"You... are such a clever little kid~" Chen Bufan said with a wry smile.

People practice to have stronger strength, it is better to speak softly, and they practice so that they will not be tired at work.

"Yu Rou, this idea is very dangerous. Just work hard, but you don't have to work so hard, otherwise I won't be able to let you take charge of the Sirou Group after I sell it." Chen Bufan said seriously.

Jiang Yurou was immediately amused by Chen Bufan's serious look: "I was just talking casually, but you took it seriously. Okay, I'm going to wash up."

…

After breakfast in the morning and Yurou went to work, Chen Bufan sent Sisi to kindergarten, and then directly ordered Yinglong to send him somewhere.

An hour later, Shadow Dragon stopped the car.

"Palace Master, here we are."

"Okay!" Chen Bufan nodded and immediately got out of the car.

Looking in front of me, I saw a mountainous area with beautiful scenery.

"Yunqi Mountain, I'm here again." Chen Bufan thought, and immediately walked towards the mountain.

Shadow Dragon locked the car and followed silently.

Chen Bufan had only one purpose in coming to Yunqishan this time.

Visit that white-haired old Taoist priest!

After experiencing the calamity of the Demon Sea, Chen Bufan realized that the white-haired old Taoist priest was very extraordinary.

His physiognomy alone is incredible!

Later, after he was alive, Chen Bufan planned to take time to come to Yunqi Mountain to pay a special visit to the other party.

Moreover, before he returned to Guangling that day, it was the white-haired old Taoist priest who came forward to scare Tang Clan Shura, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

In order to thank the other party, this trip is even more important!

There are not many tourists in Yunqi Mountain. Once you enter the mountain, you will be greeted by shady ancient trees, lush greenways, and the mountain breeze blowing from the passing stream, giving you a very cool feeling.

The last time I came, I didn't feel anything. This time, Chen Bufan clearly felt that Yunqi Mountain has a special charm. Every plant and tree here seems to have been purified.

"Only places where truly masters have practiced will leave a unique Taoist charm that will last for a long time. This place, Yunqi Mountain, is definitely not simple!" Chen Bufan felt a little more respect in his heart.

Just a moment later, he appeared at Yunqi Taoist Temple.

"Two donors, who are you looking for?" a young Taoist priest asked after giving a salute.

"I want to find an old Taoist priest with white hair." Chen Bufan explained his purpose.

"The white-haired old Taoist priest..." The young Taoist priest thought for a moment, "It seems that the old man you mentioned does not exist in our temple. Are you sure he belongs to our Taoist temple?"

"Confirmed! I met him at Yunqi Mountain a few days ago. He even communicated with me. You are the only one here at Yunqi Taoist Temple. He should be from here, right?" Chen Bufan asked.

"But it seems that there is indeed no such person." The little Taoist priest shook his head, "May I ask, sir, who he is?"

"Chen Bufan!" Chen Bufan announced his name.

"Hiss~~" Hearing this name, the little Taoist priest suddenly took a breath of air!

Yunqi Taoist Temple is located in Guangling. How could Taoist priests like Chen Bufan have never heard of Chen Bufan!

Just a few days ago, a bloody battle took place in Yunqi Mountain!

A group of powerful Western men came to kill Chen Bufan, but they were all crushed by Chen Bufan. Blood flowed into a river that day. Bodies were everywhere around Yunqi Mountain, and there was strong blood everywhere!

This incident left a deep impression on the people at Yunqi Taoist Temple!

The little Taoist priest did not expect that the visitor turned out to be Chen Bufan, so he panicked and said, "Mr. Chen, please wait a moment. I will ask my master for instructions. Maybe he knows."

Chen Bufan nodded.

The little Taoist priest put down his broom and walked quickly towards the inner courtyard, and soon the shadow disappeared.

Just a moment later, the little Taoist priest came back again, and there was an older Taoist priest beside him. He came outside the Taoist temple and hurriedly saluted: "I am Ji Yangqing, the host of Yunqi Taoist temple. His name is Sanqing Taoist priest. I don't know that Mr. Chen is here to visit.

, there is a loss and a welcome from afar!”

"You're welcome, Master Sanqing. I'm just here to inquire about you personally." Chen Bufan said.

"The disciples of our academy have just told me, can Mr. Chen please come in?" Taoist Master Sanqing invited.

"Okay!" Chen Bufan agreed readily.

After a while, Chen Bufan was invited to sit down in a quiet courtyard inside Yunqi Taoist Temple.

The little Taoist priest poured him a cup of tea.

"I would like to ask Priest Sanqing if the old white-haired Taoist priest I am looking for is from this courtyard?" Chen Bufan got straight to the point.

"Mr. Chen, can you describe the other party's appearance in detail? I need further confirmation." Taoist priest Sanqing said politely.

Chen Bufan immediately told the other party in detail the appearance of the white-haired old Taoist priest.

"It is indeed him!!" Taoist Master Sanqing said in shock.

"What's wrong?" Chen Bufan asked strangely.

"The white-haired old Taoist priest Mr. Chen mentioned is indeed from our academy. He is the 30th abbot of Yunqishan. His name is Ren Chongxu, and his nickname is Zhenren Chongxu!"

"He is one of the most outstanding hosts in the history of Yunqi Taoist Temple. He has extremely high standards in Taoism and practice, and his physiognomy and feng shui have reached extremely terrifying levels!"

"But decades ago, I left Yunqi Mountain and traveled around the world. After so many years, everyone including me thought that Chongxu Zhenren had become an immortal. Unexpectedly, he was still alive. It was so amazing.

Got it!!”

Taoist Priest Sanqing's face was full of unexpected expressions.

Decades ago, he was still a young man, but now his hair has turned gray. It is really surprising that Master Chongxu is still alive and has appeared in Yunqi Mountain!

After listening to what Taoist Master Sanqing said, Chen Bufan's eyes also showed surprise.

It is true that he is from Yunqi Taoist Temple, he is indeed an expert, and his achievements in physiognomy are terrifying.

But they left Yunqi Mountain decades ago and are not here at all now.

"Is there any way to get in touch?" Chen Bufan asked.

"No." Taoist Master Sanqing shook his head.

"If there is a way to contact me, I would also like to invite Master Chongxu to come back so that he can give me some guidance on my Taoist practice." He smiled bitterly.

"It seems that it was all in vain." Chen Bufan said regretfully.

"Mr. Chen, do you have anything to do with our Master Chongxu?" Taoist Master Sanqing asked.

"It's no big deal. He was kind to me, and I came here specifically to thank him," Chen Bufan said.

"In this way..." Taoist Master Sanqing nodded and said immediately, "Since Master Chongxu has appeared in Yunqi Mountain, he might come to the temple at some time. When he appears, I will tell him."

"Okay, thank you!" Chen Bufan nodded.

Since Master Chongxu was not here, Chen Bufan didn't talk much. Before leaving, he asked about Master Chongxu's cultivation level.

Taoist Priest Sanqing didn't know. In his impression, Chongxu's real strength was very powerful decades ago.

He once witnessed the glow falling from the sky when Zhenren Chongxu was practicing.

Throughout Yunqi Mountain, countless wild beasts were all prostrate on the ground, as if they were making a pilgrimage.

"Xia Rui descended from the sky, and all the beasts listened. What a powerful force!!" Chen Bufan was shocked.

There is a vague intuition that Chongxu Zhenren's strength seems to be above the Tao realm.

As for what realm it is, Chen Bufan has no idea.
Chapter completed!