"Master, please stay."

"My master passed by this place and saw the master's extraordinary bearing. He wanted to make some friends with the master..."

"I hope the master will appreciate you and move on."

Before the white-robed young monk transformed by Chen Fan entered the city of Lanke, he heard a friendly voice greeting him.

Chen Fan looked back and saw an impressive convoy of carriages behind him. There was an energetic middle-aged butler leading a tall horse and bowing to Chen Fan.

"There is no mana fluctuation, just a group of mortals wanting to invite me?"

Chen Fan was a little surprised, and with a flash of consciousness, he swept the carriage team calmly and found that there were many saber warriors wearing inner armor among them.

Moreover, the cultivation level of these warriors is quite good, most of them are second or third-rate acquired, and there are also several first-rate warriors surrounding the luxurious carriage in the middle of the team.

However, looking at the manner in which these warriors enforce orders and prohibitions, they do not appear to be from secular gangs, but rather have a hint of the imperial army in them.

"Amitabha!"

"Since the master invites you with courtesy, I, the young monk, should accompany you."

Chen Fan thought about it in his mind and felt that blending into such a mortal team would be a good hidden option, so he agreed to the other party's invitation and followed the middle-aged butler in front of him to the luxurious carriage in the center.

The interior of this luxurious carriage is well decorated. There is a small incense burner on one side of the carriage. The aroma coming out of the burner makes people feel energetic. In the middle is a square table with a square shape. On the table, fruits, vegetables and fruits are arranged neatly.

There was also a hot stove making tea, and around the table were three relaxed mortals, two men and one woman.

The man in fine clothes who was sitting in the chair looked no more than forty years old. He looked pampered and had a calm expression. He was holding a volume of Buddhist scriptures and reading deeply.

Sitting next to this man was a beautiful woman in white gauze, slowly pouring tea and rubbing shoulders for this man in fine clothes, acting like a servant.

As for the last calm old man in this carriage, he is a half-step innate warrior, and must be the guard of this man in rich clothes.

Seeing Chen Fan, a monk in white robes, get into the carriage, the man in the rich attire was happy. He quickly put down the Buddhist scripture in his hand and saluted Chen Fan: "I have met the master!"

"I take the liberty of inviting you, and I hope you will show your respect to me!"

"I wonder what the master is called?"

When Chen Fan saw this, he responded calmly: "Donor, you're welcome. The young monk is mentally retarded and he spent a lot of energy on the journey just now."

"It is a blessing for a young monk to be able to stay in a nobleman's carriage."

When he heard the name of the monk, mentally retarded, the man in fine clothes was stunned for a moment, and then he recited a Buddhist sutra saying, "Intelligence and conduct can be seen as retarded". He immediately couldn't help being happy and hurriedly asked the woman in white gauze to pour tea for Chen Fan.

As for the old guard, he opened his eyes and took a look at Chen Fan. He found that Chen Fan had no inner strength, so he regarded him as an ordinary monk and started meditating on his own.

"Master mentally retarded, I will tell you the truth, my surname is Zhao."

"He is the ninth-ranked prince in Wu Kingdom."

"This is my beloved concubine Zhen Zhen, and this is Senior Li Zangfeng, the top swordsman in Yunmeng City."

"I observe that the clothes and demeanor of the mentally retarded master are very different from those of ordinary monks. I wonder which temple and ancient temple your temple is?" The man in the splendid clothes looked familiar and asked with a calm expression.

"Amitabha!"

"It's not convenient for me to talk about my little monk's origins with outsiders. I hope the Ninth Prince will forgive me." Chen Fan apologized and returned the greeting.

"Isn't it convenient to say it?"

"No problem, I am not an ignorant person."

"But to be able to cultivate a monk with such extraordinary magnanimity as a mentally retarded master, your temple must be a famous temple, or it must be one of those Buddhist sects that have come and gone." The ninth prince of Wu made an astonishing statement.

He is in a high position and knows some details about this world of immortality.

As for the old man who was practicing with his eyes closed, after hearing the word Xiu Xian, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Chen Fan. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed a finger, and a sword energy formed by the true energy condensed on his finger.

Flying out, he nodded towards Chen Fan's shoulder without warning, muttering: "Master! I'm offended!"

"Amitabha!" Chen Fan saw the Buddha shouting, and a white light flashed from his body, and a white wall of light rose out of thin air to dissolve the mortal sword energy.

"It's not a method of internal energy!"

"The master is actually a legendary cultivator of immortality!" The old man exclaimed, raised his hand and pointed his sword fingers, and several rays of sword energy fell on the light wall and were dispersed as silently as a mud cow entering the sea.

Such terrifying means are beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors.

"Donor Li, you are in trouble." Chen Fan clasped his palms together and quietly released a burst of magical pressure on this person.

Immediately, the world's most well-known swordsman, the number one master of swordsmanship, stood frozen on the spot, sweating all over his body, trembling non-stop, and his face turned pale as if he was not in control of his life or death.

"And please ask the mentally retarded master to accept his magical powers!"

"Senior Li is also fond of martial arts. He wants to compete with a Buddhist immortal like Master. He has no other ill intentions!" Zhao Zhengguo tried to smooth things over on the side.

"Amitabha!"

"Since the prince has spoken, the young monk will betray the prince to save his face." Chen Fan smiled slightly and put away the pressure of his magic power.

Without the pressure of the mask, Li Zangfeng suddenly felt like stars were shining in his eyes. He fell back weakly as if he was anemic. His chest was tearing like a broken bellows and he was gasping for air. It took him a while to regain his color, with a wry smile on his face.

He said in the carriage: "I have been practicing martial arts for sixty years, and I can't even beat a single move of this master."

"I'm really..."

Li Zangfeng hesitated to speak, and looked at Chen Fan with extremely complicated eyes.

Prince Zhao came out to calm down the atmosphere. While counseling Li Cangfeng, he advised him not to belittle himself, and apologized to Chen Fan many times.

After all, this immortal is different. If you want to become an immortal without spiritual roots and opportunities, it will be difficult to reach heaven.

Even if a person like Zhao Zheng is a noble king with overwhelming power and all the common goods in the country are at his fingertips, if he cannot reach immortality in one day, he will be nothing more than a handful of loess in a hundred years.

"Whether it's an immortal or a mortal, it's all living things."

"It's rare for a person to get his position right in his lifetime."

"If I were a few donors, I would rather stay in this mortal world and enjoy the happiness of human relations."

"Because seeking immortality and asking questions is contrary to nature."

"This journey is extremely dangerous. Even the little monk himself can't predict the day when he will pass away." Chen Fan opened his mouth and talked about a lot of easy-to-understand life philosophies on the Internet in his previous life. Hearing the three voices in the carriage,

People become crazy and drunk.

"The mentally retarded master is worthy of being an eminent Buddhist monk!"

"This kind of Buddhist philosophy has never been heard of by Xiao Wang who has read thousands of volumes of Buddhism."

"I sincerely ask the master to stay in Xiao Wang's Mansion for a few more days after entering the city. Xiao Wang wants to debate scriptures with the master and take a look at the unique scenery of Lanke City." Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up and he hurriedly invited.

When Chen Fan just wanted to find a secluded place to meditate for a while, the mortal prince offered him a sleeping pillow. Naturally, he would not refuse and said, "Thank you, Ninth Prince!" Then he opened his consciousness and headed towards Lanke Temple in the center of the city.

Explore.

But Bu Tan didn't know that as soon as Chen Fan's consciousness came into contact with the rotten Kegu Temple, he felt something biting and devouring his soul. Chen Fan was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his consciousness and said with some surprise: "A bit
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