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Chapter 222: When did Liuyun Temple become so lively?

After Xingxuan entered the Taoist temple, she saw Mo Yuan wearing a black shirt sitting under a dead tree.

Mo Yuan and Hong Jin looked at her together.

"It's you!!"

Hong Jin pointed at the strings and shouted.

String String looked at Hong Jin, cupped his hands and said, " String String has seen red fish."

Hongjin walked forward and said, "You, you, you, how did you find this place?"

"Doctor Tong told me."

"Who is that?" Hong Jin was stunned for a moment.

Mo Yuan stretched out his hand and knocked her on the head and said, "That is someone who has been taught the Dharma by Master, unlike a fake disciple like you."

"Fake apprentice?" String String was a little confused.

Mo Yuan reached out and lifted up Hong Jin and said, "She has been using the name of Mr. Chen all day long to deceive. She even dared to deceive the second prince of Dragon Palace, but I later caught her."

Hongjin bared her teeth and waved her little hands, saying: "Let me go! Let me go quickly!"

Mo Yuan put her down and said, "Even I am just a janitor. How could Mr. Chen's apprentice be like you?"

Yu Hongjin was dissatisfied and asked: "What's wrong with me? Aren't I better than you? You talk like water all day long and it's annoying to death. If I were Mr. Chen, I would definitely beat you to death with a stick."

Chenghuang laughed when he heard this, but he didn't feel that Yu Hongjin's words were correct.

Mo Yuan glared and said, "You have become more capable recently. Do you dare to yell at me?"

"No, it's not..."

Yu Hongjin swallowed her saliva and said with a dry smile: "If this is where you are, I am just a little red fish. Don't be the same as me."

"Rub shoulders."

"Coming, coming."

Stringer looked at the big and the small. She couldn't tell the current situation for a moment. Even so, it didn't affect her feeling happy because of this scene.

Are all the people close to Mr. Chen so unique?

Mo Yuan refused to refuse anyone who came, and started chatting with String Stringer after he sat down.

"How did Miss String String know Mr. Chen? When did it happen?"

"When did you die?"

"How long have you been dead?"

"Have you eaten?"

"It turns out she is a princess. Doesn't that mean there are many treasures? I don't know what kind of treasures there are... Ah, it's really abrupt. I forgot that you are already dead."

After talking a lot, Xingxing found that he couldn't keep up with Mo Yuan's speaking speed.

There are just too many words...

Yu Hongjin squeezed Mo Yuan's shoulders hard. She was used to days like this, and the strength was just right.

Nothing but familiarity with your hands.

"There have been a lot of people coming recently." Chenghuang muttered.

People were coming and going, and the Taoist temple was a lot more lively.

Mo Yuan turned to look at him and said with a smile: "Probably because sir is coming back."

I had heard Mo Yuan talk about this matter before Chenghuang. My husband was rarely in the human world. He usually returned to the Taoist temple every three years to have a look, but he didn't stay for long.

"There should be others coming," Chenghuang said.

"Who?" Mo Yuan asked.

"You were not at the Taoist Temple before, and a group of people came to visit Mr. Chen. Unfortunately, Mr. Chen was not at the Taoist Temple at that time, so I asked them to wait for another two years and come back when summer is approaching in the human world."

Chenghuang said: "He is from Qingyuan Yun Mansion."

Mo Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard this and he straightened up.

"Who are you talking about!?"

"Qingyuan Yunfu."

Chenghuang saw that there was a little light in Mo Yuan's eyes, and he couldn't understand that look.

This guy must have some bad thoughts.

Mo Yuan smiled and said, "I like Yun Mansion so much."

Listening to his laughter, Hong Jin understood immediately.

Although she didn't know what Qingyuan Yun Mansion was, what she knew was that they were going to be in trouble.

Outside the Taoist temple.

Yun Li took a deep breath, but suddenly heard the voice coming from the Taoist temple.

'I like Yun Mansion so much...'

He stopped immediately because he remembered this voice even after turning to ashes.

It was the black dragon who took advantage of the situation and defrauded the children of his Yun Mansion for more than two thousand years!

Yunli hesitated, suddenly not wanting to go in.

The head of the family, Yunze, saw him pause and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yun Li smacked his lips and said, "Master, otherwise, we can come here another day."

"Why?"

"because……"

Before Yun Li finished speaking, he suddenly saw the door of the Taoist temple open with a bang.

"Bang."

Mo Yuan rushed out of the gate. When he saw the two people at the gate, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "I just told you that you are here, please hurry up."

Yunze paused and suddenly fell silent.

When he turned to look at Yunli, his eyes seemed to be saying helplessly, you should have told me earlier.

"Ahem..."

Yunli coughed, but he was helpless.

They took two tentative steps forward, but Mo Yuan just looked at them with a smile.

It wasn't until they entered Liuyun Temple that Mo Yuan said, "Coming in?"

"Ah, okay." Yunli nodded.

Mo Yuan held out his hand and said: "Entry fee, Chenghui, one hundred years of merit for each person."

"I knew..."

Yun Li had cursed eight hundred times in his heart, but he still managed to endure it and said: "Well, a hundred years is too much, can you..."

Mo Yuan touched his chin and said, "That's right. In business, we usually negotiate the price."

"Yeah yeah……"

Yun Liqian smiled and said, he thought this guy's conscience had discovered it, but the other person's next words immediately made his face fall.

Just because Mo Yuan said: "If it's called robbing, then doesn't it mean there's no need to negotiate the price?"

"..."

Yun Li was silent, and so was the head of the family, Yun Ze.

They really didn't understand how Senior Chen could think so highly of this black dragon.



The eighth year of prosperity, May 19th.

In the past three years, Chen Changsheng borrowed his books from Zhong Zhengyuan and learned everything about spiritual thoughts and refining the physical body.

After doing the calculations several times, I am 90% sure about refining the physical body.

After the external incarnation was refined, he asked him to go to the 'Spirit Cage' on his behalf, and perhaps he could find out some things related to the Purana Sutra.

As a breeze blew across the fields.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes again and saw the rice fields outside Qiuyue Square.

He raised his hand and did the math.

"In the blink of an eye, we have been prosperous for eight years..."

Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, took off the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip of wine, then walked towards Liuyun Temple.

I don’t know what the scene is like in Liuyun Temple now.

Chen Changsheng stepped up the steps, and he saw that the two sides were no longer as overgrown with weeds as before, and looked quite new.

Maybe it was done by Huang, but Mo Yuan definitely didn't have the time to do it.

Before arriving at the gate.

Chen Changsheng opened the door of the Taoist temple and walked in immediately.

He took half a step forward, but then he was stunned.

Immortals, dragons, ghosts, and demons gathered together, all looking at Chen Changsheng.

The cool breeze in the temple blew past my face.

Chen Changsheng was also in a daze for a moment.

"When did it get so lively?"


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