"Who is the rich second generation Zhang Jiao is talking about, your suitor?" Wang Hao looked at Ning Miaomeng.
Ning Miaomeng nodded: "Yes, his name is Wei Xiangrong, he is the grandson of that elder. He has been pestering me, which is very troublesome. I asked you to come with me to help me block Wei Xiangrong."
Wang Hao knew that the little Taoist nun had already told him before.
"Don't worry, that Wei Xiangrong has been handed over to me." Wang Hao smiled. He was just a rich second generation, but he didn't even count in front of a second generation of immortals like him.
The Wei family in Yunhai is not well-known in Yunhai, but not many people dare to provoke him.
Although the Wei family is not visible or leaking, it has a deep foundation, has hundreds of years of history, and has produced many great figures.
The Wei family has only one hotel in the open business, but some people say that there are several companies under the secret control of the Wei family.
In addition to the foundation of the Wei family, this family also has the characteristics of longevity. Wei Mingzhong, who is celebrating his birthday, is already 100 years old and is still in very healthy health.
When Wang Hao saw Wei Mingzhong, he was a little surprised. This really doesn't look like a centenarian, and it seems that he is only fifty or sixty years old. If someone says that Wei Mingzhong can live for another twenty years, Wang Hao must have thought that
Not an exaggeration.
Moreover, he was actually a master of innate Great Perfection, which made Wang Hao sigh again, that masters are among the people.
The land of China is really hidden and lying on the tiger.
Of course, this is also because of his high strength. If it were the level of a previous and acquired martial artist, even if Wei Mingzhong was swaying in front of him, Wang Hao would probably not be able to see his true cultivation.
Then, Wang Hao looked at Ning Miaomeng with some curiosity. How could a little girl who came out of the Hidden Sect know this centenarian?
"Grandpa Wei, I originally planned to come with Teacher Ji to celebrate your birthday, but Teacher Ji went out to give you a lecture, so I will celebrate your birthday on behalf of Teacher Ji. This is the birthday gift from the calligrapher Guanshan, and I gave it to Wei.
Grandpa, I wish Grandpa Wei as good as the East China Sea and as long as the South Mountain.”
Ning Miaomeng said, handing Wei Mingzhong respectfully with a letter.
Wang Hao glanced at the Taoist nun with appreciation. The etiquette was quite appropriate, and Wang Hao also understood from her words that the Taoist nun met Wei Mingzhong through a teacher named Ji.
Wei Mingzhong obviously likes Ning Miaomeng, laughing happily, and taking Ning Miaomeng's gift with red face: "Hahaha, it's really good, Lao Ji said that you are talented, smart, and studious, and you are a talented person.
Lao Ji is right at all to see people.”
"By the way, Lao Ji said you are easy to learn and want to see grandpa's collection of books. Come on, grandpa will take you to the study. There are not many young people like you in this society who love reading books. A few days ago, my grandpa watched a variety show.
Those celebrities don’t even know who the Taoyuan Sanyi was. The inheritance of traditional culture is in danger... Hey, who is this?"
Wei Mingzhong made a big splash and his eyes fell on Wang Hao.
Ning Miaomeng bit her lip and said with a red face: "Grandpa Wei, this is my boyfriend Wang Hao."
"Your boyfriend? It seems that Xiangrong, a child, has no blessing."
The smile on Wei Mingzhong's face slightly stopped, and he glanced at Wang Hao lightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
Originally, Wang Hao was quite fond of Wei Mingzhong's words and was about to salute, but the old man looked at him with a hint of murderous intent.
Wang Hao sneered in his heart, he was really an old man but never died, but a thief. This old guy was a little cruel. He even wanted to kill him when he met for the first time.
No wonder Ning Miaomeng didn't dare to come here alone. It seems that it was not only Wei Xiangrong, but also the immortal Wei Mingzhong was trying to make her decision.
Seeing that Wang Hao just smiled faintly and did not come forward to greet him, Ning Miaomeng hurriedly said, "Grandpa Wei, my boyfriend is a bit introverted and a little unwilling to let go. Don't mind."
Wei Mingzhong waved his hand and smiled, and said generously: "It's okay, hahaha, Meng'er, I'll take you to the library."
Then, Wei Mingzhong took the two of them to the study and said, "You can see first. I still have something to do with me. Stay for lunch at noon."
Wang Hao's spiritual sense kept staring at Wei Mingzhong. After finding out that he came outside, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he said to his entourage: "Go and call Rong'er back, and..."
Wang Hao didn't hear the following words clearly, but looking at the vicious expression on the old man's face, you know that it was not a good thing.
If she didn't accompany Ning Miaomeng today, she would probably be in danger.
She must not see that Wei Mingzhong, the immortal, is a master of the innate Great Perfection. Whether it is bright or dark, this little Taoist nun is no match for it.
"Oh... Although your Pisces Jade Pendant once helped me strengthen my spiritual sense, I don't know how many times I have helped you openly and secretly. I am really the noble person in your life."
"You must repay me well, otherwise you will be sorry for my great kindness."
Wang Hao looked at Ning Miaomeng and sighed in his heart.
At this time, Ning Miaomeng blushed and said, "Wang Hao, I just said you are my boyfriend, don't mind, I just deal with Wei Mingzhong. His grandson hates it, and he hates it too, and always takes me with him.
His grandson is connected.”
Wang Hao had already understood everything and smiled and said, "Of course I won't mind, but you should hurry up if you want to find something. Wei Xiangrong will probably be back soon, and there may be some troubles in the future.
…”
"Ah, why is it so fast? My classmate told me that Wei Xiangrong went out to arrange guests to the hotel, so I chose this time to come. It would take him at least a few hours..."
Ning Miaomeng looked at the huge study room with a wide range of books and said frustratedly: "It may take a day to find all these books, it will take too hard..."
Wang Hao frowned: "What are you looking for? Tell me, I'll help you find it."
Ning Miaomeng hesitated for a moment, but said, "I want to find a scripture called Amitabha Sutra. My master said that this scripture is hidden in the library of Yunhai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I searched for it for more than half a year but couldn't find it.
It is likely here. Because most of the books here are transferred from the library of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.”
"Okay, you're waiting by the side, I'll find it for you."
Wang Hao nodded when he heard this, and his spiritual sense immediately released his collection of books on the bookshelf.
Ning Miaomeng was stunned for a moment: "There are too many books here. How do you find them alone? Let's look for them together."
Wang Hao immediately shook his head: "Just stand and don't move, I can figure out where the Amitabha Sutra is."
"Finish it?"
Ning Miaomeng looked at Wang Hao with surprise. Could it be that he is a master of metaphysics who can calculate unknown things? But even a master of metaphysics, he cannot calculate where the Amitabha Sutra is placed.
Wang Hao really surprised Ning Miaomeng. He was a rich man and a cultivator. He knew the lost acupuncture method of the Four Symbol Divine Needle. Is he still a master of metaphysics?
No matter which identity is, it seems very amazing to Ning Miaomeng.
Although he was skeptical, Ning Miaomeng still chose to believe Wang Hao and stood there without moving.
She felt that the more familiar she was with Wang Hao, the less she knew Wang Hao.
This man was like a mystery, and she was getting more and more unable to see through it.
Wang Hao naturally didn't know what Ning Miaomeng was thinking. In a short period of time, his spiritual sense had already scanned all the books.
But nothing was discovered.
Wang Hao frowned, swept his spiritual sense out again, this time he became more serious and careful.
When he swept to the second row of bookshelf, he discovered the problem.
One of the Book of Changes has a page in the middle that is actually blank, with three faint small characters written on it - the Amitabha Sutra.
"It's hidden so tightly."
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. Even if ten people came over and found them for three days and three nights, he probably wouldn't be able to find them.
That is, he had spiritual consciousness, and after careful searching, he discovered the Amitabha Sutra.
And what he could not imagine was that the Amitabha Sutra was just a page of paper and was still blank.
So Wang Hao stepped forward, took down the Book of Changes, and handed it to Ning Miaomeng: "The thing you are looking for is here."
Ning Miaomeng took it and looked at it, then shook her head quickly: "Wang Hao, this is the Book of Changes, what I am looking for is the Amitabha Sutra."
Sure enough, she couldn't even notice the Amitabha Sutra when she was placed in front of her. The people who collected the books were really unique.
"You can find out by looking through it carefully." Wang Hao said with a smile.
A hint of doubt appeared on Ning Miaomeng's little face. She looked through the Book of Changes over and over again, and said with a wry smile: "Wang Hao, where is the Amitabha Sutra? This is the Book of Changes."
"What a fool, I can't find the Amitabha Sutra in front of you." Wang Hao gave Ning Miaomeng a blank look, looked at the blank page, and pointed to the three faint words on it.
"Amitabha Sutra!"
Ning Miaomeng exclaimed with an ecstatic expression: "It's really the Amitabha Sutra, it's just a blank page of paper! Oh my God, it's beyond my expectations! Wang Hao, you're so amazing, you can find it
!”
Wang Hao didn't say anything, stared at the blank page and looked at the blank paper and said, "This should be the upper part, there is also the lower part, but the lower part is not here, so I didn't see it."
Ning Miaomeng took a closer look and found that there was a smaller word "口" under the Amitabha Sutra.
"See? Wang Hao, aren't you counting? You are the most powerful person I've ever met, and you can count it."
Ning Miaomeng looked at Wang Hao with admiration. She didn't have much hope at first, but she didn't expect to find it. It was such a surprise.
"Wang Hao, thank you, you helped me a lot again." Ning Miaomeng hugged the book in her arms tightly.
Wang Hao didn't say anything, pondered for a moment before saying, "I think you are too happy now. Wei Mingzhong won't let you take the book out so smoothly. Especially if he discovers the secret of this book,
I will definitely not let you take it away."
Upon hearing this, Ning Miaomeng frowned and felt that Wang Hao was right.
"Anyway, what I want is not the Book of Changes, but the Amitabha Sutra. I will tear it off and hide it on my body and take it away." Ning Miaomeng said, reaching out to tear off the blank paper, and was about to fold it and put it in.
When I entered the pocket, I found that the paper was extremely hard and could not be folded.
"Huh, what's going on?"
Ning Miaomeng had a surprised expression on her face. She was obviously a piece of yellowed paper from a long time ago. Why was it so hard?
Wang Hao took the paper and looked at it, and his face also became confused. Could it be that this is made of metal?
He took out the lighter and lighted it, and the paper was immediately burned to ashes. Then, a piece of golden paper foil that was one size smaller than the paper appeared in Wang Hao's hands.
"What is this?" Ning Miaomeng asked in surprise again. Although she didn't know what it was, she also understood that this thin and inconspicuous golden paper foil was not a simple thing, and must be very precious.
But Wang Hao was shocked. The golden paper foil was too terrifying because his spiritual sense swept in like a mud bull into the sea, and immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Can it actually devour my spiritual consciousness? What kind of treasure is this? Even a magic weapon like the Golden Dragon Seal cannot devour my spiritual consciousness!"
Wang Hao looked at the golden paper foil with a shocked expression on his face.
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