The son-in-law of the stunning president

Sanqing Mountain, inside the Quanzhen Gate.

The contemporary head teacher, Zhang Daoxing, was dealing with the last visitor who went up the mountain today with a smile.

The Quanzhen Sect has been very lively recently. Ever since it was confirmed that there are real immortals in the back of Sanqing Mountain, Sanqing Mountain has not stopped for a day.

Back and forth, there are a lot of people going to the mountains to find immortals every day.

Can this be done?
Sanqing Mountain had already sealed off the back mountain, saying that it was for the safety of tourists. The back mountain is not a tourist attraction, and there is not even a decent road.

If people were let in casually, and they were looking for immortals, they would have to go to the remote mountains, and accidents would almost certainly happen.

Of course, that was just a superficial reason. In fact, the main reason for closing the mountain was that too many people would come and go, which would anger the Quanzhen immortals who were cultivating in the back mountain.

If the back mountain doesn't let people enter, the Quanzhen Sect can't stop them, right?

Recently, the Quanzhen Sect has really been in full swing.

After all, it is a place where there are real immortals. If you come here to burn incense, what could be wrong?
There were even quite a few masters who were quick-witted and had money in their pockets, and one or two asked to meet Zhang Daoxing, the head teacher, in person.

Almost everyone tried to get close to Zhang Daoxing by insinuating on the sidelines, just to see if they could have a fairy fate.

Even if he fails, he still has descendants under the age of ten, right?

If this can be brought, and it is favored by the immortals, wouldn't it be prosperous overnight?

It's a pity that they don't know that the gods in their eyes actually don't have any real gods.

Even if Zhang Daoxing is the head teacher, he is just a warrior.

However, Zhang Daoxing couldn't tell the truth, so he could only talk mysteriously to this group of people.

It seems to say that there are really immortals in their Quanzhen sect, but it seems that there are no immortals. In short, everyone is confused and stunned.

The more he is like this, the more people will come naturally, Zhang Daoxing really feels hard work and happiness.

Alas, the recent incense income has more than doubled, but unfortunately, the shadow of the immortal is not seen at all.

Outsiders want to enter Sanqing Mountain, so it is impossible for them from Quanzhen Sect not to think about it.

It's just a pity that the disciples they sent to Mount Sanqing were useless, but none of them were valued by the senior masters and immortals, and they couldn't find a place for immortals to cultivate.

If there is really no news at all, they can also give up directly, knowing that the ancestors look down on them who have no fairy fate.

It's strange to blame here, there are always disciples who enter the mountain occasionally encounter some completely unexplainable things, and see some illusory and real strange scenes.

The immortal fate is hazy, as if it is right in front of your eyes, as if you can reach it with your hands, but you can't grasp it.

How uncomfortable is this?
This was actually arranged by Tang Chen before. Since it is said that there are immortals who practiced hermit in Sanqing Mountain, then if there is no trace at all, it is too unreasonable, isn't it?
So he arranged some formations in the deep mountains, as long as someone approached, they would be triggered.

But most of the so-called formations are just magic formations and the like, which can be seen by people but cannot be touched. It is extremely uncomfortable to just hang on to the other party's appetite all the time.

Hey... worry wow.

Zhang Daoxing sighed, and called the disciples to gather together, and began to complete the necessary evening homework every day.

In fact, their Quanzhen sect was not so strict in the past, but since the appearance of the immortal, all Taoist disciples have consciously begun to treat themselves with the strictest requirements.

What do those cultivators ask for?It's nothing more than getting rid of the mortal womb in the end, and seeking to become an immortal and attain the Tao.

It's just that the road before looked really vague, and I don't know if it really existed.

But now, the road is very clear and smooth, that is, there is!So their penance has a stronger motivation.

Not to mention the kung fu handed down by the old immortal, Zhang Daoxing has been studying that kung fu for some time.

I also feel that my cultivation is becoming more and more refined, but after all, I am still in the category of warriors, and I have not been able to break away from the ordinary.

"Lang lang..."

Accompanied by the gradually sinking twilight, the sound of Qingyue's bells and drums sang, spread in this beautiful place, stirring in the hearts of everyone who pursues the Tao.

I can't help but make people feel clear for a while, and feel that there is a sense of being dusted and refined.

It's just that under such an elegant and indifferent Taoist atmosphere, Zhang Daoxing couldn't calm down today, and he always felt his mind fluttering, as if something was about to happen.

But what exactly is going to happen?

"Teacher, the teacher is not good!"

Sure enough, something happened. When Zhang Daoxing was restless, a young disciple ran in from outside anxiously.

Because he ran too fast, he stumbled on the tall threshold of the hall, staggered in, and almost fell down.

This is too disrespectful, the thresholds of the temples are all exquisite, you can't step on them casually, let alone kick them, how decent is he?

"What's so flustered? The sky is falling?"

Zhang Daoxing walked over dissatisfied, and helped the little Taoist priest who almost fell down.

The little Taoist said anxiously: "Teacher, Master, listen to me, aren't we recently renovating the temples behind..."

Zhang Daoxing said in astonishment: "What? Did an accident happen?"

The little Taoist's face turned pale: "No, no, no! Yes, yes, it's in the Ci Nian Hall behind, something happened!"

Hall of Mercy?
As the head teacher, Zhang Daoxing naturally knew this place, and the Ci Nian Hall can be regarded as a hall with a very long history in the entire Quanzhen Sect.

It's just because of its long history that it is already very decayed and dilapidated. They had no money to repair it before, so no one has studied Taoism in it for a long time.

In other words, no one has been there for a long time, and the place, seen from a distance, is already half-abandoned with tall weeds.

Recently, incense is at its peak, so it is natural to have spare money to repair the Quanzhen Gate, and the Ci Nian Hall is also on the list of repairs.

But what could happen there?
Zhang Daoxing asked: "Did the workers get hurt during construction? Or...it collapsed?"

After Zhang Daoxing asked, his voice became cautious, for fear of hearing that the Ci Nian Hall had really collapsed.

Although it has been abandoned for many years, if it really collapsed completely, wouldn't it be too unlucky?And maybe it will hurt someone, so the compensation is not a small amount.

The little Taoist shook his head, pale and difficult to speak: "No, no, it didn't collapse, and no one was injured. Yes, we found a living person! A living person, Master!"