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Chapter 185 The Tragic Story of Shen Datong (for Subscription)

For a moment, he couldn't believe it.

Lin Fengjiao was also taken aback, and he persuaded: "Fellow Daoist, if you pass on brother Shen's Taoism, it will be no less than harming him!"

Lin Lang waved his hands and said with a smile: "Poverty Daoist knows it well, fellow Daoists, don't worry."

Of course he knew what Lin Fengjiao was thinking, if Shen Datong was an ordinary person, it would be harming him if he rashly preached his Taoism.

Just like Lei Zhentian, with insufficient talent, he chose to take this path, and he might die at the mouth of a monster someday.

Even if he was careful and didn't die violently, what could he do with that little effort?
You're lucky if you don't starve to death!

If you use the energy of learning Tao to do other things, although you may not be rich or wealthy, it is no problem to support your family.

Why do we need to go all the way to the dark?

But as a time traveler, Shen Datong shouldn't be too ordinary!

Seeing Lin Lang's appearance like this, Lin Fengjiao couldn't say more. Fellow Daoist Lin must have his reasons for doing so.

That's good too, Shen Datong's harassment for six consecutive days made him feel unspeakable.

After getting rid of this Shen Datong, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

And although Shen Datong didn't understand why Lin Lang was willing to teach him spells, since Lin Fengjiao didn't want to accept him as an apprentice, it was not impossible to worship this young man as a teacher.

He came to Lin Fengjiao because he wanted to learn Taoism, no matter who taught him.

Seeing that Lin Fengjiao was so polite to this person, it seemed that she was not weak.

Although the character of Lin Lang did not appear in the movie, Uncle Jiu is only about 20 years old now, and there are still 20 years before the plot takes place.

Maybe it's just an insignificant supporting role, or it may fall early. Anything can happen during this period, so don't think too much.

Thinking of this, he quickly knelt down in front of Lin Lang and shouted: "Apprentice Shen Datong pays homage to master."

The corner of Lin Lang's mouth twitched, this guy really worked hard to learn spells.

"Get up! The rules of my lineage are simple, and there is no need for big gifts on weekdays." He said lightly.

"Yes, master." Shen Datong said with a smile.

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this cheap master should be easy to get along with.

That's right, in his heart, Lin Lang is a cheap master.

Maybe he will be killed by someone again one day, and of course this master will never be seen again. It is better to learn more things during this time, so as not to be killed inexplicably again.

Thinking of this, he came behind Lin Lang with a smile on his face, squeezed Lin Lang's shoulders and said, "Haha, Master, what spells do you plan to teach your apprentice?"

It's strange that Lin Lang couldn't get used to this action. At Shen Datong's age, he really has a thick skin.

Lin Fengjiao also looked helpless, secretly sighing that life is not easy!

……

In the room, Lin Lang asked Shen Datong to sit cross-legged on the ground, while he came behind Shen Datong, put his palms on the other's back, and a wave of true energy entered Shen Datong's body.

Shen Datong only felt a warm current coming from his back, instantly flowing up and down his whole body, his body was warm and extremely comfortable.

This is the legendary mana!

It's not in vain that I, Shen Lang, licked my old face as a teacher, and today I finally got my wish.

He couldn't help being excited, but what followed was endless sadness.

Pictures suddenly appeared in his mind, which were all what happened after he traveled.

Smiling proudly in the Jianghu world, he was too naive at the time, and wanted to make a deal with Yue Buqun with the news of the evil sword technique, in order to obtain Zixia's magical skills and the opportunity to go to Siguoya, but was silenced by Yue Buqun instead.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes travels through the Jinmeng battlefield where life and death are unpredictable. After finally escaping, he meets the protagonists Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

But because of the plot revealed in the words, Ke Zhen'e suspected that he had evil intentions, and was beaten to death with a stick.

In the world of the Lion King, he won the asylum of the Simba clan with his proficient barbecue skills.

But Scar coveted his delicate skin and tender flesh, and in the end he was bitten to death in the middle of the night, leaving no bones left. It was so desolate.

Finally arrived at the World of Condors, he thought he could finally stand up, Shaolin Temple Nine Suns Magic Art, Nine Yin Scriptures in the dark passage of ancient tombs, Dugu Epee outside Xiangyang City...

In the end, things were always unexpected. Most of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in Shaolin Temple was destroyed by mysterious masters, and the Kaleng Sutra was nowhere to be found.

The secret passage of the ancient tomb is controlled by mysterious forces, and the Dugu Sword Tomb outside Xiangyang City has disappeared.

Even the plot he is familiar with has become messy, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu have long been married, Yin Zhiping is nowhere to be found, the world's number one master is not Wang Chongyang, but turned into a mysterious man in Tsing Yi, known as the sword god.

The largest sect in the world is no longer Chongyang Palace, but Mingjiao, and the leader is actually Dongfang Bubai.

What the hell is this?
All right!Forget all these, but why let him meet the old thing Ke Zhen'e again, and after being recognized, he was beaten to death by a kidnapper again.

Alas... my heart is blocked.

But this time, God finally opened his eyes. After coming to this world, he did not encounter any monsters, nor was he hunted down by zombies.

He met Uncle Jiu when he was young. He wanted to be a teacher, but because he was too old to learn Taoism, he was rejected.

But the hard work paid off. Although he failed to learn from Uncle Jiu, he still let him worship another little Taoist priest as his teacher.

Moreover, his cheap master doesn't seem to be weak, and his pure Yang mana is simply unpredictable.

And Shen Datong also vaguely knew that this cheap master was testing his aptitude for learning Taoism, and it seemed that he planned to teach him the real thing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing joy on his face.

Lin Lang was checking Shen Datong's aptitude, and found that the meridians in his body were clogged, his qi and blood were deficient, and his yang qi was insufficient. He was simply a legendary waste material for cultivating Taoism, even worse than ordinary people.

No wonder Lin Fengjiao was desperately unwilling to accept Shen Datong as an apprentice. In this situation, Lin Lang had no choice.

But these are secondary to him, he doesn't care about Shen Datong's qualifications.

The key is that no matter how he tries, he doesn't see any abnormalities in his body, as if he is an ordinary person.

There is no such thing as a golden finger in his imagination!

Perhaps Shen Datong's golden finger was hidden too well, and he couldn't find it at all with his current strength.

As for the statement that Shen Datong does not have a golden finger, he would not believe it at all.

Can Goldfinger die so many times?
In short, everything has to be done slowly.

Thinking of this, Lin Lang slowly retreated, and touched the fine sweat on his forehead.

Shen Datong's meridians were severely blocked, so it was quite exhausting to examine his general body.

"Master, how is it?" Shen Datong asked hastily.

Lin Lang shook his head and said, "Your aptitude is worse than the average person, and there are only three paths before you."

"Which three paths?" Shen Datong had an ominous premonition.

Lin Lang sat across from Shen Datong, and said: "The first way, I will teach you the Maoshan mental method, but with your aptitude, you should not be able to develop mana.

The second way, you give up cultivating the Tao and be an ordinary person with peace of mind. "

Shen Datong's face was ashamed, and he did not give up: "Then what about the third way?"

(End of this chapter)