The Regent's Tender Darling

To prove this, he raised his chin and asked, "Do you have any basis for saying that I am the body of a true dragon?"

"Hahaha, this is destiny. This secret cannot be leaked. If you want to get the basis, your majesty might as well ask yourself." The old Taoist priest said, picking up the bamboo stick and carefully driving the defeated cricket back to the small cage.

And the dead cricket naturally became the cricket's food.

At this time, Yan Anzhi's expression was stunned, and his figure paused, as if he had been shocked by something.

Under the light, this old Taoist priest's temperament is free of dust, and his beard and hair seem to be faintly translucent. This is an immortal!

How could there be a Taoist priest in the Daxiangguo Temple? If he were not an immortal, how could he enter the Daxiangguo Temple?

Looking at the cricket cage under the hands of the old Taoist priest, he felt even more depressed. In this winter, he really had no place to find crickets.

So he said: "Old Taoist Priest, I want to compete with you again!"

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, please." The old Taoist priest did not refuse Yan Anzhi's request, and his tone was very easy-going.

The old Taoist priest's attitude made Yan Anzhi quite satisfied, and he named the cricket that the old Taoist priest had just won.

After coming down several times, Yan Anzhi's cricket was bitten to death again!

And looking at the old Taoist priest's leisurely and contented look, it seemed as if he knew he would win.

Immediately he felt dissatisfied and said: "You choose a cricket for me that will definitely win! If you win this time, it won't count as my win. If you lose, it will count as my win. Then you have to give me the cricket!"

"Hahaha." The hearty laughter of the old Taoist priest was extremely loud in the yard.

After helping Yan Anzhi choose a cricket, in the final result, the cricket chosen by the old Taoist priest for Yan Anzhi won!

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and laughed: "This is God's will."

After several rounds of fighting, there was only one living cricket left in the cage, and the others were all dead, which was a pity.

So he asked: "Old Taoist Master, you have died so many crickets, don't you feel sad?"

If it was his, he would definitely feel heartbroken. After raising so many crickets, all the crickets died in the end, leaving only this one.

I remember that the cricket he had been raising for half a month died, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't eat for several days.

What Yan Anzhi asked was true to the nature of a child. The old Taoist priest took out the last cricket in the cage, looked at it and threw it on the ground.

Just when Yan Anzhi had the idea of ​​picking it up, the old Taoist priest's foot fell on the cricket!

At the same time, the old Taoist priest also responded to Yan Anzhi's question, saying: "To a poor Taoist, everything in this cage is just an ant."

Yan Anzhi's eyes widened. He did not expect that the old Taoist priest would trample the cricket to death, and he was also inexplicably shocked in his heart.

This kind of shock made his heart beat very fast, and his heart seemed very quiet, but also seemed to be surging, like a huge wave washing over him endlessly, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Until the last time he went back, Yan Anzhi still couldn't get over the shock.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of people kneeling and bowing their heads on both sides. They were lowered at his feet, not even daring to raise their heads. Even when he looked down for a long time, the people on the ground began to tremble slightly.

These people are afraid of him because he is the emperor, the Lord of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the emperor of Danan, and... God's will.

Looking at the people at his feet, he was stunned for a moment and then murmured to himself: "They are all ants."

At this moment, he seemed to understand something, what Taiping Taoist said.

To him, everyone in the world is just an ant.