689: C689 Xinzhenglin

C689 Xinzhenglin

"Humph!" Those experts who disrespect the One Immortal Monastery will suffer sooner or later! " The first person who kowtowed said coldly.2

"The experts will not bestow blessings to them, nor will they form fates with them!"

As a group of extremely pious people, they naturally did not like Han Zhen's attitude. He was also full of disdain towards Han Zhen.

In their eyes, only the most pious of people could obtain the fate of a master.

Their hearts were filled with sincerity, but it was something that had been passed down for a long time. This was also the obsession in their hearts.

Han Zhen just shook his head.

Han Zhen didn't believe this at all.

Nor did they believe that prayer could be changed.

Thus, everyone in front of him was incomparably devout. Only Han Zhen was indifferent and calm.

After taking a few turns on the mountain road, the road in front of them was already extremely rugged. Only then could he see an ancient mountain gate.

Although the mountain gate was old, it still appeared to be incomparably noble.

Han Zhen could see that there were quite a lot of repairs on the wall, but they were done by people with superb skills.

After entering the sect, he found himself facing an ancient pill furnace. It was a bronze pill furnace, but it was obvious that no one had used it for a long time.

Han Zhen could immediately see that the pill furnace was in the shape of a rare yin yang furnace.

Although he wasn't sure about the effects of this pill furnace, just the shape of the Yin Yang furnace was enough to prove that it wasn't an ordinary pill.

Han Zhen was slightly happy.

Surrounding the pill furnace were many people. These people were all dressed neatly, and from a glance, it was obvious that they weren't ordinary people. However, each of them had a prayer mat placed in front of them, and was kneeling on it.

He knelt in the direction of a ruddy old man with flowing sideburns.

Seeing Taoist Priest Zhang bring another group of people, the old man couldn't help but frown, "Little Zhang, why did you bring so many people? Today's fate is gone! "

Hearing that today's fate has disappeared, Chen Kunjie was extremely disappointed, "Taoist Tan, this is the third time we have come here. They held incomparable admiration for the experts of the First Immortal Monastery. I only hope that Taoist Tan can make an exception and save us! "

Chen Kunjie didn't hesitate and took out another bank card from his pocket, "This is one million. If the master can save my wife, I will have another ten million to pay!"

Chen Kunjie's hands were covered in sweat because his wife Xia Yuechan had many black spots on her body, which could not be diagnosed in any hospital. Now, they only had one hope left, the First Immortal Temple!

However, a trace of a sneer appeared on the corner of Taoist Tan's mouth. He extended two fingers of his left hand and clamped the bank card.

Chen Kunjie was overjoyed. As long as the people from the First Immortal Monastery kept the bank card, it meant that Xia Yuechan's illness could be cured.

However, in the next moment, Taoist Tan snapped the bank card in two, "A million, what do you think is the First Immortal's Temple? Is that a place where you can humiliate yourself with a million? "

Adept Tan's tone was harsh.

Even though Chen Kunjie had been working in the mall for years, he had now lost his sense of propriety, "No, no, no! I am only worried about my wife's illness; I do not have any intention to humiliate First Immortal Temple! "

Taoist Tan looked at Xia Yuechan who had changed color behind Chen Kunjie coldly and snorted, "She has been infected by the poison, it is almost as if the parasite is going to enter her brain. If it was not for half a month, she would have died a violent death! "

After hearing what Taoist Tan said, Chen Kunjie became even more terrified, "Please save me, Taoist Tan! I am willing to pay any price! "

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