"If you practice this sutra, it will be enough to lay the solid foundation for you. Even if you practice other sutras in the future, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Thank you, Master!"

Without any hesitation, Song San knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Changming.

Chen Changming did not refuse and accepted the worship calmly.

"My time is limited, I will only stay here for a few months."

He looked at Song San and spoke softly: "In these few months, I will baptize you and open the way for you, and then I will leave."

"In the past few months, if you have any questions about your practice, you can come and ask me."

He spoke like this, and then waved his hand to signal Song San to retreat.

Looking at Chen Changming in front of him, Song San bowed seriously, buckled his head again, and then slowly stepped back and left here.

After a short walk, he arrived outside the room.

Outside the room, the other people looked at him with strange eyes.

They looked Song San up and down, puzzled.

In terms of appearance, apart from being taller and taller, Song San can almost be said to be at the bottom of the list. In terms of intelligence, several people present thought they were no worse than him.

Why did the immortal look at him differently?

They were puzzled and looked at Song San with deep doubts in their eyes.

But there is no doubt that after this incident, Song San's status among everyone was invisibly elevated.

This matter even reached the ears of Song Heng and others, which also made them pay more attention to Song San. They felt that he probably had some fate with the immortal leader, so he was able to take him so seriously.

In this way, time passed slowly, and a few days passed quickly.

In the past few days, some of the spiritual materials requested by Chen Changming have been gathered.
Chapter completed!