After all the listeners in this world had left, the Taoist temple fell into silence.

At the end of the sermon, the Supreme Being disappeared. A powerful person like him would not watch everyone leave.

Jiang Changsheng is not in a hurry, no matter how long he stays here, the reality is only a few breaths.

"You have so many great powers, who dare to ask my friend?"

Taishangtian's voice came, Jiang Changsheng turned around and saw that Taishangtian was standing seven steps away. The two of them stood on the edge of the building, facing the wind.

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "I am not a saint, I am just an immortal cultivator who needs your guidance."

Taishangtian narrowed his eyes and said, "I have seen you before. Thousands of years ago, you were beside Xiao and the empress in the Bodhi Buddha Sea."

So clear?

The two of them had no contact with each other at that time.

Jiang Changsheng had to wonder whether this guy was paying close attention to Xiao and the empress?

Even though immortal cultivators have extraordinary memories, how could they remember someone who was next to someone else so clearly thousands of years ago?

Even if you remember, you still need to review your memory.

Could it be that during the sermon, this guy was reminiscing?

Jiang Changsheng was not panicked, since he did not belong to this era anyway.

Taishangtian continued: "Although I am curious about your origin, you possess many great powers, which shows that you and I are fellow-Taoists. In this lecture, you are the only one who can truly embark on the path of creating the Tao. Since

If you are destined to do so and you are a member of the same profession, then I will give you an opportunity."

When Jiang Changsheng heard this, he was immediately happy and said quickly: "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"
Chapter completed!