"He said he has no chance with me?" A trace of anger flashed in Zhou Zheng's eyes, "It seems that I have to go there myself."
Within a few days, Zhou Zheng found a reason to leave Beijing smoothly.
Qian Yan was a little interested in the master, so he kept staring.
Three months later, Zhou Zheng arrived at the place where the master was, which was a deep mountain and old forest. There was a small Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, which was extremely deserted.
There are only two people in the Taoist temple, one old and one young.
This Taoist temple is called Jishangguan, the temple owner is named Wuzhen, and the child is his disciple, named Wenxing.
When Zhou Zheng arrived, the whole family seemed to know that he was coming, and there was no surprise at all.
Taoist Wu Zhen looked helplessly at the child beside him who was full of persistence and unwilling to leave. He touched Wenxing's head and said, "Disciple, you can't even think of leaving now."
After asking about the attire of the little Taoist boy named Xing, after hearing this, he just turned his head away, but his hands only grasped the robe of Taoist Wu Zhen.
Taoist Wu Zhen sighed: "In that case, let's see if our master and disciple can be lucky enough to encounter a glimmer of hope."
"Master is not worried about leaving you alone."
Zhou Zheng heard this, and Qian Yan, who was paying attention to him at all times, naturally heard it too. She was slightly surprised that this Taoist Wu Zhen did have some ability and could even predict that he had a glimmer of hope.
If there is no mistake, that glimmer of vitality is her.
"Are you the Taoist Master Wu Zhen from Jishangguan?" Zhou Zheng said with a smile on his face, "The Taoist Master does have some skills, and he even counted on me."
"In that case, why didn't the Taoist priest leave early?"
Taoist Wu Zhen didn't answer, but looked at Zhou Zheng's face and said, "Sir, we have no chance. What you want is not something that a poor Taoist can achieve. You'd better find someone better."
In fact, he didn't leave because he figured that he had a slim chance of survival if he stayed here. He had no chance of leaving the Taoist temple, so he decided to take a gamble. He accidentally showed some skills and caused trouble, but he didn't care about it and suffered for his disciples.
If it weren't for this little disciple, he might have committed suicide long ago. The person in front of him was not a kind person.
Qian Yan now remembered that Shi Yihe had also had a master and disciple of Wuzhen Taoist in his life. He just heard it from Zhou Zheng. That day, when Zhou Zheng's men came to report, they had already seen the unruly Taoist disciple from Jishangguan.
The wise master and apprentice solved it.
"This man is really a sinner." Shi Yihe said disdainfully.
"Master Wu Zhen, why don't you think about it for a few more days?" Zhou Zheng's face seemed gentle, but in fact his eyes were cold, which was a warning.
Taoist Wu Zhen held the little Taoist boy Wen Xing and shook his head: "I really can't do anything about Prince An's matter."
Even if he had the ability, he would not help this person. If he did, he would be committing evil.
Zhou Zheng was angry and his tone became colder: "Does Master Wu Zhen really want to be like this?" He looked at Wen Xing, "If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your disciples. He looks like he is only five years old.
There is also a great life..."
"Prince An, please go. There is no need to threaten Master with me." Wen Xing held his head high, not afraid, but Zhou Zheng was annoyed.
He clenched his fists. After testing just now, he also knew that this Taoist Wu Zhen was capable, but had no immortal skills. If the opponent was as powerful as Shi Qianyan, he probably wouldn't even be able to enter the Supreme Temple.
Seeing that the other party is good at divination, I wanted to recruit him. If he is so ignorant, don't blame him for being ruthless.
"Master Wu Zhen, do you really not think about it anymore?"
This time, Wu Zhen Taoist stopped talking.
Zhou Zheng was annoyed. He had lived a life of extreme frustration, and even a little stinking Taoist priest dared to look down on him.
He turned around and raised his hand: "Let's deal with it."
If you can't be used by him, then die.
Taoist Wuzhen sighed, he knew some martial arts, but it was not enough in front of these guards.
He grabbed his little disciple and closed his eyes.
At this moment, a strong wind blew in the Taoist temple.