Although the young lady often calls gods and goddesses, none of you have ever seen a real god. Who knows whether it is real or fake? Besides, how can gods descend to earth so easily?

However, in the past six months, my young lady has gone up the mountain many times and been thrown off by the gods on the mountain. Every time she arrived at the Ding Mansion Courtyard with ease, everyone saw it with their own eyes and has become accustomed to it now.

Now suddenly a young man appears and flies the old housekeeper Ding An into the sky with a wave of his hand. His magical power is almost the same as throwing the young lady back into the air every day. If this is not a god, then what is a god?

Therefore, everyone, including Ding An, knelt down in fear.

"Fairy, fairy!"

"The real person is on top, the villain is bowing down."

"My God, I will kowtow to you."

More than a dozen servants of the Ding Mansion knelt on the ground, and it was very spectacular. Seeing this, Ding Xiang couldn't help but pick the hair in front of her forehead with her left hand again, then put her hands on her hips and said proudly: "I just said

Well, of course I invited gods!"

Mrs. Ding could no longer hide at this time. She strode out with a few maids and made a woman's salute to Chen Zhao. Her tone was very respectful: "Disciple meets the immortal, I wonder what I call this immortal?"

Chen Zhao looked over and saw that this person had a graceful demeanor and the bearing of a superior. His eyes looking at Ding Xiang were full of doting and helplessness, and he knew that this was Mrs. Ding in the original drama who was good at managing the household and teaching her daughter well.

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Of course, in fact, it is not that there is no way to teach girls, it is just that there is no way to deal with children with rebellious psychology in adolescence.

Chen Zhao waved his hand and said, "Mrs. Ding, there is no need to be polite. Everyone, please get up."

He waved his hand, and Mrs. Ding immediately felt an extremely gentle force lifting her up, and straightened her waist involuntarily.

Then, the housekeepers and servants who were kneeling on the ground all stood up involuntarily. Like Mrs. Ding, they all felt a gentle force lifting them up.

This time, everyone became more convinced and firmly believed that Chen Zhao was an immortal.

Chen Zhao chuckled and said, "I am Chen Zhao, a qigong master from Zhongnan Mountain. I used to follow Emperor Zhenwu and learned a few things, but I can't be called a god."

"Qi Refiner?" Ding Xiang was very curious and asked quickly.

Chen Zhao glanced at her and said: "Miss Ding, you are not really interested in seeking immortality. You are just a naughty young man who likes to hunt for novelties. But you come from a wealthy family. Although you cannot be said to be an heir of poetry and books, Ding

If such a big family business is handed down to an ignorant young man like you in the future, wouldn’t it break the hearts of my parents?”

Ding Xiang said quickly: "Master, I don't want to inherit the Ding family's property, I just want to be a god."

"It's a joke. If you can't even inherit the family business, how can you talk about becoming an immortal? Then the Dragon King of the East China Sea is Si Yu's true god. Doesn't it mean that his family is extremely wealthy and has all kinds of rare treasures?"

"Ah... this?" Ding Xiang was speechless.

Mrs. Ding was overjoyed when she heard this, and felt that what this god said could not be more correct.

Although Dingxiang is a daughter's family, the Ding family's wealth cannot be lost. Even if Dingxiang has a marriage contract with Liu Chenxiang, she can still recruit her as a son-in-law. How can Dingxiang say that the Ding family's property has been passed down for generations?

Just give up?

Rich families have been well-fed and clothed since childhood, and when they grow up, they have to inherit the family business. This is their responsibility and obligation.

Do you want to become an immortal? Have you considered your family?

Xie An, a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was very talented and beautiful. When he was famous, there was a saying, "If you don't put a stone in place, what will happen to the people?" However, he did not want to be an official and lived in seclusion in Dongshan with his prostitutes. How free and easy was he?

But once something happened to the family, his elder brother died of illness, his younger brother was defeated and demoted, and the family was in turmoil, Xie An was obliged to make a comeback and support the family.

So Mrs. Ding stepped forward and asked: "Chen Xianzhang, would you like to ask Ding Xiang if this child can learn from immortality and run a family at the same time?"

Chen Zhao nodded and replied: "Of course. It is said that a person can ascend to heaven with a chicken or a dog. If Ding Xiang really learns the immortal way in the future, he will not be able to bring prosperity to the family. Even in the immortal world, he will be shameless."

Now Mrs. Ding was overjoyed and couldn't help but nod her head. She thought to herself: "This immortal understands the truth. I have told you so many times that you don't listen. Now that the immortal has said this, let's see what else you can do!"

"Oh, Master!"

Ding Xiang hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Chen Zhao's sleeve and said: "This disciple sincerely asks for immortality. Master asked me to inherit the family business, so I will inherit it."

She paused and then asked quickly: "May I ask Master, what is a Qi Refiner?"

Chen Zhao stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "The so-called Qi refiners are of course those who cultivate immortality. The so-called seizing the creation of the heaven and earth, collecting the essence of the sun and the moon, soaring into the clouds and mists, calling the wind and rain, and subduing demons and demons are all for refining Qi."

He glanced at Ding Xiang: "If you study seriously and know some poetry, you will never know the meaning of Qi Refiner."

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Chen Zhao was teaching Ding Xiang a lesson, and Mrs. Ding winked at Ding An, and the two of them walked under a tree and whispered in a low voice.

"Ding An, look at this man, is he really a god?"

Although Mrs. Ding was in charge of the family business and was decisive in killing this baby, she was unable to do anything about this precious problem. At this moment, she was at a loss, so she asked her confidant butler Ding An.

"Back to Madam, after half a lifetime, I dare not say that I have seen through many people. It doesn't matter whether the person in front of me is a god or not, but he knows some magic and what he says seems to be right, but this one is true."

Mrs. Ding nodded and said: "I just knelt down and saluted him. He was far away from me. I raised my hand slightly and I felt a soft force lifting me up. I guess it must be magic. This is fake.

No."

"Madam, it is clear that when he waved his hand just now, I flew into the sky. As soon as he waved his hand, all of us who were kneeling stood up involuntarily. This is definitely not something that can be performed by a magician."

Ding An muttered.

After a pause, he continued: "Madam, I have an idea, I don't know whether to say it or not."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mrs. Ding said: "You don't need to hide it in front of me, you just say it."

Ding An nodded and said: "Madam, you see, since the young lady has really made this magician a god, we are lucky enough to go with the flow and offer him as a god. Anyway, it's not far off."

"If he really knows how to make wind and rain, soar into the clouds and mist, teach the young lady three moves and two moves to calm her mind, so that she won't run up the mountain at every turn."

That's what Mrs. Ding meant. She was just not sure whether Chen Zhao was a god or not. Seeing that her confidant Ding An said this, she breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "It's good. This way, she can put her mind at home, which is better than

Strong in everything."

"As long as she can stay at home for a day, the house will be peaceful for a day. I'm also worried. She runs to the mountains from time to time. Sooner or later, something will happen."

Not to mention where the master and the servant were quarreling over Fang Ding, Ding Xiang heard that Chen Zhao could soar into the clouds, call the wind and rain, and subjugate demons. She was overjoyed and said, "Isn't this the method of gods? It seems that she is not wrong."

Immediately, he knelt down on his knees, raised his hands and saluted: "Please ask the gods to accept you as your disciple, and ask the real person to accept you as your disciple!"

Seeing that Chen Zhao was silent, he stretched out a finger and said: "If the real person is willing to accept me as his disciple, my Ding family is willing to pay one hundred taels of silver every month. If not, then two hundred taels..."

"Wait a minute!" Chen Zhao stopped Ding Xiang from raising the price of his apprenticeship and asked calmly: "Ding Xiang, do you know the value of one hundred taels of silver?"

"Today, the maximum yield per mu is only two dan, and one tael of silver can buy four dan of grain."

"A private school teacher in Huayin County has an annual salary of only three taels of silver. It is said that your Ding family has ten thousand acres of farmland, and their annual output is only five hundred taels of silver."

"Ding Xiang, you don't even know this basic common sense, how can you become an immortal when you talk about one hundred and two hundred taels of silver?"

Chen Zhao looked at Ding Xiang and said lightly.
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