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The world of people coming and going, how many unfortunate people are constantly climbing and suffering, how many ups and downs, how many joys and sorrows, how many joys and sorrows, how many joys and sorrows, to form this world of thousands of feet, and endless disasters.

That figure is tall and tall!

That figure is like a pillar of heaven!

That figure, fatherly love is infinite!

That figure was hazy in tears!

Wang Ziteng was mixed with thoughts. He knew that his father went out to write Spring Festival couplets yesterday and did not make any money, so he came out early in the morning to look for other jobs. However, he never thought that his father came out to do such a job.

A bag of rice is more than one hundred kilograms, not heavy!

But if you carry the rice with ten bags, twenty bags, thirty bags, fifty bags, it will be very heavy.

Especially for a person who has never worked hard, such a workload can almost crush a person.

However, my father in this life gritted his teeth and kept loading and unloading along with the abortion. How persistence does this mean to make his father endure such suffering.

Wang Ziteng couldn't bear to look back, and was unwilling to take a look, let alone walk over and let his father stop.

This is the effort and sweat that a father sheds in order to support a family. This is proud and proud.

Holding something, Wang Ziteng walked back and sweared in his heart: "One day, I will let you be a happy person, a happy person, a person who can stand up and be respected in the village. You will never have to go through the wind, frost, rain, or struggle again."

Money is a person's courage. Only money can make people feel confident, and only money can make people be majestic. Without money, there is nothing.

Money can make the devil push the mill, money can rise to the top, money can reach the world, money can practice Taoism and become immortals, a penny can stump heroes, and without money, everything is empty talk.

Perhaps, money is not difficult, but without money, it is absolutely impossible.

Never before, Wang Ziteng took money so seriously.

"I want to have money, I want to have a lot of money. Dad, I will never have to suffer such sin again, Dad, I will never have to suffer such suffering again. I will let him live his life, and I will make him happy."

The voice in my heart roared, like a torrent, constantly stimulating in the depths of my soul.

Wang Ziteng tightened his fists, took a deep breath, and suppressed the tears in his eyes.

"I have not yet cried through the "Yangguan" and I have more meals after the rest of my fame and fortune. The water floats in the sky and sends endless trees, and burys half of the mountain with rain and clouds.

There are thousands of regrets in the past and present, but only separation and reunion are joys and sorrows? The river head is not filled with evil, and it is difficult to walk on other people!”

A majestic and tragic ballad was heard with a crisp and pleasant ringtone!

When Wang Ziteng opened his eyes, he saw a Taoist priest, holding a long banner in one hand and a small bell in the other, shaking the bells and singing while walking.

"So he is a Taoist priest!"

Wang Ziteng didn't care and turned around and left.

"The young man in front, please walk slowly."

When Taoist Luotuo saw Wang Ziteng, his eyes lit up, he walked a few steps in a hurry, and sang, "Wuliang Tianzun, this young master, I am polite."

Prince Teng replied: "Real person, what's wrong?"

Taoist Luotuo said: "This young man, have you encountered something unusual in recent days? I see that you are surrounded by demonic aura, so you must have encountered first-class monsters and monsters."

He glanced at Wang Ziteng's arm and then moved his eyes away.

"Is this snake not a goblin?"

Wang Ziteng also suspected that the little green snake on his arm was a fairy, but judging from the appearance of this Taoist priest, that's not the case.

"Real person, you are joking. In the past few days, except for meeting an extremely divine eagle when I went up the mountain to collect herbs, I have not encountered any strange things. How could there be evil spirits? Have you read it wrong?"

"Haha, I have something to tell you, there are so many people here, young master, are you willing to go to a secluded place with me?"

After the Taoist Luotuo said that, he left with a smile without waiting for Wang Ziteng to agree. With one move, he was dozens of meters away. With a few shaking times, his body was already a hundred meters away.

"So awesome!"

Wang Ziteng knew that he had met Yi Ren, and was also worried about the eagle and did not dare to miss this opportunity. If the eagle was really an old monster, he would be in danger of his life.

Pushing away the crowd, Wang Ziteng carried the things and chased them, but the little green snake on his arm had a hint of fear in his eyes, trembling on Wang Ziteng's arm.

Wang Ziteng was anxious to chase the Taoist priest, but he did not notice the strangeness of the little green snake.

Taoist Luotuo was ahead and took a step forward. Even if he was more than ten meters away, the people next to him could not see anything special. Wang Ziteng was secretly surprised by the Taoist's magical powers. He kept chasing him and rushed to the foot of a mountain outside the market.

At the foot of the mountain, everything is silent, the white clouds are vast, and the old Taoist priest leans alone against the west wind, facing the sky.

"Real person!"

Wang Ziteng ran all the way. Even though the young man was strong and strong, he couldn't help but panting, sweating all over his body. He took a few breaths of heavy breaths and calmed down his violent heartbeat.

Looking at the old Taoist priest, he bowed slightly, and stood there motionless, waiting for the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest turned around, stared at Wang Ziteng, and said, "You are trustworthy. There are also monsters and monsters in this world."

Of course, Wang Ziteng believed it. He just obtained a medical immortal inheritance yesterday. It clearly stated that people can live forever through practice.

Since there can be immortal monks, of course there are monsters and monsters.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ziteng nodded.

"If you believe it, this will be easy."

The old Taoist priest said: "If the eagle you said is right, it should be a fairy who has accumulated a lot of years. It has left a breath on you and will come to you at any time. I see that there is a clear light on your head. It should be because of the great virtues of your ancestors and their lives should not be lost, so they brought you here. If you don't believe in the old Taoist, even if you bring you here, it will be useless."

Although Wang Ziteng believed that this world was different from his own world, and there should be monsters and monsters, he suddenly heard someone say that there were monsters in this world, but Wang Ziteng was stunned. He felt that the world was a little bizarre and full of mystery. Then a strong interest in exploring the mystery of this world arose from the depths of his heart.

"Real person, I have fought with that eagle before. It should not be a fairy. The fairy should be able to spread sand and dust, overturn the rivers and seas, and have great magical powers. How can I fight with a fairy as a mortal?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "A family that does good will have good fortune, and a family that does evil will have good fortune. Your ancestors have done many good deeds, and their virtues are vast, and they can help future generations and descendants, making some evil magic and evil magic difficult to be effective on you. Besides, that eagle is just a fairy. By chance, if you open up your wisdom and cultivate into a monster, what kind of magic can you know, naturally you can only hurt people by relying on your own body."

"However, I think the eagle spirit has formed a golden elixir and can transform into a human form, but I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

"Golden Pill?"

Wang Ziteng is not unfamiliar with this word. In his heart, he is familiar with endless novels and certainly knows what a golden elixir is. But he never thought that there are really demons who can cultivate the golden elixir.

Isn’t the golden elixir the supreme way?

"The golden elixir is the golden elixir of the great way. If you are not a practitioner, you naturally don't know."

The old Taoist priest said, "I have a wooden thousand-year-old peach wood sword here. It has been with me for a long time and is contaminated with spirituality. It is good at subduing demons and demons. If you take it back and keep it at home, you should be able to help you overcome this difficulty."

"Can you do it?"
Chapter completed!