A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

"Why are you so stubborn!"

Seeing Jiang Chen stepping forward, the young Taoist priest immediately reprimanded him angrily.

Jiang Chen's complexion did not change, but his gaze had already moved away from the young Taoist priest.

He stared intently at the flat boat that fell on the river behind the young Taoist priest.

On the leafy boat, an elderly Taoist priest with white hair and beard was slowly approaching here with a nearly blackened mahogany sword in his hand.

Jiang Chen took a closer look and found that the elderly Taoist priest was a fourth-level powerhouse.

That is the Golden Core Realm of Taoism.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing that Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to him, the young Taoist frowned.

Following Jiang Chen's gaze, it was instantly like being struck by lightning.

I saw that the master of my Taoist temple had already gone down the river in a flat boat at some point.

Now it is only a hundred feet away from me.

It won't be long before it lands.

"It's over."

"It's over."

"If you were told to run earlier, you don't run."

"Now that the temple master is here, you can't run away even if you want to!"

The young Taoist looked at Jiang Chen and muttered.

You must know that the master of his temple is the most severe among the 72 temples of northern Taoism.

It is rumored that a Buddhist monk brought his novice monks into this place to teach the Dharma.

Forcibly killed by his own viewer, he ran away with his head in his arms.

In the end, he even threatened that if he saw a Buddhist in the territory of the northern Taoist school again.

He must be killed with the three-foot mahogany sword in his hand.

This matter has nothing to do with Northern Taoism, it only concerns him!
"Is this the temple master you speak of?"

"It doesn't look like that."

Listening to the words of the young Taoist priest, Jiang Chen spoke slowly.

Originally, he thought that the temple master mentioned by the young Taoist priest would be someone with hands and eyes.

I didn't expect that the strength in front of me was just an old man in the Taoist Jindan realm.

If it was in the past, I might be a little afraid of facing such a strong man.

But now he is the seventh realm of physical sanctification!
Although the real realm is only an eight-star ancient beast master, it also has a combat power comparable to that of the seventh realm.

In his current eyes, everything below the seventh level is ants.

To say that ants seem too absolute.

After all, the masters of the sixth realm dominate China.

Then those below the sixth level are all ants in his eyes.

Yes, that's right, very rigorous.

"But so?"

The young Taoist priest who heard Jiang Chen's words was startled.

You must know that there are 72 Taoist temples in northern Taoism, which correspond to 72 caves in Taoism.

And the Taoist temple he is in is one of them.

And his temple master is No.72 among the 1 Taoist temples in the north!
The strength has reached the fourth realm of nine stars!

It is only one step away from the fifth realm!
If the master of the temple enters the fifth realm, he can leave the 72 Taoist temples and go directly to the 36 blessed lands of Taoism to work!
The reason why Taoism stands in the north does not fall.

It is because of the support of 72 caves and 36 blessed places.

On top of these 72 caves and 36 blessed places is the ancestral home of Taoism!

Anyone who can enter the ancestral family of Taoism must be a strong person in the sixth realm.

It is rumored that there are still ancestors in the seventh realm in the Taoist ancestral family.

As long as it is true or false, this is not a secret that a little Taoist like him can know.

"Is he strong?"

In Jiang Chen's eyes, this temple master is indeed not strong.

At the very least, compared with himself, he is not considered strong at all.

"In the eyes of the benefactor, how dare Pindao pretend to be powerful."

"Pimpedao is just a comprehension of Taoist techniques, so he has reached this level."

"It's just a far cry from the donor."

Just when the young Taoist priest was about to refute, a dull old voice came from the dragging river.

At some point, a small boat that was hundreds of feet away from this place had landed.

The old temple master with white beard and hair slowly walked three steps away from Jiang Chen and the young Taoist before standing still.

"Meet the Lord!"

The young Dao Shi was frightened for a while.

Hastily bowed to the elderly temple master.

The latter nodded lightly, and said slowly: "You step aside first, and the poor have something to say to this benefactor."

Hearing this, the young Taoist priest hurriedly nodded and left the place in a hurry.

Said to step aside, but how dare he really step aside.

The meaning of my own temple master is clearly to let him leave this place!
He is a smart man.

Know what to listen to and what not to listen to.

Seeing the young Taoist priest running away in a panic, Jiang Chen couldn't help but chuckle.

He opened his mouth to the elderly temple master and said, "You, a disciple of the temple, do have some roots of wisdom."

Hearing this, the elderly temple master shook his head slightly and said, "This son's thoughts are mixed, and it's embarrassing to use."

Jiang Chen shook his head and said, "I don't think so."

"Although this son's foundation is extremely poor, he has a pure mind, and he can be regarded as promising in the future."

"As for the distance traveled, that's another matter."

As soon as this remark came out, the elderly temple master nodded and said, "That's true."

Then he turned his eyes to Jiang Chen, and asked the latter: "The 72nd Temple of Northern Taoism in Pindao, the first temple master, Yu Xingrui, has met the benefactor."

"Dare to ask the benefactor's name?"

Jiang Chen looked at this old man named Yu Xingrui, said with a smile, "Jiang Chen."

"Jiang Chen?"

The elderly temple master Yu Xingrui muttered in his mouth, and shook his head after a long time.

Obviously never heard the name.

But this is not surprising, after all, although Jiang Chen is powerful, his reputation is not obvious.

Even though Hangcheng under the jurisdiction of the Taoist Association is quite famous, it is not enough to spread to the northern Taoists.

Yu Xingrui, the master of the first 72 temples of northern Taoism, has never heard of it, and it is reasonable.

"Forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant, I have never heard of the name of the benefactor."

Yu Xingrui is also an honest person.

If you haven't heard it, you haven't heard it.

He will not be like those ordinary people who have never heard of it, but still say words that have long been admired.

Jiang Chen smiled calmly, waved his hands and said, "I don't have much reputation, it's normal that Guanzhu Yu has never heard of it."

Yu Xingrui looked at Jiang Chen, and said after a long time: "Although the benefactor is not well-known, his level of strength is beyond the reach of poor Taoists."

"Even if he is so close to the benefactor, Pindao still can't detect what level the benefactor has reached."

Yu Xingrui, as the number one master of the Northern Taoist 72 Views, he has been sizing up Jiang Chen since he got off the boat.

It's just that even if he is only one step away from the fifth realm, it is still difficult to see where Jiang Chen's realm has reached.

But one thing is certain, Jiang Chen is absolutely impossible to be an existence below the fifth realm.

After all, you can't even see through yourself.

At worst, Jiang Chen is also a fifth-level powerhouse.

Maybe even stronger!