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"Old Immortal? You're not mistaken, I remember you are not superstitious." Zhang Cong was obviously also surprised.

He didn't expect that his friend, who has always been a high-tech player and an absolute atheist, would now start talking about old gods.

"What's superstitious? You haven't seen the tricks of the old gods. If you saw them, you'd be more impressed than me!" Fang Ziming looked anxious, he couldn't wait to go in.

"Okay, let's go and have a look." Zhang Cong also became a little interested.

He has never seen this friend of his who would speak for a person like this, which should be interesting.

Seeing that Zhang Cong agreed, Fang Ziming turned his head and walked inside. Zhang Cong and Hua Xiaochen couldn't keep up with him.

Fortunately, someone came out to take them, and the security guards would not block their way, so they entered the courtyard gate of the villa smoothly.

"This kid, I don't know when he got involved in these messy things." Zhang Cong explained to Hua Xiaochen helplessly.

He felt that Hua Xiaochen would not believe in gods or not.

After all, genius doctors don't believe in these things. Doctors and so-called gods have always been at odds.

"That's really hard to say, the world is so big, there are so many wonders." Hua Xiaochen smiled indifferently.

The person who can get so many people to come to watch, even if he is not a god, must have some special means, and he is really interested.

"Anyway, I think that a person who will be in front of so many people is at best a monkey showman, not a god." Zhang Cong still looked dismissive.

He is not a fool, if he is really a fairy, how could he invite such a large group of people to perform?

This can only show that this so-called immortal is very ambitious.

However, with the heart of fame and fame, can he still be regarded as a god?
Zhang Cong thinks it doesn't count.

However, neither of them minded to take a look, since they were idle anyway.

Seeing so many luxury cars parked outside, one knew that the so-called old fairy must have some tricks, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to attract so many people, and they also wanted to know the tricks of the fairy.

The two walked into the villa, and as soon as they entered, they saw the hall of the villa. The hall was not too big, only sixty to seventy square meters, much smaller than You Yongyi's living room of more than one hundred square meters.

However, there are quite a few people in this hall now, and everyone formed a circle, stretching their necks and looking into the middle.

Fang Ziming, who went to pick up Zhang Cong just now, was also at the end of the crowd, but his figure was too thin. Standing in the back, he really couldn't see the middle of the situation, scratching his head and jumping up and down anxiously.

But he was a little witty, seeing that he couldn't squeeze in, he even pulled a chair from the side, then stood on the chair, stretched his neck, and looked into the middle.

"This guy has some skills and is so attractive." Zhang Cong didn't expect to see such a scene.

Look at those people around, although they can only see the back or side, but from the clothes, watches and leather shoes of these people, it can be seen that everyone is either rich or expensive.

Besides, there were also some elegantly dressed or youthful and beautiful women who were also crowded in the crowd, squeezed tightly with the men, but didn't complain at all about being eaten tofu.

All these situations can show that the performance in the field is really a very attractive performance.

"Yes, but we won't be able to see it either." Hua Xiaochen also smiled wryly.

He wants to see, of course it is very easy, with his skill, whether it is to squeeze in or jump in, it is very simple.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't seem too unusual.

Just when the two of them were considering whether to stand on chairs like Fang Ziming did, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and Fang Ziming, who was standing at the end, was overwhelmed by the scattered crowd and fell to the ground.

But he didn't care about his fall, he got up again and squeezed into the crowd again, as if he was afraid that he might miss something.

However, after the crowd dispersed, Hua Xiaochen also saw the person in the middle of the crowd. It was an old man with white hair and a childlike face, wearing a simple Taoist robe, and he looked quite fairy-like.

This old boy really has some skills!
Hua Xiaochen discovered that this old Taoist priest was extremely powerful, probably not inferior to ordinary god-level masters.

With such strength, it is not surprising that people regard him as a god.

But what Hua Xiaochen didn't understand was what this old Taoist was performing that made so many people scramble to watch it.

Is it to show strength?
Should not be!

A person with real strength will definitely not show his strength all the time, that would really be like playing a monkey.

Hua Xiaochen was still thinking, the old Taoist priest had already walked out of the crowd and walked towards a corner of the living room.

The others followed him step by step, as if afraid of missing a tiny movement of his.

After the old Taoist reached the corner of the hall, he stood on the spot and began to pace, sometimes walking three steps to the left, sometimes taking four steps to the right, back and forth, not knowing what he was doing.

Hua Xiaochen and Zhang Cong also followed. Zhang Cong looked a little impatient when he saw the old Taoist priest walking around: "There are so many people, are they just watching this old man walking around?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a lot of people looking over, and everyone's eyes were very unfriendly.

Zhang Cong knew that he might have said something wrong. The old Taoist priest had a very high status in the minds of these people. They obviously refused to slander the old Taoist priest.

However, what he didn't expect was that not only those people, but even Hua Xiaochen scolded him in a low voice.

"Don't talk nonsense! This old man's footwork is very particular, and it's not something ordinary people can do!"

Zhang Cong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Hua Xiaochen would have a very good opinion of this old Taoist priest, which surprised him.

But seeing Hua Xiaochen's serious face, he stopped talking.

Anyway, whether the old Taoist is good or not, it has nothing to do with him.

Hua Xiaochen watched the old Taoist pacing there very seriously, he no longer had the same intentions as he did when he first read the joke.

This old Taoist priest is definitely a man of great ability.

Moreover, this old Taoist priest was the first person he met, and in a certain way, he absolutely crushed him!
The old Taoist walked back and forth for about 3 minutes, finally stopped, closed his eyes again, and kept counting with his right hand. After a while, he let out a long sigh.

"Hey! If you came to me about this matter earlier, there might be hope. But now, it's too late. The goal you want to achieve is already unattainable. You should make other plans earlier!"