i am an angler

Chapter 99 It's Still Here
The white-haired old man, who looked like half of his body was about to sink into the ground, also laughed along with Du Xiaofan, the smiles piled up on his face, the wrinkles turned into wrinkles.

Like a chrysanthemum.

"Fuck, it's scary in broad daylight, you are."

Du Xiaofan took a step back.

"you!!!"

The beautiful secretary behind the old man finally couldn't hold back anymore, her pretty face was full of anger, frosty, her beautiful eyes stared at Du Xiaofan and said: "Do you know, who are you talking to now?"

"This is Mr. Zheng!"

The beautiful secretary said in a deep voice.

"Hey, Xiaomi, what nonsense are you talking about here again?"

said the old man.

"Old Zheng, you are the chief vice president of the Miscellaneous Studies Association, with a high status, and this Du Xiaofan is just a brat, how can you condescend to me?"

Said the beautiful secretary known as Xiaomi.

"That's a bad word."

Elder Zheng shook his head.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to waste time with you, just tell me, what can I do for you? Hurry up!" Du Xiaofan curled his lips, and found a grand teacher's chair to sit on.

Lifting Erlang's legs, it's quite foolish.

Then he waved to Effila and asked her to massage his shoulders, enjoying it very much.

In the office, everyone looked at each other.

"Amitabha, Donor Du, I came here this time and saw the Buddha's light above the donator's head, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere. It must be related to my Buddha."

The bald old monk among the crowd clasped his hands together and talked eloquently.

"Cut, what Buddha's light shines everywhere, why didn't I see it?"

The Taoist priest holding the dust whisk curled his lips, and said contemptuously: "If you want to recruit, just say it directly. Those who beat around the bush, old Taoists, what I hate the most is the hypocrisy of you monks."

"Amitabha, what the almsgiver said is wrong. As the saying goes, monks don't tell lies, and what the poor monk said is true."

The old monk argued.

"I'm not arguing with you, an old monk, whoever is right has his own opinion."

The old man withdrew his gaze, then turned his head to look at Du Xiaofan, and said, "Du Xiaofan, I saw your video on the Internet."

"You are a martial arts master at such a young age, and your aptitude is against heaven, and I am the branch president of the Taoist Association. This time, I came here all the way to invite you to join the Taoist Association."

"what do you think?"

The old man spoke quickly and asked directly.

"..."

Wei Zhen was silent, originally his branch of Metaphysics Association was in Shiyang Province, he was determined to win Du Xiaofan, but something like that happened just now.

How to make him speak.

Du Xiaofan killed a member of the Metaphysics Association branch in front of him, and he was also the seed type person that Wei Zhen was more optimistic about.

No!

I have already lost Ke Tian, ​​but I can't lose another Du Xiaofan. This time, I will bring Du Xiaofan closer to my Metaphysics Association.

After Wei Zhen pondered, he quickly made a decision.

"Du Xiaofan, as long as you join my Metaphysics Association, then today's quota for 'Daotan' must be yours." Wei Zhen took a deep breath.

Staring at Du Xiaofan, he said decisively.

hiss~~~~
Hearing Wei Zhen's words, everyone's eyes widened. Looking at Wei Zhen, they gasped. They were really shocked.

That's 'Tao Tan'!

The old Taoist and the old monk looked at each other, their hearts sank slightly, and they sighed.

None of them had the courage of Wei Zhen.

You must know that each branch only has three quotas for 'Tao Tan', and these quotas are for their carefully cultivated disciples.

How could this be so, just give it to an 'outsider' casually.

"I'm sorry everyone, let's make a deal."

Wei Zhen was determined to win, and he looked very proud.

"..."

Du Xiaofan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, thinking that you invited me into the association, why didn't you ask my opinion, as if I would definitely join.

Do you want to be so shameless.

"Well... let me ask, what is 'Tao Tan'?"

Seeing Wei Zhen's smug expression, Du Xiaofan finally couldn't help it, and asked involuntarily.

"what?--"

Everyone stared, as if they had seen a ghost, looked at Du Xiaofan, and thought to themselves, you don't even know about 'Tao Tan', do you want to be so ignorant?
"Humph."

The beautiful secretary, Xiaomi, snorted coldly, and the look of contempt in her beautiful eyes was fully revealed.

"..."

Du Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders, saying that I am also helpless.

And Wei Zhen also had a constipated expression on his face.

"Xiao Mi, please tell this Mr. Du Xiaofan."

The old man said lightly.

"Old Zheng..."

Xiaomi was rather unwilling, so she pouted.

Elder Zheng just didn't speak, and Xiaomi was helpless, so she had to explain to Du Xiaofan.

'Tao Tan'.

It is a blessed place of heaven and earth, in a small space, guarded by the four major associations, it will be opened once a year, basically, every time people enter, they will get a great opportunity.

At the very least, the cultivation base will be improved.

Moreover, in the 'Tao Tan', there are some lost exercises and cheats, if you get them, you will reach the sky in one step.

"It looks good."

Du Xiaofan nodded.

"Hmph, it's really cheap for you."

Xiaomi couldn't help but despise her in her heart.

"How is it? Du Xiaofan will definitely not disappoint you by joining my Metaphysics Association."

Wei Zhen said.

"Benefactor Du, the poor monk feels that being able to enter the 'Tao Tan' is not necessarily a good thing. It is full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will fall into danger and even lose your life."

"Although my Buddhist family does not have a quota for 'Tao Tan', we can present a 'Great Return Pill'."

The old monk said again.

"Damn, Monk Smelly, 'Da Huan Dan'? You are ashamed to say it, Da Huan Dan is comparable to the 'Dao Tan' quota. As for the danger, there will be no danger anywhere."

"Practitioners are basically going against the sky, and the mere danger is nothing."

The old Taoist quickly came to dismantle the stage.

"Make a decision quickly."

Wei Zhen said, "Which of our four associations do you want to join?"

"Ahem, President Wei Zhen, wait a minute, I don't want to invite you."

Zheng Laoci said kindly.

"..."

Wei Zhen couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"I think so, this matter will be discussed later, maybe we should welcome the guests."

At this moment, Du Xiaofan said suddenly.

"Guest? What kind of guest?"

Wei Zhen and the others were all taken aback, only Mr. Zheng frowned.

"Several, so elegant."

Buzz! ! !

The sound seemed to be coming from all directions, very three-dimensional, and then, bursts of strange fluctuations appeared, and black mist spread.

In the mist, a figure could be vaguely seen standing tall.

Just standing there gave off a very depressing feeling.

"Slave ghost sect!!!"

Wei Zhen and the others exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)