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Chen Menghan looked indifferent. She turned to Chen Feng and said, "Grandpa, are there any real Taoists in Wudang Mountain?"

Chen Menghan trusted Chen Feng very much.

The treacherous things Chen Feng said were finally confirmed.

Chen Feng asked: "Maybe there are real Taoists."

Chen Feng was in the late Yuan Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, and in Wudang Mountain.

At that time, there was a sect called Wudang in Wudang Mountain, and the people in it were all orthodox practitioners.

The person who impressed Chen Feng the most was Zhang Sanfeng, who had been practicing as a mortal for 212 years.

That's already a big deal.

At that time, Chen Feng and Zhang Sanfeng were good friends and they discussed Taoism. Chen Feng was the leader of Wudang Sect after Zhang Sanfeng.

After only serving for a short time, Chen Feng handed over the position of sect leader to others, and then disappeared.

In Chen Feng's eyes, there must be traces of Taoism on Wudang Mountain.

"Grandpa, have you ever seen a real immortal cultivator? Can this Taoist priest really fly into the sky like in the TV series?"

Chen Menghan looked at Lin Yi with some confusion.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is what this Taoist priest looks like. He is usually a practitioner and very powerful.

Chen Feng pondered for a moment and then said: "If you are an orthodox Taoist in Taoism, you have been practicing martial arts since childhood, your physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, and you can climb on the cliff, that is just the beginning."

What Chen Feng said is true.

In ancient times, there were many strange people and strangers, and Chen Feng saw many of them.

This is especially true for Taoism, where people have practiced since childhood and trained their muscles and muscles.

Although it is not as powerful as the legend, it still has power far beyond ordinary people.

Climbing over walls and cutting bricks are all the foundation.

At this moment, everyone in Chen Menghan's live broadcast room was overwhelmed by Chen Feng's sarcasm.

"Anchor, your grandpa is trying to show off his affection. What does flying to the sky and escaping from the earth mean?"

"I guess it was your grandfather's book that gave you the illusion."

"I think what this young man said makes sense. It is said that Zhang Sanfeng has been 212 years old and has developed a very powerful set of Tai Chi."

"The rumors are false. It is said that there are ten scorching suns in the sky, and nine of them were knocked down by a strong man. Is this true?"

"It's a joke. You can also climb mountains and ridges. Let those cultivators give it a try. I'll see if they sprain their legs."

Of course, the people present would not believe what Chen Feng said.

But this is the fact.

Today's human beings rely on technology, but their physical fitness is constantly declining.

What's more, in Taoism, in order to survive, it is replaced by commerce. Some Taoist priests even started live broadcasts and shouted 666 to the camera.

Of course, those Taoisms are all fake, but they can also make people lose interest in Taoism.

When Chen Menghan saw this comment, she couldn't help curling her lips. She didn't want to argue with these people.

To her, what Chen Feng said was true.

Not long after, the two of them boarded a large tourist attraction.

Many people come, some come to Wudang Mountain for tourism, and some come for Taoism.

While walking, Chen Feng and others saw a temple.

However, when Chen Feng walked to this dojo, he was stunned.

"Don't miss this opportunity. I am the consecrator of the monk. Ten yuan for each, three for twenty yuan, and three sticks of incense. I will give you whatever you want."

"The wooden sword used by Wudang Taoist Master to kill demons is definitely genuine. One to three, that's it."

"Tourists, if you have to wait in line, you have to wait for one to two hours. I have a shortcut for 10 yuan. You don't have to wait in line."

In front of the Taoist temple, there was a huge crowd.

This is not a Taoist holy land, it is simply a lively market.

Chen Feng's face darkened.

As the second-generation leader of the Wudang Sect, Chen Feng could be said to be the one who single-handedly cultivated Wudang Mountain Taoism. However, Taoism was in such decline, which made him very annoyed.

What's more, Chen Feng is somewhat familiar with this dojo.

This place used to be a place for worshiping mortals under the Wudang sect. However, it has been repaired several times and has long been changed beyond recognition.

Chen Menghan was also stunned at this time.

In her imagination, the Taoism in Wudang Mountain was a peaceful place. Although it was not very noble, it could definitely be regarded as an ordinary market.

Is this also true for Taoism?

In the live broadcast room, there was a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, it's so funny. The enlightened things of Buddhism were actually sent to Taoism to worship three elders? This is the so-called 'reciprocating a favor'."

"Live broadcast, look, you think so, how can there be any immortal cultivators in this world?"

"I suddenly realized that you are still too naive. Stop reading those books and go out and practice more."

"Sure enough, I came to Wudang Mountain before, and a bottle of mineral water cost five yuan a bottle, and I almost drank all my saliva."

"Most scenic spots are lies. If you don't come, I won't believe it."

Chen Feng took Chen Menghan into the temple.

As soon as he entered, Chen Feng saw many tourists burning incense and paying money for incense at Sanqing Temple.

Chen Feng couldn't help feeling a little sad. If this temple could still be as prosperous as it is now, then the current situation would not be so bad.

But Chen Feng also knew that most of the people present were here to watch the fun, and it was difficult for them to have faith. ..