In the money borrowing program, my identity as the richest man was exposed

"Please, light a cigarette for me, I don't have anything on hand right now."

An old man suddenly spoke.

"Let's go, let's open the shop. The price is written on it. It's ten yuan for a stick of incense. If you don't have it, go back to where you came from."

A young man in a long gown is driving an old woman.

Her clothes were very simple, obviously not changed for many years, and there were many patches on them.

"Master Sanqing, please bless me and let my granddaughter recover as soon as possible. I really don't have any extra money to burn incense for you."

Everyone stayed away, fearing that the old woman was a madman.

Who would be so religious these days?

"Leave quickly, don't disturb our peace."

The little Taoist priest said angrily.

But he didn't have the guts to touch that old woman. He really couldn't afford the money in this world.

Otherwise, she will definitely be kicked out.

Chen Feng was standing not far away. When he saw this situation, he was so angry that he stepped forward and helped the old man up.

Chen Feng said calmly: "Do you want some money?"

The young Taoist glanced at Chen Feng with disdain, "That's natural, otherwise do you think we would set up a dojo here?"

"Okay." Wang Yao said.

"Okay." Wang Yao said.

"Okay." Wang Yao said.

Chen Feng said three good words in one breath. One can imagine the anger in Chen Feng's heart.

Since ancient times, Taoism has practiced medicine to save people, and even the Taoist temple is free.

Anyone who is pious can burn incense here.

There is no so-called charging standard.

But what did Chen Feng see?

If you are not interested, you can also burn incense here.

The truly religious people were kicked out of their homes and did not have enough money.

"Senior, please wait a moment."

Chen Feng took Old Mrs. Bai to a small flower garden nearby, and Chen Feng walked directly to the temple.

Chen Menghan and Jiang Yun both looked confused, not understanding what Chen Feng was going to do.

If he really wanted to help the old woman, he could offer her a stick of incense.

Next to him, the little Taoist priest watched this scene, stretched out his hand to pull Chen Feng, and said: "If you want to offer incense, please come to the back."

Chen Feng turned a deaf ear and walked towards Sanqing Hall.

In the lobby, many tourists were burning incense and taking photos with smiles on their faces, but they did not look pious.

This filled Chen Feng's heart with sadness.

This is not even as good as Buddhism.

At the very least, many people would be respectful to him, but he didn't see any of them in this dojo.

Buddhism is quite good at this aspect.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

Without saying a word, Chen Feng kicked the huge alchemy cauldron.

He grabbed an incense cauldron and threw it onto the Sanqing Diao.

"Clang." There was a crisp sound.

"Clang." There was a crisp sound.

"Clang." There was a crisp sound.

The three stone statues suddenly fell apart and turned into debris all over the sky.

This scene made everyone present dumbfounded.

Beside him, there were several Taoists who were busy.

"What to do! Don't die!"

"If you dare to speak nonsense here, go to the police and capture him."

"Hurry up and call someone! There are actually people coming here to cause trouble."

Chen Feng remained calm and asked calmly: "Gongdao, do you have this qualification?"

Indeed, in today's world, no one can compare to Chen Feng when it comes to discussing Taoism.

Not to mention those liars pretending to be Taoists.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng is still alive, he does not have such rights.

Compared with Chen Feng, Zhang Sanfeng is simply a junior.

But now, they are not even Taoists.

"Awesome! Anchor, your grandpa is so awesome, he even demolished other people's temples."

"I don't like those fake ones. I went to incense once, and there were discounts of 98, 298, and 998. Wouldn't it be better to use this money?"

"No, hurry up and ask your grandfather to call someone. I heard that those people have a lot of background. They have a lot of background."

"I'm convinced. This is the first time I feel that the anchor's grandfather is so handsome."

"Host, can you please invite your grandpa to destroy a temple next door to us? Those monks are really hateful. They have to take money from the elderly in the village to burn incense for them every day. Even if they are reported to the government, it will not help."

Seeing Chen Feng demolishing the temple, everyone at the scene was filled with joy.

Because now some temples have become wealth-making assets for certain capitals, and very few of them are genuine.

Most of these temples are here to make money.

Such an approach is really unbearable.

Since ancient times, no one knew that in ancient times, silver was needed to burn incense.

Generally speaking, if someone can offer incense, someone will offer it to them. If they refuse, then it is considered as a good deed.

I have to say that this temple in Wudang Mountain is really weird.

At this time, Chen Feng was not afraid of their eyes at all, and asked calmly: "Are there any Wudang disciples?"

Wudang.

He was also the founder of Taoism in Wudang Mountain.

All temples in Wudang Mountain are basically run by the Wudang Sect.

A Taoist priest said arrogantly: "That's natural. Who else do you know? But it's useless even if you know it. If you dare to come to our temple to cause trouble, you have to pay the price, otherwise you will never be released." Not going."...