Wang Shikuo picked up the sloppy Taoist priest's Maoshan token, looked carefully, and immediately widened his eyes.

This Maoshan token is definitely true if it is fake.

Because each Maoshan token is specially refined, with exquisite runes on it. As long as it is a practitioner, he will feel the powerful aura flowing in the token in his hand. This thing cannot be faked.

Maoshan is a thousand-year-old sect and the first sect in China. There are not many inner disciples, but many outer disciples are everywhere in China. However, only authentic inner disciples will have Maoshan tokens, so outer disciples should not even think about it.

This token is a symbol of identity, proving that the sloppy Taoist priest is a serious Maoshan Taoist priest. In the past, he has often pulled the tiger-skin banner of Maoshan Sect. In China, both good and evil have to give Maoshan Sect a little face. Even the evil cultivator has to consider the consequences of offending Maoshan Sect, and he will be chased by Maoshan Sect’s Punishment Hall.

Wang Shikuo took this Maoshan token to find Yu Chen'an. This is a pass. How dare you say that the inner disciples of Maoshan Sect are not masters?

After carefully looking through the token, Wang Shikuo said excitedly: "With this thing, I can try it, it should be fine."

"Okay, then you can use this token and get it back for me after finishing it. In addition, Brother Wang, please find us two more human skin masks, one looks older last year, in his forties and fifties, and the other looks younger, in his early twenties. We pretend to be masters and apprentices. At that time, I will go with Xiaojie to meet He Qiulin and the Black Dragon King." The sloppy Taoist said with a smile.

"Who is the two of us pretending to be masters and who is the apprentice?" I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest.

"Of course it's your good disciple. I am the authentic Maoshan Taoist priest. You don't look like a master, you don't look like you." The sloppy Taoist priest smiled.

"Your uncle, I'll take advantage of me, I won't go." I glared at him.

"No, you have to go there. Let Kasan go with me. Good guy's score is bigger than me. If you don't talk for a long time, you can scare people by looking at someone. Yuankong is not suitable for a monk. Brother Gu looks like my master, and you are the only one who is the most suitable for me." The sloppy Taoist priest clearly decided to eat me.

I'm also depressed, this guy is so mean.

From the beginning, I made up my mind to cheat me.

In this way, we stayed at Wang Shikuo's house for two days, and Wang Shikuo served him with delicious food and drink every day.

During this period, Wang Shikuo helped us contact and communicate with the token of the Sloppy Taoist priest. The next afternoon, there was a result. Yu Chen'an passed the application and agreed to my wife and I go to his daughter's consultation.

I have to say that the Maoshan token of the sloppy Taoist priest is good, and the foundation of this thousand-year-old sect is really not for nothing.

But when communicating with Yu Chen'an, Wang Shikuo deliberately made me and the sloppy Taoist priest very mysterious, especially to prevent the people on Yu Chen'an from revealing the generation of the sloppy Taoist priest. At that time, the sloppy Taoist priest will be called Taoist Luo.

And I followed him and pretended to be a Taoist boy. It was insignificant, so naturally no one would notice me.

It was soon time to consult Yu Chen'an's daughter.

The sloppy Taoist priest and I each wore human skin masks and dressed up carefully.

The sloppy Taoist priest also wore a fake goatee and put on a Taoist robe. He looked about fifty years old, not to mention that he had a little bit of a fairy-like appearance. But I just wore a human skin mask and a blue-gray Taoist robe. He looked about twenty years old, and he didn't look like a mountain or a watery one. He just needed to follow the sloppy Taoist priest to pretend.

Wang Shikuo also sent a car to take us to the door of Boss Yu's house.

Before leaving, Wang Shikuo repeatedly reminded us not to fight against He Qiulin and the Black Dragon King at Yu Chen's home. Boss Yu is not an ordinary person. He is so rich, and the masters he invites at home are not for a good meal. Once trouble arises, he is likely to be unable to come out alive.

Even if you come out, you can't confront He Qiulin and the Black Dragon King head-on. After all, He Qiulin's cultivation is extremely high, and I and the sloppy Taoist priest are not rivals at all.

This time, the sloppy Taoist priest and I went there mainly to explore He Qiulin's cultivation level. I touched my old background and had no intention of taking action.

But Kasan said that he would cover us where we could not see and reassure us.

We got off the car and stood at Yu Chen'an's doorstep.

Soon, someone came to pick us up.

Judging from his appearance, he should be the butler of Boss Yu's house. He was wearing a decent suit and combed his hair meticulously. He was around fifty years old.

As soon as he saw us, he trotted up to meet us and said to the sloppy Taoist priest very politely: "Hello, are you Taoist Luo from Maoshan?"

"It's me." The sloppy Taoist priest waved his sleeves and raised his face to pretend to be deep.

"Hello, I am the butler of the Yu family. Just call me Butler Zhuang. Master Luo, can I take a look at that token?" Butler Zhuang said carefully.

The sloppy Taoist priest immediately took out the token and glanced at the butler.

After the butler confirmed our identity, he returned the token to the sloppy Taoist priest.

"Please follow me, please. The head of the family has been waiting for a long time." As he said that, the butler took us into the manor.

As soon as we entered the door, we got on a big horse.

The main reason is that their manor is too big, and the butler said that it would take almost half an hour to get to the place when walking.

I was stunned by the sloppy Taoist priest.

The life of rich people is really about doing whatever they want, and poverty completely limits my imagination.

It takes half an hour to walk. How big is his family? Capitalist life is so corrupt.

Sitting in the luxury custom version of Da Ben, I looked out the car window, but seeing the whole manor was beautiful, with mountains and water, and all kinds of precious flowers, plants and trees everywhere, which really opened my eyes. The Feng Shui of their family must have been visited by experts, and achieved the unity of man and nature, which was extremely exquisite.

After about seven or eight minutes of taking the bus, we arrived at the door of a big house. The butler got off the bus first, came over and opened the door for both of us, and invited us in.

The sloppy Taoist priest waved his sleeves and walked around, pretending to be a master, and looked at me: "Disciple, take the magic weapon of his master, don't look at him, look like he has never seen the world."

I really want to vomit his face, but I can't help but pull him away, like 20,000 or 50,000.

But I could only follow the sloppy Taoist priest honestly and enter the house under the guidance of the butler.

When I went in, I saw that there was a very spacious hall, which was decorated in a magnificent and luxurious manner. There was a long table in the hall, filled with food such as fruit, pears, peaches, and snacks.
Chapter completed!