Mr. Chu covered his mouth in surprise. Because he was old, his teeth began to fall off. Although they did not fall off completely, they were also because of their teeth falling off, and they were speechless and speechless.

After taking the pill, Mr. Chu realized that his body was not only full of illness, but also his mouth was clear when speaking. The blurredness of the words that were before was replaced by clear mouth. Almost instinctively, he licked his teeth with his tongue, and all the teeth that had fallen out before grew. There were still a few old teeth that had fallen out in his mouth, and spit out casually.

If it weren't for these fallen old teeth that hurt their mouths, Mr. Chu might not have found out that he had re-grown teeth so early.

In an instant, the patient disappeared and a new teeth grew. Regarding Zhang Daoran's magical skills, Mr. Chu had a position in his heart: "Even if he is not a god, it's almost done..."

"He really cured my illness!"

Thinking about it, Zhang Daoran fell from the sky at the beginning, like a god, with golden light emitting from his body, and waves of Sanskrit sounds came from him. He thought he was a god, but because of his granddaughter, Mr. Chu lost his inch.

Zhang Daoran repeatedly explained that he had no malice and just wanted to accept disciples, and said that he would bear the cause and effect. Only then did Mr. Chu's doubts dissipate and he was full of gratitude.

"Thank you, Master..."

Mr. Chu knelt down on the ground, but Zhang Daoran did not stop him.

Even in a civilized modern society, you still deserve this kneeling. Moreover, this kneeling is also the one that Mr. Chu repays Zhang Daoran’s responsibility for the cause and effect.

"It's my old eyes that I didn't see that you are a real god..."

Mr. Chu was ashamed. Zhang Daoran could easily see through what he thought. He distrusts all kinds of things and even once suspected that Zhang Daoran was an evil cultivator. Not only did Zhang Daoran not get used to it, he also took action to save himself.

Only a true god and a moral wise man can do this kind of mind.

Seeing Mr. Chu kneeling on the ground, Zhang Daoran did not stop him, but just gently helped Mr. Chu up. Hearing Mr. Chu's words, Zhang Daoran shook his head and said in his heart: "It's really wonderful to bear the cause and effect, which is hard to understand. Mr. Chu knelt at first, and I owe him cause and effect. A pill saved his life, but he owed me cause and effect instead... This bow, the cause and effect have not been offset..."

"Brother Chu, please get up..." Zhang Daoran said helplessly: "I have not become an immortal yet, I am just a cultivator and an explorer on the road to immortality."

Mr. Chu stood up, a little cramped. Zhang Daoran smiled slightly and didn't say anything. Mr. Chu could see through his thoughts at first glance. Mr. Chu felt guilty, awe, and a little panic.

Mr. Chu may have offended Zhang Daoran, but Zhang Daoran did not take it seriously: "If a practitioner does not have these minds, it is destined to be difficult to go further on the road of cultivation."

Looking up at the sky, Zhang Daoran said, "Brother Chu, it's not too early, let the neighbors go and rest... Xiao Meng also brought it in. It's not too late now, so it's time to leave..."

Mr. Chu didn't know if Zhang Daoran said he would take away his granddaughter. At this time, he didn't say anything about his vigilance with Zhang Daoran, but he was not as nervous as before. He turned around and walked out of the yard and said something to his neighbor outside.

Xiao Meng ran into the yard the moment Mr. Chu opened the door. But she didn't get close to Zhang Daoran, staring at Zhang Daoran and asked, "My grandfather's illness is really cured?"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "I will take action and the medicine will naturally cure the disease."

Zhang Daoran likes this little girl who cares about her grandfather the more she looks at her.

"Huh..." Chu Meng breathed a sigh of relief: "The grandparents outside asked me what kind of disease my grandfather had. My grandfather just didn't say it, just said you had cured him... But the fourth grandfather called the police... My grandfather was talking about this with the fourth grandfather."

Called the police?

Zhang Daoran shook his head. Zhang Daoran already knew what this place was. It was located in the mountainous area and the transportation was inconvenient. Even if he called the police, it would take several hours to come. Besides, Zhang Daoran was not the bad guy they imagined. The police would probably have gone for nothing...

However, Mr. Chu was very smart and did not say what disease he had, because he was afraid of causing trouble for Zhang Daoran.

"Xiao Meng..." Zhang Daoran came to Chu Meng. Chu Meng wanted to hide, but stood there without moving. Zhang Daoran squatted down and raised his head: "Do you want to follow me to practice Taoism..."

Xiao Meng was a little hesitant, and Zhang Daoran continued: "Follow me to practice Taoism, you can pursue immortality, fly to the sky and escape from the earth, pick stars and get the moon. No matter how bad you are, you can still be smart and clear-headed, and have a better life in the world in the future."

"Then my grandfather, can you practice Taoism with you? Can you live forever?"

Xiao Meng Meng Meng's big eyes blinked, and her little face looked expectant.

Zhang Daoran sighed, feeling a little relieved and complicated. Chu Meng thought of his grandfather in everything, and this kind of heart was really rare. Zhang Daoran did not hide it and said, "Your grandfather cannot live forever after taking my elixirs, but he can live for a hundred years. Your grandfather's spiritual veins cannot be connected, difficult to enter the Tao, and difficult to practice, so he naturally cannot live forever. Practicing Taoism is an opportunity, and what is more important is qualifications."

"Tao Master..."

At this time, Mr. Chu walked in from outside and closed the door: "Cultivating Taoism can really be immortal?"

There was a trace of inexplicable spirit in the eyes of Mr. Chu. Immortality and immortality are forever, which is the pursuit of mortals. For thousands of years, countless humans have pursued immortality, but very few have succeeded.

Only those gods and immortals who are now worshipped can live forever in their minds.

"I have the method of immortality, thousands of Taoist scriptures. I have never done it now. The path of cultivation is to explore and move forward. I am still not sure whether Xiao Meng can achieve enlightenment. However, if Xiao Meng persists and has a strong heart, there will be a chance."

The road to practicing Taoism is bumpy and the road ahead is unclear. It is even more difficult without guides. Zhang Daoran has the "Huangting Jing" as a guide, but he dares not say that he has become a 100% immortal.

"Xiao Meng, I'll leave it to you in the future..."

Mr. Chu breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhang Daoran took a lot of money, Xiao Meng would definitely become an immortal. Mr. Chu might still have some doubts. Mr. Chu said just now, but Mr. Chu felt at ease.

"Grandpa, have you agreed to me practice Taoism with the gods?"

Xiao Meng opened her eyes wide, and her heart was a little complicated at this moment: "God, can grandpa follow us to practice Taoism? Even if we can't practice Taoism, can we follow us?"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "Of course... if grandpa doesn't follow him, Xiao Meng may not be able to practice with peace of mind..."

Zhang Daoran stood up and said to Mr. Chu: "Brother, let's get off the road now..."

"But it's night now, it's dark and dark..."

After looking at the sky, Mr. Chu was a little worried: "There are eighteen miles of rugged mountain roads here, only people are allowed to walk. If you want to go out, you may not be able to do it tomorrow morning."

"Grandpa, you forgot that gods can fly..."

Xiao Meng clapped her hands, but Mr. Chu was stunned. He forgot about this matter. He turned around and entered the house, and walked out in just over ten seconds: "There is nothing to clean up in the house..."

"Master, let's go..."

The road ahead is uncertain, and Mr. Chu felt inexplicably melancholy at this moment. Chu Meng was too young, but she was full of fantasy that she could fly with the gods for a while.

"If Xiao Meng can do it, I can explain to the dead Xiaowen."

Immortality, and Master Chu also yearns for immortality. He cannot practice Taoism or immortality. His inner desire for immortality is placed on Chu Meng. If his granddaughter becomes an immortal and is worshipped by the world, what can he compare to the glory of becoming an immortal?

The prosperity of the world will eventually lead to death. If you cannot bring it with you in life, you cannot take it with you in death.

Just thinking about his mind, his body suddenly rose slowly, and the scenery under his feet gradually became smaller. Before Mr. Chu could be surprised, Chu Meng shouted excitedly, "Fly..."
Chapter completed!