He turned around and looked around, found where he was, and smacked his lips: "Did I drink the divine water?"

"Dad, you drank a bowl of divine water just now, what happened to you?"

"Stroke." A middle-aged man whispered.

Another middle-aged man said dissatisfied: "You are already old, and I told you not to work in the fields. I told you not to work in the fields, but you didn't listen! Did you see it? ... If Xiaocui hadn't brought you food, you wouldn't have noticed it.

You're unconscious, what's wrong with that!"

If it is discovered later, the person may have been completely cold, and he is already eighty years old. There is no way to resurrect him after death.

Thinking of this, their hearts palpitated.

"Go, go, go, if I don't work, how about sitting around all day and waiting to die? It's better to die and go home! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

He turned around and walked away, his steps so swift and vigorous that the three middle-aged men and women had to follow him a few steps to keep up.

The believers who offered the incense shook their heads, laughed, and began to discuss.

This old man has saved his life. After returning, he will definitely continue to do this and will never be idle.

When it comes to such a father, the three children are helpless. The older they get, the more stubborn they become, and no one can stop him.

Fortunately, we were in Shenjing. If we were elsewhere and there was no divine water to save our lives, our fate would be dead.

These words made everyone nod their heads, and they were once again glad that they were in Shenjing.

Zhao Qianjun's face was gloomy.

There is no better invitation to buy people's hearts than this. This monk Fakong is really good at inviting people to buy people's hearts!

It's just a bowl of divine water. Maybe Monk Fakong doesn't expend any effort at all, but it can make people feel grateful.

There are not many disciples in Vajra Temple now, but in the future, which can be seen with the naked eye, there will definitely be many disciples.

More and more people will want to join the Vajra Temple and become fellow disciples of Monk Fakong.

If you can't worship in the Vajra Temple, you will fall back and worship in the Daxue Mountain, which can be regarded as a fellow disciple of Fakong.

Daxue Mountain will become stronger and stronger. How can Tianhai Sword Sect become the number one sect in the world?

This bald donkey Fakong must be eliminated!

His eyes flashed with cold light, quickly disappeared, and he raised his head to continue looking at the vicissitudes of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.

Song Yuanyuan came to him lightly.

The incense pipers in line suddenly widened their eyes and stared blankly at Song Yuanyuan, who was dressed in an emerald green robe and looked like a fairy.

"Junior sister." Zhao Qianjun's eyes were gentle and he said softly: "It's my fault. Come back with me."

Song Yuanyuan looked at him calmly: "Senior brother, it's good for me to stay here. I won't go back for the time being."

"Junior sister——!" Zhao Qianjun whispered softly: "I promise you."

Song Yuanyuan whispered in his ear: "Senior brother, I will stay here to find out what he is and what he is."

She uses voice transmission to enter the secret.

Zhao Qianjun was startled, and then his eyes lit up.

Song Yuanyuan continued to use voice transmission to enter the secret: "He has only shown two or three points of his great ability. If you don't know it clearly, how can you possibly deal with him?"

Zhao Qianjun nodded slightly, but his face darkened and he stared at her.

"You don't have to come again." Song Yuanyuan snorted, turned around and left.

Zhao Qianjun gritted his teeth, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!