"Boom~"

A thunderous sound broke through the layers of dark clouds at this moment, creating a twisted path in the air, showing a purple-red color, and hit the Golden Palace squarely.

The entire golden palace shone brightly.

The same moment:

"Wu" started to climb the mountain, and came face to face with a monk - Shaolin's number one master, the monk Xiaozhi;

Chen Yang hugged Tang Wan and landed on the steps outside the Golden Palace;

In the golden palace, Taoist Hongyun stood up and stepped out.

"coming."

The lightning was still there, and there were even wisps of tiny electric light flashing up and down the Golden Palace.

Taoist Hongyun's voice was vague, and his body was also roaring, as if echoing the sound of thunder.

"It's coming."

Chen Yang smiled and said hello, as if he was not worried at all about whether the "coming" that Taoist Hongyun meant was him or the "nothing" at the foot of the mountain.

Tang Wan was held in his arms and lowered her head in amusement, feeling that Chen Yang today was very different from usual.

This response is simply a forced expression of presence.

Regardless of whether it is or not, I will treat you as coming to greet me when you step out.

Tang Wan laughed and liked it.

This kind of Chen Yang seems to have returned to his youth, unruly and willful.

Vaguely, there was a young man named Chen Yang who she had never really seen but heard mentioned by many people. He was very charming and arrogant back then.

"Little friend Chen, you're so late."

Taoist Hongyun laughed dumbly and stretched out his hand to invite you.

Chen Yang smiled and said haha, without explaining why he came a day late, and walked into the golden palace with Tang Wan in his arms.

While Tang Wan was looking left and right, curiously looking at this world-famous strange building, Chen Yang was already sitting opposite Taoist Hongyun.

It wasn't until he entered the Golden Palace that the air was filled with a crisp electric current that made every hair on his skin stand up. Only then did Chen Yang let go of Tang Wan's little hand for the first time.

Taoist Hongyun may not have noticed it, but Tang Wan, as a person involved, clearly felt the difference.

Chen Yang claimed that no one could hurt Tang Wan by his side. After all, it was just talk, but he still did not lose his vigilance.

After Tang Wan understood this, she stopped wandering and walked to Chen Yang's side obediently and sat down.

There is a wooden block between Chen Yang and Taoist Hongyun. It is as thick as a Japanese Go board and is made of wood filled with pulp. It is a solid piece and nothing fancy.

There were several cattail futons on both sides of the wooden pier. I didn't know what was filled inside. Tang Wan simply sat on it and smelled a refreshing and calming fragrance.

If it is there or not, it lingers on the tip of the nose.

"Old Taoist, let's make some tea."

Chen Yang knocked his knuckles on the wooden pier in dissatisfaction and protested: "I came all the way, you old man, enjoying the whole Wudang Mountain incense, don't you even want to make tea?"

Before Taoist Hongyun could say anything, Tang Wan looked up in surprise.

Although she heard Feng Wu mention it, she knew that Taoist Hongyun was not an ordinary person. Chen Yang even asked him about boxing when he was a boy.

However, I didn't expect that someone so extraordinary and rich could enjoy the incense of the entire Wudang Mountain.

Wudang Mountain is a famous Taoist mountain, a scenic spot, and a paradise-level place. If Chen Yang’s words are true, Hongyun Lao Taoist is sitting on the incense of Wudang Mountain, just like holding a cloth bag, constantly catching the gold flowing from Wudang Mountain.

river.

Sensing Tang Wan's gaze, Taoist Hongyun said helplessly: "Little friend, don't listen to him, Taoist Taoist is a poor Taoist."

Tang Wan chuckled and shook his head in disbelief.

Of course she believed in her own man, how could she trust an old Taoist priest?
Chapter completed!