While communicating with the middle-aged man, Chen Zhao also learned that the middle-aged man's name was Wang Hai.
Chen Zhao was holding little Larissa, while the other children were running and playing in the open-air restaurant under Chen Zhao's bag.
"Xiao Chen, is it okay if I call you that?"
"sure."
"Xiao Chen, what system are you in?"
"Me, I tend to be in the intensive department. I learned some Western magic abroad, but I'm not good at it."
Wang Hai reached out and squeezed Chen Zhao's arm, and said with a smile: "The reinforcement system is not easy to use in China."
"Why?"
"The enhancement type is more suitable for martial arts. It is not popular in the supernatural world. There are too many spells in the supernatural world that can restrain those of the enhancement type like you. Moreover, in the supernatural world, those of the enhancement type are almost excluded from the supernatural world."
Chen Zhao touched his nose. Was he just excluded from the supernatural world
"But your perception spell is also Western magic?"
"It doesn't matter. My basic practice is Taoism." Chen Zhao said.
Chen Zhao previously received the inheritance from the Tsing Yi Sect, and the Qing Yi Sect's cultivation methods also gave Chen Zhao a lot of help.
However, the Tsing Yi Sect is weaker after all, and now it is basically unable to help Chen Zhao.
Of course, Chen Zhao still admitted his identity as a Qingyi sect.
Chen Zhao has entered the Tsing Yi Sect, but the Tsing Yi Sect has always been passed down from generation to generation.
Chen Zhao is also an entry-level artist. Normally speaking, Chen Zhao is not considered a disciple of the Tsing Yi Sect.
Dale should be regarded as an orthodox disciple of the Tsing Yi Sect.
Chen Zhao is more like the guardian elder of Qingyi Sect.
Chen Zhao's cultivation level is high enough and he is trusted by Li Qing. He will not covet the Tsing Yi Sect's skills, let alone keep them for himself.
So Li Qing gave Chen Zhao the identity of a guardian elder.
In fact, for today's Qingyi Sect, there are only one or two descendants left.
It doesn't matter who is the disciple, who is the master, or who is the guardian elder.
Chen Zhao, the guardian elder, is actually only a matter of one word from Li Qing.
No one is for it and no one is against it.
It's like a shell company.
Then the boss directly appoints so-and-so, and you are the company manager.
This designation makes no sense.
"Oh, the perception spell you just used was a Taoist spell?"
"So be it."
"Your perception spell is quite good, but please don't use it in public."
"Why? I'm not bothering anyone."
“Would you mind if someone used a pinhole camera to spy on you?”
"Um... these are two concepts, right?"
"No, to people in the supernatural world, they are just a concept."
"Okay, I'll pay attention."
"In addition, we must pay attention to the three no's principles at home."
"What are the three no's principles?"
"Don't take action in front of ordinary people at will, don't kill monsters at will, and don't discuss the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism."
The first two are easy for Chen Zhao to understand, but he really doesn't know that there is a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in China.
You can't take action in front of ordinary people. This is not universal across the world.
You can't kill monsters at will. During the battle of the Holy Glory, I heard Zhang Tianyi talk about the general situation of the domestic supernatural world.
Monsters are also part of the supernatural world and have close ties to the government.
However, Chen Zhao had never heard of the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in the Chinese supernatural world.
"Is there serious hostility between Buddhism and Taoism in the country?"
"Although on the surface they are harmonious and coexist in harmony, in fact the two are at odds with each other, and even privately they are fighting very seriously."
"Is there anyone dead?" Chen Zhao asked with a gossip mentality.
"It's a common thing. During the last Buddhist Mother's Exchange Conference in the capital, a group of Taoist priests came to provoke. People on both sides fought and three people died. Then there was the last Immortal Seeking Taoist Conference in Qingdao..."
"Brother Wang, are you a Buddhist or a Taoist?"
"I'm nothing. I'm a wild kid like you. When I encountered something unclean at home, it made the whole village restless. Then a beggar came and got rid of the unclean thing. Then I followed him. The beggar studied for more than two years. In the past few years, the old beggar got older, so in the end it was me who sent him on his last journey."
Wang Hai sighed: "My cultivation level is neither high nor low. There are too many talented people in the supernatural world in the country. After more than ten years, I am still like this. Now I am pointing at her."
Wang Hai held the child and said, this made Chen Zhao feel like some parents who ask their children to fulfill their own wishes that they have not fulfilled. It seems that they hope that their children will succeed, but in fact it is irresponsible shirking.
Of course, Chen Zhao would not say this to his face.
In the final analysis, it is Wang Hai's own business.
"Xiao Chen, are you planning to return to China to develop?"
Just as Chen Zhao was about to speak, Wang Hai added: "If possible, it is better to stay abroad. Now our Chinese monks who have gone out into the supernatural world can survive abroad as long as they have some means and are not charlatans. They are also believed in abroad. Competition for monks like us is too fierce in the country.”
"Then why don't you go abroad to develop?"
"I would like to go. The key is that there is no way out. It's easy to go abroad, but you can't just stay on the street."
Wang Hai paused and then said: "By the way, there is an action tonight. Are you interested in joining in?"
"What action?"
"Hanwang Mountain was dug out by a group of tomb robbers three months ago. Several archaeological teams went in, but only one came out alive, but he was also crazy. The higher-ups then sent the matter to all levels of supernatural organizations. Then the city's supernatural organization assigned the task, and whoever can pacify the contents of the ancient tomb in Hanwang Mountain can claim the reward."
"Hanwang Mountain?"
"There is a large mountain in the northern suburbs of the Demon City. It is empty in front and back, but the things inside are really fierce. It is said that the ancient true spirit has been resurrected. Last time, a wave of monks were organized to clear Hanwang Mountain, but the ones who were killed returned in defeat. Tonight is the second operation.”
"Anyone can participate?"
"To put it more seriously, it is to eliminate harm for the people. Whatever you can do, as long as you are not begging for food, and you have returned from overseas, let me show you something tonight."
No matter what Wang Hai's mentality was, Chen Zhao was really interested.
Chen Zhao really wanted to learn more and planned to follow Wang Hai for fun.
Chen Zhao invited Wang Hai to have a meal, and Chen Zhao took the children back to the hotel.
In the evening, Chen Zhao planned to leave the children to Jevola and Portia, and then he went out to have a long experience.
The two agreed to meet tonight.
At half past eleven in the evening, Chen Zhao had already arrived at the agreed upon location.
We are all modern people, and we are not in the wilderness, just a roadside stall.
However, Chen Zhao discovered that Wang Hai was earlier than him. In addition to Wang Hai, there were two people, one tall and one short. They looked like a combination. At the moment, the three of them were drinking beer and having sex.
"Brother Xiao Chen is here. Let me introduce you to them. These two are my old friends from Taihang Mountain in Shanxi Province. They are Yiyi Nan and Li Ke."
"Hello, hello, brother Xiao Chen." The short Li Ke held Chen Zhao's hand with both hands: "Where is brother Xiao Chen making a fortune now?"
(End of chapter)