Wuzhuang Temple, inside the main hall.
After the two boys Qingfeng and Mingyue led Lin Han inside, they politely left to make tea, leaving only Lin Han and Zhen Yuanzi.
"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, I have long heard of your great name." Lin Han bowed and said, "I am Taoist Han, the abbot of the Taiping Daoist Temple. I have traveled through the three realms and have come here specially to pay you a visit."
"You're most welcome."
Zhen Yuanzi looked at Lin Han and couldn't see his true strength, so he extended his hand and motioned him to take a seat.
Anyone who dares to talk to him and he can't see through it must be an extraordinary person.
Qingfeng Mingyue brought tea, and Zhen Yuanzi signaled them to leave.
"I heard from my disciple that fellow Daoist wants to discuss Dao with me?"
"No, sitting here and discussing Dao is just an excuse for me to knock on your door. I came here to remind you to beware of scams."
Lin Han smiled and drank a sip of tea.
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi frowned and looked a little displeased.
Under normal circumstances, he would chase the person away without hesitation and teach him a lesson.
But today, he was not sure.
The visitor was full of confidence.
"Is there anyone who dares to lie to me, Zhen Yuanzi? I'd like to hear it." Zhen Yuanzi said calmly.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you think about the Journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures?" Lin Han asked.
"The journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures is a Buddhist matter. Buddhism wants to preach in Daxia. What can I think about this?" Zhen Yuanzi said.
"Then I say, the Journey to the West is a game, and all the tribulations that Jin Chanzi encountered along the way are just pawns. Do you think there's something wrong with that, fellow Daoist?"
"Of course there's no problem. The purpose of the pilgrimage is to help those seeking the scriptures gain enlightenment from the calamities and achieve the right result. The situation was also carefully designed for those seeking the scriptures. There's nothing wrong with it."
"So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist, you are so open-minded about your entry into the game and becoming a pawn of Buddhism. I am not as good as you. I admire you."
Lin Han bowed to Zhen Yuanzi, stood up with a smile, and walked out of the hall.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay." Zhen Yuanzi immediately stopped Lin Han and said unhappily, "What do you mean, fellow Daoist? How did I become a pawn of Buddhism? You can't explain it. My little temple is not one you can enter or leave as you please."
Lin Han smiled, said nothing, and continued walking out the door.
Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and grabbed Lin Han's shoulder. When he raised his hand, the Taoist essence within him was in his hand, and ordinary people could not dodge it at all.
Lin turned slightly sideways and turned to grab Zhen Yuanzi's arm. The latter changed his claws into palms and hit Lin Han's chest.
Bang!
The two men clashed their palms, and a muffled sound spread over the Taoist hall.
Zhen Yuanzi's expression changed slightly. He was pushed back several steps before stopping, with shock in his eyes.
Just now, he felt the powerful law of Tao from the other party.
After the catastrophe, he had been in seclusion and had not felt this way for a long time. The other party's strength was not inferior to his.
If the other party wants to leave, he may not be able to keep him.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay. I was just being rude. I have some top-grade Taoist tea. Please stay and taste it."
Seeing that Lin Han wanted to leave, Zhen Yuanzi tried to persuade him to stay, and his tone was completely different from before.
Hearing this, Lin Han stopped, turned around, and looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist, please move to the teahouse."
Zhen Yuanzi led the way, and the two went to the teahouse and sat opposite each other on mats.
Qingfeng Mingyue hurried in to change the tea, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Lin Han was even more respectful than before.
This is where Zhen Yuanzi discussed Taoism with distinguished guests. Now he even brought out the most precious Taoist tea, which shows how much he values it.
"Fellow Daoist, this is a Taoist tea that I have treasured for tens of thousands of years. It is extremely rare. Please taste it." Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and asked Qingfeng Mingyue to leave.
"No problem."
Lin Han picked up the tea and drank it slowly.
It does contain the essence of Taoism. An ordinary person can become an immortal instantly after drinking a sip.
"Fellow Daoist, you just said that I've entered the game and become a pawn of Buddhism. How do you interpret this?"
"Straightforward?"
"Just say it!"
"I said that Journey to the West is a trap. Do you believe me, fellow Taoist?" Lin Han asked.
"The Journey to the West is a Buddhist affair. The Buddhists set up a plan to let the pilgrims travel to the West. This is no secret." Zhen Yuanzi said.
"Aren't you in the game?"
"Why am I in this game?"
"Fellow Daoist, you should think about giving two ginseng fruits to Jin Chanzi when he and his group arrive. After all, he is an old friend of yours." Lin Han stroked his beard and smiled.
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi was slightly stunned.
He did have this idea, but he never mentioned it to anyone.
If Jin Chanzi succeeds in obtaining the scriptures, he will surely achieve enlightenment in the future. He just wants to make a good connection, that's all.
"What does this have to do with the bureau?" Zhen Yuanzi asked in confusion.
“It’s a huge deal!”
Lin Han smiled mysteriously and slowly picked up the tea to sip it.
Seeing that Lin Han was keeping him in suspense, Zhen Yuanzi hesitated to speak, and finally patiently waited for the next words.
“It’s not easy for Daoist friend’s ginseng fruit tree to bear fruit.”
Lin Han did not answer. Since Zhen Yuanzi did not ask, he was not anxious. Now Zhen Yuanzi's appetite was already whetted.
"Of course. This ginseng fruit tree is an innate spiritual root. It blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and matures once every three thousand years. Each ripening produces only thirty fruits. If you eat one, you can live for forty-seven thousand years."
"It's worthy of being an innate spiritual root. What a pity!" Lin Han shook his head.
"What a pity?" Zhen Yuanzi asked in confusion.
"What a pity it's going to be ruined!" Lin Han said with a smile.
Zhen Yuanzi was shocked, and thinking of Lin Han's unfathomable nature, he suppressed his anger.
"Fellow Daoist, you said my ginseng fruit tree is going to be destroyed. What does that mean?"
"Literally." Lin Han said.
"Is it related to Jin Chanzi and his group?"
"It seems that fellow Daoist is not stupid."
"Jin Chanzi and I are old friends. Why would they destroy my ginseng fruit tree?" Zhen Yuanzi obviously didn't believe it.
“People who have been scammed all say they weren’t scammed.” Lin Han smiled and said, “You might as well download the anti-fraud app.”
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