Mike's mouth was almost grinning, and he couldn't wait to ask this expert to tell him more about the amazing aspects of his bones.
So the Taoist priest started to deceive Mike in a serious tone, saying that he had sharp ears and eyes, nimble movements, and a keen eye, etc., praising him so much that he was completely overwhelmed.
It was the first time for him to realize that he actually had so many advantages.
Then the Taoist changed the subject.
"Although you have amazing bones and are a natural martial arts prodigy, I see that you are already quite old and have already missed the best time to practice martial arts."
Mike was of course a little anxious when he heard this.
So if he had lived in China when he was young, wouldn't he have become a master long ago?
"However, our meeting today is fate. I have three martial arts secret manuals for cleansing tendons and changing marrow that I can give you. When the time comes, you can use them to practice diligently and strengthen your tendons and bones."
As he spoke, the Taoist priest took out a few yellowed old books.
Michael was moved and took it, then listened to the Taoist priest speak with a righteous look on his face.
"We monks value affinity, not money, so I'm giving you these three secret manuals. You don't have to pay me. Please don't give me any money. Please don't give me any money!"
Mike was still holding the secret books excitedly, and didn't react to the money issue at all.
However, if ordinary people heard what the Taoist said, they would probably reciprocate and give him some money, even just to save face.
But Mike is not Chinese, and he doesn't understand the Chinese social customs at all, so he just thought that what the Taoist said was sincere and was very moved.
"Master, you are such a fool!"
The Taoist priest stared at him for a long time, probably realizing that Mike really didn't intend to give him money, and finally said with a dark face.
"But I've run out of money on my way down the mountain. Since we're destined to meet, please give me some money for the journey."
When he said that, Mike finally understood.
Thinking that he had given him three secret books, Mike took out his wallet and planned to give the Taoist some money.
The Taoist saw that there was quite a lot of money in Mike's wallet and became greedy again. He said that his sect had some martial arts secrets and if Mike needed them, he could send them to him after he went there.
Mike was naturally interested when he heard it and said he wanted it.
The Taoist priest said, however, since these three secret books of cleansing marrow and changing tendons were given to him because of the predestined relationship between them, it would be inconvenient for him to continue giving him the other martial arts secret books for free, and he would have to charge for them.
Mike asked how much it cost, and the Taoist priest said the same thing, that they were destined to meet, so he didn't charge more, and the money in his wallet was enough.
Finally, the Taoist priest put on a full show and asked for Mike's contact address, saying that he would come to see Mike soon after he left the sect, and then took all the money in Mike's wallet and left.
Mike didn't realize he had been cheated until he entered the hotel. He was still thinking happily that he would concentrate on studying these secret books as soon as he entered the room.
As a result, not far from the corner, he saw some notebooks displayed in front of a roadside stationery store, and those notebooks looked almost the same as the one in his hand!
They all had dark blue book covers with words like "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" and "The Book of the Golden Flower" written on them.
In short, it looks very powerful.
Mike compared the three secret books in his hand and found that they were exactly the same as the notebooks in the stationery store!
But when he opened the notebook, he found it was blank, while the secret book in his hand had words in it.
But the clerk next to me came over to take a look, then pointed to the bookshelf on the other side of the store and said, "You should get it from the shelf over there, the novel row."
Xiao Xiao Xiao, novel? ! !
Mike's eyes went dark, and just then a gust of wind blew the secret book in his hand away again.
This time he could clearly see that there were traces of pages being torn in many places in the secret book.
He had originally thought that the secret book had so many damages because it was too old.
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