When the old Taoist heard what Xu Jianguo said, he said a little embarrassedly: "Well, I did promise him a small favor!"
"Look, I'm telling you, tell me, what did you promise me?"
"Nothing much. After we finished our sparring today, the old man couldn't stand losing and said he would ask the relevant authorities to deal with me. When I heard that, I wondered if that would work, so I used the Taiqing Jue to teach him a little lesson!"
"Learned a lesson? What happened?"
"Oh, I was so angry at that time that I slapped him in the face and sent him flying!"
"Uh... you're awesome! What happened next?"
"Then the old man knelt down in front of me and insisted that I become the president. I refused. Then, when he saw that I really had no intention, he said that their association was planning to establish a Taoist academy and hoped that I could be the dean and teach students who were passionate about Taoism."
"You agree?"
"Yes, I agree! Actually, I didn't agree at first, but that old man Yuye said he could handle the paperwork for Qingyun Temple's property. I thought about it and realized that since I didn't have any disciples anyway, it would be great if he could really train some outstanding disciples for my Taoist sect, so I agreed!"
This time, Xu Jianguo did not laugh at the duplicity of the old man. Instead, he supported his decision.
After all, Xuanjue is not young anymore, and he is worried about him staying alone in Qingyun Temple all day.
In addition, when Funiu was in a coma, it was thanks to this old man who accompanied him everywhere, so he also hoped that the old Taoist priest could do something he likes.
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