What a good comrade!
Feng Lin held Fatty's hand tightly and shook it vigorously, afraid that Fatty would go back on his words.
He sighed in his heart.
This fatty was a good comrade who was generous to others at his own expense. Where else could he find such a good sucker?
Looking at Feng Lin's excited expression, Fatty had a suspicious look on his face. He wondered if he had been fooled.
Feng Lin also reacted in time. He had lost his composure and appeared to be too impatient!
It would be less beautiful if it was exposed.
Seeing that the fatty didn't move for a long time, his smile immediately disappeared. He frowned and looked at the fatty. "Fellow Daoist Zhu Tiangang, what do you mean? If you're not willing, then we'll drop this matter! "
Feng Lin had an impatient look on his face as he turned to leave.
"Don't!" Fatty panicked when he saw this and pulled Feng Lin back. "Dao friend Wukong, don't go! Let's make a deal, alright? "
"A thousand taels of gold it is then. It's a deal!" This time around, it was Fatty's turn to be afraid that Feng Lin would go back on his words.
He cursed himself for being stupid.
So what if each word was worth a thousand taels of gold?
The thing he lacked the least was star coins!
If he could obtain the truth of Dao Ancestor Hongjun's teachings, what would this bit of Star Coin amount to?
It was just the content of an entrance test. How many words could it say? How much money could it be worth?
Fatty cast aside all his doubts and stopped thinking about it. He lowered his stance and asked sincerely, "What is the deep meaning behind Dao Ancestor Hongjun's Dao song? What was the hidden entrance test? Fellow Daoist Wukong, please dispel my doubts! "
Feng Lin nodded, feeling satisfied with his attitude. He smiled and said, "It's a long story. … "
Long story? …
Fatty's eyebrows twitched, but he still pretended to be listening attentively.
Feng Lin counter-asked, "Do you know why Daofather Hongjun wanted to establish the Mythological Genes Association?"
Fatty shook his head with a cute look on his face.
"We'll have to start from the Mythological Genes Association itself. The Mythological Genes Association was a secretive cultivation organization. They didn't ask about one's background and allowed people to exchange knowledge about mythological genes. However, Dao Ancestor Hong Jun was an almighty cultivator. The cultivation knowledge that the others shared was extremely superficial to him. It did not benefit him at all. Have you ever thought about his purpose in establishing the Mythological Genes Association? " He kept on praising his Dao Ancestor Hongjun clone, leading the fatty's train of thought into a trap.
"Why?" Fatty stared blankly and cursed in his heart.
How could ordinary people understand the thoughts of Tao Ancestor Hong Jun? If I knew, why would I ask you?
Speaking of which, it was strange!
Fatty was puzzled. How did Fellow Daoist Wukong know so much?
He must be a hardcore member of the Mythological Genes Association. That must be it!
Unknowingly, his thoughts had already gone astray.
"Do you still not understand?" Feng Lin smiled faintly. "Dao Ancestor Hongjun has already told you before! “
"He did?" Fatty was dumbfounded.
Seeing that he still had no reaction, Feng Lin started to teach him.
"Lying high in the Nine Layers of Clouds, the meditation cushion attains the true Dao. The first line of the Dao song talked about Dao Ancestor Hongjun's tranquility and inaction. The Heaven and Earth followed the profound and wonderful state of mind. Outside the Heaven and Earth, I am the Sect Master. The second sentence referred to Dao Ancestor Hongjun's high status as the sect leader. Pangu created the Taiji, the Yin and Yang and the Four Divisions. The third sentence revealed the unparalleled Great Dao that he had proven. One Dao was passed down to three friends, and the two sects were separated. The fourth sentence mentioned that he had once preached to the world and established the Chan and Jie Sects. He dissected Dao Ancestor Hong Jun's Song of Dao Verification.
Fatty listened attentively and was enlightened. He felt that the mysterious veil of the fog before him had been removed, and the moon could be seen.
"Chan Sect!" Fatty was taken aback and shouted in his heart, "I've heard of this before!"
It was said that the famous Yang Clan in the interstellar space had found the inheritance of Erlang Deity Yang Jian through excavating mythological ruins. In the legends of Erlang Deity, the name of Chan Sect was mentioned. It was an unparalleled sect.
Erlang Deity was the eldest disciple of Chan Sect's twelve Golden Immortals, Reverend Yu Ding.
However, no one knew who the other twelve Golden Immortals were. All of this was a mystery.
Other than Chan Sect, there was also this Jie Sect?
Could it be that it was a sect that was on par with Chan Sect?
All of these were imparted by Dao Ancestor Hong Jun!
The amount of information was a little too much. It was really unbelievable.
Fatty was a little stunned.
Feng Lin smiled mysteriously and didn't explain further.
At such a moment, it was fine as long as he remained silent and let the other party unleash their imagination!
The more he thought about it, the more mysterious Dao Ancestor Hong Jun felt. The effect was even better than if he kept on praising him.
If he went too far, even Feng Lin himself wouldn't believe it if he boasted too much.
Feng Lin was getting more and more experienced in pretending to be a fraud.
"The Mystic Sect leads the way, forming Hongjun in one breath!" Fatty's mind was in a mess and he asked again, "What does the last sentence mean?"
"It's saying that Dao Ancestor Hong Jun is the founder of the Mystic Sect and has proven the Chaotic Elements Unity Qi as a Xiantian Great Firmament Golden Immortal!" Feng Lin explained and said another cultivation term that stunned Fatty.
Chaotic Elements Unity Qi as a Xiantian Great Firmament Golden Immortal?
What kind of god was this?
Although he didn't understand, it sounded as if he was so powerful that he could break through the interstellar space.
At this moment, Feng Lin smiled faintly and asked, "As the founder of the Mystic Sect, what do you think Dao Ancestor Hong Jun should do the most?"
Fatty wasn't stupid. On the contrary, he was extraordinarily smart. This was well-known in his clan.
Otherwise, as a cultivation trash, even if he was the direct descendant of the clan, it would be impossible for him to own a life planet and become a star tycoon!
He had earned all of this with his own capabilities!
If he wasn't smart, he wouldn't have used such a shameless method earlier, wanting to pry secrets out of Feng Lin's mouth.
He could only blame Feng Lin for being too cunning. That was why he had been tricked …
"That's right! As the founder of the Mystic Sect, what should he do? "Fatty fell into deep thought and suddenly thought of what Dao Ancestor Hong Jun had said to him.
I have a dao that I'll impart to you?!!!
Fatty's eyes gleamed. "Could it be imparting the dao?"
"That's right!" Feng Lin smiled as if he thought highly of him and praised him. "As a Dao Ancestor, he naturally has to impart his dao to the heavens! Otherwise, how can he be called a Dao Ancestor? Why did he answer all sorts of questions on the Mythological Forum? Why did he want to become a Mythological Great V? Wasn't it because he wanted to preach his dao? Dao Ancestor Hong Jun has been in seclusion for a long time and the people have long forgotten his great deeds. Even if he is a Dao Ancestor, he can only start anew! "
Feng Lin continued to swindle, swindle, swindle with all his might.
Fatty nodded, not doubting him at all. He naturally had a guess in his heart.
From his point of view, the true identity of the founder of the Mythological Genes Association, Dao Ancestor Hong Jun, was definitely a powerful senior with an extremely high cultivation. He had walked on the cultivation path of Dao Ancestor Hong Jun and used this as an alias. He wanted to follow Dao Ancestor Hong Jun's path and impart his dao to the heavens.
Unknowingly, his train of thought had already been led astray by Feng Lin.
Fatty's eyes opened wide as if he had figured something out. "In that case, my test mission is related to Dao Ancestor Hong Jun imparting the dao!"
"You're promising!" Feng Lin smiled. "Dao Ancestor Hong Jun is the founder of the Mythological Genes Association. If you want to become a member, you naturally have to acknowledge Dao Ancestor Hong Jun's path. Right now, the members of the Mythological Genes Association have just started and there are only the two of us. This is a great opportunity. This is a great opportunity for the two of us. As long as we can spread the Dao Ancestor's mystic arts throughout the interstellar space, we'll naturally be able to obtain the Dao Ancestor's favor and have a boundless future. At that time, would there still be any problems for you to join the Mythological Genes Association? You have to keep this a secret. I won't tell ordinary people! "
Fatty's eyes opened wide and he covered his mouth as he hurriedly nodded.
Boom boom boom!
Just when Feng Lin wanted to say more, the clouds in the sky above the Mythology Planet seethed, forming a huge hand that blotted out the sky and grabbed over.
"Wukong, you've divulged my heavenly secrets. What punishment do you deserve?" Dao Ancestor Hong Jun's thunderous and enraged voice rang out from beyond the heavens, causing the world to tremble.
Feng Lin's expression was filled with astonishment as he hurriedly said, "Dao Ancestor, please forgive me! Wukong won't dare to do it again! "
He didn't have time to escape. His body was grabbed and dragged into the Mythology Planet, disappearing from sight.
"Dao Ancestor Hong Jun, please spare me!" A series of agonizing cries rang out.
Fatty was swept by the huge hand and turned into a shooting star. His body was sent flying 108,000 miles away before he gradually came to a stop.
His body shuddered, as if he had been enlightened with wisdom.
Fatty looked at the Mythology Planet that had once again disappeared into the void and broke out in cold sweat. He no longer had any doubts towards Feng Lin's words.
This dao friend Wukong had divulged the heavenly secrets and was caught by Dao Ancestor Hong Jun. How could his words be false?
Dao friend Wukong would definitely have to bear the consequences. There was nothing he could do to help.
"Dao friend Wukong, I'm sorry! I caused you to divulge the heavenly secrets. If there's a day in the future, I'll definitely thank you greatly! "Fatty could only silently mourn for Feng Lin. Dao friend Wukong, you better pray for your own good luck!
In order to express his gratitude and apology, he transferred a total of 3 million star coins to Feng Lin's account. This had far exceeded the price of 1,000 gold per word.
"I finally know what the entry test is!" Fatty became extremely excited and hurriedly went offline, as if he was in a hurry to complete the entry test.
He had left too quickly and didn't notice that the Purple Cloud Palace on the Mythology Planet had once again appeared.
Feng Lin and Dao Ancestor Hong Jun's clone exchanged a glance and smiled.
He had put on a good show.
First, he had used Dao Ancestor Hong Jun's clone to impart the Dao and stirred up the great curiosity of this fatty. Then, he had personally revealed the secrets to earn money.
Whether it was a god or a ghost, it was all Feng Lin himself.
Just like that, he had earned 3 million star coins!
It was like he had gained something without risking anything!
This deal wasn't a loss at all!
…
In the depths of the interstellar space, in that small planet palace, a series of loud and clear cries rang out very quickly.
"Quick! Go spread Dao Ancestor Hong Jun's deeds throughout the interstellar space! "
"I have plenty of money! I'm going to make his Ancestor Hong Jun famous! "
"Famous! Famous! Famous! … "
Hysterical cries reverberated in the surroundings of the small planet, trembling for a very long time.
…
After a while, Feng Lin went offline from the virtual universe. The moment he logged onto the Mythology Forum, he discovered that the number of fans following him had increased explosively. It was as if they were riding on a rocket and were about to soar through the clouds.
1, 10, 100 …
Very soon, the number of fans following him had exceeded one million, and it was soaring up at an extraordinary speed.
To sum it up, there were only three words.
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