Chapter 689

"Well! Those who don't respect the concept of immortality will suffer sooner or later! " The first one to kowtow, said coldly.

"The master will not bless them, nor will he have a fate with them!"

They are very devout people. Naturally, they can't stand Han Zhen's attitude. Also very disdainful of Han Zhen.

In their view, only the most devout people can get the fate of the master.

It's a long-standing idea, and it's also their obsession.

Han Zhen just shakes his head.

Han Zhengen didn't believe that.

I don't believe that prayer can be changed.

As a result, all the people in front are extremely devout, only Han Zhen is indifferent and calm.

After several turns in the mountain road, the front is very rough. Only at this time can we see an ancient mountain gate.

Although the gate is old, it still looks very noble.

Han Zhen can see that there are quite a lot of repairs on it, but the people who repaired it are highly skilled. They can't tell if they look at it carefully.

Entering the mountain gate, you are facing an ancient Dan stove. Bronze Dan stove, but obviously it has not been used for a long time, with a lot of moss growing on it.

Han Zhen can see at a glance that the shape of the Dan furnace is a rare shape of the Yin Yang furnace.

Although the effect of this Dan furnace is uncertain, the shape of the Yin Yang Zaohua furnace is enough to prove that it is not an ordinary product.

Han Zhenxin was slightly pleased.

And around the Danlu, there are many people. They are not ordinary people. But there was a futon in front of each of them, and they were kneeling on it.

Kneeling down in the direction of facing an old man with crane hair, child face and two beards.

When the old man saw that Taoist priest Zhang had brought such a group of people, he could not help but frown, "Xiao Zhang, how can you bring so many people? Today's fate is gone! "

Hearing that today's fate was gone, Chen kunjie was extremely disappointed. "Mr. Tan, we are here for the third time. I have great admiration for the experts of Yixian temple. Just ask Mr. Tan to be flexible and help each other! "

Without hesitation, Chen kunjie took out a bank card from his pocket again. "This is one million. If the master can save my wife, I will have another ten million to offer!"

Chen kunjie's hands are full of sweat, because his wife Xia Yuechan has many black spots, which can't be diagnosed in any hospital. Now there is only one life-saving straw like Yixian temple!

However, a trace of ridicule passed around the corner of Tan's mouth. He held out two fingers of his left hand and clamped the bank card.

Chen kunjie is very happy. As long as the people of Yixian Temple accept the bank card, it means that Xia Yuechan's illness can be cured.

The next moment, however, Mr. Tan cracked the bank card into two parts and said, "one million, where do you think Yixian temple is? Is that where you can humiliate yourself with a million dollars? "

Mr. Tan's tone is stern.

Even though Chen kunjie has been wallowing in the shopping mall for several years, he has lost his sense of propriety! I'm just worried about my wife's illness, but I don't mean to humiliate Yixian temple at all! "

Tan Zhenren coldly looked at the summer moon cicada that had changed its color behind Chen kunjie, and snorted: "she has Miao poisonous insects in her body, and is about to enter her brain. If it's not half a month, she's going to die! "

Chen kunjie was even more frightened when he was told by Mr. Tan, "please help Mr. Tan! I'm willing to pay any price! "