F*ck!
!!!
!!!!
Luo Feng exclaimed.
"Damn, hand-copied manuscripts by the emperor? Are you sure, Old Luo? You aren't feverish, are you?"
"How is this possible? These are Taoist scriptures, not imperial edicts. Why would the emperor copy them himself? Did he have nothing better to do?"
Luo Feng's speculation was too bold, and everyone found it hard to believe.
"Isn't it clearly written here? 'Nurture the mysterious and embrace the authentic, guard...'" The name was too long, so Luo Feng did not bother to continue reading.
"What is this? It's so long!"
"It sounds like a Taoist title, right?"
"Whose Taoist title is this long?"
"I looked it up, and this is Emperor Jiajing's Taoist title..."
"Ha, that's right!" Luo Feng nodded in agreement.
