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"Ha ha, I won't hide it from Daoist Lin Luo, students with talents like Zhang Hu are not abundant in Dragon Tiger Mountain, but they're not exceptionally rare either."
"Let's all come forward and pay our respects to Elder Lin Luo and Elder Yi Chengzi."
Taizhenzi, with a smile on his face, waved his hand backward, and immediately his disciples filed out in succession.
With a complicated expression, Zhang Daoyi stepped out of line. Though he had never truly faced Yi Chen, Yi Chengzi's fame had been a constant echo in his ears over the years.
Nearly everyone was comparing him with that top-tier genius Yi Chengzi, who hailed from a destitute Taoist temple. To say that he was unconcerned would be nothing but self-deception.
Before today, Zhang Daoyi still harbored thoughts of 'the path of cultivation is long, and there will be time to discuss lengths another day'. However, upon seeing Yi Chengzi today, he somehow felt relieved.
