Chapter 857: Should Have Died Long Ago
Chen Changsheng had no idea how long he had been asleep.
In the temple hall, the young Daoist disciple who had been guarding the door had come inside, occasionally glancing at the sleeping guest.
It made no sense at all.
Sleeping soundly right here in the Immortal's Temple—wasn't he afraid the Immortals would take offense?
The young disciple had wanted to wake him, but his master had stopped him.
Confused, he asked his master why. "Master, the deity statues are right in front of him. For him to sleep like this... I'm afraid it's against the rules..."
The old Daoist priest merely shook his head. "He is allowed to sleep."
Anyone else would have been chased out long ago.
The young disciple frowned slightly, looking at his master.