"Eastern Conferred God List, open!"
The golden scroll slowly opened in Xiao Yi's mind, and the whole person's mind seemed to be integrated with the will of heaven and earth.
In an instant.
He is like the sky looking down on everything.
Perceiving the countless beings living in this land.
All kinds of noisy voices rang in his ears, making Xiao Yi think that he was in a busy city!
The Eastern Conferred Gods List allows the host to track suitable candidates who are in line with the inheritance of the gods.
Although it looks like looking for a needle in a haystack, it can actually be narrowed down by perception.
"Is it him?"
"No, not him."
"This is not OK."
"Strange, where is it?"
Xiao Yi frowned, fine sweat overflowing from his forehead.
Suddenly, Youdao's life breath was vaguely captured by him, and it seemed that he was the person he was looking for.
A vague outline of a figure came to mind.
It looks like he is still a Taoist priest!
"Hey, let the young master practice all day long and suffocate me. It doesn't matter if you run out for a while."
"It's a big deal and I'll be beaten by my master when I go back!"
Xiao Yi vaguely heard the other party's self-talk, and his voice sounded very young.
buzzing...
The Eastern Conferred God List was taken back.
Xiao Yi fell on the bed in the dormitory, feeling dizzy.
Obviously, this is to consume mental power, which is unbearable in his current situation.
"Based on perception, it doesn't seem to be too far away."
"I can make a special trip to narrow down the scope of the location search."
Xiao Yi, who had slowed down, made up his mind and packed up and set off.
It is the weekend and students are allowed to come and go freely in the university.
Small county.
People come and go around, bustling and lively.
Many tourists who like to travel together here.
Because as long as you go up, there will be a majestic and majestic mountain, inside which is located the ancient sect with a long tradition.
There is a famous tourist attraction called Wudang!
On the street, there is a figure walking around that is particularly eye-catching.
He has long black hair, tied into a standard bun, with eyebrows flying diagonally into his temples, a high nose bridge, and a fair and handsome face.
In addition, wearing a retro-style robe, there is a kind of unrestrained temperament when walking. "Wow, that little brother is so handsome, go take a photo with him!"
"Sisters, go!"
"Really good-looking, he is actually a Taoist priest."
The eyes of the nearby girls glowed.
After a while, female tourists ran over to seek group photos one after another.
"Oh yeah!"
The young Taoist did not shirk but showed a scissors gesture with a bright smile.
During this period, with his glib tongue, he also coaxed the female tourists who took a group photo to laugh.
Down to the girl, up to the aunt, they are very impressed.
Looking at the bright sun.
The handsome face of the young Taoist priest showed a look of enjoyment.
"Born to be free and unrestrained, this is what I, A Liang, want."
"Staying in a Taoist temple to practice all day long, I can't stand this pain, sir!"
A Liang was a fool, throwing off his sleeve robe and stepping forward.
There were many passengers taking pictures of him along the way, and he was able to come and go freely, occasionally making funny gestures, which made many people laugh.
"Old irons, the scenery here is very good. Going further is the famous Wudang Mountain!"
A fat man with a big belly raised his selfie stick and grinned.
The popularity in the live broadcast room was bleak, but it did not affect his enthusiasm at all.
"Everyone knows that Wudang Mountain is the holy land of Daxia Taoism, and the Wudang disciples are all extraordinary."
"It can be called a master of a master!"
The fat man shook his head and boasted.
At this time, when he accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure in a Taoist robe, the fat man suddenly got excited and ran over with a selfie stick.
"Old irons, I happen to have a Taoist priest here!"
"Come and say hello to my fans."
Axiang leaned over curiously, and when he saw the dismal number of people in the live broadcast room, he couldn't help but pout.
But he didn't turn around and left, but waved his hand with a smile,
"Hi, my name is A Liang, and I'm a disciple of Wudang Mountain."
"Everyone will come to Wudang Mountain to play when you have time. The gate of Wudang is open to you."
In the originally empty comment area, after seeing A Liang appear, comments immediately appeared.
"Fuck, are even Taoist priests so good-looking these days?"
"Damn, it has threatened my appearance."
"You're more handsome than the male protagonist in a costume movie!"
"A true priest or a fake priest?
...
Seeing the live broadcast room come alive, Fatty was very pleasantly surprised.
He decided to strike while the iron was hot!
"This handsome guy, according to the rumors of Wudang Mountain masters like clouds, and even netizens photographed a Taoist priest who can fly with a sword."
"Will you do that too?"
heard.
A Liang smiled brightly, showing his white teeth.
"Haha, it's not difficult, practice makes perfect."
As soon as these words came out, the netizens in the live broadcast room exploded.
Judging from the comments, it is generally believed that this is a joke.
"Old irons deduct six six six, it seems that according to rumors, the Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain can really fly with his sword."
"We came right this time!"
The fat man smiled.
He was just talking nonsense for the purpose of the live broadcast effect.
Only Ah Liang knew that this was what he saw with his own eyes, and he was used to it throughout Wudang.
Fatty was still bragging, blowing the Wudang disciples into the hype.
A Liang nodded from time to time, which sounded quite useful.
at this time.
A sarcastic remark appeared.
"The rubbish Taoist is blind, and when he encounters the inheritor of foreign gods, he is immediately turned into scum!"
Fatty coughed a few times, pretended not to see it, and continued his live introduction.
A Liang's smile gradually disappeared, and he said coldly:
"In terms of strength, we Taoist priests are indeed incomparable, but the exercises are also handed down by our ancestors."
"In the era of cataclysm, no matter how powerful the inheritors of foreign gods are, they will not protect you!"
After speaking, A Liang was about to leave.
However, there are again harsh and offensive comments.
"Hey, who are you stinking Taoist priests protecting? Isn't it still hiding in the mountains to eat and wait to die?!"
A Liang's figure was stagnant, he seemed to think of a bad past, and the hand in his sleeve robe was shaking slightly.
Seeing this, the fat man hurriedly rounded up the situation, smiling embarrassedly at the screen, and said:
"Everyone, pay attention to civilization, don't rise to personal attacks."
It's just that there are more and more trolls, and they continue to ridicule maliciously in the comment area.
"What rubbish, the stinky Taoist priest will just hide in the mountains and wait to die."
"I think so too. It's so powerful on the Internet. Where did you go when the ghosts were rampant?"
"Bah, it's all rubbish like a flower stand!"
A Liang's fist was clenched tightly, and the anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
With a distorted expression, he grabbed the selfie stick and said angrily to the screen: "You fucking know shit! Do you know how many people we sacrificed?!!"
The young Taoist was burning with anger, gritting his teeth, and was full of grief and anger, and his whole body was filled with a chilling aura.
Invisibly, a strong wind swirled around the robe and spread.
The fat man shivered and almost fell to his knees.
He was so frightened that he swallowed, feeling that the Taoist priest had become very scary.
"You don't know, you don't know at all..." A Liang's eyes were slightly red, and he muttered to himself.
From a young age, he noticed a strange phenomenon.
The seniors who are often seen in Taoist temples will meet to travel far away every three or five years.
Some came back, some didn't.
In this regard, the master will shake his head and sigh, without asking too much.
On that day, the atmosphere of the sect would be very low, but no one would scold the Taoist priest who ran away and did not return.
At that time, A Liang was still very young, and he was naive in his thinking, thinking that the food was too poor to force the brothers away.
Until the uncle who always loved him, never came back after leaving Wudang.
Xiao Aliang became anxious and ran to find the master.
The master was silent, thinking over and over again, and led him to a closed room.
The door opens.
Xiao A Liang was stunned.
It's all densely packed!
The names on the tablets are all people who have never returned since they left Wudang.
It turned out that they didn't want to come back, they could never come back...
"Liang Aliang, there is no god born in our country. In the face of demons and devils, do we always have to let the soldiers stand in the way?"
"Although we are Taoist priests living in seclusion in the mountains, we are also upright Daxia people."
"My compatriots are in trouble, how can I sit back and watch and live on this mountain for a lifetime?"
"Your brothers and sisters are all good. They signed a cooperation agreement with the country and followed the army to fight ghosts."
"Hey, one day, Master, my old bones are useless, and I will go to the devil's cave. How many can I kill?"
at this time.
Ah Liang gritted his teeth, tears flashed in his eyes, and the words Master had said were still ringing in his ears.
Behind every tablet is a sacrifice of human life!
Tired of bones, the soul returns home!
Therefore, under such circumstances, I saw that there were trolls slandering their Wudang Taoist priests.
A Liang's heart was extremely angry!
He controlled his emotions and said coldly to the screen:
"I Wudang, there is no coward."
"They have nothing to do with you, but they died because of you!"
"And no regrets!"
After speaking, A Liang held back his anger and left.