A golden scroll slowly opened in Xiao Yi's mind, and his whole mind seemed to be integrated with the will of heaven and earth.
In an instant.
He is like the sky looking down on all things.
Perceive the countless living individuals living on this earth.
Various noisy sounds rang in his ears, making Xiao Yi think he was in a busy city!
The Eastern Gods List allows the host to track suitable candidates who meet the inheritance of the gods.
Although it may seem like finding a needle in a haystack, you can actually narrow down the area with your senses.
"Is it him?"
"No, it's not him."
"this is not OK."
"Strange, where is it?"
Xiao Yi frowned, and beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead.
Suddenly, he vaguely caught the breath of life from Youdao, and judging from his feeling, it seemed that he was the person he was looking for.
A vague outline of a figure came into mind.
It seems that he is still a Taoist priest!
"Hey, I'm bored to death by letting you practice all day long. It doesn't matter if I run out for a while."
"The worst case scenario is that I'll get beaten by Master when I go back!"
Xiao Yi vaguely heard the other party talking to himself, and his voice sounded very young.
Buzz buzz...
The Eastern Conferred Gods List was taken back.
Xiao Yi fell on the dormitory bed, feeling dizzy.
Obviously, this consumes mental energy, and it is difficult for him to bear it in his current situation.
"Based on my perception, it doesn't seem to be particularly far."
"I can make a special trip there to narrow down the scope of the location search."
Xiao Yi, who had recovered slowly, made up his mind and packed up his things and set off.
It's the weekend now, and students are allowed to come and go freely inside the university.
Small county town.
There are people coming and going around, and it is bustling and lively.
Many tourists who like to travel travel together here.
Because as long as you go further up, you will see a majestic and majestic mountain, which houses an ancient sect with a long history.
There is a famous tourist attraction called Wudang!
On the street, a figure strolling was particularly eye-catching.
He has long black hair, pulled up into a standard bun, his eyebrows slant into his temples, his nose is high and his face is fair and handsome.
In addition, wearing a retro Taoist robe, he has a chic and uninhibited temperament when walking. "Wow, that little brother is so handsome, go and take a photo with him!"
"Sisters, rush!"
"It's really good-looking. He is actually a Taoist priest."
The eyes of the girl nearby are shining.
After a while, female tourists started running over to take photos.
"Oh yeah!"
The young Taoist priest did not shirk, and made the scissors gesture with a bright smile.
During this period, he used his glib tongue to make the female tourists who took the group photo laugh.
From girls to aunts, they all have a good impression on her.
Looking at the bright sunshine.
The young Taoist priest's handsome face revealed a look of enjoyment.
"Born to be free and easy, this is what I, Aliang, want."
"I can't stand the pain of being stuck in a Taoist temple all day long practicing!"
A Liang casually threw down his sleeves and robe and stepped forward.
Many tourists took pictures of him along the way, but he managed to come and go with ease, and occasionally made funny gestures, which made many people laugh.
"Friends, the scenery here is very beautiful. If you go further, you will see the famous Wudang Mountain!"
A fat man with a big belly raised his selfie stick and said with a smile.
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 Taoism in Daxia, and the Wudang disciples are all extremely skilled."
"He can be called the best among masters!"
The fat man shook his head and boasted.
At this time, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure in Taoist robes. The fat man suddenly became excited and ran over with a selfie stick.
"Old fellows, I happen to have a Taoist priest right here!"
"Come and say hello to my fans."
Ah Liang walked over curiously, and when he saw the dismal number of people in the live broadcast room, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
But he didn't turn around and leave. Instead, he smiled and waved.
"Hi, my name is A Liang, and I am a disciple of Wudang Mountain."
"Everyone come to Wudang Mountain to play when you have time. Wudang's door is open to everyone."
The originally empty comment area started to flood with comments immediately after seeing A Liang appear.
"Damn it, are even Taoist priests so good-looking these days?"
"Damn it, it's already threatening my appearance."
"He's more handsome than the male protagonists in costume movies!"
"Is he a true Taoist priest or a fake Taoist priest?
…
Seeing the live broadcast room come alive, Fatty was very surprised.
He decided to strike while the iron was hot!
"This handsome guy, according to external rumors, there are many masters in Wudang Mountain. Netizens even photographed a Taoist priest who could fly into the sky with a sword."
"Can you do the same?"
Hear the words.
A Liang smiled brightly, showing his white teeth.
"Haha, it's not that difficult. Practice makes perfect."
As soon as these words came out, netizens in the live broadcast room went into a rage.
Judging from the comments, most people think this is a joke.
"Old fellows, 666, it seems that the rumored Taoist Master of Wudang Mountain can really fly with a sword."
"We came to the right place this time!"
The fat man smiled broadly.
He was just talking casually for the sake of the live broadcast effect.
Only A Liang knew that this was what he had seen with his own eyes, and it was something that everyone in Wudang had become accustomed to.
The fat man was still bragging, making the Wudang disciples extremely excited.
A Liang nodded from time to time, which sounded quite useful.
at this time.
A sarcastic remark appeared.
"The rubbish Taoist priest makes some blind claims, but when he meets the inheritor of a foreign god, he will be turned into scum instantly!"
The fat man coughed a few times, pretended not to notice, and continued his live broadcast introduction.
A Liang's smile gradually disappeared and he said coldly:
"In terms of strength, we Taoist priests are indeed incomparable, but the techniques are also passed down from our ancestors."
"In an era when disaster breaks out, no matter how powerful the inheritors of foreign gods are, they will not protect you!"
After saying that, A Liang was about to leave.
However, some harsh and offensive comments appeared again.
"Hey, who do you think stinky Taoist priests like you have ever protected? Are you still hiding in the mountains and waiting to die?!"
Ah Liang's body stagnated, he seemed to be thinking of bad past events, and his hands in his sleeves were trembling slightly.
Seeing this, the fat man quickly tried to smooth things over, smiling awkwardly at the screen and saying:
"Everyone please be civilized and don't escalate to personal attacks."
However, there are more and more trolls, and they continue to make malicious ridicules in the comment area.
"What rubbish? The smelly Taoist priest will just sit in the mountains and wait to die."
"I think so. It's so popular online. Where were you when ghosts were rampant?"
"Bah, it's all flower stand waste!"
A Liang's fists were clenched tightly, and the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
With a distorted look on his face, he grabbed the selfie stick and said angrily to the screen: "You guys know nothing! Do you know how many people we sacrificed in the first place?!"
The young Taoist priest was furious, clenched his teeth and his face was full of grief and indignation, and his whole body was filled with a frightening aura.
Invisibly, a strong wind swirled around the Taoist robe and spread.
The fat man shivered and almost knelt down.
He was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva, feeling that this 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.
When he was a child, he discovered a strange phenomenon.
The seniors I often see in the Taoist temple would meet up for long trips every now and then.
Some people came back, and some people didn't come back.
In response to this, the master would shake his head and sigh, without asking too much.
On that day, the atmosphere in the sect would be very depressed, but no one would rebuke a Taoist priest who ran away and never returned.
A Liang was still very young at that time, and he was so naive that he thought it was because the food was too poor that he had to leave his senior brothers.
Until his uncle, who had always loved him, never came back after leaving Wudang.
Little Aliang became anxious and ran to find his master.
The master was silent, thinking again and again, and led him to a closed room.
The door opens.
Little Alian was stunned.
They are all densely packed with tablets!
The names on the tablet are all people who left Wudang and never came back.
It turns out that it's not that they don't want to come back, it's that they will never come back...
"Little Aliang, there is no god born in our country. When faced with evil spirits, do we always have to let soldiers stand in the way?"
"Although we are Taoist priests living in seclusion in the mountains, we are also upright Daxia people."
"How can we just sit back and do nothing when our compatriots are in trouble and live in this mountain for the rest of their lives?"
"Your senior brothers and uncles are all good. They signed a cooperation agreement with the country and followed the army to fight against ghosts."
"Hey, Master, one day my old bones are useless and I will go to the devil's cave and kill as many as I can."
at this time.
Ah Liang gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with tears, and the words of his master still rang in his ears.
Behind every tablet is a sacrificed human life!
Tired of bones, the soul returns to its homeland!
Therefore, under such circumstances, I saw some trolls slandering them as Wudang Taoist priests.
Ah Liang was extremely angry inside!
He controlled his emotions and said coldly to the screen:
"I, Wudang, am not a coward."
"They have nothing to do with you, but they died because of you!"
“And no regrets!”
After saying that, A Liang held back his anger and left in a puff of his sleeves.