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Chapter 548 Ordinary Taoist Successor 1
888 was stunned for a moment after receiving the bead, but then his eyes flashed with gold after seeing those large numbers of foreign systems, great merit!
Without saying a word, 888 went to Dadao to get merit. So many foreign systems must have taken away all the people's nests in one go.

How much merit does that have? I never thought that one day it would be able to feel the happiness of the golden mountain of merit.

Qi Yuan looked at the quiet system space and returned directly to the Fairyland. He looked up at the wind and the mostly bald leaves.

Put the source of life in your hand close to the wind, and the green source of life extends upward along the veins of the trunk, allowing the drooping branches and leaves to unfold and show vitality.

Qi Yuan counted the wind and new leaves and nodded with satisfaction. It would be bad for such a beautiful tree to be bald.

These life sources only make Feng Yu's body recover faster, and the reaction on Feng Yu can at least make her feel much more comfortable.

After Qi Yuan finished counting the leaves, he went back as calmly as if he had watered a potted plant.

Returning to the system space, 888 also came back with the merits rewarded by the avenue. Qi Yuan glanced at 888 lying on the merit hill and withdrew his thinking gaze.

There are so many systems in the Management Bureau, but Dao Dao has a preference. He does not give up on the Gou Tianjun and cultivates the Management Bureau. It seems that at least before the Management Bureau takes over the Three Thousand Realms, Dao Dao will not let Gou Tianjun die.

After thinking about this, Qi Yuan could only temporarily suppress the urge to kill people and continue to cultivate his soul.

"888, start the mission."

888, who was looking silly and happy, immediately jumped up and said, "Okay, no problem, no problem!"

"Ding~ The mission has been started. Have a great time."

After the system sounds, what follows is the dizziness caused by a weak soul.

Qi Yuan had just entered the world and before he had time to adapt to the client's body, he felt a push. His steps were shaky and he was pushed directly into the cold stone and passed out.

Before his consciousness became blurred, Qi Yuan could only hear the distant curses.

"What's wrong with you? Just a little money for incense. If you dare to bring trouble on grandpa, I'll beat you to death."

The second-rate man put the hundred yuan or so in his pocket, and kicked down the dilapidated wooden door without any trace of anger and curses.

When I walked to the door, my eyes lit up when I saw the stone lion buried by weeds.

"The broken pig trough from Old Li's house can be sold for a thousand yuan. This stone lion is worth more than that pig trough."

The second-rate man's eyes became lewd when he thought of that place of feasting and feasting. He knelt down and hugged the stone lion with both hands, and kicked it off.

It's just that his steps were sloppy, his complexion was sallow, and his body like dry wood didn't have much strength. He barely lifted the stone lion off the ground and sat down on the ground.

As soon as his hands were released, the stone lion fell down hard, leaving a shallow mark on the bluestone.

The second-rate boy fell so hard that he felt as if his tailbone was broken, and he grimaced in pain.

After a long while, he stood up holding on to the broken door. Looking down at the fallen stone lion, he lost his breath and raised his foot to support the door and kicked hard. The stone lion rolled down the stone steps and crashed into the trees, making a crashing sound.

The second-rate man covered his butt with one hand and held on to the fence beside him with the other as he walked down the mountain.

Thinking of the hundred dollars in his pocket, the second-rate man couldn't help but spit again, "Bad luck!"

But as soon as he said these words, the second-rate man stepped on the moss, slipped and rolled down the stone steps.

The second-rate man's screams echoed in the silent forest, and it took a long time before his unbearable curses were heard again.

……

It took a while for Qi Yuan to gain control of the client's body. He hissed, took a breath of air and slowly sat up while holding his forehead.

Qi Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment. Even if someone carefully cleaned the ancient building, it still couldn't hide its dilapidation.

He was sitting in the main hall, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the door that had been kicked down by the scoundrels. The front door was covered with weeds half as tall as a man, and it was obvious that it was desolate and decayed. Because there had been a spring rain not long ago, the bluestone floor of the main hall could not help but feel a chill, which made Qi Yuan who was sitting on the ground couldn't help but shiver.

Qi Yuan covered his forehead and supported the base of the Sanqing statue to stand up. The blood on his forehead flowed from his fingers, past his brow bone, down his palms and into his sleeves.

Qi Yuan tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and covered the wound on his forehead to stop the bleeding.

After the dizziness subsided and his mind returned to clarity, Qi Yuan turned around and continued to look at the decaying hall. The Taoist Sanqing statue was enshrined in the hall. Just now, he was pushed down and knocked on the base of the statue and passed out.

Except for the fresh blood stains on the base, the statue was spotless, showing that someone had cleaned it.

Taoist temple? Is the client this time a Taoist priest?
Qi Yuan couldn't help but lower his head and look at his clothes. The indigo Taoist robe was seriously faded, and the flat shoes on his feet were also clean but worn, which was exactly the same as the decline of the Taoist temple.

He is over 1.8 meters tall but only weighs a hundred pounds. He lacks energy and spirit, is malnourished, and has a deficiency of qi and blood that has caused the decline of yang energy.

However, the dizziness and tinnitus caused by excessive blood loss soon interrupted Qi Yuan's thoughts, forcing him to sit on the futon against the pillar to take a break.

He took out the spiritual liquid from the space and poured some on his hand and applied it to the wound on his forehead, then raised his head slightly and drank the remaining spiritual liquid.

The injury on his forehead quickly improved, and Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The original owner has good qualifications, but the spiritual energy in this world is getting thinner and thinner. It has entered the Age of Ending Dharma and it is difficult to practice cultivation.

It's just that this body was too weak. With the spiritual liquid to nurse him back to health, Qi Yuan felt that his body was completely out of the state of near-death.

"888, that's it."

With Qi Yuan's approval, 888 began to transmit the client's memories and tasks.

As expected by Qi Yuan, the client this time was indeed a Taoist priest.

The client, Zhou Qi, was an orphan picked up by the master of Tianyi Temple. Because he was born with yin and yang eyes, he worshiped the master of Tianyi Temple as his teacher and learned Taoism since he was a child.

Because of his yin and yang eyes, Zhou Qi has seen too many ghosts and been frightened many times. As a result, he has an introverted and gloomy personality. He has always been taciturn in front of outsiders, and even has no sense of existence.

Zhou Qi was born with yin and yang eyes, but his fate is all yin in all four pillars. Such a person is a great complement to ghosts.

Fortunately, Zhou Qi met the Taoist master of Tianyi Temple, otherwise he would have become the food of ghosts. It's just that it only makes the situation slightly better.

As Zhou Qi grows up, the more ghosts he attracts, and more and more strange things happen around him.

Zhou Qi is not afraid of Yin Qi when he studies Taoism, but his classmates are inevitably harassed by ghosts and infected with Yin Qi and are often unlucky. Therefore, Zhou Qi becomes an isolated object. Zhou Qi feels deeply guilty about this and becomes more withdrawn and quiet, living alone all year round. It looks more and more gloomy. In the end, for safety reasons, Zhou Qi only stayed in elementary school for one semester before dropping out and returning to Taoism.

The main cultivation level of Tianyi Temple is low, so Zhou Qi can only be allowed to stay in the Taoist temple all year round. Only by relying on the protection of the incense of the Taoist temple can Zhou Qi be protected from ghosts.

Unable to go to school, the leader of Tianyi Temple specially bought a computer and installed a network cable to take Zhou Qi to study by himself in the Taoist temple.

Under the accompaniment of Tianyi Temple Master, Zhou Qi remained quiet but he did not let down Tianyi Temple Master's painstaking self-taught skills.

It was just because those ghosts were chasing him when he was young that Zhou Qi was determined to practice Taoism to protect himself. However, it was difficult to practice in the Dharma Ending Age, and Tianyi Temple was only a small temple with limited resources. Therefore, even if Zhou Qi's talent was outstanding, he could only reach entry-level cultivation and it was difficult to improve.

Although the master of Tianyi Temple wanted Zhou Qi to promote Tianyi Temple, he did not put pressure on his disciples because of his love and care for Zhou Qi. While working hard to expand the incense of the Taoist temple and accumulate strength, he searched everywhere for magic weapons that could conceal his destiny and physique. He can take his disciples down the mountain to experience the vast world.

Zhou Qi knows that his destiny is special, and he knows that only by staying in the Taoist temple will he not attract stronger ghosts to harm the people close to him. Therefore, he has stayed in the Taoist temple since he was a child and never left, and has been accompanying him in the Taoist temple. Tianyi Guanzhu lives a stable life.

With the protection of Tianyi Temple Master and the Taoist Temple, the number of ghosts gradually decreased when they saw no opportunity to take advantage of them. Although Zhou Qi's life was boring, it was also stable.

Until Zhou Qi was 20 years old, the master of Tianyi Temple who went out to practice Buddhism never returned to the Taoist temple. Just when he was restless, he received a message from fellow Taoist Feihe that the master of Tianyi Temple was about to pass away. .

Zhou Qi was shocked and hurriedly picked up his tools and wanted to go down the mountain to save the leader of Tianyi Temple. However, at this time, he bumped into a second-rate man who came to the Taoist temple to steal money for sesame oil.

(End of this chapter)