I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

After about five minutes, everything fell silent.

When Zhang Yangqing walked out of the tent, the scene before him was chilling. The headless body of the stunt clown fell to the ground, his body covered with wounds so deep that the bones could be seen. The blue-gray blood had corroded the surrounding ground into holes.

Not far away, the two strange creatures were fighting over a bloody head, which was the Stunt Clown's face with a permanent smile.

As long as he is not killed by those two strange creatures, Zhang Yangqing will pass this level tonight.

To be precise, at this stage Zhang Yangqing has already solved the problem and just needs to wait for the trainer to come back the next day.

But he is safe, but the other chosen ones are not.

As usual, Zhang Yangqing was the fastest and even announced the 'correct answer'.

If the other chosen ones had not done this, they would have surely died tonight.

Outside the big screen of Longguo, many people are still in a daze.

: This operation is very extreme. Why did Zhang Tianshi want to kill the Stunt Clown?

: You still don't understand. The stunt clown is not a real clown. A clown must tell lies and cannot tell the truth. In fact, he is the real target of the Chosen One tonight.

: I was just about to say that, but I would like to say that I also slowly analyzed the situation after seeing how Zhang Tianshi operated it. I admire how he figured it out. If I were in there, I would probably have fallen asleep.

: Perhaps the chosen ones in the world of ghost stories can see more things, such as why there are so many skeletons in the big tent. This is very suspicious and can also be said to be a hint.

: It’s bad, our country’s chosen one went into the tent to rest, now he’s dead!

In the world of ghost stories, Zhang Yangqing is still the one who makes the best use of people and things.

After the two powerful monsters left, Zhang Yangqing asked the white-haired monkey to come out and move the body of the stunt clown away. He then hid it in a nearby tent and covered it with a cloth. He would deal with other matters tomorrow.

The reason for doing this is to prevent any unexpected zombie events.

The old employee, the white-haired monkey, was naturally obedient after eating. Every time Zhang Yangqing asked it to work, he would throw something for it to eat as if it were a magic trick.

This is to constantly reinforce its awareness that good things will come to it if it obeys.

Not only the white-haired monkey, even the audience outside the big screen were very curious. When did Zhang Yangqing put it on his body and why didn't they notice it?

According to the Taoist's 'professional knowledge', if they could see Zhang Yangqing's techniques clearly, they would already be experienced Taoists.

The white-haired monkey now follows Zhang Yangqing and will look at Zhang Yangqing unconsciously.

No matter what happens tonight, this animal trainer is terrifyingly calm, as if any danger is nothing in his eyes.

In the white-haired monkey's opinion, this trainer has no strength at all. How did he defeat this stunt clown?
It became somewhat curious about Zhang Yangqing's own strength.

After all, the white-haired monkey is just an animal. Its intelligence is higher than other animals, but it cannot connect too complicated things and can only obey orders.

When we returned to the tent, the white-haired monkey had finished eating.

Just when the audience thought that the matter was over and Zhang Tianshi would definitely take a rest, he felt it was too early.

Zhang Yangqing was seen sitting cross-legged with his hands clasped in the most standard Taoist meditation posture.

He closed his eyes slightly and his breathing gradually became long and deep.

However, within a few minutes, his brows knitted tightly together and he slowly opened his eyes. "This body is really too strange." Zhang Yangqing said to himself, constantly observing his body.

He tried to circulate the internal energy in his body, but found that this body seemed to be completely isolated from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he could not even do the most basic breathing.

What's even more bizarre is that this body seems to be naturally insulated from cultivation and cannot store even a trace of spiritual energy.

If Zhang Yangqing was given enough time, he could look for rare treasures and slowly heal the disease.

But the world of ghost stories never gives people a chance to breathe, and he must find a way to improve his strength in a short period of time.

While he was thinking, he caught a glimpse of an interesting scene out of the corner of his eye. The white-haired monkey next to him was imitating him and sitting cross-legged beside him.

However, this monkey obviously did not understand the way of cultivation. Sometimes he scratched his head and ears, and sometimes he grinned, looking very funny.

Zhang Yangqing's eyes flashed with a gleam of light: Huh? This monkey is quite spiritual, why don't I teach him how to practice.

He recalled the experience of teaching the wolf demon to practice in the last ghost story, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Looking at the monkey, Zhang Yangqing suddenly spoke, with a Taoist rhythm in his voice: "Do you want to learn some magical powers? Once you learn them, you will be able to easily tear apart those weird things you just encountered."

The white-haired monkey tilted his head, obviously not understanding what "supernatural powers" meant.

But when it heard that it could easily tear apart the weirdness, its eyes lit up instantly and it nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Yangqing raised his lips slightly: "Do you have a name?"

The monkey shook his head blankly.

"I see that you look and behave like a monkey, so I will give you the surname Sun." Zhang Yangqing counted with his fingers and said seriously, "Since you have entered my sect, you are of the Chang generation, so your name will be Sun Changbai."

When the white-haired monkey heard that he had a name, he scratched his ears and cheeks excitedly and jumped around in circles in the tent.

This scene made the Dragon Country audience outside the big screen completely excited!

: Huh? That monkey actually has a generation name. Is Zhang Tianshi accepting a disciple? A Taoist priest? A monkey? Wait, where have I seen this scene before?

: Oh no, I failed the Longhu Mountain exam twice and now I’m just an outer disciple, teaching myself cultivation techniques at home. This monkey is actually a disciple personally accepted by the head master. I’m so envious that I’m crying.

: World of Ghost Stories, can you hear my call? I have never begged anyone before, please let me in, I want to be the monkey taught by Zhang Tianshi, thank you.

: Hahahaha, will there be a paragraph like this later, where after the white-haired monkey has learned it, Zhang Tianshi will say that if the white-haired monkey gets into trouble in the future, just don't tell the master about it?
: You have a narrow mind, brother. Zhang Tianshi will definitely say, if you cause trouble next time, just report my name. I don’t believe anyone dares not to give me face!
This scene also made the Taoists on Longhu Mountain unable to hold back.

None of them thought it was inappropriate for Zhang Yangqing to "accept a disciple", they were just afraid that if this monkey really practiced quickly and vigorously, wouldn't it be embarrassing for us?

Seeing that many Taoists on Mount Longhu were getting nervous, Senior Brother Su Muyu said, "Don't worry. The path of cultivation depends on your understanding and physique. The master is just a guide."

After he said this, the disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, the stone that the Monkey King had was made by Nuwa to repair the sky. It must have a special structure and is not an ordinary stone.

At this time, Xiao Xuan was thinking: But then again, no one knows what species the white-haired monkey is!

(End of this chapter)