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Chapter 43 Today! The unfilial disciple Wang Zheng complained to the master!
"I'll take this broken table, sir."

"I'll take all these broken bowls from you, too, uncle."

"These woods of yours are good too. I'll take them too."

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The old man scratched the back of his head as he watched Taoist Zhenlong leave.

It’s weird.

Everything this Taoist took away was worthless.

The old man didn't think much about it and turned around to continue sorting the junk.

at dusk.

On the hilltop opposite Wolong Mountain, on the muddy and wet ground, a simple altar had been placed there at some point.

Taoist Zhenlong looked at the brightly lit Golden Buddha Temple opposite with a gloomy look. Even in the evening, there were still many people coming to the mountain.

Some people spend a lot of money to come to the temple to cultivate their minds, some come to worship Buddha and predict their fortunes, and some young couples wait to watch the sunrise the next day.

It would be great if Zhenlong Temple was still there!

In the afternoon, he had learned on the Internet what had happened in the Zhenlong Temple and why it had become the Golden Buddha Temple.

Others didn't know what was going on, but he knew that the Taoist Association was behind this matter.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"You bully my master. My uncles are weak and old, and you bully my fellow apprentice brothers because they are not strong enough, right?"

"Today I will show you my anger!"

"Boom——" Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded in the sky, as if responding to the Taoist

"Even the old man Lei Zu is angry. You beasts deserve to die."

"Don't worry, brothers. The host will go up the mountain with all his strength!"

More than a hundred meters away from the mountainside, two or three people were struggling to attack the mountainside.

This is a live broadcast team.

The host is Pang Dahai.

The clips of Jiang Chen's live broadcast he recorded recently went viral online.

Jiang Chen did not stop him from posting the live broadcast clips.

Pang Dahai guessed that Jiang Chen should have tacitly agreed to his behavior.

After seeing the Taoist video online today, he felt with his keen intuition that this was an opportunity, so he flew from Shanghai to the mountain city as soon as possible.

Half an hour ago, he saw with his own eyes Taoist Zhenlong carrying things up the mountain one by one.

Pang Dahai guessed that Taoist Zhenlong must be going to do something, so he quietly followed him and started the live broadcast.

Now his live broadcast room has 100,000 people.

"Host, please walk faster! Run!"

"Can you do it, little dog?"

"Dahai, why are you so weak? Don't you exercise in the gym regularly?"

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't wait any longer, but Pang Dahai was exhausted.

"Hu——" Pang Dahai stopped and gasped for breath
The two assistants behind him were also as tired as dogs.

"You know a hammer!"

"There's no path in this broken mountain. I can only follow the Taoist's footprints. The Taoist's footprints are so far apart. How can I follow them?"

This was a barren mountain with countless weeds, and his shoes and pants were covered in mud.

"Da Hai, you are just weak. Look at Taoist Master Zhenlong. He is so fast. He even moved a table!"

"No need to say more, you are a dish!"

"Okay, okay, you're the big brothers, whatever you say is what we'll do. We're only a few dozen meters away, so we'll be up soon."

Pang Dahai didn't say any more nonsense and went up quietly with a few assistants.

A few minutes later, Pang Dahai and the others reached the mountainside and soon spotted the True Dragon Taoist. They saw a simple Taoist altar placed on the edge of the cliff. In the center of the table sat a statue of a deity, with tablets of deities on either side.

In front of him was a blank piece of yellow paper, a peach wood sword and a seal!
"What is this True Dragon Taoist going to do?"

"Are you stupid? Have you never been to a Taoist temple? This is a magic altar! It looks a bit simple."

"Password!!!"

"Could it be that he really wants to ask Lei Zu to send down thunder to strike the Golden Buddha Temple? Will the Buddha not show up?"

"Who knows? You'll find out if you keep watching."

Pang Dahai looked at the comments in the live broadcast room without saying a word. The three of them hid in the bushes and watched, not daring to make a sound.

This was the first time they had seen a real Taoist priest perform a ritual.

"Since you are here, please come out. I see you. Your lights are a bit conspicuous." Taoist Zhenlong was a little speechless.

"Uh"

"Master, please forgive me. We didn't mean to peek." Pang Dahai apologized quickly and sincerely.
A few people laughed awkwardly and forgot to turn off the lights in their haste to broadcast live. It was so embarrassing.

"It's okay, but don't get close to me later, understand?" Taoist Zhenlong warned seriously.

Seeing how serious he was, Pang Dahai and the others nodded in succession.

Just don't chase them away.

"Master, are you going to ask Lei Zu for help?" Pang Dahai looked at the statue on the altar and asked curiously.
"It would be amazing if I could summon the gods! But as far as I know, no one in Taoism seems to have this ability, not even the old Heavenly Master."

Taoist Zhenlong shook his head and smiled.

"Then what are you doing??"

"I don't have the ability to call on the gods. I can only appeal to the ancestor through the altar, hoping that he will send down thunder to kill those bastards!"

"what???"

"I'm reporting to the ancestor?"

"Alright, alright, they're just some little tricks. Any other magician could do it. Isn't there a really amazing magician online? He can even fly!"

It’s a pity that Taoist Zhenlong is unwilling to explain so much.

Several people were helpless.

Those who listened to the advice stood five meters behind Taoist Zhenlong and watched.

After washing his hands, the Taoist priest put on a Taoist robe with the eight trigrams printed on the back. This was given to him by his master when he broke through to the B-level realm.

It was just an ordinary yellow robe, and he had not received any real ordination.

Wearing Bagua on his body and Yin-Yang on his head, he is full of righteousness. What a Taoist!
Taoist Zhenlong's temperament changed instantly.

I don't know how serious it is.

Taoist Zhenlong picked up the peach wood sword on the altar, stepped on the Tiangang step, and wielded the sword with the power of Yin and Yang.

"Brother Hai, when someone passed away in my hometown, the master didn't seem to be like that. He seemed like a crazy demon dancing wildly."

"Fuck you! You call that a master? That's called a charlatan."

"This Taoist Master Zhenlong is using the Tiangang Step, which is specifically used before the altar ceremony."

Since watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast, Pang Dahai has also read a lot of ancient books, and he understands a little bit.

"Oh~!" The assistant nodded blankly.
"Hahaha! How can a charlatan be compared with a Taoist priest from a famous family?"

"The little assistant is so silly and cute."

"Don't talk, or you'll disturb the Taoist priest's ritual!"

"I am called "True Dragon", my real name is Wang Zheng, and I am a disciple of the lineage of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun."

"Thunder!" Suddenly, there was another roar of thunder in the sky.
It shocked people's hearts and frightened ghosts and gods!
Taoist Zhenlong looked up and his expression lit up with joy.

God help me!
"The Taoist temple was forcibly occupied and turned into the Golden Buddha Hall. The elders passed away, the fellow disciples were destitute, the ancestor was forcibly asked to leave the ancestral hall, and yet the Golden Buddha took over the temple. This is outrageous and intolerable."

"today!"

"My unfilial disciple Wang Zheng is incompetent and can only appeal to the Grand Master, begging him to give justice to the True Dragon Temple!"

(End of this chapter)