This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

Chapter 79 has a high artistic merit.

In the three days following the video's release, Fang Zijian's backend data skyrocketed.

The video of "Xia En tying her shoelaces" garnered over 300 million views, more than 8 million comments, and over 20 million shares within 24 hours.

It's not just ordinary people watching; official media outlets are also sharing it.

The official account of the People's Daily of China reposted the video with the caption "Taoists in the New Era Through the Eyes of Young People".

CCTV's news channel broadcast a ten-second segment during its evening news broadcast, in which the host spoke in a very serious tone:

"Recently, a video of Xia En, the Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain, exorcising demons has gone viral online, and his unique fighting style has sparked heated discussions among netizens."

Then the scene cuts to Xia En squatting down to tie his shoelaces, then back to the host, whose expression twitches subtly.

Fang Zijian squatted on the steps of Qingheju, looking at the data, his hands trembling.

"300 million... 300 million views... People's Daily... CCTV... Xia En, you're on CCTV!"

Xia En lay on the wicker chair, a lollipop in his mouth, his expression calm.

"So what if I've been on CCTV? It's not like I haven't been on it before."

When did you appear on CCTV?

"When I was a child, I was moving stones on the back of Longhu Mountain in a promotional video. I was only in the background for three seconds."

Fang Zijian smiled.

He had seen that promotional video. In it, a little kid was carrying a rock bigger than himself and walking unsteadily.

He always thought it was special effects, but he never expected it to be real.

Ma Xiaoling rushed out of the house, holding up her phone, "Senior brother! Look! Zhang Yimou posted on Weibo!"

"Who?"

"Zhang Yimou! That great director! He shared your video and added a comment: 'Veteran actor, this scene is highly artistic. As expected of Xia En, it has amazed the Chinese audience.'"

The courtyard fell silent. Xia En took the lollipop out of her mouth and looked at Ma Xiaoling.

"Zhang Yimou? The one who makes movies?"

"Yes! It's the one where they make movies!"

Xia En paused for a moment.

"Is he trying to get me to act in a movie?"

Ma Xiaoling was stunned for a moment.

How did you know?

"He previously hired a Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain to film a martial arts movie, so it's not surprising that he's hiring me to film a fantasy movie this time."

Fang Zijian, standing nearby, had gone completely mad. "Xia En! You're going to make a movie! You're going to be a star!"

Xia En glanced at him. "I'm not going."

Why?

"I am a Taoist priest, not an actor. My job is to exorcise ghosts, not to make movies."

Fang Zijian opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

Ma Xiaoling looked at Xia En and suddenly smiled.

"Senior brother, you really don't care about becoming famous?"

"not give a damn about."

"Then what do you care about?"

Xia En thought for a moment.

"I care whether the roof of the Celestial Master's Mansion is leaking, whether the training ground on the back mountain has been repaired, and whether those who need help have been able to find me."

He paused for a moment, then added, "I care about whether there are enough lollipops."

Ma Xiaoling smiled and shook her head.

Zhang Yimou's Weibo post was like a bomb, propelling Xia En's name to even greater heights.

For the rest of the day, Fang Zijian's phone never stopped ringing.

Directors, producers, variety show directors, and talent agencies from all walks of life sent private messages, offering increasingly higher prices.

The highest offer was an 80 million yuan fee from a reality show, which only required Xia En to participate in twelve episodes.

Just make an appearance each episode, chat, and occasionally demonstrate some magic.

Fang Zijian compiled all the private messages into a table and showed it to Xia En.

Xia En lay on the wicker chair, turning the pages one by one, his expression unchanged.

"None of us are going."

Fang Zijian panicked, "Eighty million! Eighty million! How long would it take you to catch ghosts and earn eighty million?"

"Ghost hunting is my job, filming variety shows is my performance. I am not a performer."

Fang Zijian fell silent.

He looked at Xia En and suddenly realized that this man was more clear-headed than anyone he had ever met.

He knows what he wants and what he doesn't want.

Eighty million was less than a single tile of the Celestial Master's Mansion in his eyes.

Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but ask from the side:

"Senior, what are you planning to do? Everyone's talking about you online right now, even Zhang Yimou has called you out. Aren't you going to respond?"

Xia En thought for a moment, then took her phone out of her pocket and opened Weibo.

He registered an account, but never posted anything.

The profile picture is still the default gray one, and the bio reads "Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain". The number of followers has increased to five million.

All of this was initiated and followed by netizens.

He typed a line and sent it. It contained only one sentence:

"I'm a Taoist priest, not an internet celebrity. I can exorcise ghosts, but I don't do acting. If you want to find me, come directly to Qingheju. Bring your own lollipop."

After sending the message, he put his phone back in his pocket and continued to look at the sky while sucking on his lollipop.

That Weibo post was forwarded 500,000 times and received over a million comments within ten minutes.

"Xia En: I'm a Taoist priest, not an internet celebrity. That's so cool!"

"You brought your own lollipop, hahaha! Shane, how much do you love lollipops?"

"I'm fine with ghost hunting, but I won't go on filming. That's the Xia En I know."

Zhang Yimou: I haven't even said I wanted to film it yet! Xia En: Whether you say it or not, I'm not going.

At the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, Zhang Jingxuan looked at Xia En's Weibo post on her phone screen and smiled.

He handed the phone to Zhang Jingqing, saying, "Look, this kid is starting to sound more and more like me."

Zhang Jingqing glanced at it and asked, "Master, when did you say 'the lollipop comes with its own'?"

"I mean the tone. That 'I don't care' tone."

Zhang Jingqing looked at her master, then at the Weibo post, and suddenly smiled.

"Master, my junior brother really doesn't care about fame."

"He never cared."

"Then why did he post this Weibo?"

"Because he didn't want to disappoint those who came to him."

Zhang Jingxuan looked out the window at Longhu Mountain. "He's telling those people that he's still Xia En, and he won't change just because he's famous. They can come to him anytime, as long as they bring their own lollipops."

At that moment, in the courtyard of Qingheju, Xia En was teaching Ma Xiaoling Tai Chi.

Ma Xiaoling studied very hard, but her movements were always stiff, and she couldn't achieve the smooth and fluid feeling of Tai Chi.

"Senior brother, am I really stupid?"

"No. Junior sister, your body just hasn't gotten used to it yet."

Xia En stood beside her, reached out, and gently supported her arm. "Relax, don't use brute force. Tai Chi is about intention, not strength."

Ma Xiaoling took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried to relax.

Her hands moved slowly, much more smoothly than before. Xia En nodded. "Good. Continue."

Fang Zijian, standing nearby, took a picture of the scene with his phone.

Sunlight streamed into the courtyard, where Xia En and Ma Xiaoling practiced Tai Chi one after the other, their movements slow and graceful.

He posted the photo online with the caption:

"Xia En was teaching Ma Xiaoling Tai Chi. He said that Tai Chi uses intention, not force. This principle applies not only to Tai Chi."

The comments section immediately shifted from "Xia En is awesome" to "This senior and junior brother/sister pair is so adorable".

"Xia En teaching Ma Xiaoling Tai Chi? This scene is so beautiful!"

"One teaches diligently, and the other learns diligently. What kind of amazing brother and sister are they?"

"The strongest duo at the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, daily teaching."

When the news reached Ma Santong's ears, he was performing an exorcism.

Ma Xiaoling's father, the 40th generation descendant of the Ma family of the Exorcist Dragon Clan, is currently standing on the top of a desolate mountain.

Holding a demon-subduing staff in his hand, he faced a giant mountain demon.

The mandrill was already half-dead from his beating, but when he heard his phone vibrate, he stopped, took out his phone, and glanced at it. It was a screenshot of Fang Zijian's WeChat Moments post.

Ma Santong's eyes suddenly reddened as he looked at the photo of his daughter practicing Tai Chi.

He remained silent for a long time, then put his phone back in his pocket and looked at the mandrill.

"You're lucky. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life." He turned and left.

The mandrill lay sprawled on the ground, trembling all over, its face blank with confusion.

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