Cigarettes filled the air on Wudang Golden Summit.

However, there are very few pilgrims in the Shangxiashan Shinto.

The technology rising from the end of Dharma has covered up too much of the glory of legends, and Taoism is exactly like this.

The Taoist cave, which was originally Fuze Tiandi, is now almost empty.

On the golden roof, there is a quiet room built against the mountain.

The old Taoist priest with white hair like snow was sitting cross-legged on the futon with his whisk in hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was drowsy.

A young Taoist priest in black took a tablet computer and placed it gently in front of the old Taoist priest.

On the screen was a young Taoist priest covered in lightning.

"Master, this is Lu Chen."

The little Taoist bowed slightly.

"Palm Thunder."

The old Taoist didn't raise his head, murmured like he was talking in a dream: "There is something wrong with this bamboo forest..."

……

'Is that really a ghost? '

"God Lu said yes..."

'Did I order the wrong software? ! '

'Hey, is the live signal still going on? ! ! ! '

"The prediction is going to be refuted..."

……

For this kind of existence that has always been in the legend, audiences who are accustomed to technology cannot accept it at all.

Lu Chen plunged into the bamboo forest, but he didn't step on the bluestone pavement, but stepped on the muddy wasteland under the green bamboo, walking towards the ghosts step by step.

But the strange thing is that between the raised and lowered steps, the worn-out road shoes didn't get even half of the dirt on them.

Those ghosts wandering under the tree found Lu Chen, and suddenly turned their heads, staring at the young Taoist priest with their dark eyes, the long hair floating behind them suddenly rose, and the nails on their hands kept sharpening.

"Ow—!"

With extremely shrill and piercing screams, those ghosts frantically rushed towards the young Taoist priest who stepped into the bamboo forest.

The young Taoist priest was walking in the mud, facing the ferocious ghosts all over the sky, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, without any intention of avoiding them, and he ignored the ferocious ghosts.

Outside the bamboo forest, the four looked worried.

Especially Kong Ling'er and Li Zheng, who were pale-faced, ghosts and evil spirits obviously only existed in legends, but now they were facing each other face to face, and their hearts were extremely complicated.

Du Xingheng kept adjusting the chaotic frame, trying to figure out what data.

Chen Qilin frowned slightly, and the Tang saber in his hand was ready to strike at any time.

'Fuck, this is a shadow compared to Mr. Shancun! '

'Isn't God Lu hiding? '

'Damn it, my cabinet moved in broad daylight! '

……

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the ghost pounced on the young Taoist priest.

The ferocious ghost, which was obviously real, suddenly became illusory, passing straight through the young Taoist priest without leaving any harm at all.

"..."

Inside and outside the screen, there is silence.

I saw the young Taoist priest let the ghosts pass by, and his steps were still light and casual.

Lu Chen walked farther and farther in the mud, but when he passed an unremarkable thin green bamboo, the corners of the young Taoist's smiling eyes suddenly sharpened, and the already dim thunder light suddenly lit up around him, and he grabbed the unremarkable green bamboo. in hand.

All of a sudden, the original deep bamboo forest trembled suddenly, whether it was blue bricks, road stones, straight bamboos, or those hideous ghosts, they were constantly twisting, and the light and dark were flickering.

The original deep bamboo forest suddenly disappeared, and it became the end of the world when the land was full of fires and magma.

Gray-black fireworks and orange-red magma smashed towards the young Taoist priest at the same time.

But Lu Chen still held the green bamboo tightly, indifferent.

Seeing the mountain fire blowing in the face, the scenery changed again.

It is still the deep bamboo forest just now, but there is a small old building full of feasting and feasting on the bluestone path. Inside and outside the building are full of handsome girls in tulle.

"Master, I'm here to serve you a glass of wine"

Several Yingyingyanyan laughed and surrounded the young Taoist priest, the aroma of wine and fragrance in the white jade cup in their hands mixed together, making people's hearts sway.

But Lu Shen ignored it and let those women rub his cheeks and arms.

……

'Okay, that's all for today's live broadcast. '

'Some people opened their browsers while watching the live stream...'

'Oh, that's it?It's just average. '

'Okay, it's tough'

'Can you hold back this?God Lu, is he still a man? '

'This screen changes back and forth, there must be fraud! '

"But Lu Chen's posture of holding the bamboo is so skillful..."

……

In the barrage, various theories are mixed together, but some strange numbers can always be seen in them, such as SNIS-..., 4399, 7k7k... among which there is an endless stream.

In the distance, Kong Linger subconsciously lowered her head to look at the pale skin that was looming, and looked at the obvious 'thin' several times, the girl's pretty face was ashamed and angry.

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