Shinto monks in modern times

Cultivators are subdivided into Dao, Demon, Buddha, Demon, God, and Sword. Among them, demon cultivators are often hunted down because they have the attribute of "the whole body is a treasure", so most of them who can survive are good at hiding their breath. Among them, it is difficult to be found, but the easiest to be found is the sword repair.

The sword energy is soaring into the sky, how can it be hidden?

Since this person is a sword cultivator, what about the others?

Feng Yi calmed down, and went to see the three guests after the Lingtai was clear. The one walking in the front was a mortal with a bit of stubble, with a strong bloody aura, and ordinary ghosts and ghosts were not allowed to get close; the figure of the man in the middle was faint and Cranes as tall as one person overlapped; the last sword repairer was that sword repairer.

Feng Chu introduced: "This is Ji Yun, the president of All Day Entertainment, my friend. The last two are the manager He Nan and his assistant Song Shi he found for you."

"Oh?" Feng Yi dragged out the tone, implying something: "Then you have to... have a good time with each other."

The woolen carpet covered the entire room, and the boy in only a large white robe took off his shoes, and his bare feet sank slightly into the soft whiteness. This scene can be directly transferred to the MV.

"Come in."

The two of them took off their shoes and stepped on the carpet, a breeze blew by, and the door was gently closed. The young man smiled slightly: "What are you doing here, two fellow Taoists?"

He Nan's eyes widened: "I thought you would say something like 'Pills grow bright' first." It's different from the script!

Feng Yi raised her eyebrows: "You like to listen to nonsense, big crane?" Shenxiu was very unhappy when someone came to his door, but he was not afraid, but there is still the blood of his elder brother here.

He Nan suddenly felt a sense of confidant: "I also think that those are all nonsense, and those old men just have to say a lot of things before they get down to business."

Feng Yi didn't respond.

Cold field.

Jianxiu handed over a small book, Feng Yi took it, and read out the words on it: "Monk alliance?"

"Fellow Daoist must have left the customs recently, and I don't know the changes over the years. 200 years ago, the extraterrestrial demons attacked, and the damage to the mulch consumed a lot of aura on the planet. The world of comprehension has to find another way out."

"A hundred years ago, the Kunlun Mountain Sect, the largest sect of Taoism, discovered the location of the broken ancient teleportation array on the planet. The entire cultivation world held a meeting and signed an offensive and defensive alliance agreement. After the entire cultivation world repaired the formation, The monks above the Nascent Soul Stage have all left."

"The orthodoxy is still there, the foundation is still there, and the powerful people have left enough spiritual stones to activate the teleportation array three times again, but the spiritual energy of the planet has dissipated more and more for decades, and even the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones has been absorbed by the world Quite a lot... for the current plan, unless there is a golden core cultivator who breaks through to the Nascent Soul and uses the Nascent Soul's ability to activate the ancient teleportation array, otherwise we will all be trapped and die on this planet."

"Although the overall situation is not very good, the cultivation world is united like never before, and they are like a family." Speaking of this, even He Nan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Feng Yi hit the nail on the head: "It's no wonder that the two little cranes in Cangyi Mountain are still alive and well." Before he retreated, such a simple monster was either captured or killed.

He Nan said dryly: "I'm sorry, those are my younger brother and cousin." He changed the subject decisively: "I don't know if you plan to stay in the human world or go to the cultivation world to see?"

"permanent."

The tiny sword intent was like an electric current passing by, and it was over before he could react. Feng Yi was startled, opened the book, and stroked the newly appeared, sword-like 'No. , I heard He Nan said: "Don't be offended, fellow Daoist, he had such a temper in the Song Dynasty. This is actually just an anti-counterfeiting mark. After all, there is only one sword cultivator in the cultivation world now, and it is impossible to be faked and shoddy."

Feng Yi murmured: "The only one?"

"Yeah," talking about the biggest gossip in the world of comprehension, He Nan became interested: "His master wanted to take him away back then, but Song Shi had to stay, and I don't know why." The reason I don't know how many years I have been brain-filled, the spirit stones that I bet back then are almost out of spirit, and there is no conclusion yet, which is really sad.

Feng Yi didn't look interested, he looked at the pamphlet: "Nine are on the mortal's side... three cranes, one sword repairer, and who are the other four?"

"A bald monk who recites scriptures, and three Taoist priests who catch ghosts, collect monsters and watch Fengshui." He Nan thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "I don't know what you call friends?"

"Feng Yi, Zi Xiazhi," the young man looked at Yaoxiu's expression, with a half-smile: "I am indeed the ancestor of this family, and I have told the descendants about this, what do you think?"

I thought it was seizing the house or tampering with the memory... The big crane, who treats the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, said haha: "Well, since you are planning to experience it in the entertainment industry, I will naturally assist you with all your strength. I don't know if you are planning to achieve it. What height?"

"The more fans the better."

"Do you only like acting? How about singing and being on shows?"

"The more fans the better."

"What role do you want to play?"

"The more fans the better."

"I see," He Nan wiped his sweat, thinking that this fellow Taoist really likes the feeling of being admired, and said again: "By the way, it's not enough for an artist to have a manager and an assistant. The bodyguard Song Shi can Concurrently, the driver, makeup artist, hairdresser, and clothing artist are left..."

Feng Yi interrupted: "Isn't there a city?" Everyone has lived for so many years, and just picking one is versatile.

He Nan said unwillingly: "Okay, one driver and one makeup artist."

Before Feng Yi could ask 'what's the impact of having a large number of people', Song Shi explained as if he understood his question: "Taoist friends who want to enter the world and practice for a period of time will apply for these two positions."

Feng Yi was surprised: "So regular?"

He Nan pursed his lips: "I've made an agreement with the country."

Feng Yi understood.Probably because those unsophisticated people in the comprehension world have caused some trouble and exposed their whereabouts. Those hot weapons he saw on the Internet, such as nuclear bombs, still pose a threat to monks below the Nascent Soul stage. ← Is it really good to treat nuclear bombs as conventional weapons?

"The snow is full of bows and knives, and the white bones are sleeping under the snow..." The bell rang, Feng Yi answered the phone, her attitude couldn't be more natural: "Well, I'm still talking about something, Wang Ma can't do it, come up if you want."

After a while, Feng Chu knocked on the door and came in with sliced ​​apples.

Come in!

He Nan stared dumbfounded at the mortal putting away the fruit plate, skillfully took off his shoes and stepped on the carpet, walked to stand behind Feng Yi.There were not enough chairs, and all three of them were sitting cross-legged. He was particularly eye-catching when he stood up, and he probably noticed this, so he quickly sat down cross-legged.

Just as He Nan was thinking about whether he should talk about less outrageous topics now, Feng Yi said lazily, "Where's the evidence?"

"what?"

Feng Yi used a toothpick to fork an apple, and asked patiently: "You said so much just now, what's the evidence, Big Crane?"

"I won't lie to you." Jian Xiu's black eyes were full of sincerity, and there was also an unexplainable persistence, and he repeated: "I won't lie to you."

The two looked at each other for a long time, Feng Yi sneered, Song Shi lowered his eyes, looking... a little disappointed?

"..." No, it's not necessarily because I'm blind, He Nan forced himself to turn his attention back: "What I said can be found on the cultivator forum, wait, I'll give you the URL and invitation code."

Feng Chu had some associations when his ancestors said "big crane". The young patriarch struggled to stop the beautiful picture of a crane talking in his mind, and said in a deep voice, "What if there are hackers?"

"There is one in the National Ability Team who has awakened the ability of data codes. He blocked this forum, and ordinary people can't find it at all." He Nan couldn't help but also forked an apple slice, adding: "My brother has It took too long to go out for the first time, and some of his readers launched extreme hackers to find his IP, but they couldn’t find it.”

"Ability team?"

"Well, Song Shi is a part-time captain."

Feng Yi turned to Jianxiu: "Do you know Qin Yue?" When they met for the first time in Z University, he had felt that Qin Yue had a different ability than before, maybe it was a supernatural ability.

Sure enough, Song Shi nodded: "He is a person with water attribute abilities."

After almost finishing speaking, He Nan and Song Shi were about to leave, Feng Yi reminded: "Keep the Lingtai clear when you go out, and don't think wildly."

"what?"

Mutation prominence!

The moment He Nan opened the door, countless blue lights lit up, and the buzzing sound pierced the soul!

The wind is like a cow's hair, like a thin needle, like a rain of flowers all over the sky, wrapped in a trace of spiritual power, hitting the rhythm of piercing people into a sieve every minute, no, no one is there, and a crane the height of a person appears on the spot, shrinking and The whole body is buried in the wings, and the feathers are sharp and gleaming with a cold light, obviously refined into a magic weapon.

Feng Chu: "..."

The blue light has disappeared.

The big crane stuck out its head, looked left and right, and said, "Are you okay?" It couldn't possibly be Song Shi who made the move, right?

The following development proved his guess, Feng Yi said angrily: "I stopped the formation."

Transforming into a human form again, He Nan was very embarrassed. He scratched his head, acting a little silly, and suddenly remembered something: "Wait, this formation...'The wind condenses, the needles are like rain', this is the thousand wind formation?"

"Yes."

"This formation is not lost... Ah!" He Nan realized that in front of him was a monk whose actual age could not be tested. The things lost in the cultivation world today still existed in his time.

Big Crane belatedly realized that the whole room was a formation, if he had mischievous intentions, he would have to take revenge on the spot, no, maybe the whole house is a huge formation... The senior expert is really unfathomable.

The two monks finally left.

Feng Yi stretched her waist, her eyes stayed on the place where Jianxiu sat, seeming to have deep meaning.

When a thousand winds rise, they will attack anyone who is not on their side. Feng Chu is protected by his breath, so what about Song Shi?The amulet that Qin Yue was carrying flashed in front of her eyes... Feng Yi's eyes were filled with brilliance, unless he was his disciple.