League of Legends Supreme Throne

Chapter 272 The Taoist Goes Down the Mountain
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For a moment, needles could be heard in Qingyun Pavilion.

Taoist Baiyun was panting like a bellows, and people couldn't help worrying whether he would drive the crane west as soon as he couldn't catch his breath.

"Uncle Baiyun, can we survive this catastrophe safely?"

All the Taoist priests in the hall fell into deep worry, and their eyes full of Qi Ji turned to Taoist Baiyun one after another.

Now that the viewer is already in such a state, they can only pin their hopes on the assistant viewer Baiyun Taoist.

After a while, Taoist Baiyun calmed down. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's useless to say more now, let's ring the bell first."

Ding. Ding. Ding

Three crisp bells rang throughout the Yunshen Temple. After hearing the sound, countless disciples stopped what they were doing and hurried towards the center of the hall.

Generally, for morning exercises, when the bell strikes, everyone can go to the martial arts field to gather.

When the Taoist temple discusses matters, the bell strikes twice, and the disciples from three generations ago can go to Qingyun Pavilion to discuss matters.

When the bell struck three times, it meant that something important happened in the Taoist temple, and all the disciples had to rush to the central hall.

These things are all recorded in the Taoist rules, but it is the first time for many disciples to hear the three morning bells from the beginning to the present.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the disciples of Yunshenguan stood neatly in front of the central hall.

Taoist Baiyun hunched over and walked slowly to the steps. He coughed twice and said, "The main reason for calling everyone here today is for one thing, and that is the thousand-year calamity of the Taoist temple."

Old Taoist Baiyun uttered a series of obscure terms, and the people below frowned and listened carefully.

After about a stick of incense passed, everyone realized that Taoist Baiyun's central thought can be summed up in one sentence: We must go down the mountain to save the world.

After another stick of incense, the old Taoist Baiyun's voice still didn't stop, but the Taoist words were just those few words over and over again.

This made everyone miss the hot-tempered Daoist Hongyun, at least the other party would not be such a mother-in-law.

After the three sticks of incense were burned out, the old Taoist Baiyun's voice paused, and everyone regained their spirits in an instant, because based on past experience, the old Taoist Baiyun was about to talk about serious business.

"According to the usual practice, Brother Hongyun only needs to go down the mountain, but this time the situation is different"

"Now, the Feizi generation and the Yanzi generation follow me down the mountain, and the rest stay behind at the Taoist temple."

"Song Miexing, Li Mieyu, you two are the best of the four generations. After I leave, you two will lead all the disciples to practice meditation in closed meditation. If there is an important matter, you will be able to transmit the sound from thousands of miles away."

Before Baiyun finished his words, a cloud flew down and instantly turned into a child.

Taoist Hongyun impatiently took out two new mobile phones from his sleeves, and said, "Mie Xing, Mie Yu, can these things be used?"

"It will be a little bit."

"That's okay, my master's phone number is stored on the first page. The name that says 'There is essence in the depths of the red cloud' is me. You stay at the Taoist temple. If there is anything unsightly that dares to make trouble, call at any time. I!"

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"Uh yes!"

Daoist Hongyun waved his sleeves and taught a lesson: "The times are developing so fast, you have to learn to use new things. This thing is called a mobile phone. It is much better than thousands of miles of sound transmission. Even disciples who have no magic power can easily control it."

Looking at the group of Taoist priests who were stupefied, Taoist Hongyun said impatiently: "What are you still doing in a daze, let's go! Everyone is chattering."

Just like that, dozens of people from Yunshenguan flew down Zhitian Peak mightily.

Taoist Yun Shen Guan's flying method is different from Luo Yun and others. They have neither wings nor flying swords, and they just fly in the air like this in the story.

The Dao name of Yunshenguan is also particular, from top to bottom, it is Yunfei and smoke, and incense is endless.

This time, Taoists Hongyun and Baiyun who took the lead are the Yunzi generation, and the ones following them are the Feizi generation and the Yanzi generation.

However, these Dao names are not arranged according to the masters at the beginning, but are fixed according to the level of cultivation.

The "juezi" generation represents young Taoist priests who have not yet started, and the "no-character" generation is a new disciple who has just started, corresponding to Blue Star's tough black iron (first-order), and so on.

As for the two Taoists Hong Yun and Bai Yun, no one knew their cultivation.

The disciples only know that the two masters are unpredictable in Taoism, and their power is at least above the extraordinary.

"When we reach Jiangcheng, we need to land and take a car or a high-speed train. Don't disrupt the rules of the secular world."

"Yes!"

Looking at the various high-rise buildings in the city, as well as the endless stream of cars, Yan Feiyu revealed a curious look in his eyes.

She is an abandoned baby picked up from nowhere by the old Taoist Baiyun 20 years ago.

I grew up in Yunshenguan since I was a child, and I have never been out of the Guanmen until now.

According to legend, Yan Feiyu was extremely talented, he could read and write at the age of three, and he could breathe into his body at the age of five.

At the age of 12, Yan Feiyu was promoted to a disciple of the third generation. Of course, she was still called Yan Yanyu at that time.

It was also half a year ago that she officially broke the path, successfully promoted to the sixth rank, and changed her name to Yan Feiyu. This talent made the old Taoist Baiyun amazed.

Maybe one day, Yan Feiyu will be able to prove the seventh level of Dao and have his own Dao name.
At that time, shall I be Taoist Caiyun or Taoist Ziyun?
Yan Feiyu looked forward to it.

"Who are these people?"

"It should be a Taoist priest, I've seen it on TV."

This line of Taoist robes or gauze clothes attracted the attention of the residents of Jiangcheng.

Of course, it's not because of their weird attire.

Huaguo is relatively inclusive, and everyone has long accepted some exotic clothes. As long as you don't wander the streets in the emperor's new clothes, no one will bother you.

The reason why he looked sideways was because of Yun Shenguan's leader, Hong Yun and Bai Yun, two very contrasting Taoists.

"Uncle, Uncle, are these steel boxes magical artifacts? I obviously didn't see any mana fluctuations on them, so they can move on their own!"

Yan Feiyu pointed at the speeding cars on the road, his tone full of curiosity.

Taoist Hongyun coughed, put on an expression that looked at you as if you had never seen the world, and talked eloquently: "This is called a car, and it is a means of transportation that uses gasoline to generate power."

Don't look at Taoist Hongyun as a know-it-all now, in fact, Taoist Hongyun went down the mountain for the first time, not much better than Yan Feiyu.

He even made a lot of embarrassing things because of his own curiosity.

Yan Feiyu opened a pair of watery eyes full of curiosity, and continued to ask: "Uncle, uncle, what is gasoline, is it the kind of oil we usually eat?"

"no!"

During the questioning and answering session between the two, the Yunshen Taoist priests also gradually gained a preliminary understanding of modern technology.

It's just that the more they listened, the more curious the look in their eyes became.

(End of this chapter)