No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 1
"Come on, back up a little bit, yes, look at this, back up a bit more, um, back up again! Back up again!"

"Ah, your uncle..."

On the top of Laojun Mountain, next to the Golden Palace, Yi Fan asked an old man to take a photo for him. The old man seemed to be very professional. He kept adjusting the angle and directed Yi Fan to change his posture. Finally, Yi Fan slipped, his body lightened, and he looked up. His head fell into the abyss.

"Young man, wait a minute, sir, I forgot to wear my reading glasses!"

"Huh? Where is the person? Who called the uncle???"

Who would have thought that halfway up this vast abyss, there is actually a Taoist temple hidden, which occupies a small area and is somewhat dilapidated, but ancient.

At this moment, in the Taoist temple hall, under a statue whose face could not be seen clearly, an old Taoist with white eyebrows was saying something with a grimace on his face.

"Patriarch, your old man has been famous for a long time, but now the aura is not visible, and the gods and Buddhas are gone. I have been reduced to relying on the subsistence allowance relief from the Taoist Association to survive!"

"Patriarch, Patriarch, if you are always alive, please bless the Daoist Association's qualification inspection at the end of the year to pass smoothly, otherwise, the old Taoist will have to cut your golden body into eight pieces, each of you will have a piece, and we will break up and ask for it! "

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a deafening loud noise came from the top of his head, and the white-browed old man was complaining, and suddenly he was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he quickly knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy.

"Ancestor, my disciples were all nonsense just now. I would never dare to sell you for money. Patriarch, calm down!"

The white-browed old man was terrified. He scolded him for most of his life, and he was about to burp. He didn't expect the patriarch to appear this time. Did he come back from anger?

The white-browed old man glanced away secretly, and suddenly froze. He saw a big hole in the roof of the hall, which was already leaking everywhere. However, this is not the point. young people.

The young man was covered in blood and remained motionless, as if he was about to kneel in all likelihood.

You said how great it was for the ancestors to build the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, but now it has become a 5A-level tourist attraction, with people coming and going, a lot of money, and someone giving a lot of money just by making a few nonsense words, which is comparable to guarding the Taoist gate at the foot of this mountain The authentic false name is much stronger than the northwest wind.

It's even better this time, and lives are at stake!
"What happened?"

"Is there a thief?"

"The wool thief and the mice don't come!"

"What's going on, is Master really going to smash the idol to divide the family?"

"What's the news, Master has ascended?"

"..."

The old man with white eyebrows had a dark face, looking at the disciples who filed in, his teeth itched with hatred.

"Damn it, the house is rotten!"

"Let me just say, the Taoist temple is built in the back mountain of the scenic spot, and the garbage dump will be finished if it doesn't change!"

"That's right, hurry up and go to the old gentleman in the scenic spot to watch the marriage and pull him down, so that he can get enough food and clothing!"

"You are blind, look at Patriarch's shoulder!"

All the apprentices talked to each other, and only now did they realize that there was a person lying on the shoulder of the intact statue of the patriarch.

"Why are you standing still, hurry up and save people, I will cut off the old Daoist's Daoist record if anyone is too much trouble, and he will marry into a family, don't you want to show some face? Hmph!"

The white-browed old man was in a hurry, and flung his sleeves away. All the disciples peeped at each other, and hurriedly climbed up to the divine case to save people.

No matter how declining Shangqing Temple is, it is still one of the famous and decent sects recognized by the Taoist Association, and each of them is a registered serious monk.

But the white-browed old Taoist, as the head of the sect, naturally has the right to cut off the disciples' Taoist records and kick them out of the Taoist temple. At that time, they will go out as disciples of the Taoist sect, but they will be considered cheating, and they will be taken away for tea of.

At night, Baimei Laodao and others each held a bowl of clear porridge, surrounded a large solid wooden table, and ate with three plates of vegetarian dishes, all of them frowning.

The leading older man is quite handsome, dressed in a white robe, carrying a long sword wrapped in black cloth on his back, looks like a fairy, he gently put down the porridge, got up slowly, and walked to the By the window, looking up at the starry sky, with deep eyes, sighed: "Master, as a senior brother, I can only say some things!"

"Fart!"

The white-browed old man took a sip of the porridge, glared at him angrily and said.

"The road to immortality is long and the avenue is boundless. As practitioners of our generation, we should brave all obstacles, go forward bravely, and not be lost by desires. Only in this way can we aspire to the great avenue, yes, yes!"

"But we're hungry!" The handsome man turned around, and suddenly found that the food on the plate was clean and smooth, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted: "Wait, shut up!"

The white-browed old man patted his belly, put down the bowl and chopsticks, came to the wooden bed behind him, looked at Yi Fan who was wrapped like a mummy, and ignored the elder brother.

The calm and seasoned second senior brother turned a deaf ear to it, quickly swallowed the last vegetable, and said, "Master, I have practiced alchemy for twenty years, and a lot of rats and cockroaches have been poisoned to death, but I can't even cure a cold. If this continues... , It doesn’t matter if we starve to death, if we fail the end-of-year assessment, it’s hard for the ancestors to say.”

The third senior brother was chattering, moving the leftover bowls, chopsticks and plates around, muttering something in his mouth.

The fourth senior brother dipped his fingers into the porridge at the bottom of the bowl, drew talismans on the table, his eyes were blurred, and he also refused to answer.

"Gululu!" The fifth senior brother suddenly threw three dice on the table, his expression nervous, and when the dice settled, he looked frustrated: "Hey, it's not a leopard. For the membership fee, even if we barely pass the inspection this time, if we don’t have money, we still have to break up!”

"That's enough of you, a born bee king, a fake drug seller, a lunatic and a fool, have you made a penny for the sect? And you, what are you laughing at, a bad gambler, my mother's bag , said, did you sell it?" Sixth Junior Sister couldn't stand it any longer, her pretty face turned frosty, her almond eyes glared at Fifth Senior Brother angrily.

The white-browed old man looked at the disciples with a sad face, looked up to the sky and was speechless, only felt that there was a fat sea in his chest, which was getting bigger and bigger, and it was almost impossible to breathe.

"Okay, stop arguing. Tomorrow, you five seniors will go to the scenic spot on the mountain to cheat as usual. Ahem, go to the practice of the road and see if you can solve the problem of membership fees at the end of next year. Little Nishang, you are born with great strength. Tomorrow Carry this thing down the mountain, find any hospital and throw it down at the gate."

My family is almost unable to uncover the pot, and the old man with white eyebrows can bandage Yi Fan to stop the bleeding, which is already very valuable.

"Ding, pay 3 yuan to the account!"

Suddenly, a pleasant sound came from Yi Fan who was lying on the bed.

The white-browed old man was shocked suddenly, the senior brother almost drew his sword, the second senior brother's eyes widened, the third and fourth senior brothers all turned their heads, the fifth senior brother's saliva flowed down, and the sixth senior sister's beautiful eyes shone brightly, trembling with excitement.

(End of this chapter)