Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

Maoshan, a huge mountain gate stands tall.

Compared with the Yunwu Gate, the houses here are more majestic and grand, and the building complex inside the gate stretches out, covering an extremely large area, which is a rare large school in the world.

As one of the six giants of the Daomeng.

And it is one of the three sects separated from the real Taoism in the past. The background of the Shangqing sect is so profound that it is unimaginable.

A large group of disciples walked around, and the crowd was like a market.

"Brother Wushen, the meeting is held, hurry to Zongmen Square!"

A voice as crisp as a lark resounded, and the delicate, pink-faced girl in a Taoist robe shouted towards a peach tree.

The tree was extremely thick, like a small house, and there was even a monument standing beside it.

Letter: [Panlong Wood]

"Brother, why did you go to sleep on the Panlong Tree again? Be careful that the master will find out and punish you for chopping firewood for the ten firewood houses! Fill up the water in the entire sect!"

The little nun kept yelling at the tree.

"Don't call me my little aunt!" A head poked out from the dense canopy, wearing a short bun, wearing a black sermon robe, with a lazy expression on his face.

The little Taoist nun's voice froze for a moment, and she couldn't take her eyes off the handsome young man on the tree.

"Are you afraid that others will not know that brother, I broke the rules?"

"Don't shout, don't shout, I almost found it!"

"Peaches can really grow on this tree, so I said that I saw it right that year. When senior brother finds peaches, I will give you one to try!"

After the young man finished speaking, he burrowed his head in again, continuing to search persistently.

"Brother Wushen, you have been saying this for seven or eight years. Uncle Daoxuan said that this tree has been extinct hundreds of years ago and has changed. Otherwise, how could a peach tree grow so big? Ah." The little nun puffed her cheeks.

"This time it's really a big deal. If you don't estimate it, you will be punished again. I don't care about you!"

Even though she said so, the little nun still didn't give up on the young Taoist priest. She took two steps back and suddenly squatted down to pick up a small stone, aiming at the trembling tree crown and throwing it out.

There was a sound of "whoosh".

"Oh~"

A figure fell down in embarrassment.

"Let's go!" The little nun immediately ran forward, grabbed the young man's clothes and did not let go.

"Grandma, there's really nothing I can do about you."

The young man held a small bag on his head, and had no choice but to follow the door, muttering: "Impossible, I obviously ate peaches that year, why didn't I have none..."

He didn't look very old, but when he passed by, all the disciples of the Shangqing Sect around him saluted respectfully and called Wushen Senior Brother or Zhao Senior Brother.

Impressively, this ordinary-looking young man with a good face is none other than the contemporary senior brother of the Shang Qing Sect, and also the most powerful candidate for the suzerain's closed disciple.

——Zhao Wushen.

In fact, he is fully qualified to be the contemporary successor of the Shang Qingzong.

Since he suddenly opened his eyes at the age of thirteen, Zhao Wushen has conquered all the disciples of his generation.

However, when the suzerain planned to accept him as an apprentice, he would rather die than follow. Instead, he worshiped an unknown old Taoist priest in the chaifang as his teacher. After that, he became more and more slack, neither going down the mountain to actual combat nor participating in martial arts competitions.

With nothing to do all day long, he loves to sleep on the Panlong Tree, which is strictly prohibited from climbing by the sect. He repeatedly violates the rules of the sect and is punished by the old Taoist.

Almost everyone can see this big brother carrying water from the bottom of the mountain, or returning from logging in the back mountain.

During this process, his true qi was disabled, and he was always so tired that he would cry for his father and mother.

Gradually, Zhao Wushen also seemed to be a marginal person in the sect, only the youngest junior sister always liked to hang around behind his buttocks, and was willing to take the initiative to confine his true energy and accompany him in carrying water and chopping firewood.

When Zhao Wushen came to the square, it was already full of people.

When he saw the old Taoist priest in the front who was wearing a purple robe and had a very strange face, he said badly to himself, and quietly pulled the little junior sister aside.

"I'm afraid there will be a big event this time. If you want us to go down the mountain to get rid of ghosts, you must remember later. You are crying and making trouble, and I also ask the masters and uncles to put you in a group with me. Understand Yet?"

The little Taoist nun was very happy when she heard the words, her eyes narrowed into two crescents when she smiled.

"I know, brother~"

After everyone was assembled, the old Taoist priest who had been retreating in the back mountain for decades announced a big news. Except for the Taoist boy who had no cultivation level, everyone went up and down the mountain, and all went down the mountain!

Even Zhao Wushen, who had expected it for a long time, suddenly tightened the laziness on his face, turning into seriousness.

He pinched his fingers and counted, and his face changed even more.

"Is it ahead of time...?"

...

At Longxiang Temple, monks gathered, and their shiny bald heads gathered.

Zhao Erhu and a group of fellow apprentices were also among them. When they saw a group of monks with copper water poured on their skins and came out carrying commandment sticks, their expressions all changed drastically.

"what?"

"All the uncles and uncles from the Discipline Hall have come out?"

"Amitabha, what happened?"

"Senior Brother Qijie, do you know?"

A group of people looked at the front, a young monk with seven ring scars scalded on his head.

"What else can I do? Going down the mountain to kill ghosts, the poor monk can't wait long ago..."

This contemporary Buddhist is very special. He was carried back by the Buddha's head since he was a child. It is said that he has a profound Buddha nature. He discussed the Dharma at the age of three and discerned the way at the age of seven.

At the age of ten, he had convinced everyone in the temple except the Buddha head and a few old monks who were at the same level as the Buddha head.

However, it is a pity that this Buddhist disciple witnessed the scene of his parents being killed by an evil ghost the night he just learned to speak.

A seed of killing intent was planted in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

The head of the Buddha bestowed the title Seven Precepts on him, and only burned the seven ring scars, implying that the precept of killing has not been removed.

At the same time, he was strictly ordered to stay in the monastery, never to go down the mountain, and never actually to kill.

Zhao Erhu looked at Qijie, secretly comparing this senior brother with his brother down the mountain.

"Perhaps Senior Brother Qijie can only compete with Lao Jiang if he sets the killing ring..."

Finally he came to this conclusion.

After the monks arrived.

The old monk in front also announced.

In the temple, except for the handyman and little monks who have no cultivation level, all go down the mountain to eliminate demons.

...

Lingbao Sect, one of the three sects separated from the true Taoism in the past, is good at refining magic weapons.

It was the same scene.

...

Zhengyi, the largest sect in contemporary Kyushu.

The contemporary celestial master is guarding the restricted area for living people, and the same old Taoist in purple robes announces that all the teachings will go down the mountain to drive away evil spirits.

But here is a little different.

A young disciple stood in a group of veterans, which meant that he had already stepped into the realm of a master at a young age, and he was a supreme evildoer.

Contemporary Daozi.

——Zhang Wendao.

...

In an old village on a barren mountain, there are old dilapidated buildings everywhere, and almost every house has traces of extensive repairs.

A huge ethnic group lives here.

Their strength and background are so strong that ordinary people can't imagine.

But I don't know why, these people would rather repair it again and again, but they are still unwilling to give up these old houses.

There is a monument at the entrance of the village.

There is a simple big character in the letter.

"Yuan"

This is the most special one among the six giants of the Dao League.

It is also the strongest in the family of the world.

God knows, the Yuan family.