Following the sound, a lifelike paper crane fell from the sky.
After floating in front of several people, it turned into a cloud of smoke with a bang, and the purple-robed Taoist's shadow slowly took shape.
The old Taoist priest's white hair, childish face, and kind eyes make people feel friendly at first sight.
"On the first day, Wu Yongming met the Hua leader, the Wuxin monk, and the great son of the Mohist family."
"I've met a few friends."
Because Taoist Zhou of the Zhengyi Sect had been in contact with Hua Jiunan and the others very early on, and informed the sect of what happened.
In addition, Wu Yongming, the Taoist in Purple Clothes, has extensive connections and is in charge of China's special intelligence department, so he can reveal the identity of Hua Jiu Nan and others.
Hua Jiunan is the only descendant of Ge Tianshi's lineage, and he also has the strength of a deputy leader. The purple-clothed Taoist would call him this.
This was the first time for these people to be addressed in such a formal manner, and they quickly returned the courtesy after hearing this.
"I have met Senior Wu."
Hu Ping even hurriedly knelt down and worshiped: "Hu Ping, a disciple of the Zhengyi sect, pays homage to the ancestor!"
Purple-clad Taoist Wu Yongming smiled kindly.
He gently waved his sleeves to hold Hu Ping up, and then nodded lightly towards Hua Jiunan and the others.
"Master Hua, Master Wuxin, and Juzi are all in the present. Poor Taoists dare not rely on their old age to show off their talents. How about we call each other Taoist friends?!"
Hua Jiunan briefly thought about his seniority in the Taoist sect, and it was indeed inappropriate to call this master of Longhu Mountain his senior.
So I followed a standard Taoist etiquette.
"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."
"Since my Taoist friend said so, I would rather obey my orders with due respect."
At this time, Wuxin timidly poked his bald head out from behind Hua Jiunan.
"Namo Amitabha."
"The Taoist Master uses the material to transform into forms and the void Dharma. He is actually practicing the Tao, which is inferior to that of the junior monk."
If you don't know the little monk well, you might be deceived by his appearance.
But as a minister of the special department of China, Wu Yongming had already known the details of the group of teenagers in front of him.
Without conscious knowledge of mistakes, without face to see Buddha...
The existence of "walking natural disasters" and "ghost kingdoms everywhere you look" cannot be underestimated when you are humble!
"The Buddha's Dharma is boundless for great monks, so there is no need to be humble with mediocre monks."
In fact, in fact, Wu Yongming, the Taoist priest in purple, did not fully understand it.
What he was thinking in his mind was just Wu Xin's state under the suppression of "Buddha's Sutra of Suppressing Demons".
If the "seal" is lifted...the place where my heart desires is a sea of bones!
There is no living thing, no dead spirit, no time and nothing, everything is lonely...
Faceless in that state is no longer a ghost Buddha, but an existence that is completely opposite to Buddha in people's concept: devil!
Even when facing the legendary Demon King, you can still call yourself me!
Chen Daji has always been very generous and didn't even care that the Taoist priest in purple called him "Juzi".
In his mind, calling him Juzi is the same as calling him Little Duzi... Anyway, he just knows that he is calling himself.
"Wu, Uncle Wu, are you here to help save our father?!"
The purple-clothed Taoist was stunned when he heard this: He couldn't adapt to Chen Daji's address to him for a while, especially the phrase "our dad..."
"In front of a great man, a poor man dare not lie."
"This trip is mainly to explore the ruins and look for opportunities to rescue the two juniors trapped inside."
"But since I am lucky enough to meet all of you, I will definitely work together in the same boat."
"If we can take the opportunity to save the dead in Liangzhu, it will be a great merit."
Wu Yongming lived in the Qing Dynasty for thousands of years, and his tone of voice is slightly different from that of modern people.
Although Chen Daji didn't fully understand, he also knew that he promised to help him save his father.
"Uncle Wu, thank you!"
"When our dad is fine, I'll ask him to treat you to dinner!"
Although Taoist Ziyi has a distinguished status, he is approachable.
Coupled with the fact that I knew Chen Daji's temperament in advance, it was even more surprising.
"Hahaha, Juzi is indeed as 'innocent' as rumored."
"You and I are committed!"
While he was talking, a dark wind suddenly blew around him.
There were footsteps faintly heard in the cold wind, mixed with the sound of laughing and joking.
Chang Baye got excited and jumped to Hua Jiunan's feet.
It crawled all the way along the trouser legs, and finally wrapped around Hua Jiunan's wrist.
"Little sir, it's haunted again..."
Because Chang Baye's presence is relatively low on weekdays, Purple-clothed Taoist Wu Yongming does not have any relevant information about him.
Now at first glance, I can't help but be surprised: "The King of Snakes?! What a rude person!"
As we all know, when there is "danger", Chang Baye is most annoying when others talk to him.
Because it is easy to expose the target!
But the other party is a Taoist master, how dare Chang Baye ignore him... He showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and nodded and bowed towards Wu Yongming.
"Master Dao, Xiaoba, can I chat with you again later?"
"The ghost is coming..."
Wu Yongming thought hard and couldn't figure out why Tangtang Snake was afraid of ghosts.
What I am afraid of is the hanging-boot ghost with extremely low resentment...
However, given his state of mind, he would not get to the bottom of this matter.
He smiled and nodded at Master Chang Ba and said nothing.
Taking advantage of this time, Chen Daji quietly asked Wu Yongming, the Taoist in purple.
"Uncle Wu, are you a land god? Do you know how to transform into seventy-two? Can you teach us?"
Wu Yongming obviously hadn't gotten used to Chen Daji's "social awesomeness" yet. Hearing this, he was stunned and then said kindly.
"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."
"As an old Taoist, I am far from reaching the realm of land gods. The seventy-two transformations of Disha have been lost and I have never learned them."
