Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 511

Old man, no, he should be called the new god of the five towns and mountains.

Unlike the previous old man of the mountain god, he is the mountain god of the five towns who was directly canonized, and he is not worshiped by people's incense, and he will not die out because there is no incense.

Strange to say, he was originally a member of the Plague Department, one of the eight major departments in the Heavenly Court.

This plague was a fat shortage in ancient times, and the tribute incense was always a lot more. There is even a special "send the plague god" activity to send them away.

Although the name is not very good, the whole department is fat, and it is a covetousness to see the righteous gods of other departments.

But for some reason, in the blink of an eye, people generally pay more attention to safety and hygiene, and their plague gods are suddenly not popular.

No matter how big an epidemic is, it will be immediately detected and the cause of the disease will be found.

The existence of a kind of "medical science" made the status of the entire plague department plummet in an instant.

They worked so hard to create a plague that could kill tens of millions of people, but as soon as it infected a few thousand people, it was cracked, and two people were killed.

One of them is a trapeze artist who made a bet on the wrong one, and the other is an elderly man who has already reached the end of his life.

If this spreads, where will they have any face in the future?

In the past, they had hundreds of thousands, millions of achievements casually, but now it is difficult to rush tens of thousands of achievements!

No matter how contagious the plague is, no matter how high the fatality rate is, it will be resisted by the existence of "medical science," and no matter how hard the gods of their plague department make to spread and expand.

But it will always be strangled in the cradle by sterile protective clothing, masks, and medical staff.

Their power can only spark a small piece of the plague, which will soon be extinguished by the people, which makes them feel very unfulfilled.

But they couldn't help it, they did their best.

As long as the plague is within the range that humans can bear, they will quickly crack it and produce antibodies, what a great feat?

But even if they are unwilling, they do not dare to put a lesion that can kill the gods.

That's not a joke, if it does, it will become a world-destroying plague, and Jesus can't save it.

The entire plague department is in a tepid situation where the big plague dare not let go, and the small plague is meaningless, and its status in the heavenly court has also become a small transparent.

They also have to be happy, no one cares, hiding in the plague and eating and waiting for death.

I don't know what happened a few days ago, Lu Yue, the boss of the plague department, went out for a meeting, and when he came back, his face was black.

This big guy is dressed as a Taoist on weekdays, wearing a bright red robe, his face is as blue as Avatar, and his hair is red, and he is a non-mainstream.

God knows what he has experienced when such a big blue face can turn black?

It stands to reason that he is used to being criticized for holding a meeting, and he has long been dead and pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

Why is there still such a time to be angry?

Just when the old man was in a daze thinking, he was caught by Lu Yue.

Little old man, you like to touch fish, don't you?

Get out of the way to the nether realm and go fishing!

Before the old man could react, he was kicked away by his own boss and reduced to a little mountain god.

Although it was degraded, the old man didn't care at all.

Anyway, it's just a kind of treatment like eating and waiting for death, where is it different?

The air in the Nether is much better than that in the plague department, and you can also look at some normal people who look good, and they will be very eye-catching when you meet a good one.

Let's talk about the boss of their plague department first, the whole fire-haired avatar, who doesn't know what he's busy with all day long.

Let's talk about the guy named Zhou Xin, he is the envoy of the Oriental Plague, his face is all green, his mouth is full of fangs, he looks like he has been poisoned, and he looks disgusted.

It's

not that there are few normal-looking people in the plague department, but they are all big men, so what is there to look at? Don't be afraid of

panic? Although his personality has been lowered, he is still happy to be able to lie down and look at the beauties in the world.

"Ahem, know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. The

old man decided to start his research with the pilgrims of the Dripping Water Temple, after all, he would also be the same people in the mountain temple in the future, so he had to prepare earlier.

Definitely not because of the girls' big white legs!!

Drip view backyard.

Cheng Fan came over to take a look at what Dawei and Lu Xin'er had discussed, and confirmed the final ownership of the jade pendant.

It's just that when they said the final ownership of the jade pendant, Cheng Fan's face showed a hint of crying and laughing.

Pointing to the tip of his nose, he said, "Let me keep it?"

We both believe in the Lord. Therefore, it is only fitting that it should be handed over to the viewer for safekeeping.

Lu Xin'er nodded, At this time, the two became the same front.

Seeing that Cheng Fan was still a little hesitant, he smiled and said

, "Master, that jade pendant is of no use to me at all, so I can only use it for collection." If you put it there on me, you can eat ashes, so it's easier for her to see it if she wants.

Lu Xin'er also hugged Cheng Fan's arm and nodded obediently.

Cheng Fan pulled out his arm without a trace, grabbed Yu Pei's wrist and flipped it, and Yu Pei disappeared without a trace.

"Well, then come to me when you want to see it. Dawei, it's not too early, you can go back too.

"Okay!"

Cheng Fan said to Lu Xin'er, who was excited: "Go and play with Ming Zhen, I still have some trouble." Hearing

this, Lu Xin'er immediately pursed her lips and twisted her body reluctantly, Cheng Fan's figure disappeared directly in a flash, and she was so angry that she stomped her feet.

When Cheng Fan reappeared, he was already in a clearing in the back mountain.

The open space is not big or small, seven or eight meters square, with two futons, a square table, and a pot of spiritual tea.

This is the place where Cheng Fan found Xie Yu's little fat paper to practice, simple and simple.

Usually you don't need it to meditate and practice, but when you practice the Fighting Technique, you need such a slightly larger place.

Xu Huan also practiced kendo here.

There were few trees nearby, not because they weren't growing well, but because the trunks had been cut down with her flying sword.

Over time, it became an almost fixed vacant lot.

Now that Xu Huan has mastered the flying sword well, he can control his strength, and he can even achieve sword qi silk, so naturally he can't use this venue, and it has become Xie Fatpang's territory.

At this moment, he is in the form of white impermanence, a rope of impermanence is rounded, dancing and dancing, throwing it out but not hitting the target.

Cheng Fan shook his head secretly when he saw it.

His mana is low, he has no divine sense, and he can't lock on to his target, so he can only use this impermanence rope with his own strength.

Ordinary obedient ghosts are just ghosts, if they encounter a fierce spirit alone, how can it be good? Unable to escape from the wilderness?

At this moment, Xie Fatpang's body momentum increased.

Just

as Cheng Fan was thinking like this, a soft sound suddenly sounded in his mind.