Chapter 57 The Fragmented Taoist 19
Because of the spiral of several people, after this interruption, the competition between Su Wenyin and Elder Hongning was naturally interrupted.
It was actually almost over, and Elder Hongning, apart from having a great time fighting, was actually still thinking about the scene that had just happened.
Many of the people present were monks who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. Of course, they could see that what Taoist Ziyin had just said might just be an excuse.
There must have been some accident that caused the Taoist priests to behave like this, but they really had no idea what the accident was.
Moreover, when the three Taoist priests came down, the originally colorful hair of Taoist priest Ziyin and Taoist priest Zixia turned black.
The monks who glanced at the two black heads had more questions in their heads. These Taoist priests were really puzzled. What kind of accident could make people spiral upward and detoxify the seven-colored ice beads? Could it be that they had time to take the antidote when they were spinning so fast?
That's not right, why should we eat it when the spiral is rising instead of eating it in the morning or evening? I've never heard that the poison of the seven-colored ice beads can only be cured in this way!
Thinking of this, everyone felt overwhelmed. They just couldn’t understand it!
Because of the end of the competition between Su Wenyin and Elder Hongning, the martial arts training ground was empty again, but no one else ran in to exchange or compete. Everyone stood still, causing the scene to become awkwardly quiet for a moment.
Sect Master Yang Yan coughed, and his eldest disciple He Huarong immediately understood what he meant. He also invited the person who had just competed with him. After the two flew to the center of the martial arts training ground, people around them began to follow suit.
Several groups of people started fighting, and the atmosphere seemed to have returned to the beginning.
Of course, it only looks that way on the surface.
If you look closely, you will find that the groups of people on the training ground are fighting absent-mindedly, and it is obvious that they are not paying attention.
As the culprits who distracted other people's attention, Yan Xia and his companions were also very uneasy at this moment.
Apart from the change in hair color, her calm and composed state was almost the same as when she first arrived. However, out of sight of outsiders, Ms. Su had already output several bursts of energy in her sea of consciousness.
[Twenty-eight Girl]: "The person who wrote this paragraph must be a tornado spirit!!"
[Twenty-eight Girl]: "If he likes going to heaven so much, why doesn't he go there himself?"
[Twenty-eight Girl]: "How dare he show it to people for testing after writing like this? I think he just wants to go to heaven."
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Yan Feiyue took every opportunity to comfort his wife.
【Young man】: “That’s right.”
[Young man]: "My wife is right!"
[Young man in his twenties]: “I just want to go to heaven.”
Yan Feiyue, who had just lost his name in the family of four, tried to find a sense of existence while responding to his wife.
The quick attitude of agreement made Yan Xia laugh. His father really understood the essence of family harmony.
As a member of the family, Yan Xia must join in! He can't be without a name.
After complaining about the accident, the family finally remembered to ask the R&D staff.
As an independent testing project, Su Wenyin of course has its own person in charge.
Ultimately, the problem this time was with her, but Yan Xia felt that the problem on his side was not small either, so when his mother went to find her person in charge to ask for clarification, Yan Xia also started looking for Brother Buddha in his sea of consciousness.
But this time, I don’t know what Brother Fo was busy with, so he didn’t reply immediately.
After meeting overseas, several rounds of exchanges and competitions were held. Some Taoist priests from other sects, together with their disciples who had finished the competition, said goodbye to Sect Master Yang Yan.
Some people didn't leave for some unknown reason. Yan Xia looked around and no longer had any desire to watch the fun, so he told Sect Master Yang Yan that they would go back to Zhengyang Peak first.
The master of Zhengyang Peak and his three disciples expressed their desire to go together.
The group had just walked a short distance when Yan Xia sensed a small commotion around the martial arts training ground. He quietly turned his head back to take a look and discovered that a lot more people were leaving.
Yan Xia sighed inwardly, and inexplicably felt that his family was a bit like the leadership team that didn't leave after get off work, causing ordinary employees to be afraid to leave.
When the family of four returned to their temporary cave, the person in charge on Su Wenyin's side had already finished troubleshooting the bugs.
Ms. Su sent the screenshot to the family group. Yan Xia clicked on it and found that it was similar to what he thought. As expected, similar bugs most likely correspond to similar people.
He was spinning and jumping in the previous world because of Donkey Taoist's cognitive misunderstanding. This time, his mother's spiral upward was similar to his bug, but also a bit outrageous.
Before Taoist Donkey came to the bureau, he was at least a living creature, but his mother's side was not even a living creature. The person in charge said that the person who wrote this program was a bamboo dragonfly monster.
Before this little bamboo dragonfly spirit came to the bureau, it was a childhood toy of a Buddhist disciple. After the Buddhist disciple became a monk, he always kept the little bamboo dragonfly with him. It listened to the Buddhist disciples chanting sutras in the temple every day, and it gradually developed its own consciousness.
Later, when a Buddhist disciple was picked up by the police station, he happened to take this little bamboo dragonfly spirit with him.
The bug in the program is that it identifies a person as a bamboo dragonfly. When the genetic setting is activated, the offspring of a bamboo dragonfly can only be a bamboo dragonfly, not a person.
The person in charge also said that the bureau was very busy with the development of various projects, so the composition of the personnel was varied, and the main focus was one...
As long as you can work, it doesn’t matter whether you are a human or a ghost.
Yan Xia was silent for several seconds after hearing this. He could only say that this was very much the style of the bureau. They were extremely stingy with materials, and surprisingly, they had no taboos when it came to personnel.
In his sea of consciousness, Yan Xia had just finished reading the content of the picture when he saw his mother say that she would definitely pay a good visit to this little bamboo dragonfly spirit after returning to the bureau.
Yan Xia touched the supplies sponsored by Taoist Donkey in the ring on his finger, and raised his hands and feet to express his approval of his mother's behavior.
Then I realized belatedly that although they had all returned to their own caves and there were no outsiders around, they had actually been talking in their sea of consciousness for such a long time, like a group of mutes performing a pantomime with their eyes.
All I can say is that it’s a blessing that no one saw it at the moment, otherwise the monks, who were already a little overwhelmed, would have so many question marks in their heads that they would be overwhelmed.
As soon as Yan Xia raised this question, no one in the group spoke anymore. They all exited their consciousness and talked face to face. A second before Yan Xia exited his consciousness, he suddenly saw Brother Fo’s avatar flashing.
Yan Xia clicked on it, and Brother Fo responded to the problem he had raised earlier about why he could not restart under the genetic settings.
[Namo Amitabha]: "Because we haven't found suitable testers, this project was originally planned to be tested later. But your parents came back to the bureau a while ago and said they could participate in the anthropomorphic testing, so this project was urgently launched."
The implication is that...
This setting was launched in a hurry, so it is normal to have bugs.
After filling out so many bug tickets in the previous world, Yan Xia had become a mature form filler, so he was actually just asking this question and had already filled out the feedback form himself.
He understands the process, but it can't be changed now.
Once Yan Xia's attention was not on this bug, his focus tended to go astray.
[Another person]: "If my parents don't want to participate in the anthropomorphic test, are you going to wait for relatives who meet the requirements to appear before starting this project?"
Brother Fo's tone revealed a hint of 'Why do you think so?'
[Namo Amitabha]: "Not really. The original plan was to randomly pick two people as father and son. Father and daughter, mother and son, mother and daughter are also OK. It depends on their wishes."
Seeing this, Yan Xia looked like: “????”
[Another person]: "You guys really know how to have fun."
Relatives can actually be set.
[Namo Amitabha]: "Just your set of test data is definitely not enough. There may be more in the future. If you have a son you like, you can discuss it with others."
As for whether people are willing or not, it is none of his business.
Yan Xia: “…………”
Why would he let someone else be his son?
[Another person]: "That's not necessary. I was born to be my mother's son."
Anyway, he and his mother are already the first set of data, so he will not participate in the rest of the data.
[Namo Amitabha]: "I understand, a mama's boy."
[Another person]: “…………”
Why don't you look at what you are saying.
Yan Xia gave Brother Fo a ten-minute popular science lecture on the world's Internet vocabulary.
Finally, I got a sentence from the other party...
I understand, but I don't think I used it wrong.
The conversation between the two ended with Ms. Su calling him out.
Yan Xia closed the dialog box without a second's pause in his consciousness. Of course, a mama's boy has to follow his mother all the time!
Colleagues, we’ll talk next time if you have anything to say.
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There must be something going on when a family of four goes out together, and the things that have been delayed for a week should be put on the agenda.
It was that when Sect Master Yang Yan and Peak Master Zheng Yang heard that they were going out, their faces looked a bit like that...
When your partner is leaving home, you can only say goodbye to him/her with great pain, even if you have no choice.
Before saying goodbye, he hesitated and seemed to want to ask a few questions...
How long will it take for you to come back? Will you still love me when you come back? Will you definitely come back? Are you sure you will definitely come back?
Yan Xia was horrified by the scene in his mind and quickly shook his head to get rid of the scene.
Although Yan Xia imagined a lot, actually Sect Master Yang Yan did not ask so many questions. Maybe he felt that he had no right to ask questions. In the end, he only asked Su Wenyin, "Will the elders participate in the exchange competition in more than a month?"
Of course they would participate, although during the exchange competition, they might just watch for fun, and there would probably not be many people who would actually invite them to compete.
But isn’t this the bureau’s requirement? You can only leave after you have participated.
When Yan Xia returned to the cave to pack up his things, he was still thinking that time passed quickly. There was only more than a month left for the second task to be completed, and he was one step closer to retirement. He felt so happy.
Of course, life now is still pretty good.
After hearing that they were just strolling around, Sect Master Yang Yan took charge of their transportation.
Originally, Yan Xia, his parents and his elder brother planned to fly to the city first.
But who knew that Sect Master Yang Yan was so thoughtful. He not only provided a luxurious carriage, but also prepared a flying horse.
This is a kind of exotic beast used by monks for traveling. Not only is it more stable and spiritual than ordinary horses, but it can also fly for a distance when necessary. It is simply a must-have for traveling and at home.
Early the next morning, Yan Xia's family of four packed up their things and quietly left Feiyu Sect after being seen off by Sect Master Yang Yan and the two peak masters Xia Shuang and Zheng Yang.
After bidding farewell to the three Taoist priests, Yan Xia was very satisfied to see the silence and emptiness behind him. Of course, it was his mother who instructed him to leave quietly.
It just so happened that Sect Master Yang Yan also seemed very satisfied with this proposal. Yan Xia touched the flying horse in front of him and secretly guessed what Sect Master Yang Yan was thinking. Was he afraid that someone from another sect would come and run into them? After the encounter, he would introduce how great and lively his own sect was...
Yan Xia thought about that scene and suddenly felt that his mother's suggestion was extremely wise.
"This horse is good!" Su Wenyin's voice of praise while touching the horse's back brought Yan Xia back from his thoughts.
This carriage and flying horse were prepared in advance by Sect Master Yang Yan and parked at the foot of the mountain. They had never been seen before.
Looking at it now, he is really quite handsome!
His body was pitch black, his muscles were very graceful, and his hair was very silky as if it had been carefully groomed. He looked like someone who could be used in a chocolate commercial.
There is also a pair of folded wings on the horse's back, which according to information can be five meters long when spread out.
The horse was very obedient. When Yan Xia touched the horse's head, it rubbed against his palm.
"It's so beautiful and so black, so let's call it the White Dragon Horse."
The other three members of the Yan family: “…………”
Su Wenyin had already jumped into the carriage. Upon hearing this, she leaned out and looked at her child: "By this calculation, this family must have a second senior brother."
Yan Xia looked at his father, and Yan Ji also looked at his father.
Su Wenyin laughed.
Yan Feiyue: “…………”
This time he had a name again.
But I don't want it.
The family of four entered Lingcheng laughing and joking. The flying horse didn't need anyone to drive it, it could find the direction on its own, so the family sat leisurely in the carriage all the way.
The pitch-black white dragon horse was finally renamed Xiaobai in order to make it easier to call. This suggestion was naturally made by Yan Feiyue.
As to whether it is for the sake of being called or because he doesn't want to be the second brother, it is unknown.
Soon the carriage entered Lingcheng. Although it had been several days since they last came to Lingcheng, the town was still bustling.
The breakthroughs of Sect Master Yang Yan and Peak Master Zheng Yang a week ago brought another blessing of the fusion period to Lingcheng.
The people of Lingcheng were shocked and had only one feeling...
I can’t finish it, I really can’t finish it!!
Some of the pots and pans at home are still full!
The crops in the fields are also growing like crazy. Sometimes they grow a new crop after one night. They have just grown several crops and now it rains again. If they could talk, they would probably shout...
I can’t absorb it all, I really can’t absorb it all!!
The arrival of Yan Xia and his companions did not attract much attention just like last time. Their way of traveling was not uncommon in Lingcheng. In addition to ordinary people using horse-drawn carriages, some young disciples who went out for training would also use flying horses when they were not in a hurry to go anywhere.
At best, only children on the street would shout to their parents: "Look at the big horse~"
The streets were still bustling as always. Yan Xia lifted the curtain of the carriage and spotted the green-haired lady from last time. The string of candied haws in front of her seemed even bigger.
Yan Xia looked at it with envy, stopped Fei Tianma, and ran downstairs to buy four skewers.
His mother has two strings, and he has two strings.
Yan Ji Yan Feiyue: “…………”
Is it because you didn’t eat it last time that you don’t even need to ask this time?
Yan Xia was eating a candied haws bite by bite when he felt his brother and father's eyes on him.
Yan Xia was silent for two seconds: "So this time... you want to eat?"
If you want to eat it, don't tell him, and he will buy it for the mother and daughter.
Yan Feiyue and Yan Ji were silent. Didn't the meaning of four strings be one string per person? There was actually a saying that two people were allowed to have two strings.
Su Wenyin chuckled: "Virtue."
After saying that, she kicked Yan Feiyue and said, "Go buy it yourself."
Yan Feiyue: “…………”
That’s why his name appears sometimes and disappears sometimes among the family of four.
Yan Feiyue glanced at Yan Ji before getting off the carriage.
Yan Ji nodded concisely and clearly, and said only one word: "Eat."
So, when Yan Xia finished eating a string of candied haws, his father came in with six strings of candied haws.
I have three skewers, and Yan Ji has three skewers.
Yan Xia Su Wenyin: “…………”
What kind of childish desire to win is this?!
Yan Ji was silent as he looked at the candied haws handed to him.
Why do we have to eat three skewers of something to taste?
Yan Xia glanced at his brother and said, "If you can't finish it, I can help you with it."
Who says it can only be used for tasting? It’s okay to eat it until you are half full.
Yan Ji took half a mouthful, swallowed the rest in his mouth, and then said, "No need."
Yan Xia sighed, his free prostitution attempt failed.
He forgot that his brother is actually a sweets lover. As for why he didn't eat any when he visited Lingcheng last time, now that he thinks about it, he probably thought it was indecent to do so in public.
Yan Xia curled her lips, thinking that people who have an idol image don’t deserve to have delicious food.
As someone who has no image burden, he eats candied haws one at a time, and the other string is gone in a short while.
Yan Xia had just dealt with the sticks when another string appeared in front of him. It was handed to him by his father.
His father also handed a string to his mother.
Yan Ji, who had just refused to share and had three skewers in his hand, said: “…………”
This makes him look stupid.
Su Wenyin chuckled, and Yan Xia also smiled at his brother.
Yan Ji was silent for several seconds, and finally handed a string to Ms. Su. Yan Xia waited for a long time but didn't get hers, so she sighed in her heart.
It seems brotherhood is of no use today.
Ms. Su became the biggest winner in this wave. Yan Xia was eating his third string of candied haws, thinking secretly that in terms of family status, he was indeed firmly in the second place.
Not bad, very good!!
Then the family, who had made a big show while eating the candied haws, soon arrived at the teahouse they had been in before.
The storytelling inside was still so loud that they could hear it even though they were sitting in the carriage.
The storyteller said: "That day was Taoist Master Zixia's thirteenth birthday. He was training alone outside, missing home and feeling sad. He was wiping tears in the dark. At that moment, the monster came to provoke him. It was a level seven monster that could speak human language. Guess what happened next? In a flash, Taoist Master Zixia beat the guy so hard that he peed and cried for his parents. The monster refused to accept the defeat and ran away..."
Yan Xia heard this: “…………”
With such a rich imagination, it's really a waste of his talent to only be a storyteller in a small teahouse.
Yan Xia, who didn't really want to hear how he fought a level 7 monster at the age of thirteen, shouted outside the carriage, "Hurry up, Xiaobai, hurry up!"
Except for Yan Xia, the other three people found it very interesting to listen to what had nothing to do with them.
Su Wenyin laughed: "Xiaobai, stand still, don't move."
Yan Xia: "Run!"
Su Wenyin: “Stand up!”
noob:"…………"
My brain feels so hot, it feels like it's going to burn out.
Xiaobai is a smart flying horse. Although his head is hot and seems a bit like paste, he still doesn't give up thinking.
So, three seconds later...
The family of four suddenly discovered that the carriage had started spinning in place, and at a fairly fast speed.
The clever Xiaobai completed these two instructions perfectly, running and stopping at the same time.
Xiaobai, who thought he was extremely smart, spun in circles on the spot and shook his bangs.
The four people who were left staggering in the carriage: "!!!!"
It was rare that several people said at the same time: "Stop!!"
Of course the obedient Xiaobai stopped immediately.
The common people walking around the street were left looking at the carriage with question marks on their faces.
Written on every face...
What's going on? Why is it spinning in circles all of a sudden? It's a bit scary!
A child's voice rang out in the silence, in a baby voice: "Mom, has Mama gone crazy?!"
Xiaobai shook his bangs.
Humph, human cubs know shit.
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