When Gu Zhisang first heard about programming, he felt that it was novel and a little absurd.
But if you think about it carefully, this idea is theoretically feasible.
The power of Taoism belongs to pure yang energy, while the power of evil spirits belongs to yin evil energy. Both belong to the category of metaphysics and are things that ordinary people cannot see or touch.
Since the 'black fog' can continuously transmit evil power and negative emotions through the Internet and manipulate people's hearts;
Ghosts can also leave various traces on the Internet.
Similarly, the former is pure yang and positive energy, which can also be spread with the help of the Internet.
Seeing her slightly stunned expression, Yan Cheng thought she didn't believe him, "Wait for me for a moment, we can do an experiment now."
He asked Gu Zhisang to list a spell at random, then walked to the desk in the living room and sat down, saying:
"I will first make a simple plug-in. If it can be successfully started and run on electronic devices, it means that the power of metaphysics can indeed be exerted by scientific means..."
As he spoke, his slender, bony fingers began to tap rapidly on the keyboard with a serious expression.
Yan Cheng wears a pair of ordinary thin-rimmed glasses when he works.
It's not that he is nearsighted or has other eye problems, but he has been sitting in front of the computer for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will feel tired after a long time;
Glasses with mild prescription can help him see more clearly and focus more, and the special lenses can also block screen light.
At this moment, he was wearing home clothes, and his cold temperament was slightly diluted by the slightly long hair ends and the glasses on his nose, giving him an indescribable warmth and seriousness.
Gu Zhisang always knew that Yan Cheng had a good-looking face.
But at this moment when she first saw him, the inexplicable sense of familiarity in her heart resurfaced, so strong that it made her raise her eyebrows.
"You can do it, too?"
Yan Cheng didn't notice the people around him staring at him, his fingertips kept moving, "I've learned it before, I can't compare with the professional technical team, but this kind of plug-in is not difficult, I can also make it..."
"alright."
He stopped what he was doing and looked in the direction of Gu Zhisang. "Try running it?"
Gu Zhisang nodded and moved closer to take a look.
As her cultivation improved, the compatibility and integration of her 'earth immortal' level soul and this body became higher and higher;
Compared with the same year, every detail, especially temperament, has undergone earth-shaking changes.
When she leaned forward slightly, her long, black, satin-like hair fell from her shoulders and gently rested on Yan Cheng's shoulders.
Such a light touch made the young man feel it and his back stiffened.
Gu Zhisang naturally had a pleasant smell on his body, very light, and Yan Cheng couldn't think of any smell to compare it to;
Like tea tree, but without the bitterness.
He tried hard to focus his attention away from his shoulder, but his ears were still burning uncontrollably, covered with a layer of spreading crimson.
Yan Cheng pushed his glasses down to hide the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, and clicked to run the plug-in.
The spell that Gu Zhisang gave him was the most common one: the spell to suppress evil.
While running the plugin, she logged into her account using Yan Cheng's computer and sent a message in the group chat called "Underworld Messenger Communication Group":
Gu Zhisang: [^-^]
There are not many members in this group chat, about twenty or so, all of whom are regular Yin messengers in charge of various areas in the Yang world.
Perhaps it was because the ghost messengers with official ranks were rather aloof, except for the initial moment when the King of Hell happily formed a group for them, the ghost messengers exchanged a few words of greeting, and after that the group chat was like a stagnant pool of water, with no further movement.
Far away in the underworld on the other side of the world, the Black and White Impermanence and the underworld officials in each district were shocked when they saw the message in the group.
Soon the group became lively:
Fan Wujiu: [? ? Me? ]
Yinchai No. 1: [Hello, Envoy Gu~ I am your loyal fan. I was afraid of disturbing you before, so I didn't dare to poke you privately.]
Ghost Messenger No. 2: [While collecting souls, Envoy Gu has something to tell you.]
[……]
Gu Zhisang, who just wanted to do an experiment, didn't expect that it would cause so many enthusiastic responses. In just two minutes, hundreds of messages were posted in the group.
After she exchanged pleasantries and explained the surprise to the Yinchai in the group, she turned her attention to the plug-in file on the screen.
“It’s useful.”
Driven by her ability, the small plug-in made by Yan Cheng was like a black hole on a plane, continuously absorbing and locking the evil energy retained by the evil spirits in the chat group.
Gu Zhisang formed a magic spell with his hands.
After changing the seal, she drew out a wisp of Yin energy that was sealed by the programmed Taoist formation and held it firmly in her palm.
Although Yan Cheng, who had a special body structure, could not see it, he could feel the evil in Gu Zhisang's hand, and the cold aura.
He crossed his fingers calmly, then said after a pause:
"Since the plug-in is useful, it means that this method is feasible. I will contact the team below and ask them to carry out relevant research and development, write and integrate it into the system."
"If everything goes well, we can promote it across the board and upgrade it to run in less than a week."
According to Yan Cheng's explanation, there is a big difference between a single plug-in and the overall system, and it must be done by a professional team.
As a giant in the business landscape of the Xia Kingdom, the electronics industry is one of the Yan family's most core, largest and strongest businesses, and is also a leader in the world's electronics industry.
Currently, more than 70% of the electronic equipment and related systems used by the people of Xia State are produced by Yanshi, and there are also a large number of users overseas.
If the spells of the metaphysical world were successfully programmed into the system and all devices were upgraded to the new system, it would be equivalent to implanting a small formation in every electronic device that could be activated at any time!
The two looked at each other and saw solemnity in each other's eyes.
The combination of technology and metaphysics is a double-edged sword.
Before discovering He Zhaosheng, Gu Zhisang, Xuanmen, and the official spiritual group did not know that metaphysical power could be transmitted through the Internet, let alone that spells and formations could be activated through the Internet!
In this case, decent spells are still acceptable.
Once evil forces take advantage of the situation and implant some evil spells or arrays into people's mobile phones, you can't be sure what big trouble will happen!
Realizing this, Gu Zhisang has planned to inform the spiritual group of the news and let the authorities find ways to fill the gaps and hidden dangers on the Internet.
She was thinking about how to catch He Zhaosheng.
Based on the premise that Yanshi's top technical team can integrate brand new codes into the new system, if you want to catch He Zhaosheng on the Internet, you must first lock down his location.
In Gu Zhisang's hand, there was the breath of He Zhaosheng that he captured from the electronic devices of Haiming and others.
So first she needs to add a 'tracking symbol' to the new system.
By activating the 'Tracking Talisman', he searched for the Yin energy in the city that was of the same origin as He Zhaosheng's aura, found the direction, and locked the location.
Secondly, the second-level spell code should incorporate the spell type of formations that have the ability to suppress evil and lock spirits.
The moment He Zhaosheng's position was locked, he was imprisoned with a formation, preventing him from breaking through and escaping into the network again.
Finally, add a layer of 'ghost killing curse'.
If He Zhaosheng is caught and shows signs of escaping or has other malicious intentions, he will be killed immediately to prevent future trouble.
These three spells and formations are of no harm to ordinary people's body and mind, and are aimed at ghosts.
But even if the plan goes smoothly and the three-layer talisman code can be integrated into the system and run in electronic equipment, it will not be an easy task to catch He Zhaosheng.
The key lies in how to use the "tracking symbol" to lock onto He Zhaosheng's whereabouts.
Whether on the Internet or in reality, talismans and formations alone are not enough. They must also rely on the ability of the master to activate the formations in order for them to be effective.
The Xia Kingdom was vast, with a land area of tens of millions square kilometers and a population of over one billion.
He Zhaosheng hides through the Internet, which can exist in any region and anyone's home.
In order to accurately lock onto it, one must simultaneously activate the "tracking symbols" throughout the Xia country, with consciousness spanning tens of millions of kilometers, to include it in one's own consciousness;
This is a method that only the true God can use.
Gu Zhisang, an 'earthly immortal' who failed to transcend the tribulation and whose spirit/body are not in harmony, cannot do it.
The scope of her consciousness covers at most a small province or a few cities.
It will be difficult to take care of it if it is farther away.
Coincidentally, Gu Zhisang is a messenger from the underworld. She has other means to make up for her lack of awareness - she can use the ghost gate connecting the yin and yang worlds to go anywhere she wants in the blink of an eye.
This way she could divide the search by region and search city by city.
After figuring out the method of capture, Gu Zhisang breathed a sigh of relief, listed all the spells to be used, and handed them to Yan Cheng.
"Thank you for your help."
Yan Cheng: "I'm just doing my best. I don't know how to deploy troops to exorcise evil spirits or catch ghosts, but this is all I can do to help. Besides, you've saved me so many times, I've long since given you my all."
There was a gentleness in his eyes as he spoke.
When Gu Zhisang heard these words, she was stunned again.
The familiar feeling that was about to emerge brought back fragments of memories hidden deep in her memory.
The sickly prince Yan Huishan, who once stayed on their mountain, grew from a young boy to a young man. He always had a warm and gentle smile in his eyes and brought all kinds of royal treasures and delicacies from land and sea to her mountain gate.
After she went down the mountain to practice killing ghosts, she always liked to drink strong liquor and then water her sword.
Before going out every day, she would always place a neatly packed package outside her living room, containing gold and silver money, as well as a pot of royal jade wine worth thousands of gold coins.
Or the medicinal herbs she used to strengthen her body, which she no longer had to search and pick on the mountain top herself, became the little prince just waving his hand and carrying boxes of them up the mountain like cabbages every year.
Yan Huishan is a very kind person. To use worldly terms, he is just a rich, naive guy.
When he first went up the mountain, he was only twelve or thirteen years old, a little boy wearing a snow-white fox fur coat. He wanted to give all the things he brought out of the palace to Gu Zhisang and Jun Hong.
Gu Zhisang was not used to accepting other people's kindness. At the beginning, he often kept a tense expression and let the things sent by others out of the mountain gate.
'Don't send me any more in the future, I don't need them.'
Every time she finished speaking and turned to leave, she could see from the corner of her eye that the boy looked depressed, like a poor puppy knocked down by loneliness.
After only a moment's loss, the young prince smiled again and followed her and Junhong, calling them "Master" over and over again.
Once when Gu Zhisang was leaving the mountain, his gaze paused slightly when he saw a scene outside the mountain gate.
There was only a rattan chair in the deserted forest in the mountains.
The young man was wearing a green bamboo cloak and reading an ancient book silently. A young deer was sitting behind him on a rattan chair, nibbling on grass. The mountain breeze and the chirping of birds passed by him but could not cause any ripples.
At that moment, she felt a faint loneliness from this young man.
Come to think of it, if Yan Huishan had not been weak and sickly since birth, he would not have been sent to this boring mountain so early, but would have lived a life of luxury in the palace.
There is a huge gap between being a favored child of heaven and a poor little kid who lives under someone else's roof and has no playmates.
As if frightened by Gu Zhisang's clear gaze when he came out of the mountain, the young deer, which was chewing grass slowly behind a rattan chair, was startled, jumped up, and hopped into the mountain.
The young prince noticed the movement, looked up suddenly, and saw Gu Zhisang in front of the mountain gate.
His originally silent eyebrows suddenly became lively, curved into a soft arc, raised his hand and waved: "Master Gu, you are out of the mountain."
That clean appearance, which could still be seen through at a glance, made Gu Zhisang's heart stir for the first time and he felt a little sympathy.
She replied indifferently, and the young man followed with sparkling eyes, picked up the little dog at his feet, and said:
"Master Gu, when I returned to the palace last week, I listened to a folk storybook in a teahouse about your heroic deeds and your extermination of evil spirits..."
Later on, somehow, Yan Huishan became more and more skilled, always more attentive than Junhong, and treated the Taoist temple as his own home.
Her master Junhong is a greedy and alcoholic old boy who is happy every day as long as he has wine to drink.
Later, Yan Huishan, who was always respectful and gentle as jade, learned a trick from him -
Whenever Gu Zhisang declined, he looked depressed:
'You and Master Junhong have pulled me back from the brink of death many times, and I was able to return to the mountain to save my life. I am just an ordinary person in the human world. I cannot help you exorcise evil spirits and solve your problems, nor can I help you overcome difficulties. All I have are material possessions.
"If you don't accept all of this, I will feel guilty and don't know how to repay you."
"……"
Thinking about it now, the words Yan Cheng said and the feeling he gave her were like a replica of Yan Huishan.
Gu Zhisang knew that his intuition was very sharp.
When she looked at Yan Cheng again, there was a lot more scrutiny and thought in her eyes.
She was a little suspicious of Yan Cheng's identity.
Suppressing his doubts, Gu Zhisang said, "I'm ready to go back. The program team sent me the script for the eighth episode. I should go directly to the program recording location. What about you?"
Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment and realized that they were going to part ways.
He was not in high spirits, pursed his lips and said, "It's time for me to go back."
It didn’t take long for his family to inform his parents about the abduction by the deputy leader of the Qianqing Sect.
Although he contacted his family as soon as he was rescued, Fu Qingan was still anxious and angry, and the headquarters had to be manned;
I heard from the secretary that during the past few days since he'd disappeared, some rumors had arisen in the company from nowhere.
He should go back and deal with these things.
"Let me arrange the special plane?" Yan Cheng said, preparing to take out his cell phone.
Gu Zhisang here didn't know what he saw, his eyebrows slightly frowned, but soon returned to normal.
Hearing this, she refused: "No, I have something else to do."
Yan Cheng: "Okay, then have a safe trip. I will have the technical team develop the code as soon as possible and strive to upgrade the system as soon as possible."
"You should also pay attention to your safety. If you find any unusual movement of the evil energy in your body, contact me directly." Gu Zhisang said.
After leaving the Yanshi branch, Gu Zhisang called Zheng Ruyu.
As soon as the call was connected, the other party's tone was nervous and excited:
"Coach Gu, are you serious? Can we really combine network technology and metaphysical formations?!"
Gu Zhisang responded, "The separate plug-in has indeed run successfully. You can contact Yan Cheng to follow up on the specific situation. I believe the official technology must be quite good."
Zheng Ruyu nodded repeatedly in the office at the other end, pacing back and forth:
"We have never thought about this before. If we can really connect metaphysics to the Internet and connect every citizen's device, then it will be much easier to combat metaphysical evil!"
"We can even develop a special software, or as Yan Cheng suggested, develop an operational component in the electronic system, which is used to sense the evil spirits around the device users.
As long as the user is surrounded by ghosts or evil spirits, or is murdered by metaphysical means, the software that captures the remaining breath will automatically sound an alarm, upload the victim's information to the spiritual team's database, and then send someone to deal with it. "
"In this way, solving and suppressing metaphysical cases is no longer just talk, but can be actually implemented!"
Listening to Zheng Ruyu's imagination, Gu Zhisang knew that the official top leaders must have taken this matter seriously.
If it was really as she planned, and the authorities and the Spirit Group really produced such software, then the two tragedies in Wind City would have been discovered and stopped early, saving many innocent people.
Gu Zhisang: “But it’s difficult.”
She didn't mean to pour cold water on him, but was telling the truth.
The technology of the Internet is difficult.
Masters who have the ability to create a group formation covering the entire territory of the Xia Kingdom are even rarer.
Zheng Ruyu said: "It is indeed difficult, but we have to do it. As far as I know, the higher-ups are already preparing to mobilize a technical team to invest in research and development. Even if the research and development period is three to five years, as long as it can be done, it will provide an extra layer of security for ordinary people."
"By the way, we continued to dig deeper into the traces that He Zhaosheng left online and found some things. He was indeed promoting that evil god and making this cult more popular. Currently, the Internet police and offline police are cracking down on related dens."
According to official investigations, the followers and believers of this evil god are extremely crazy.
They firmly believe that as long as they believe in the 'Thousand-Faced God', they can realize any of their wishes.
At the same time, the three views and concepts of these believers have also been distorted. They think that as long as they can get what they want: money, appearance... they can give anything.
Including one's own life and soul.
Zheng Ruyu said in a serious tone: "This evil god has become a trend among young children who have not yet established their values. A kind of 'suicide game' and 'sacrifice game' have emerged. The group chat we raided was shocking."
"There are also elderly people who regard the world created by the evil god as a happy paradise. The number of elderly people committing suicide has increased significantly compared with previous years."
"What do these ____ people want to do?"
Gu Zhisang sneered and said, "What we should ask is what the 'black fog' behind it wants to do and what it is."
She used to think that the 'black fog' was targeting her.
Destroying her ascension and overcoming tribulations in her previous life and obstructing her progress in Taoism in this life are acts of an enemy no matter how you look at it.
But after a series of unsolved cases, Gu Zhisang denied his initial guess.
She found herself to be the other party's target, but it was only one of them - preventing her from becoming a true god was definitely not the ultimate goal of the 'Black Mist'.
Whether it was the trafficking in Southern Province, the P/U/A group chat, or the souls of more than a hundred villagers devoured in Wind City, or He Zhaosheng who has been on the run and continues to spread his evil power on the Internet...
Gu Zhisang gradually discovered the deeper purpose of the "Black Fog" incident:
Devour souls and spread evil.
This "evil" does not refer to crime, but the bad nature imprinted in human genes.
It is an expansion of all the vulgar and mean desires of human beings.
The same is true for the various group chats that the Ling Group has found so far.
Encouraging young children and the elderly to 'commit suicide' is supposed to gain their souls;
Various kinds of "peach blossom spells", "lucky luck spells", "fraud groups", "Internet celebrity training groups"... are all designed to amplify the desires of netizens and turn them into a bunch of brainless, incapable of thinking, insects controlled by desire.
If this is true, what benefit can the 'Black Mist' gain from it?
Gu Zhisang didn't think it through, but she knew that, at least in the eyes of the 'Black Mist', she was closely related to all of this, or to its ultimate goal.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to target me from eight hundred years ago until now.
After thinking for a while, she said to Zheng Ruyu: "You don't have to worry about it now. Just dig out the tumors that have surfaced and eliminate the hidden dangers."
Since the other party did not use simple and crude means to commit the crime, but instead used borrowed knives to kill people and used roundabout means, it shows that the other party is not yet strong enough to despise everything.
The fact that it cares so much about these two things shows that it is beneficial to it whether it devours human souls or spreads evil thoughts.
By cutting off the source of benefits, perhaps the expansion of the "black fog" can be curbed.
Zheng Ruyu: "We think so too. That kind of 'suicide game' must be banned. As for other evil spells, we will also speed up the elimination process..."
As she was speaking, she paused for a moment and said in a complicated tone:
"Sangsang, have you seen the wanted order issued by the Qianqing Sect?"
Gu Zhisang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Wanted for me?"
"More than that." Zheng Ruyu was at a loss for words. "You'll know if you go to the forum."
Gu Zhisang opened Fangwai's forums and various channels, and indeed saw the wanted order issued by the Qianqing Sect, which listed her several major crimes in the name of the largest sect of Xuanmen.
Especially her actions during this trip to Fengcheng, which were exaggerated by the Qianqing Sect with a tone of anger and resentment, portraying her as an evil and evil witch.
What about colluding with evil spirits, framing colleagues, killing mystics, and concluding slave seals...
If she wasn't herself, after seeing such a tearful and heartfelt accusation, I'm afraid I would have followed suit and called her a "vicious witch."
At the end of the wanted order, the Qianqing Sect called on the Xuanmen inside and outside to suppress her.
He also brought Yan Cheng with him.
It was clearly the deputy leader of the Qianqing Sect who kidnapped people first, and forcibly used Yan Cheng's physique to attract evil spirits to open the barrier and summon the ghosts. Now it has become 'Yan Cheng's physique is too dangerous, he can summon hundreds of ghosts, and he needs to be killed as soon as possible'.
Zheng Ruyu was a little worried and said, "Sangsang, the Qianqing Sect is the largest sect in the Xuanmen Sect after all, and it has a lot of influence in the outside world. If they label you as a witch, I'm worried that many small families will respond and cause trouble for you."
"It's okay." Gu Zhisang curled his lips slightly, and his mood was actually quite good: "I can handle this matter myself, you don't have to worry."
The reason why she sent those masters back to report the news was because she was waiting for this moment.
The Qianqing Sect, which has always been arrogant and conceited, has now been humiliated by an unscrupulous person. How could they swallow their anger?
After hanging up the phone, Gu Zhisang stomped his feet.
A pitch-black ghost door rises from the ground, filled with a sinister aura.
She stepped in, and a moment later the Ghost Gate appeared on the hillside behind a certain city.
Looking around, there are towering mountains, dense forests, and no one in the world.
Gu Zhisang took out the chess box from his arms, picked up a few chess pieces slowly and leisurely, and clamped them between his knuckles like rolling beads on a plate.
As she overlapped her hands and placed her middle finger over her index finger, the 'aura' around her suddenly became fierce.
Clear spells came out of her mouth: "When facing a battle, all soldiers will march forward in formation. Always watch them and nothing will escape their grasp."
"fight!"
As the voice fell, a few black and white chess pieces, like sliding beads, were picked up by her thumb and flew out of the wind along the predetermined trajectory. They did not look like chess pieces but like bullets that were unstoppable.
The chess piece suddenly hit the front, and there were only a few "bang" sounds, and it seemed to be blocked by an invisible layer and stayed in the air for a moment.
Faint ripples floated in the air, and a towering Taoist temple appeared half real and half shadow behind the ripples.
As the number of chess pieces increased, after about eight or nine pieces popped out, the mountain protection formation around the Taoist temple was completely broken by Gu Zhisang's brute force.
Although this Taoist temple is hidden in the mountains, its door beams are tall and its surface is simple and elegant. In fact, each door panel is made of golden nanmu wood which is worth a lot of money.
At the top of the doorpost, there is a door plaque hanging.
I don't know what kind of wood the plaque is made of, but it is a rich yellow wood with a light matte luster. Any font or character written on such a door plaque will add a sense of luxury.
Inscribed on the title: Qianqing Gate.
This is the Qianqing Gate, which is one of the three major temples within Xuanmen and is known as the first temple.
The inner disciples who sensed the "enemy attack" also rushed out of the Taoist temple with talismans and magic tools to defend against the enemy and stern faces.
"Who is this evil spirit? How dare you be so bold as to cause trouble in front of my Qianqing Gate!"
Seeing that there was only a slender, beautiful young woman outside, many of the disciples were stunned, and those who recognized Gu Zhisang's identity widened their eyes:
"It's the demon girl Gu Zhisang!"
Among the crowd, there were several masters of the Qianqing Sect who had their cultivation levels reduced and contracts signed by Gu Zhisang.
Seeing her face again, they all looked grim, thinking of the fear they had felt when they were dominated not long ago.
"What are you doing here, witch? You are walking into a trap..."
The Xuanshi who was shouting "witch" in the front was blown away more than ten meters by Gu Zhisang with a flick of his sleeve before he could say anything.
Everyone was horrified. Before they could even see how Gu Zhisang made his move, their bodies lost weight and flew backwards, without even a chance to resist.
Gu Zhisang appeared in front of one of the masters, who was the one who was in Tianyun Village in Fengcheng before.
The man looked horrified, thinking that she was wanted and came to settle accounts with him, and stammered:
"Yes, it was you who told us to report the truth..."
Gu Zhisang smiled and said, "Yes, you did a good job. I came here just because you were invited."
If it weren't for the Qianqing Gate's "gracious invitation" and the wanted order, she would have no legitimate reason to come to their door.
Master Xuan, who understood the hidden meaning of her words, felt like crying but had no tears, and even thought that the woman in front of him was a lunatic!
"So, what exactly are you going to do, Senior?"
Gu Zhisang narrowed his eyes and said, "Take me to your Qianqing Sect's book collection. I heard that your sect has collected many books left over from the first generation of Xuanmen. Those books belong to the Xuan Masters of the world. It's not too much for me to 'borrow' a few books."
Master Xuan didn't dare to say anything excessive, so he had to take Gu Zhisang to the sect's library.
The Qianqing Gate has a large number of ancient books and a rich collection of books. Just as Gu Zhisang said, there are many books that she and Taoist Junhong left on the mountain after they left, and they are all familiar classics.
But these were not the books she needed at the moment. After browsing through them one by one, she picked out a few that she wanted and swaggered out of the library.
Up to this point, it had only been ten minutes since she broke through the Qianqing Sect's formation. It was neither long nor short, but during this period, no master of the sect's level appeared.
When she reached the main gate of Qianqing Gate, she looked back at the humiliated masters behind her with an indifferent expression:
"If I remember correctly, the plaque on the pillar of the Qianqing Gate is not yours. Could it be that it is 'borrowed'? What a great first Taoist temple! It is really eye-opening."
"What nonsense are you talking about? This plaque is the treasure of our Qianqing Sect. It has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. How can you slander it?" A master of the mystic arts finally couldn't help it and roared with a red face:
"If our sect leader hadn't been in seclusion, I would have made you... made you pay the price!"
"Oh, yours?"
Gu Zhisang pulled the corner of his lip, and used his backhand strength to hit the crossbar of the Qianqing Gate. A loud roar came from a distance, and it was deafening:
"How dare you, you brat?!"
She raised her eyes indifferently and asked, "Isn't Sect Master Yuan in seclusion?"
The old man with angry eyes and white beard who appeared at this time was the current leader of the Qianqing Sect. His surname was Yuan, and he was a fellow senior brother of the previous deputy leader.
He was well aware of his master's level and strength, and knew that anyone who could directly cripple his junior fellow apprentice must be more capable than him!
Master Yuan was also very conflicted when he issued the wanted order.
On the one hand, if he did, he would completely offend the young genius Gu Zhisang;
But if they don't send it, not only will their fellow apprentices be disheartened, but even outsiders will laugh at them for being cowardly and incompetent.
After considering all these things, Sect Leader Yuan gritted his teeth and issued a wanted order.
In his opinion, the Qianqing Sect did have the most powerful man in the world - his master, the previous head of the Qianqing Sect. Even though his master was really in seclusion, Gu Zhisang would not dare to come and act presumptuously.
Who could have thought that she would not only be so presumptuous, but also turn Qian Qingmen's family upside down. Now he had to step in.
In response to Gu Zhisang's sarcastic question, Sect Leader Yuan pretended not to hear and skipped the topic, and asked with a sharp look in his eyes:
"My dear Gu, what exactly do you mean by suddenly coming to the Qianqing Gate and making such a commotion?"
Gu Zhisang said, "I have no other intentions. I just want to follow the example of the First Taoist Temple and come to your sect to 'borrow' some books and materials. Your sect should understand this the most, right?"
Sect Leader Yuan's eyelids twitched, and before he could say anything, he heard the extremely arrogant witch continue:
"Originally I just wanted to borrow two books, but who would have thought I would see the plaque of your temple."
"Master Yuan should know where this item came from. Shouldn't it have belonged to Taoist Junhong, the first generation leader of Xuanmen? How did it become the property of Qianqingmen?"
Sect Leader Yuan's expression changed drastically and he stared at Gu Zhisang.
How on earth did this little girl know about this secret that happened hundreds of years ago?!
He said in an embarrassed tone: "What do you want to say?"
Gu Zhisang smiled and said, "Taoist Junhong was the master of Xuanmen in his lifetime. He once said that if he could attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven, all the items in the Taoist temple could be borrowed by people in Xuanmen."
"You have 'borrowed' this plaque from the 'Ganqing Gate' for hundreds of years. Now it's time to lend it to someone else."
Shocked by her words, Sect Master Yuan finally sneered and said, "How dare a little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair covet and defile the gate plaque of our Qianqing Sect? It seems that I must teach you a lesson today!"
Old man Yuan did not want to confront Gu Zhisang. After seeing the miserable condition of his junior brother, he felt like retreating. If he, at his age and in a high position, lost to a little girl, wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing?
But out of helplessness, in order to maintain his own and his sect's reputation, he had to bite the bullet and do it.
I have to say that this old fellow, who has lived for over a hundred years, is indeed vicious and capable, unlike those young masters.
Gu Zhisang fought with him for dozens of moves and figured out the old man's moves. When the old man was about to take out the talisman to cheat, Gu Zhisang seized the opportunity and kicked him hard in the chest.
This kick was kicked with full strength. Old Man Yuan couldn't help but take several steps back. He tried hard to hold back the blood churning in his throat, but in the end he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
He looked at Gu Zhisang with horror in his eyes, and kept muttering: "Impossible... How could it be..."
At this moment, he still had the same doubts as his junior fellow apprentice:
How could I be defeated so quickly?
How did Gu Zhisang do it?
Gu Zhisang withdrew his hand and exhaled, his expression normal, and said:
"You are so confident when you 'borrow' from others, but you are not happy when you 'borrow' from yourself. This is the legendary saying that officials are allowed to set fires, but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps."
"But I'm a stubborn person. I'll never give up on something I like..." She said, raising her palm.
Sect Leader Yuan covered his chest with his hands, his eyes wide open, "Gu Zhisang, don't go too far!"
"My ancestor of the Qianqing Sect is striving for the realm of true knowledge and is about to come out of retreat. No matter how talented you are, don't do anything that you will regret!"
However, Gu Zhisang had never heard of this before. With a slap of his palm, the century-old door pillars of the Qianqing Gate collapsed layer by layer, and the door plaque hanging above it also shook and finally fell off.
"I never regret anything I've done."
After the gate plaque fell into his hands, Gu Zhisang stroked the smooth and cool patterns on it, and with a little force, he erased the three words "Ganqing Gate" bit by bit in front of the red-faced gazes of everyone in the Ganqing Gate.
She finally got back her old things.
After doing all this, Gu Zhisang walked away without thinking of hiding or escaping. He walked directly and fearlessly to the filming location of the episode eighth of "Spiritual Affairs".
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At 8:30 the next morning, the eighth episode of the "Spiritual Affairs" program, which had been postponed for three days, finally began.
The moment the live broadcast started, countless viewers flocked in.
In less than ten minutes, the number of people in Gu Zhisang's live broadcast room exceeded 10 million.
This is an unprecedented and terrifying heat.
Amid the still-rising number of people, Gu Zhisang's face appeared on the screens of the audience's devices.
Gu Zhisang: "Good morning, let's get ready and start our one-on-one interaction today."
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