Jiang Xuxu didn't know what had happened in the Jiang family. After a short lunch break, he followed a few guests to start the Taoist Academy's afternoon training again.
Compared to the excitement of the help-seeking interaction in the morning, the live broadcast in the afternoon seemed a bit dull.
But this does not stop the audience from loving to watch it, and the number of online viewers continues to rise.
Most of the people who come here are passers-by on the Internet.
They originally had no interest in this kind of metaphysical variety show.
But they happened to see the recorded video of praying for rain posted by netizens.
That's praying for rain!
A ritual passed down by the descendants of Yan and Huang for thousands of years!
A must-have traditional item during drought times!
Many people are still very interested.
Then, I couldn’t get out, and even started to silently review the video editing of the previous episodes.
The mountains here can barely be described as a place of peace and tranquility.
However, at this time, many masters who saw the video of Jiang Xuxu and Xie Yunli's battle for rain were not calm. They were either analyzing Jiang Xuxu's four-in-one way of drawing talismans, or studying how she brought about such heavy rain.
In a courtyard of a quadrangle in Beijing.
An old man looked at the iPad in his hand seriously.
"Just looking at the spiritual power of this little girl, it should not be enough to summon such a torrential rain. She should have invoked the power of the Dragon God. I just don't know how she caused the Dragon God's power to respond to her."
Obviously the prayers and even the hand seals are the same.
Is it because the way of drawing the talisman is wrong?
As the old man was thinking, he heard a stylishly dressed old man across from him humming softly while holding his cell phone.
"Apart from the person from the Special Security Bureau, who else can so easily invoke the power of the Dragon God?
But that person has been missing for many years, and this girl's age doesn't even match up, so I guess she has some magical weapon with the aura of the Dragon God hidden on her body."
Upon hearing this, the old man in front smiled and turned to look at another old man with a long beard sitting on the other side of the square table.
"Anyway, Haishi Taoist College has recruited a good candidate this year. Congratulations."
The old man with a long beard is the dean of Haishi Taoist College. He subconsciously wanted to grin from the beginning, but at this moment he had to maintain the dean's demeanor, restrained and calm,
"It's not bad. There are quite a few young people with good qualifications among this group of young people."
He paused and said, "I'm just young and not stable enough."
"This is a very good way to publicize the existence of our Xuanmen."
The old man said, "In those years, metaphysics was branded as feudal superstition and was almost cut off like the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine. We had to keep a low profile, but now it is time to restore the reputation of our metaphysics."
The old man next to him looked unhappy when he heard this, but he quickly changed the subject and pointed to the frozen scene of Jiang Xuxu drawing talismans on his phone and asked Dean Hai.
"I remember seeing this kind of random way of drawing talismans before. That person also came from your Haishi College! His name was Wenren..."
Dean Haishi looked at the frozen picture on his phone screen, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
"Yes, Wenren Qiqi... After so many years, I didn't expect that the apprentice she taught would also enter the same academy."
The Taoist coincidences are always so wonderful.
While the three old men were talking leisurely, many students from the Jingshi Taoist College were also discussing the video.
Unlike the three old men, many of them followed the entire live broadcast silently.
They all expressed their admiration for Jiang Xuxu, the new student.
"I originally thought she was just someone with some abilities like Shang Lu, but I didn't expect her to beat Xie Yunli from the Xie family."
As he was talking, a senior sister in Taoist robes walked by and suddenly sneered.
"That loser Xie Yunli can't even compete with a freshman in Hai City, and yet they just let such a person gain popularity online!"
The people who were discussing the matter fell silent, and only breathed a sigh of relief after the senior sister walked away.
"That one just now was also from the Xie family, right?"
"She is from a branch, but she was raised by the Xie family's patriarch since she was a child. Look at her rigid temper. She is exactly the same as Xie Yunli."
"Tsk, no wonder a branch dares to be so arrogant to the main branch?"
"That's right. I heard that the head of the Xie family was so angry that his own son ran away because of this branch's child."
Otherwise, why would Xie Yunli, a descendant of an orthodox family of the Jing City Xuanmen, go to Hai City College and stay there for more than three years?
People here are sighing with emotion.
In Haishi, the gray-haired old man turned his gaze from the clear sky outside the window to Jiang Xuxu in the live broadcast.
The originally haggard and resentful eyes now have a little more greed.
"The power of the Dragon God... She was able to borrow the power of the Dragon God... I really underestimated you before."
No wonder his previous attempt to use the Gu family’s children to deal with her failed.
This Jiang Xuxu is far more capable than he thought.
I had thought about teaching her a lesson.
But now I have to change my mind.
Rather than revenge, he now wants the power of the Dragon God more...
*
Haishi Taoist College.
After an entire afternoon of "training", several guests could hardly straighten their backs.
For the first time, they didn't care about their image in front of the camera. After getting the takeaway that Jiang Xuxu had ordered in advance, they all turned their backs to the camera, waved their hands as a farewell, and then moved back to their dormitories.
In order to cooperate with the college's schedule, the program team adjusted the start and end times of the broadcast. It was just seven o'clock now, and the live broadcast room had been closed amid the wailing of the audience.
Jiang Xuxu returned to his dormitory and had just changed out of his slightly dirty Taoist uniform when the cell phone on the table started ringing frantically.
Jiang Xuxu raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Jiang Su requesting a video call.
Jiang Su usually didn't dare to make a video call to harass her, let alone she had just finished the live broadcast.
If you don’t want to answer, just hang up.
As a result, just as she hung up, another video request came in.
Jiang Xuxu was a little confused. He slowly changed into comfortable casual clothes and then clicked on the video call.
To her surprise, the person on the other end of the video was not Jiang Su, but Jiang Han.
Jiang Han's handsome face suddenly popped up. Because it was a video, Jiang Xuxu could still hear Jiang Su's voice through the door, as if he was cursing angrily.
Jiang Han saw the video was connected and was about to speak when he saw Jiang Xuxu hang up the call with an expressionless face.
Jiang Han was stunned at first, then realized that he was hung up, and immediately frantically dialed the video call.
Jiang Xuxu was a little impatient and subconsciously wanted to block the person, but then he found out that he was using Jiang Su's account. After thinking about it, he opened it again.
See what crap he wants to say.
The moment he clicked on it, Jiang Han's expression was obviously tinged with anger, as if he was afraid that she would hang up again, so he got straight to the point.
"Jiang Xuxu, you are Rusheng!"
The tone was firm, with a hint of intention to call for justice.
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