Shi Tai's 'why' also asked the voices of others present.

After a question, everyone present stared at the nominal leader, who was only seven or eight years old, and the dissatisfaction in their hearts seemed to be irrepressible.

There is a leader who does not know how to do it, they don't mind, after all, it is nothing for a layman to lead an insider, as long as you know that you are a layman and don't cause trouble for them.

But you, a little guy who may not even know all the words, are not good at being your nominal acting palace master, but you have to dictate the compilation of Daozang.

You may just think it's fun, but it will cost so many people months of hard work.

Why?

Just because you are the acting palace master appointed by the emperor? Just because you are the emperor's commander?

Looking at the little guy with a delicate, cold, and unsmiling face in front of him, everyone present felt a burst of anger in their hearts.

However......

In the face of the indignation of almost everyone present, Huang Sheng directly ignored it.

Turning his head and glancing at Shi Tai, he was obviously sitting a few heads lower in the chair, but Huang Sheng saw a sense of condescension at this glance.

"You want to know why?"

Somehow, it was obviously a little guy in the face, but under this cold expression and indifferent tone, Shi Tai actually felt a pressure.

Subconsciously, this Taoist master, who has been famous in the Taoist sect for a long time, nodded after listening to Huang Shang's words.

"What did the Emperor ask you to make up?"

didn't answer, Huang Sheng looked directly at Shi Tai and asked.

Shi Tai: "Long Live Daozang!" ”

Huang Shang: "Wanshou Daozang, what's the meaning?" ”

Shi Tai: "The foundation of the inheritance of the Taoist family, the foundation of eternity." ”

Huang Shang: "Taoism exists, what is it pursuing?" ”

Shi Tai's brain was sparsely dripping with cold sweat, and his voice was a little hoarse and replied, "Dao...... Phoenix! ”

Huang Sheng nodded, and casually picked up a thread-bound book on the table, "So, can you tell me what is written here...... What is it? ”

"Taoist ....." Shi Tai's voice trembled a little, not because he was afraid of Huang Shang, nor was he worried about the little emperor's blame, but he was afraid that he would almost destroy the foundation of Taoism for all ages.

"We ..... Reworked! ”

Under Huang Shang's cold gaze, Shi Tai lowered his noble head.

Huang Shang got up and jumped out of his chair.

"If you want the method of martial cultivation, why do you need to compile a Dao Collection? There are thousands of martial arts in the world, how good it is to integrate a "Martial Arts"! ”

When the words fell, Huang Sheng did not stop, walked towards the outside of the banquet hall step by step with his short legs.

"Humph! Don't want martial arts? What do you want? Spell? There are thousands of seekers today, who has really cultivated a spell?

Just talk and don't practice, if you have the ability, you can make up a "Wanshou Daozang" that can teach people to become immortals! ”

was pressed by a little guy who was only seven or eight years old and didn't dare to come out, Xu felt that he couldn't wipe his face.

After seeing Huang Sheng walk out more than ten meters away, at the lower position of the main table, Yin Thirteen, the eldest disciple of the Maoshan Sect Leader, couldn't help but underestimate in a low voice.

This voice was not loud, but all the people present were people with internal strength, and they could naturally hear it clearly.

It's just that, despite being able to hear clearly, no one spoke.

was speechless when asked by a seven or eight-year-old doll, although what the other party said was right, but where did the people in the audience have the slightest complaint?

What's more, the little doll is so small, and no one thinks that the other party will have any clever martial arts, and the other party can't hear this small voice.

Therefore, even the master of Yin Thirteen, the current head of Maoshan, did not say anything to scold him after glancing at his apprentice.

However.....

Just when everyone thought that this was the end of the matter, and the little one was going to leave.

saw the yellow dress that was leaving, and the foot that had just been raised was retracted, turned around, and glanced at Yin Thirteen expressionlessly.

There was no emotion at this glance, but it made Yin Thirteen subconsciously a little worried.

Immediately, a burst of indignation flashed in his heart again.

Thinking about him Yin Thirteen, as a disciple of Maoshan Zhangjiao, he is already a first-class master in the rivers and lakes at a young age, and he is only half a step away from the top master.

Now I will be frightened by a seven or eight-year-old doll, and it is a shame to say it.

Thinking about it, Yin Thirteen glared angrily, "What? Am I wrong?

Don't we want to leave some immortal skills in "Wanshou Daozang"? It's just that in ancient times, I only saw the legend of immortals, but no one saw the true immortals come into the world.

Especially now, no one can use the spells contained in the Dao Collection, so what can we do except leave the true meaning of the martial arts? ”

For Yin Thirteen's words, Xiao Lori didn't refute it, and she didn't even look at him more.

His gaze swept over Yin Thirteen, stayed on Maoshan Zhangjiao for a moment, and swept past the three principals of Wuyazi, Shi Tai, and Zhang Dunfu one by one.

The corners of Little Lori's mouth hooked up slightly, and a smile flashed.

Raising his head and looking up at the sky, the immature voice sounded leisurely in the field.

"It's going to thunder, it's raining, go home and collect your clothes."

After speaking, the little guy stopped staying, turned around, and left everyone with a chic back.

Remain...... Behind him was a crowd of bewildered people.

What do you mean?

Going to thunder?

It's raining and you go home to collect your clothes?

What is this?

It's the day of the moon, right?

Thunder in winter? Isn't this little guy talking in his sleep?

And then.....

As soon as this thought came to mind, he didn't wait for Yin Thirteen to sneer.

"Boom!"

Above the nine heavens, there was a thunderclap.

A bolt of lightning fell, falling on Yin Thirteen's body, and in an instant, Yin Thirteen's whole person fell to the ground and convulsed, and when the thunder dissipated, there was only a blackened corpse left on the ground.

And among the people sitting around Yin Thirteen, none of them were injured by the thunder and lightning.

"Whoa!"

Before everyone could react from the shock, bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, drenching all the Taoist priests present into soup chickens.

It's thundering, it's raining, go home and collect your clothes!

Subconsciously, Huang Shang's words sounded in everyone's minds.

The words were still in my ears, but all that was left in front of me was a curtain of rain covering the sky and a charred corpse struck by lightning.

"This ......"

This amazing scene made everyone on the field a little overwhelmed.

The cold winter wax moon and the thunder in winter are obviously not natural phenomena.

In particular, the rain curtain that covered the sky was only splashed in the garden occupied by the banquet venue, and there was not a drop of rain outside the courtyard separated by a wall.

Calling for wind and rain, and beckoning thunder, this kind of means makes them simply unheard of and unseen.

"Is it possible, this world ...... Is there really an immortal? ”

Thinking of the rhetoric when the little emperor arranged for Huang Sheng to preside over the compilation of the Daozang, subconsciously, many people in the Dao Sect present actually believed it.

At the same time, for the little emperor who was suspected of having some kind of connection with the immortals, their hearts were even more in awe!

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