"Slay demons and kill demons?"

Whispering, Wang Xiaodao thought of what the master said when he first came down the mountain.

"Everything has a law, everything is nonsense, everything in the world has nothing to do with you, staying in Wudang Mountain is your best choice at the moment!"

Wang Xiaodao has always known that the master doesn't care much about everything in the world, and most of the homework they do every day is useless in Wang Xiaodao's view.

This is nothing, when the master has nothing to do, he always likes to recall the past, how powerful the legendary Wudang Sect is.

So what?

No, it's still nothing.

Wang Xiaodao believes that even a Taoist priest cannot always be outside the world, and should always enter the world.

This is the reason why Wang Xiaodao really went down the mountain, and the master thinks that Wang Xiaodao's idea is wrong, but the master does not interfere with the path he chooses.

Now, hearing Feng Yun say such a sentence as subduing demons and eliminating demons, Wang Xiaodao felt that the heart he had been confused about had suddenly found its direction at this moment.

Of course, he doesn't seem to know much about magic or something, so what?

You can learn slowly!

Moreover, Wang Xiaodao always had a feeling that the things he learned on Wudang Mountain were not useless, but he himself had not found the right way to use them.

Perhaps, by joining the polling bureau, he can find the meaning of his own cultivation.

And those things that you don't know and can't use correctly will also be comprehended here, little by little.

"Director, I am willing to join the polling bureau and do my part for the peace of the world!"

Finally made a decision, Wang Xiaodao knew that every step he took in the future, the path he chose, no matter how difficult it was, he would unswervingly go on.

"Welcome to the Poll Bureau and become a member of the Poll Bureau!"

Feng Yun was not surprised that Wang Xiaodao had made a decision so quickly.

After all, in his game setting, Wang Xiaodao is such a person, a young man with a strong heart, a sincere heart, never afraid of any difficulties, no matter how bumpy the road ahead is!

Any player is in trouble, he is willing to help, fight for righteousness, travel the world, sometimes lazy, sometimes fierce.

When setting up the NPC Wang Xiaodao, before comprehending the Bagua Qimen Technique, Wang Xiaodao followed the head of Wudang Yunhua Dao to practice in the Wudang faction.

Because of his extremely high talent, he comprehended the "Qi Sense" very early.

Looking at it now, Wang Xiaodao should have learned the Tai Chi method, and he may have a sense of "Qi Sense", but because this is not a game after all, Wang Xiaodao has always been a lot worse than him, and he needs to help him 'activate'.

"Have you ever learned the art of gossip in Wudang?"

At this time, Feng Yun asked, and when he heard his words, Wang Xiaodao was a little dazed, and when he saw this, Feng Yun knew in his heart, and waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

In the game, Wang Xiaodao's mastery is the Bagua Qimen technique, a mastery that the Wudang faction has long been lost!

With the cultivator himself setting up the middle palace at a certain point, and laying out a Qimen magic circle around his body, he can change the position of the pattern at will, and see the changes caused by the things in the array.

In the real understanding of Bagua Qimen, time is just a scale that records the changes of things, and mastering Bagua Qimen, in a sense, can also be said to have mastered time.

This is because the Bagua Qimen technique can be turned around four times at will, and when using the spell, you don't have to stick to the arrangement of the time pattern and cast the spell as you like.

Unlike other warlocks who step on the direction and seek good luck, in the pattern of Bagua Qimen Technique, the spell caster himself is the direction and the good luck.

Time, space, and the four sets of shengke are all set by the caster himself!

The mastery in the game, after reflecting reality, will definitely bring extraordinary performance.

And when Wang Xiaodao will be able to comprehend the Bagua Qimen technique, Feng Yun is also looking forward to it.

After all, as an NPC, Wang Xiaodao has his own light when he appears, and the skill point of Bagua Qimen has been full, and now, in this world, Wang Xiaodao is going to learn Bagua Qimen under the guidance of Feng Yun, thinking about it, Feng Yun feels very fulfilled.

The "son" who he borrowed from his own hands and learned from himself, even if Wang Xiaodao is not the first person, the psychology of an old father like Feng Yun is still inevitable!

Subsequently, Feng Yun told Jiang about the meaning of the existence of the poll bureau and the purpose of the Flowing Fire Avenue, and Wang Xiaodao realized that this was the Great Yan organization responsible for dealing with all abnormal events.

According to the crimes committed by the demons, those who are contaminated with human life will be executed on the spot, and those who are not contaminated with human life will be sealed in the avenue of flowing fire.

And for these demons and monsters, they also need to live and integrate into human life.

When life is fun, it is natural that there will be no mess.

And the poll bureau is such a detention and supervision existence.

"The person who brought you over, you should already know him, his name is Wang Huilai, he is nicknamed "Fat Man" in the poll bureau, and he is also the current captain of the first team of the poll bureau's action team, if you have any questions, you can find him! As for the others, this point is also rested, and when it is tomorrow, let the fat man show you to know. ”

"Director, don't worry, the newcomer will be handed over to me to bring, there will be no problem!"

Hearing Feng Yun mention his name, the fat man walked out of the training room next to him, patting his chest and reassuring.

From the moment the director asked him to bring the little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi back, the fat man knew that the little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi would be the next team member.

No, he went directly to training just now, and as a captain, he must set a good example.

Then, at Feng Yun's suggestion, the fat man took Wang Xiaodao upstairs to arrange his room, while Feng Yun went back to his room.

When Wang Xiaodao agreed to join the polling bureau, Feng Yun's mind was full of golden masterpieces.

A line of glittering ancient gold characters appears on the cover.

[Members of the first team: Wang Guilai (captain), Yan Qilin, Ma Xiaoling, old smoker, Wang Xiaodao.

The first team is full!

Reward: 5,000 Emperor Money. 】

With this message, shortly thereafter, another identical quest appeared, calling for the recruitment of a second team.

With his right hand touching his chin, Feng Yun was thinking seriously.

This time, the reward of the Five Emperors is a lot of money, which can just be exchanged for the Bagua Qimen, which is convenient for Wang Xiaodao's cultivation. At that time, there will be a lot of leftovers, which can be exchanged for some other things to enhance the overall strength of the polling bureau.

And with the addition of new team members, the military government naturally has to report, and also customize his own identity waist card for Wang Xiaodao.

At present, there are a lot of things that need to be handled step by step.

After the fat man settled Wang Xiaodao, the others were also woken up one after another, but after knowing that Wang Xiaodao was a disciple of Wudang, they were very curious about him, chatting around Wang Xiaodao and asking some questions about Taoism.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that a group of people fell back asleep in a daze.

The night passed quickly.

Since there are no tasks recently, you don't have to get up early, after all, unlike other departments, the poll bureau does not have the word "clocking in" to work.

It wasn't until the third pole of the day that a group of people got up leisurely, washed and eaten, and trained daily.

It was almost noon, and several people who had just finished a training session were spread out on the sofa one by one, each scrolling through their mobile phones.

The breeze outside the window was blowing, there was no coolness, it was full of heat.

It's another daily and quiet day, and the atmosphere in the poll bureau is very good, as long as there is no mission, everyone has a leisurely time.

Wang Xiaodao was still a little uncomfortable with the initial contact training, but fortunately, he had a good physique and could barely survive.

As a Taoist anchor, he definitely can't start broadcasting in the polling bureau, so he can only swipe the background information casually.

But suddenly, a video of a Taoist priest scolding the street came into view, and the person in the video was somewhat familiar, so that Wang Xiaodao's fingers stopped.

The more he watched the video, the more serious Wang Xiaodao's expression became, and finally he got up in a hurry and knocked on the door of Feng Yun's office.

"Come in."

When a voice came from the house, Wang Xiaodao hurriedly walked in, stopped talking, and still said:

"Director, can I take a leave of absence?"

"Leave? Seeing that you are so anxious, is something happening in Wudang? ”

Looking at Wang Xiaodao's anxious look, Feng Yun was a little surprised, couldn't it be that something big happened on Wudang's side?

"No, it's a Taoist friend of mine who seems to be in some trouble, and I want to take a look."

"Taoist friend?"

Feng Yun was even more surprised, and Wang Xiaodao seemed to organize the wording in his heart, and said: "Director, his Taoist temple is going to be forcibly demolished." ”

"What's the situation?"

Feng Yun shook his head, carefully recalling in his mind that some of the game settings of the little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi were related to the characters, but he didn't find any direction.

Presumably a friend of this world, not in the game setting of the previous life.

"Don't be in a hurry, tell me the specific situation slowly, if it's tricky, our polling bureau may be able to help you."

In Feng Yun's calm voice, Wang Xiaodao's emotions gradually calmed down, and he handed his mobile phone to Feng Yun, which played a series of videos he had just swiped.

"Director, look at this video, I just swiped it.

The person on the video is called Qingyun Daochang, a friend I met when I traveled down the mountain, he has been traveling around, and once told me that his Taoist temple is called Baiwu Temple, which is on Baiwu Mountain in Dongshan Prefecture and Linjun, and invited me to have the opportunity to come over as a guest......"

Wang Xiaodao explained his relationship with the Taoist priest in the video next to him.

And Feng Yun began to watch the video seriously.

——

Not far from Yan County, Linjun, Baiwushan Tourism Development Zone.

As the most recent development project in Linjun, the overall development of Baiwu Mountain into a tourist attraction and the use of the Internet to create an Internet celebrity check-in point are definitely the most important projects to improve the economy of Linjun.

Now, it's this project that's in development and it's a little bit of a problem.

On the White Fog Mountain, there was originally a quaint Taoist temple, called the White Fog Temple, which is said to be taken from the meaning of someone in the depths of the white clouds.

Before Baiwu Mountain was selected for development, the incense of Baiwu Temple was not lush, and few people even knew that there was such a Taoist temple on Baiwu Mountain.

At this time, at the gate of the White Mist Temple, a group of people were surrounded by black pressure.

All kinds of photographic equipment, the lens is pointed at the middle-aged Taoist priest who is standing at the gate of the White Fog Temple.

I saw that the Dao robe on his body was shabby, standing in the crowd, compared with others, he had a bit of a fairy wind and a bone on his body.

However, this immortal Taoist priest made an unceremonious accusation as soon as he opened his mouth: "Old Dao, I worked hard to build this White Mist Temple bit by bit, and now I just went out to travel around, what is the result?"

You robbed my house, and you had to let me buy a ticket to get in?

What is the reasoning behind this?

Is the relationship now unscrupulous in order to make money?

Are you going to rob the Taoist temple?

Why don't you just go to Taishang Laojun to grab the incense?

It's not good for you to pick up the Buddha's QR code!

What is the meaning of coming to the old Taoist temple?

This is my Taoist temple, a place of cultivation, not a place for you to use to collect money......"

The Taoist continued to output, without panting in the middle, almost pointing at the staff who were stopping him here and cursing.

After cursing continuously for more than half an hour, the Dao Chief's spirit was still very strong, and if he didn't give him an explanation today, he would continue to scold.

Seeing the Taoist priest's annoyed appearance, the reporters all surrounded him in high spirits, asking questions one by one.

In the face of so many cameras, the Taoist priest not only had a good face, but also used the camera to accuse the officials of Linjun.

A group of people who don't do anything with money, who come to the Taoist temple to spread wilderness after they are full, are simply the wind of the world, the wind of the world is going down......

The staff did not receive instructions from above, and did not dare to respond to this easily, so they could only hide and let the Taoist priest vent his emotions in front of the camera.

This scene was quickly sent out by the reporter and spread on the Internet.

——

And that's the general content of the video.

After reading it, Feng Yun already had a general understanding, but he didn't expect it to be a news of a forced demolition of Taoist temples.

It's just that......

Feng Yun frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong with the picture in the video!

And Wang Xiaodao was looking anxious on the sidelines, during the trip that year, Qingyun Daoist helped him a lot, he didn't expect that Qingyun Daoist would be charged tickets for a trip home? Even the White Mist Temple has to be demolished?

What kind of business is this!

"You're talking about the video of the Qingyun Daoist, I saw it too!"

At this time, there was also shouting outside, but it was Wang Fatzi's loud voice.

Wang Xiaodao wanted to ask for leave, and everyone else also learned about it, and they eavesdropped downstairs, so naturally they also learned about the video.

Then they searched casually and found a lot of related hot spots, after all, similar related videos are still hanging on the hot search!

Ma Xiaoling looked at the video and snorted coldly: "People have their own homes, they want to demolish them, and now there is no explanation, it's really outrageous!" ”

"If you want to develop Baiwu Mountain, you have to demolish the original Taoist temple on the mountain, what kind of logic is this? The people of Qingjun really don't know how to do things! ”

sighed, the old smoker rarely expressed his opinion, just watching the video, he could feel the sadness of the Taoist chief going home alone but not being able to enter the door.

"However, in this case, Daoist Qingyun should be able to get a lot of compensation, right? It's also a good choice to rebuild a Taoist temple in a different place, right? ”

The fat man also watched the video, his thoughts were different from others, as long as the money given was enough, it would not be a big deal to dismantle a Taoist temple.

"What you said is light, if you have money, you can change places and rebuild the Taoist temple, but you don't want to think about it, the original White Fog Temple was built from scratch little by little by the head of Qingyun Dao, and the White Fog Mountain was a barren mountain at the beginning, how difficult it is to build a Taoist temple in the barren mountain mountain, we can't imagine whether it is good or not.

With money, can you buy every drop of sweat and blood and tears paid by Qingyun Daoist? ”

Hearing that the fat man opened his mouth to be money, Ma Xiaoling's face showed a trace of displeasure, and she scolded him angrily.

"Wang Xiaodao, you and Daoist Qingyun are friends, you are asking for leave now for him, you say, what does he think?"

The fat man wanted to find an alliance, so he hit Wang Xiaodao with his idea.

At this time, he and Feng Yun had already walked out of the office.

"Qingyun Dao Leader won't give up the White Mist View for money!"

The fat man and their argument Wang Xiaodao heard it, so he subconsciously refuted.

"Ahem, ahem—"

At this time, the smoker suddenly coughed.

Several people stopped arguing and looked at the smoker together.

The old smoker's gaze fell on Feng Yun.

Following his line of sight, the fat man and the others remembered that after the director took Wang Xiaodao's mobile phone and watched the video, it seemed that he had never spoken again, and his expression became more and more solemn.

(End of chapter)