
My Taoist Temple Has Become a Safe House in the Three Realms
by Dongyi
About This Novel
[Three Realms Entertainment City] A time traveler who just wanted to lie down was pushed away by a group of fleeing gods, and finally had to stand up against the Tiandao AI who wanted to format the Three Realms. Lin Du traveled through time, and the system said he was too bad and would not be cheated. It doesn't matter, he just wants to eat and die in Po Tao Temple. Until the God of Wealth burst into the door covered in blood and said, "Friend Taoist, help!" From then on, the Taoist temple became the only safe house in the three realms. The gods pay rent, work, watch dramas, and eat melon seeds. The world is turned upside down outside, but the days are peaceful inside. Tiandao sent troops to encircle and suppress? Lin Du took out the labor law: I have the final say on my territory.
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sense of security
Life has been quite tiring these past few months. Work, family, and all kinds of worries, we are dealing with "heavenly" pressure every day. But every time I open this book, I feel like I have entered that Taoist temple - no matter how chaotic it is outside, there are people cooking and accompanying people inside, there are steaming buns, there are crooked wooden signs, and someone says to you, "If you read the rules, you are one of your own."
The gods began to engage in internal affairs, Wen Quxingjun became famous for his online articles, and Yue Lao's red line business expanded to interracial marriages. Serious gods from heaven have become jokes in Taoist temples.
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Official(2)Scraped 1d ago
sense of security
Life has been quite tiring these past few months. Work, family, and all kinds of worries, we are dealing with "heavenly" pressure every day. But every time I open this book, I feel like I have entered that Taoist temple - no matter how chaotic it is outside, there are people cooking and accompanying people inside, there are steaming buns, there are crooked wooden signs, and someone says to you, "If you read the rules, you are one of your own."
The gods began to engage in internal affairs, Wen Quxingjun became famous for his online articles, and Yue Lao's red line business expanded to interracial marriages. Serious gods from heaven have become jokes in Taoist temples.









