Sanqing Temple Living Treasures Entering Kunlun to Protect the Three Realms

My name is Chen San, a Tujia nationality, Taoist name Qingxuan, and I am the only current disciple of Sanqing Temple in the suburbs. There are only three people in the temple: the stingy master Lao Li Tou, who packs and sells incense ashes for money, Lao Yang Tou who has been sweeping land in the temple for 65 years, and me who makes money for milk tea by calculating marriages for others and just wants to lay low and fish. I thought my life could go on like this leisurely, but unexpectedly, Master suddenly rushed in from outside one day, smashed the pearl milk tea I just bought with a slap, and shouted urgently: "This is bad! The hundred-year Kunlun Demonic Agreement has expired!" The rumors are actually true - the seal of Kunlun is cracked, and the eight evil spirits of demon, monster, spirit, evil, corpse, zombie, ghost and charm are about to break out! Master grabbed me and dragged up Lao Yangtou, who was still clutching the broom. The three of us couldn't put together a complete set of robes, so we forced ourselves into the Xuanmen army heading for the decisive battle in Kunlun. No one expected that this grass-roots team, which was ridiculed by the entire Internet, chatted about serious Taoist knowledge while tricking and killing evil spirits, and unexpectedly became the last line of defense to defend the Three Realms. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.