I Just Came Down from the Mountain, and They Asked Me to Head Bureau 749

Zhang Wentian transmigrates to a world where no one believes in Taoism and becomes a direct disciple of the Celestial Master’s Mansion on Mount Longhu, with the Taoist name Zhenyuan. He starts livestreaming, but things get more and more bizarre! “Reverend, I’ve been chasing my senior for three years. If I don’t draw the best fortune today, he’s going to confess to someone else!” Yan Xiaoying clings to his leg and sobs. Zhang Wentian silently hands her a specially made fortune-stick tube where every stick is the best fortune. “Reverend, traditional martial arts are all flashy moves, right? Can you show us the real thing?” Zhang Wentian: “Scientifically speaking, it’s about keeping fit. If you insist on seeing more, consider it a lesson in ‘physical exorcism.’” “Reverend, my forehead looks dark. Am I about to suffer a great calamity? Please give me a talisman to protect me!” Zhang Wentian: “That’s from staying up late scrolling on your phone. Less gossip, more sleep. It works better than a talisman.” “Reverend, I’ve worshipped Buddha for years, but nothing’s ever worked. Does that mean my faith isn’t sincere enough?” Zhang Wentian: “Buddha saves those with a connection. In your case, try Taoism instead.”