I traveled to the Tang Dynasty and became a poor Taoist priest.
Until that day, I helped the widow collect the vixen that was causing trouble.
She took the whole village to build a shrine for me, and the moment the incense was lit——
There was a "ding" in my mind: [Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang: 5 Incense]
[Seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques: 3 Incense]
I looked in the direction of Chang'an. The imperial master was refining the elixir of longevity for the emperor.
All the civil and military officials in the dynasty were his disciples, and all the Taoist temples in the world were his incense.
I laughed, starting with the "marriage dream" technique, which made the emperor dream about the Xuanwu Gate changes every night.
On the day when the incense of the Imperial Master was cut off, I arrived on the clouds:
"Fellow Taoist, your magical powers don't seem to be as many as mine?"
