Wei Zidu is the 48th-generation disciple of Taixu Palace, the sect leader's last disciple, a lovable member of the Qing generation, and the sect's treasured mascot in the eyes of his affectionate senior brothers and sisters.
Today is the day he goes down the mountain to gain experience...
His senior brother watches him go with a reluctant stream of nagging, while his senior sister waves a little handkerchief and tearfully begs him to stay.
He sets off on the road to the mortal world.
But... is something wrong down here?
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Daoist Wei stares, bewildered, at the ground covered with metal boxes and buildings so tall they seem to reach the clouds. This isn't how it was supposed to be!
Wei Zidu spots evil spirits
Wei Zidu draws his one-meter-long sword
Wei Zidu slashes the evil spirits with his sword
Wei Zidu sheaths his sword
Wei Zidu gains one Xu Yuan, whose worldview has been shattered
Wei Zidu...
Wei Zidu is about to quit...
Why are the temples of those foreign Buddhist monks better than the Taoists'?
Why do Buddhism's believers number so many, while the Taoist sects have only a handful?
Wei Zidu feels wronged. Wei Zidu says nothing...
The writing is not bad, but there is a little problem with the layout...