The Xi Ling Immortal transformed into blue light and landed in the Xi Ancestor Temple. By mistake, he got the soul of the evil spirit master of the fallen Broom God, and gained the innate wild nature that is difficult to distinguish between good and evil.
He kidnapped a bunch of the dolls sent to the Zidian Palace and sent them to the Yuelao Palace, stirring the Yuelao red thread into a paste.
Yue Lao: "I finally figured out the relationship between human beings... Alas..."
He sent the gold and jade ingots from the Temple of Wealth to the pure land of Buddhism.
God of Wealth: "..."
The founder of opera saw his great deeds and accepted him as his disciple.
In the ancestral palace.
Xi Ling: "You want to be my master? Do you have any skills?"
The Patriarch of Opera: "I'll teach you how to sing opera."
Xi Ling: "Is there any more?"
The founder of opera stared at the evil spirit in the soul of the opera and said: "Teach you how to read your destiny."
"I can read fortunes and sing operas. I was born to be an opera spirit." Xi Ling asked, "Believers only worship the most powerful god. You and I are both opera gods, so you are not afraid that I will steal your incense believer in the future."
The founder of opera: "The cycle of cause and effect has its own destiny. I am happy and at ease."
When everything is going well, the evil spirit behind the broomstick distorts the fate of the world for fifteen hundred years and disrupts the world.
The two drama gods used their drama to correct the distorted fate of the world and resist the curse.
Evil Spirit: "I curse you two gods. You don't recognize each other and are strangers to each other."
The two drama gods didn't know each other, they just looked like ordinary gods.
The eighteen cities in the northwest are filled with ghosts, and the gods descend to earth to help find the truth.
The contemporary broom god looked at the two drama gods and analyzed: "What's wrong with these two, pretending not to know each other?"
Compassion, gentleness, the opera ancestor Gong who firmly believes in destiny × It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, justice is a stubborn opera spirit
Intention: growth