The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

Chapter 441: Chapter 332: The Tragic Situation of Gundo’s Notebook!_2

Translator: 549690339

If it were not for the fact that they were already suffering from late-stage radiation and would die anyway, they would have scattered in fear long ago. Now, they can only endure the fear in their hearts and continue waiting in line.

“Two adults, please take these evil souls away!” The senior brother Taoist made a Ying-Yang finger gesture and spoke in a solemn voice.

Black and White Impermanence nodded slightly.

Next,

They used their respective Yin Qi to quickly condense the souls of the dozens of people who had already died, otherwise, their souls would be scattered under the sun’s burning.

“Bind!” Xie Bi’an flicked his long tongue and bound all the Yin souls in place. He then called out to his brothers and left the scene.

Swipe-

Black and White Impermanence disappeared with the dozens of Yin souls, along with the Gate of the Netherworld floating in the air.

Everything!

Ended just like that.

After witnessing this incident,

The old man in line finally understood why everyone was so well-behaved.

It turns out…those without manners were already dead, and even their souls were taken away by the ghost officials.

It is worth mentioning that,

The old man could understand some Chinese, and he roughly understood from the mouths of the ghost officials that the souls of those troublemakers were taken into the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

If it weren’t for the fact that he had not yet completed the entrusted friendship of his old friend Distant Mountain Jun, he would really want to flee right away.

After waiting for about half an hour,

Finally,

The old man, holding little Sato in his arms, reached the second position in line, and his turn would come after the person inside came out.

“Next!”

The magnetic voice, with a touch of majesty, sounded from within the room.

The old man’s spirit was lifted. He immediately held Little Sato and walked cautiously into the room.

Entering the room,

What caught his eyes was an empty room. Apart from a mural of God Taichu on the wall, all there was the cushion on the ground.

“Sit!”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged Taoist with a goatee.

This Taoist emanated an indescribable aura. It was like facing the wild nature in the primeval forest, causing people to involuntarily become calm.

“I…pay my respects to the divine envoy. My grandson…” The old man cautiously knelt on the cushion.

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the Daoist Priest.

“You lied, this child is not your grandson, my temple has rules, non-believers of Lord Tai Chu…no salvation!”

The Taoist’s face was calm, his voice without any ripples.

Upon hearing this,

The old man’s mood sank to the bottom.

He looked down at Little Sato in his arms, clenched his teeth, and then knelt on the ground, banging his head forcefully, and cried, “Divine Envoy…he is only five years old, please, have mercy, compassionate Lord Tai Chu, save this child…”

Seeing this,

The Taoist sighed in his heart.

To be honest,

Having been in Gundo for so long, he started from harboring hatred for everyone and just wanting to harvest incense to gradually realizing that the real culprits were those in power.

He had seen it with his own eyes. A child who was once innocent and joyful, just graduated from kindergarten, and attended primary school for a week, only to lose some of the innocence in his eyes and become more bloodthirsty.

Obviously,

The entire Gundo’s education system, from the time children enter primary school, gradually becomes aggressive.

Under such an environment, people who grow up, unless they have an exceptionally kind and pure character, will slowly become bloodthirsty, combative, shameless…and have various other personalities integrated.

Bang- Bang-

The old man was still banging his head, and blood was oozing from his forehead.

Seeing this,

The Taoist sighed in his heart again. In the end, the goodness that belonged to the cultivator in him prompted him to speak.

“Seeing you are so devout, I will bend the rules to help you this time.

However…! have a request. If you can meet it, the child can live, but if you fail to meet it…”

“Thank you, thank you…” The old man was overjoyed and expressed his gratitude once again.

Then,

The Taoist opened his mouth and spoke his conditions, saying, “I have calculated that the elder relative of this child is not a believer of the Taoist faith.”

“Here are three books. You will relay the message to the child’s elder relative that for every book recited, I will help once. When all the three books are recited and the content understood… I will completely heal this child!

As he said this,

Under the astonished gaze of the old man,

The Taoist waved his right hand and conjured up three green-covered, thread-bound books, the texts on which the old man recognized.

They were:

Tai Chu Divine Canon

Dao De Jing: De Chapter

Supreme Sensing Chapter

Watching the old man carefully stow the three books in his bosom,

Then,

The Taoist continued to turn his gaze to Little Sato on the futon beside him.

With just one glance, he discovered that the child’s body was already filled with the disaster aura from the radiation. If it had been a few days later, except for the miraculous intervention of the Main God Taichu… no one could save him.

“I will hang on to his life for now. His elder relative has only one month’s time. If no book is recited within a month, then… I would be powerless to help.

During the conversation,

The Taoist took out a jade talisman from his bosom, firstly removing the disaster aura from the child’s body, and then waving the duster to infuse a trace of mana into the child’s body.

In this way, the power of his mana was enough to ensure that the child would not be affected by radiation within a month.

“Alright, you may go now!” The Taoist waved his hand at the old man, urging him to leave with the child.

“Thankyou, divine envoy!”

The old man looked at Little Sato and noticed that although the child was still unconscious, his complexion had improved significantly and his breathing had become even. He could not help but rejoice and bowed his thanks.

Watching the old man leave with the child,

“Jingxuan.”

“lam here!”

The Taoist stood up and said to his disciple, “I have worked hard today and my body is tired. Let’s postpone the treatment for now.”

“You go outside and register the order for the people still in line, and tell them to come tomorrow.”

“Yes, Master!”

The young Taoist bowed and was about to leave when he was called by his master again.

“Wait a moment.”

“What else does Master have to command?” The young disciple turned around. The Taoist pointed to the people outside with a meaningful tone, “You have already Refined Essence into Qi and learned the art of Wang Qi.” “If you find any among the queue who resent the Great Yan or disrespect the Taoist path, add them to the blacklist and upload it to the database.”

“Mm.” The young Taoist nodded his head.

Then,

The young disciple left the room following his master’s command.

“Ladies and gentlemen, my master is tired today. We will register your order today, and you can come to the queue at the appointed time tomorrow!”

After saying that,

The young Taoist, accompanied by several fellow disciples, began to register the people in line.

“Bastard, it was almost my turn, and he said he won’t treat anymore. I told you these little animals are not reliable, they are all bastards!”

An old lady with sparse hair and an apparent resentment on her face muttered in the Gundo language.

Of course, she could actually speak the Great Yan language too. She had even been a war nurse in the Great Yan Country when she was young.

However, she did not dare to speak it out loud for fear of the Taoists discovering her and canceling her treatment qualification, so she had to vent her resentment in the Gundo language.

Unfortunately,

The Taoists in the temple did not rely on language to distinguish good from evil but directly used the art of Wang Qi. If you have dissatisfaction in your heart, even the best actor could not escape the Taoist’s eyes.

As it happened,

The senior brother, who was in the process of registering, stopped and sneered when he heard the plump woman…

“Put this old lady on the blacklist.” The senior brother said indifferently.

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