Chapter 232 Hua Xu
In the South China Sea, several fish-like figures were moving quickly across the water.
This is a group of snake men. The old snake man leads two young snake men, a man and a woman. The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful.
The appearance of the entire snake people is not bad, unless they are old and frail snake people; because of this characteristic of the snake people, they are often captured as slaves, and the probability of snake people being able to practice is very high, so it is also Excellent Taoist material.
The snake people have been the target of persecution for thousands of years and have no chance to persecute others. According to the Taoist theory, they are the ones that can be fought for.
This time the envoys were sent here to show their sincerity. The woman was Feng Yu, the saint of the Snake People, and the man was Feng Hua, the heir to the Snake People.
"Grandpa, is the Dao Sect really trustworthy?" Feng Yu asked worriedly.
"You have to believe it if you don't believe it. I believe in their ideas. They also killed the giant snake in the South China Sea. The sea demon clan has sued for peace with them many times, and the Taoist sect has not joined them."
"The Huaxu tribe (snake people) have been forced to a dead end, and taking refuge in the Taoist sect is definitely the right choice."
Elder Feng Cong was very sure that as one of the three elders of the Huaxu clan, Feng Cong was known for his unique vision.
The Huaxu tribe was about to perish and had no way to retreat, so they chose to believe in Feng Cong.
There is no intrigue among people of their kind, and judging from the current situation, they are not qualified to engage in intrigue.
Once something is determined, the entire clan must use its strength to suppress it.
"who!!"
The moment the three of them swam ashore, a soft shout came from the sky.
Murderous intent flashed in Feng Yu's eyes, and an ice cone condensed in his palm.
A Taoist priest appeared in the sky.
"Don't do it! I am an elder of the Huaxu tribe, and I have come to seek refuge with the Taoist clan." Feng Cong hurriedly came out and said.
"Huaxu tribe?" The Taoist priest looked at these three strange-looking people with some doubts in his eyes.
These look like monsters, but they don't have the bloody and fierce aura of monsters. The old man looks like a scholar.
"Yes, Huaxu is our clan name. We are not monsters, but descendants of the ancient emperor."
The Taoist priest thought that there was indeed such a tribe in the legend, so he said, "Come with me."
The three of them flew with the Taoist priest.
Ahead is a village with a sentry post at the end of the village and invisible soldiers patrolling the intersection.
Unknowingly, the three of them were a little nervous, fearing that it was a trap and they would not survive.
The old man puffed out his chest. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of the demise of the tribe.
Death this time also proves that Taoism is not reliable.
"Wait a moment." At the entrance of the village, the Taoist priest asked everyone to wait and went to report.
Soon, a man flew out from the post.
This person was wearing a different white robe and had strange lines between his eyebrows. While flying, lightning surged in the void around him.
The wind shook the tiger's body, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
This is?
"Is this Thunder?" The shock on Feng's face turned into surprise, "Are you the Taoist Master? The old man pays homage to the Taoist Master!"
"Hey, I have admitted the wrong person. I am not a Taoist master, but just an ordinary disciple of the Taoist sect. Just call me Minghao."
"Your thunder method?"
"It's what the Taoist taught me. The Taoist controls the thunder. This time he descends to earth to reset the order of the three realms and purify the righteousness of the world. Maybe you don't believe it. You'll find out when we take you to the Taoist sect."
“I found it!!”
Feng Cong exaggeratedly shed tears of joy.
Even the two grandchildren next to him were a little confused, wondering why the calm grandfather became like this.
"You all don't know. There is a rumor in our clan that the Huaxu clan is the descendant of the God of Thunder. The ancestors were born in response to thunder and lightning. The Taoist Master controls the thunder and must be the savior of our clan!"
"Okay, I'll take you to see the Taoist Master!"
The group flew to Daomen.
Minghao is leading the way. This time may be a very important event. The coming of an ethnic group to seek refuge can greatly increase the self-confidence of the people and Taoists.
Foreigners take the initiative to seek refuge, so what are they if they are not on the right path?
Whenever he came to the city below, Minghao would take the initiative to drop down and lead the three of them to the mortal world.
On the bustling street, the three people transformed into normal humans.
Feng Yu looked like a country boy who had never seen the world, looking left and right.
"Can I take it?" Feng Yu's eyes lit up and he pointed at the candied haws on the roadside. He grabbed it without waiting for anyone to reply.
"This costs money, don't touch other people's things!"
Feng Cong quickly stopped him.
"It doesn't matter, I'll pay for it, and you can eat whatever you want."
Minghao took out a piece of paper money with a complicated pattern, which had Taoist's unique anti-counterfeiting lines on it.
"Master Dao, you're welcome. The old man is treating you. You can eat whatever you want." The old man selling candied haws on the haws said with a smile.
Taoist priests have a great reputation among the people, especially old men who come from the old times and know what the previous times were like.
"No no no!!"
"You must accept it, a few candied haws of apples are nothing!!" Suddenly, the old man looked at Minghao's face carefully and said in surprise, "Is the Taoist Master Minghao?"
"Yes, you are?"
"I met you when I was a child. When the demons were raging in Lishui Village, it was you who led the people to kill the demons..."
"Lishui Village? I have the impression that it's you!" In fact, Minghao didn't know anything. He had saved too many people and couldn't recognize who they were.
However, the old man's reaction was very useful to him.
Others think that Minghao has no desires or pursuits, and does not care about fame or fortune.
In fact, he really likes this feeling of being loved by the people, and it can even be said to be a show.
Minghao once told the Taoist about his troubles, but the Taoist didn't take it seriously.
Regardless of deeds, heart does not matter. If a person does good deeds, even if he is a little vain at heart, it will not affect others. What's the harm?
"Master Dao, please come to my house for dinner. My father was very grateful to you before he died!"
More and more people are paying attention here. Some people noticed that this is the famous Minghao, and many people jumped out to invite him to dinner.
"No, no!"
Minghao disappeared with the three of them.
Next, he took Feng Cong and others to visit hospitals, schools, and Salesian nursing homes.
Feng Cong remained silent.
What happened just now can be said to be an act, so is the current system a temporary one for yourself? Absolutely impossible. After all, the whole process would take no more than three days after deciding to come here. Besides, the Huaxu Clan has nothing worthy of others’ covetousness.
After that, I looked at other cities and found that the systems in almost every city were similar.
There are many Taoist priests here, but they don't interfere too much in the human world. They can hardly be seen on the streets, and they are not even allowed to cast spells on the streets.
Live and work in peace and contentment, prosper and prosper.
Feng Cong saw a school full of vitality, this place is really a paradise on earth.
“Is this a place we can live?”
The monks and the people were getting along with each other in an unprecedented harmony. The two juniors didn't know it, but this was the first time Feng Cong saw the monks buying things in person and even giving them money.
In the past, monks mostly controlled mortal nobles. As long as they gave an order, there was nothing they could not get in the world; give money? How can you give money if you don't take your life as a gift?
"Yes, as long as you are willing, Taoist monks have strict precepts to restrain themselves. They will not cause harm to the world by relying on their powerful magic. Otherwise, they will be struck by five thunders!"
"So that's it, 3,150 people from the Huaxu tribe are willing to join us!!"
Feng Cong led the two juniors in bowing.
"Let's talk about it when we get to the mountain!"
Everyone flew all the way to Qiyun Mountain.
The moment he entered the spiritual realm, a feeling of peace and ease came over him.
"It's... very good here!" Feng Yu didn't know what words to use to describe it, her little face turned red with excitement, and her snow-white tail swayed behind her.
Fenghua was not good at words and was a little excited at this time.
It's really like a fairyland here.
Everyone came to the Bronze Hall.
There were faint disciples not far away who stopped to watch. This was the first time a stranger appeared in this spiritual realm.
After the announcement, the bronze door slowly opened, and a young man walked out.
The moment he saw the young man, Feng Cong remembered the first time he saw the sea, mountains, and thunder.
Mysterious, deep and unattainable.
The Taoist Master of Shenxiao is well-deserved.
Feng Cong really believed it.
The golden Dharma Eye swept over everyone, and Feng Cong felt like he couldn't hide any secrets.
The Tao is profound and the righteous path is the leader.
If you don’t invest now, when will you wait?
When I think of this, the world becomes wider.
"Elder Feng Cong of the Huaxu Clan brought Saint Fengyu and Saint Son Fenghua to pay homage to the Taoist Master!!"
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