Daozu is Cthulhu

Holding a spirit-calling banner, carrying a three-foot wooden sword on his back, a monk in soap clothes and green crown, and covered in brocade silk stands in the ancestral hall at the entrance of the village, looking at the empty altar and at the mountain of tablets, counting in his hands non-stop.

"Senior Brother Song, there is not a single dog in the village, let alone people."

"I've searched the front and back of the village, and there is no sign of a fight. It seems to have been abandoned for a long time."

Not long after, two Taoist boys who also wore "unknown faces, covered their faces, linen straw sandals, one holding a golden bell, the other a silver bell, and their hair tied into a ball came in to report.

"It shouldn't be..."

Brother Song stopped the banner, and with a bang, he pushed the flagpole into the ground Xu Shen and stood it. Then he took out a register from his arms, and pinched his fingers to open it to check.

The two Taoist boys looked at each other, and it was Yinling who said, "Brother, we have visited ten miles and eight villages, and we have traveled all over 48 villages, but we haven't received a single brother, probably there is no one around."

The one holding the golden bell also nodded, "Brother, if you are worried that you won't be able to make an appointment with the master, why don't we go to Changsi City to try our luck. There are so many refugees from the north, just buy a few and bring them back to the mountain to do an assignment."

Brother Song shook his head again and again, "No, no, it's nothing else, but since the owner of the mountain specifically ordered me, there must be someone in this village!"

The two Taoist boys were also helpless,

"Brother, even the silver bells and golden bells can't call anyone... Thinking about it, maybe they moved to Louguan City?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's not uncommon for a village like this to be wiped out overnight by a passing demon."

Senior Brother Song turned his head to stare at them,

"Lazy thing! What nonsense! If you don't want to move, just stay here! As long as you don't leave the Faban Dojo, you will be fine. I will go out to search for three days, and if I don't come back for three days, you can go back to Black Bamboo Mountain by yourself."

"Yes……"

Seeing that the senior brother had made up his mind, he walked out of the village in three steps and two steps, and his shadow was gone. The two boys had no choice but to stay in the ancestral hall for the time being. Jin Zhong boy couldn't help complaining.

"This person surnamed Song is really troublesome. I have been looking for it for a month. I am exhausted because of the wind and rain. Didn't Senior Brother Qian do a good job? Why did you change the job to guide the disciples? "

Boy Yinling saw that his senior brother was not there, and sat down on the altar to complain.

"Ghost knows, I have inquired with my family, and it is said that this Song Dayou is the first one from Tianyu Mountain. He was with Xiang Zhenjun Lin Zhenjun and the others back then, and now he is the famous martial god Zhenjun in the southern country. As for him, he has been stuck in the Golden Core Realm. He recently came back from the front line of Yushan Mountain, probably due to his lack of ability and unable to keep up with the progress of his fellow practitioners.

Hmph, what the Lord of the Mountain ordered, the giant broke Yudu and has been in seclusion for 50 years. He will come out of the seclusion and order a mage who is stuck in the golden core state. This kind of trivial matter of recruiting disciples? Really bragging. "

"Then what should we do? He refuses to turn around. Could it be that we have been wasting in this wilderness? Now the evil spirit is pervasive outside the mountain, and the spiritual energy is exhausted, which is simply delaying the practice! Said the giant! Time is money!"

"Oh, bear with it. In fact, this is also good. We can't find anyone outside the surname Song. It happens that we can sell the quota to the bank. I heard that there is a price for donating a disciple of the outer sect on the market. It’s 2 taels of empty money.”

...

"Wow, wow! One disciple is only 2 taels! The surnamed Qian only gives me five hundred! Ma De! Although my family does not lack this small amount of money, I can't fool around like this! Do you look down on me!"

"Tch, 500 or two letters are not enough for you, so you can be content. There are 49 people accepted in one session, and now there are still northerners vying for seats, and you have to follow the rules to first visit Youyuan, and you have to take care of Lou Guancheng and Tianyu Mountain. , Senior Moshan Bingjie, how can there be so much 2 taels to earn."

"Oh, speaking of this, I heard from them that because there are too many apprentices, this time the giant has broken through the realm of enlightenment, and he wants to return the position of the mountain master to the old mountain master, and go to Nanhai to build a new branch to teach him the latest knowledge. Is it true that the deduced Taisha Sword Dao is known as the South Sea Sword Palace, and by the way, the entire South China Sea was incorporated into the sect?"

"I've heard about it too, but there's nothing like this, why?
We have to wait for the remnants of Nangong who wiped out Yushan first. "

"It's not just a snap of the fingers, Nangong Xianhou was captured by the mountain master, let alone those cubs? I know that they are specially reserved by the giant for the disciples of our sect to practice, okay?
Alas, needless to say, giants, when the two old mountain masters recover their skills, then I will have three Taoist monarchs in Mozhu Mountain, hundreds of gods, and thousands of true monarchs! The number one sect! You don’t even dare to underestimate the Taoist sects in the north! Hehe, is the tuition fee 2 taels? I think it’s not enough!”

"...What nonsense are you talking about? It's not like that. Where did the hundreds of gods come from?"

"Can't all of them in Moshan be able to transform into gods?"

"That one is Zuntian Demon God, maybe he will be taken to drink, what kind of transformation god..."

"That punch is not always the same! Alas, it's a pity that I can't practice Moshan boxing. I hope that the Dasha swordsmanship deduced by the giant this time will be easier to practice. Then I can go to the South Sea Sword Palace Practiced."

"Come on, do you have a sword?"

"Hey, although the young master doesn't have a sword at home, he has money."

The two boys were blowing nonsense while cleaning up, cleaning up the dust and cobwebs, drawing spells and amulets around the hall, and setting up formations. The doors and windows were repaired so that there must be no light leaking out. Finally, I took out the small alchemy furnace that I carried with me, baked the medicinal pills, and baked the bursts of Dao breath. Then I sat in meditation in the dojo, whistled the dry food to adjust the breath, and waited quietly for Senior Brother Song. turn around.

So on the first night there were clouds in the sky and there was no sound, and on the second night there was rain and nothing happened. On the third night, the moon was shining brightly and the village became more crowded.

The moonlight is so bright, and the two boys are not newcomers to Taoism. They have been reminded by the elders in the family. Naturally, they dare not casually enter meditation practice at this time. Lying secretly at the door and looking out through the crack of the door, under the moonlight, phantoms appear and disappear, gather and disperse, like flickering lamps shining on the purple curtain.

"What kind of method is this..."

"Ghost knows, don't call them bad, everyone will live in peace, sleep and sleep."

However, when they turned their heads, the boys were stunned, because a statue of Dharma suddenly appeared on the shrine that had been empty for three days!
...

The Dharma image was hidden in the darkness, and only an outline could be barely seen, but some knowledgeable Mozhushan disciples would naturally recognize this shape.

"Mother Black Lotus!"

As soon as the words came out, everything was silent for a moment.The two boys couldn't help holding their breath, and secretly turned their heads to look outside the door.

It was pitch black outside the door.

Not because the moonlight suddenly disappeared.

It was because the shadows of the whole village had gathered and were standing at the door looking in.

"...What should I do now? Should I call someone?"

The two boys quickly jumped under the streamers, holding golden bells and silver bells, and each took out a silk talisman in their hands.

"You beat them, order yours!"

"...But, can I order it now? I only have one Kun Talisman to save my life..."

"Nonsense! I only have one!"

"Then, why don't you wait for senior brother? Maybe you don't need to..."

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang bang!"

The door of the ancestral hall suddenly roared! It was loudly shot by the "people" outside the house! The dust on the beams of the house was scattered all over the boys' heads and faces, as if there were some raging beasts outside the house, and they were rushing against each other in anger. The door wants to rush in!
"Senior Brother! Senior Brother! Help, Senior Brother!"

"Diagrams! Dots! Help! Brother, help!"

The two boys rattled and rang the bell desperately to call people, while the doors and windows on all sides of the ancestral hall, as well as the bricks and rubble on the ground, trembled violently! It was as if it was about to collapse in a major earthquake!
"upbraid----!"

"Crack!" "Boom!!"

Then there was a sudden roar from outside the house! Thunder flashed

Electricity! Thunder and explosions! The dazzling blue light almost poured into the ancestral hall through the cracks in the window sills and rubble!
But just this moment, the ruined ancestral hall that was almost falling apart instantly fell silent. The Taoist boys held their breath and waited for a while, when they saw a figure walking to the door.Then Song Dayou's voice came out.

"Are you all right?"

"Brother Song!"

"No, nothing!"

"Stay indoors and wait until dawn before opening the door."

Then the figure disappeared, and the two children waited restlessly for midnight, until the morning light came in through the crack of the door, and they realized that the image of the old mother of the black lotus on the shrine had disappeared at some point.

The two looked at each other, then carefully looked through the crack of the door, and opened the door to have a look.

Brother Song was standing guard at the entrance of the village, breathing in the morning light, surrounded by thunder and mirage.

Beside him was a five or six-year-old boy, who was squatting on the ground with his knees hugged. In fact, he was pretty handsome, but he was skinny and severely malnourished. His hair was so long that it covered his face. The black robe is caked like a broken carpet, and it seems that he hasn't talked to anyone for a long time, and he looks a little silly.

Smelling his body, the two Taoist boys hid far away and saluted.

"Thank you Brother Jie for your help..."

Song Dayou opened his eyes, nodded, and roughly introduced,
"I paid homage to the moon to see it. This is the village of the Luo Cultists. To avoid the disaster of war, the villagers hid in the vacuum village. I don't know what happened to them. They couldn't return to human form in an instant. Only this child survived. I So he picked him up from Xuyuan.

I have already seen that he is not a magic fetus. If you don't force it, you should follow the rules, or bring it back to Black Bamboo Mountain, and ask the master to have a look. "

Liang Daotong looked at this young devil who was able to enter and leave the Xuyuan in fear, and hurriedly said yes.

...

Then Song Dayou looked at the boy, "Do you have a name?"

The boy stiffly shook his head.I don't know if I can't remember.

So Song Dayou made up his mind, handed the boy a talisman, pointed to the ancestral hall behind him,

"Hold on, go in and kowtow three times."

The boy was quite obedient, he ran into the ancestral hall to kowtow with the amulet in his hand, came back soon, and returned the amulet in his hand to Song Dayou.

Song Dayou took the talisman paper and shook it, burned it in the palm of his hand, and scattered it with the wind, closed his eyes and listened carefully.

"Is your surname Zheng?"

So Song Dayou opened his eyes, counted with his fingers,

"Since the owner of the mountain wants me to accept you as a beginner, it seems that you are related to my Qing Tingfeng Lei Fa.It's almost time for me to break through the Nascent Soul, so I will pass on the word "Ze" to you according to the inheritance of my veins, and I will call it Zetian from now on."

Now that this happened, Song Dayou took out a jasper gourd and muttered silently in his mouth, a lightning cloud came out from the gourd, wrapped the two Taoist boys and one disciple together in the cloud of light and light, flew into the sky, and flew like lightning , Return to Black Bamboo Mountain.

Zheng Zetian was not afraid of heights, he opened his mouth, lay on his head in front of the thunderclouds, and looked at the world outside the village with a look of surprise.

The two Taoist boys were not so interested. After all, the world had been suffering from drought for many years, and the road to Black Bamboo Mountain was full of wilderness, loess and white sand, not even green, so there was really nothing to see.

Although these two are not very old, they are from a family of comprehension. They are precocious and sensible. Of course, they know how amazing it is to pick them up from Xuyuan, so they can't help but ask,

"Senior Brother Song, are you sure this kid is alone in a place like Xuyuan? I mean, what does he eat? Is he hungry? Do you want to use some pills?"

"I heard that you can't return to your human form after spending the night in Xuyuan, so you can use it to drink. Is it true? Brother Zheng, is it really all right?"

Song Dayou seemed to roll his eyes under "I don't know the face",
"I've reached a six-year-old in my practice, do I still need you to remind me of this kind of thing?"

Liang Daotong naturally didn't dare to confront each other face to face, saying that we just can't believe you, a waste who has been stuck in the golden core state for 60 years, and only said it tactfully.

"It's not that I don't trust Senior Brother, it's just that I just entered the mountain gate and want to learn and discuss. Is there something wrong with Junior Brother Zheng?"
Baby, can you live in Xuyuan for a long time?"

"Yeah, yeah, senior brother, you have seen a lot, fought in the south and fought in the north, and the Taoism is superb. Do you think he has obtained some secret method taught by Luo, so that he can enter and exit the virtual abyss freely?"

Song Dayou couldn't help squinting at them,
"Hey, how old are you two, and you know quite a lot, but this three-legged cat's ability doesn't seem like a military solution? Why, children of aristocratic families?"

The boy holding the gold bell quickly presented a treasure note, "Don't dare, what age is it, and what kind of aristocratic family are you talking about, boy Huang Jing, who is in business at home. This time, I have to be rescued by my senior brother. It's a trivial matter, but it won't work." respect."

Song Dayou raised his eyebrows, and was shocked when he saw the value of the treasure note, "Oh, it's only 1000 taels, my dear, are you the Huang family who smuggled salt?"

Jin Zhongtong said with a smile, "Small business, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. It's all thanks to the giant, and the blessing of the Railway Academy!"

The boy who wears a silver bell can't afford 1000 taels, but he hastened to curry favor,
...

"Senior brother is too far-fetched. My nephew Xiang Ji is a descendant of Xiang Jun, Dongjiang Dao. If you want to check the genealogy, Mr. Xiang Zhen is still my distant uncle. Then senior brother, you are also my uncle! We are all from Mozhushan." , let’s kiss each other!”

Song Dayou was also speechless,
"Oh, so that's the case. I said you two bastards dare to talk behind your back. Show me the face. You really have a prominent family background. How can the current family compare with you local tyrants."

"Brother, forgive me!" "The kid knows I was wrong!"

The two Taoist boys immediately made a gesture to kneel down and apologize.

Song Da flicked his sleeves to bounce them up.

"Come on, I see that you two bastards have been spoiled by others since you were young, and you don't know the heights of heaven and earth from sitting in a well, but I, a disciple of Mozhushan Sect, have never kept secrets. You two have good luck, and you are still jealous of Zetian. Xianyuan, right? Don’t say I won’t give you a chance, let’s see if I can grasp it.”

As soon as they heard that there was a fairy fate, the two Taoist children blossomed happily.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? As disciples of Mozhu Mountain, it is only natural to help junior brother!"

"That's right, Junior Brother Zheng is also a native of Liguo! It should be!"

Song Dayou didn't bother to pierce their petty thoughts, so he just waved his hands, calling Zheng Zetian to come over, rolled up his sleeves, and exposed his arms.

"If you want to see it, just watch it, this is his fate. "

Huang Jing and Xiang Ji Xinxi came over to take a look, and saw that the little beggar's thin arm seemed to have been written with cinnabar or some blood...

Song Dayou said,

""The Towering and Unmovable Mount Tai's Deep Roots and Fruits Precious Scroll"."

Boom! With a sound, the "I don't know the face" on Huang Jingxiang Ji's face burned!
The two Taoist boys screamed "Ahhhh!" "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Roasting sizzling!
Zheng Zetian watched them howling and writhing quietly, as if they were born to be stupid, and it seemed that he had seen such a scene countless times.

"You really have a destiny with me."

Song Dayou patted Zheng Zetian's head in satisfaction, and then looked at the Taoist boy who was rolled on the thundercloud by the fire. After rolling for a while, they were almost burnt to pieces, and they were inhuman.Then he waved his sleeves and extinguished the flames.To the dying two, said,
"Why, this won't work? It seems that your life is not hard enough to take over his great responsibility. Do you want to take a break, prepare for you, and try again?"

"...Don't dare, don't dare..."

"Disciple realizes his mistake, senior brother, please forgive me..."

Daozu is Cthulhu