I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

Chapter 261 Dawn and Gloom

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Two days later, at dawn.

"Grandpa, should we bring this?"

Little Lingxi hugged a rag doll bigger than her head, tilted her little face up, and looked at the old Taoist priest with longing eyes.

The old Taoist priest was packing his luggage when he heard this and turned around to look.

"Bring them all, bring them all!"

He chuckled and said, stuffing the doll into his luggage.

Little Lingxi happily ran over and brought the rattle drum back.

"We need to bring this too!"

"bring."

"And this too!"

She was holding up a picture book, which Liu Zhenguo had brought last time; it was filled with pictures of various small animals.

"bring."

Little Lingxi got excited and wandered around the room, pulling out all her favorite things.

A cloth tiger, a small windmill, a box of colored crayons, half a bag of milk candy...

In no time, the duffel bag was bulging, and the zipper could hardly be closed.

The old Taoist priest looked at the pile of things and felt a headache coming on.

"Lingxi, we're only going for a few days, there's no need to bring so much."

Little Lingxi blinked, her little face full of seriousness.

"But Grandpa, they'll miss me at home."

The old Taoist priest opened his mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out.

He looked at the toys, then at Xiao Lingxi's serious little face.

"Alright."

He sighed.

"Bring them all."

Little Lingxi clapped her hands with joy and ran off to find something else.

Li Jun stood at the door, watching this scene, and his lips twitched.

At this rate, the little guy could move half of the Taoist temple there.

"Master, we're only going for a few days, there's no need..."

"What do you know?"

The old Taoist priest interrupted him without turning his head.

"It's my child's first time traveling far from home, so I feel at ease knowing we've packed everything."

Li Jun wisely kept his mouth shut.

He has no say in this matter.

……

It's past eight.

Li Jun stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, carrying a huge suitcase.

The old Taoist priest held Xiao Lingxi's hand and stood beside her.

Xiao Lingxi wore a new outfit today: a pink jacket paired with white pants, and her hair was tied in two little buns, making her look like a doll from a New Year's painting.

She tilted her little face up and looked at Li Jun.

"Master, are we really going to see the big fish?"

Li Jun nodded.

"Okay, let's go see the big fish."

Little Lingxi's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

The old Taoist priest locked the door of the temple, turned around, and looked at the small temple where he had lived for eighty years.

The three characters "Qingfeng Temple" on the lintel gleamed faintly in the sunlight.

"Let's go."

He withdrew his gaze, took Xiao Lingxi's hand, and walked down the mountain.

Li Jun followed behind, carrying his suitcase.

The three of them walked down the cobblestone path step by step.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Little Lingxi skipped and hopped, sometimes pointing at the wildflowers by the roadside, sometimes chasing a butterfly far away, and sometimes squatting down to watch ants moving house.

The old Taoist priest followed slowly behind, watching her with a smile.

Down the mountain, a black minivan was already waiting.

Liu Zhenguo was standing next to the car when he saw them get off, and he quickly went to greet them.

"Good morning, Master Zhang, Master Li, and little Lingxi."

He greeted them as he took the suitcase from Li Jun and put it in the trunk.

"Manager Liu, thank you for your help," the old Taoist priest said with a smile.

"No trouble at all, it's nothing."

Liu Zhenguo quickly waved his hand.

He opened the back door, the old Taoist priest got in first, then Xiao Lingxi climbed up on all fours, and finally Li Jun sat in the passenger seat.

The car started and slowly drove away.

Xiao Lingxi leaned against the car window, watching Qingfeng Mountain recede into the distance, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Grandpa, when are we coming back?"

The old Taoist priest patted her head.

"I'll be back in a few days."

"Will the gourd vine miss us?"

"No, the gourd vine is protected by the Earth God."

Xiao Lingxi tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded and continued to look at the scenery outside the car window.

The car drove along country roads, through towns, and onto the highway.

The view outside the window changed from mountains and forests to fields, and from fields to the city.

It was Xiao Lingxi's first time traveling far from home, and everything was new and exciting to her.

"Master, Master, what is that tall thing?"

"That's a chimney."

"What about that one?"

"That's a cell tower."

"Um, um!"

"That is..."

She kept asking questions the whole way.

Li Jun patiently answered each question, while the old Taoist priest listened with a smile.

As Liu Zhenguo drove, he watched this scene in the rearview mirror, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Who would have thought that this little girl, who looks no different from any other child, is actually a dragon?

The young Taoist priest who was patiently answering questions was someone who had recently annihilated 100,000 gods.

……

at the same time.

New World, Paranormal Research Bureau.

Jason sat behind his desk, a thick report spread out in front of him.

The cover of the report was printed with the words "Top Secret".

He opened the report and looked at it page by page.

The more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.

The report details the latest situation around the world after the end of the third wave of spiritual tides.

In Europa, the number of angels sent by the Church of Holy Light has increased to thirty-seven, among whom there appears to be a six-winged angel.

After Mount Olympus was suppressed by the Great Xia ruler with a single sword strike, there appeared to be no new activity on the surface. However, intelligence indicated that the Olympian gods who had descended to earth were plotting something.

In the White Elephant Kingdom, the number of deities descending from the Brahma religion continues to increase. According to reliable intelligence, more than fifty deities have already descended into the world.

Mesopotamia, Egypt...

In every region, new gods descend.

In every region, supernatural powers are expanding rapidly.

And the New World itself...

To date, no fewer than ten energy fluctuations at the level of deities have been detected, and each one surpasses the energy of the previous natural spirit.

"Where is the future...?"

Jason put down the report, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

"Chief."

Just then, the assistant pushed the door open and came in.

"The military is asking if a preemptive strike against various energy sources is necessary."

Jason opened his eyes and looked at him.

"What should we use to attack?"

The assistant was taken aback.

"Use...nuclear weapons?"

Jason shook his head.

"Last time, it took eight nuclear weapons to destroy a single nature spirit."

"Now, we have detected more than a dozen even stronger energy fluctuations."

"How many nuclear weapons do you think are needed?"

The assistant opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Jason stood up and walked to the window.

Outside the window, the lights were bright.

But all he saw was gloom.

"Do not act rashly for the time being."

He spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Continue monitoring, and at the same time... try to establish contact with those that exist."

The assistant was taken aback.

"Chief, you mean... negotiations?"

Jason nodded.

"Yes, let's talk first. If that doesn't work, then we'll fight. Also..."

He paused.

"Inform our esteemed Mr. President that if he wishes to continue building his banquet hall, he should prepare to depart for Great Britain."