Chapter 957 Xuanmen? Xuanmen!
After the official blog of the Metaphysics Association posted this new blog, in less than half an hour, many Taoist temple official accounts followed and forwarded it.
They may add their own words when reposting, but the respect in their words can be seen by netizens.
Maoshan v: If Taoist Master Qilinzi hadn’t helped us back then, I’m afraid everyone wouldn’t be able to see this official v today. x-on:There is a difference between lay people and Taoist priests in Qingyang. Even if you have never entered Taoism, you are not considered a member of the sect. You are excused for not knowing Taoism. After all, the Taoist priests will not take the initiative to reveal it to you. Xuanmen has a good reputation, but it is only limited to the inner circle. Apology is necessary. x-on:Qingyang Jushi x-on:Qingyang Jushi x-on:Qingyang Jushi
After various Taoist sects reposted it, Tanjia Temple also retweeted it.
Everyone... what's going on with the Taoist priests, why are you, a monk, joining in the fun?
Tanjia Temple v: Master Abbot met Mr. Yan a few days ago. In his words, he praised Mr. Yan for his young talents. He must be worthy of the position of Xuanmen Sect Master based on his talents. x-on:Principal Qingyang has some things that you should ask without shame.
Wang Cheng felt bad as he listened to the reminder sounds that kept ringing on his cell phone.
How could he have imagined that the position of the leader of the Huaqing school's sect leader was actually real? !
Moreover, even though he had been in the Taoist temple for so long, no one had ever told him...
Wang Cheng didn't know that he was just a layman.
There are some things that only people in the sect can know.
He doesn't have that qualification yet.
Listening to x-on:sounds one after another, Wang Cheng clutched his cell phone, damn it!
His whole face was burning, as if someone had slapped him from afar.
My face hurts!
Netizens watched this dramatic plot twist.
——Fuck! Listen to the way the Xuanmen is holding it in its mouth.
——Ahhhh! Maoshan and Wudang both came out to rectify the name of the male god! This slap in the face feels so good! Then who, didn’t you just say that you, Qingyang Da, are lay people? Why don't you continue to fuck? talk!
——That’s right. Why don't you speak? Fight us!
Little did he know that Qingyang's fans were also full of tears and wanted to drag Qingyang out through the screen and beat him up.
You're so numb, stop talking nonsense if you don't understand!
This is great, it will bring shame on them too!
While two waves of fans were arguing, there was another wave of people staring at the screen.
Is this considered promoting feudal superstition?
Is it time for us to reconcile?
As everyone knows, the staff of Xinbo have gone crazy. The programmers are typing the code frantically, and the boss is yelling in their ears, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! We were named a few days ago and told to make rectifications. Now, The feudal superstition happened again, please clear all the hot searches!"
The boss is also going to be angry and crying. Is there a worse boss in the world than him?
When someone is a boss, he hugs Xiaomi sweetly.
Fortunately for him, he rushed over as if being urged by a phone call, and could only stare at the herd of animals here to catch up on the code.
The boss looked to the sky with sadness, why did I start this kind of company in the first place?
Wouldn't it be great if I went to play around with real estate and make some clothes or something?
What kind of new media are you doing?
It’s just crazy!
"General Manager, it's done!"
The boss checked his phone and looked at the hot searches disappearing on the interface. He finally smiled and walked back to the office to take a nap and rest. "Very good."
Half an hour later.
The boss finally fell asleep, and the secretary knocked on the door, "General Manager, that... the hot search just now has been added again..."