Chapter 123: Chapter 91: The Taoist on the 75th Building Rooftop

"Daoist Priest, it seems they can’t hear us."

"Daoist Priest, quickly use your magic and see if you can communicate with them."

On the rooftop of the 75th building, several burly men gathered around an old man.

The old man was in his early sixties, not bald but with a full head of gray hair tied into a bun secured with a hairpin.

He was wearing a bright yellow Daoist robe typically worn during rituals, adorned with a Bagua Taiji pattern.

He looked like a character from a zombie movie, Lin Zhengying.

Coincidentally, his surname was also Lin.

Lin Songyang was a part-time Daoist, no, to be precise, he wasn’t even a true Daoist.

Before the great flood, he was an old bachelor. To survive, he asked for help from his nephew who worked in a religious affairs office.

His nephew found him a job as a Daoist priest at a nearby temple.

Even though Lin Songyang was somewhat streetwise, he was quite handsome. He had a kind of ethereal look when he wore the robe.

After a few years at Xunfeng Temple, he even managed to become the Vice Temple Master.

He worked at the temple during the day and went home at night for foot baths and massages, not missing a beat.

According to him, cultivating Dao is about heart, not body. He followed the ways of a living Buddha Jizi.

Many who knew his background laughed at him, saying Jizi was a monk, while he was a Daoist priest, and that he was following the wrong path.

He didn’t care. They were just jealous.

Is being a Daoist so easy? Nowadays, you need a graduate degree to be one.

All meals and lodging provided, a monthly salary of over ten thousand, and nothing to worry about—where else could you find such a deal?

But then the great flood changed everything.

Lin watched helplessly as the world

man next door started robbing, while the little girl nearby

square upstairs, abandoned

was scared and stayed home, living on stored grains.

stored grains ran out, he had to eat the

were really awful to

he could still

of those sweet potato vines

his

gained a foothold

gathered a group of people, gradually taking control of the first unit of the 75th building, stabilizing the

living off the remaining

upstairs reported seeing activity on

immediately rushed up. He also wanted to contact people outside and understand what was happening in the

to ask others if they had any news

at all, everyone got anxious

thirties, beside Old Lin couldn’t help but say, "Daoist Lin, is there a way to contact the other side? With things like

nodded mysteriously and said, "Since it’s like this, let me give it a try. Everyone move back. If I use my magic, I don’t want to injure you by

retreated upon

of Daoist Lin’s magic

putting on a mysterious act and couldn’t help but purse his lips, also

front of everyone’s

golden light emanated

As You Wish Command,

Whoosh——!

violent wind stirred up in the void, howling and

golden light surged and turned into several gold

"Hello!"

Lin’s face turned flushed as he maintained the

grew

magic turns into words, Daoist Lin

this Immortal Daoist Technique? It’s truly

real deal. This flood isn’t a disaster, it’s clearly the revival of

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