One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

After saying that, Zhang Tianyi ignored the group of old guys who each had their own ulterior motives.

He picked up his phone and waved it at the dumbfounded Feng Zhenghao:

"Hey, Xiaofeng, right? You look pretty refined with those glasses on. Do you know how to play that King of Glory game?"

Feng Zhenghao paused for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "I...I know a little bit about it. My daughter plays it all the time."

"Great!"

Zhang Tianyi's eyes lit up, and he put his arm around Feng Zhenghao's shoulder, completely abandoning his previous superior demeanor.

"Come on, help me rank up! I was just matched with a bunch of elementary school kids, they wrecked me!"

"If you carry me to the King rank, and if that old toad dares to bully you again, I'll beat him up for you!"

Feng Zhenghao was stunned by this sudden "favor".

He glanced at Wang Ai, whose face was ashen, and then at Zhang Tianyi, who looked on expectantly.

For the first time in his life, this powerful figure from the World Society felt...

The water of Longhu Mountain...

It's so damn unfathomable and utterly murky!

But looking at Zhang Tianyi's excessively young face, Feng Zhenghao quickly made a judgment in his mind.

This thigh is thicker than the old Celestial Master's!

You must hold on tight!

"Since you are in such a good mood, I will gladly oblige!"

Feng Zhenghao adjusted his glasses, took out his phone, and revealed a sincere smile.

then.

At the meeting on the eve of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, which will determine the future of the world of supernatural beings.

An extremely absurd scene unfolded.

Several centenarians sat there with solemn expressions.

Meanwhile, the legendary "Tian Shu Zhenren" was pulling the president of the Tianxia Hui together, shouting and yelling amidst the sound effects of the five kills.

Only Wang Ai and Lü Ci remained hidden in the shadows.

Looking at Zhang Tianyi's young back, greed and fear grew wildly in his eyes like weeds.

Chapter 12 Oh, isn't this Zhang the virgin?

A week later.

Longhu Mountain, front mountain scenic area.

On this day, the liveliness of Longhu Mountain reached its peak.

In order to hold the Luotian Grand Ritual, the Celestial Master's Mansion specially opened part of its area to the public.

Strange people from all over the world mingled with ordinary tourists, making the originally quiet mountain path extremely crowded.

"Two hundred and sixty yuan a person! This is highway robbery!"

At the ticket booth entrance, a college student with long hair and a somewhat nonchalant look was clutching his ticket, complaining with a pained expression:

"These Taoist priests are so heartless! I just want to go home, and I have to buy a ticket? Is there no law anymore?"

"Zhang Chulan, shut up."

Following behind him was a young girl with long, flowing hair and a vacant look in her eyes, yet exuding a clear-eyed naiveté.

She held a cucumber in her hand, crunching away, not even looking at the road, yet she managed to precisely avoid every pedestrian.

It was Feng Baobao.

"Sister Bao'er, I want to shut up too, but this is my living expenses that I've saved up by not eating or drinking!"

As Zhang Chulan reluctantly stuffed the change into his pocket, he lowered his voice, a shrewd glint flashing in his always half-closed eyes:

"Listen up, Bao'er, this time we're going to keep a low profile on our trip up the mountain."

"I'm a coward now, I don't mess with anyone, I'm not afraid of anyone. As long as you can find out what happened to Grandpa back then, I'll be a turtle (a coward who stays put). Just don't cause any trouble, understand?"

Feng Baobao chewed the last bite of cucumber and nodded expressionlessly.

"Oh, I see. You know how to play the fool."

"..."

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched slightly.

Although it sounds awkward, it is the truth.

For the past ten years or so, Zhang Chulan has survived by hiding his identity by living by the principle of "shameless".

He's a pro at playing dumb.

The two followed the flow of people and slowly walked towards the back of the mountain.

The further you go in, the fewer ordinary tourists there are, and the more extraordinary people carrying Qi.

Zhang Chulan cautiously observed his surroundings, secretly marveling at his surroundings.

This grand Taoist ritual is indeed a grand spectacle. I used to think I was an oddball, but now, looking at all the demons and monsters on this mountain, I feel perfectly normal.

Just as the two of them turned a corner and were about to walk towards the side gate of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Sudden.

Zhang Chulan stopped in his tracks.

"Hey, you, the one with the ponytail, yeah, you, kid."

A lazy voice came abruptly from a large blue stone by the roadside.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating, precisely hitting Zhang Chulan's ear and sending a shiver down his spine.

Zhang Chulan subconsciously stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

Under the shade of trees beside the mountain path, on a large blue stone used for tourists to rest, sat a... extremely bizarre young man.

This person looked to be in his early twenties, with skin so fair it was enviable, and he wore a pair of large, dark sunglasses.

He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt with an exaggerated white skull print, ripped jeans, and a pair of limited edition Air Jordans.

If you didn't know the background, Zhang Chulan would think he was in Sanlitun instead of Longhu Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism.

At this moment, the trendy man was sitting with his legs crossed, holding his phone horizontally in his hand, his brows furrowed, as if he had encountered some enormous problem.

"Uh... this... buddy?"

Although Zhang Chulan inwardly thought this person was some kind of weirdo who had wandered onto the wrong set, he immediately put on a fawning smile and bowed and scraped as he approached.

Are you calling me?

"Of course, is there another man around here with such a sissy ponytail?"

Zhang Tianyi didn't even look up, her fingers frantically clicking on the screen while she muttered curses under her breath:

"Damn it, what kind of lousy judgment is this? I'm dead again!"

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched slightly.

A sissy ponytail?

I will endure!

"Hehe, Big Brother is right, I'll go get it cut right now. May I ask what you need me for? Do you need directions?" Zhang Chulan continued to play the submissive role.

"Why are you asking for directions? This is my house... cough cough, this is my territory."

Zhang Tianyi finally raised his head, glanced at Zhang Chulan through his sunglasses, and then handed his phone to him:

"Do you know how to play this? Temple Run."

"What?"

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

He had imagined countless scenarios of being blocked from the road:

They could be spies from some faction, assassins trying to seize the Qi Source Stream, or even so-called righteous people who dislike him.

But he never dreamed of it.

At this perilous Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, someone stopped him, wanting his help to pass a level in "Temple Run"?!

"What are you standing there for? I see your fingers are quite nimble, help me get through this."

Zhang Tianyi shook his phone impatiently. "This level is insane. You have to be able to get through it without taking any damage and collect all the coins. I've died over eighty times. I'm losing my mind."

"..."

Looking at the familiar interface on the screen, Zhang Chulan felt a surge of emotions.

Where did this utterly idiotic, non-mainstream freak come from?

Why would you invite a stranger to play video games in a place like Longhushan?

Have you lost your mind?

But in order to maintain his "harmless" persona, Zhang Chulan suppressed the urge to complain and took the phone.

"Um... big brother, let me give it a try. Please don't be offended if I don't play well."

Zhang Chulan took the phone and skillfully operated it.

As a college student who spends most of his time in the city, this kind of game is child's play for him.

With fingers flying across the screen, the little figure tumbles up and down, munching on coins with a clinking sound.

Zhang Tianyi squatted on the rock, craning his neck to watch, and giving instructions as he watched:

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! Jump! Double jump! Beautiful!"

"Holy crap, you're amazing! That's some speed. You've been single for twenty years, haven't you?"