My Dead Friend Transmigrated
Chapter 822

Throw the Damn Thing! (Wishing Everyone a Happy Christmas Eve)

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Li Yao looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old man in everyday Daoist robes standing outside the Training Field, studying a group of Pandaren.

Madam Qian stood beside him, explaining that they were not demons and whatnot...

In fact, animals on Earth did not have this whole notion of gaining sentience through cultivation.

Demons, fiends, ghosts, and the like were merely aberrations from subspace.

Combining the internal documents he had read before with Madam Qian's guided inspection at his side, Li Yao knew that this was the legendary Old Celestial Master—the Number One Mystic Cultivator Under Heaven! The Daoist wore blue-gray casual robes, his hair tied in a Daoist topknot. His beard was snow-white, and his curved brows hung low, concealing the sharpness of his square face and making him seem kindly and approachable.

While Li Yao was sizing up the Daoist, Madam Qian pointed in his direction and whispered something into the Old Celestial Master's ear.

Then Li Yao saw the Old Celestial Master wave at him.

A vigorous voice followed. "Hello there, young friend."

The old man was full of energy!

Ye Yu really ought to come learn from him.

As long as one stayed young at heart, one would naturally seem lively.

Li Yao waved back in greeting, then walked over and saluted him. "Li Yao of Jinling pays his respects to the Old Celestial Master."

Madam Qian: "..."

Old Celestial Master: "..."

After exchanging a glance, the Old Celestial Master pointed at Li Yao and said, "This kid's watched too much Douyin, hasn't he?"

Li Yao: "..."

This Old Celestial Master was pretty trendy, huh?

He defended himself, "No, I learned that from an anime."

Old Celestial Master: "Oh, that one. I've watched it too. It's pretty good. Some of its basic

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