The Myriad Realms' Qi Flows Unhindered, My Dao Flourishes Daily

"Who's sending telegrams!?"

Qin Feng looked up curiously, then froze.

The White Cloud Temple, which used to enshrine the Three Pure Ones, had been transformed into a temple worshipping the Diga Buddha. Master San Nong was sitting outside, selling tickets, while a group of Daoists were unleashing a barrage of "telegrams" at him.

"Holy crap, you, beep, beep, beep, beep..."

The Daoists, unable to suppress their anger, had all turned into telegram machines.

They had only gone down the mountain to save the world. Seeing their ancestor ascend, they thought about returning to pay respects to the new Celestial Master. But who knew they'd not only have to buy tickets to get home but also find their revered Three Pure Ones replaced by the Buddha.

Damn it!!

A scholar can endure, but an uncle cannot!

An aunt can tolerate it, but I cannot!

"Amitabha!"

Master San Nong clasped his hands together and said righteously, "Benefactors, this is the Great Bright Temple, not your White Cloud Temple. If you dare to beep any further, don't blame this humble monk for being impolite."

"I've never seen such a shameless person!!"

Yu Xue and Hua Ling were stunned, inwardly exclaiming "Good heavens."

They had initially suspected Qin Feng's team of doing shady things, but they hadn't expected them to be so brazen, not only stealing someone's home but also converting their Daoist temple into a Buddhist one.

"Damn it!!"

The Daoists were utterly enraged. They had to teach this guy a lesson.

Hum! Hum!

Crisp sword hums resounded, and sharp sword energy shot straight into the sky.

The long swords on the Daoists' backs unsheathed one after another and stabbed towards Master San Nong at incredible speed.

"Amitabha!"

Master San Nong didn't take these Daoists seriously at all, wearing an infuriating expression like