Which Master Gave You This Protective Talisman?

"Is the blogger finally done pretending?"

"Good heavens, mass-produced lightning-struck wood, is that it?"

"Unprofessional. Next time, use peach wood."

"Nice Palm Thunder. Clearly a practitioner. If you ever want to spar, I specialize in the Type 81 assault rifle!"

"Didn't Brother Hang Take You Flying say the blogger was good at fortune-telling and feng shui? Why are they playing with Taoist magic now?"

"A bit fake. Not as good as True Person Ruozong. At least he adds a disclaimer that it's special effects, so we don't actually believe him (facepalm.jpg)"

"I'm not afraid of special effects, I'm afraid of a real one hidden among the fakes (tears of joy.jpg)"

"Blogger, I want to learn this!"

"The blogger has opened their eyes! Next time, remember to film sword-flying. All you need is to invest in a drone (laughing.jpg)"

Of course, none of the netizens took the video seriously. Those who were active were joking in the comments, while the inactive ones were just watching the fun. Since Gu Zhao didn't have many fans yet, no trolls had appeared.

Gu Zhao happily watched the comments, likes, and shares slowly increase. Then he saw Zhang Hang's comment.

Brother Hang Takes You Flying: "I underestimated you. I didn't expect you, with your serious face, to start playing with special effects!"

Gu Zhao smiled without saying a word, already imagining what expression Zhang Hang would have when he discovered the truth behind the special effects.

Meanwhile, at Yuanfa Palace.

Hui Bin and several fellow disciples stood at the entrance, welcoming guests.

"Who is visiting this time? Even the association president is here to greet them?" Hui Bin asked his senior disciple beside him, glancing at a middle-aged Taoist not far away.

"I heard it's an old Taoist master from the Longmen Ancestral Court in Yandu," replied another disciple with the Taoist name Hui Ting. "He has dedicated his life to visiting Longmen Taoist Temples everywhere and collecting and organizing the classic scriptures of the Longmen Sect."

Hui Bin couldn't help but look back in the direction of the scripture repository within the temple. "Do we have any scriptures that Yandu doesn't have?"

"Who knows? Let's just take a look. Our Yuanfa Palace was incorporated into the Longmen Sect three hundred years ago. The abbot at that time was a direct descendant of the Longmen lineage. The scripture repository has been preserved since then, so there might be some unique scrolls," Hui Ting said.

"Oh!" Hui Bin nodded, feeling quite proud. "I always thought the orthodox Taoist traditions were all in Jiangnan and Jiangbei. I didn't expect our little place to have such good things."

Hui Ting shook his head. "We were already very prosperous during the Ming Dynasty, so we definitely have good things. Compared to us, Yuchan Palace in Qiong Province is a purely modern building."

Hui Bin chimed in, "Huangxian Shrine in Yangcheng is too!"

The two smiled at each other, then saw several cars turn the corner and stop at the entrance of Yuanfa Palace.

Everyone stepped forward to greet them. The Taoist at the front opened the car door and held his hand up to block the roof, preventing the person exiting from accidentally hitting their head.

The next moment, an old Taoist, dressed in a blue linen robe and wearing a Hun Yuan Scarf, bent down to get out of the car. He first thanked the Taoist who opened the door for him before straightening up and looking at everyone.

"Daoist Master Yihong!" everyone greeted the old Taoist master in unison, bowing.

"Good, good, good!" Daoist Master Yihong replied with a smile.

"Please come inside, Daoist Master. You just got off the plane, and your journey must have been tiring. Please go to the quiet room to rest first," a middle-aged Taoist stepped forward and said.

"No rush, no rush. Although I'm old, I'm not frail," Daoist Master Yihong chuckled. "I told you not to make such a fuss, but since you all came to the entrance to welcome me, it would be too impolite if I didn't greet you."

Daoist Master Yihong didn't put on airs. From the moment he got out of the car, he walked towards Yuanfa Palace, greeting the Taoists, both young and old, who were welcoming him.

"May Heaven Bless You Boundlessly!" the young Taoist bowed.

"Hello, hello," Daoist Master Yihong replied with a smile, cupping his hands.

Among the welcoming party, the leaders of the Provincial and Municipal Taoist Associations stood at the very front, the elder Taoists of Yuanfa Palace stood in the middle, and the younger generation like Hui Bin stood at the back.

Daoist Master Yihong continued without stopping, greeting everyone equally as he walked.

But as Daoist Master Yihong finished greeting Hui Ting and arrived beside Hui Bin, he couldn't help but pause.

"Dao... Daoist Master, hello!" Hui Bin greeted politely.

Daoist Master Yihong stopped and let out a surprised sound. After sensing for a moment, his gaze towards Hui Bin became uncertain.

Hui Bin's heart pounded, not knowing if he had done something wrong or made a mistake.

"Could he have heard my earlier complaint?" Hui Bin thought, both surprised and frightened. "Does this old Taoist, no, this senior, have super hearing or the ability to read minds?"

"Daoist Master Yihong?" a middle-aged Taoist approached the old Taoist master, confused as to why he had suddenly stopped.

Daoist Master Yihong chuckled, reached out, and took Hui Bin's wrist. He said kindly, "What's your name?"

"I... I'm Lin, no, my name is Hui Bin," Hui Bin almost blurted out his secular name.

"Good, good, good," Daoist Master Yihong said, holding Hui Bin's hand as he walked, greeting others. He then asked Hui Bin, "Where are you from? How many years have you been initiated?"

"I'm from Xiang Province. I've been initiated for six or seven years, and I've always been at Yuanfa Palace," Hui Bin replied.

Daoist Master Yihong nodded. "You haven't been initiated for too long. Why did you become initiated? Do you have any family members in the Taoist sect?"

"I just like our country's traditional culture and the purity and naturalness of Taoism," Hui Bin replied. "No one in my family is in the Taoist sect. I'm the first."

"Hmm," Daoist Master Yihong nodded. "You have the potential for enlightenment."

"Thank you for your praise, Daoist Master!" Hui Bin quickly thanked him.

"You don't need to thank me, I didn't see it," Daoist Master Yihong said with a smile. "It must have been a senior Taoist master who saw it and gave you a truly consecrated Amulet."

"Speaking of which, Daoist Master Yihong asked curiously, 'There aren't many Taoists in the country with this ability. May I ask who gave you the amulet? Do you know if this old Taoist recognizes them?'"

"Huh?" Hui Bin looked completely bewildered.

"Huh?" The crowd following behind the two men was also bewildered.

Hui Bin panicked and quickly denied, "Did you misunderstand? No one gave me an amulet!"

Daoist Master Yihong couldn't help but be stunned. He turned back and carefully examined Hui Bin's expression, confirming that he wasn't intentionally hiding anything. He became even more curious. "No one gave you an amulet?"

"No!" Hui Bin decisively shook his head.

Daoist Master Yihong patted Hui Bin's chest. "Then where did the amulet inside your clothes come from?"

"Inside my clothes?" Hui Bin was taken aback. "There's nothing inside my clothes..."

As he spoke, Hui Bin suddenly remembered. A few days ago, a young man had indeed drawn a Five Thunder Talisman and given it to him. He had casually put it in his outer garment's inner pocket and then forgotten about it.

He hadn't washed his jacket these past few days, so he hadn't taken the Five Thunder Talisman out.

Hui Bin reached into his chest and took out the yellow talisman, folded into a triangle. He said incredulously, "This one?"

Daoist Master Yihong took a deep breath and confirmed, "It's this one."