Supernatural: I, who pretended to be a Taoist Master, was broadcasted live.
14 Master Zhang, who bemoans the state of heaven and pities the people

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Jian An City.

At the back of the mountain behind the First Hospital.

After the ghost general was killed by the heavenly lightning, the space-time ghost domain that the ghost general supported collapsed at the same time.

The two layers of space-time overlapped, and the originally gloomy and green mountain peak was quickly eroded by the overflowing ghost energy into a barren land.

The road was paved with bones, and red flesh hung on the dried branches.

The oddly-shaped ghosts hissed their teeth and let out chilling ghost cries.

Even though the sun was shining high up in the sky, it still made one's teeth and bones turn cold.

This place was already a living hell.

However, such a scene was not uncommon for the people of the Supernatural Department.

They had seen too many ghosts and spirits, and some of the veterans had even participated in the battle against the Ghost King Domain.

Besides, they weren't the only ones dealing with these ghosts.

There were also official spirit hunters and free exorcists.

Without the Ghost King to hold the fort, just a few ordinary ghosts were unable to organize a resistance.

After everyone arrived, they were completely wiped out almost instantly.

It was as if heaven and earth were shaken by this miserable scene. Not long after, there was a torrential rain and lightning, and this filthy land was washed away.

However, even in such a heavy rain, there was still a group of ascetics who stayed where they were and chanted the soul ferrying incantation for the babies who had died in vain.

At this time, due to the heavy rain, the hospital canteen was temporarily requisitioned.

Let the people with lofty ideals who participated in this operation take shelter from the rain and rest.

After the heavy rain, the Supernatural Intelligence Bureau still needed to organize people to clean up the scene.

The crowd gathered together and had nothing to do. Everyone began to gossip.

"I heard that Master Zhang, who can control lightning, was invited by the Supernatural Intelligence Bureau?”

"That's right. I've even served tea and poured water for Master Zhang.”

"I heard that the Ghost General in the Ghost Cave was killed by Heavenly Teacher Zhang with a single bolt of lightning.”

" You only heard about it, but I do have accurate information. You know Old Liu from the Foreign Affairs Team, right? He's my brother. He was the one who brought Master Zhang back to the Supernatural Bureau yesterday. Master Zhang even rewarded him with a Merit Treasure Coin.”

"F * ck, is that brother's luck that good? Tell us what he saw.”

" About an hour ago, there were no clouds in the sky. Master Zhang was chatting with Team Leader Lu of the Supernatural Department when he suddenly lamented that the world was filled with evil spirits and that the common people were suffering. He thought about how his realm was shaken and spat out a mouthful of blood. This mouthful of blood had damaged ten years of cultivation.”

"Celestial Master is actually so compassionate. You're really a role model for our generation.”

"What happened after that?"

" Later, Master Zhang thought that he might as well use it to kill evil since he had already vomited blood from his heart. He immediately used his finger as a sword to trigger the Heavenly Thunder. In just a moment, the sky and earth thundered and the wind and clouds changed. Several Heavenly Thunder struck the ghost general and several malicious ghosts in a row, returning the peace of Jian 'an.”

"Summoning the wind and summoning the rain, attracting lightning to eliminate evil, Celestial Master Zhang's cultivation is probably more than 300 years old!”

"Hiss ~"

"Hiss ~"

"Hiss ~"

Through this group of people, the matter of the heavenly master controlling lightning began to form a human-to-human relationship.

It didn't take long for the news to spread.

Soon, it reached Lu Ruonan's ears.

Meanwhile, Lu Ruonan was with the director of the Supernatural Intelligence Bureau, Lu Zhixing.

When Lu Zhixing heard this, the Taoist master vomited blood from his heart. He was terrified.

She quickly asked about Lu Ruonan's situation with concern.

"Ruonan, is the heavenly master alright? If I had known that the heavenly master was vomiting blood, I wouldn't have called you over.”

"Also, I was busy with a case yesterday and didn't meet the Taoist master in time. He's not angry, is he?”

Lu Ruonan could not help but roll her eyes at the usually dignified Lu Zhixing's performance.

How could a bureau chief believe such exaggerated rumors?

If word got out, the Supernatural Intelligence Bureau would lose all their face.

"It's non-existent. Don't worry about it. The heavenly master is very good.”

Facing the bureau chief, Lu Ruonan still looked like she didn't care.

He casually dismissed her with two or three sentences and continued with the task at hand.

"Then tell me about the scene of the heavenly master controlling the lightning. It's a huge loss that I didn't see it with my own eyes.”

A bureau chief like you is also so gossipy?

However, Lu Ruonan's eyes lit up.

If you want me to say this, then I can't keep my mouth shut.

Thinking of the scene at that time, he could not help but smile. Then, he began to talk like a river.

"When I went to look for the Celestial Master, he might not be used to my respectful appearance and kept denying that he was the Celestial Master.”

"Then, he insisted that he didn't know how to control lightning. Of course, I didn't believe him, so he became anxious.”

"I started chanting the Lightning Manipulation Spell on the spot, and I even used my finger sword. In the end, lightning immediately rumbled and lit up.”

"It's true. This Heavenly Master Zhang likes to act too much. It's as if he doesn't like the identity of a Heavenly Master at all.”

Lu Ruonan danced around and demonstrated Zhang Lingyu's action of drawing lightning and chanting a spell, which dumbfounded the people from the Supernatural Department.

This iceberg that had not melted for ten thousand years melted just like that?

Lu Zhixing was pleased. He nodded repeatedly, thinking that his daughter knew how to pick.

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