Chapter 611 - 303: Disciple Dao Sheng, Inviting the Thunder Ancestor’s Manifestation—Thunder Punishment!

"Ah..."

Xiaolitou was holding his phone, staring blankly at the spot, at a loss for what to do.

The viewers in the livestream chat were almost roaring with tears.

"Bro, why are you just standing there? The Daoist Master told you to connect with Brother Sect Leader, hurry up."

"You’re given a chance, and you’re not using it, man! The Changchun Temple stream has such a huge audience, connect with him, then bring on the Daoist Master, do you know how many followers you could get? I’m crying."

"Kid, put your student mindset aside for now, connect with Brother Sect Leader immediately, this could be the biggest opportunity of your life, a chance for a student to turn things around!"

"When you graduate from college, you might not even find a job, and if you do, it’s likely to be hard labor. Right now, you have a great opportunity in front of you, and you don’t appreciate it!"

"Why be shy now? The Daoist Master asked you to connect, so you connect. If he dares to say that, it means the Little Daoist at Changchun Temple knows the Daoist Master, maybe they’re even uncle and nephew!"

"..."

Not only were the viewers anxious, but his girlfriend was restless.

Just as she saw the happiness of her later life hinging on this connection, her boyfriend was acting like this!

Xiaolitou’s girlfriend, with a stern face, snatched the phone, exasperated by his incompetence, and directly connected to Ning An’s stream.

At this moment, Ning An was randomly selecting viewers to connect with.

He hadn’t even set it up yet when suddenly the comments flooded the screen.

Ning An curiously looked up, wanting to see what nonsense the viewers were spamming, only to find that their comments were all uniform:

"Brother Sect Leader, quickly connect with your uncle!"

Uncle?

What uncle?

Ning An didn’t quite understand, but seeing so many people saying it, he found Xiaolitou’s connection request and clicked agree.

As soon as the connection went through, and the view stabilized, everyone was shocked!

They saw an elderly Daoist Master carrying a burly man in each hand like little chicks, heading out the door.

All around, a bunch of muscular Martial Monks were lying sprawled out, with extraordinarily good sleep quality.

Gulp~

The viewers in the chat swallowed hard.

"Brother Sect Leader, that... Daoist Master, is he your uncle?"

"Oh my, this is so brutal, but I kind of like it, it’s already feeling like one of those novels, I’m crying."

"It might really be the Little Daoist’s uncle; the Little Daoist had previously wowed everyone, beating international bodyguards so hard that they couldn’t recognize the capital. If this Daoist Master isn’t the Little Daoist’s uncle, I wouldn’t believe it!"

"Such brutal violence, and this strength, the Little Daoist is just like him, amazing!"

"But, the way it looks, it seems like a Monk’s nest? Is the Daoist Master there to challenge the baldies and ready to wipe them out!"

"Holy crap! I wouldn’t have noticed if you hadn’t mentioned it, damn, everything around here, the environment, and the clothes of the cultivators, all seem like baldies, did the Daoist Master really go there to annihilate them?"

"..."

Ning An looked at the scene in the camera, somewhat dumbstruck as well.

He recognized Li Daocheng, one of his master’s friends, his uncle.

But in his impression, this uncle always had a good temper, and spoke with a smile, yet now he seemed so furious.

A one-man invasion of a Monk’s nest?

But soon, as the viewers from that side streamed in, the reasons gradually became clear.

"It’s not the Daoist Master being brutal, but this group of monks lacking martial virtue. This was originally the Daoist Master’s temple, but while he was traveling, they stole it and turned it into a tourist spot, even charged the Daoist Master!

Worse still, this Daoist temple was occupied by these monks, who treated it as their territory, swapped precious woods, and replaced the Three Pure Ones Statue, Thunder Ancestor Statue, Ancestral Master Statue with Buddhist ones. That’s why this scene has occurred now."

Holy crap!

Upon learning the reasons, the viewers in Ning An’s stream were instantly in an uproar.

"What, these monks are too shameless? Damn, I thought this was their territory, I even slightly doubted when their architectural style changed to Daoist; so it was actually the Daoist’s!"

"Angry! This is like desecrating one’s ancestral grave! Overturning the Three Pure Ones Statue, driving out the Ancestral Master Statue, in ancient times, this would be a never-ending grudge to the death!"

"At first, I frowned, thinking that this Daoist Master was a bit brutal and unreasonable, going alone to beat up the monks. Now I see, the Daoist Master did it perfectly, splendidly!"

"These shameless baldies, I’m nearby, is there any good brother also close by, let’s go together, back up the Daoist Master!"

"I’m close, let’s go!"

"..."

At this moment, Ning An’s eyes were icy, face gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.

Occupying the Daoist Temple, desecrating the statues, cutting off the legacy!

Any one of these acts is a blatant provocation to this sect!

There can only be no rest till death, no rest till death!

Ning An picked up another phone, dialed a number, and called out.

The temperature in his eyes was dropping lower, yet there seemed to be a raging fire hidden within!

"Daoist Ning."

The call was quickly connected, the voice on the other end carrying a hint of respect.

Ning An, suppressing his anger, said with a faint smile: "Tell your person in charge to call me back, give him five minutes, don’t think of playing dead, I know where he lives!"

Beep beep beep!

As he finished speaking, the call was abruptly hung up by Ning An.

As he watched the livestream footage again, the flames in Ning An’s chest burned even more fiercely.