I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

When he arrived here, Chen Feng was surprised to find that, unlike the doomsday scene in the western world, everything in China was as usual.

No, not exactly business as usual.

Most of the people, after buying enough supplies, hid in their homes and stayed behind closed doors.

But there are also some bold ones who are still hanging out.

They are all learning about the situation in the Western world through television and the Internet.

Although I was a little scared in my heart, under the various official publicity and safeguard measures, overall, it was still very stable.

On the border line, there are already large armies and various weapons on display.

All monsters that appear in their sights will be killed immediately.

Chen Feng was surprised by the good situation in the country, but also worried.

Although there are no zombies or other monsters in the country, it is unknown how long this situation will last.

After all, he has seen many powerful zombies and monsters.

In his cognition, some of these monsters are extremely powerful and can completely confront missiles head-on.

What's more, when the horror is reflected in reality this time, there is still a faint pusher behind the scenes.

"In the sky at 970, is that fellow Daoist Chen?"

Just as various thoughts flashed through Chen Feng's mind, a voice suddenly entered his ears.

Chen Feng was shocked in his heart.

Divine Consciousness Transmission!

Moreover, it was precise sound transmission, he had already hidden his figure, yet the other party could still find him.

"who?"

Chen Feng looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a cloud: "Whoever is sneaking around there, come out for me."

"Haha...you Daoist Chen misunderstood, I am not sneaking around."

Following the voice, a figure floated out from behind the cloud and flew towards Chen Feng, and the cloud was actually right under his feet, as if supporting him to fly.

The visitor looked to be in his 30s, with a refined appearance, but what surprised Chen Feng was that he was wearing an ancient robe, with long hair on his head, tied into a bun, and a jade hairpin.

The appearance of riding the clouds, looks three points elegant, seven points chic, really romantic.

Chen Feng's spiritual sense swept over this person, and his face turned pale with shock.

This person is actually a Daoist, and his cultivation is higher than him, and he is a ninth-rank Daoist.

Chen Feng returned to the country several times, but he did not find (abdh) a Chinese cultivator.

Now I finally met one, but I didn't expect it to be the Ninth Rank Daoist.

It's also scary.

The man stood tens of meters in front of Chen Feng, standing in the air, and looked at Chen Feng with a smile: "Chen Daoyou, after a few decades, you will be safe?"

Chen Feng frowned slightly: "You know me?"

The man laughed and said, "You and I have known each other for thousands of years, do you think we know each other?"

Chen Feng tried his best to recall, but couldn't remember the slightest impression of this person, and said: "Sorry, I seem to have lost some memory due to some things, and I don't remember you."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The visitor smiled and waved his hand: "When Brother Chen recovers the cultivation of the Holy Monarch, all memories will naturally be restored.

He changed his address from Fellow Daoist to Brother Chen, which seemed to bring him closer.

Chen Feng's face changed slightly: "You also know that after I am promoted to the Holy Monarch, I will restore my memory?"

The visitor smiled and said, "Not only me, but several people also know about Brother Chen's situation."

"Is there any more people?" Chen Feng cupped his fists: "What's your name?"

"I'm at Qingyunzi, I met Brother Chen." Qingyunzi replied with a salute.

Chen Feng: "Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi, from your point of view, it seems that you know a lot about me, can you clarify for me?"

Qing Yunzi: "Of course, now is the time to let Brother Chen know about this, but before that, let me recommend a few more people for Brother Chen."

After finishing speaking, Qing Yunzi said loudly: "Come out, there is no doubt that it is Brother Chen."

Following Qingyunzi's voice, several streaks of light quickly shot from the sky.

When the light dissipated, there were already five people standing in the void.

These five people are an old man with white beard and hair, but his face is red and energetic, but his ears and nose are too big, which looks a bit funny.

But Chen Feng didn't want to laugh, because he was also a seventh-rank Taoist.

Next to the white-haired old man, stood a young woman in white clothes who was over 30 years old, both in appearance and figure.

It's just that the temperament on his body is too cold, making people dare not approach him.

This young woman, like Chen Feng, is a sixth-rank Taoist.

Next to the young woman in white, stood a monk with a beard and muscular body.

This monk is more than 2 meters tall, with a hard beard all over his face, and his body is extremely muscular.

Chen Feng has seen many muscular men like this, but he never paid much attention to them.

But this muscular man is different, Chen Feng dare not underestimate him.

Because, this person is an eighth-rank Taoist.

Next to the muscular man, there was a boy who looked only seven or eight years old, but his expression was quite old-fashioned. Looking at Chen Feng's eyes, it seemed that he was looking at a younger generation.

This boy, the devil also has a seventh-rank Daoist cultivation base.

The last one is a woman.

Her right arm is missing, only her left arm is left, but she is as beautiful as a flower, and her figure is also graceful and graceful.

However, when the gaze falls on her missing right arm, it will inevitably make people feel sorry.

But Chen Feng would never have such an idea, because this woman is actually the same as Qing Yunzi, also a ninth-rank Taoist.

Seeing these six people, Chen Feng was a little confused.

Among the six people here, the one with the lowest cultivation base is the same as him, and is also a sixth-rank Taoist.

The other five people are even a little taller than him.

At this time, Qingyunzi——is introduced by Chen Feng.

The old man with white hair and white beard was named Hongsou, and others called him Immortal with Big Ears or Immortal with Golden Nose.

The young woman in white is called Fairy Shaohe.

Qiuxu monk, Qing Yunzi called him Fire Lotus Bodhisattva.

The boy is called Tianman'er, but this is the name among fellow Taoists. When outsiders see him, they will respectfully call him Master Tianman.

The name of the one-armed girl is the most common, and Qing Yunzi only introduced two words - Anan.

Hearing these two words of incomparable Common, for some reason, there was a buzzing in Chen Feng's mind, as if something was added, but it was extremely blurry and he couldn't see clearly.

All of a sudden, Chen Feng felt a splitting headache, as if something was about to come out, but was blocked by a powerful force.

Seeing him full of pain, Qing Yunzi and the others all looked worried.

Anan said softly: "If you can't remember it, you don't want to insist on it. When the time comes, you will naturally remember it."

Anan's voice was not loud, but when it fell into Chen Feng's ears, it had a soothing power. The restlessness in his heart was gone, and he no longer insisted on thinking about the memories deep in his mind.

The headache also gradually receded.

Seeing him recovering, the six of them breathed a sigh of relief, and when they looked at him again, their eyes were full of friendliness.