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Chapter 780

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Old Master Ma ran to the main hall of the Taoist temple and rang the bronze bell to gather everyone.

"Master, what's so urgent?" A young Taoist priest who was usually closer to Old Master Ma asked boldly.

Old Master Ma did not answer. Instead, he glanced at everyone and frowned. "Where's Ma Ping?"

"Oh, Senior Ping went to the back of the mountain two hours ago. I think he was holding a pair of binoculars …" The young Taoist priest recalled.

"Damn it, he's not a son at all." Old Master Ma was furious. Then, he said to everyone in a serious tone, "After this, another supreme deity will come. Everyone, remember to adhere to etiquette. I've already told you what etiquette you should use when dealing with a deity …"

"Understood, Master. Those who should kneel and those who should kowtow should kowtow. In short, kowtow more and talk less." An older Taoist priest was the first to speak.

"Hmm, very good. Everyone, remember Mingkong's words. Kowtow more and talk less. The supreme deity won't argue with you. "After Old Master Ma finished speaking, he quickly walked to the back of the mountain.

More than a hundred Taoist priests looked at each other. Their Master had specially emphasized it. It seemed that the newcomer was not a kind person.

Everyone would probably have a hard time in the future.

Old Master Ma hurriedly ran to the back of the mountain. With a stretch of his hand, he found his son's location through the blood connection.

There was a birch tree on top of a cliff. Ma Ping was holding a pair of binoculars and leaning behind the birch tree. He was peeping at the Upper Realm fairy activating the summoning formation.

"This unfilial son!" Old Master Ma was fuming with anger.

Although he already knew that this kid had lustful thoughts, he did not expect him to be so daring as to peep like an ordinary mortal!

Perhaps he had played too many games!

Did he really think that he could get the fairy's favor by peeping at her bathing like in games? He was asking for it!

This fairy must have known what he had done, but she didn't want to argue with him because of his hard work.

Old Master Ma was about to sneak over and slap that kid. Suddenly, the summoning formation was filled with clouds and mist.

A figure was faintly discernible and appeared.

Old Master Ma stopped in his tracks. He did not dare to move for fear of disturbing the supreme deity.

The figure gradually turned from illusory to real. Old Master Ma immediately recognized the person's appearance.

It turned out that this was a God wrapped in golden armor. His entire body was covered in armor, and only his eyes were exposed.

Those two eyes seemed to be able to emit light. Wherever they swept across, there would be a burst of reflection.

Old Daoist Ma was anxious. It was obvious that this supreme deity was not an ordinary being.

Then, a voice rang out. "Hmph, how dare you spy on the Exalted Deity. You're just a mere mortal, but you've got guts. You deserve to die!"

The golden-armored deity glared at Ma Ping, and a beam of golden light shot towards him.

"Exalted Deity, please spare my life!" Old Master Ma pounced forward in an attempt to block the golden light.

However, as soon as he said that, before he could move, Ma Ping was hit by the golden light and turned into a cloud of green smoke...

The young Taoist priest, who was only in his twenties, disappeared behind the tree just like that, as if he had never appeared.

How could a human's reaction speed compare to the speed of light?

His son is dead?

Old Master Ma fell from mid-air, and his mind went blank.

He could not believe this fact. His own son, the future master of Mount Indigo Monastery, the person he had high hopes for, had died so worthlessly in the hands of the Upper Realm deities?

He faced the sky and looked at the white clouds. His mind could not think of anything, and he did not want to move at all.

"Who are you? How dare you try to stop me? How presumptuous and rude. You deserve to die as well! "The golden-armored deity looked at Old Master Ma, who was lying on the ground, and his eyes shone with golden light again.

"Wait, Golden Deity." The deity in white raised her hand to stop him. "This old Taoist priest has helped us a lot. Please spare his life."

"Hmph, these mortals from the Lower Realm do not know the rules and are presumptuous. How dare they disrespect the Gods and ignore the rules. I'm here to let them know what it means to be superior and what it means to be an Enlightened Deity!" The golden-armored deity said coldly.

Old Master Ma did not listen to a single word. Now, he understood why the lady in white said that.

He knew that the rules of the Upper Realm deities were completely different from the rules of modern Earth, but he did not expect that the first conflict brought about by this difference would directly take his son's life!

The thoughts of modern people were considered deviant in the eyes of the ancient people, but the ancient people were already dead, so they would not punish their descendants.

However, these Upper Realm deities were completely different. They could not tolerate anyone offending their dignity.

Just like the Indian Trinity, none of the Indians dared to be disrespectful to them, or else they would die.

It was just that people from other places did not have this awareness.

Deep in their hearts, they still maintained an independent modern personality. Apart from other things, they would not directly kneel down to some strange deities.

Old Master Ma stood up in a daze, and then flew toward the cliff.

The golden-armored deity seemed to be very angry, but he seemed to give the deity in white some face. He did not act up and let Old Master Ma leave.

Ma Futian came to the top of the cliff, and there was nothing there, as if his son had not been there at all …

He knelt on the ground, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Moon Goddess, these lowly mortals should learn the rules, or else they won't know how to serve the gods in the future." The golden-armored deity walked out of the summoning formation and said to the deity in white.

"Golden Deity, it's better to take it one step at a time. After all, they have their own unique civilization, which is very different from the Upper Realm. We still have to pay attention to this." The deity in white shook her head.

"Hmph, that's unnecessary. These mortals are afraid of authority, but not virtue. Only the authority of the gods can make them know their place and not cause trouble, "the golden-armored deity said disdainfully." The gods already know about what happened in this world, and they have no respect for the gods at all. If we let them go, they will definitely become a big problem. "

"That's true. Some mortals are still afraid of the gods, but more young people want to become gods themselves …" The lady in white sighed.

"Hmph, what wishful thinking! What background do they have? What opportunities did they have? And they want to cultivate to become gods? Don't they know that every god has to be extremely talented, have an extremely high background, and have extremely rare encounters to be able to achieve that? How dare a group of lowly people from the Lower Realm covet the position of a god? They really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. This time, I'm here to set rules for them. "The golden-armored deity's eyes shone brightly, and wherever he looked, there would be green smoke.

"Don't kill too much. After all, there are still some people who are in awe." The deity in white advised.

"Hmph, mortals are just like chives. They grow again after you cut them off. This batch has grown crooked, so if you cut them off, you can just wait for a new batch." The golden-armored deity said disdainfully.

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