There is no doubt that what Song Ziyu needs most during this period is talents!

There is a huge shortage of talents in all walks of life and various fields.

Logistics deployment, frontline command, cutting-edge combat capabilities, diplomatic backbone, etc...

All in all, the current situation is that anyone who can stand up and carry the leadership, Song Ziyu can find a place for him to use.

Under such circumstances, when Song Ziyu heard that strange people were coming to pay him a visit, his feeling was no different from that of Cao Mengde who had to go barefoot to welcome Xu You.

So Song Ziyu immediately asked strangers and strangers from the future to come in!

Then Song Ziyu saw an old Taoist priest wearing a purple and gold Taoist robe. ??

hiss……

Song Ziyu took a breath of cold air.

There is no other reason than that the robes worn by this Taoist priest are very knowledgeable.

This robe is double-breasted, calf-length and has no sleeves. The sun, moon, stars and exquisite pagoda are embroidered with gold and silver threads, and are supplemented by auspicious signs such as dragons, phoenixes and cranes. It is a scene that will last forever.

When Song Ziyu saw this item, he was not only impressed by its exquisite texture, but what also surprised Song Ziyu was that... this robe... was clearly something handed down from the civilized era.

For a moment, Song Ziyu was in a daze.

"Little friend, you are distracted."

The old Taoist priest smiled.

Song Ziyu came back to his senses and said word by word: "Master, your clothes are quite old."

Venerable Xuetun was stunned when he heard this, and then he raised his finger and said, "Young friend, you have good eyesight, and you actually know the goods, but I don't know what you can see?"

Song Ziyu cleared his throat when he heard this, and then said: "Taoist methods have their own unique levels."

"How to tighten the law?"

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes.

Song Ziyu said: "According to the identity of a Taoist priest, Taoist robes are divided into seven colors: white, black, green, green, red, purple and yellow."

"You still know this?"

The old Taoist priest smiled.

Song Ziyu

He muttered: "The Underworld wears white robes, and the Doubu wears black robes. These are the prototypes of black and white and impermanence."

"go on."

Xuetun was in a daze for a moment.

Song Ziyu continued:

"Inferior mages wear green robes and conduct private affairs."

"A middle-ranking mage wears a green robe, and he usually performs birthday wishes and fights."

"The superior mage wears a red robe, which represents the ability to pray for blessings."

Having said this, Song Ziyu paused and said: "The yellow robe is owned by the Heavenly Master and Holy Lord among the robes, and the orthodoxy of the Yuxia Kingdom only has six ancestral halls and seven sects. In other words, in the same historical period, the entire world is so big.

There are only a few Taoist priests who can wear yellow robes."

After hearing these words, Xuetun's eyes widened, and he could hardly suppress the blood-red color hidden in his eyes.

because……

The old Taoist heard the word "Yu Xia".

Song Ziyu seemed not to notice this strange appearance, but pointed at the old Taoist priest and said: "The most noble thing under the yellow robe is the purple robe worn by the master."

"How to respect the Dharma? Please ask for advice."

Xuetun asked slowly.

Song Ziyu said: "Your purple gold robe is also called the Immortal Cave Clothes. Only senior masters who teach scriptures and teachings can be qualified to wear this kind of robe. This shows that the master's status is not ordinary."

Xue Tun calmed down and said slowly: "It's unimaginable that you actually have such a connection with my Taoist sect."

Song Ziyu thought nonsense, these are the provisions of the regulations on religious affairs. Anyone who studies history will know them by heart. When he was studying the history of Yu and Xia at Nanyang University, he had to deal with these in the first semester.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu felt more and more strange about the old Taoist priest in front of him.

It’s true that he is wearing orthodox Taoist clothing, but that’s the problem

The clothes are so damn real.

What age is this? It’s a wasteland and it’s the end of the world. Why are there still Taoist priests?

Even if there are Taoist priests, they should be wild Taoist priests.

Why would someone wear this authentic brand of Celestial Master uniform?

Could it be that the inheritance of Taoism has been continued?

Then who continued it for them?

It's not scientific.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu suddenly smelled a faint smell of corpse.

The smell of corpses was well concealed, but it still couldn't escape Song Ziyu's keen sense of smell.

Something's wrong...

Song Ziyu looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, and immediately had a terrible guess in his heart...

Without moving his expression, Song Ziyu called Song Baibai in his mind.

A figure appeared behind him, and Song Ziyu just calmed down.

After calming down, Song Ziyu looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him again: "I'm afraid you are not just here to seek help? Please explain your purpose of coming."

"My little friend, what you said is wrong. How do you know that I am not here specifically to serve you?" The old Taoist priest regained his kind-hearted look.

But Song Ziyu sneered: "I am recruiting talents, but I am not crazy enough to dare to recruit zombies!"

As soon as this statement came out!

Everyone who was still accompanying him broke into a cold sweat.

Those who responded quickly, such as Chen Tianxing, Tang Jian and others, immediately made preparations for battle. Several people and guns immediately surrounded the old Taoist priest.

Seeing this scene, Venerable Xuetun laughed: "Interesting, how did you discover my true identity?"

"Corpse stench!" Song Ziyu said calmly: "Although you are very cautious and use incense to cover up the corpse stench on your body, it still cannot be completely eliminated. Qi Qiqi, I am very sensitive to this smell."

When talking, Song Ziyu pretended to be relaxed,

But in fact this is not the case.

For a zombie to act like this and talk to itself slowly and calmly, it means that its level of evolution is already very high. Facing a zombie of this level, it would be a lie to say you don't panic.

But Song Ziyu knew that he couldn't show panic!

Because you are the backbone of everyone, you must remain calm enough. Only in this way can others feel at ease.

Looking into each other's eyes, Song Ziyu buried all his fears deep in his heart and showed off his strongest appearance.

as expected!

The old zombie stared at himself and asked, "Aren't you scared?"

Song Ziyu said: "There is no point in being afraid."

Xuetun continued: "With the distance between you and me, I can make your head fall to the ground in another second."

"That's not a small tone." Song Ziyu said calmly: "You dare to come here and act wild on your own. You really don't have a long life."

Xue Tun said: "I am very curious about who can kill and injure my disciples, so I came here to have a look."

"Now that you've finished reading, it's time to go, right?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"No, no, no, I'm just curious. With your abilities, you're not strong enough to cause trouble for my apprentice."

Xuetun said.

"Is there a possibility that you are mistaken?"

Song Ziyu said with a smile.

"Oh? Really? Maybe..."

Xuetun put away his smile and said, "Then I have to test your strength myself."

Finished!

The old Taoist priest rolled up his sleeves, revealing his dark and strong arms.
Chapter completed!