Jiu Wu was about to go to Zifu Palace and wanted to send his cell phone back.

As a result, the way was blocked by the Holy Son halfway.

"Uncle Master." The Holy Son saluted.

"Are you waiting for me?" Jiu Wu Zukong asked.

"Indeed, Uncle Master, from what you just said, Qianli Yuan Yuan said that Qianli Yuan Yuan has lagged behind the times?"

The Holy Son looked polite and courteous, but in fact he was filled with doubts.

Is Qianli Transsion lagging behind the times?

Hasn’t everyone been doing this for tens of thousands of years? This is clearly a tradition in the world of immortality!

Apart from the fact that the distance is too far and requires the use of sound transmission jade talismans, what can be more convenient than the method of sound transmission for thousands of miles?

"You really don't know yet?"

"So, you don't have your mobile phone anymore?" Jiu Wu touched his chin and smiled: "That's fine, I'll tell you."

"This is a mobile phone~!"

He took out his mobile phone and used the 'remember password' function to directly log in to his account: "See? With this phone, I can contact anyone. Of course, the premise is that the other party also has a mobile phone."

"As long as you have a mobile phone, do you still need a thousand-mile voice transmission or a voice transmission jade talisman? Neither is needed!"

"Those contact information are so backward, it's just like... drinking blood like hair."

Jiu Wu shook his head, very proud.

"Let me ask you, if I can contact you easily, why would I need to use the method of transmitting sounds from thousands of miles away?"

"Just like two ordinary people, separated by a certain distance, our previous sound transmission method was like ordinary people shouting at the throat."

"But after you have a mobile phone, you can contact the other party just by speaking lightly~"

"Is there such a thing?" The Holy Son was also a little shocked.

He didn't know the specific functions of the 'mobile phone', but the fact that he could contact others easily was quite useful.

"You...are right too."

Jiu Wu put away his cell phone like a baby, and then glanced at Sheng Zi: "This is something Qi Zixiao made. It's normal for you not to have it."

"I have a few more here, but I can't give them to you casually. What do you want?"

"If you want to get it yourself, ask Qi Zixiao!"

Son:"……"

"Uncle Master, this disciple doesn't want it."

The Holy Son said he didn’t want any mobile phone.

"what ever."

Do you believe me?

Jiu Wu chuckled, stopped talking to the Holy Son, and flew away quietly.

…

Returning to his cave, the Holy Son was depressed.

"Qi Zixiao...what weird thing did you get again?!"

"Someone is coming!"

After giving the order, the waiting disciples immediately stepped forward: "Your Highness?"

"Now, within the sect, there is something called a mobile phone... Go and inquire about it and get one. I, the Holy Son, would like to see what it is."

"Remember, it is the requirement of this Holy Son not to be exposed."

"cell phone?"

The guardian disciples were a little confused, but they still followed the order and left.

Seeing them leaving, the Holy Son rubbed his brows by himself, feeling depressed.

"Why does everything feel like chaos?"

"There have been so many changes in the past month or so..."

…

Inside the Zifu Palace!

Mo Daolin was lying on his 'throne', looking at the person coming.

"Junior brother, say."

Below, an old Taoist wearing a luxurious purple robe had a sad face and suddenly clasped his fists: "Senior brother!"

"Junior brother is here to complain!"

"Your precious disciple, Saint Qi Zixiao, obtained a chess game method from the General Outline of Taoism in the World, and then revealed it!"

"But this chess game called Mahjong is very evil. The disciples who learn it are all greedy for fun and waste their practice. It is simply the source of evil and the first of all evils!"

"Not only that, those disciples in the alchemy room are even more lost in playing with things and have even forgotten their responsibilities!"

"I, the disciples of Zizhu Peak, went to collect the elixir, but they didn't tell me that I didn't receive it. They were disgusted by them because they were too noisy, so they all kicked me out."

"When Li Fu went to ask for an explanation, he was beaten up and thrown out by the fifth senior brother. He... was also addicted to mahjong and couldn't extricate himself!"

The old man in purple robe is the master of Zizhu Peak, Zizhu Zhenren.

At this moment, he felt miserable!

Zizhufeng was ranked high after all, but he was bullied like this. After he got the news, he became very angry immediately and ran to ask for an explanation.

result……

Well, when I looked at it from a distance, it turned out to be Jiu Wu?!

Master Zizhu was dumbfounded and didn't dare to make a fuss in front of Jiu Wu. He was originally planning to settle the matter, but when he returned to Zizhu Peak, he said, "I'm going?!"

The disciples of Zizhufeng actually learned mahjong and played with great enthusiasm!

This makes Master Zizhu extremely uncomfortable. How can he endure it?

But he didn't dare to make trouble with Jiu Wu, because when Jiu Wu got angry, he really dared to beat him up too!

After thinking about it, he could only run over and complain to Mo Daolin.

"Is this happening?"

Mo Daolin blinked: "This..."

"It's true, senior brother. I'm here to ask you to order a complete ban on Mahjong, the source of evil and the root of all evil!"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

At this moment, an angry curse came out, and the wine rushed over: "Nonsense, destroying someone's innocence, it's just fart!"

"Jiu Wu, you!"

Zizhu glared angrily: "It's simply unreasonable, full of filthy words..."

"Why are you talking dirty? You are the only one talking dirty, your whole family is talking dirty!"

Jiu Wu was extremely powerful: "How could Mahjong become the source of evil and the evil that is the leader of all evils? Do you know that Mahjong contains the truth of life and can help my Zifu disciples realize the great way?!"

"How long has Fatty Dan been at the peak of the Golden Dan? After getting into mahjong, he is now almost at the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"

"Where's the Snow Girl? How long did it take to break through to distraction? It's already in the middle stage of distraction!"

"Why? It's all because they played mahjong!"

"Senior brother, this mahjong is really a good thing. It can help us cultivators adjust our body and mind, cultivate our moral character, and help our disciples realize the great way!"

"If you ask me, it should be widely promoted. Not only the disciples, but also the elders and even the supreme elders should study it carefully."

"In the future, it would be best to practice on the 1st, 3rd and 5th and play mahjong on the 24th and 6th..."

"Jiuwu, how can you be so unreasonable!"

Master Zizhu was angry.

"You still want to promote such evil things? Don't think I don't know. You are obviously addicted to mahjong and can't help yourself!"

"Suggestions like yours are clearly trying to shake the foundation of my Holy Land!"

"Holy Lord!"

He no longer called him Senior Brother, but instead called Mo Daolin Holy Master, and said with all his heart, "Holy Master, please take a closer look!"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

After drinking for a long time, he immediately scolded his mother.

A total ban on mahjong?
To be continued...