Chapter 123 Mobile phone is better than sound transmission
(Foreword: This is not water, Shangguan Ritian. This person will be of great use later, so I will write about it.)
"Hey! Hey hey! Hey hey hey!" Master Xuanyang was shouting into his mobile phone.
Beep-beep-beep-, the call connection is interrupted.
Master Xuanyang clicked quickly with his thumb to call up the call history and dial back Taoist Qingfeng's number. He was obviously much more skilled than the other party.
"Hello, the number you dialed is not within the service area." A gentle young lady's voice came from the mobile phone.
"..."
Master Xuanyang looked helplessly at the disciples standing tall beside him and asked:
"Why has the signal at the top of the mountain been so poor in recent days?"
"Report to the leader!"
A disciple from the top five and three majors took a step forward and said: "Since last month, Shanmen has replaced the 5G base station, causing the mobile phone signal to be unstable!"
"How long will it take to recover?" Master Xuanyang asked again.
"It will take about seven days! If the master has something urgent, please change the message to a thousand miles, or let a disciple go and convey it on your behalf!" the burly disciple said respectfully.
"No need."
Xuanyang Zhenren waved his hand and said that there was almost all that needed to be said. He would take these seniors directly to the council hall on the top floor of the office.
"Reporting to the headmaster, this disciple doesn't understand why the headmaster and all the masters and uncles use such mundane things as mobile phones?"
"With the means of monks like us, there are countless more convenient methods that can be used instead."
Another handsome young man stepped forward and bowed. He was very disdainful of the products of modern society that have become popular in the sect in recent years.
He believes that a monk should live a monk's life, with wind, rain, thunder and lightning in his hands, and the stars and sky under his feet.
In life, with a wave of your sleeves, all the water, vapor, fire, fire, and breeze are summoned to help you wash and remove dust and dirt.
As for communication, the strong can send messages thousands of miles away, while the weak can send messages with flying swords.
Why use those troublesome items and have to charge them every day? It's simply nondescript.
Master Xuanyang stroked his beard and his eyes flashed like he was looking at a fool.
I thought how convenient it would be to communicate thousands of miles away with a mobile phone. You would say one sentence to another, and it would be really hard to talk. If the other party is not strong enough and they are far away, it would easily turn into a one-sided shouting match.
With a kind look on his face, he smiled and said: "How long have you... gone down the mountain?"
"Disciple has not gone down the mountain for eighty-five years." The handsome young man replied loudly.
Master Xuanyang shook his head and said:
"In your life, you can only achieve spiritual and mental growth by experiencing thousands of things. If you stay closed in the mountain gate all year round, your cultivation will only achieve half the result with twice the result."
"Let's go down the mountain for a tour today, and come back when I can buy a mobile phone by myself."
"Disciple, obey!"
The handsome young man bowed and bowed, and in a state of fervent admiration for the leader, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
But just after taking two steps, he ran back and asked:
"This disciple has not set foot in the world of mortals for a long time, so I would like to ask the master to give you some tips on how to earn enough money to buy a mobile phone when you first enter the mortal world."
Xuanyang Zhenren looked at the distant mountains with his hands behind his back and did not reply. It was obvious that he was allowed to just accept the situation and figure it out on his own.
Seeing this, the disciples nearby suggested in a low voice: "Brother Shangguan, let me tell you, the world is completely different now than before! When we monks get to the big city over there, it's easy to not even have food to eat."
"Why is this?" The handsome young man was puzzled.
"Brother, do you know how to use a computer? Do you have a degree? Do you own a house and a car? Do you have connections? Can you use job recruitment websites? Can you take a bus? Can you drive an excavator? Can you scan and pay?"
"???" The handsome young man stared and was confused as to what he was talking about.
He frowned and thought for a while, still puzzled: "Although it is prohibited to use Taoist and magical powers in the mortal world, compared to ordinary people, I have the power of nine cows and two tigers, so why worry about not having enough food?"
When several disciples heard this, they all covered their foreheads. Almost all of them had the experience of being treated as fools by mortals when they came down the mountain.
Immediately, everyone gathered around and gave advice.
"Hey, Brother Shangguan, you can't even pass the interview just because of your old-fashioned way of speaking. Besides, most interviews now require online reservations in advance. Can you go online?"
"Senior Brother Shangguan, please do not underestimate the world today. It has undergone earth-shaking changes from a hundred years ago."
"Senior brother, let me tell you a way. Do you know the popular takeout ordering in the world now?"
"Why do some takeaway guys deliver the order 5 minutes after taking the order! Those are actually our Taoist friends who have just entered the mortal world~"
"If you look for delivery riders on the road, if there are little yellow ducks on the handlebars and helmets, they may be from us. Asking them to introduce you to the delivery work is a shortcut."
The handsome young man listened carefully, nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, fellow juniors, for reminding me. I, Ouyang Ritian, will definitely live up to everyone's expectations and buy a mobile phone and come back as soon as possible!"
After that, Ouyang Ritian flicked his sleeves coolly, disappeared in a few glances, and went down the mountain.
At this time, he didn’t know that if you want to apply for a food delivery rider, you first need to have a mobile phone that can be used to take orders...
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The elevator ran upwards and soon reached the top floor of the Monks' Alliance office building.
Everyone followed Taoist Master Qingfeng to the door of a huge conference hall.
"With a bone age of forty-nine years, it is not easy to achieve such a state. Little baby, you are very good. You can be called the genius of my human race."
Taoist Master Qingfeng suddenly turned around and smiled at Leiyin, as if there was something in his words.
Leiyin didn't think much about it. She had heard this type of praise a lot in Readings.
Master Iluka often warned him that such words were used to paralyze her. Once a person is proud of his strength, he will stop moving forward.
Xu Fei touched his chin thoughtfully. According to the Taoist priest, forty-nine is a baby, so who am I? A fertilized egg?
Could it be that in the extraordinary world, people under the age of 100 are considered children?
"What you are facing today, in addition to the real master, there are also seniors from all over the world. You must be careful in your words and deeds to finally get the results you want."
"I'm a poor Taoist. That's all I have to say. I hope you can think about it."
After finishing speaking, Taoist Qingfeng slightly cupped his hands, turned around and left leisurely.
When passing by Xu Fei, he smiled and joked: "Young man sings very well. If you use it properly in the future, it may become a weapon to avoid good luck and avoid disaster."
He is a stoic person who is only interested in music and does not want to get involved in these messy things.
He reminded the other party that it was just to repay a favor. The song called Praise of Creation that Leiyin sang in the shopping mall earlier was recorded by the sect and handed over to him for research, and he got some musical inspiration from it.
Therefore, this is the way to do it.
Leiyin looked at the Taoist's retreating figure and bowed slightly to express her gratitude. She could understand what he meant.
Opening the door to the conference hall, the spacious room was illuminated extremely brightly by dozens of white overhead lights.
The floor is covered with brown-red carpets, and there is a semicircular podium directly in front of it, equipped with LCD screens, projections, whiteboards, speakers and other equipment.
On both sides of the room are rows of European-style sofas.
On the sofa, the old men who were scratching each other's beards and pulling off their clothes a second ago suddenly sat upright, and then disappeared.
When Leiyin and others came in, they saw a long-bearded Taoist in a blue shirt standing on the podium with his hands behind his back, smiling and nodding at them.