One day.(br)Su Luo, a college student, asked a question in Zhihu:(br)I have learned classical Taoism for three years, and I regretted it. Is it still too late to learn modern martial arts or spiritual mechanics?(br)But his The question, however, attracted a group of answerers who were called monks, sharing their strange professional knowledge:(br)[This person already has a way to kill]: There are only trash people, no trash profession!(br) [Jianxian]: The warrior is the force responsible for my Great Xia World, who can move mountains, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress demons, order gods, pick stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the sky!(br)【Fan Da General】: Hurry up!!! Classical Taoism is gone! You said how many association chairmen have been changed every term, can’t they change? Change the soup but not the medicine! There is a reason for the fierce beasts By the way, what kind of soldiers did I bring? What kind of soldiers did I bring? What kind of people are you? Are you worthy of hunting me? What is the current level of Daxia Taoism? Just a few seedlings, you Zhao Peng Anyone who dares to hunt ferocious beasts? Can he enter Liangjie Mountain? If he can’t, do you know if he doesn’t have this ability...(br)Su Luo laughed out loud, and double-clicked to praise the rich imagination of these sand sculpture netizens.(br )But,(br)the moment he opened the window,(br)the bright smile on his face froze...