One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques. However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed...
Song Shuhang talked as they moved forward.
The ❮Diary of the Ascetic Senior Monk❯ was written from the perspective of an onlooker rather than the protagonist. It was a story about the hardships in the process of becoming a senior monk.
Song Shuhang said, "A long, long time ago, there was a senior monk. He had a bald head, wore thin linen cloth, and walked barefoot. His body was thin, but his eyes were bright and full of energy and spirit."
Soft Feather asked, "That looks like a very ordinary monk. Is this story interesting?"
Su Clan's Sixteen covered her mouth and chuckled. "Shuhang, you're also still a baldy."
Song Shuhang subconsciously touched his bald head. "No need to fear. I have the 'hair growing technique'... In the future, when the 'blue hair' problem is solved, I won't have any problem with growing my hair as much as I want. As long as I am willing, I could even grow it until it reaches my waist."