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Wei Yuan put down his phone. If the Nine-Section Staff that had just been revived could not cross a long distance to return to him at the beginning, then the Nine-Section Staff that had accepted the last wishes and will of the 100,000 Yellow Turbans and initially revived its spirituality could easily do this.

He felt strange. He seemed to hear the sound of glass breaking just now?

Or was it an illusion?

After thinking about it, Wei Yuan raised his hand to pull a stream of wind and opened the window.

Then he sat down comfortably on the sofa cushion, opened the letter, and saw a letter written in traditional Chinese characters. The two armor horse talismans attached to the letter proved the identity of the writer. It was the old man who had lent him the armor horse talisman. Wei Yuan read the letter silently and finally realized that it was the old Taoist priest, Tianchenzi, who was invited by the Heavenly Master to inspect the surrounding Taoist temples.

Originally, he went to Baiyun Temple to visit an old friend and stayed there for a few days, but he couldn't stand the smell of money there.

But he had said enough before, and he had to wait for his old friend to break through the barrier before leaving.

The old Taoist priest valued his face all his life, and it was too embarrassing to break his promise and leave.

So he told Wei Yuan in the letter that he would go to Baiyun Temple one month after receiving the letter, and use the excuse of something to do to quickly get him out of this money-making nest. He was very grateful and bowed to you.

After reading it, Wei Yuan couldn't help laughing at the old man's distress, but he also knew that the older generation valued these things more, so he took out the letter paper and wrote a reply, and then chose to send it by expedited express online. In the letter, he agreed to the old Taoist priest's request and kindly reminded the old man whether he should prepare modern communication tools such as mobile phones.

He calculated the time and guessed that the letter should have arrived several days ago.

But no one received it, and it was sent several times in a row.

However, when it comes to Baiyun Temple, Wei Yuan thought of the special operations team's search for the possible place where the mountain lion might live. After thinking about it, he first briefly told Zhang Ruosu about Yu Ji's matter on the mobile phone app, and then called Zhang Hao to ask if there was any more progress on the matter of the mountain lion.

"Mountain Jun?"

Zhang Hao on the phone was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Ah, I neglected it."

He apologized: "Because of this matter, I have been very busy these days, and I didn't have time to tell you, the owner of the museum. We have found the location of the mountain lion, and launched an offensive the day before yesterday, mobilizing sniper rifles made of special materials, and hundreds of monks with certain Taoist skills, and launched a general attack."

"Finally, the power circuit of an entire block was cut off, and the master used the Five Thunder Method to bombard it continuously."

"Finally, the mountain lion was successfully killed in the Taoist temple."

Wei Yuan was stunned: "... Killed?!"

He thought of the fact that the mountain lion had used the Jinyu Bird to fake his death and escape, and his heart was still Old couldn't believe that the extremely difficult ancient earth god was killed just like that, and couldn't help asking: "Are you sure it's really the mountain god?"

Zhang Hao replied: "Yes, we found its remains. You, the owner, once gave us a scroll of strange and chaotic pictures. This is a treasure that uses the true spirit as a trace. It was confirmed that the remains have a very strong true spirit of the mountain god, and the Taoist elders also found a statue in that Taoist temple."

"It contains the fundamental spirit of the earth god. The statue has been broken and the spirit inside has all dissipated."

"The true spirit and the body of the earth god are both here. It should be him without a doubt."

Wei Yuan had to admit what Zhang Hao said.

The flesh, the true spirit, and the body of the earth god that is higher than the true spirit.

If they are all there, it basically means that the mountain god has been shattered and turned into dust.

Thinking that such a cunning enemy would be killed in this way, Wei Yuan felt a little strange, as if the enemy had disappeared. Zhang Hao said: "Because this mountain king seems to have been sealed by the ancestor of Longhu Mountain, so according to the process, these relics should be sent to the mountain and compared with the classics. After everything is done, the archives will be sealed. If you want to see it, I can send it to you." Wei Yuan came back to his senses and said, "Then, thank you." "By the way, which Taoist temple did the mountain king hide in before?" Zhang Hao replied, "Chixia Temple." ...... It took a long time for him to finish the call with Zhang Hao. Wei Yuan pondered for a long time, but he didn't think about what was wrong. Because he was not there before the mountain king died, and the mountain king did not die in his hands. It was also normal that the strange and chaotic picture book, one of the assessments of crouching tigers, did not react. Shanjun had previously abandoned his body and was in a state of soul and spirit.

This state itself was extremely weak, especially when restrained by such a righteous magical power as the Thunder Method, it was normal for him to die under the Five Thunder Method.

He had no choice but to put Shanjun's matter aside for the time being, and took out a few one-yuan coins, threw them in his hand, and shook them on the table. The three coins spun around. At this time, he felt a little regretful. The Taiping Dao was not good at this kind of divination, otherwise it could have been used to calculate a hexagram.

Among the branches of medicine, divination, witchcraft and martial arts, Taiping Dao was particularly good at medicine.

Since he could not think of the problem of Shanjun's death, Wei Yuan had to decide to wait until Shanjun's relics were brought back from the Zhengyi Dao, and then go to see them in person, put away the letter in his hand, and mail it. He planned to go to Baiyun Temple after finishing the things at hand, and rescue the old Taoist priest who was trapped in face and couldn't get out.

......

Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion

Zhang Ruosu fell silent after seeing the message from Wei Yuan.

There was another old friend who had been away from the human world for a long time and was going to live on that street for a short time. He hoped that the Tianshi Mansion could settle him down.

He thought of the God of Huai River and the woman who dared to tease the Lord of Huaiwo Water.

The old Tianshi wanted to sigh to the sky and ask a question.

Is your old friend the kind he thought she was?

The old Taoist priest was old and couldn't stand the tossing.

But since Wei Yuan didn't say his name, there must be some hidden considerations. Maybe that senior didn't like to expose himself and didn't like to contact too many people, so he asked Wei Yuan to communicate the matter. It was also the responsibility of the Tianshi Mansion to settle those monks in Shenzhou who had lived longer and had been away from the human world for too long.

So he sighed and answered quickly.

Wei Yuan looked at the emoticon of the cat head making an OK gesture on his phone in surprise.

Is it so easy?

He originally thought that this fellow Daoist Zhang would ask which senior it was, and then he would answer Yu Ji. This would allow for some communication and buffer between the two parties, so that he would not make a request directly at the beginning, which would be so dry and without room for maneuver.

Unexpectedly, he was so straightforward...

According to Zhang Ruosu's style, Wei Yuan replied with an emoticon package of two cats, one black and one white, holding their paws.

He paused slightly, noticed the change in the aura, and stood up. There was a faint breath of yellow flame in the distance. Soon, a stream of light flew back directly from the open window. It was the nine-section staff. This object was suspended beside Wei Yuan, trembling slightly, and making a low sound. Wei Yuan looked gentle and reached out to press the nine-section staff.

At this moment, he felt the faint call again.

It is not only when casting a specific spell that one prays for the ancestor's decree and blessing. Daoists usually burn incense and pray to the ancestor before morning and evening classes and before practicing Qi refining. This will directly point to the ancestor's true spirit, and when casting spells through talismans, it can be completed faster.

And Wei Yuan has already taken back part of his true spirit from that life.

Although his own Taoism is insufficient, he can also faintly sense the disciples' prayers under the blessing of the nine-section staff.

He took the initiative to let go of his hand.

This state is far more harmful than beneficial to him at the moment.

His thoughts paused slightly, and he thought again that one day when he was against the Taiping Dao master, he could find a way to use the nine-section staff. When the other party cast a spell, he could interrupt it at the critical moment as the Taiping Dao's second heavenly master. If used properly, it can play a decisive role.

You pray for the ancestor's blessing.

The ancestor threw your talisman down and expressed his disgust.

Wei Yuan paused for a moment, he reached out and gently stroked the nine-section staff, sighing:

"Finally it's back in my hands, old friend."

"It's been almost two thousand years."

The nine-section staff trembled in a low voice, as if responding.

......

Zhang Ruosu called his nephew who was in charge of the affairs of Quan City.

He handed over the matter that Wei Yuan said to his nephew.

The old Taoist, who looked much older than Zhang Ruosu, was surprised. He had experienced the matter of placing seniors many times, but when he saw that the destination was the museum, his thoughts paused and he couldn't help but recall the previous experience.

He went there with several of his juniors to apologize for his disciples' presumptuous collision with the goddess.

But in the museum owner's subconscious dream, he saw him fighting with the Overlord.

The old Taoist felt somewhat responsible for this experience.

He remembered that when he was young, a guest in a red skirt came up the mountain with a box on his back. He got seriously ill because he secretly looked at the Overlord Spear that the guest brought. He was bitten by a snake one day. Decades later, the old Taoist was still a little afraid of the Overlord Spear. He didn't want to go, but he couldn't refuse his uncle's order. He could only sigh and comfort himself, just to record the monks who were staying temporarily.

He wanted to do a divination, but he couldn't help laughing at himself. The older he got, the more timid he became.

If he didn't go into the dream, he would naturally have nothing to do with the Overlord Spear.

The old Taoist left a note and took Shen Jifeng with him.

......

Wei Yuan carefully cleaned up a clean counter, then held it with both hands and gently placed the nine-section staff in his hand on it.

As usual, he found a piece of paper and pen, wrote casually with a carbon pen for a while, then gently put it down and pressed it on the bottom of the nine-section staff. He was busy placing the flowers brought by Jue in a more appropriate place. There were a few lines of words on the paper. Shang Wang Bronze Jue tried his best to see it clearly, and then lost his mind——

Museum collection.

Taiping nine-section staff.

My teacher made it when he was young.

For the staff, for the way.

Disciple Yuan, follow it carefully.

Number——003.