The unknown white flower was carefully adjusted in angle and carefully placed in a corner of the table.
Pushed slightly to let the sunlight fall on the flower.
Wei Yuan was satisfied.
After cleaning up the room a little, and then sitting on the sofa, Wei Yuan took out a pen and paper and slowly sorted out his current thoughts through words. The jade dragon pendant with the museum number 002 was placed on his desk. The jade was clear and ancient. It was a dragon shape popular in the Warring States Period and was once worn by Qin Shihuang.
Wei Yuan reached out to touch this ancient jade and closed his eyes to meditate.
But no matter before or now, he could not feel his own true spirit.
He had to sigh and give up trying.
It was not known whether this jade dragon accompanied the second generation of Huaishui water god, Yinglong Gengchen, and was washed away by the breath of this god, or when it fell into the hands of Buddhist monks, it was transformed by the latter with Buddhist teachings. Wei Yuan's thoughts stagnated slightly, and he suddenly felt something strange and pondered.
Kunlun God will uphold the ancient principle of not interfering with the mortal world, and will not take the initiative to transform the true spirit on the jade dragon.
But Buddhism...
Buddhism likes to convert all kinds of legends of gods and ghosts into guardian gods in its own system. Various monks also say that there are Vajra guardians. So the true spirit remaining on the jade dragon pendant is indeed likely to be converted and brainwashed by Buddhist monks and refined into a split spirit.
Wei Yuan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, frowning, and felt instinctively displeased with this speculation.
This is just a speculation.
It is based on the process that when one comes into contact with the magic tool worn for a long time in the past, he will absorb the residual true spirit and restore memory.
In that life, he took risks to avenge the First Emperor, and after the revenge, he broke the Overlord Spear and threw the Jade Dragon Pendant into the Huai River like a ritual. These things show that the self in that life had great respect for Qin Shihuang. The Jade Dragon that once wore as an ornament for the First Emperor would definitely not leave his body, and would definitely leave a strong enough breath of true spirit in the Jade Dragon Pendant.
But when he touched the Jade Dragon Pendant, he only saw the memory of the Jade Spirit itself.
This can be a simple inference-
The remnant of the true spirit belonging to Wei Yuan on the Jade Dragon Pendant was in trouble.
And if it is linked to the fact that the Jade Dragon Pendant was taken by Sengjia, resulting in the legend of Wuzhiqi and Gengchen being replaced by the legend of "Sengjia subduing the Jellyfish Goddess", the matter will be clearer and clearer. The disappearance of the remnant of the true spirit in that life is definitely related to Buddhism.
It also means that the remnant of Wei Yuan's true spirit was directly used by Buddhism after his death in a certain life.
Or transformed into a Vajra guardian, or transformed into a Jialan entourage, becoming one of Sengjia's legends.
Wei Yuan stopped tapping the table with his fingers, and a trace of anger emerged in his heart, as if his things were stolen, but thinking carefully, it seemed that he was the one who was stolen. What on earth was this...
Wei Yuan suppressed his anger, but couldn't help but laugh at himself.
It's really a death that can't rest in peace.
Successfully unlocked the "brothers in distress" achievement with Wuzhiqi.
Wei Yuan put away the jade dragon pendant, and did not act rashly to regard his speculation as the truth, but only listed this as one of the possibilities. Whether it is really the case or just a wrong speculation, we have to wait for further evidence.
Wei Yuan pondered, thinking that although the jade dragon pendant did not have his own true spirit, from the remaining images in the Overlord Spear, he should have participated in Qin Shihuang's mountain destruction and temple destruction in his previous life, and the last folding of the spear and throwing of the jade was also in the place of worship of the Huai River. If he took the jade dragon pendant there, he should be able to get some information.
At the very least, he could confirm whether the overflow of his true spirit in that life was related to Buddhism.
But it is very close to where Xiangjun is.
If the speculation is correct, I was one of the three thousand people who participated in the felling of the mountain and the destruction of the temple in my previous life.
If I go there rashly, there is a possibility that the two Xiangshui goddesses will retaliate against me.
Although this possibility is not very high, I have to be on guard. Wei Yuan pondered for a while and thought that the Huai River and the Xiang River are actually quite close. In ancient times, the Xiangjiang River itself was controlled by the Huaiwo Water Lord. Perhaps I can find a way to ask Wuzhiqi for another force. It is not necessary to reach the level of the last time the Water Lord toured the east. It is enough to protect myself.
At that time, even if there are any problems, it is enough to protect myself and avoid most dangers.
As for how to persuade Wuzhiqi, Wei Yuan has already grasped it.
Wuzhiqi is a god from the ancient times. For this kind of ancient thinking god, it is a completely reasonable idea to offer sacrifices in exchange for blessings and a certain degree of power blessing. It is a recognized rule.
It's just that the process and subject of the sacrifice need to change with the times.
There is no need for dancing, no need for witches to pray, and no need for long-term altars and talismans.
There is no need for three or five animals, burning incense and praying, and no need for blood, flesh and wine.
What should be offered to Him is a computer with the highest configuration of modern technology, a game console, a collection of all games of Steam icons, a collection of civilization series, with a new flavor of happy water, and an underwater WeChat generator, to enjoy the pleasure of never-ending power outages.
Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
This is the legendary Wuzhiqi Happy Altar.
In fact, he didn't need to mention it. With Wuzhiqi's previous state, he should have discovered that some things could not be done on the phone, and then he would take the initiative to find him. At that time, he would naturally be able to put forward his own requirements and take a certain degree of initiative.
After thinking, Wei Yuan tore off the things written on the notebook to organize his thoughts.
With a pinch of his palm, the talisman fire rose and burned the palm.
He cannot use the advanced magic of Taiping Dao with his current level, but he can use the low-level magic at will. This is one of the reasons why he wants to get the memory of the past true spirit. According to Nu Jiao, every time he reincarnates into the human world, it is an era when Shenzhou has changed.
Now the spiritual energy is revived and the demons are spreading, which also proves Nu Jiao's statement.
He needs strength.
In order to prevent the regrets of the past from reappearing.
In addition to daily hard work, getting the true spirit is also a way to improve strength.
He can get the memory of the past, get knowledge and some unknown secrets, and even the reason why the spiritual energy is cut off. Every time there is a turbulent time, he must reincarnate into the human world. Wei Yuan does not think that the severance of spiritual energy will not cause changes in Shenzhou's fortune.
In other words, he must have been there in the era when the spiritual energy was cut off.
Perhaps, we should take the initiative to collect or contact some ancient objects.
For example, the late Qin Dynasty and the early Han Dynasty, such as the turbulent times of the Three Kingdoms.
Wei Yuan pondered, and a car stopped outside the museum. Then, the old Taoist priest who had come to the museum last time and bestowed the Five Thunder Scroll, and Shen Jifeng, who wore large-framed glasses and had delicate features but was a little unkempt, came down together and knocked on the door of the museum.
......
The old Taoist priest looked at the museum with a lingering fear.
But as a junior, he had to maintain the demeanor of an elder and stepped inside.
Shen Jifeng greeted him familiarly: "Master Wei, I'm bothering you again."
Wei Yuan had taken the phone from her twice before, so they were familiar with each other.
The old Taoist smiled and nodded, saying, "I haven't seen you for a while, Fellow Daoist Wei."
He saw the museum owner opposite wearing simple modern clothes, but with a yellow scarf tied around his right arm. He looked nothing like he had seen before. The evil spirit in the dream, on the contrary, increased the generosity and gentleness of the Taoist. For a moment, the old man almost doubted whether the Overlord Spear in his dream last time was just a coincidence or an illusion.
Besides, he had checked the information before, and it seemed that there was no such thing as Quanzhou during the Qin and Han Dynasties.
He always felt that the person in front of him had seen the Overlord Spear like himself.
So he was thoughtful and had a dream at night.
Wei Yuan poured two cups of tea for the two.
The old Taoist took a sip of the teacup and got to the point. He said, "Master Wei, there is a senior monk who lives in seclusion here. Does he need to stay here temporarily? I wonder if it would be convenient for us to tell us the name and identity of the person who is practicing in seclusion?"
Wei Yuan thought of what Yu Ji sighed about and replied:
"We still have to ask the Taoist friend himself about this matter."
"It's just that she once lamented that time has passed for a long time, and the old friends are no longer there. Many old friends have also changed their appearance, which only adds to her sadness. So she asked me to help with this kind of thing."
The old Taoist was silent. He has been practicing here for nearly a hundred years.
His own experience, plus he has helped some Taoists who have been practicing in the mountains for a long time to return to society.
I have seen their loneliness after decades of being born, and found that the people they knew had already died.
I am more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask the visitor.
This kind of small but long-lasting feeling is more likely to appear in cultivators.
He was slightly absent-minded, and also sighed: "... Indeed."
The old man followed the process of settling reclusive monks in the past, and asked Wei Yuan whether the monk who was going to live here would cause danger to the ordinary world, and then asked Wei Yuan to fill out several guarantee forms. With the increasing development of modern technology and the continuous integration of monks into the human world, this is also a necessary work.
Wei Yuan had no choice but to sign all of them.
The old man's face was gentle, and he said: "Next, just meet that fellow again."
He paused and smiled:
"But I think she should still be able to integrate into this era."
Wei Yuan nodded, thought about it, and said: "Speaking of which, I also have an unwelcome request. Although I have a lot of things here, most of them are fakes, and there are no creations from the late Qin and early Han dynasties. I wonder if the old Taoist priest knows where there are authentic antiques from the late Qin and early Han dynasties?"
It is not uncommon to like antiques.
The old man pondered for a moment, but couldn't think of anything for a moment, so he said, "Let me go back and check."
"I'll ask Jifeng to pass the specific list to you later."
Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you."
He poured another cup of tea for the old man, and Shen Jifeng beside him asked curiously:
"Master Wei, why are you suddenly interested in things from the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty?"
Wei Yuan replied, "I just suddenly became interested and want to learn more."
Shen Jifeng suddenly realized and said, "Do you want to add some collections?"
Before asking again, he heard footsteps. Shen Jifeng turned around and saw two people coming back from outside the door. His eyes lit up slightly, and he recognized that one of them was the senior who he had helped to settle before, a girl with an elegant and gentle temperament.
Next to the girl was another woman in red, with both heroic and gentle temperaments.
The woman carried a box on her back.
Wei Yuan smiled and said, "The Taoist friend who needs help to settle down is back."
He stood up and opened the door. The bell on the door rang softly. The old Taoist turned his head and looked. He immediately saw the woman walking under the afternoon sun. She looked like a blooming poppy in her red skirt. Her facial features were heroic. Her black hair was like a waterfall. She was tied up with a hairpin, but it added softness. She walked in from the dim sunset, as if she had crossed over her memory.
For a moment, the old man's thoughts stagnated. His palm trembled slightly. The teacup fell to the ground unconsciously. The sound of a click sounded very much like the vague jade chime in his memory.
In a trance, he returned to the time when he was five years old.
Sweeping the steps, the sunset was like blood, and a woman in red clothes dyed with sunset walked up the mountain.
"Little Taoist, is your master here?"
......
Swish!
The old Taoist stood up suddenly, looking at the woman who had not changed at all compared to his memory in disbelief.
His behavior, which was different from his usual calm and shocked behavior, attracted Shen Jifeng's surprise. He actually saw that his great-grandmaster was actually feeling awkward. The white-haired Taoist took the initiative to speak: "... Senior, is it you...?"
Yu Ji was stunned for a moment, staring at the white-haired Taoist who had been given the Five Thunder Method, and recalled for a while, her expression softened, and said:
"So it was you."
"So much time has passed in a flash. I remember that you were only five or six years old at that time..."
The red dress was still there, and she stretched out her hand to gesture Next, Yu Ji said:
"You secretly looked at the tip of the gun at that time, and you were stimulated by the evil spirit, so you remembered it for a long time."
"I didn't expect that the little naughty boy back then would become a high-ranking Taoist."
The old Taoist sighed in his heart, saying: "It turns out that you are going to live here today. I thought it was a Taoist friend who was practicing in seclusion..." His thoughts stagnated, and he suddenly realized that he would subconsciously regard the people who needed to go through the procedures as ordinary cultivators, as those ordinary people who had been away from the world for decades, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the museum owner next to him.
Seeing that he looked gentle and was taking the shopping bag from the girl next to him.
The pupils shrank slightly...
It was because of the tone of the other party just now that the woman in red was placed on an equal footing.
So I had an illusion. ,
Equality...
He subconsciously thought of the dream again. Suddenly, there was an excited whistling sound. The box that left a great shadow in the old Taoist's memory suddenly rose up. The Overlord Spear could not break free from the seal, but at this moment, it recovered a little spirituality and rushed towards Wei Yuan with the wooden box, just like the Overlord in the dream waving the spear, but was suppressed by the modern young man with short hair and held in his hand.
The Overlord Spear was unwilling to low-pitched, and the strong hostility in it could be felt even through the box.
The old Taoist opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.
When saying goodbye and leaving, Wei Yuan sent the two Taoists out, and finally said:
"... I'll trouble you two for what you said."
The old Taoist looked at him deeply.
Things from the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty...
So that's it.
Then he nodded and agreed, saying:
"... Poor Taoist, I know."