Lin Li and her old master walked out of the quiet room. She still had some lingering doubts and confusion in her heart, not understanding why the Wei Guan master agreed, not understanding why the latter's attitude was different from what Zhou Yi said, but she didn't dwell too much on this matter.

Everyone has secrets, there's no need to dig too deep.

The old master's previous statement that the strongest person in the Taiping Dao was the great wise teacher Zhang Jiao had startled her.

But after coming back to her senses and thinking carefully, she knew that it was impossible.

How could a modern person have met that legendary ancient true cultivator? They were not separated by mountains or a distance of one or two hundred miles.

They were separated by two thousand years of time.

It was probably related to some senior hermit who practiced the Taiping Dao.

Lin Li thought aimlessly and was then sent away by her old master.

The old man shook his head and smiled, "We're leaving tomorrow. Why don't you go and have a good time with your friends in the capital? What's the point of staying with this old man? It will probably take at least half a year to come back down from the mountain this time, so don't complain when the time comes."

"Alright."

Lin Li stuck out her tongue, bowed, and left briskly.

She was ready to tell her friend Zhou Yi about the matter that the museum master had agreed to, as a way of showing off.

The old man watched his granddaughter walk away with a smile, then slowly retracted his gaze.

He returned to his secret room.

Then he suddenly took a deep breath and let go of his hand as if he had been shocked.

As soon as he let go, the Nine-Segment Staff fell, but instead of lying flat as before, it hovered in the air and trembled continuously.

The old man slowly lowered his head and saw that his palm was already burnt red and slightly trembling from the intense pain, leaving traces of runes due to the high temperature. He exhaled slowly as he touched the mark on his palm, looking at the Nine-Segment Staff with a hidden look of shock and horror—

Although it was still very weak, the spiritual nature of the Nine-Segment Staff, which had disappeared due to its fracture, had been awakened.

At that moment, he understood what this represented, and his breath stagnated imperceptibly.

Just like the value of the male and female dragon and tiger swords to the Zhengyi Dao, the Zhengyi Dao and the Quanzhen Sect were now flourishing in the world. Among them, the Zhengyi Dao was also listed among the Three Caves and Four Supports, and the revival of the Taiping Nine-Segment Staff represented the revival of the Taiping branch as one of the fundamental Daoist sects in Shen Zhou.

It had been separated for a thousand years since the Song Dynasty.

The old man dared not believe it and muttered to himself:

"The Taiping Dao... the Dao Master...?"

……………………

Wei Yuan had not eaten anything for three days and three nights.

After drinking a cup of tea, he finally woke up, and the feeling of hunger also came over him.

After coming out, he ate enough food for five people, including fragrant oil-splashed noodles, twice-cooked pork, and a large plate of chicken noodles born by the side of a long-distance road. He ate it all with relish, and finally stuffed a boiled egg into his mouth, feeling satisfied and feeling like he had come back to life.

But he noticed that a child next to him had left half a plate of food.

He always felt a little itchy, wanting to push the kid's head down and eat the rest of the food, but he restrained the impulse with all his willpower.

He ate too cleanly, so much so that the waiter was a little surprised when he cleaned up, saying, "Sir, you have a good appetite."

Wei Yuan looked at the plate, fell silent for a moment, and replied with a smile, "We must cherish our food."

"Life is not easy now..."

The waiter responded twice, but obviously did not pay much attention to this statement. Born in the most peaceful country in the world, many people did not have enough awareness of how precious and rare it was to be able to eat well and live a normal life.

When Wei Yuan paid the bill, he took out his phone and was startled when he turned it on.

A series of missed calls.

And looking at the caller ID with a monkey's profile picture, it was not a question of who the call was from. Wei Yuan's temples twitched, and he counted that after his phone was turned off, Wu Zhiqi had called about forty times in the past eight days.

In other words, he had stood up this guy for about a week.

Wei Yuan felt a chill down his spine, hurriedly paid the bill, and as soon as he returned to his place, his phone vibrated. He glanced at it and saw the caller ID with the monkey's selfie, his face froze in contemplation.

Then, after ten seconds of ringing, he sighed, closed the door with a wooden face, and pressed the answer button.

After a long time, a curious voice came from the other end, "Hello?"

Wei Yuan: "…………"

He said, "This is Yuan."

After a silence of more than ten seconds, the atmosphere was as oppressive as the sea before a storm, and then Wu Zhiqi's angry roar came from the phone:

"You little brat!!!!"

"You dare to answer?!!"

At the bottom of the Huai River, Wu Zhiqi stood up in anger.

After knowing about this thing called making a phone call, he wanted to try it out for the first time, but the only person he could try it with was the guy from ancient times who had smashed his own house with a clay pot.

After struggling between curiosity and unwillingness to try for a day, Wu Zhiqi felt that he had a lot of patience and decided to give that kid a call.

And then he was stood up for seven days.

An unnamed anger flared up at this moment.

Wei Yuan thought that his secret had been exposed, but when he heard the hidden message of anger and rage from Wu Zhiqi, he felt a little relieved. When Ta was not so angry, he comforted him for a while and finally said, "Shuijun, I have encountered some things during this time, so I couldn't get back to you, it was not intentional."

"Wait for about five more days, I should be back in Quan City, and then I will go from the Shuimai to the Huai River, bringing some good wine and meat to make it up to you, how about that?"

Wu Zhiqi's anger subsided a little at this point and said, "In that case, let's let this matter pass for now..."

Wei Yuan looked calm and composed, with a gentle smile on his face.

Calm and unhurried.

People will grow up.After experiencing the Battle of the Yellow Turbans, finding the true spirit of the past, witnessing, fighting, and losing, all of these will make people grow. He is no longer the Wei Yuan of eight days ago, but a stronger self in the true sense, and will not be affected by simple things, losing his mind...

In Wei Yuan's ear, Wu Zhiqi's voice sounded faintly, saying:

"Then, the second thing."

"Head of the family, the former head of the family."

"Usually refers to parents or other guardians or children's elders. Are you familiar with this phrase?"

Wei Yuan: "…………"

A young museum curator in simple black clothes, carrying a sword box, expressionless.

After a few moments of silence, he took out his phone and moved it away from himself, saying loudly:

"Ah? What?"

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly here."

"Hey hey hey, the signal is not good, oh, you are now at the bottom of the Huai River, the water is too deep, the signal is not good... I can't hear anything, I'll talk to you when I get back later."

The voice deliberately paused, and the Taoist master of the Taiping Sect pinched his throat with one hand, saying:

"Hello, the phone you have dialed cannot be connected at the moment, please try again later."

"sorry, the number you have dialed is busy, please please try again later."

Wu Zhiqi: "??!"

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Wei Yuan decisively and without hesitation hung up the phone, and then turned off the phone at lightning speed.

At the bottom of the Huai River, Wu Zhiqi looked at the hung-up phone, confused, and then became angry.

Just as he was about to call back, the phone suddenly made a beeping sound and shut down directly. Wu Zhiqi was stunned, looked at the phone, frowned, and realized that the gods do not need to sleep, so Wu Zhiqi had been online since he got the phone ten days ago.

Now even the power banks were completely out of power.

Having experienced modern networking, Wu Zhiqi found that he could no longer tolerate days without power or internet.

After thinking for a moment, he reluctantly stretched out a finger, held his breath, exerted all his strength to restrain his power, and finally a dark thunder burst from his finger, the water thunder form of the Yin Wulei, one of the five thunders sought by the current Taoist sect. Wu Zhiqi carefully brought his finger close to the charging light.

The charging light came on.

A smile appeared on Wu Zhiqi's face.

Then,

Crackle crackle—

Accompanied by a series of harsh sounds, the phone lit up and then started smoking.

The smile on Wu Zhiqi's face slowly froze, and he widened his eyes. First, he touched the phone with his finger, and there was no response. Then he patted the phone with his palm, as if hoping that the phone would come back to life, but accidentally exerted a little too much force, and the phone, which was made with the technology of the Special Action Group, turned into a handful of debris in his hand.

Wu Zhiqi: "…………"

He remembered what Wei Yuan had said, and realized that there were still about five days left before the next visit, looking around.

Confused.

The wine was gone, the phone was broken, and there was no internet.

Wu Zhiqi, who had endured five thousand years, suddenly felt that five days was unexpectedly long and unbearable.

…………………………

In the afternoon today, Wei Yuan met Lin Li.

And then he learned about their plan to deal with the very likely attack from the Taiping Sect.

They planned to split into two groups, one light and one dark, one real and one fake, to lure the people of the Taiping Sect into a trap and avoid any unexpected situations. Everything was already prepared, but this time, the old man of the Lin family fell silent and took the initiative to ask Wei Yuan:

"I wonder if Wei..."

He originally wanted to call Wei a little friend, but he thought of the Nine-Jointed Staff that restored the true spirit today.

Whether it was because of the person in front of him or subconsciously, he changed his address and said:

"Does Master Wei have any thoughts?"

The three people beside Lin Li were surprised, and Wei Yuan was also slightly startled. Then he saw that the old man was really asking for his opinion, not just being polite. After a moment of silence, he pointed to a place on the map and said, "The battlefield, why not choose this place..."

Everyone looked over in surprise:

"Guangzong City?"

PS: The second update today... 2800 words~

Thanks to the swordsmith Beitang for the reward, thank you~