In the old town of Quan City, far away from the planned urban area, there were very few people. Most of the buildings were old houses. However, in recent times, several new shops have opened one after another. It started with a flower shop, followed by a bookstore, and now, after much effort, an art studio has opened.

The owner of the art studio is a very young woman.

She often uses beautiful red and dominant black in her paintings, creating a contrast and interweaving of the two colors, giving off a stunning or oppressive and solemn feeling. The themes are often similar.

It's black, spreading from the human world to the sky like a long river, with a raging sea of red flowers blooming along the river, and the silhouette of a man in black armor.

Her paintings exude a sense of sadness and vicissitudes.

She is a very talented painter.

Even the elderly passersby can see this, and then they feel it's a pity that such a shop is located in the old town area, fearing that it won't attract many students. But no matter what people think, it hasn't affected the dignified woman who is accustomed to wearing a red dress and tying her hair in a high ponytail.

She can sit and stare at the man in the painting for a whole day.

And this once remote old town area gradually began to attract some attention.

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Wei Yuan's sword fell from his hand, then stopped steadily. He used the Xuan Yuan Sword Technique with the Eight-Faced Han Sword, and then sheathed the sword. His breath had stabilized enough after obtaining the true spirit of the Three Kingdoms, possessing the Daoist path of Taiping and the passive improvement of the Wohu Decision.

He then used the merits obtained from eliminating the evil cultivators of the Taiping Dao to exchange for the third level of the Wohu Decision.

At this point, his Daoist path strengthened his physical body, while the Taiping Dao spells served as a pre-battle aid, occupying the advantage of the battlefield. The internal cultivation method was based on the Taiping Dao, while the Wohu Decision formed another system, not interfering with each other.

This level of the Wohu Decision, compared to the first level used for foundation establishment and the second level for initial cultivation, had made a qualitative breakthrough to deal with the Dao Zang's "one life, two, two lives, three, three lives, all things." Gradually, in terms of strength, speed, and endurance, it began to exceed the category of humans.

The Daoist path circulated, and he could even unleash sword energy and use fist force.

He moved like a flying beast, as if he were a fierce beast.

Apart from the brain, throat, and heart, many fatal injuries for ordinary people were only slightly serious for martial cultivators.

Martial cultivators leaned towards internal cultivation, unlike Daoist cultivators who had various spells and supernatural powers. They used pure Qi to injure and nourish themselves.

Cultivation steadily improved.

Correspondingly, Wei Yuan had a big appetite during this time and needed to obtain enough nutrition from food.

This was also an external sign that martial cultivators would show at this stage.

Fortunately, food was not lacking in modern society, and he could occasionally wear a mask to become the enemy of the self-service restaurant owner. Then, with the remaining merits, he exchanged for medicinal aids from the Great Han Arsenal to assist in his cultivation, and his Daoist path steadily rose.

However, after Wei Yuan's strength increased again, the Eight-Faced Han Sword that was handy for him felt a bit light. He looked through the sword materials collected in the Great Han Arsenal and the "Ancient and Modern Sword Record" written by the people of the Southern Dynasties, considering whether to exchange for some materials and ask a skilled cultivator to further recast the Eight-Faced Han Sword.

Unfortunately, he still needed to exchange for elixirs, and after the exchange, there were not many merits left.

Wei Yuan calculated his merits and his own appetite, so he had to put away the scrolls obtained from the Great Han Arsenal, took out his phone, and easily found Wu Zhiqi's account. Then, using a secondary account, he quietly recommended the Civilization series game analysis and many game masterpieces to Wu Zhiqi using the function of recommending to strangers, as part of his daily tasks.

To help Wu Zhiqi integrate into modern society as soon as possible.

And to prevent Wu Zhiqi from being too bored and frustrated under the seal.

Wei Yuan muttered to himself in his heart, put away his phone, changed into a simple and loose outfit, and prepared to go out to buy some groceries. He saw a familiar figure supporting another person, walking quickly towards him.

It was Su Yu'er, wearing jeans, sneakers, and a white top, with magical glasses and a simple appearance that concealed her true identity. She was supporting another woman who looked much more fashionable. When she saw Wei Yuan, her eyes lit up, and she urgently said, "Master Wei, please help."

Wei Yuan sensed something wrong from the woman she was supporting and opened the door.

Su Yu'er, who seemed to be a Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox, was not strong in physical power.

But as a demon, the weight of an ordinary person was no problem for her.

She took the woman into the museum and let her lie on the sofa in the museum's guest area. Then she breathed a sigh of relief. The bronze wine vessel of the Merchant King was faintly excited, but Wei Yuan scared it with a glance. Then he looked at Su Yu'er and said, "What happened?"

Su Yu'er whispered, "This is my roommate. She came back from the hospital like this. I feel that... she seems to be under a curse. I don't know anyone else here who can handle this."

Wei Yuan contemplated for a moment, nodded, and said, "First, remove the curse on her body."

He said, "It's quite a coincidence that you came."

"If you had come a month earlier, maybe I wouldn't be able to solve it either, and I would have to notify the action team."

While asking Su Yu'er for help and having the woman lie down, he asked the others in the museum to fetch a porcelain bowl. The Water Ghost quickly brought a bowl to Wei Yuan. He looked at the black pottery bowl and casually ordered, "Bring another bowl of clean water."

"Water?"

The Water Ghost was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.Taking the empty bowl, he filled it with water before handing it to Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan checked the woman's pulse and was about to cast a spell when he hesitated and looked at the serious-faced Water Ghost, asking, "Where did this water come from?" The Water Ghost grinned and shyly said, "I saw it in a manga from Yingshan Island, where they use water release jutsu from their mouths..."

Wei Yuan remained expressionless and turned to the Qi family's military spirit, saying, "Take him out."

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A moment later, the Water Ghost was dragged away by the Qi family's military spirit and the poison-drawing painter.

With a bowl of clear water in hand, Wei Yuan immediately wrote a yellow talisman, shook it to turn it into ash, and mixed it into the clear water. In addition to Taoist methods, the Taoist practitioners of the Taiping Dao were also skilled in medicine. The talisman water was used to adjust the balance of yin and yang in the body, expel external evils, and then combined with herbal treatment.

The woman in front of him was affected by a kind of evil curse.

The talisman water of the Taiping Dao was effective enough.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and pointed at the woman's throat, making her open her mouth. Then, using the method of controlling water, he turned the talisman water into a stream of water that flew into her mouth. With a cough, the woman's furrowed brow gradually relaxed, her breath stabilizing. Wei Yuan put down the bowl in his hand, and with a flick of his finger, he pointed at the woman's forehead, saying, "She should be fine now."

Turning to Su Yu'er, he said, "Tell me the specifics of the situation..."

Su Yu'er's expression softened, and after a moment of contemplation, she began to explain.

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This stylishly dressed girl was named Qi Xiangxue.

She was one of Su Yu'er, Su Yan'er, and Hu Mei's roommates, with an outgoing and carefree personality, making her the closest friend of the three of them during this period.

Yesterday, Qi Xiangxue wasn't feeling well and went to a large hospital for a check-up. After getting her blood drawn, she felt even worse when she returned. Today, she didn't go to class, and Su Yu'er, who didn't like today's major class and was worried about her friend, skipped class to stay with her in the dorm.

Not long ago, Qi Xiangxue fainted while getting water, and there was a magical aura emanating from her body.

Sensing that something was wrong, Su Yu'er, whose fox clan magic was not adept at dispelling such methods, hurriedly thought of Wei Yuan and used a concealing spell to rush to the museum.

Wei Yuan looked at the now calm Qi Xiangxue and said, "Is it a curse?"

He took out a needle and pricked Qi Xiangxue's fingertip, letting the blood seep out, and used the remaining talisman water to catch the blood. The blood, which should have spread, instead remained stagnant, maintaining its original state in the water without mixing. Wei Yuan looked at the lowered head of Su Yu'er and sighed, "Rather than calling it a curse, it's more like medicine."

"The fox clan is good at enchanting people, and ordinary curses can't fool you."

"The blood remains stagnant. Although it's very thin, it's the blood of a witch. Was it discovered during the blood test? Why are you unwilling to tell the truth?"

Wei Yuan's voice paused, thinking of Su Yu'er's intense reaction to the bronze jug of King Shang in the past. Su Yu'er fell silent and said, "I... I remember this kind of aura from my dreams."

She subconsciously grasped the bronze dagger with the pattern of the dark bird, murmuring softly, "This is the medicine of Wu Xian."

"Wu Xian?"

Wei Yuan frowned, and King Shang's bronze jug couldn't help but exclaim. Since she mentioned her past dreams, Su Yu'er no longer concealed anything. She gently placed the dagger on the table and said, "Yes, the medicine of Wu Xian."

"When I was conscious, I would often dream and see many things. Wu Xian was the minister of King Shang Tai Wu, allowing Shang to prosper after seven generations. He was the most powerful witch doctor of that era, but he was not just a doctor, but also a shaman. His medicine could save people and kill them."

"However, he and his medicine have not appeared since the Zhou Dynasty."

"Why would it appear in this era?"

She was puzzled, and seeing Wei Yuan furrow his brow, he said, "If you're talking about Wu Xian."

He said, "Then I have another explanation."

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Wu Xian, this was a name with enough significance and antiquity.

In the earliest legends, he was the messenger between the Heavenly Emperor and the mortal world, a divine shaman.

He came to the mortal world with the will of the heavenly gods to educate the people.

During the time of Xuanyuan, he was a minister of the Yellow Emperor and fought against Chi You, creating the divination method of 'shì' to predict victory or defeat. He divined the fortunes and misfortunes for the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor. During the time of Yao, there was also a minister named Wu Xian.

He was Yao's physician, able to bless people with good fortune, heal their illnesses, and make withered trees and fallen birds come back to life.

During the time of Shun, there was also a man named Wu Xian.

This time, he became Shun's general and musician.

He was also one of the sources of the legends of the Three Gorges, one of the Wu Gorges, since ancient times.

Wei Yuan narrated this matter plainly, without telling a story, just recounting the deeds of people from different eras. Finally, he said, "From the time of Shen Nong and Xuanyuan Emperor to the time of Shun Emperor, there have been ministers named Wu Xian. And when the Shang Dynasty prospered, there was another Wu Xian with the exact same name."

"Miss Su, don't you have any thoughts?"

Absurd thoughts surfaced in Su Yu'er's mind, but she subconsciously refused to believe it, saying, "Perhaps it's just a coincidence."

Wei Yuan replied, "I remember that in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it is written, 'There is a Wu Mountain, and to the west, there is a yellow bird, the Emperor's medicine, and the Eight Fasts.' The yellow bird serves as the guardian of Wu Mountain's medicine, which is an elixir of immortality. At least there are legends that there is an elixir of immortality there."

"If you don't believe it, you can try to remember what Wu Xian's son was called after he died."Su Yuer's pupils shrank slightly, murmuring, "Call the wise shaman..."

Wei Yuan chuckled and said:

"It's probably a deliberate illusion to prevent the continuous spread of the two shamans, so they used a deceptive technique."

Su Yuer looked at her roommate and said:

"Even if it's related to the ancient wise shamans, why would they use medicine to harm people?"

Wei Yuan turned to look at Su Yuer, silent for a long time. His lips curled slightly as he said softly:

"Miss Su, you don't think that the immortality medicine of the wise shamans comes without a price, do you? There are only a few places in the world with immortality medicine. The immortality flower of Kunlun Mountain is nurtured by the pure energy of the heavens, and there are also rumors of immortality medicine from the overseas immortal mountains. Xu Fu, the top alchemist of the Qin Dynasty, traveled across the sea and, in the end, may not have achieved anything."

"The only option left is the medicine from the wise shamans."

"As for why they targeted people with shaman blood."

"In the ancient texts of the Western Wilderness, there is mention of the Spirit Mountain, where the ten wise shamans ascended and descended, and the hundred medicines were there. In the country of the wise shamans, there were many wise shamans, so why, in later generations, was there only one wise shaman left?"

"Do you want to guess what this medicine is made from?"

Su Yuer's expression froze, and she said, "But isn't there still an immortal country in the Southern Wilderness?"

Wei Yuan said, "Oh, the immortal country. It's just that people in that country don't age, but once they leave, they age rapidly and die, so it's called the immortal country, not the immortal people. That's why the people of that country are unwilling to leave. Unfortunately, it eventually perished, showing that immortality is not necessarily a good thing."

A complex expression appeared on Su Yuer's face as she said, "Is immortality also a curse?"

Seeing her confused and complex expression, Wei Yuan smiled gently and said, "Not necessarily."

Su Yuer looked up blankly.

Wei Yuan answered seriously:

"Because not dying leads to social resources, educational resources, and living resources always being controlled by a minority. The common people have no chance to rise, and the social class becomes extremely rigid, with extreme polarization between the rich and the poor. The main and secondary contradictions continue to deepen because of immortality, oppression has no end, and it eventually leads to an outbreak of conflict."

"Miss Su, it seems that you didn't pass your mandatory first-year sociology course."

Su Yuer: "…………"

Wei Yuan thought for a moment, put on his coat, tied a yellow scarf around his arm, and said:

"Whether someone has obtained records of the wise shaman's immortality medicine, or if someone from the wise shaman has come down from the mountain, it must be dealt with... I suspect it's the former, that records of the wise shaman's medicine have been leaked."

"But even if the spiritual energy has been restored, the shaman blood of the descendants of the wise shamans is very thin. If someone has really obtained the legacy of the wise shaman to make immortality medicine, I'm afraid there will be many victims."

"I will report this to the Celestial Masters' Mansion. Which hospital did you mention? I'll go take a look..."

If it can be dealt with, then deal with it. If it can't be dealt with, then confirm the target first.

This is the kind of trouble that will spread rapidly. Once it erupts, it will affect many people.

Su Yuer did not expect the other party to be so actively involved in this matter, and his understanding of ancient matters exceeded her expectations, especially the Classic of Mountains and Seas, which he seemed to know like the back of his hand. After hesitating for a moment, she finally mentioned the name of the hospital and asked again, "…Who are you, exactly?"

Wei Yuan looked at the obviously secretive Nine-tailed Fox and said in surprise:

"Didn't Shaman Jiao tell you?"

Su Yuer said frankly, "No, but I guessed some of it."

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Then let me ask you a question."

"Su Yuer, are you Su Daji?"

Su Yuer shook her head decisively.

Wei Yuan smiled and, looking through the window at Yu Ji, who was holding a cup of tea and painting, said, "Didn't you tell Jue?"

Su Yuer said softly, "The ancestors said that some things need to be decided by you."

Su Yuer looked at the young museum curator and asked:

"Why are you so familiar with the wise shaman's medicine?"

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Wei Yuan organized his thoughts and distant memories and replied:

"It's actually very simple. From the time of the Yellow Emperor and the Flame Emperor to the end of the Shang Dynasty, there were traces of the wise shaman. But during this long period, there was no sign of this mysterious figure during the reign of King Yu and the Xia Dynasty. It wasn't until seven generations after the Shang King's succession that they reappeared in the world."

Su Yuer was stunned. She had already guessed the era, and then realized what was going on, her eyes widening.

The young museum curator picked up a sword, carried it on his back, and smiled, saying:

"So... we chased them up the mountain."

"It's just that, out of respect for their past achievements, we didn't do anything too extreme. We just severed the connection between the mountain and the human world, but we didn't expect them to come down the mountain twice."

Wei Yuan's voice paused, and he said, "Morally and logically, I should go 'visit' the old friends."

"I just don't know if they will welcome me."