EBE Chapter 259
Chapter 259
The matter in Xixun County was over, and the master and disciple were originally going to return to Minghong Sect. Just as they were about to return, they suddenly received a message from Guanmiao Zhenren.
A red butterfly flew with the wind and landed on Ni Yangzhou's shoulder. The young man looked at the butterfly in surprise and they almost fell in love.
Yan Congzhi reached out and took the red butterfly. Feathers of varying shades of light and dark fell down and gathered into a spinning lotus. Numbers rose at the center of the lotus:
"The day before yesterday, news came from the underworld that there is still a magic weapon lost outside. It was given by Wei Yu. I only know that the recipient is a beautiful female demon. I hope that you can search for it and bring back the magic weapon.
Senior Brother is discussing the matter of the Gathering Record Book with him. If he can get the magic weapon back, I believe it will be helpful."
The young man looked at the lotus in the master's hand and asked, "What is it, Master?"
The man handed his palm to the boy, who read it carefully.
"Isn't Wei Yu infatuated with the county magistrate's daughter? Why would he give a treasure to a beautiful witch when he meets her?"
Yan Congzhi said in a deep voice: "He is a fickle person."
Ni Yangzhou nodded, thinking to himself that he was not mistaken. Wei Yu was a crazy man, and he would be struck by lightning if he broke his promise.
The young man asked again, "What is the Julu Book?"
Yan Congzhi saw that his disciple had finished reading and withdrew his hand.
"The ancestor gave the magic weapon to the underworld when he ascended to heaven. At that time, the reincarnation path of the underworld was damaged, and the ancestor's newly refined magic weapon happened to be useful, so he gave it to them."
"So you want to come back now?"
The man shook his head: "Yes."
"The ancestor has collected the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for many years and refined three magic weapons. One is the whisk, the second is the burning candle, and the third is the collection record book."
Ni Yangzhou suddenly remembered the white candle in the master's hall in the bamboo house on the Bise Peak.
But that shouldn't be the case, right? It looked just like the usual white wax.
"Master, is the whisk the one in the sect's main hall?"
Yan Congzhi nodded.
"What about the candles...?"
The man interrupted her: "Use all your spiritual power and don't use it again."
Ni Yangzhou asked again: "What do we need to exchange for it? What do we need the Julu Book for?"
Yan Congzhi walked out of the mountain: "Spiritual plants. Use them as offerings to recruit new people for the underworld to fill the gaps.
The reason for exchanging treasures is that after 500 years of the true Dharma and 1,000 years of the image Dharma, the spiritual energy gradually dissipated. The three realms that were originally independently developed often showed signs of instability. It was necessary to use a magic weapon containing the spiritual energy of the weather to suppress it. "
Such shocking news was spoken by the master in a calm tone, and Ni Yangzhou was panicked. He thought that his future would be bright if he entered the Taoism for cultivation, but in the passage of time, decline and destruction was a trend that even the powerful could hardly stop.
It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot or an ant trying to shake a tree.
Ni Yangzhou was left behind and understood why new land was being cleared and new plants were being planted on Chilian Peak all year round. It turned out that this was to exchange for magical instruments to be supplied to the underworld.
The young man trotted over and followed: "After the thousand-year Dharma Image Era?"
The master's voice was like the wind coming from afar:
"The end of the ten thousand years."
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"So you're saying that the most beautiful spirit is right here?"
The young man pointed toward the valley and asked the little squirrel nearby: "But there are only trees here?"
Although the intelligent little squirrel has not yet transformed into a human form, it has already been able to understand human speech, but it just can't speak. Hearing the young man's distrust, the hair on the squirrel's pointed ears shook, and its little paws pointed hard towards the bottom of the valley.
"Okay, alright. Thank you."
What Wei Yu gave to the demon was a precious mirror, which, like the Kunyu armor and soul-catching chain, were all treasures lost in the underworld. No strange things happened in the vicinity, so the master and his apprentice had to collect information while investigating everywhere.
This search lasted eight years.
In the past eight years, the two had never returned to the sect. Ni Yangzhou had just turned eighteen years old and had become stronger. He had broad shoulders and a long body, and his facial features were open. He now looked completely different from the ragged child who had lost his family.
I have read the books in the jade pendant, and the Taoist robe that the master had prepared for me long ago finally fits me.
Ni Yangzhou grew up to be a clear-headed and dashing young Taoist priest, and only his small canine teeth when he smiled still showed the shadow of his past.
The master and his disciple traveled to almost all the states and counties in the human world, but still found nothing.
On the way, he encountered some evil spirits that had not yet become powerful. Without the help of his master, Ni Yangzhou eliminated them one by one, as he had reached a certain level through diligent study and practice. Although the young man did not find a magic weapon in the past few years, he did realize the ambition he had made at the beginning - to punish the evil and eliminate the evil.
Even the sect received fewer requests for help. With Ni Yangzhou and Yan Congzhi, the master and disciple, clearing away the evils in the mortal world, Guan Miao was finally able to concentrate on nurturing spiritual plants with his disciples.
Eight years is a long time.
Trees grow and wither, clouds move and wind blows, flocks of geese fly overhead, calling back and forth many times, and the boy grows into a young man.
When he returned to Xixun County, Ni Yangzhou, who was passing by, found that the county magistrate's beloved daughter had already become a married woman, the family was happy and healthy, and the children had started going to school.
But eight years is also short.
For a practitioner, it is just a blink of an eye.
Today, Ni Yangzhou has broken through the foundation-building stage and reached the Golden Core realm. In the mortal world where there are very few cultivators, he no longer encounters too many dangers.
The master and his disciple collected clues separately. Ni Yangzhou counted the days and found that he had not seen his master for one hundred and thirty-six days.
The little squirrel stroked the hair on its pointed ears, took a handful of pine nuts from the boy's hand, and left happily.
Ni Yangzhou looked at the trees all over the valley and felt that the road ahead was long and difficult.
When the master left a few months ago, he heard that strange things were happening frequently in the North. The news from the Minghong Sect was that there were many people who had lost their souls, which might be related to the magic power of the magic mirror. The animal search team developed by Ni Yangzhou in his spare time also happened to report that there was a new beautiful female fairy.
Neither the master nor the disciple wanted to give up any clues, so they acted separately.
I don’t know whether the master misses him or not, but Ni Yangzhou misses his master very much.
After spending many years together in the mortal world, although they had to practice martial arts and fight monsters, and sleeping in the open air was not very comfortable, the young man had long been accustomed to not having to worry about his back every time he fought, and the sense of security of having someone to back him up.
I don't know what the situation is in the North. My master has been gone for so long. I have tried to contact him many times, but only a few times did I get a response from his communication card.
Ni Yangzhou still felt lonely when walking alone, and he got used to harassing his master from time to time.
The young man at this moment was like this. The setting sun cast a warm yellow halo on his figure. Ni Yangzhou took out the communication card from the green pendant, injected spiritual power into it, stepped off the cliff, and flew steadily between the mountains and fields. His clear eyes looked at the endless forest, his clothes fluttered, and he held up the jade card in one hand, reporting his safety to Yan Congzhi from time to time:
"Master, the sun is shining brightly today. The squirrel spirit's tail has grown thicker. I said it has gained weight, and it is so happy that it is spinning around. The reward for delivering the letter this time is a handful of pine nuts. The road ahead is out of its territory, and I have to walk on my own again."
"The trees here are very tall. I'm worried about falling down when I meditate and rest, so I took off the old belt you put in the pendant and tied myself up with it. It's safer this way."
"I saw some beautiful spiritual plants on the roadside. They had golden fruits like small grapes and glowed at night. They are perfect for tying to your sword tassel. I picked some and will tie them to your sword when you come back."
"Master, it's been so long, is the matter in the North over?"