Chapter 252

Li Zhuiyuan shook the formation flag, and the scenery ahead gradually began to overlap in his line of sight.

Lin Shu's eyes bulged continuously, representing the current emotional state of the Master.

In the past, the Master was only summoned through spirit-mediumship when combat was required, and was strictly limited by time; therefore, theoretically speaking, this was the first time the Master had fully accompanied him on a wave.

Although this was only the beginning of this wave, the Master was still moved by this smooth and fluid feeling.

Yesterday, the young man only had Tan Wenbin and the others come over to scout the path, while he himself went to the hospital. This meant that the young man had the confidence that even without prior familiarization or exploration, he could easily break through the gate-guarding formation upon his first arrival at the mountain gate.

Status is always earned through one's own strength. The young man had not practiced martial arts, yet he could make everyone follow him wholeheartedly; this relied on his ability, which was almost ferociously overflowing, aside from close-quarters combat.

In other words, if the young man did not have this flaw, where would there be any need for these people to exist?

Even this team itself would have no meaning in being formed.

It was precisely because the young man was too outstanding that he was able to distribute a large amount of river-walking merit to these people.

It wasn't that the young man did this intentionally; he truly didn't need much of it.

Lin Shu was now also a bit annoyed by the emotional reactions that the Master would display from time to time. Last night, when he was taking a shower and looking in the mirror at the guesthouse, he felt that his own eyes were bulging outward.

If you wanted to say something useful and valuable, that would be fine and acceptable, but at this critical juncture, the Master kept sending messages from the bottom of his heart:

"Spirit-medium, work hard for him!"

"Spirit-medium, this is your opportunity, and it is also my opportunity!"

Lin Shu had specifically chosen to take the exam in Jin Ling back then to escape the nagging of his family elders. Who would have thought that after all this turning around, it was now as if he had brought a nagging guy along with him to carry around.

The rift opened.

Runsheng was the first to rush in, Lin Shu followed closely behind, then came Yin Meng, and finally Tan Wenbin, who was being pushed by two ghosts.

Everyone had already rehearsed many times in their hearts what to do once they got inside.

People had explicitly named you and said they wanted to wipe out your entire sect, and there was a high probability they had already sent people to Nantong. At a time like this, when you show up at their door, do you still want to leisurely say hello?

It must be killing from start to finish, from the outside to the inside, trampling all the way through, and only after solving all the remaining core figures in their most core area could one stop for a moment to drink some water. There would be no communication throughout the process, and absolutely no verbal sparring.

The young man's team's style of doing things had always been this decisive, never dragging their feet.

However, the plan was too plump, while reality was shockingly bony.

Runsheng had just entered, his Qi gates were still bulging, and his shovel was already raised, but he froze.

Lin Shu, who was behind him, thought Runsheng had encountered some powerful enemy that had blocked him, so he naturally bypassed Runsheng's back, wanting to join the battle, and then, he also froze.

When Yin Meng entered, the poison jar in her hand was already raised, subconsciously looking for the place where people were most concentrated to throw it, while also keeping an eye on whether there were any suitable fresh corpses on the ground in front of her.

Before entering, she had specifically instructed Runsheng not to smash people too badly at the beginning.

But when Yin Meng saw the scene in the entire venue, she subconsciously bit her own lip.

The good news was that she didn't have to worry about not having suitable corpses for sacrifice; the bad news was... she seemed to have no need for sacrifice either.

Here, there were corpses everywhere, and the manner of death was tragic.

Although the Daoist temple was protected by a formation and the climate was different from the outside, making the corpses better preserved, it could still be seen that they had been dead for two or three days.

Runsheng held his shovel horizontally in front of him, changing from an offensive posture to a defensive state; he was worried that there were more powerful existences inside.

Lin Shu's eyes bulged, carrying a trace of dissatisfaction and anger. A-You's and the Master's beliefs were intertwined at this moment:

Who did this? Stealing my work.

Yin Meng didn't think that much, but instead observed the nearby corpses, releasing her Gu insects to let them also help distinguish whose corpses were more special and had higher utilization value.

Tan Wenbin entered while sitting on his "automatic wheelchair." Seeing this situation, he immediately ordered the two children not to push him anymore.

Then he immediately shrank his body, crossed his hands into his sleeves, and entered a semi-hibernation state.

He had a guess in his heart. Although it was a bit bold and a bit exaggerated, and he didn't know how it was done, he just felt that it should be that possibility.

Furthermore, he felt that Brother Xiaoyuan might also have an estimate in his heart.

Li Zhuiyuan entered.

The young man did not expect this scene before him, but he was not surprised either.

"Walk inside and take a look."

Runsheng walked at the very front to clear the path.

Lin Shu pushed Tan Wenbin's wheelchair.

Throughout the entire Daoist temple, corpses could be seen everywhere, as if they had suddenly encountered a slaughter, and the enemy had not attacked from the outside, but rather it seemed like an internal strife had occurred.

Li Zhuiyuan saw the corpse of the sweeping old Daoist. He was kneeling there, his eyes wide open, holding a large broom completely soaked in fresh blood.

The Gu insect crawled around on him, then excitedly waved its antennae at Yin Meng, signaling that this corpse could be considered a small top-grade item.

Because although this sweeping old Daoist was dead, his foundation was well preserved.

Yin Meng looked at Runsheng, and Runsheng nodded at her, meaning that when they left, he could help her chop it up and take it away.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out his hand and gently touched the sweeping old Daoist's brow.

Lin Shu also stood over at this time: "Brother Xiaoyuan..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let Him speak."

A-You's vertical pupils opened, and the Master said: "The other Daoists in this area were all killed by this broom. The wounds match, and this old Daoist died under a tribulation."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Be more specific."

Master: "Tribulation... is just tribulation. It can be becoming possessed by the devil during cultivation, it can be a backlash of Qi, it can also be the premature death of a parasitic object, or even a mistake in the path of cultivation, bringing down a death-killing tribulation."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You can't even explain things clearly."

The Master pursed his lips. He just wanted to show off his knowledge to add a sense of presence, not expecting the young man to be dissatisfied.

Li Zhuiyuan: "This is a killing tribulation transformed from the power of Feng Shui."

"Feng Shui?" The Master's vertical pupils curved slightly, "How is this possible? Who can inject the power of Feng Shui and transform it into a tribulation to descend upon others?"

"As long as the method is appropriate, nothing is impossible. Back when I was in the dream of the Dream Ghost, I also did similar things, only that time I was in a passive state."

"I don't have the memory of that part; it should have been erased by myself."

Li Zhuiyuan tapped his knuckles continuously on the sweeping old Daoist's forehead. As he tapped, a faint sandalwood mark emerged.

"There are many ways to borrow power from the outside world. Your Guan Jiang Shou, Ba Jia Jiang, and Holy Children/Holy Maidens are just one kind. Daoism also has methods to invite the Patriarch to help.

This person, don't look at him holding a broom and dressed very ordinarily, but in the system of this Daoist temple, he is also a Patriarch-level figure.

And I observe this Daoist temple; the formation layout and internal furnishings are all well preserved, only the Feng Shui pattern here is simply riddled with holes.

Therefore, I speculate that it should be the method of inviting the Patriarch injected with the power of Feng Shui, forming a killing tribulation aimed at the Patriarch."

Master: "Then that can only kill him alone..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "When I possess the ability to kill you, is it difficult to threaten you to go kill others first?"

The Master was silent.

He had just said himself that the nearby Daoists were killed by this sweeping old Daoist; didn't this match up perfectly?

Li Zhuiyuan's fingertips continued to scrape on the sweeping old Daoist's forehead, and a bloody gash slowly appeared. This entire body's vitality was flowing out from here.

The young man suddenly felt a pain in his fingertip. He withdrew his hand and looked down, finding a small wound on his fingertip.

The Master's vertical pupils condensed, and after observing carefully, he said: "Sword intent."

Yin Meng took out a bandage, but Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and refused. He rubbed his fingertips, a faint blood mist condensed, and the wound scabbed over.

The Master continued: "Everything here was done by a powerful existence who is good at using swords and proficient in Feng Shui."

At this time, Tan Wenbin spoke: "Brother Xiaoyuan, will doing this be dangerous?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Since I dare to do it, I definitely have a plan in mind."

Tan Wenbin: "Then I must be overjoyed; I have finally waited for the opportunity."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Yes, an excellent opportunity. If we go in to check next and find that the number of Patriarchs is extremely neat, then this opportunity carries a bit of deliberation."

Every drink and every peck has its own destiny. Li Zhuiyuan had guessed beforehand that the difficulty of this wave might be reduced, but the way it was reduced didn't necessarily mean the height of the wave became smaller; perhaps it meant that when the wave hit, it was shaved off by a layer in advance.

If this was really the case, then the operator who set the question was truly smooth.

Linked ring by ring, it was reasonable, yet it made you unable to find any flaws to replicate.

The Master looked at the young man, then at Tan Wenbin, and asked:

"So, who is it?"

After asking, the Master felt a rich sense of palpitation coming from the bottom of his heart. This emotion came from his own spirit-medium.

"What are you afraid of?"

Lin Shu did not speak, only lingering in fear.

Back then, it was almost the same scene that would have appeared in his own temple.

Compared to the current scene, it seemed that having Qin Shu come to the door to wipe out the temple was more humane.

Because the hardest thing to accept was this kind of survival choice under the threat of life and death. A-You believed that there would be people in the temple who would stick to their original intentions and rather die than submit, but there would definitely be elders he respected in the past who would make the same choice as this sweeping old Daoist.

By then, when he returned home, what he would see would be the tragedy of mutual slaughter in the temple. This was a trampling a thousand times more painful than simply being killed.

The Master's vertical pupils dissipated and returned to his body, then he kept asking in his heart:

"Tell me, who did it? Who?"

"The one living at home, the old lady."

After getting the answer, the Master finally became quiet.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's continue walking."

Runsheng responded and continued to lead the way. Next, almost every area was a reset of the previous scene, equivalent to the appearance of different "sweeping old Daoists."

All were killed by them nearby, and then they themselves were killed again.

This meant that all the elders in this Daoist temple did not choose to stick to their original intentions, and all opened up slaughter against their own disciples under the threat of death.

Of course, this was not strange. The atmosphere of this Daoist temple was like this. How could those who could commit the act of stealing children and then, after being thwarted, still stubbornly threaten revenge to wipe out people's entire families, truly cultivate the righteous spirit of Daoism?

Although they wore Daoist robes and chanted "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable," they were nothing more than a group of thorough egoists.

The deeper they went, the more obvious a kind of movement became, but this movement did not possess any threat.

The deepest and largest building appeared before everyone.

At the entrance, an old Daoist was sitting there in pain, and in front of him was a middle-aged Daoist with several flowers stuck in his hair, happily running around with his arms spread open.

"Flying, flying, flying up, hahaha..."

The old Daoist sitting was Wenchenzi. Because he was suffering from a curse, he was placed in a secret room for recuperation, and thus escaped the slaughter in the Daoist temple that day.

Seeing the visitors, Wenchenzi's lips trembled, and finally landed on Tan Wenbin.

That night in Nantong, it was this person who came out to stop him from taking the child and also cursed him.

At that time, in a panic, he even stabbed the other party. Now that he thought about it, he was afraid that the other party had done it on purpose.

"Flying, flying, flying!!!"

Ling Ling Fengzi ran down the steps and came toward Li Zhuiyuan and the others, running in circles around them like a madman.

Li Zhuiyuan: "There is no smell of excrement on his body. After going crazy, he still knows how to be clean and hygienic."

Ling Ling Fengzi's running posture stiffened for a moment.

Tan Wenbin: "Exactly. There are so many cases of pretending to be crazy in history. Even if others are princes, they at least live in a pigsty. You are too perfunctory."

"Flying... flying..."

Ling Ling Fengzi's shouting became weaker and weaker.

Yin Meng pointed at Ling Ling Fengzi: "Then why didn't he run, but stayed here instead?"

Tan Wenbin: "He was scared to death by the scene that day, but he couldn't bear to part with the family business here. Knowing that we would come to the door for final processing, he thought of deliberately pretending to be crazy and stupid, making us feel sighing and meaningless, and letting this place go lightly."

Ling Ling Fengzi continued to walk staggeringly, no longer making any sound from his mouth.

He did indeed think so, but he did not expect that his performance would be completely meaningless.

"Plop!"

Ling Ling Fengzi simply knelt down, no longer having a crazy look on his face, but instead said sincerely:

"It is I who have eyes but no pupils, it is I who am arrogant and ridiculous. Now that the Daoist temple has reached such a situation, I should naturally die to redeem my sins, but please raise your hand high and leave a spark of inheritance for my Seven Stars Temple!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Are you willing to die?"

Ling Ling Fengzi nodded vigorously: "I have already committed a capital crime, and I have caused the Daoist temple to suffer this tribulation. I should naturally die to redeem my sins, only asking to leave behind the incense inheritance."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Good, I promise you."

Ling Ling Fengzi felt a joy in his heart.

Who knew that next, the young man reached out and pointed to Wenchenzi sitting behind: "You are the incense I left for this Daoist temple. Come, you kill this temple master, and I will spare your life."

Ling Ling Fengzi was struck by lightning.

Wenchenzi stood up tremblingly, walked down the steps, picked up a sword left on it, and drew it out.

"Re... really?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Really, this is your temple master's request, and I agree."

"Then... the curse on me..."

Tan Wenbin: "I will help you solve it."

Wenchenzi took the sword, walked behind Ling Ling Fengzi, raised the sword, and said: "Temple Master Senior Brother, please rest assured, I will definitely continue the inheritance of my Seven Stars Temple, at least... the incense sacrifice will not be extinguished."

After speaking, the long sword stabbed down.

Just at this moment, a hand pinched the blade, twisted the long sword, and stabbed it into Wenchenzi's body.

Wenchenzi looked down in horror, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"You..."

Ling Ling Fengzi: "It is you, this waste, who did such a thing, causing my Seven Stars Temple to fall into today's situation. You, deserve to die!"

The palm continued to exert force, and the blade stabbed deeper. Wenchenzi's body trembled and died.

Ling Ling Fengzi withdrew his hand, and Wenchenzi's corpse fell to the ground.

"Before I die, I have a request..."

Ling Ling Fengzi stood up while wiping the blood on his hands onto his Daoist robe.

When he stood up, the formation covering the entire Daoist temple began to twist and operate, and clusters of cyan flames burst out from various buildings in the Daoist temple.

Ling Ling Fengzi already knew that he could not survive, and this Daoist temple could not be preserved either.

He simply broke the jar and destroyed the place himself, ending the history of the Seven Stars Temple.

Ling Ling Fengzi: "I want to know, who exactly are you?"

Li Zhuiyuan did not answer him, but cast his gaze on the stiffness at Ling Ling Fengzi's cuffs, where it seemed something was hidden.

Being able to carry it with him while pretending to be crazy and stupid, it must be extremely important, at least for him at the moment, it was of great significance.

Seeing that he couldn't wait for an answer, Ling Ling Fengzi took a deep breath, spread his palms, continued to control the formation's operation, and said:

"As long as you can tell me, I will thoroughly burn this place down, saving you... trouble."

Tan Wenbin looked at Li Zhuiyuan, and Li Zhuiyuan nodded, mainly to save trouble.

Seeing that Brother Xiaoyuan agreed, Tan Wenbin, who was sitting in the wheelchair, spoke in a voice that inevitably became sharp in his current physical state:

"Listen well, the one standing in front of you now is the only contemporary descendant of the Qin and Liu families."

As for the name, it would not be reported.

"The Qin and Liu families..."

Ling Ling Fengzi began to ponder the forces in the Jianghu. The starting point of his pondering was already very high, but he had been unable to find a match. He had to continue thinking higher and higher, and higher still. Finally, he thought of the family gate in the Jianghu legends that had once married into one family.

"Dragon... Long Wang family?"

Tan Wenbin: "Yes."

Ling Ling Fengzi: "Hahahaha!"

At this moment, Ling Ling Fengzi completely turned into Ling the Madman.

He thought of the sudden great change in the Daoist temple that day, thought of how Wenchenzi could actually return alive and say he had once severely injured the other party, and thought of his conversation with the young man when he tried to break the curse.

He had actually once made a bold statement that he was going to wipe out the Long Wang family.

At this time, all the unwillingness and indignation, all the horror and panic, had completely vanished.

He offended the Long Wang family and had his inheritance wiped out; this, was reasonable!

At this moment, his laughter came from the heart.

Tan Wenbin: "Can you die now?"

Ling Ling Fengzi: "Yes."

Saying this, Ling Ling Fengzi began to tidy up his messy hair and wrinkled Daoist robe. Seeming to still feel dissatisfied, he pointed to a small pond nearby and said:

"Can I wash my face with water, because I want to..."

Tan Wenbin: "Runsheng."

Ling Ling Fengzi: "No need to trouble you, I can go myself..."

"Bang!"

Runsheng's shovel smashed onto Ling Ling Fengzi's head, who was caught off guard.

Ling Ling Fengzi's head exploded like a watermelon.

Runsheng's Qi gates opened, blowing all the red and white stickiness that should have splashed everywhere toward the opposite side, so as not to dirty his partners.

The headless corpse stood in place for a good while before falling backward.

Runsheng: "So much trouble."

Some people, even if they are opponents, can receive final respect.

But obviously, Ling Ling Fengzi did not belong to this category.

But often the former leaves most freely, while the latter, people like Ling Ling Fengzi, have extra trouble.

Tan Wenbin: "A-You, flip his cuffs and see what's inside. Runsheng, you rush in and see what's inside."

When Tan Wenbin was there, Li Zhuiyuan could say much less.

Lin Shu flipped open Ling Ling Fengzi's cuffs, took out an invitation, and handed it to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin didn't take it, but signaled with his eyes.

A-You immediately handed it to Brother Xiaoyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan took it and opened it. On it was drawn a very simple map. This terrain should also be within the large area of Mount Qingcheng.

"Daoist Demon-Sealing Assembly, the date is five days later."

Lin Shu: "Can this kind of goods also go to seal demons?"

Tan Wenbin: "Perhaps it's being conferred as a demon?"

Yin Meng: "Then there should be many Daoist temples invited, not just this one."

Li Zhuiyuan: "This should be the clue for the next stage. Five days is enough for me to solve the matter at the hospital. By then, there should be a new clue from a different perspective."

Tan Wenbin: "Time is still very abundant. I think we can even take two days to go to Rongcheng..."

Lin Shu: "To see pandas?"

Tan Wenbin rolled his eyes at A-You and corrected: "It's to pick up clues."

Although flames were rising everywhere at this moment, the fire had not yet reached its peak, so the danger was not great, it was just that there was a lot of smoke.

Runsheng ran out from the burning main hall, carrying a dried corpse.

He placed the dried corpse in front of Yin Meng and said: "Inside, besides the statues, there are many broken coffins and a ground full of dried corpses. Mengmeng, see if this can be used."

Tan Wenbin wanted to laugh a little.

Others send flowers or perfume, or at worst fold some stars or paper cranes, but Runsheng directly sends you a dried corpse.

Yet Yin Meng actually showed surprise, and the gift was indeed the right one.

However, when Yin Meng checked with Gu insects, she said with some regret: "The age is enough, but it's a pity it's been squeezed dry and completely ruined."

If it were in a well-preserved state, it would indeed be an excellent sacrifice.

Runsheng nodded: "Then should we carry away all the seven corpses that killed people?"

Yin Meng: "No need for so many, and it's not easy to preserve. Just cut off a piece of the sweeping old Daoist at the very outside and take it away."

Runsheng seemed to remember something else and said to Li Zhuiyuan: "Xiaoyuan, inside there are seven large incense burners, enshrining seven spirit tablets without names written on them."

Lin Shu: "Branches, this means there are seven branches in this temple, and some places also call them pulses."

Tan Wenbin: "You are still the most familiar; you are the master of a branch after all."

Lin Shu: "Brother Bin, that branch of mine is already ruined and no longer exists."

Tan Wenbin: "Oh, sorry, forgot, you are now truly opening a single volume in the genealogy."

Lin Shu scratched his head: "Hehe."

Runsheng: "The elders' names all have to be written under yours."

Lin Shu: "..."

Seven pulses, seven pulse masters who killed people, this also meant that there must be at least seven people sent to Nantong, and all seven pulses must have them; otherwise, the old lady would not have been able to wipe out this Daoist temple in one go, and when they arrived, they would at least have to face the resistance of one pulse.

Is this a coincidence?

Li Zhuiyuan did not believe in such coincidences.

Now it could almost be asserted that this was intentionally pushed by the Heavenly Dao.

Regarding this, Li Zhuiyuan was not moved, and even less would he be grateful because of it. What it gave now, it would make you pay back double later. Heaven never loses.

The fire gradually grew larger, and this place would be burned into ashes, and then revealed from the formation, but the mountain environment would soon bury these traces again.

After leaving the Daoist temple, walking down the mountain road, there was still a long distance to walk to the highway where the parking point was located.

Lin Shu carried Tan Wenbin on his back again, while the wheelchair was folded and held in his hand.

Tan Wenbin sighed: "Young people's bodies are still better."

Lin Shu: "Brother Bin, after this time, won't you be able to get better?"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Shu only felt the chill on his back intensify, and the new version of the sealing talisman could hardly hold up.

The two children were pouting, blowing hard at Lin Shu's neck.

No way, who told him to touch the sore spot.

Tan Wenbin comforted the two children, signaling them not to play around, and then said:

"Sigh, I have experienced elderly life during this period. I can imagine the scene of my old companion pushing my wheelchair to take me out for air when I am old like this."

Lin Shu: "Brother Bin, you are a river-walker, with a lot of merit, living a long life, definitely walking behind your old companion."

A-You's eyes bulged, and he immediately made up for it:

"Walking behind the old companion to push her wheelchair."

Tan Wenbin: "I say, after returning this time, when Yunyun brings her classmate back, when you get along with that classmate, use your brain more when you speak."

Lin Shu: "Rest assured, Brother Bin, even for the sake of Sister-in-law, I will."

Tan Wenbin: "Yunyun said, that classmate is also from Fujian."

Lin Shu: "Brother Xiaoyuan, that is to say, there will be many nearby Daoist temples going to participate in this 'Demon-Sealing Assembly'?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Not necessarily Daoist temples going."

Lin Shu: "Aren't these all Daoist temples? Are there other forces?"

Tan Wenbin understood Brother Xiaoyuan's meaning and said: "For example, forces like ours."

Lin Shu: "Forces like ours?"

Tan Wenbin: "Did you forget that last time in Lijiang, we also competed for invitations? That time it was broken jade."

Lin Shu: "But this time, aren't the invitations all in the hands of nearby Daoist temples?"

Tan Wenbin: "Then we have to snatch them from the hands of the Daoist temples. This counts as an admission qualification."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Some sects become more degenerate as they develop. The river water just happens to push the lamp-lighters over to carry out regular cleaning."

If they can be cleaned up, clean them up; if they can't be cleaned up, then it's the lamp-lighters who are cleaned up.

Li Zhuiyuan discovered very early on that lamp-lighting and walking the Jianghu was itself a Gu-raising process carried out by the Heavenly Dao, letting them compete and consume themselves.

Lin Shu: "The difficulty doesn't seem to be great. That Daoist temple just now had very ordinary strength."

Anyway, Lin Shu felt that even if the Seven Stars Temple hadn't been handled in advance, with their team's strength, wiping out this Daoist temple would not be difficult.

Tan Wenbin: "What if you get injured? What if your state is affected? Besides, didn't you see the dried corpse that Runsheng carried out from the very inside? Runsheng said there were many inside. If they hadn't been squeezed dry and handled, guess if Ling Ling Fengzi, who was the temple master, had some means or secret arts to obtain some power and help from these sealed ancestors?"

Lin Shu: "Right, that's true."

Speaking of this, Tan Wenbin couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Xiaoyuan, does that person have the strength of a Long Wang?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "No."

Tan Wenbin was a bit surprised. Is it so certain?

Li Zhuiyuan: "Because that person didn't walk the river."

Not walking the river, not being able to experience the baptism and polishing of the river water, one could never compare to a true Long Wang.

Tan Wenbin: "Then, the reason why that person didn't walk the river, is it because..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Married, so didn't walk anymore."

A-Li being able to follow him to walk the river was a special case. First, the Qin and Liu families had already declined; second, Li Zhuiyuan's lamp was self-igniting, without any preparation.

In the past, it was impossible for the direct descendants of the Qin and Liu Long Wang families to appear to worship others and follow them to walk the river; it was simply an insult to the ancestors.

Of course, although every family would control the number of people walking the river in each generation, selecting within the family first and then choosing the most outstanding one to walk the river, this was a perfect state.

In fact, it was often difficult to judge the high and low between truly outstanding descendants. Sometimes, to ensure a higher success rate for this generation, two or three descendants would be sent to walk the river. Besides this, there was no way to avoid those who were unconvinced and lit their own lamps to walk the river.

It was just that if they really became husband and wife, and lit lamps together to go to the river to fight and compete, it would be a bit too extreme and too stimulating.

Therefore, although the old lady was the most respected direct eldest daughter of the Liu family, she did not light a lamp to walk the river.

Tan Wenbin: "Grandpa Qin is really a good method, using love to exclude a powerful competitor for himself in advance."

Before, he hadn't seen the old lady make a move. After all, for general matters, sending either Qin Shu or Auntie Liu was enough, such as wiping out a Guan Jiang Shou temple or something.

But today, he had indirectly witnessed the old lady's handiwork. Such an existence, if she had lit a lamp to walk the river when she was young, would definitely have been a strong competitor for the Long Wang.

Lin Shu reminded in a low voice: "Brother Bin, you must never say this when you go back..."

Tan Wenbin was amused: "I will say it when I go back, say it in front of the old lady."

"Ah?"

"Rest assured, hearing this, the old lady will not only not be angry, but will be very happy."

"How could..."

"In the eyes of people who truly love each other, every bit of their own contribution is sweet."

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly stopped his footsteps.

Runsheng, who was walking in front, also stopped immediately.

Lin Shu loosened his shoulders, and Tan Wenbin naturally slid down from his back and sat on the ground, collectively entering a state of alert.

The team's tacit understanding was such that sometimes there was no need to notify, and everyone knew what to do at what time.

Li Zhuiyuan squatted down, reached out and patted the grass in front of him, and then pinched a black ink line with his fingertips.

"Brother Runsheng, dig a bit."

"Okay."

Runsheng picked up the shovel and dug a few times. Below, some formation materials that had been deliberately buried appeared.

Although the formation had been destroyed, Li Zhuiyuan could also roughly infer from these waste materials that what had been set up was an investigation formation.

Using a small formation to investigate a large formation.

Li Zhuiyuan looked around and discovered traces of a sect formation in the southwest direction. Obviously, deep in that place, there was also a hidden Daoist temple.

Mount Qingcheng is beautiful and is a blessed land of Daoism. Throughout history, countless people have built temples and established inheritances here.

Here, as long as your formation attainments are high enough, almost as long as you walk around more, you can investigate a hidden Daoist temple, but most of them will not have as many people as the Seven Stars Temple. Some may only have two or three people, or even be passed down from generation to generation.

Otherwise, why are there so many stories about those old Daoists going down the mountain to find disciples?

Li Zhuiyuan: "Someone has targeted the goal and stepped on the spot here in advance. They should be taking action soon."

Tan Wenbin: "Then this time there really are other teams joining in to walk the river together?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It should be. Internal conflicts and slaughter rarely happen here because there are no conflicts of interest."

Everyone chooses to live in seclusion, meaning they don't intend to have believers' incense offerings.

Li Zhuiyuan: "However, it seems that he has encountered some trouble. It should be that all other teams will encounter this trouble, which is because the incident at the Seven Stars Temple has touched the hidden Daoist temples in the Mount Qingcheng region too much, causing them to all modify or move their own sect formations recently. At the very least, they have to repair and adjust them.

This has greatly increased the difficulty for other teams to attack their target Daoist temples."

Not every team has a formation master. For the vast majority of teams, just the stumbling block of the formation is enough to give them a headache and force them to pay a huge price.

At the very least, sneak attacks have become almost impossible, and they can only face off head-on.

Tan Wenbin: "Heh, our side has reduced the difficulty, while other teams have increased the difficulty. With the two superimposed, we have made a huge profit this time."

Their own team's strength is already a bit excessive. At the Demon-Sealing Assembly five days later, their own team will be in peak state, while other teams will be gray-faced and dirt-covered.

Tsk tsk... this feeling is quite happy.

Li Zhuiyuan: "A-You."

"Here!"

"You work hard, stay in the mountains these few days, pay attention to observing and recording the movements, and it would be best if you can figure out the situation of several teams. Remember, do not participate."

"Understood!"

Although he couldn't see the giant pandas for the time being, Lin Shu liked the feeling of being able to carry out a task alone.

If Tan Wenbin's body were normal, he would actually be the most suitable candidate, because Zhuangzhuang could not only observe and record... but could even actively integrate.

But with Tan Wenbin's condition, although it didn't affect his combat power, it wasn't suitable for independent action. Lin Shu had vertical pupils and could observe better. Furthermore, there was the Master in his body to remind him.

Runsheng took over the wheelchair and carried Tan Wenbin on his back.

Tan Wenbin looked at the quarter of the sweeping old Daoist on the "neighboring" shoulder with some disgust:

"Find a bag to wrap it up. You can't just carry it back to the guesthouse like this, right?"

Runsheng: "The fertilizer bag is in the car. I'll wrap it up after getting in the car."

Tan Wenbin: "The weather is hot now, and meat spoils easily. Have you thought about how to store it? Where can we get a small freezer to deal with the emergency?"

Runsheng: "Put it in your room."

Tan Wenbin: "Very good."

After reaching the pickup truck, Runsheng wrapped the old Daoist's piece with a fertilizer bag and then stuck a sealing talisman on it.

It was nearly dusk when they returned to the guesthouse. In fact, the pure driving distance was not far; it was mainly the sections that needed to be walked on the mountain road that were more time-consuming.

Just as they entered the guesthouse, they saw Wu Xin sitting on the bench by the front desk.

Wu Xin looked down at the mud on their boots and asked: "Did you go into the mountains?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Yes, went to pick herbs."

After all, they were here for an internship. Reporting yesterday and going into the mountains for tourism today was obviously inappropriate.

Wu Xin was very moved, saying "hard work" repeatedly, and then looked at Tan Wenbin, who was being carried by Runsheng, and asked: "What happened to him?"

Tan Wenbin: "Fell and broke his leg while picking herbs."

Wu Xin: "I'll send you to the hospital!"

Tan Wenbin: "No need, we have a secret recipe."

Wu Xin took a breath and nodded. He now truly believed that the people sent from above this time seemed to really have something.

He didn't believe anyone would dare to joke about the injuries on their own body.

Immediately after, Wu Xin pointed to the fertilizer bag that Runsheng was carrying on his shoulder: "Is this herbs inside?"

Runsheng: "Yes."

Wu Xin: "Need so many..."

Runsheng: "Not enough to use, finished in one go."

Wu Xin: "Right, correct, I know herbs need to be pounded and boiled. How about this, if you need more later, I will mobilize the people in our unit to go into the mountains together to help you pick them, okay?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "No need. Did you bring the things?"

"Brought them." Wu Xin handed a bag to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Come pick me up tomorrow noon to go to the hospital."

"Okay." Wu Xin pointed outside, "Eat dinner together? My attitude wasn't good enough yesterday, and the hospitality was poor."

Li Zhuiyuan: "No need, I have to look at the data."

Wu Xin: "Fine, wait until they are healed, I will treat you again... go to Rongcheng, and reward you well!"

After leaving the guesthouse and getting on his three-wheeled motorcycle, Wu Xin looked around with some doubt.

He felt that some things seemed a bit strange, but he couldn't find where the strange point was.

Forget it, better go back to the unit first.

After returning to the room, Li Zhuiyuan first took a shower, then sat on the bed and took out the documents.

He didn't rush to look at them, but first closed his eyes and reproduced the scene in the Seven Stars Temple in his mind.

The old lady had two regrets about him. One was that she couldn't give him the good things at home, making him start river-walking almost empty-handed; the second was that she couldn't teach him personally.

Admittedly, the new version of the "Liu Family Qi-Gazing Technique" was taught to the old lady by himself, but Li Zhuiyuan would not naively think that his IQ could compare to someone else's entire life of accumulation, and the old lady herself was a living fossil who had witnessed the peak of the Long Wang family gate.

"So, the old lady is taking this opportunity to let me see what true Feng Shui Dao is?"

It was a bit cold in the mountains at night.

Lin Shu lay on a tree branch, opened a can of Jianlibao with a "crack," and drank alone under the moon.

He didn't need to look around; after all, the movement of breaking the formation when they really took action was enough for him to perceive.

Being alone here wasn't boring either; anyway, there were "people" to accompany him.

Lin Shu's eyes switched between vertical pupils and normal ones, constantly switching, chatting with the Master about childhood.

"Buzz!"

Just at this moment, a violent formation fluctuation came.

Lin Shu immediately took out his pen and notebook, slid down from the tree, and quickly approached that direction.

After reaching the specific location, Lin Shu immediately hid himself. With vertical pupils opened, everything under the night sky was inescapable.

Even the bird circling abnormally in the air was captured by him, but that bird failed to discover him below.

There were five people breaking the formation.

And they were very efficient. At this moment, the formation had already appeared with a gap, and four of them rushed in quickly, with only one person falling behind slowly.

At this time, that person seemed to sense something, actually stopped his figure, turned around, and began to look around in the back.

Lin Shu saw his face, and emotional fluctuations appeared in his vertical pupils.

A-You had a very good temper and was very warm and sunny to everyone, but there was only one person for whom A-You had a very poor impression.

And that person was standing there at this moment.

"Three-eyes..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 253 =====