Chapter 185: Shuijun, the wonders are wrong for the country!
After finishing the chat with Nvjiao, Wei Yuan found that Nvjiao had packed up a folder and threw it over. After opening it, he found that it contained the specific steps of the first method proposed by Nvjiao, similar to how to go to Mingshan.
After receiving the sacrifice, connect the seal with the spiritual vein of the mountain.
The specific steps of each step are extremely detailed.
Apparently Nvjiao didn't answer his question immediately before, so she was probably preparing these things.
Wei Yuan browsed through the contents of the folder and wrote down the general steps.
Don't ask for a photographic memory, at least leave an impression in your mind, so that you can follow the trend when you encounter a suitable target, and you won't be in a hurry.
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At about noon, the old Taoist priest in charge of Quan City's affairs sent over the promised jade talisman.
Wei Yuan was a little surprised by this high efficiency. He accepted the jade talisman and thanked him:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Taoist."
"No trouble, no trouble."
The old Taoist priest glanced at the things in the museum with fear in his eyes. Before, when he looked at these things, he felt that everything was fake. But now when he looked at them again, he felt that nothing was fake. Looking at each thing,
Especially the jade pendant with a strong Warring States style. The old Taoist priest felt that his left eyelid kept twitching. He looked away without changing his expression, stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Heh... I'm just passing by. I happen to have something to do here, so I sent the things to you, the head of the guard hall. It doesn't take much effort anyway."
"Just passing by."
After exchanging a few words, the old Taoist priest went out and got into the car. He breathed a sigh of relief and then said to the members of the action team driving:
"Let's drive."
The young man drove the car and drove out of the old street. He had something to say, but halfway through, he still couldn't help but said suspiciously: "Master, aren't we going to Xicheng District today? This is Dongcheng, why do we need to do this?
Turn a special corner?"
The old Taoist priest sighed: "Even if he lives in the suburbs, he must be here today."
"By the way, stop ahead."
He opened the car door, went into an ordinary store, and bought something.
The old Taoist priest looked at the happy water that young people like, took a bottle of green tea, and thought to himself.
It's already said that we are on the way, so we have to do a complete show.
That's an old monster.
He got into the car, and the young Taoist priest almost guessed the reason why Master did what he did today, and whispered:
"Master, the museum owner, is he also an old man who has never changed his appearance?"
The old Taoist priest glanced at him and said happily: "Old Taoist, I didn't say this."
The young Taoist priest now had an idea in his mind. After thinking about it, he hesitated and said, "Then do you want me to contact this old senior in the future?"
"According to the standards of those seniors who were born, the corresponding treatment will be supplemented."
The old Taoist priest pondered for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "Let's forget it. Since he chose to support himself, he must have his own ideas."
"Let's not add any unnecessary fuss. Besides, how can a person like him care about worldly things?"
The young Taoist priest nodded, and then he realized that he had made a mistake. How could an old man with an ageless appearance care about such vulgar things as money, reimbursement, and treatment? If he bothered him with these things, he might still
It would make him unhappy and quite angry. He was even more cautious at the moment, silently reminding himself not to make such a mistake in the future.
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In the museum.
Wei Yuan arranged the jade talisman materials on the table and sealed the room with the talisman to prevent the prying eyes of spiritual bodies and the dissemination of spiritual power. Then he recalled the order Wuzhi Qi gave him, rehearsed it in his mind several times, and then he was careful.
Put pen to paper.
The parts of the original order that represented water flow were changed to mountains and wind.
Others are completely imitated by Wuzhi Qi.
This process was quite difficult. Even if he was careful enough, he still wasted several jade talisman materials.
These edicts drawn by Wuzhi Qi can be said to be the transformation of heaven and earth, somewhat similar to the original inscriptions of Taoism. They are effective enough. Wei Yuan moved his palm slightly, raised the tip of the pen in his hand, and carefully placed the last stroke. The entire inscriptions were bright.
There was a stream of light, and at the moment when this aura was formed and had not dissipated, a seal appeared on his palm, and he pressed it gently.
The originally scattered orders were gathered into a whole at this moment.
The entire jade talisman exudes a warm and moist atmosphere.
It is very similar to the talisman that Wei Yuan got from Wuzhi Qi before, but there are differences. One is that the power level is far from comparable to the one that Wuzhi Qi lent him. The other point is that the aura of this edict, from
The flow of water turned into something as thick as a mountain and as willful as the wind.
That is an edict that represents the divine nature of the mountain wind.
When the seal was pressed, an invisible wave escaped, tall and majestic.
Water ghosts, black cats, soldier souls, and even the Shang King Bronze Lord all had their thoughts froze for a moment. They subconsciously looked at the closed door. At this moment, they felt some kind of inhuman lofty existence, as high as a mountain, as high as a mountain.
The wind was so far away that it seemed that at this moment, behind the narrow door was no longer a bedroom, but mountains and rivers in the wild, with the wind whistling down.
"finished."
Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and put away this successful order.
Then I looked at the jade that was wasted due to failure with distress.
This mountain god's order allows him to temporarily display magical powers similar to those of the mountain god. In particular, his control over the strong wind will rise to a new level. Correspondingly, Wei Yuan can feel that there is a hint of magic in the seal in his hand.
The strength was taken away, and from a physical point of view, it seemed to become lighter.
It is indeed a consumable item. It seems that if you want to use the seal for a long time, you must find the spiritual vein.
Wei Yuan was thoughtful.
In fact, he had thought about it, he could go looking for the mountain that the tiger originally relied on to become a god, and continue to harvest the tiger's hair, and plunder all the last bits of his wealth. However, if he jumped from the earth to a god, the spiritual veins of that mountain would be drained.
After doing it, this is of little value, and the other idea is to find the modern Taoist Master of Taiping Dao.
The previous Taoist master seemed to have escaped from the two true cultivators.
Taipingdao was originally three caves and four auxiliaries, one of the seven jade books, and it did not decline until the Song Dynasty.
There must have been a sect of his own before this.
If you want to connect the seal with the spiritual veins of that mountain, it is very likely that you will not encounter any resistance at all. Wei Yuan even suspects that when the spiritual veins of that mountain are first sacrificed, there will be some resistance.
Maybe you don't need to use the techniques proposed by the female charm to easily complete the conclusion of your own name.
But this is still just speculation.
Wei Yuan suppressed his thoughts, took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
Calculating the time, Wuzhiqi should have replied to him.
The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth curled up slightly.
Young monkey, you have no idea of the horror of modern human games.
Tsk, still too young...
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Bottom of Huai River.
Wuzhiqi concentrated on the game.
He didn't expect that he would be so interested in this non-fighting game, but this game made him addicted for a long time, and he recalled what he was like when he was the Huaishui God type Suijun. He even felt,
If I had played this game before, I would definitely be able to make my Huaishui God System bigger and stronger.
At least knock that old bastard He Bo down.
He was still worried about the Yellow River diverting the Huaihe River into the sea.
Glancing at the time.
Well, it's only around four forty.
We started playing at four o'clock, and we only played for forty minutes. What did that kid Wei Yuan say about being careful? What should you be careful about? It's really stupid for a mere human to try to measure the background of gods with human cognition.
…
The ancient gods looked down upon them.
Withdrawing his eyes, he almost didn't think about it, and his fingers opened the next round on his own.
Well, next, continue building wonders...
With a soft sound, the entire computer screen immediately went black, reflecting Wuzhiqi's face, reflecting the pair of excited golden pupils, reflecting the look of the eyes that quickly changed from excited to dull, and then
The expression on Wuzhiqi's face slowly solidified.
He blinked and poked the computer. The computer was hot but there was no response.
Then he stretched out his hand and patted the computer at an angle of 45 degrees.
……out of battery?
Eighty-seven percent power!
I've only been fighting for less than an hour, less than an hour!
Wei Yuan!!!!!
Wuzhiqi raised his head and roared.
The Huai River suddenly shook violently, and a wave directly hit Guishan Mountain, splashing out white waves.
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At 4:43, Wei Yuan's cell phone started to ring.
Wei Yuan drank a glass of happy water politely and made the monkey wait for a long time before lying on the bed and closing his eyes to dream. Sure enough, after a while, Wuzhi Qi's body appeared along with the violent trembling and shaking in the dream.
In the dream, his body was tangled in chains, his eyes were golden, and he stared at Wei Yuan.
Wuzhi Qi opened his mouth, exposed his fangs, stared at Wei Yuan with his golden eyes, and said angrily:
"Wei Yuan, give me an explanation!"
"Why, after just an hour, the battery ran out?!"
Wei Yuan drank tea leisurely, and then said slowly:
"One hour."
"It's twenty-five hours, Suicune."
Wuzhiqi's expression froze.
After a long time, he said: "It's been a day?"
Wei Yuan said with a half-smile but not a smile:
"Yes, Suicune, human games are quite interesting, aren't they?"
Wuzhiqi was silent, then looked solemnly and said slowly:
"You know, Wei Yuan, I live a long life. The longer I live, the slower my perception of time will become. For human children, every year may be five times the length of their entire memory.
One part, so every year and every day seems extremely long.”
"For the elderly, the same time is only a few tenths of a lifetime, so the older you humans are, the faster you feel that time passes. This is because every year changes in self-recognition and memory.
It’s because the proportion is getting smaller and smaller.”
"This is already the case for ordinary mortals, let alone me. For thousands of years, a year is so insignificant to me that it is difficult to leave any feelings, let alone just one day? This may also be the price of immortality.
."
Wuzhiqi has a far-away look and the bearing of a god.
Like an elder who has truly experienced a long time.
Wei Yuan nodded and said, "That's it."
But in fact, you just want to cover up the fact that you lost track of time while having fun, right?
He didn't reveal this because he was worried that if he did, Wuzhiqi might become so angry that he would punch himself away in his dream. For the time being, he still had to worry about the god's self-esteem, so Wei Yuan rationally revealed it.
On this point, I recommended to Wuzhiqi the games of the Stars series and the Souls series.
When Wu Zhiqi was looking at the recommendation list.
Wei Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, silently calculating, recalling the scene he had seen from An Xuyang's memory, and then instinctively thought of six numbers in his mind, using the six-line divination method, using these six numbers
Make it into a Bagua, and then unravel the Bagua.
The direction indicated was to the west.
This means that the old man is now to the west of Weiyuan.
He was thoughtful and closed his eyes slightly. Because this was his dream, pictures appeared directly in front of his eyes, including an elementary school. Under the shade of the trees on the avenue, there sat the old man setting up a stall, surrounded by people.
People were coming and going, but no one seemed to notice him.
There are books, antiques, and that bronze plate on the stall.
This time, Wei Yuan saw more things.
There were strands of white silk threads exuding from the old man's body, which were connected with one of the geisha dolls, releasing a light but relatively sophisticated aura. Wei Yuan was very familiar with this aura. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said:
"Sakurajima's divinity..."
Wuzhiqi said: "Sakurajima? Where is that?"
Wei Yuan replied: "It's just a small place."
Wuzhiqi didn't care and said casually: "Oh, so you are very familiar with the divinity of this place?"
Wei Yuan lowered his head and looked at the picture shown in the hexagram. Bloody memories flashed before his eyes. The cold Qin sword, the red cloth binding his hair, and the iron eagle flying on the sword fell down wailing.
The huge trees, he explained: "They are not very familiar either."
"It's just that we had a little grudge before."
"I don't know if they still have an impression of me."
PS: Today’s first update... 3,800 words, a little late~
My routine started to fall apart again, and I threw the table!