Chapter 180 The Scripture Repository

Wei Yuan yawned and finished reading the Daoist scripture in his hand at the Weiming Sect's Scripture Repository. It described some monastic rules, roughly saying that Daoist cultivators, especially those from orthodox sects like the Zhengyi and Quanzhen schools, could descend the mountain to slay demons and eliminate evil, but should not participate in matters such as the struggle for dominance over Shenzhou.

Even more so, they should not bear the fortune of the Shenzhou dynasty.

The fortune of the Shenzhou dynasty was the basis for the emperor's decree to bestow upon the Earth Gods.

Most Daoist cultivators only wished to live freely in the world, and this kind of incense fortune had to be avoided at all costs. On the one hand, the Earth Gods conflicted with the talisman system, and on the other hand, the Earth Gods changed with the rise and fall of the human dynasty. This decree, in addition to power, was also a responsibility. Once it was placed upon them, they could no longer escape, and would even implicate the disciples of their sect.

This was still the fortune of a prosperous age.

But if heroes rose together and fought for the Central Plains, the fortunes would clash, and that would truly be turning heaven and earth into a furnace, and yin and yang into charcoal. Falling into it often meant bearing huge consequences, which didn't help one's Daoist cultivation. Why bother getting involved?

In short, it was the Daoist elders warning the younger generation that little Daoists could descend the mountain to slay demons and eliminate evil, and they could also act chivalrously, but they must never be tainted by the dragon veins and dragon energy of Shenzhou. They had to avoid it from afar. Did they understand?

After Wei Yuan finished reading this basic Daoist scripture, he returned it to its original location, lazily stretched, and planned to wash up and get a good night's sleep.

Just as he was soaking his feet, his phone suddenly flashed.

He received a new message.

Wei Yuan glanced at the group chat casually, his face gradually stiffening.

The message was from Wuzhiqi—

"What does 'Youth Mode' mean?"

Huh?!

Holy crap?!!

Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment, almost kicking the foot-washing basin away.

If he remembered correctly, the anti-addiction mode lasted for a full six hours. Wuzhiqi, a dignified ancient water god, had spent six consecutive hours swiping through entertainment apps, leading to the activation of the anti-addiction mode? Your adaptation to local customs is a little too fast, isn't it?!

With a ding, the phone screen lit up again.

Zhang Ruosu, whose profile picture was a black cat in the snow, replied, "Youth Mode?"

"This is very simple..."

???!

Wei Yuan's eyes twitched, his fingers dancing across the phone screen like lightning, switching directly to Zhang Ruosu's chat and then pressing frantically.

In the Celestial Master's Residence, Zhang Ruosu put down his tea, preparing to explain what Youth Mode meant.

Don't think he's old; he still understands the things those youngsters use these days.

He had already typed a line of text, but before he could send it, the phone started vibrating violently. Messages popped up one after another. Zhang Ruosu was surprised, and saw a series of emojis sent by Wei Yuan, a hamster crossing its arms and shouting no. He was stunned for a moment.

Then he looked at the Youth Mode in the group chat.

Zhang Ruosu pondered.

Zhang Ruosu was deep in thought.

Zhang Ruosu's brow twitched, and he suddenly understood the situation. He opened his mouth, looking at Wei Yuan's profile picture. Could it be that the account belonged to a so-called 'friend' of Wei Yuan, who was learning about the outside world through the phone, and Wei Yuan, for safety, had put the 'friend' on Youth Mode?

Zhang Ruosu immediately thought of the Huai River God who had caused the great flood before.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

He deleted all the text at once, not knowing how to explain. Wuzhiqi became impatient and sent a message: "What does it mean?! Turning it off and on only opens this app. I can't move anything else."

Wei Yuan couldn't bear it any longer and was about to explain, "This means..."

Wuzhiqi: "You, shut up."

"You, speak."

His second sentence was clearly directed at Zhang Ruosu.

Zhang Ruosu wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied with difficulty:

"This, this Youth Mode..."

"The so-called 'Youth' refers to, refers to green grass. Yes, it's green grass, plants with strong vitality and vigor. 'Young,' as the name implies, refers to being young, energetic, and able to keep up with the times. This 'Youth Mode' is prepared specifically for such people. Only they can enjoy this mode and service. It's a high-end service customized specifically for you, Daoist friend! Haha, only this is worthy of your status."

Wei Yuan exhaled a long breath, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Wuzhiqi was suspicious: "Is that really so?"

Wei Yuan quickly reassured him: "Of course, of course. That's only natural."

"Only this Youth Mode is worthy of you."

Wuzhiqi seemed somewhat unconvinced.

Wei Yuan and Zhang Ruosu comforted him for a while before he slowly believed it.

Zhang Ruosu wiped his cold sweat, finally relieved. He just sighed in his heart, wondering what was going on. He had just taken a sip of tea to moisten his throat when his phone vibrated slightly, and a new message appeared quietly.

"Then, what does 'Parent' mean?"

"To activate Youth Mode lock, a parent's operation is required."

??!

Pfft!

Zhang Ruosu choked on his tea, spraying a mouthful of fragrant tea all over the place.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A violent coughing fit.

The old Celestial Master wanted to smash the cup on the museum curator's head.

Was he kidding him?

Playing it this big?!

He was an old man with a weak heart.

The phone buzzed madly, messages from Wei Yuan flooding the screen. Wei Yuan was also having a headache. He had wanted to prevent Wuzhiqi from seeing things he shouldn't, causing him to become enraged and implicate the innocent. But now, it wouldn't implicate the innocent; it was implicating him instead.

Zhang Ruosu struggled to explain the word "Parent." "Cough, 'Parent,' this 'home,' as the name implies, is the place where you live, your daily life, firewood, rice, oil, and salt. This 'long' character, is the distance is long, 'Parent,' is just, is the person who has a relationship with you inside, the farthest away from you. "

Wuzhiqi was suspicious:

"So that's what it means?"

Zhang Ruosu wiped his sweat: "That's exactly it."

Wuzhiqi: "Then why does my mode have to be turned on by that what parent? Didn't you say that this Youth Mode is extremely special and rare? Does it still have to be controlled by someone?"

Zhang Ruosu: "…………"

This Daoist doesn't want to play anymore.

Just as Wei Yuan and Zhang Ruosu were both having headaches, another person appeared in the group chat. Nujiao's account sent a message:

"Ah, I know why."

Zhang Ruosu was slightly stunned, then subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Yuan suddenly felt ominous.

Wuzhiqi frowned and looked at it. With different notification sounds, the screens of the three phones lit up slightly.

After a harmless smiling emoji, a line of text appeared.

"Because he wants to be your daddy!"

Wuzhiqi: "…………"

Wei Yuan: "…………"

Zhang Ruosu: "…………"

Because he wants to be your daddy.

Wants to be your daddy.

Be your daddy...

This line of text grew larger and larger in Zhang Ruosu's eyes, eventually seeming to drill into his head.

The old Celestial Master was dumbfounded. He sighed, feeling that young people were really wild, and he, an old Daoist, couldn't keep up. He raised his head and took a sip of tea, then silently put his phone into the hot teapot next to him, watching the phone gurgle and sink, and casually put the lid on.

He sighed and felt lost, thinking of the sentence he had seen when he went to those young people's online communities before.

Annoyed, let's destroy it.

The black cat in the snow in the group chat profile picture directly dimmed.

In Qingqiu Country, the witch Nujiao couldn't help but smile.

After being lonely for thousands of years, it was rare to still have two acquaintances...

Wei Yuan looked at that line of text, losing the ability to think for a few breaths. He had actually thought before that, after four or five thousand years, the witch Nujiao had become much gentler and calmer. He instantly took two actions: first, he quickly unlocked Wuzhiqi's phone lock, and second, he shut down his own phone.

He lowered his head, pried a few stones from the corner of the wall, piled them up, and set up an altar.

Tonight, a dreamless sleep.

The second profile picture turned gray.

After a long time, Wuzhiqi sent a new message—

"What does this sentence mean again?"

The witch Nujiao couldn't help but laugh and sent a message to Wuzhiqi:

"Your phone should be working now."

Below the Huai River, Wuzhiqi reopened his phone and found that it could indeed be used normally. He didn't bother to care about those words, but was eagerly waiting for the Great Sage Equaling Heaven to break through the Five Elements Mountain, kill to the Western Paradise, and overturn the spiritual realm. But slowly, he discovered that the plot was not going as he had imagined at all.

At least in his opinion, how happy it had been before, how stifled he felt later.

Wuzhiqi's heart was on fire as he watched. He really couldn't stand it anymore.

He flipped to the end and saw that the monkey was wearing a cassock, respectfully saluting his enemies.

Wuzhiqi roared in anger, the chains of the Age of Gods stirred, shaking the Huai River system, causing waves on the flat ground.

He had really gotten into the story, and related it to his own experience, so he felt even more stifled.

How heroic was his rampage in the Heavenly Palace back then?! He was only suppressed for five hundred years, so how could he be so respectful and lose his spirit?! In the end, he was subdued by some Western Paradise Buddha?!

In the eyes of Wuzhiqi, who was strong-willed and directly blocked King Yu, this made the previous rampage in the Heavenly Palace seem like a joke.

Wuzhiqi directly searched for the Great Sage Equaling Heaven on this video website, his anger soaring. He had to find out where that great demon Sun Wukong, who had lost his original heroism for some reason, was. After he got out, he planned to fight this Great Sage Equaling Heaven first, beat the monkey up, and then go find Hebo to settle scores.

He actually found it, and his anger surged as he swept his gaze over that line of text.

"The Great Sage Equaling Heaven Sun Wukong, a fictional character in a novel, one of the prototypes."

"Huaiwo Water Lord, Wuzhiqi."

Wuzhiqi: "…………"

……………………

The next day, Wei Yuan woke up to the sound of Daoist scriptures being chanted in the morning, a practice unique to Daoist sects.

He lazily stretched, only a little curious that Wuzhiqi had not tried to enter his dreams. After washing up, he walked out of the Scripture Repository, feeling refreshed and invigorated. He was about to look out at the distant scenery from a high place when he suddenly saw several Daoists walking up the Weiming Sect's mountain gate with a box.

Wei Yuan was slightly stunned, then understood.

The item used to lure the Taiping Dao had arrived.

ps: Today's second update, three thousand words………

Half past twelve, not bad……

Thanks to Killer Holy Monk's myriad reward, thank you~