Chapter 142 Monkey Wine and Little Daoshi

Wei Yuan saw that Wuzhiqi had basically figured out how to use the phone.

He pointed to the power bank and explained, "This kind of device needs electricity to work. When this place turns red, it means the power is seriously low and needs to be charged. You can control the Huai River to avoid this seal, and this thing is a creation of modern Taoism, so it can function normally even underwater."

"Use this to understand the outside world during this time."

"I'm afraid I'll have to go out for a trip soon."

"When I come back, I'll come here to see you again."

Wuzhiqi nodded indifferently, just waved his hand, indicating that Wei Yuan should do as he pleased.

Wei Yuan relied on his water manipulation skills to return to Quanshi via the waterway.

Wuzhiqi, in the depths of the Huai River, was already accustomed to the quiet of thousands of years, but after closing his eyes for a long time, he couldn't help but open the phone out of curiosity. He used a water-repelling spell to guide the water away from the phone, and while trying out this new gadget, he drank wine.

The most popular topic on the internet now is the Huai River flowing into the sea.

Correspondingly, the popularity of the Monkey King, whose prototype was based on Wuzhiqi, has risen. Wuzhiqi stumbled upon a fan-made CG of "Havoc in Heaven" and was quite interested in the armor-clad, awe-inspiring Monkey King.

His era didn't have these creations.

Soon, this CG and the strong liquor were all consumed.

It wasn't satisfying.

Neither the wine nor the picture.

Wuzhiqi tried it out and skillfully found a video file system with more content.

The previous CG was only three minutes long, but this one was hundreds of times longer. Moreover, Wuzhiqi, who was already familiar with the writing of this era, saw that there was a great deal of content after "Havoc in Heaven." So, this unruly water god from the Primordial Era was rarely interested and wanted to see what happened to that monkey afterward.

The strong liquor was already gone.

Wuzhiqi sat cross-legged on the bottom of the water and, without thinking, opened another thing that looked like black liquid. Using the magnifying effect of the water bubbles, he easily used the phone as a source to create a larger and more realistic picture.

Wuzhiqi tilted his head back and took a swig of the drink.

He was stunned for a moment.

Then he took another sip.

He licked his lips.

Head back.

Glug, glug.

In his era, wine was only in its infancy, the Sage of Tea had not yet been born, and sweetness only existed in fruits. Wuzhiqi lowered his head, looked at the drink, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Good wine."

He thought for a while and praised it for once.

Then, leaning against the stone pillar that locked him, he opened a new bottle and, while drinking this 'wine', saw the three large characters that appeared on the screen, "Journey to the West."

...

Wei Yuan returned to the museum.

After going back and forth, he asked Hu Ming, who was wearing a long gown and looked refined and knowledgeable, in the bookstore, and learned that Su Yu'er had actually returned to school directly. Clearly, she didn't want to face that bronze jue from the Shang Dynasty in the short term. The flower shop opposite was still closed, apparently because even for the Celestial Maiden who had been sealed and dormant for those years, it would take time to recover.

After thinking about it, the matter at hand had been resolved.

It would be better to go to the Weiming Sect first and master the imperial edict talisman on the back of his hand as soon as possible.

Wei Yuan took out his phone, flipped through it, and found Xuan Yi's number. If he remembered correctly, after that evil Taoist's beast creation incident, the injured Xuan Yi had returned to the Weiming Sect to recuperate. It was also for this reason that he could be so relieved to let Zhang Xiaoyu, who was a living corpse, live and study in the holy land of Taoism.

He called Xuan Yi, exchanged pleasantries, and explained his intention to borrow some of the Taoist scriptures.

Xuan Yi on the other end of the phone seemed to have asked his elders and then replied, "Curator Wei, you have helped us a lot. There is no problem with this matter, but when will you come to our mountain gate..."

Wei Yuan said, "I might go today."

Xuan Yi pondered for a moment and said, "Then Curator Wei, this disciple has a request."

Wei Yuan could hear the solemnity in Xuan Yi's tone and asked in surprise, "What is it?"

Xuan Yi said, "I wonder if Curator Wei knows about the Celestial Book that the Great Virtuous Teacher Zhang Jiao relied on to make his name, the *Taiping Yaoshu* (Book of Great Peace)?"

Wei Yuan was slightly stunned and recalled that when he was in Qingqiu Country, he had captured that evil Taoist who spread evil arts. According to Qingqiu Country, this evil Taoist had practiced the *Taiping Yaoshu*, but he had not followed the orthodox methods of the Taiping Dao, but had taken a shortcut, almost to the point of being an evil path.

Xuan Yi didn't know that the capture of the evil Taoist was related to Wei Yuan, but only said, "The matter of Xiaoyu'er's father should also be related to this evil Taoist who practiced the *Taiping Yaoshu*. After we obtained their identities, the Zheng Yi Mengwei (Orthodox Oneness Alliance) took action several times and successfully removed the Taiping Dao's base in Jiangnan Dao."

"Several evil cultivators with high levels of cultivation were no match for the Five Thunder Technique and were all captured."

"However, that can only be considered their main altar in Jiangnan Dao. Outside of that place, there are still scattered evil Taoist cultivators. Originally, there was no way to capture them all, but under this main altar, we discovered a special magical artifact that is of great significance to the Taiping Dao. They cannot give it up."

"Therefore, several elders plan to use a trick to lure them out."

"Let a group of disciples with enough cultivation to protect themselves **** this item to lure them out."

"Eliminating demons and defending the Dao is originally the path that my Zheng Yi Mengwei disciples take. All the disciples have no regrets, but even so, this disciple is still a little worried about those fellow disciples... Curator Wei, you have a high level of cultivation, but you look about the same age as us. The Taiping Dao definitely doesn't know the senior's cultivation."

"I boldly request that the senior can **** this item to the capital with those fellow disciples, so that those fellow disciples will definitely be safe."

Xuan Yi finished speaking in one breath, slightly uneasy.

He originally didn't intend to trouble Wei Yuan, but since the latter happened to be coming, he had this intention.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and agreed, saying, "Okay, no problem."

Xuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him, "Thank you, senior."

After talking for a while and agreeing on when he would arrive at the mountain gate, he ended the call.

Wei Yuan agreed to Xuan Yi because he had some grudges to settle with these evil cultivators, and secondly, he, Wei, was very short of merit, very short. The most important point was that he wanted to see the Weiming Sect's scriptures. It was a favor to protect his disciples once, which was considered repaying the karma.

Wei Yuan looked at the magic sword on the wall and took out the guqin case.

He put the Eight-Sided Han Sword on the upper layer and the magic sword of Zhang Daoling on the lower layer of the guqin case. He wore the broken sword behind his waist and put the high-powered gun in a hidden holster. He asked Lei if it wanted to go with him, but unexpectedly, the latter refused without hesitation.

It licked its paws and said, "I also have important things to do."

"I have to settle some grudges."

Wei Yuan saw that it was serious and, although he didn't understand what kind of grudges this lazy beast had, he had to go alone. Although the Weiming Sect was a little far away, with the help of modern technology, the high-speed rail was well-connected, and it wouldn't take much time to get there from Quanshi.

After Wei Yuan left, the black cat, Lei, immediately stopped licking its paws.

It ran quickly on the streets of Quanshi.

It used an invisibility spell to sneak into an internet cafe. Lei had a small jade talisman on its neck. This was given to it by Zhang Ruosu. When Lei caused losses to mortals, Zhang Ruosu would find out, and disciples of the Tianshi Mansion would have to helplessly clean up the mess for this beast that had been in the Tianshi Mansion for five hundred years.

Lei naturally didn't know about this.

It was just extremely excited and slapped the power button with its paw.

Game, start!

Account, log in!

Search, friend!

Request, solo!

Museum.

The lock on the box opened, accompanied by the nodding of the Qijia Army soldier souls who were pruning the soul-nurturing wood.

The red embroidered shoes suddenly jumped out of the coffin and then walked briskly to the computer. The water ghost and the Qijia Army soldier souls crowded around, and the painter who died from eating pesticides also joined in the fun. Two paper dolls appeared with paper musical instruments used for cheering, standing next to the computer, puffing up their cheeks and blowing, constantly cheering.

Only the black iron scissors wanted to come out but couldn't, and the sound of "click, click" seemed to be cursing loudly.

The Shang Dynasty bronze jue stared blankly at the museum, which was in chaos after the curator left.

It was at a loss for words.

It saw the pair of light red embroidered shoes change direction. One shoe gently tapped the ground with its toe, its heel raised, and the other slightly lifted. It vaguely seemed to see a delicate and elegant girl, holding the corners of her skirt with both hands, bowing slightly to herself. Then the pair of shoes jumped onto the keyboard.

It changed its previous elegance.

It was like a powerful dancer.

It lightly spewed out 'greetings' that shocked the old antiques.

The water ghost slapped the table and said heroically, "Beat him!"

...

When the sun was setting, Wei Yuan arrived at the Weiming Sect.

He saw Zhang Xiaoyu waiting quietly in front of the mountain gate. The little girl had changed into a loose Taoist robe and tied her hair into a small bun. Because of the soul-nurturing wood, she looked like an ordinary little Taoist. Next to her were Xuan Yi, dressed as a Taoist, and Zhao Yi, whom he had met before.

However, Zhao Yi was not dressed as a Taoist but in modern clothes, wearing a pair of sunglasses.

Zhao Yi and Xuan Yi took the initiative to greet him.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Wei Yuan and said, "Uncle Wei..."

Wei Yuan saw that the sadness on her face had disappeared, smiled, reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, "I came to see you. Have you been good during this time, Xiaoyu'er?"

"These things are for you from those guys in the museum."

He smiled and lifted the backpack in his hand, which contained happy water and fallen leaves from the soul-nurturing wood, and a painting, which was put together by the ghosts in the museum. Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes widened slightly, a smile appeared on her face, she hugged the backpack in her arms, and then took Wei Yuan's hand. Wei Yuan slowed down and walked with Zhang Xiaoyu, listening to the little girl talk about her experiences in the Taoist sect during this time.

It wasn't until the time of the Taoist evening class that Zhang Xiaoyu reluctantly left.

Wei Yuan looked at Zhang Xiaoyu sitting among a group of little Taoists, looking no different from them, just an ordinary child. He sighed softly and looked at Xuan Yi and Zhao Yi next to him, sighing, "I'm grateful to you two for taking care of Xiaoyu here."

"Senior is too polite, this is what we should do."

"How is she doing here?"

Xuan Yi smiled and replied, "Xiaoyu'er has a very good personality. Even the uncle who didn't want her to come before can't find fault with her. Now, on the contrary, the uncle dotes on her the most. He always has a stern face towards us, but he will buy snacks for Xiaoyu'er to eat."

"She has a good relationship with her peers, but there is one thing."

Wei Yuan was surprised, "Did she have conflicts with her fellow disciples?"

Xuan Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "That's not the case."

"There is a little fellow from the Maoshan Sect who came to the Weiming Sect for exchange and cultivation."

"With the soul-nurturing wood card that senior gave, no one else can see that Xiaoyu'er is different, but that little fellow from the Maoshan Sect has a family background and can see a little problem. She treats Xiaoyu'er as a living zombie, and she has been thinking about putting a talisman on Xiaoyu'er every day, putting her in a coffin, and burying her in the ground."

"However, Xiaoyu'er was taught a battlefield swordsmanship by senior, and that little Maoshan Sect girl didn't get any advantage either."

Wei Yuan was just about to say when he had taught Xiaoyu'er swordsmanship when he suddenly thought that the little fellow had stayed in the museum for a long time. When he was cultivating, the Qijia Army soldier souls were taking care of this little fellow. Now it seemed that during that time, the ghosts in the museum taught her something.

They were probably worried that Xiaoyu'er would be bullied on the mountain.

Wei Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

However, with the soul-nurturing wood card and Xuan Yi's relationship, Zhang Xiaoyu's safety in the Weiming Sect could be assured.

Xuan Yi was already an ordained disciple.

After the evening class ended, Xiaoyu'er was the first to run out. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Wei Yuan was still there. Then, a little girl who looked a little arrogant and was wearing a Taoist robe stood up and searched for Zhang Xiaoyu. Then she discovered Wei Yuan, slightly stunned, and then walked over quickly.

She looked up at Wei Yuan and said, "You are Zhang Xiaoyu's... guardian?"

She chose a term that was not easy to make mistakes, and then put her little hands on her hips, glared, and said, "Don't you know that life and death are different..."

Wei Yuan casually took out a snack and handed it over, "I know, do you want to eat snacks?"

"Ah, thank you."

The little girl subconsciously took it, a smile appeared on her face, and she thanked him. Then her movements froze, and she waved her hand angrily, "No, not snacks, I mean, you have to know that it is important for the dead to rest in peace, you can't..."

Wei Yuan nodded again and handed over a bottle of happy water, politely saying, "I also want to thank you for being friends with my Xiaoyu'er."

"I'm not by her side, so I have to rely on you friends."

"No, no, no, you're too polite..."

The little Taoist who was obviously from a strict family subconsciously returned the greeting.

Then her movements froze.

Zhang Xiaoyu quietly stuck her tongue out at her.

The little Taoist from the Maoshan Sect widened her eyes, extremely angry. In the end, she wanted to throw away the snacks and happy water in her hands, and say a cool harsh word before leaving, but she couldn't bear to. After all, what child could refuse happy water? She had to leave the words "Zhang Xiaoyu, you wait" and ran away in a panic, holding the snacks and happy water.

Wei Yuan laughed and said, "Still a child."

"She can see Xiaoyu's situation, it seems that she has a high talent."

Xuan Yi said, "Yes, the child of the Lin family from the Maoshan Sect, she is highly expected."

"Senior Wei, the evening class is over, please come this way..."

Led by Xuan Yi, he went to pay respects to the seniors of the Weiming Sect as a formality. Then, Xuan Yi and the others took him to the place where the Taoist scriptures were stored. Xuan Yi led the way in front, apologetically saying, "Senior, the Taoist scriptures contain the fundamental laws of my Weiming Sect and the Zheng Yi Dao (Orthodox Oneness Sect), so we can only open up some altars for rituals and basic methods to you..."

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "That's fine."

In fact, Zhao Yi also knew the concerns of the elders, but after all, they had a relationship with Wei Yuan, and it was a bit embarrassing in this situation. So, he deliberately complained, "Those old guys are too stingy. Opening up the altars for rituals is not because senior doesn't have our Zheng Yi Dao's register? It's useless to look at it. I am considered a disciple of the Weiming Sect, but without the register, those altars are useless. It's useless to look at it..."

His voice suddenly stopped.

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Wei Yuan next to him, saying, "Senior, you don't have a register, do you?"

Wei Yuan's movements didn't change, and he turned his head and smiled, saying, "Register?"

"What are you talking about? Of course not."

Zhao Yi: "..."

Xuan Yi: "..."

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