Chapter 69 Conspiracy

Wei Yuan picked up a piece of pickled radish, took a bite, crisp and crunchy, then shoveled two more mouthfuls of rice, and picked up two slices of meat. His expression was normal. After a moment of deathly silence on the other side, the two people and a cat started coughing violently. The old Taoist almost choked on his mouthful of rice.

It took a long time to stop coughing.

The little Taoist's face was flushed red.

The Daitengu's mind had already turned to mush.

Zhu Jiuyin?

Which Zhu Jiuyin was it?

The drum, what drum was being beaten?

The old Taoist finally calmed down, looked at Wei Yuan, who was eating his food as if nothing had happened, and then looked at the food on the table. His mouth twitched.

Was this your purpose for taking the initiative to cook?

Now, looking at the food in his bowl, he didn't know whether to eat it or not.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Ruosu put down his chopsticks and said:

"Let me ask a few questions first..."

"Zhu Jiuyin, is that *the* Zhu Jiuyin? The one who supports the Nine Netherworlds and illuminates day and night?"

"Of course."

"The drum… is that the one recorded in the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*, the son of Zhu Jiuyin, the original god of Zhongshan?"

"Yes."

"You want me to help you eliminate the resentment left by the drum?"

Wei Yuan nodded.

Zhang Ruosu took a deep breath and slowly said, "I understand."

He shouted, "A Xuan!"

The young Taoist priest subconsciously looked up, "Huh?"

"See the guest out!"

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Seeing the old Taoist's expression as if he wanted to kick him out himself, Wei Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand to stop the old Taoist's movements and explained, "It's not the real drum. That fierce god has already been诛杀 (zhusha, executed) by Emperor Yao. All we need to do is resolve the obsession left by the drum. Zhang Daoyou, you should be good at this kind of thing, right?"

"Besides, I have something left by Zhu Jiuyin here."

"I'm not afraid the drum won't come."

Wei Yuan shook his hand and placed the divine dagger from the Age of Gods on the table.

It was simple and heavy, with a sharp aura of its own.

It was a sharp weapon from the ancient *Classic of Mountains and Seas* era. It immediately attracted the attention of the two people and a cat. The old man frowned.

The Daitengu's hair stood on end, and his heart trembled as if he had seen a terrifying beast.

Wei Yuan slowly said, "This is a weapon used by the drum when he was young. We can set up an ambush first, and then try to use the aura of this dagger to attract the drum. When the time comes, we can find more allies to join us."

"After all, the drum is no longer the fierce god he once was, just a remnant of resentment. This is not an impossible thing to do."

Zhang Ruosu frowned and stroked his beard.

The fierce beast Gu, which can cause natural disasters, is active in the human world, especially since it has some connections with the Shenzhou people. Of course, he also wants to get rid of this fierce beast.

Wei Yuan has come up with a plan that seems feasible.

Compared to encirclement and interception, the possibility of success is higher.

Wei Yuan continued, "As for the matter of being bait, leave it to me."

"Oh? Can Wei Daoyou ensure his own safety?"

"I can."

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed it to his heart, feeling that Zhu Long's aura still existed at his heart.

He now understood somewhat the reason why Zhu Jiuyin gave him this aura.

On the one hand, it was to heal his injuries.

On the other hand, leaving an aura behind would interfere with the resentment left by the drum when fighting against it. In the worst case scenario, with this aura representing Zhu Jiuyin, the drum might not be able to strike a fatal blow. It could be considered a life-saving charm left for Wei Yuan.

Gods abide by contracts.

Perhaps Zhu Jiuyin chose to have him cook in order to give him this aura.

Wei Yuan had such a thought in his mind.

This was a very reasonable guess, in line with the character of the gods who value contracts, fairness, and justice.

But he always felt that Zhu Jiuyin might just want him to cook.

After cooking, he casually gave him an aura to complete the contract.

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

No, it shouldn't be like this…

That was Zhu Jiuyin.

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be…

After thinking for a long time and weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Ruosu stroked his beard and said:

"In that case, we can give it a try."

"I've heard that the fierce beast transformed from the drum is a bird, which can cause drought in a large area around it. I saw the news before that it was in the rainforest, and even in the rainy season of autumn, the rainforest experienced drought. Why don't we find a way to lure it to the sea? This can both curb its power and avoid unnecessary damage."

"I can't leave Longhu Mountain for too long, so I'm afraid we'll have to fight near the East Sea."

Wei Yuan nodded.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The plan in his heart was taking shape.

Use the dagger to lure the drum to the East Sea, away from the city; use the seawater illusion to curb its power, and then use the large-scale demon-suppressing formation of the Taoist sect. Finally, borrow a force from Wuzhiqi to fight against the enemy… The remaining power of the drum itself should be similar to the Xiang Liu's hatred in the Emperor's Pool.

Such a lineup should be enough to solve it.

Zhang Ruosu stroked his beard and said, "However, there are conditions to my agreeing to help you."

"First, you must devote yourself to the reconstruction of Wohu."

"Second… during this period, you have to help me perfect the *Nurturing Qi* technique."

The old Taoist paused, stretched out three fingers, and added:

"Also, you cook."

"Three meals."

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In the time it took to eat a meal, a plan was tentatively set for dealing with the fierce god Gu.

Wei Yuan continued to help perfect the *Nurturing Qi* technique until the evening before taking his leave. After Wei Yuan left, Zhang Ruosu was still pondering the operation of the *Nurturing Qi* technique. Wei Yuan had given Zhang Ruosu the two types of foundation-building methods used in Chaoge City.

Although that path of achieving gods through oneself was different from the Taoist methods, all cultivation, by different routes, leads to the same destination. The stones of other mountains can be used to polish jade. The old man still gained a lot of inspiration from it, optimizing part of the content of the *Nurturing Qi* technique, making the cultivator's physical strength after this technique was completed about 10% to 20% stronger than before it was optimized.

If one were to switch to martial arts techniques, it would be easier and simpler, and there would be more choices.

The old Taoist stroked his beard, lost in thought.

In that case, why not separate the selectable advancement directions for the techniques?

One type is better at souls and spells, and the other is better at martial arts and *qi* and blood.

Should we separate classes in high school?

Let the students choose whether to follow the path of souls and talismans, or the path of martial arts, just like choosing arts or sciences?

Making a choice in advance would be more beneficial to their future cultivation.

The old man was lost in thought, casually pulled over a piece of paper, and began to record his thoughts again.

It was when the moon was high in the sky that a knock on the door sounded.

"Shishu."

An old man with white hair walked in.

Zhang Ruosu said, "It's you… it's so late, what are you doing here?"

"You're old, you should go to rest earlier."

He even made a joke, but the Taoist who walked in had a solemn expression on his face and said, "Shishu, there is something that needs your decision. The Pure Land Sect and Tiantai Sect of Buddhism were attacked earlier."

"They have widely invited their fellow practitioners, claiming to gather the eight major sects of Mahayana Buddhism."

"Now it seems that except for the Chan Sect, which has no news, the other seven major sects of Mahayana have responded to the invitation, and true monks have arrived at Tiantai Mountain. It is still unknown what their plans are. I have asked, and they only said that they want to discuss Buddhist doctrines to resist demons."

Zhang Ruosu frowned, then his eyebrows relaxed and he said:

"No matter what their plans are."

"As long as they are in my Shenzhou, do not violate laws and discipline, and do not kill or set fires, I will not bother with them."

"My Longhu Mountain is not an overbearing place. Can I control people from holding gatherings themselves? They naturally have this freedom."

"Go back to sleep."

The old Taoist sent the disciple away, gently tapping the table with his palm, and refocused his attention on the *Nurturing Qi* technique. The world has changed drastically, and the countries are competing with each other. The comprehensive popularization of cultivation will be the most critical step for Shenzhou to take the lead. This technique must be prepared well. The earlier it is, the earlier Shenzhou will have an advantage.

Only by being strong can there be peace and a future.

All other matters will have to wait until this matter is over before discussing them.

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Wei Yuan returned to the museum.

He also had a special mobile phone and an ID card for Feng Siyu's special operations team.

It was estimated that there would be one more shop on this old street. He didn't know what kind of shop Feng Siyu would choose.

However, he wouldn't be able to see the day the shop opened.

Starting tomorrow, he would have to spend some time punching in and out of work, going to Longhu Mountain every day to perfect the *Nurturing Qi* technique with the old Taoist Zhang Ruosu, and he also had to provide meals.

However, this was enough to exchange for helpers to deal with Gu.

The matter of the *Nurturing Qi* technique was something that should be done anyway.

He pushed open the door, and the sound of the bell was crisp. The water ghost poked his head out and said, "Boss, you're back?"

"Yeah, I'm back."

Wei Yuan put the things on the table and took off his coat, casually asking, "Did anyone come today?"

"People? No one."

The water ghost scratched his head and said, "It's just that Miss Jue came and looked at your collection for a long time."

"Yes, near that pottery pot."

Wei Yuan's movements froze instantly.

ps: Today's first update... the number of words is a little less, two thousand eight hundred words, thank you 丨麻雀丨 for the ten thousand reward, thank you~

It's really hard to maintain the routine, I'm spitting blood, I hope I can persevere.