Chapter 161 Taoist Priest's Duties

Even though they reached a consensus to help each other, Mu Xingqiu still couldn't see the Sword Washing Pool. He waited in a waterside pavilion built on the pond, which was only separated from the Sword Washing Pool by a few small peaks. These peaks were not much bigger than the towering trees on Pangshan Mountain. They surrounded the treasure of Yashan Mountain and blocked it inside.

The windows on all four sides of the waterside pavilion were open. The night wind was clear and the mist of the sky river outside could be seen. Dozens of tall unicorns walked around in the glowing mist, showing off their long horns to each other. They were the first layer of guards of the Sword Washing Pool.

"Golden-horned unicorns are proficient in water and can run at least twice as fast as horses on land. What's particularly magical is that they can smell the tension hidden deep in the hearts of those with bad intentions." Shen Jiyi introduced. He accompanied him in the waterside pavilion and tried to make the atmosphere more casual.

"Will Mu Songxuan be in danger?" Mu Xingqiu couldn't pretend to be calm anymore. If something unexpected happened, he would be the culprit who killed the bald man.

Baldy came to see the Qilin, but was cast into a coma by two Taoists and taken away. He would not have any memory of his experience in the sword-washing pool.

"I can't give you an absolute guarantee." Shen Jiyi leaned against the window frame, holding a small handful of nuts in his left hand, occasionally throwing one out, and the little Qilin under the water jumped out and swallowed the food accurately. "But under the personal supervision of the head of the Yashan Divine Engineering Department, there will never be any problems that shouldn't happen. Don't worry, you will see Mu Songxuan intact... Oh, sorry, I don't mean anything else."

Shen Jiyi laughed twice. The four words "intact" are indeed not suitable to describe Baldy. He threw all the nuts in his hand out, and the two young Qilin jumped out of the water together.

Mu Xingqiu walked to the window on the other side, looking at the Qilin patrolling back and forth, and could never get rid of the uneasiness in his heart.

Shen Jiyi looked at the Taoist priest from Pangshan with some curiosity, and found that he was becoming more and more unsure of Mu Xingqiu's character. "I heard that Yang Qingyin wants to have a mortal relationship with you."

Mu Xingqiu turned around suddenly, "I said. I won't help you to please her."

"I didn't ask you to help me, just to chat casually. It takes a while to wash the magic tools. In Mu Songxuan's case, it may take longer.

"No one knows Yang Qingyin's true thoughts. Her actions are often just a sudden whim. After a few days, she may even forget it." Mu Xingqiu replied vaguely.

"Haha, it's really unexpected that the Yang family can have such a descendant."

Mu Xingqiu looked at him in confusion, "Do you really want to... marry into the Yang family of Pangshan?"

"Marry into the Yang family?" Shen Jiyi seemed to have never heard of this word.

"The Taoist family does not have the so-called marriage in the secular world. If Yang Qingyin is willing, I will go to Pangshan to live for a few days every few years, let her get pregnant, and give birth to the descendants of the Yang family, that's all. "

Mu Xingqiu could hardly control the disgust on his face. If he said this in Yelin Town, he would definitely be considered treason or crazy. "Are you willing?"

"What's the matter? Yang Qingyin is not particularly outstanding in cultivation. But she has a unique personality and is likely to give birth to a great genius offspring. This is also the main reason why the Yang family chose her from so many children. There are not many Taoist families, and only 20 or 30 have continued for five generations. There are only five families that have exceeded ten generations, which brings a problem. The offspring are becoming more and more similar. Yang Qingyin is an accident. This accident will bring wonderful results. "

Shen Jiyi talked about Taoist families like an experienced horse appraiser talking about how to breed excellent foals. Mu Xingqiu could understand what he meant, but he felt more sympathetic to his mother. "You can also get along with ordinary disciples, or simply get along with mortals. "

"All of these have been tried, and they were tried a long time ago. Mortals don't remember these things, but the Taoist families record every relationship, and the results are not ideal. The most permanent Taoist families now only intermarry with each other. Only the descendants of the rising families like Lan Qizhang will choose their partners from ordinary disciples. I heard that some Taoists will form fake relationships with mortals without Taoist roots, but they rarely give birth to offspring. So Yang Qingyin's existence is precious. She is the daughter of Taoism and has the excellent qualities of the Yang family. At the same time, she has a unique personality and can bring some changes. It is her duty to give birth to as many offspring as possible with me. Sooner or later, she will understand this truth. "

Shen Jiyi said it very bluntly. It was no longer a casual chat. Mu Xingqiu had been dragged into this strange marriage of the Taoist family. "You don't know Yang Qingyin at all. "

"I know her more than you think. "Shen Jiyi's smile is like that of a Taoist priest who is hundreds of years old. He seems to have understood all the ways of the world and nothing can surprise him. "She likes to call herself old lady and likes to stir up trouble. She once made a unique magic weapon, which was destroyed on the spot. She stayed in Zhiyong Institute for two years, where she met you and several ordinary disciples. She seems to have special feelings for a disciple named Guan Shenyue, but that is not an ordinary fate. She has not experienced the tribulation of love, which is very obvious. "

"That is friendship. Guan Shenyue is our good friend."

"So that's it. There is friendship among Taoist priests. I will feel sorry for the dead, but I will not be sad. Grief is not conducive to practice. The heart of a Taoist priest is like..."

"The heart of a Taoist priest is like a mirror or a lake, reflecting the seven emotions and six desires, but not being moved by them. "

"Yes, that's what I mean. We are all Taoists, so Yang Qingyin will wake up. The demons will eventually break free from their shackles and return to the world. Before that, it is the Taoist family's unshirkable obligation to raise more geniuses. Geniuses may appear among ordinary people, but the chance is slim and unpredictable. Taoist families may also have useless descendants, but the probability of geniuses is higher. Zuo Liuying is also a descendant of the Taoist family. The Zuo surname is the fifth generation to him. Unfortunately, he refused to form a relationship and refused to give birth to the sixth generation. This is the misfortune of the Zuo family and the loss of the entire Taoist tradition."

Perhaps because it has existed for too long, some of the ideas of the Taoist family are quite different from those of ordinary people. Mu Xingqiu from Yelin Town can only understand this, but it is difficult to accept it. "You still don't understand Yang Qingyin. What she wants is freedom, and the two Shen families have been talking about obligations to her."

"She is still young." Shen Jiyi used this simple reason to explain all of Yang Qingyin's strange behaviors.

The two were silent for a while. Mu Xingqiu didn't want to get caught up in the weird thinking of the Taoist family, so he asked casually: "Is Yashan keeping the sword washing pool so strict because of the water theft incident decades ago?"

"Fifty-one years ago." Shen Jiyi's tone suddenly became serious, "A daring and reckless Taoist stayed in the sword washing pool for three days and three nights in the name of refining multiple magic tools, and secretly took away a bottle of pool water when he left."

"The sword washing pool is the treasure of Yashan. Not even a drop of water can leave Yashan, just like the Pangshan Patriarch Tower, where no one is allowed to take away a speck of dust."

The Taoist tradition's cherishment and obsession with certain magic tools is a bit strange in the eyes of ordinary people, but Mu Xingqiu is more accepting of it, just like the electric whip he kept in his sleeve, he would not give away a single hair.

"I guess Yashan has already recovered the bottle of water." Mu Xingqiu had never seen a so-called casual Taoist priest. He only knew that they were a group of people who had no chance to practice orthodox Taoism. Their inner elixir was impure and their magic power was very low. They would definitely not escape the pursuit of any Taoist sect.

Shen Jiyi was silent for a moment and gave an answer that surprised Mu Xingqiu, "This person hid in Qishan with the water bottle. Yashan sends Taoist priests to "protect" him every year. When we go to Qishan in a few days, we may see him."

Mu Xingqiu was surprised and suddenly thought that Yang Qingyin might be interested in this casual Taoist priest. He was about to ask his name and why he was in Qishan. Several Taoist priests came in the direction of Xijianchi, one of whom was holding the bald man who was still sleeping in his hands.

The Taoists entered the pavilion via a small bridge and returned the head to Mu Xingqiu. A skinny middle-aged Taoist said, "The head is in a very special condition. The soul is incomplete and entangled with a weak demon. It is a miracle that he can maintain his original will. The person who refined him into a magic weapon has deep magic power and great courage. It is also a miracle that he was not killed during the refining process."

The bald man was allowed by the law enforcement master of Pangshan Discipline Department to refine into a magic weapon. Not many people know about this, and Mu Xingqiu did not reveal it. He only cares about one thing, "Has the mark been washed off?"

The skinny said The Taoist sighed, "Only a part can be washed off. For safety reasons, we think it's better to wash off the remaining part of the mark after one or two years."

"Then his life..."

"No change for the time being. He will become more and more sleepy. It can't be said that he is sleeping, but he has lost consciousness. So after a year, at most three years, you have to bring him again."

"Thank you, I will definitely bring him here in a year."

"Yeah." The skinny Taoist stared at the Taoist of Pangshan for a while, as if he had something to say, but in the end he just nodded and said "The fire of Taoism will not go out", and led the other Taoists to leave together.

"Zhou Qianhui, the head of the Divine Engineering Department." Shen Jiyi said, looking at the backs of the Taoists.

It was a bit impolite to introduce after everyone had left, but Mu Xingqiu didn't care. He remembered the name firmly. After a year, he would ask this head for help again.

Seven more Taoists came, www. anh. ｃoｍ The brightness of the Tianhe mist around their waists and legs was particularly high, as if they felt some powerful power.

Shen Jiyi whispered, "The second one is coming soon."

Mu Xingqiu put the bald man's head on a table, found an empty space to stand, and prepared to accept the inspection of the Yashan Forbidden Secret Department.

Shen Jiyi left without any introduction. After the seven Taoists came in, they surrounded Mu Xingqiu directly, and no one spoke.

The seven people were tall and short, fat and thin. The only thing they had in common was that they looked very serious, as if they were facing a great enemy. Each of them held a magic weapon in his hand, including a mirror, a bell, a seal, a lamp, a bead, and a banner. One of them even held a half-human-high jade axe in both hands.

"Are we not going to fight?"

"You can cast spells at will, we just observe."

The way the Yashan Forbidden Secret Department observes the real and the illusion is completely different from Zuo Liuying.

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