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Chapter 839 I Want to Dream of Wu Yue

The objects that Ouyang Rong hid in the Peach Blossom Spring painting were a bit messy.

Ever since he saw Li Xian and his group off and returned to the capital, and since he returned to Xunyang City, he had hardly looked at them. They were all piled up in the scroll.

Some are old items, and some are spoils captured from the Battle of Shuangfeng Peak.

In the past, he would have checked it out with great interest and carefully considered its uses.

But now, I feel lazy and uninterested.

People often say that seeing things reminds you of people.

But if we don't pull ourselves together, how can we move forward? How can we stay where we are?

"What's coming will eventually come, what's going will eventually go, and we have to face it. Well, Brother Huaimin is fully responsible, and I have been a little slack because of this..."

In front of the desk, Ouyang Rong, who had just gotten up late at night and put on his clothes, murmured to himself. After a moment of self-reflection, he continued to take out the objects in the painting.

First he took out a bronze mask and a golden evil mask.

They are the Mirage Mask and the Square Mask.

We are all old friends.

The former can be used to disguise oneself and move forward, adapting to the Taoist vein of the alchemist in Ouyang Rong's body.

But from Cui Hao's tone, it seems that with this mask, after changing his appearance, he can also use the Taoist spiritual energy possessed by the fake body.

This is a bit scary.

It is similar to the purple mist of merit that can change in an unpredictable way.

However, to fully unleash its power, one needs to master the complete Qi-refining technique of this Taoism.

Ouyang Rong thought about it and decided that the most promising channel at the moment was still Cui Hao.

It’s a pity that this “old guy” always likes to keep people in suspense. When Ouyang Rong asked him before leaving, he just smiled and said “definitely next time”.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, um, big foxes, little foxes, what are they singing about?

The latter was originally seized from the fortune-tellers of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory. It is specially used to defeat spirits and monsters. Last time, I saw Xiao Mo using it in a wonderful way. It seems that it can also help people see the spirits of dead souls.

Ouyang Rong was still exploring whether there were any more uses, but he had forgotten to ask Rong Zhen before.

Judging from the attitude of the people from the Imperial Observatory, this thing should be quite valuable. I heard that due to its restraint, it is easily destroyed by rare big monsters, so there are not many left in the world.

Ouyang Rong placed the two masks on the upper left corner of the table.

Glancing at the mirage mask, Ouyang Rong searched through the painting and found a letter written in blood.

Left behind by Cui Hao before he left.

Find a way to summon his relic once again.

Ouyang Rong, who had already browsed it, put it aside for the time being and placed it together with the two masks.

Ouyang Rong fumbled again and took out half a roll of withered scriptures.

The words "Zhen Gao" can be vaguely seen on the cover.

This was the source of Ouyang Rong's learning of the Shangqing secret skills, but he had already memorized the contents by heart, and now he was using it to tear paper and make red and black talismans.

He fumbled again and took out two tubes of spiritual ink.

It was "confiscated" from Xiao Mojing.

Ouyang Rong took out the "Zhen Gao" and tore off two pages from the back, putting them together with the two tubes of spiritual ink.

Put them all aside for now.

Ouyang Rong reached into the painting and after a while he took out a pill box.

There is the Taiqing Longhu Mountain mark on the box.

Ouyang Rong opened a corner of the pill box and glanced at the two pills inside.

One is emerald green and has a strange fragrance, the other is dark brown and has a foul odor.

It was given to him by Li Guoer who "suddenly felt guilty".

The former is a healing elixir.

Although the latter is inconspicuous, it is extraordinary. It is a golden elixir that can transform one into an ordinary person.

After receiving it, Ouyang Rong refused to take it.

He was not in a hurry for the time being. Even if he took it now, his cultivation would not improve at all and there would be no immediate effect.

Because he had not yet comprehended the true meaning of the [Emperor Wen] sword technique and could not comprehend its magical power, the sword wielder's spiritual energy in his Dao meridians remained at the initial seventh level, making it impossible to make any progress.

It is best to wait before taking this golden elixir. It is best to use it at the moment when you understand the true meaning of the sword technique.

One plus one is greater than two, and maybe it can help him go further.

Ouyang Rong carefully put the pill box aside.

He fumbled again, and after a while, he grabbed a snow-white sword from the painting.

He squinted slightly.

"Zhishuang" of Miss Zhishuang.

When Ouyang Rong took it out of the painting, Zhishuang trembled, and a snow-white halo emerged from the sword.

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes and watched, but did nothing.

The next moment, a Kuixing Talisman suddenly appeared on the snow-white sword.

I saw that the Kuixing Talisman was like a slender dragon, winding around the entire sword from top to bottom, and the runes were dark gold and flowing slowly.

This scene is like a prisoner trying to break free from his chains but to no avail.

This is also the reason why Ouyang Rong dared to take it out.

If it were in the past, this sword would have "rebelled" long ago.

However, Ouyang Rong expected that even if Miss Zhishuang sensed it, she would not dare to come, unless Jianze had some new tricks. Before she was defeated, Miss Zhishuang felt that she was "OK" and ignited her fighting spirit to challenge him, the "Master of Butterfly Love Flower" again...

Ouyang Rong thought about it and pointed his index finger at the Kuixing symbol on the sword.

The purple mist of merit in his body was quickly consumed, and more than a hundred merits were injected. The Kuixing Talisman shone brightly, and the dark gold rune became golden for a moment.

Zhishuang immediately let out a trembling cry.

It felt like being violated by Ouyang Rong's finger.

At the same time, Ouyang Rong, who tapped the sword lightly, felt that his index finger seemed to penetrate into the depths of the snow-white sword along with the Kuixing Talisman.

It's like walking into a cottony mud, sometimes freezing cold, sometimes warm and hot.

However, not long after he went deeper, he felt an obstruction.

There was a cold and unyielding spirit in the snow-white sword that was resisting stubbornly, and it "bite" his finger fiercely, but it could not do anything about the invasion of the finger protected by the Kuixing Talisman. However, it resisted stubbornly. This character... was vaguely familiar.

You are worthy of being called Miss Zhishuang.

Ouyang Rong felt that by continuing to consume his merits, he could try to destroy this spirit, or even crush her.

I wonder what impact this will have on Miss Zhishuang who is far away in the world.

After thinking about it, Ouyang Rong gave up temporarily.

There wasn't much merit to begin with, so there was no need to waste it on this. It would hurt others and not benefit yourself, and it wouldn't help him locate Miss Zhishuang and Jianze.

Besides, he doesn't need this Zhishuang.

Ouyang Rong let go again and threw the snow-white sword aside.

Zhishuang seemed to be scared. After escaping from someone's sexual touch, she calmed down, fearing that she would attract his attention again.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and looked at the drawing paper.

There isn't much left in the painting.

Apart from the Mohist sword box, there was only a few other items left.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, took out the Mohist sword case first, and checked the craftsmanship.

The little guy lay quietly in the box.

The thread of thunder essence on it has not diminished in the slightest, and the ancient pattern of thunder punishment is printed on the sword, like a mountain pressing down on one's head.

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and felt that [Craftsman] was in a low mood.

Since it was born by the Butterfly Creek, it has never encountered anything that restrains it so much, nor has it lived such a frustrating life.

The little guy looked like he had lost all hope in life.

Ouyang Rong was about to take out a small piece of purple cloth that had been washed to a pale color to encourage it, but he paused.

He thought about it and decided to do it.

A bit inappropriate.

After all, in the Battle of Twin Peaks, he was the one who stole the limelight, while it was the little guy who was struck by lightning.

Ouyang Rong's eyes calmed down and fell on the ancient pattern of thunder punishment on [Arc]. Anything that can suppress the Mythical Ding Sword must also be a mythical thing.

Before the Battle of Shuangfeng Peak, the so-called thunder punishment seemed to exist only in legends. It was the first time that Ouyang Rong and the people of Shuangfeng Peak saw it.

As Cui Hao said helplessly, no one knew how many dirty things had gathered at the Shuangfeng Peak that day. Of course, Cui Hao and Tao Yuanming, who had "come back from the dead", were also among the dirty things in a sense, and were not tolerated by heaven and earth, and deserved to be "struck by lightning."

But they came down as gods, hiding well, but there are Song Mama, Xue Zhongzhu, Wu Daozi and other people who love to self-destruct...

Ouyang Rong quietly accompanied the little fellow for a while before closing the sword case. His eyes turned to the last object in the painting.

There was silence at the table for a while, and then the young man reached out and took it out.

Place it on the table in front of you.

It was a string of copper coins, strung together with a worn hemp rope.

This was the money Zhao's mother and aunt earned from selling the embroiderer.

It was also given by the previous queen of Yunmeng Jianze. Zhao's mother and aunt have always been reluctant to use it and have kept it until now.

According to the truth that the aunt told before they left that day, she and Zhao's mother did not sell the embroiderer because they were short of money or hated her. In order to protect her, they were afraid that she would be put into a pig cage by the clan members who strictly abided by the etiquette and laws...

From the perspective of Buddhist cause and effect, the fate between the embroiderer and him was influenced by this piece of money.

The so-called dependent origination and emptiness of nature.

This string of copper coins is a cause of fate.

The origin of Yunmeng Jianze.

So, according to Buddhist principles, what you begin with is what you should end with.

Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment, then took out an ice-white jade hairpin, a natal jade pendant, a skirt knife, and a compass from the clothes rack in the inner room.

These are all the things he carried with him.

The bronze compass was used to communicate between Zhang Shixiu and the Sanqing Taoist sect.

But at the moment, Zhang Shixiu couldn't help him either, and he couldn't find any clues about the Yunmeng Yue girl.

Ouyang Rong placed the four items and the money together, touching them from time to time.

The eyes are deep.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep outside the window. A handsome young man sat quietly in front of a desk with a light on for a stick of incense.

He suddenly put a string of coins and a compass into the painting.

All other items were carefully put back one by one.

The Peach Blossom Spring map is controlled by the Kuixing Talisman. Although it consumes some merit purple mist each time it is activated, it is simple and convenient, and you don't have to recite the piano as stupidly as before.

Ouyang Rong only left behind the ice-white jade hairpin, skirt knife and natal jade pendant, stood up and walked away, placing them next to the clothes rack.

This is for everyday carry.

In addition, there were two tubes of spiritual ink and two pages of yellowed scripture paper left on the table.

Without looking at them, Ouyang Rong immediately closed his eyes and entered the Tower of Merit.

Inside the tower, the bell of blessing has been silent for a long time.

Ouyang Rong looked at the cyan and gold characters above the small wooden fish.

【Merit: 1,831】

Last time, he exchanged for a "Golden Blessing with Peach Blossoms" worth four thousand merits, which cleared all his stored merits to zero.

Until recently, good news came from Luoyang, and the merits of the little wooden fish increased by more than one thousand.

As for the more than 800 extra merits, except for the sporadic feedback from the low-rent housing in Zheyiqu, Shuangfengjian and Xingzifang, most of them were "accidentally obtained".

This is also a strange thing that Ouyang Rong encountered recently:

In broad daylight, one could often hear a series of wooden fish sounds.

It doesn't look like it has anything to do with Li Xian and his group in Luoyang, and every time the merit increases, it increases by one or two hundred.

There is a hidden pattern in the inexplicable.

I don’t know where it came from.

It has happened three or four times already. Up to now, the accumulated merit has increased by nearly 800 points, but there is no sign of stopping. I think there will be more during the day tomorrow...

In any case, it is definitely not the stable growth created by the Folding Wing Canal, Double Peak, etc., because it has already been calculated.

Ouyang Rong was a little confused.

Could it be that something happened in the capital that he didn't know about, and that his junior sister and Li Xian's family were still giving him positive feedback on merit?
After thinking for a long time without any clue, Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Anyway, being able to increase merit is a good thing after all. If you can't figure it out, just ignore it. The merit you gain is real, so don't miss it.

Ouyang Rong took one last look at his merit value before turning around and leaving the Merit Tower.

When I opened my eyes, Ouyang Rong was still sitting at the table.

He leaned forward and picked up a wolf-hair brush specially used for drawing talismans from the pen holder.

After taking a deep breath, he began to use spiritual ink to draw talismans on the yellowed paper of the scripture.

It is a red and black talisman.

Before parting with Li Xian and his group last time, Ouyang Rong used the remaining tube of spiritual ink to draw a red and black talisman.

He mixed it with wine and made Li Dalang swallow it.

Ouyang Rong has used the divine pardon order many times and is now considered an old hand.

He used the red and black talisman first. It wouldn't consume his three thousand merit points immediately anyway, so he kept it in Li Dalang's stomach for now.

Just like the talisman left by old Taoist Priest Yuan.

If Li Dalang and the others encountered danger or emergency, the wooden Buddhist beads left with Dalang would be a surprise backup plan.

However, for safety reasons, Ouyang Rong had to quickly accumulate three thousand merits, otherwise it would be useless for Dalang to recite the mantra from a distance.

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong became more and more curious about the recent increase of two or three hundred merits in the little wooden fish.

Where did it come from? Can I use it to gain some merit?

Speaking of which, now that Junior Sister and Ms. Rong are gone, he has one less "bullying bag" who can steadily gain merit from him.

Ouyang Rong was silent for a while, then continued to draw talismans at his desk.

About two cups of tea later, he leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief.

A red and black talisman, completed successfully.

After drinking a sip of herbal tea, he took out the remaining piece of scripture paper and continued drawing talismans.

Soon, following the same method, another red and black talisman was completed.

Ouyang Rong put a red and black talisman into his arms and carried it with him.

Another red and black talisman was stuffed into the scroll and safely stored away along with many of the family's belongings.

After winding up the scroll with a rope, Ouyang Rong raised his head and glanced around the dim and lonely study.

I originally planned to further study and improve the Kuixing Talisman.

At this moment, the movement paused.

Somewhat uninterested.

While I was sitting in meditation, the window next to the table creaked softly and was "knocked open" from the outside.

A white sturgeon, emitting white fluorescence, gently wagged its tail in the night breeze and swam into the house from outside the window.

It's back again.

"Dabai" circled Ouyang Rong and turned around twice in excitement.

Ouyang Rong borrowed the paper and pen on the table, drew a Kuixing Talisman, injected more than a hundred merits of purple mist, threw it into the air, and fed it to the white sturgeon.

After eating the Kuixing Talisman, the white sturgeon wagged its tail happily, its shape becoming more agile, and it bumped the back of his hand affectionately.

Ouyang Rong blew out the lonely lamp, got up and went back to the house.

When I passed the closet, I heard a little black spirit mumbling in his sleep:
"Little Rongzi, protect the emperor, huh? Why are you holding my bellyband?"

Ouyang Rong stopped walking for a moment. He did not cover the little black spirit who loved to kick the quilt. He returned to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down. He heard the little white-haired girl mumbling in her sleep again:

"Sister Xiu Niang, please come back soon. Tan Lang has been waiting for you here as promised..."

In the darkness, the young man stood up with his upper body in silence for a moment.

He stretched out a hand, covered the little white-haired girl with the quilt, tucked her feet back, and then lay down.

This night.

Ouyang Rong had a dream.

(End of this chapter)