PDLP Chapter 105 Master actually has a hidden treasure?
Chapter 105 Master actually has a hidden treasure?
After returning to his office and closing the door, President Qin dialed Aunt Hu's number.
The phone was answered after three rings.
A weary, anxious voice came from the other end of the line: "President Qin?"
"Hu Yun, it's me." President Qin's voice was steady. "I understand what you asked Zhao Tieshan to convey."
Hu Yun paused for two seconds, then spoke again, her voice trembling slightly with suppressed emotion: "President Qin, the matter of the spiritual energy revival has been fully revealed today, and cultivation will begin nationwide..."
"Our lineage of shamans has never been complete. In this world... as you know, it's becoming increasingly difficult to summon the spirits of the North, and the backlash is getting worse with each encounter."
She paused, her voice even lower: "If we can't find a way forward, our lineage of shamans... might really be doomed."
As President Qin listened, he sighed inwardly.
He understood Hu Yun's anxiety.
The lineage of shamans relies on a contract with "spirits," but in the hundreds of years of the Dharma-ending Age, many powerful spirits have either fallen into slumber, dissipated, or become extremely weak and irritable.
The current resurgence of spiritual energy is beneficial to orthodox traditions such as Taoism, but it is a disaster for traditions like shamanism that rely on external forces.
Because those immortals are also recovering, and during the recovery process, they don't reason like humans do.
An imbalance in the contract will only lead to increasingly severe backlash.
"Hu Yun," President Qin said slowly, "I understand how you feel, but as for Master Li... that's not something I can decide."
On the other end of the phone, Hu Yun's breath hitched.
"I understand, I understand..." she said repeatedly, "but Mr. Qin, I really have no other choice."
"If you don't help me get an introduction, I... I'll have no choice but to swallow my pride and kneel outside the Night's Watch headquarters with the orphans of all the shamans who have died in battle over the years!"
President Qin's expression changed.
"Hu Yun! What's wrong with you...?"
"I'm serious," Hu Yun said resolutely. "What does my old face matter for the future of the shamanic lineage? Those children... their parents died protecting the North. I can't just stand by and watch them have no way out!"
President Qin remained silent for a long time.
He could hear the resolute determination in Hu Yun's words.
The lineage of shamans has truly reached a dead end.
"Alright then," President Qin finally spoke, "I will visit Master Li in Lu County first thing tomorrow morning."
"You..." Hu Yun's voice trembled.
"You can come with me," President Qin said in a deep voice, "but I can't guarantee whether Master Li will be willing to see you."
"I can only pass on your message; as for the outcome... it depends on Master Li's decision."
On the other end of the phone, Hu Yun breathed a long sigh of relief.
The voice carried a sense of relief, but also a hint of trepidation.
"Thank you... thank you." Her voice was a little choked up. "I'm just glad to have this opportunity. If Master Li doesn't want to see me... then it's just that the lineage of shamans is destined to be eliminated by the times."
President Qin couldn't bear it.
"Hu Yun, don't be too pessimistic. Although Master Li has a profound level of cultivation, he is not heartless."
"Then... how do we meet up?" Aunt Hu asked.
"Tonight, at the South City Night Watch branch," President Qin said. "We'll meet there, and then head to Lu County together tomorrow morning."
"Okay! I'll definitely be there on time!"
After hanging up the phone, General Qin let out a long sigh.
He was actually in a difficult position regarding Hu Yun's situation.
But the Night's Watch has seen the contributions that the shamanic lineage has made to the North over the years.
He couldn't refuse to help with this.
I just hope that Master Li won't blame him for meddling.
……
One o'clock in the afternoon.
At the Night Watch headquarters helipad, a dark green transport plane slowly landed.
The hatch opened, and Wei Zhixing led Daoist Songyun and Daoist Yuyang down.
All three looked tired from their long journey, but their eyes were unusually bright.
Especially Wei Zhixing.
He was holding a specially made metal box in his arms, which was covered with runes and was now emitting a faint golden light.
President Qin was already waiting on the tarmac.
Upon seeing the three people, he quickly stepped forward.
"President Qin!" Wei Zhixing saluted. "Mission accomplished!"
"Thank you for your hard work." President Qin nodded, his gaze falling on the box in Wei Zhixing's arms. "Is that the fish-shaped talisman inside?"
"Yes." Wei Zhixing solemnly handed the box to President Qin.
President Qin took the box.
It feels slightly heavy in the hand, and the box is cool to the touch, but the aura of steel permeates the box and strikes straight to the mind.
In a daze, he even heard the sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses, and saw those figures who never retreated a single step until their deaths amidst the swirling snow.
"The Great Tang... the elite warriors of Anxi..."
President Qin murmured to himself, a deep and indescribable respect welling up in his heart.
He took a deep breath and slowly opened the box.
The moment the lid was lifted, an aura of iron-bloodedness, chilling solemnity, yet incomparably majestic and righteousness swept over us!
It felt as if a thousand troops were roaring in my ears, and the clash of swords and spears was happening right before my eyes!
The senior executives behind President Qin all changed color and subconsciously took a half step back.
Even President Qin himself felt his heart pounding and his blood seeming to boil.
Inside the box, the palm-sized fish-shaped talisman lay quietly within the jade container.
The dark golden talisman shimmered with a warm luster under the light, and the ancient seal script on its surface seemed to come alive, exuding an indescribable majesty.
"Such a powerful aura of iron will..." an old man with white hair murmured, "The heroic spirits of eight hundred Tang Dynasty border soldiers, undisturbed for a thousand years, are all gathered here..."
President Qin slowly closed the box, and the oppressive feeling subsided slightly.
He looked at Wei Zhixing: "Has everything been cleaned up at Valley Seven?"
"It's been cleaned up." Wei Zhixing nodded. "The valley has been restored to its original state, with no residue left."
"Okay." President Qin nodded. "You all go and rest first. You completed this mission very well, and I will recommend you for commendation."
"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"
After saluting, Wei Zhixing and the other two left under the guidance of staff.
President Qin looked at the metal box in his hand with a complicated expression.
This fish-shaped tally is intertwined with a thousand years of cause and effect and contains the souls of eight hundred soldiers.
If it remains at the Night's Watch headquarters, it's unlikely anyone can truly control it.
Only Master Li…
"Prepare the car," President Qin said in a deep voice. "I need to leave for Nancheng immediately."
"yes!"
……
Nine o'clock in the evening.
South City Night Watchmen Branch.
President Qin's car slowly drove into the underground parking garage.
He had just gotten off the bus with his suitcase when he saw Liu Zhenguo coming to greet him.
"Mr. Qin, Aunt Hu has arrived and is waiting for you in the reception room."
President Qin nodded and followed Liu Zhenguo toward the elevator.
Hu Yun sat alone in the reception room.
She had specially changed into a clean and tidy dark blue cotton-padded jacket today, and her hair was combed meticulously, but her face still showed the fatigue and tension from her long journey.
Hearing the door open, she immediately stood up.
"President Qin!"
"Hu Yun, sit down." President Qin waved his hand and sat down opposite her.
Liu Zhenguo tactfully withdrew and closed the door behind him.
Only the two of them remained in the reception room.
"President Qin, tomorrow..." Hu Yun hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.
"We'll set off for Lu County early tomorrow morning," President Qin said in a deep voice. "But Hu Yun, there's something I need to say upfront."
"Please speak."
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"Master Li has experienced the ways of the mortal world and dislikes being ostentatious or disturbed." President Qin looked at Aunt Hu and said seriously, "When we arrive in Lu County tomorrow, you wait at the foot of Qingfeng Temple. I will go up and inform him."
"If Master Li is willing to see you, I will then notify you to come up the mountain."
"If Master Li is unwilling to see him..."
President Qin paused, then didn't continue.
But Hu Yun understood.
She nodded emphatically: "I understand! It's entirely up to Master Li's wishes!"
"But..." She hesitated for a moment, looking at President Qin with a hint of unspoken suspicion in her eyes, "President Qin, you wouldn't... deliberately not inform Master Li, and then tell me that Master Li doesn't want to see me, would you?"
As soon as she said it, Aunt Hu realized she had gone too far and quickly lowered her head.
Upon hearing this, President Qin was not angry, but simply gave a wry smile.
"Hu Yun".
His voice was very calm.
Do you think I would dare to make unfounded accusations against Master Li?
Hu Yun was terrified!
She suddenly raised her head and looked at President Qin.
There was no displeasure on President Qin's face, only a deep sense of awe.
Hu Yun understood instantly.
My words just now not only offended President Qin, but also that unfathomable Taoist Master Li!
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Qin! I was so confused!" Hu Yun quickly apologized, her voice trembling. "I... I was just too anxious..."
President Qin waved his hand.
I understand how you feel.
He paused, his tone softening somewhat.
"Don't worry, I will definitely report the truth tomorrow."
"As for the outcome... we'll leave it to fate."
Hu Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her anxiety remained undiminished.
The two discussed some more details and agreed to meet at the branch office entrance at 7:30 the next morning.
After Hu Yun took her leave, President Qin sat alone in the meeting room for a long time without moving.
He felt a little uncertain as he thought about meeting Master Li the next day.
"I hope... everything goes well."
……
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.
Li Jun awoke from his meditation.
The nascent "divine light" between his brows was more solid than the night before, and the range and precision of his divine sense perception had also improved.
He got up and stretched, feeling full of energy.
"The Refining Spirit Realm... is indeed different."
Li Jun was in a good mood and pushed open the door.
In the courtyard, Master had already gotten up and was practicing his boxing.
Good morning, Master.
"Hmm," the old Taoist priest responded, continuing his work.
Li Jun went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Light the fire, wash the rice, and cook the porridge.
Then they took out two sweet potatoes from the cellar, cut them into pieces, and put them in.
A simple breakfast was prepared quickly.
The master and apprentice sat at a small table in the kitchen, drinking porridge with pickled vegetables.
"Master, it's the second day of the Lunar New Year today. Would you like to go down the mountain to visit some relatives and friends?" Li Jun asked.
The old Taoist priest took a sip of porridge and nodded.
"We're going to take a look around."
He paused, then looked at Li Jun: "And you?"
"I'll stay in the temple," Li Jun said. "I had some insights from my cultivation yesterday, and I want to think about them some more."
The old Taoist priest didn't ask any more questions. After finishing his meal, he went back to his room to change into a clean Taoist robe and packed some of the melon seeds and peanuts he had roasted himself.
"Master, drive carefully," Li Jun instructed.
"understood."
The old Taoist priest slowly descended the mountain, carrying a small cloth bag.
Li Jun cleaned up the dishes and returned to his room.
He sat cross-legged on the bed and began to contemplate the next step in his spiritual practice.
He had already mastered the Basic Qi Refining Technique. Although the effect of converting Qi was still present, he had no idea how to continue cultivating it.
"We need to find a way to get that kid Jin Hao to get some follow-up cultivation techniques from the Night Watchmen..."
Li Jun pondered this in his heart, but then thought again and felt it was inappropriate.
If I acted too "profound" before, will I give myself away if I now ask for the follow-up techniques?
Li Jun's head ached more and more as he thought about it.
"Sigh, pretending to be an expert is exhausting."
He rubbed his hair in frustration, deciding to give up on thinking about it.
Things will work themselves out; let's take it one step at a time.
Calming his mind, Li Jun continued to familiarize himself with the use of his divine sense.
He slowly spread his divine sense, covering the entire Qingfeng Temple like a spider web.
Every blade of grass, every tree, every brick, and every tile in the temple was vividly perceived by him.
The mottled marks on the walls, the tiny cracks in the roof beams, the leisurely swishing of the dragonfish in the water tank in the yard...
Everything was so clear.
The divine sense continued to extend, sweeping across the master's room.
The room was very tidy, the bed was made neatly, there were several old scriptures on the desk, and a faded landscape painting hung on the wall.
Everything was so ordinary.
But just as Li Jun was about to withdraw his divine sense, he suddenly noticed an inconspicuous small wooden box under his master's bed.
The wooden crate was old and looked quite old.
And from the cracks in the wooden box, a faint golden light shimmered.
The golden light was extremely weak; if Li Jun hadn't possessed such keen spiritual sense at that moment, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.
"What is this?"
Li Jun was curious.
What other treasures is Master hiding?
He subconsciously controlled his divine sense, trying to penetrate the wooden box to see what was inside.
But the moment his divine sense touched the wooden box, he felt a slight resistance.
The wooden box seemed to be made of an unusual material, as it could actually block the detection of divine sense!
This made Li Jun even more curious.
He finished his practice, got off the bed, and prepared to go to his master's room to find out what was going on.
But just as he reached the door and placed his hand on the doorknob...
Buzz!
The evil-repelling sword on the desk suddenly emitted a slight hum!
Immediately afterwards, a vague thought came through.
"Someone...is going up the mountain..."
Li Jun was taken aback and quickly dispersed his divine sense.
Sure enough, at the foot of the mountain, two people were carrying large and small bags, walking uphill step by step.
One of them was in his sixties, wearing a Zhongshan suit, with a square face and a calm demeanor, carrying a suitcase in his hand.
It was Qin Chengzhong, the deputy commander of the Night's Watch.
The other woman was a woman in her fifties or sixties, wearing a dark blue cotton-padded jacket, her hair neatly combed, and her face showing tension and apprehension.
Li Jun's heart skipped a beat.
Night Watchman?
Can't you guys just give me a few days of peace and quiet?!
Moreover, in his divine sense, the box that President Qin was carrying was emitting an extremely strong spiritual fluctuation!
It's even stronger than the Demon-Suppressing Sword!
"What is this thing again...?"
Li Jun's head hurt even more.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Now that we're already at the foot of the mountain, there's no escaping it.
I guess I'll just have to keep pretending.
He straightened his Taoist robe, adjusted his expression, and made himself look more "unfathomable".