"No way? I remember that we accidentally opened it, and there was a child's eye inside. The child's name seemed to be...Pan'er. It's strange, I can't remember either." Meihui scratched her head and said

With an innocent expression, he stretched out his hand to pick up the kit to confirm his guess.

I grabbed her and said, "Stop moving. Since this bag is intact, why do you have to open it? Besides, if it really goes according to the scene in our dream, this thing is also the eye of the formation that can stop the footsteps of the cave ghost tribe's savages."

Don't destroy it, otherwise it will cause trouble and we won't be able to eat it."

I really don’t dare to touch this formation, but according to my analysis last night, there must be something hidden behind this formation, but I’m not sure if that thing is nearby. I left the paper house with Meihui and walked around.

When we got to the back of the house, there was the back of the mountain, and below it was a cliff with no bottom.

"That's weird! Where is it?"

"Brother, what are you mumbling about? What are you looking for?" Meihui asked.

I shook my head and couldn't tell her clearly. The main purpose at the moment was not to find this artifact. Wang Laodao must have had his own idea in placing the magic circle next to the cliff. Firstly, it is a commanding height in the Wudang Mountains with a wide view. Secondly,

It is not easy for people to notice here. I am not interested in fighting for gold, otherwise I should really trust you and see where the treasure is hidden. I don’t have to tell you this. According to Wang Laodao himself later, there is something under the cliff.

There is an eagle's nest, and under the nest is a huge relic as big as a mother's fingernail. You may want to ask, is it unusual for a virtuous monk to leave hundreds or even thousands of relics behind his ischium?

But let me tell you who left the ischium of this relic, and you will know how rare it is. In the previous document, I mentioned the name of Qiu Chuji, the immortal of Changchun. Changchun also recruited many disciples and wandered to Wudang Mountain.

Later, he accepted a disciple. This Taoist priest was known as Taoist Master Jingshui. This Jingshui did not mean that the water he drank was clean. First, he took his disciples to a spring in Wudang Mountain. The water in the spring was clear and clean.

There was nothing wrong with the Master of the Water Purification Taoist, but no one was perfect. The Taoist just loved drinking, and he brewed fine wine with the water from the Purification Spring he dug. Later, after his death, the recipe for this fine wine was lost.

There are a lot of wild jokes in the world about Master Jingshui. Naturally, they are about his unique insights into nature, the universe, and the cycle of life during his lifetime. Perhaps it is because these practitioners all have certain characteristics in common. After his death, he did not

He was not cremated, but he spit out a golden elixir from his mouth just after he died. The golden elixir was pure white and as hard as a rock. His disciples all said that this was the Taoist relic. Later generations also held different opinions on this statement, but no one relied on it.

The conclusion of the genealogy. But no matter how you say it, the Taoist relic of Taoist Master Qingshui has become a guarantee. It is said that someone later paid tribute to the imperial court, and it was passed down from generation to generation as a national treasure. Later, in the late Qing Dynasty, the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered Beijing.

The city burned the Old Summer Palace, and this Taoist treasure disappeared from people's sight. Wang Laodao's ancestors used some unknown means to find this treasure and put it in a hidden corner.

Of course, these are all off-topic. I will mention it wherever I write. Let’s not talk about whether this thing is rare and has the effect of exorcising evil spirits. At least this Taoist relic was found by Wang Laodao’s ancestors.
Chapter completed!