The famous ruthless man returned to Danyang Sect from the Nether Realm, with nine special auras flowing in his chest and abdomen. No matter what he saw, he always wanted to spit it out. Not long after returning, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

After the words fell, with a creak, the third medicine owner pushed the door in from the outside.

"Brother Zhao, I will get you what you want."

The current head of Danyang Sect said with a smile on his face. It seems that he has not yet extinguished his intention to transfer the next medicine master of the first branch to the third branch.

"oh?"

Hearing this, He Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up.

Starting today, the answers to these two questions will soon be revealed: the origins of the ancestors of each major sect and why they have seen so many alien species in the world.

"boom!"

A small box was thrown on the table.

"I rummaged through the hut where my ancestor lived for a long time and found a box containing a bunch of miscellaneous items. But there was a small booklet, but unfortunately the writing on it was very strange, like a ghost drawing amulet, and no one could read it. I guess, my predecessor

The sect leaders must have read it before, but they didn’t pay attention because they didn’t know it.”

Although it is a relic of the ancestor, the leader really doesn't care much about it. It is not an elixir worth tens of thousands of gold. What's more, even if it is a rare treasure-level elixir, what can I do if I can't read?

It's better to use it to please the talented disciple and do it as a favor, maybe he can change his mind.

"Thank you, Master."

"Hey, what are you talking about? The improved version of "Evil Refining Pill" has brought fame and fortune to our sect. As long as you leave the relics of the ancestor, we three medicine masters already feel that we are short-changed. It's embarrassing to say thank you again!"

After a pause, he said again.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. There are a lot of things waiting for me to deal with in the sect."

"Master, please walk slowly."

"Squeak!"

With the sound of the door opening, the current leader left the room.

The man named He couldn't wait and rummaged through the small box.

For a moment, classify them one by one.

First of all, there are several pieces of ink pots that are full of cracks and completely useless. According to the words on them, we can know that their function is to ward off evil spirits.

"Six pieces, the crack marks are the same, and even the size of the gap is exactly the same. Darling, what the hell did Master Danyang encounter that can damage six evil-proof ink pots in an instant."

Having been a disciple of Qi Renxi, he naturally knows the power of the ink stick.

Although it is not as good as the one produced by Longhu Mountain, it is definitely more than enough in the Daxuan world.

Having said that, Patriarch Danyang was able to escape from the murderer and establish a sect. He was really capable and had two skills.

Next, there is a dusty wooden token.

"The waist card of Qiren Mansion?"

Made of jujube wood, it is five inches long, two inches wide, and five minutes thick. The front is engraved with the logo of Qiren Mansion, and the back is a line of Daxuan characters.

[Seventh Generation, Master of Armillary Sphere, Danyang].

"The seventh-generation disciple of Qiren Mansion? Unexpectedly, he is actually a Taoist master."

Finally, there was a pair of bone scissors pressed against the book. From the aura emanating from it, he could conclude that it was a sacrificial weapon. However, it had no ability at all. Now it was just a pair of dull scissors. It was difficult to cut even a piece of cloth.

The kind that pulls.

Ignoring the scissors, he directly picked up the musty-smelling book underneath the box.

I saw four large characters with ghostly drawings written on them. If it were anyone else, they would definitely not be able to recognize them. However, he did recognize them himself. The characters were not the characters of Xin Yue Kingdom, but the sky patterns of Daxuan.

The name of the booklet is - "Danyang Essays"!

"interesting."

An essay? As soon as you jot down an essay, write it as soon as you think of it.

What a pity, why not a diary?

"Unexpectedly, Patriarch Danyang is actually a serious person."

[January, the thirteenth year of Tianjing. Today I officially become the Master of the Armillary Sphere. Speaking of which, which city is the Armillary Sphere? No matter what, I can finally leave the Qi Ren Mansion and go out to see the market.

I heard from the fellow apprentices in the mansion that the Taoist masters who are living outside are all extremely rich. The most important thing is to go to the treasury before leaving and find a sacrificial vessel.

I don't know if I can find a more powerful one. I can't get a skull that can only hold the body like that idiot Qingyun.

That thing was said to be a sacrificial weapon that belonged to that person. Luo Liba said a lot, just because he wanted me to admit that breaking the skull was a good idea.

I, Danyang, insist on saying no!】

"..."

Fixed skull?

"Stabilize the dead bones!"

If he remembered correctly, the sacrificial vessel belonged to an old man who worked for Zhang Shou, the Taoist Master of Hetu. In the past, that guy tricked him, immobilized the food demon, turned around, smoked away, and left him alone.

He faced it alone.

"I remember that Zhang Shou seems to have colluded with the Jin Chan Sect? The Qi Ren Mansion has gone through seven generations, and as a disciple of the first generation master, he doesn't even deserve to have a name."

Nature plays tricks on people.

"Keep going."

Reading other people's essays actually gave him a sense of excitement.

Sure enough, no one in human beings is not curious about other people's privacy.

[Thirteenth year of Tianjing, February. Today is the day to go to the treasury to collect the sacrificial vessel. According to the senior brothers, whether it is good or bad all depends on luck. Because no one knows what the function of the sacrificial vessel is before it is activated. 】

"Master Danyang, your habit is very bad. You only write the month, not the date." After saying this, the sound of turning the pages of the book was heard, and fast forwarded to the third essay.

[In February of the thirteenth year of Tianjing. The sacrificial vessel I received was a pair of bone scissors. For some reason, as soon as I entered the treasury, I fell in love with it. So, after just three steps in, I came out again.

Its effect is to cut any item that is stained with the "enemy" aura, and the scissors themselves will cause damage based on the intensity of the aura on them.

In addition, I found that clothes are the best medium. For example, when conducting experiments on death row prisoners, I cut off the sleeves of the prison uniforms that the prisoners wear all year round.

The prisoner's arm will be broken and bleeding will continue. If it is a teacup taken by others or a used rice bowl, the effects will be different. The former can only break the skin of the lips, while the latter can tear the entire mouth.

The frontal combat ability is not strong, and the sneak attack on the Yin people is not comparable to that of ordinary sacrificial weapons. It is very good. I personally don’t like to fight with others. Hiding in the back and secretly cursing people is what I like.】

Good guy, I never expected that the founder is an old yinbi.

A real man must face someone head-on. What's the point of hiding and sneaking up on shady people?

Well, congratulating someone doesn't count, that's called tactics.

[Thirteenth year of Tianjing, March. I successfully arrived at Armillary Sphere City. Looking at the small earthen wall less than three meters high, I tried my best to recall whether I had offended other brothers and sisters.

The only comforting thing is that Armillary Sphere City is close to the sea, and the economy in the city is very developed, so you can make a lot of money. Moreover, the cities around the coast have firmly "protected" it, and there are basically no bandits.]

"..."

Daxuan said that being poor does not mean being poor, but when talking about being wealthy, it is all because people are wealthy. The places where a great city can truly be built are all key places.

If there is an uprising, as long as the generals guarding the city do not betray, they will basically be suppressed. Except for the city with a special geographical location, the rest of the city can be manipulated casually.

Even if it is built like an iron barrel like other places, the key is to find no one to defend the city. It takes a lot of effort, effort and money to take care of a few people, let alone dozens or hundreds of people.

Furthermore, the cost of a single place may not be that big. But when all the various places in Daxuan are added together, the cost is absolutely sky-high, and even the emperor cannot afford it.

[Tianjing's thirteenth year, June. There is basically nothing in the city. In recent years, the rise of secret blood warriors, coupled with the strange warriors developed by the Jin Chan sect, has led to strange beasts and strange people being encountered.

Great disaster.

We, Taoist masters, don’t need to take action. Whenever there is a strange beast that emerges strangely, the two groups of warriors will swarm over, take action to deal with it, and then sit on the ground and divide the spoils.]

Before the strange people created the mysterious blood warriors, strange beasts were a catastrophe. Before the Golden Chan Cult created the strange warriors, the strange beasts were the catastrophe among the catastrophes. Now, two kinds of evil beasts have become best-sellers for making a fortune. It can only be said that things are unpredictable.

ah.

[In September of the thirteenth year of Tianjing, another two secret blood warriors fought, and I was dragged to the city lord to break the eucalyptus. Wasn't the arrangement of the Taoist lord to prevent strange beasts in the territory from wreaking havoc?

Why am I dealing with some unspeakable matters every day? Besides, as the city lord, I have the power to punish everyone in the city (excluding the Qi Ren Mansion), so why bother with me?】

Well, if I don’t look for you, who will I look for?

As long as you are in Daxuan, unless you are a remnant of the Jin Chan Sect, no one will give Qi Ren Mansion nine points of thin noodles!

In addition, Patriarch Danyang is a fledgling person and is a thin-skinned person. If the city lord doesn’t catch you bullying him, who will catch him?

[October of the thirteenth year of Tianjing. I fell out with the city lord today, and he asked me to break up the eucalyptus again. I'm sorry! I finally came to my senses, and together with him, I kept using the name of my Qiren Mansion to him.

Carrying thunder.

Next time, if he dares to come to me again, I will send him to the West with scissors. How can a devious warrior in the semi-human realm stop my scissors?]

"Half-human realm? Forget it, even if you know the realms of warriors, what can you do?"
To be continued...