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Chapter 834

Chapter 834

My purpose in coming to Taoism is very clear, I am here for the soul blood.

And it came “just right”.

I arrived in Kyoto in late September, and after a week's long journey, I arrived here just at the end of September.

Calculating the time, the day after tomorrow will be October 1st.

As the old saying goes, sooner is worse than better luck.

It seems that it is destined to give me the greatest convenience.

So what I want to do is very simple, first find a place to stay, stay quietly for two nights, and wait for the Taoist Gate to open on the first day of the month.

Having made a decision in my mind, I drank tea calmly and chewed red peanuts with relish. By the way, I heard Mr. Shu telling the story of "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness".

Up and down, shaking his head.

Xing Mu clapped his hands and the whole hall cheered.

Until the evening, at the urging of a tip of 200 yuan, the teahouse waiter watched me leave "affectionately".

That look in my eyes made my scalp numb and the hairs all over my body stood up.

Afterwards, I ordered two dishes and one soup from the stall next door to fill my stomach, and found a simple hotel with a decent environment to stay.

It costs 90 yuan a night and provides hot water for bathing.

Other than that, there is no wifi or TV.

The only thing that allows guests to pass the time is the two thick stacks of books on the bedside table.

What about "Robinson Crusoe", "How Steel Was Tempered", "Taoist Chats", "China News".

I roughly browsed through it and found that there were at least sixty or seventy books.

From domestic and foreign masterpieces to newspapers and magazines, it can be said that everything is available.

I didn't have time to read a book, so I simply lay in bed and closed my eyes to relax.

I was thinking about where the Taoist soul would be hidden and where I should start.

With my cultivation, it is easy to break into the Taoist gate silently.

Not to mention that it is difficult for Tai Xuzi to detect my existence, even the Taoist defense formation cannot stop me.

The difficulty is that the earth soul is where a line of luck gathers, and it has already been alive. It is not the incense burner of dead objects in the Kunlun Hall that I can easily steal.

According to the memories left by Jiuyang, the places where the luck of each channel is the strongest are most likely the hiding places of earth spirits.

But what does the earth soul look like? Is it a spirit body like the Yuanshen, a stone, or a wisp of smoke? Jiuyang's memory has not been recorded, and it is completely blank.

This means that I have to sneak into the Taoist gate first, slowly explore, and inquire in detail.

The identity of a handyman disciple is very suitable for me. Firstly, I am inconspicuous. Secondly, if an accident occurs midway, I will hide in the handyman room and blend in with the crowd.

No one would have thought that the "initiator" was working for the Taoist sect, doing the hard and tiring dirty work of burial and elimination.

Thinking of this, I smiled knowingly, nervous and looking forward to it.

A sleepless night and full of energy.

My mind is filled with the soul of the earth, the blood of the soul, the third uncle of the Demon Killing Pond, and the demonic energy in my body.

The more I thought about it, the more confused my mind became. I was afraid that it would affect my "registration" the next day, so I could only force myself to concentrate on reading.

Just flip through it randomly and calm your mind.

It wasn't until dawn on the third day that I took a hot shower, put on clean clothes, and went downstairs to check out.

The stairs at the foot of the mountain were already overcrowded and there was a long queue.

Wuyangyang was crowded with people and loud.

The cries and laughter of children, the clinging and chatting between acquaintances, and the polite exchanges between strangers.

Damn it, it’s even more chaotic than the wet market in Kyoto in the early morning.

I followed the crowd and stood there obediently. I couldn't help but sigh that Chengxian Wendao's temptation to mortals was indeed terrifying.

The handyman disciples, the basic salary is three thousand yuan a month, that's all, and there are a group of people who have sharpened their heads to get in there.

Dare you enter the Taoist sect and you will be ranked in the Immortal Class?


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