Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 377 Working Day and Night

"As the number of hidden roads increases, the situation will become more dangerous. If we want a stable life, we have to fight to the death for living space." Shang Liangshan said leisurely, because he remembered a saying: the truth is within the range of cannons.

"Speaking of a bloody battle, I'm in a dilemma. This year, there may be no ghosts or beasts attacking Forgotten Town. How can I allow my disciples to gain experience?" Liu Weizi said as he stood up and bowed to Taoist Xuanzhen. His meaning was obvious.

"Experiences are extraordinary. Logistics is also a way of cultivation. One does not necessarily have to go through blood and rain to sharpen one's will." Taoist Xuanzhen pondered.

Liu Weizi's eyes showed a trace of worry when he heard this, and he said with a stiff upper lip: "Elder, I am worried that if I don't let my disciples go to the dangerous place, their high morale will cool down."

Taoist Xuan Zhen nodded slightly, a deep light flashed in his eyes, and he said leisurely: "Fighting spirit cooled? That's because you are too worried."

"You should tell them that the essence of training is to temper the body and mind, not just to pursue military exploits."

Liu Weizi pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Elder, if we act according to your wishes, the rewards after returning to the clan may be reduced."

"You are too obsessed with appearances." Taoist Xuanzhen sighed softly, and said with a bit of helplessness in his tone: "True experience is inner growth, not external rewards."

"The elder is very observant." Liu Weizi smiled slightly, as if he had understood something, and said with a smile: "But if the disciples knew that the reward was reduced, I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to accept it."

"You are too obsessed." Taoist Xuanzhen said calmly: "There is a way to experience life. You should understand that every experience is a baptism of the soul, not just a material gain."

Liu Weizi's heart moved. He knew very well what the elder meant. It was not only an expectation for his disciples, but also a test for him.

"Elder, I understand your guidance. I will make proper arrangements for their training so that they can understand the true meaning of cultivation through logistics."

"Forget it, you can make your own decision on this matter." Taoist Priest Xuan Zhen shook his head and said, "Remember, as the leader of the team, you have a great responsibility. Not only do you have to teach them the Dao, but you also have to guide them onto the right path."

When Liu Weizi heard this, he bowed and saluted, with his mind already made up.

The old patriarch was stunned by this conversation and thought: "This is a new way of talking. I have limited knowledge and it is difficult for me to understand."

Taoist Master Xuanzhen couldn't help but smile when he saw his reaction. Conversation in classical Chinese was the norm in the sect. After all, such conversation seemed quite classy.

As night fell and the starlight dimmed, the Iron Wolf Riders, exhausted and wounded, hurried back to their village under the stars.

Their figures looked particularly bleak in the moonlight, and each of them bore traces of battle.

When the old patriarch and the soldiers and civilians saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp, and the worries in their hearts turned into anxious cries.

"Hurry, hurry and treat the wounded!" The old patriarch's voice echoed in the night sky, and his urgency infected everyone.

Patrol guards and medical staff responded quickly. Like shadows in the night, they shuttled among the wounded and provided them with timely assistance.

Yishui and others stood aside, like children who had made a mistake, their eyes full of guilt, as if all this was their responsibility.

"Alright, alright, don't blame yourself." The old patriarch's voice was full of comfort. "I already know the situation. Your tactics of going straight to Huanglong were very successful. The problem occurred when you were retreating and encountered crazy obstructions from the ghost beasts. This was purely an accident and not your fault."

Yishui and others lowered their heads and accepted the comfort from the old patriarch.

They knew that these words were meant to allow everyone to heal their wounds in peace.

"Come here to heal your wounds." Wangmu's voice sounded, and Yishui and others walked over obediently to receive examination and treatment.

“Don’t all look so sad. You have returned in triumph, not in defeat. The mechanical beasts can be refined again if they are gone, and the monsters were blown up, not destroyed. Take some time to recuperate, and then you can fight side by side again.” Yihuo’s distinctive comforting voice sounded in front of the village gate.

On the rock wall, Shang Liangshan asked Taoist Xuanzhen: "Master, the demon spirit was blown up, so it should have dissipated into the world."

"This involves the strange spiritual seal." Taoist Xuanzhen organized his words and continued, "Naling, Naling, as the name suggests, is to absorb the spiritual seal of an object. Well, this spiritual seal can be seen as the incomplete life imprint of the object."

"And the soul-gathering is to take the soul seal of the tool into the Dantian to nourish it for your own use."

"The demon spirit was blown up, but the reason why it didn't dissipate into the world is related to the strange spiritual seal."

"Speaking of which, this spiritual seal is quite magical. Even the powerful kings cannot comprehend the mystery of this spiritual seal. According to legend, this spiritual seal is reflected in the long river of time. It is truly mysterious."

"Where does the method of absorbing spirits come from?" Shang Liangshan asked curiously.

"It was caused by an accident." Taoist Xuanzhen said with a strange expression.

"Please help me solve my doubts, Taoist priest." Shang Liangshan bowed.

"In the past, spiritual tools were carried with people. Only precious tools could be taken into the Dantian for nourishment. The origin of spiritual absorption is somewhat sad." Taoist Priest Xuanzhen paused and continued:

"The spiritual weapon of an eighth-rank martial marquis was shattered by a powerful enemy in a brutal battle, leaving behind a trace of spiritual energy."

"The sorrowful Wu Hou used his energy to protect this trace of spiritual charm at the critical moment."

"As time passed, he could only watch the spiritual charm dissipate. But when the spiritual charm was about to dissipate, his spiritual light flashed. Since the treasure can be absorbed into the Dantian for nurturing, can the spiritual charm be absorbed into the Dantian?"

“Then he successfully absorbed the spiritual energy into Dantian, and thus had the method to absorb the spiritual energy.” Shang Liangshan continued.

"Yes," Taoist Xuanzhen nodded and talked about the origin of the demon soul. This was the result of the attempt.

While the two were talking, Yang Chao, who heard the noise, rushed to the scene.

When he saw the scarred fourth-grade mechanical wolves lined up from the rural road to the forging workshop, he couldn't help but sigh: "My beast, how brave must it be to damage these fourth-grade mechanical wolves like this."

The old chief patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Xiao Chao, don't get hung up on these details. The most important thing now is to repair these mechanical wolves as soon as possible. We need them."

Yang Chao nodded, he knew what the old patriarch meant.

Behind every battle, there are countless sacrifices and efforts, and the ghost disaster is approaching, and the Forgotten Township is in urgent need of combat power.

But when his eyes touched the scars on the mechanical wolf, he couldn't help but complain: "My clan leader, take a look yourself, there are nearly two thousand four-grade mechanical wolves, and not a single one is intact. How much work must be done to repair them."

There was a hint of helplessness and heartache in Yang Chao's voice. These mechanical wolves were the result of his hard work.