Even after reaching a consensus on mutual help, Mu Xingqiu could not see the Sword Cleaning Pool. He was waiting in a water pavilion built on the pond, only a few small peaks were separated from the Sword Cleaning Pool. These peaks were no larger than the towering trees in Pangshan. They circled around and blocked the treasure of Yashan Mountain's mountain-keeping.

The windows on all sides of the water pavilion are open, and the night wind is transparent, and you can see the mist of the sky outside. Dozens of tall unicorns walk around in the glowing mist, showing off their long horns to each other. They are the first layer of guards in the sword washing pool.

"The golden horned qilin is proficient in water and runs at least twice as fast as a horse on land. What's especially amazing is that they can smell the tension hidden deep in the hearts of those who are malicious." Shen Jiyi introduced that he was accompanying him in the water pavilion, trying to make the atmosphere easier.

"Mu Songxuan won't be in danger, right?" Mu Xingqiu couldn't pretend to be calm anymore. If something happened, he would be the culprit who killed the bald man.

The bald man came to see Qilin. He was cast by two Taoist priests and fell into a coma and was taken away. He would not have any memory of his experience in the sword washing pond.

"I can't give you an absolute guarantee." Shen Jiyi leaned against the window frame, holding a small hand of nuts in his left hand, and occasionally threw a piece out. The small Qilin at the bottom of the water jumped out and swallowed the food accurately. "But the first person in Yashan Shen Engineering Department personally monitored, and the problem that should not be asked will never be found. Don't worry, you will see the complete Mu Songxuan... Oh, sorry, I have no other meaning."

Shen Jiyi laughed twice, and the four words "Full and Flawless" are indeed inappropriate to describe baldness. He threw out all the nuts in his hand, and the two young Kirins jumped out of the water together.

Mu Xingqiu walked to the window on the other side and looked at the Qilin patrolling back and forth, and could not get rid of the uneasiness in his heart.

Shen Jiyi looked at the Taoist priest Pang Shan behind curiously, and found that he was becoming increasingly unsure of Mu Xingqiu's personality. "I heard that Yang Qingyin wants to make a connection with you."

Mu Xingqiu suddenly turned around, "I said. I won't help you please her."

"I didn't ask you to help me, I just talk casually. It will take a while for the magic weapon to wash. It may take longer for the situation like Mu Songxuan."

"No one knows Yang Qingyin's true thoughts. Her approach is often just a momentary whim. In a few days, she may even forget her." Mu Xingqiu replied vaguely.

"Haha, it's really surprising that the Yang family can produce such a descendant."

Mu Xingqiu looked at him in confusion, "Do you really want to... marry into Pang Shanyang's family?"

"Get into a marriage?" Shen Jiyi seemed to have never heard of this word. "The Taoist family does not have the so-called marriage. If Yang Qingyin wants to do so, I will stay in Pangshan for a few days every few years, let her get pregnant and give birth to the descendants of the Yang family, that's all."

It is difficult for Mu Xingqiu to control the disgust on his face. If these words were said in Yelin Town, the guards would be considered as ruthless or crazy words, "Are you willing?"

"What's the matter? Yang Qingyin is not particularly outstanding in her practice. But she has a unique personality and is likely to give birth to great genius descendants. This is also the main reason why the Yang family selected her from so many children. There are not many Taoist families, and only twenty or thirty families have continued for five generations. Only five families have exceeded ten generations. This brings a problem. The descendants born are becoming more and more similar. Yang Qingyin is an accident. This accident will bring wonderful results."

Shen Jiyi talked about the Taoist family, like experienced Aoma people talking about how to cultivate excellent foals. Mu Xingqiu could understand his meaning, but he was more emotionally sympathetic to me. "You can also make connections with ordinary disciples, or simply make connections with mortals."

"I tried all these, I tried them a long time ago. Mortals don't remember these things, but the Taoist family records every relationship. The effect is very unsatisfactory. The most eternal families in the Taoist dynasty now only intermarries each other. Only the children of later generations like Lan Qizhang will choose a partner from ordinary disciples. I heard that some Taoist priests will make false relationships with mortals without Taoist roots, but rarely give birth to offspring. So Yang Qingyin's existence is commendable. She is the daughter of the Taoist sect, possessing the excellent qualities of the Yang family, and at the same time, her unique personality can bring some changes. It is her duty to give birth to as many offspring as possible with me. Sooner or later, she will understand this truth."

Shen Jiyi said it very bluntly and no longer belonged to chatting. Mu Xingqiu was dragged into this strange marriage of the Taoist family. "You don't know Yang Qingyin at all."

"I may know her more than you think." Shen Jiyi's smile was like a hundreds-year-old Taoist priest, who seemed to have understood all human relationships and worldly ways, and nothing could surprise him. "She likes to call herself my mother, and likes to cause trouble. She once made a unique magic weapon, which was destroyed on the spot. She spent two years in the use of the arts, and saw you there, and there were several ordinary disciples. She seemed to have special feelings for a disciple named Guan Shenyue, but that was not a common fate. She had not experienced the love disaster yet, which was very obvious."

"That's friendship, Guan Shenyue is our good friend."

"So that's it. There are friendships among the Taoist priests. I will regret the deceased, but I will not be sad. Grief is not conducive to practice. The heart of the Taoist priest is like..."

"The heart of the Taoist priest is like a mirror like a lake, reflecting the seven emotions and six desires, but he is not moved by it."

"That's right, that's what it means. We are all Taoist priests, so Yang Qingyin will wake up. The demon clan will eventually get rid of the constraints and return to the world. It is the responsibility of the Tao family to raise more geniuses to practice before this. Geniuses may also appear among ordinary people, but the chances are slim and unpredictable. Tao family may also appear incompetent descendants, but the chances of appearing geniuses are higher. Zuo Liuying is also a descendant of the Tao family. The Zuo family happened to be the fifth generation. Unfortunately, he refused to make connections and refused to give birth to the sixth generation. This is the misfortune of the Zuo family and the loss of the entire Taoist dynasty."

Perhaps it was because it had existed for too long, and some of the ideas of the Taoist family were quite different from those of the mortals. Mu Xingqiu from Yelin Town could only understand this, but it was difficult to accept it. "You still don't understand Yang Qingyin. What she wants is freedom, and the Shen family and the two families have been talking about their obligations to her."

"She is still young." Shen Jiyi used this simple reason to explain all Yang Qingyin's strange behavior.

The two were silent for a while. Mu Xingqiu didn't want to fall into the strange thinking of the Taoist family, so he asked casually: "Is Yashan so strict about the sword washing pool because of the water theft incident decades ago?"

"Fifty-year ago." Shen Jiyi's tone suddenly became serious. "A bold and arrogant monk stayed in the sword washing pool for three days and three nights under the name of refining multiple magic weapons. When he left, he secretly took away a bottle of water from the pool."

"Just a bottle of water, it won't have a big impact on the sword washing pool, right?"

"The sword washing pool is the treasure of Yashan Mountain. Even a drop of water cannot leave Yashan. It is like the Pagoda of Pangshan, and no dust inside is allowed to be taken away by others."

The Taoist pride and obsession with certain magical instruments is a bit strange to ordinary people, but Mu Xingqiu has a higher acceptance of this, just like the lightning whip he puts in his sleeve, and he will not send a single hair out.

"I guess Yashan has recovered this bottle of water from the pond." Mu Xingqiu had never seen the so-called scattered monks. He only knew that he was a group of people who had no chance to practice orthodox Taoism. His inner elixir was impure and his magic power was very low, so he could never escape the pursuit of any Taoist priest.

Shen Jiyi was silent for a moment and gave a surprise answer to Mu Xingqiu, "This man hid in Qishan with Aquarius. Yashan will send Taoist priests to 'protect' him every year. When we go to Qishan for a few days, we will probably see him."

Mu Xingqiu was surprised and suddenly thought that Yang Qingyin might be interested in this casual cultivator. She was about to ask the person's name and why several Taoist priests came to the direction of Qishan and Sword Washing Pool. One of them held the bald man who was still sleeping in both hands.

The Taoists entered the water pavilion through a small bridge and returned their heads to Mu Xingqiu. A thin middle-aged Taoist priest said: "The head is very special, the soul is incomplete, and he is entangled with a weak demon seed. It is a miracle that he can maintain his original will. The person who refined him into a magic weapon has deep magic power and great courage. It is also a miracle that he did not kill him during the refining process."

Bald man was refined into a magic weapon by Shen Jun, a law enforcement officer of Pangshan University of Precepts. Not many people knew about this. Mu Xingqiu did not disclose that he only cared about one thing, "Have the mark been washed away?"

The thin Taoist priest sighed, "Only part of it can be washed away. For safety reasons, we think it is better to wash the remaining part of the marks in one or two years."

"Then his life..."

"There is no change for the time being, he will become more and more sleepy, nor can he be said to be sleeping or losing consciousness. So one year later, at most three years, you have to take him to come again."

"Thank you, I will definitely bring him in a year."

"Yes." The thin Taoist priest stared at the Taoist priest in Pangshan for a while, as if he had something to say, but in the end he just nodded, said, "The Taoist fire will not be extinguished", and led the other Taoist priests to leave together.

"Zhou Qianhui, the first director of the Divine Engineering Department." Shen Jiyi said, looking at the backs of the Taoists.

It was just an introduction after everyone left. It was a bit unqualified. Mu Xingqiu didn't care. He remembered this name firmly. A year later, he would ask the first person for help.

Seven Taoist priests came over, and the Tianhe Lan around their waists and legs was extremely bright, as if they felt some powerful power.

Shen Jiyi whispered, "The second time is coming soon."

Mu Xingqiu placed the bald man's head on a table, found a piece of open space to stand, preparing to undergo an inspection by the Yashan Ban Secretariat.

Shen Jiyi sued his retreat without giving any introduction. After the seven Taoist priests came in, they surrounded Mu Xingqiu directly, and no one spoke.

The seven people were tall, short, fat and thin. The only thing they had in common was that they looked very serious, as if they were facing a great enemy. Each of them held a magic weapon, mirror, bell, seal, lamp, bead, and banner in their hands. One of them even held a half-person-high jade axe in both hands.

"We are not going to fight, are we?"

"You can cast spells at will, we just observe."

The way of observing true fantasy in Yashan Ban Secret Science is different from Zuo Liuying.

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