Jiu Shu calmed down, but he didn't have time to deal with Old Master Ren in the side room. He immediately set up an altar and used the power of the spirit path gods to perform the Xuanmen divination art of "observing people through words."
The person behind this was so arrogant, simply setting up an altar to summon the gods for assistance.
Using the divine power to open his celestial eyes to look at the letter, Jiu Shu showed an expression of disbelief.
He saw a cold and ruthless puppet, seemingly operating according to the laws of Heaven, but no other information.
"A deviant path? Or..." Jiu Shu guessed in his heart, then looked at the handwriting on the letter.
He suddenly discovered that the size and spacing of each character were exactly the same.
"Could it be that this is truly an Yi-Learning Grandmaster, using the price of reaching and transforming the Dao to foresee the future disaster of Shenzhou?" Jiu Shu couldn't believe his guess.
Jiu Shu could still distinguish between handwritten and machine-printed.
This letter was written by humans with pen and ink, but human state is always fluctuating, impossible to be more regular than a machine.
Since he wanted to pretend to be a prophet, Lu Wen surely prepared in advance, to make Jiu Shu feel a degree of trust after reading just one letter.
This letter was written by Lu Wen using his mechanical mind ability, with the assistance of this ability, he suppressed his human state fluctuations to a minimal level.
When writing, he completely avoided any personal habits, straightforward and square, a cold and ruthless feeling came over him.
Jiu Shu was truly hard-pressed to judge. He hesitated for a while, then went to the statue and memorial tablet of the Maoshan Patriarch.
He wasn't a lone wolf.
He carefully took out a special incense stick, lit it, and inserted it respectfully.
When you're out in the world, you need to have connections. Jiu Shu had Maoshan behind him, a group of brothers, and the Patriarch could also protect his disciples.
The smoke from the incense sticks condensed and did not dissipate, circling around the statue of the Maoshan Patriarch, communicating with the underworld realm.
Then Jiu Shu muttered words, after worshipping the Maoshan Patriarch, he contacted the Patriarch of his lineage through reciting the True Person's name, informing him of the matter of the letter.
He quietly waited for the Patriarch's response.
Jiu Shu couldn't calm down at all, feeling the time passing so slowly.
After a few minutes, a memorial tablet lit up with a faint light, projecting a figure dressed in a Daoist robe.
Jiu Shu respectfully bowed: "Disciple Lin Feng Jiao greets Patriarch Xuan Qing."
Then he presented the letter.
Patriarch Xuan Qing's true form remained in the underworld, now a thought descended.
He reached out to take the letter, holding the letter in one hand and making a hand gesture with the other, trying to divine who the owner of the letter was.
Even spells needed breath as a guide, but the letter had no information, making it difficult to track.
Unless one could perform divine powers, using the power of the rules to track the target.
But in this age of declining spiritual energy, being able to perform spells was already a high level of strength, divine powers were already the stuff of legends.
Patriarch Xuan Qing helplessly put down the letter, looking at Jiu Shu and said, "We have long known about the Great Tribulation of Shenzhou, we thought it would just be another cycle of dynasty changes, but we didn't expect that it would be an invasion by foreign enemies, and the result would be so serious."
"In this age of declining spiritual energy, the spiritual energy is getting thinner and thinner. I thought I could just hold on, so that the Maoshan lineage wouldn't be cut off, but now that I know about this, I'll contact the various Daoist friends later and discuss together how to deal with the invasion of the Japanese pirates."
"Feng Jiao, practice well in the mortal world, the Maoshan might eventually enter the world to save the world, then people's hearts might be more terrifying than ghosts and monsters."
After giving his instructions, Patriarch Xuan Qing disappeared in a wisp of blue smoke.
Jiu Shu was also heavy-hearted, he didn't expect the Patriarch to appear and actually confirm the contents of the letter.
He vaguely returned to the bedroom, came to the secret compartment where he hid his family fortune, and saw traces of the compartment being opened.
Jiu Shu's heart skipped a beat: "No way, my coffin money..."
He reached out and touched it, instantly feeling a heavy weight. Jiu Shu was worried: "I hope my coffin money is still here, and the box isn't full of ballast stones."
When he opened the box, the shiny gold bars and silver coins were all intact, and Jiu Shu immediately let out a sigh of relief.
As for the missing secret martial art manuals, Jiu Shu, being a disciple of Maoshan, didn't care much about them.
The martial art manuals in the box were obtained when he was exorcising demons. Jiu Shu hadn't even mastered the Maoshan martial art manuals, these manuals were just for collection.
Besides, he had memorized the contents of the martial art manuals, even if the originals were missing.
At this time, Jiu Shu's two disciples rushed back, calling out loudly that they had encountered a special situation while burning incense in the graveyard.
Jiu Shu also put down the box and his worries about the future, and began to worry about the present.
Lu Wen practiced at home, until after sunset before stopping.
Although he didn't know what was going on in the mortuary, he had some guesses, he thought that Maoshan must have taken action and wouldn't stand idly by.
Anyone who was a Shenzhou citizen, upon knowing that Neon would invade and create countless tragedies on the land of Shenzhou, wouldn't stand idly by.
Not to mention Maoshan, a famous and upright sect that took the responsibility of exorcising demons and protecting the righteous path.
Staying true to righteousness was the foundation of the Maoshan sect. If they knew of the invasion of foreign enemies and remained indifferent, when the truth came out, the thousand-year reputation of the Maoshan sect would be ruined, people's hearts would scatter, and the Maoshan sect would quickly cease to exist.
"It's already dark, Jiu Shu hasn't come knocking yet, it seems that in this age of declining spiritual energy, as long as you are careful, you don't have to worry too much about the mysterious power of spells," Lu Wen speculated as he ate his dinner.
After an afternoon of cultivation, the upper limit of his energy bar increased by one segment, and his physical fitness also increased.
Lu Wen discovered that practicing 法能 (Fa Neng) increased the efficiency of absorbing sunlight, speeding up the rate of recovery of his energy bar.
It used to take a whole day of sun exposure to fill up, but now it only took one hour under cultivation.
In the afternoon, while practicing, Lu Wen also multi-tasked, consuming energy to synthesize the Ghost Jar and other spell skills.
The Ghost Jar and the Emperor's Banner were combined to strengthen the Emperor's Banner's ability to suppress and seal.
Now that he had enough energy, he also synthesized the true spirit core of the ghost with the Emperor's Banner.
In this way, even if the ghost died in battle, as long as it wasn't injured at the root, it could quickly re-condense its soul body in the Emperor's Banner.
The Breathing Meditation Technique and the Xuan Yin Soul Refining Technique were combined, making the Breathing Meditation Technique more profound, and also increasing the efficiency of attracting moonlight at night to cultivate the power of the soul.
The Soul Nourishing Technique and the Paper Person Technique were combined, obtaining a spell that could refine Yin souls and paper people into one being.
The Yin souls themselves could actively refine paper person artifacts, without Lu Wen needing to spend too much effort.
The new spell and the Emperor's Banner were combined, turning the spell that required active casting into a passive ability of the Emperor's Banner.
The ghosts suppressed in the Emperor's Banner no longer required Lu Wen to actively refine them, the Emperor's Banner passively controlled them.
It's just that the paper person materials of the Paper Person Technique need special treatment, otherwise these ghosts would start to cultivate themselves.
This operation was purely blackhearted capitalism. Not only did he capture and suppress the enemy's souls, making them his companions in the Emperor's Banner, but he also exploited his companions, making them refine for him, the paper person artifacts that carried his soul.
Lu Wen still felt a little regret: "I'm still missing a spell of transmigration, that way I could capture, suppress, control, transmigrate, and fight, forming a perfect closed loop, constantly increasing the number of companions in the Emperor's Banner."