Zhang Hao didn't know what Wei Yuan really meant, so he just echoed:
"Well, reading history books is very useful."
Wei Yuan was just speaking out of inspiration. He turned on the computer to check the news of Baiyun Temple, and then he saw a piece of news that made him look gloomy. About half a month ago, the big businessmen in Jiangnan Road gathered at Baiyun Temple. The fundamental reason for this was that they wanted to seize the business opportunity of building a city at the mouth of the Huai River.
So Baiyun Temple took out a fortune-making jade talisman that was said to be carved by the ancestor.
These big businessmen used the development rights of the mountains around Baiyun Temple to bid for the jade talisman. Even if they failed to get the jade talisman made by the ancestor, they also exchanged this type of development rights for other types of jade talismans. The final result was that there were several more mountains within the scope of Baiyun Temple.
Baiyun Temple can start construction on these mountains, and can also set up some magic arrays.
This will greatly increase the range where mountain kings can hide safely.
The special operations team also knew this. To fight against this big monster, it was undoubtedly necessary to mobilize the military equipment of the mortal world, and many monks would set up barriers, so the movement would not be too small. Before that, one thing that must be confirmed was that the mountain king was really in Baiyun Temple.
Only in this way, the saturation firepower coverage attack after the barrier seal would be meaningful.
Otherwise, such a big movement would easily alert the enemy and make the mountain king hide more cautiously and secretly. Moreover, the mountain king in Baiyun Temple was only Wei Yuan's speculation after all, and there was no concrete evidence.
It was impossible for the Taoist sect and the military to mobilize such a large force because of one person's words.
Zhang Hao told Wei Yuan about the situation of the action team and said with a headache: "The Heavenly Master and the masters of various sects cannot go down the mountain easily. Moreover, if the Heavenly Master comes in person, it will also alert the enemy, right? Once the mountain king escapes, it will be even more difficult to catch the opportunity again."
Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and noticed that the Zhongyuan Festival would come in a while.
Baiyun Temple will have the customary Taoist rituals at that time.
As the largest Taoist temple in Jiangnan Dao, the flow of people will be quite large at that time.
He instinctively felt that the mountain king would do something at that time.
Perhaps it would be blood food, or perhaps it would take advantage of the amazing flow of people to quietly leave Baiyun Temple.
It must be stopped.
The premise of all this is to confirm that the mountain king is indeed in Baiyun Temple. Only in this way can the power of the Taoist military be fully mobilized. But now, the mountain king has broken free from the past constraints and cannot start from the ground. How to search? Wei Yuan suddenly thought of the strange and chaotic scroll. He was curious before, why the strange and chaotic scroll did not react when the action team dealt with Shanjun.
Now it seems that the strange and chaotic scroll did not react because Shanjun was still alive.
In other words, even if Shanjun became like this, Wei Yuan, as a crouching tiger, could still recognize it.
But this requires him to personally enter Baiyun Temple to confirm whether Shanjun is still here.
Knowing that there is a problem in Baiyun Temple, this is tantamount to entering a tiger's mouth.
The real Shanjun is far more dangerous than the Jinyu Bird, because it is not a simple tiger monster, but the source of the legend of Shanjun itself.
Wei Yuan instinctively avoided this kind of adventure, instinctively did not want to take this step, and wanted to say a peaceful life like he did at the beginning, but his voice paused, and for some reason he could no longer say similar words, and he could no longer turn a blind eye to what was about to happen. He glanced at the things on the wooden shelf not far away.
Wei Yuan's eyes froze, as if he saw something else from these collections.
He retracted his gaze and said:
"I can identify the mountain king."
Zhang Hao was stunned.
Wei Yuan exhaled and said: "I will go to Baiyun Temple by myself, but you must be prepared in advance. The mountain king is not simple. After confirming that he is in Baiyun Temple, you must open the barrier as soon as possible."
"This time, he must be killed."
......
The action team is efficient enough in this kind of thing.
The next morning, Wei Yuan appeared in Baiyun Temple.
The modern firearms of the Shenjiying Camp are already in place, and all the true cultivators of various schools, as long as they are nearby, have been transferred back by a transfer order for any reason. They must work together to prepare the barrier to separate the location of Baiyun Temple from the ordinary world to avoid affecting ordinary people.
It is not yet the Zhongyuan Festival.
But Baiyun Temple has already begun to prepare for the subsequent Dajiao ceremony.
People who live nearby and tourists who visit Yingtian Prefecture will also come here for sightseeing. According to common sense, the flow of people cannot be compared with normal holidays, and will be much more than usual. However, Yingtian Prefecture has long blocked key roads, resulting in a sparse number of tourists here.
The remaining people either have already settled here before, or are walking here nearby.
The weather is a little gloomy.
Wei Yuan is wearing jeans, sneakers, and a light gray loose short-sleeved shirt. He carries a piano case on his back, which contains a sword. At first glance, Baiyun Temple looks like a Taoist atmosphere, but a closer look reveals a smell of copper.
Wei Yuan opened his eyes slightly. Everything was normal as seen by the Taoist eyes, and the Taoists coming and going also had a very clear Taoist atmosphere.
But when he held the Crouching Tiger Order, he saw a dark cloud in front of him.
The white cloud turned bloody, and the gold foil on it grew dark green. The Taoist priests walking around had a smile on their faces, their faces were full of death, their eyes were cloudy, and their faces were covered with corpse spots. The death was strong, but the yin and yang energy of the Taoist sect was flowing, turning death into life, and the appearance was normal.
The Crouching Tiger Order was scorching hot.
In Wei Yuan's eyes, there were almost no living people in the huge Baiyun Taoist temple, but corpses all over the ground.
He walked on the road paved with bluestone slabs with a sword on his back.
Walking through the Taoist temple, looking around.
Shocking.
...
Until he walked through the Baiyun Temple.
Wei Yuan's face did not change, and he crushed a small signal device silently.
The message was passed on.
There is no doubt that Baiyun Temple has been completely destroyed and turned into a demon cave, and the mountain tiger's breath is also here, but it is difficult to grasp the exact location. After receiving the news from Wei Yuan, the members of the action team quickly started working. While mobilizing personnel, they made phone calls one by one, and non-staff members appeared one by one to pass on the news.
At this moment, the power of the organization was exerted.
Because some tourists had lived near Baiyun Temple before, they could not leave unless Baiyun Temple was blocked, but that would lead to the exposure of the intelligence of the action. If the mountain tiger was indeed in Baiyun Temple, it would be fine. Once the mountain tiger was not in Baiyun Temple, but was hidden, staring at Baiyun Temple as bait and planning to fish, then the news would be exposed and the mountain tiger would escape.
Now, after confirming the location of the mountain tiger, there is naturally no worry.
Whether it was the invitation of relatives and friends, or the urgent order of the company, or the inquiry from the police with sufficient evidence, one by one, the tourists who were originally walking and playing here began to leave in a very appropriate and reasonable manner, as if they were controlled by an invisible big hand.
There was no magical power or spell in it.
One of the Taoists seemed to want to step forward and ask.
Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to stop the Taoist who looked a few years younger than himself, and said politely:
"Excuse me, I'm bothering you."
"Hmm?"
The Taoist turned his head, his eyes cloudy and dim, his face stiff, staring at him. Wei Yuan's hand naturally left without contacting the Taoist. The Crouching Tiger Order was blocked and hidden by a series of auras to avoid exposing himself. He was very cautious and willing to take the lead to take responsibility, which was not the same as recklessly exposing himself.
The Taoist restrained his expression and asked with a smile: "This layman, is there anything I can do for you?"
Wei Yuan pretended not to notice the true appearance of this guy, made a Taoist salute, and said with a smile:
"Excuse me, excuse me, my Taoist name is Tianyuanzi, a casual cultivator of Taiping Dao, I came here to visit Taoist friend Tianchenzi, I heard that Taoist friend Tianchenzi came to Baiyun Temple before, this time I have a chance, I will come to see him, I wonder where he lives?"
Tianchenzi is the old Taoist priest that Wei Yuan knows.
Before he set off, he calculated another hexagram, and by the way, in his dream, he used a computer in reality to exchange a talisman of water control with Wuzhiqi for protection, and the hexagram showed that the old Taoist priest Tianchenzi was still safe and did not fall, which really made him feel relieved.
Wei Yuan should have left after confirming the mountain king.
But the old Taoist priest had no mobile phone, so Wei Yuan had to come to him in person.
The young Taoist priest who had long since died politely showed Wei Yuan the way. Wei Yuan politely refused the Taoist priest's intention to lead the way and headed towards the side yard where the old Taoist priest lived. The more he walked, the more he could sense that there was a demonic aura everywhere in this place, but in this demonic aura, there was actually a trace of Buddhist and Taoist aura at the same time, solemn and vast, like a pure land.
And the Taoist priests walking among them were all dead skins.
Shocking.
Wei Yuan managed to hold his expression and avoid those Taoist priests without making a sound, avoiding contact with anything that might expose himself. After walking around for a while, he finally found the house. He simply took a few quick steps and pushed the door open. The vigilant voice of the old Taoist priest came from inside:
"Who?"
The old Taoist priest with white hair and a strong spirit held the yellow talisman and stared at the door.
Seeing that it was Wei Yuan who came in, he breathed a sigh of relief, but was surprised and asked: "Why are you here?"
Wei Yuan saw that the old Taoist priest was fine, and there was a pot of wine next to him, and said unhappily:
"If you really wait a month to come back, I can only collect your body, go!"
The old Taoist priest was still a little confused. Wei Yuan took a few steps forward, grabbed the Taoist priest's wrist, turned around and took steps to take him away from this dangerous place.
Then,
He paused.
Because the wrist in his hand had no bones or flesh, it was like a piece of skin.
Human skin.
The Crouching Tiger Order, which was originally sealed by the energy, suddenly trembled violently, emitting a very strong heat, and actually broke the seal, emitting a low tiger roar.
The old Taoist priest was silent and stared at the back of Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan suddenly let go and rolled forward, avoiding the cold blow from behind. His pupils suddenly contracted, staring at the old man. He saw the wind blowing past, and the old Taoist stared at him expressionlessly. He saw Tian Chenzi's arms hanging down, his Taoist robe loose, and the familiar face wrinkled, with a series of ripples.
The yellow talisman that was just held in his hand was scattered, and the runes on it were all bloody.
Like paper money.