After another hour, a group of people finally returned to the top of the mountain again, and just walked to the gate of Qinghe Temple, Wang Yuanze fell to the ground, lying on the steps and humming and not wanting to move.

Niu Taoist priest obviously cleared the door of the mountain, although he was also tired, but his mood was extremely excited, he didn't care about the hard work of going up the mountain, and passed through the hall to check in the temple, confirmed that the seven evils had disappeared, and happily knelt in the ruins of the patriarch's hall and cried, and then urged Qingfeng Mingyue to hurry up and get the incense and candle magic vessels.

For the next three days, Wang Yuanze was in pain.

Like a puppet, he was dragged by the cow Taoist priest and burned incense and prayed everywhere in the remnants or abandoned temples on the mountain.

I went to the patriarch cave in the back mountain again, and witnessed Wang Yuanze go in and out with the head token, and then completely recognized Wang Yuanze's identity, and then I don't know where to turn out a set of tattered purple robes embroidered with yin and yang gossip patterns and a gossip hat, so that Wang Yuanze was dressed neatly, and once again took the breeze and bright moon four little Taoist children in the Taiyi Hall to write a yellow table and put it into the incense burner to ignite, and announced the ancestors of the generations, and asked Wang Yuanze to sit on the throne of the head again after burning incense and praying, Ding Ding Dong respectfully engraved Wang Yuanze's name on the stone tablet of the heads of the past dynasties in front of the Taiyi Palace, indicating that Wang Yuanze has since become the legitimate leader of the Qinghe faction.

"Nima, I'm tired of Lao Tzu!"

After the sun set, after eating a few bites of food, Wang Yuanze returned to Su Xiaolian's room and fell on the bed.

Eternal Immortal Blessing didn't feel it, but if he continued to torture like this for a few more days, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be tired in advance.

"Master, there are still some things you have to see for yourself!"

After dark, Daoist Niu still refused to let go of Wang Yuanze, and came over with a box that he didn't know where to dig up.

"Great Elder, let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm too tired today, you've been tired for a day, rest early!" Wang Yuanze hummed weakly while lying on the bed.

"Hey, the head of the sect can't be so slack, these are all important items left by the ancestors of my Qinghe faction, only the head of the sect has the right to keep them, and it doesn't make sense to put them here in the old way!"

Wang Yuanze had no choice but to get up and open the box, and suddenly a musty smell almost washed him away.

"What are these things?"

Wang Yuanze held a candle and looked through it hastily, there were various ancient things such as swords, rings, seals, bells, Ruyi, etc., but it looked like the material was extraordinary and the pulp was rich, if it was on the earth, it might be able to sell it for a lot of money in the antique market, but it was useless for Wang Yuanze.

"This is the jade pendant left by the second-generation head of the sect Shui Qingrou Patriarch!"

"This is a black jade ring left by Chen Quanzhen, the head of the third generation!"

"This is the magic weapon left by the sixth generation of head Han Ping Zhenren, the Five Elements Ruyi Bell, this magic weapon was terrible back then, and he killed several third-order demon beasts......"

Niu Daoist took out these strange things in the box next to each other to explain, Wang Yuanze also listened to the eyebrows, but finally figured out that these so-called magic weapons were indeed useful before, but later the aura was lost into waste, but it was still retained from generation to generation, which is regarded as a respect for the ancestors of the past dynasties, and of course it is also a symbol of status, so Niu Daoist persuaded Wang Yuanze to hang these things on his body on weekdays to reflect his dignity.

This proposal of the Niu Taoist was rejected by Wang Yuanze mercilessly.

There are more than a dozen messy things in this box, and they are all hung on their bodies......

Wang Yuanze's brain made up for the jingling of walking with a full body of magic weapons, and his face twitched and he couldn't stop at all.

"Master, these keys are the keys to open several important warehouses of the Taoist Temple, and the most important ......"

Finally, Daoist Niu took out a string of ruler-long bronze keys from the compartment of the box, and his expression was very cautious.

"Where is the treasure warehouse?" Wang Yuanze's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise, and he felt that he finally had good news.

At present, the Qinghe faction is in ruins, and it is the time when money is needed, not to mention that the Qinghe faction has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, and there should be a lot of treasures left in the great business, among which there must be various magic weapons that can only be used by immortal cultivators.

"This ......" Daoist Niu blushed slightly, "Master Qiqi, these warehouses have all been destroyed!"

"It's ruined, and it's a fart!" Wang Yuanze instantly threw the key back into the wooden box with a loud bang.

"Don't be discouraged, since Master Zu has appeared to let you rebuild the Qinghe faction, these warehouses will naturally have to be built in the future, and the treasures will naturally be put inside......"

Wang Yuanze's face was even darker.

"What you said lightly, I'm just a mortal with no spiritual roots but no cultivation, don't say that there are so many palaces and temples on the mountain that need to be built, even if there is no food, clothing and housing on weekdays, how can you let me go to repair the warehouse and collect treasures!"

Wang Yuanze was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood.

"This is what the head needs to consider, Lao Dao believes that Master Zu will not be mistaken, you will definitely do it!"

"Forget it, let's put these things here for the time being, you can go to bed early, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow!" Wang Yuanze hurriedly waved his hand weakly.

Now that this pot is getting bigger and bigger, if he continues to talk, he is afraid that his Dao heart will collapse before he has even started cultivating immortals.

The Ox Taoist priest is finally gone.

Outside the window, the moon hangs high, and the sky is quiet and deep.

The night wind howled and the pine waves were gusting, mixed with the sound of wild beasts and night birds chatting and texting across the mountains.

Wang Yuanze was lying on the bed, playing with a bracelet made of unknown material in his hand.

The quiet moonlight shone through the window on his face.

It seems that his face is calm and waveless, but there is actually an urge to die in his heart.

I thought that it was a beautiful thing to be able to cultivate immortals after crossing over, and I no longer need to work all day long for fame and money as before, and I can live freely and freely from now on, but at the moment, I am afraid that this road is the same, and it seems that I am a life that was born to die of hard work.

After thinking about it, Wang Yuanze's eyes closed and his heart sank into the Purple Mansion, and he began to study the Chongxu True Scripture that Wuyazi passed on to him.