Quick Wear: She Whose Negative System Is Broken

This jade pen was a magic weapon that Shen Xiangxun collected and gave to her that year. It could greatly enhance the effect of the talismans or small formations drawn by the person holding the pen.

Yu Tang used a pen to add two strokes to the small spirit gathering formation on the alchemy furnace, turning it into a spirit dispersing formation.

From now on, using this alchemy furnace to make elixirs will only dissipate the medicinal properties and spiritual power of the materials used, nourishing the alchemy furnace itself.

She returned to the villa. Now that her cultivation had broken through the foundation-building stage, she had enough spiritual power to activate the incarnation puppet.

Yu Tang took out a substitute doll similar to the one he used on He Shan Zhizi, drew a talisman on it, and then dripped his heart's blood onto it to establish a contract.

She shaped the doll's face into the image of a thin Taoist priest with black hair tied up high, long eyebrows and a long beard.

She chose a small hill in Nanxin District of Beijing as her dojo and took out a seed of a giant 檖杺 tree from her storage bag. The seed took root and grew rapidly as soon as it landed on the ground. As Yu Tang's spiritual power stimulated it, it gradually grew into the shape she had planned in her mind.

A small wooden Taoist temple is quietly located on Linglu Mountain.

Linglu Mountain has a maximum altitude of 223.35 meters. The mountain gradually rises from north to south. It is called Linglu Mountain because of its shape which resembles a lying deer.

A hiking trail has been developed in the mountain, which is open from 5 a.m. to 7 p.m. Local residents who like to exercise like to climb Linglu Mountain on weekdays or for morning exercises.

On this day, many people who usually went hiking on Linglu Mountain were surprised to find that a small Taoist temple appeared on the top of the mountain overnight.

The tree roots are entwined under the walls of the Taoist temple, and the joints are tightly fitted together, making them look like branches grown naturally, a work of art that is beyond compare.

People doing morning exercises climbed up one by one, but no one came down.

It was not until noon that people from the TV station came up, and then staff from the housing and construction department, firefighters, and police all gathered. The hilltop, which was usually open, was now crowded with people.

Someone knocked on the door but there was no response. I looked through the window, but there was clearly nothing on it and I couldn't see clearly inside.

The crowd gathered together, chattering, and fearing an accident might occur due to the overcrowding, the firefighters and police began to disperse the crowd.

The closed door of the Tai Chi Bagua pattern suddenly opened, and then separated into vines and retreated as if it had life.

The scene was quiet for a moment, and then a thin Taoist priest with an immortal look walked out. His hair and beard fluttered in the wind, and there was a rainbow of colors on his head.

The crowd stared in amazement at the scene which looked like something out of a TV drama.

"I am the descendant of the Yuanqing Sect. Today, I am guided by the Heavenly Dao and come down the mountain to bless you. If you have any difficulties, you can follow me in. As long as it does not violate the principles of Heaven and morality, I can help you."

As for the others who came up to him, whether they were TV crew members who wanted to interview him or government officials who wanted to ask him about his illegal construction, the clone ignored them and turned straight into the Taoist temple.

The gate of the Taoist temple was open, but the swarming crowd couldn't get in.

Some people who were watching the fun took videos and posted them online. Some people even started a live broadcast from the beginning. Most of the comments were questioning whether it was a show.

"It shouldn't be a show, there are public officials here."

"Do they dare to pretend to be public officials?"

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Just then, a strong old man with gray hair on his temples squeezed to the front and walked in tentatively.

The people around were silent for a moment, and then they started to talk again. “This is weird, how could he get in?”

Everyone was blocked outside by the transparent wall and could only watch the old man walk in.

The clone was sitting on a cushion in meditation and pointed to the cushion opposite him, signaling him to sit down.

"What's the problem?" Yu Tang detected with his mental power that he was the most emotional person among the group of people outside who were having fun. Looking at his current appearance, there was expectation and doubt.

He knelt down carefully, not knowing how to salute, and simply kowtowed, "Master, I have something to ask."

The old man's name is Xiang Guohua. He has a son who was born with cerebral palsy. The couple has been taking care of him for more than 20 years.

Recently, after his wife had a fever, she became weaker and weaker. The hospital couldn't find any serious illness, so he just took care of her and stopped worrying.

For the sake of their son with cerebral palsy, the couple has to work to earn money and take care of him, so they have to worry a lot.

As they get older, they have more and more to worry about.

Xiang Guohua goes to Linglu Mountain to climb every morning. In addition to relaxing, it is also for exercise. Two people at home are paralyzed and weak, so he needs to be able to hold on.

Yu Tang took a close look at Xiang Guohua's face. He had a narrow forehead, messy eyebrows, clear eyes, and a thick round nose. He was a hard-working and miserable man. He had no evil thoughts in his mind, and all he asked for was for his family.

She nodded and said, "Bring your wife and children to see me here at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. You can go back first."

"Yes."

Xiang Guohua wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, kowtowed again, and then stood up and left.

Seeing him walk out with red eyes, everyone crowded around him. The beautiful woman from the TV station was squeezed all over the place, but she still did not forget to interview him, "Sir, how did you get in? What did you say to the Taoist priest?"

Xiang Guohua ignored everyone, squeezed out of the crowd, and hurried down the mountain. He had been delayed on the mountain for the entire morning and had no idea what the situation was like at home.

The crowd at the door dispersed a little, and then, one after another, people tried to enter the door, and two or three of them succeeded.

They all prayed for good health. After two o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Tang closed the door again.

Her current cultivation level can only sustain for more than three hours.

No longer having to waste his energy controlling his clone, Yu Tang heaved a sigh of relief and took out a spirit stone from his storage bag to absorb spiritual power.

After absorbing the spirit stone, it turned into a dull gem of ordinary quality. Yu Tang stuffed it back into the storage bag. In the future, if he was out of money in some world, he could still exchange it for some money.

That evening, the local news in Beijing reported the sudden appearance of a Taoist temple on Linglu Mountain, as well as the various strange phenomena in which people were blocked at the wide-open gate and unable to get in.

Early the next morning, Xiang Guohua carried his son on his back and supported his wife as they climbed up Linglu Mountain.

At 8:55, Yu Tang sat down in the office and began to control the actions of his clone.

The door opened at nine o'clock, and the three people who had rested well walked in, supporting each other.

The clone prepared an ordinary health-preserving elixir, divided it into two, gave half to Xiang Guohua's wife Zhang Yuying, and gave the other half to their son with spiritual water, which was then supplemented with spiritual power to treat brain damage.

The pill took effect quickly and Zhang Yuying felt the changes in herself immediately. The soreness and weakness she had just felt from climbing the mountain disappeared. At this moment, she looked at her son who was being treated with great hope.

Xiang Guohua and Zhang Yuying waited for a while, and when they saw their son open his eyes, they burst into tears of joy. Zhang Yuying covered her face and cried so hard that she couldn't even stand.

"Dad, Mom." Due to not exercising for a long time, his muscles have degenerated severely. He wanted to stand up on his own but couldn't.

After seeing off the couple who expressed their gratitude profusely, Yu Tang then treated two more patients.

That evening, the situation of Xiang Guohua and his wife and several other people, as well as the Taoist temple on Linglu Mountain, appeared in the news again.