I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

The next morning, Li Jun went down the mountain after breakfast.

He rode his electric scooter to the market to buy some things for the New Year: glutinous rice, red dates, brown sugar to make New Year cakes, and some fresh vegetables and meat.

Although the Taoist temple is poor, it still needs to maintain the proper rituals for the New Year.

After buying his things, Li Jun went to the town's post office.

There weren't many people in the post office. A woman in her forties was sitting behind the counter knitting a sweater.

"Big sister, I need to send a package." Li Jun placed the wrapped couplets and door god statues on the counter.

"Oh, sending out Spring Festival couplets so early?" The older woman put down her sweater, smiled, and took the package. "Where should I send it?"

Li Jun handed over the address of the border defense force provided in the news.

The older sister glanced at it, then paused, stunned: "Send it to Kunlun?"

"Yes." Li Jun nodded. "It's for the border guards."

The older sister looked up at Li Jun, her gaze softening considerably.

"Good girl." She said as she unpacked the package to check it. "Post office policy dictates that we have to check things before sending them... Wow, this handwriting is really nice!"

She unfolded the Spring Festival couplets, and her eyes lit up.

The red paper and black characters, written with vigorous strokes, possess an indescribable charm.

Then look at those two door god statues.

Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong are painted with lifelike detail, especially their eyes, which are so sharp they look like real people.

"Young man, who taught you your calligraphy and painting?" the older woman asked curiously.

"I just practiced randomly," Li Jun said, somewhat embarrassed.

"You can achieve this level of skill through haphazard practice?" the older woman exclaimed in amazement. "Incredible, truly incredible."

She carefully rewrapped the Spring Festival couplets and door god images, and attached the express delivery slips.

"It's so cold in Kunlun, I don't know if it will arrive before the New Year." The older sister sighed. "Last year, the cotton-padded coat I sent to my son took half a month to arrive."

Li Jun nodded: "Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate."

After paying the postage, Li Jun left the post office.

Riding my electric scooter back home, the winter wind was blowing on my face and it was a bit cold.

He recalled the photos he had seen yesterday.

Those figures standing in the wind and snow.

"Hopefully... it can be delivered."

……

at the same time.

Night Watch headquarters, main conference room.

President Qin sat in the main seat, his expression solemn.

There were seven or eight people sitting in the conference room, all of whom were heads or senior executives of their respective departments.

A large screen on the wall displayed a satellite map of a valley in the Kunlun Mountains.

"That's the situation," President Qin said, pointing to the map. "The energy fluctuations in Kunlun Valley No. 7 are becoming increasingly intense. According to monitoring, an anomaly is very likely to occur before the end of the year."

"What time exactly?" a middle-aged man wearing glasses asked.

"It's impossible to predict precisely," President Qin shook his head, "but based on the energy growth curve, it won't be later than New Year's Eve at the latest."

Silence fell over the meeting room.

New Year's Eve...

That was a day for families to reunite.

"I have already given orders to send three more Night Watch squads to Kunlun, plus disciples from Wudang, Quanzhen, and other Taoist sects, bringing the total to over two hundred." President Qin paused, "But that's still not enough."

"According to ancient records, this level of spiritual energy anomaly is very likely the opening of a secret realm."

"But danger often accompanies secret realms."

An elderly man dressed in a Taoist robe suddenly spoke up: "President Qin, although the secret realm is dangerous, it also presents opportunities."

"I know," President Qin nodded, "but now is not the time to consider opportunities."

"Currently, the world's attention is focused on Kunlun. Japan, Europe, the New World... all kinds of forces are making moves."

"Our men have intercepted three groups of spies attempting to infiltrate, but the border is too long to be completely blocked."

Someone suggested, "Should we hire more people?"

President Qin shook his head and smiled wryly: "The environment in Kunlun is too complicated, and it's a border area with a long border line. Sending more people there would be a drop in the ocean."

"Moreover, this time they have basically emptied out the elite forces of the various branches of the Western Watch, and most of the cultivators from Wudang Mountain and Quanzhen Sect have also been mobilized."

He paused for a moment: "If more personnel are redeployed, the defense forces in various places will be insufficient."

For a moment, no one spoke in the conference room.

Everyone knew that what President Qin said was true.

After the second wave of spiritual tides broke out, abnormal events occurred frequently in various places.

The Night's Watch was already short-handed, and now they had to send their elite troops to Kunlun, leaving them stretched thin.

If more people are redeployed, and something happens elsewhere, there won't even be anyone to handle the emergency.

"well……"

Someone sighed, "It seems that advancing the nationwide cultivation plan is a good thing."

"At that time, even if some people cannot succeed in cultivation due to their aptitude, with the foundation of our Great Xia, even if only one in a thousand people succeeds in cultivation, we will still have a million cultivators."

"Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it."

After this person finished speaking, the atmosphere in the conference room eased slightly.

Everyone had some expectations.

Millions of practitioners...

How enormous would that be?

At that time, the national strength of the Great Xia will experience a qualitative leap.

No demons or foreign forces are to be feared.

But while we may have high hopes, we still need to address the current difficulties.

President Qin rubbed his temples, preparing to deploy the next step of the plan...

Crunch!

The meeting room door was suddenly pushed open.

A young intelligence officer rushed in, his face grave.

"President Qin, there's been a situation in Lu County."

"President Qin, there's been a situation in Lu County."

President Qin's heart tightened: "What's going on?"

"The AI ​​system just detected a package delivery notification." The intelligence officer handed over a printout. "Master Li sent a package from the Luxian post office this morning."

President Qin took the printed document and quickly glanced at it.

Sender: Li Jun.

Mailing address: A border defense unit in Kunlun.

Items to be sent: one pair of Spring Festival couplets and two door god images.

"Spring Festival couplets? Door gods?" President Qin was stunned.

The others in the meeting room looked at each other in bewilderment.

Why did Master Li send this?

"Check the surveillance footage," President Qin decided immediately.

The technician immediately took action and remotely retrieved the surveillance footage from the Luxian Post Office.

Soon, images appeared on the big screen.

Li Jun, wearing a down jacket and carrying a cloth bag, walked into the post office.

He placed the cloth bag on the counter and talked to the post office staff.

The staff unfolded the Spring Festival couplets, examined them carefully, and then repeatedly praised them.

Although I couldn't hear the words, judging from the lip movements, they were probably praising the writing and drawing skills.

Next, the staff processed the paperwork, Li Jun paid, and left with the receipt.

The whole process was quite ordinary.

Just like any ordinary person sending a package.

But in the conference room, everyone was staring at the screen with furrowed brows.

"President Qin, look at this..." Master Xuanming pointed to the screen.

The image freezes on the Spring Festival couplet written by Li Jun and is then enlarged.

"With unwavering resolve, they guard the frontier; with burning passion, they defend their homeland."

Horizontal inscription: "May our mountains and rivers be forever secure."

The handwriting is neat and the strokes are sharp and powerful.

In the conference room, everyone held their breath.

They seemed to sense a strange...power from these simple words.

It is not an energy fluctuation.

Rather, it's something more mysterious.

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