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

"unknown?"

Chen Jianguo frowned.

"Yes, we tested it for 72 hours straight, and the amulet's effectiveness did not diminish at all."

The bespectacled man said incredulously, "This means that it might... be permanent."

A collective gasp filled the conference room.

A magical artifact that has a permanent effect?

This is unheard of!

The Night Watch also has protective artifacts inside, but most of them are time-limited, ranging from a few hours to a few days, and they need to be recharged or re-consecrated after use.

Like this, which may be permanently effective...

"This is no longer a magic artifact," Liu Zhenguo said slowly. "This is... a divine artifact."

He looked at the fifty amulets with burning eyes.

"Distribute them immediately, with priority given to frontline combat personnel."

"Also, pass on the message: for the Taoist priest's next live stream, buy everything, no matter what he features, and the organization will reimburse you."

"yes!"

……

Zhongyuan City, Special Office.

A middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit opened the package he had just received.

Inside are twenty peach wood plaques.

He picked up a piece; it felt warm and smooth to the touch, with clear wood grain.

The sign was engraved with the two characters "Peace and Safety," the handwriting was childish, but every stroke exuded a certain indescribable charm.

"Is this what 'riding an ox out of Hangu Pass' made?" the middle-aged man asked.

A young assistant next to him nodded: "Yes, Director. We discovered this live broadcast room based on the report submitted by Nancheng."

The middle-aged man fiddled with the peach wood plaque, feeling its rough texture, and frowned slightly.

He, a person who had cultivated Taoist practices for decades, could not sense anything unusual at all.

"Have you found out anything? What's the background of this Qingfeng Temple?"

"After checking, the abbot is Zhang Shouqing, a registered Taoist priest of the Zhengyi sect. He has lived a life of quiet cultivation with no special records. His disciple, Li Jun, is nineteen years old and an ordinary college student."

"Ordinary?" The middle-aged man laughed. "Being able to make something like this is anything but ordinary."

He put down the peach wood plaque and looked out the window.

"The spiritual energy is recovering at an accelerated pace, and there are more and more abnormal events in various places. We are stretched thin in terms of manpower and resources."

"If this Qingfeng Temple can truly produce magical artifacts of this caliber consistently..."

He turned to his assistant and ordered, "Make contact, but be careful not to disturb them."

"Yes."

……

Lu County, Qingfeng Temple.

Li Jun was completely unaware of what had happened.

He's having a headache over something else.

After the peach wood plaques sold out instantly, the number of comments urging viewers to buy more appeared in the live stream.

He had to increase the frequency of his live streams from twice a week to once every other day.

The production of amulets has also increased, but demand still exceeds supply.

What puzzled him even more was that some strange requests started appearing in his private messages.

"Master, can you customize ritual implements? The price is negotiable."

"Host, do you take on feng shui layout projects? Starting price is one million."

"Master Li, my husband is possessed by an evil spirit! Please come out of seclusion, I promise you a great reward!"

Li Jun refused them all.

He sells handicrafts, not feudal superstition.

But these people were all very sincere, some even directly transferring money as a deposit.

Li Jun could only return the money and then block him.

"Master, do you think these people are crazy?" Li Jun couldn't help but complain during the meal.

The old Taoist priest shoveled rice into his bowl without looking up: "Money can corrupt people. What's the cost of those things you're selling? Selling them at such high prices, it's normal that some people are trying to take advantage of you."

Li Jun thought about it and felt it made sense.

"Then I'll be more careful in the future and won't say things I shouldn't."

"Yes, just keep that in mind."

As the master and apprentice were talking, there was a knock on the courtyard gate.

"Excuse me, is Master Zhang here?"

The voice was very polite.

Li Jun put down the bowl and went out to open the door.

There were three people standing outside the door.

Two men and one woman.

The leader was a man in his thirties, well-dressed and with a refined demeanor.

A man and a woman followed behind, both dressed in casual clothes, but standing upright with sharp eyes.

"Who are you?" Li Jun asked.

"Hello, we are from the Provincial Folk Culture Research Association." The refined-looking man handed over a business card. "My name is Zhou Wenyuan, and these two are my colleagues."

Li Jun took the business card and looked at it.

Zhou Wenyuan, researcher at the Provincial Folk Culture Research Association.

It looks quite professional.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"We've heard that Qingfeng Temple is a famous ancient temple in our Lu County, so we came here specifically to investigate and visit Master Zhang," Zhou Wenyuan said with a gentle smile. "I wonder if it's convenient?"

Li Jun turned around and glanced at his master.

The old Taoist priest has already come over.

"Investigation and research?" The old Taoist priest frowned. "What's there to investigate in our little temple?"

"Master Zhang, you're too kind." Zhou Wenyuan said respectfully. "Although Qingfeng Temple is not large in scale, it has a long history and is one of the important nodes in the inheritance of the Zhengyi sect in our province. It is of great research value."

These words struck a chord with the old Taoist priest.

The old man had been proud of Qingfeng Temple all his life, and his expression softened considerably upon hearing someone's approval.

"Come in."

He ushered the three of them into the courtyard.

Zhou Wenyuan walked around, looking at the courtyard.

The old but clean main hall, the old-fashioned bricks and tiles, and the peach wood drying in the sun...

His gaze lingered on Li Jun for a few more seconds.

Young, sunny, and looks like an ordinary college student.

But according to intelligence, it seems that this young man was the one who created those incredible magical artifacts.

"Master Zhang, is it just you and your disciple in your temple?" Zhou Wenyuan asked.

"Yes, this is a place for quiet cultivation. Too many people would only make it noisy," the old Taoist priest said calmly.

"That's true." Zhou Wenyuan nodded, then changed the subject, "I heard that your apprentice, Li Jun, sells some traditional cultural handicrafts online?"

Li Jun's heart tightened.

coming.

Sure enough, that's what they came for.

The old Taoist priest glanced at Li Jun, then said to Zhou Wenyuan, "Young man, messing around like this to supplement your family income, what, is this against regulations?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstand." Zhou Wenyuan quickly waved his hand. "Our research association attaches great importance to the inheritance of folk handicrafts. It's a good thing that Li Jun can use the online platform to spread traditional culture."

He paused for a moment, then said, "We've come here for two reasons: first, to conduct research, and second, to see if there's any possibility of cooperation."

"Cooperation?" Li Jun asked, puzzled.

"Yes." Zhou Wenyuan smiled. "Our research group has some projects that require the customization of handicrafts with traditional cultural characteristics as gifts or display items. I think the peach wood sword and amulet made by Li Jun are quite good. Although the craftsmanship is... simple, it is very distinctive."

That was a perfectly watertight statement.

Li Jun thought to himself that if it was a custom order from a legitimate company, it would be a stable source of income.

"Researcher Zhou, what exactly do you want?" he asked.

"For example, peach wood swords, amulets, and the peach wood plaques you've been making recently," Zhou Wenyuan said. "The quantities may be quite large, the production cycle needs to be stable, and the price is negotiable."

He glanced at the old Taoist priest: "Of course, it would be even better if Master Zhang could personally take action."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand: "I'm old and my hands aren't steady. Jun'er did all of this. You can talk to him."

A fleeting hint of disappointment crossed Zhou Wenyuan's eyes, but he quickly regained his smile.

"Li Jun, shall we discuss the details?"