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

The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

The Kunlun Mountains were shrouded in wind and snow, and the peaks of the snow-capped mountains were tinged with a faint golden edge by the sunlight.

The atmosphere inside the central tent at Camp Seven is solemn.

The jade box was opened, and a talisman lay quietly on the red silk.

It is about the size of a palm, and the body of the tally is fish-shaped, divided into two parts. The inner side is engraved with seal script characters, and the characters "Anxi", "Zhechong", and "Ling" can be vaguely discerned. It is a typical fish tally for mobilizing troops in the Tang Dynasty.

The fish-shaped talisman was originally a dark bronze color, but now its surface was faintly shimmering with a warm golden light, and when held in the hand, one could feel a warm aura.

"This is the core of the secret realm..." Zhou Kai stared at the fish talisman, his eyes shining. "It feels so warm, completely without that eerie feeling."

"Indeed, the last thoughts of the eight hundred heroic spirits merged into it, cleansing away the evil and making it a precious treasure containing the noble spirit of the army."

Master Songyun stroked his beard and said, "If this item is used to guard military camps, or if it is wielded by someone who cultivates military techniques and formations, it will surely have a miraculous effect."

Wei Zhixing closed the jade box and looked at President Qin on the satellite communication screen.

"President Qin, mission accomplished. The secret realm has dissipated, the core fish talisman is here, and the obsessions of the eight hundred Tang soldiers have been resolved and have been integrated into the fish talisman."

He gave a detailed account of everything that happened after entering the secret realm, especially the awe-inspiring scenes of the gatekeepers appearing, the heroic spirits battling, the obsession dissipating, and the merging into the fish talisman.

On the other end of the screen, President Qin, Daoist Xuanming, and others listened with great emotion and deep feelings.

"Gao Xianzhi led an expedition to Little Bolu... Eight hundred elite soldiers fought a bloody battle in Kunlun, their spirits imprisoned for a thousand years... until today, they have finally been freed."

Master Xuanming sighed, "Fortunately, Master Li bestowed a divine object upon us; otherwise, these heroic souls would have continued to fight for who knows how much longer."

After a moment of silence, President Qin slowly spoke: "This matter is of immeasurable merit. Those heroic spirits were all heroes of our Great Xia. They can finally rest in peace."

He paused, his gaze falling on the jade box: "This fish-shaped talisman... what do you think we should do with it?"

Wei Zhixing and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Master Songyun pondered and said, "It was Master Li's couplet and the door god statue that triggered the cause and effect, which is why we were able to successfully collect this item. Moreover, without Master Li's divine object to protect us, we would not have been able to enter the secret realm at all, let alone resolve our obsessions. In my opinion, this item is destined to be with Master Li."

Master Yuyang nodded in agreement: "Indeed, this treasure is good, but our cultivation methods are not compatible with the military spirit energy. If we force ourselves to control it, we may not be able to bring out its maximum effect, and it may even be a waste of its potential."

"But Master Li is of profound cultivation and possesses extraordinary abilities, so this item is most suitable for him."

Wei Zhixing also said, "President Qin, Master Li deserves the greatest credit for the success of this mission."

After listening to everyone's opinions, President Qin nodded slowly.

In fact, he already had this idea in mind when he heard the report.

This fish-shaped talisman is tied to a thousand years of karma and contains the souls of eight hundred soldiers; it is no small matter. Although the Night Watch headquarters has many capable people, who can truly wield this item? Who can ensure that there will be no mistakes?

Only Master Li.

That unfathomable being, who could settle the world with a casual couplet or two door god images, was the perfect person to handle this fish-shaped talisman.

Moreover, this is also an excellent opportunity to deepen one's relationship with Master Li.

"Alright." President Qin made the decision. "As you say, Wei Zhixing, once we've made sure there are no hidden dangers at the camp, you'll be responsible for escorting this fish-shaped talisman to headquarters."

"Yes!" Wei Zhixing solemnly replied.

"Furthermore," President Qin changed the subject, "Tonight is New Year's Eve. You have worked hard in Kunlun for months, experiencing one fierce battle after another. Your contributions and efforts are commendable."

"Headquarters has arranged for helicopters to transport supplies to the camp so you can have a good New Year at the camp."

Wei Zhixing paused for a moment, then read the chapter update: Chapter 95, "This Item is Destined for the Daoist!" A warm feeling welled up in his heart: "Thank you, President Qin!"

"No need to thank me, you deserve it." President Qin's voice softened. "Please convey my regards to all the members of the camp, and to Daoist Masters Songyun and Yuyang... thank you for your hard work."

"yes!"

Communication ended.

Wei Zhi walked out of the tent, the cold wind hitting his face, but he felt his heart burning.

Soon, the roar of propellers filled the sky.

Three heavy transport helicopters pierced through the clouds and slowly landed at a temporary landing site next to the camp.

When the hatch opened, the first thing to come out wasn't the supply crates, but a group of night watchmen logistics personnel dressed in logistics uniforms, carrying boxes of various sizes.

"Manager Wei! Headquarters sent us to make dumplings for everyone!" The logistics team leader, a chubby middle-aged man, saluted with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, various supplies were unloaded.

The once desolate and quiet camp instantly became lively.

Master Songyun and Master Yuyang also arrived upon hearing the news, stroking their beards and smiling upon seeing the scene.

"The warmth of everyday life is what truly comforts the human heart," Master Songyun remarked. "Mr. Qin, you've put your heart into this."

Soon, several large pots were set up in the camp, and hot water was boiled. Everyone, whether they knew how to make dumplings or not, gathered around, some kneading the dough, some chopping the filling, and some rolling out the wrappers.

Although the dumplings they made were oddly shaped, the camp was filled with laughter and joy.

Even the usually serious and diligent disciples of Wudang and Quanzhen rolled up their sleeves, tried making dumplings, and showed rare relaxed smiles on their faces.

The sky was getting dark.

The water in the big pot was boiling, and plump white dumplings were put into the pot, rolling and floating.

When the first batch of dumplings was scooped out and steaming hot, and distributed into everyone's lunchboxes, someone shouted, "Happy New Year!"

Happy Chinese New Year!

"Happy New Year!"

Blessings echoed throughout the mountains, sounding especially warm amidst the cold winds of the Kunlun Mountains.

Wei Zhixing held the lunchbox, took a bite of a dumpling. The filling was plentiful, and the taste wasn't particularly good, but it was warm and comforting.

He looked up and gazed southeast.

That place is Luxian County, and Qingfeng Temple.

Master Li... is he also preparing for the New Year right now?

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at the same time.

Thousands of miles away, in Luxian County, where the climate is much milder, the festive atmosphere of the Lunar New Year has already enveloped the area.

As night fell, the county town was already brightly lit, and the sound of firecrackers began to ring out sporadically from dusk.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, the aroma of food, and the laughter of people.

Qingfeng Temple, however, was unusually quiet.

The small Taoist temple had only two red lanterns hanging, which illuminated the newly pasted Spring Festival couplets on the door, serving as a mere decoration.

The kitchen was steaming hot.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Shouqing, wearing an apron, was busy at the stove.

A steamed fish, a bowl of braised pork, a plate of stir-fried cured pork with garlic sprouts, a pot of cabbage and tofu soup, and a plate of freshly steamed rice cakes garnished with red dates.

It's very simple, but it's made with great care.

Li Jun assisted from the side, handing over plates and bowls.

"Master, that's enough, that's enough. There are just the two of us, we can't eat that much."

"It's Chinese New Year, so we have to do it properly." The old Taoist priest sprinkled the last bit of chopped green onions on the soup, turned off the heat, and said, "For good luck, may we have abundance every year."

The master and apprentice carried the food to the small square table in the main room and set out the bowls and chopsticks.

There was no television, no noise.

There was only a room with warm light, two people, a few dishes of home-cooked food, and the faint sounds of bustling city life coming from outside the window.

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