Immortal Mystery Sequence: I Establish a Divine Duty for Heaven and Earth

Quiet room.

Jiang Tu sat alone behind the table, his palms outstretched.

The little green grasshopper jumped out of his palm and landed on the table. Its antennae swayed gently as it stared straight at him, probably trying to confirm his identity.

Jiang Tu was also observing its every move.

The evolving land vividly unfolds before your eyes, creating a scene that truly feels somewhat dreamlike.

The man and the insect stared at each other for a few moments. Suddenly, the insect's belly swelled up, growing larger and larger, before it suddenly contracted and spat out a neatly folded letter that landed on the table.

*Sizzle!* *Thud!*

Jiang Tu: "..."

He looked at the letter on the table and fell silent for a moment.

ha?

So... this wasn't the local land spirit that actively sought out and recognized its master?

It turned out to be a messenger insect spirit that had recognized a master in someone else's possession and came to report to him midway?

And this kind of operation?

He knew it! Xiaopei County isn't exactly a gathering place for farmers, so it shouldn't be possible for a land spirit to be born there. This insect spirit was clearly attracted to him by taking a detour while delivering the message!

How come he never noticed before that the insect spirit had the potential to be a double agent?

Not loyal at all! They turned around and became traitors!

Could it be that... any special spiritual object related to the sequence is naturally attracted to him, the Lord of the Great Dao?

At first glance, this seems like a good thing, but if you think about it carefully, one or two isolated cases are fine, but what if it goes on for a long time? If hundreds or thousands of insect spirits, or even more other land spirits, all come to his place, won't his little courtyard become a den of land spirits?

Even if you don't want to be exposed, you have no choice but to be!

No, we need to find a reliable way to refuse the allegiance of these spirits, or a way to hide all the local spirits that have wandered in along the way, so that they are not discovered by outsiders.

Right now... he looked down at the letter on the table, then at the insect spirit.

After spitting out the letter, the little guy lay down to the side, its little belly heaving as it panted. It looked up at Jiang Tu, and Jiang Tu inexplicably sensed a hint of sycophancy in its eyes. It was as if the other party was saying: Did I do a good job? Praise me, praise me!

You betrayed your master, and you still expect me to praise you?

Yes, that definitely deserves praise, well done!

He picked up the letter... It wasn't good to peek at other people's letters, but what could he do when the letter was delivered by the insect spirit?

He was a soft-hearted person and didn't want to see the insect spirit make a wasted trip, so the letter was his.

Let the insect spirit take the blame!

shhh-

Jiang Tu unfolded the letter with a clear conscience and glanced at it, but his pupils suddenly contracted.

It was a letter written by Madam Qin!

Ten years have passed since they parted ways after the strange disaster in Dajiang County. His understanding of Qin Niangzi and Xiao Tuyun mostly comes from the feedback records of the Sequence Gold Strategy, but that is nothing more than lines of empty text and the accumulation of a few strings of cause and effect values.

What I hold in my hand now is a real letter, with neat and simple handwriting that exudes sincerity.

In a daze, I could even recall Qin Niangzi's voice and smile from her handwriting. Back then, she was just an ordinary village woman, with the enthusiasm and diligence of a village woman... As the saying goes, handwriting reflects the person, and this is true.

The letter was addressed to Wang Congyun.

The conversation began with pleasantries, with the question being asked about Master Wang's health.

Then there's the Qin family's current situation. Thanks to Master Wang's continuous efforts to rescue farmers and send people to Qingshan Lake, the Qin family has now grown to a considerable size, with over a hundred farmers and more than twenty field supervisors.

The letter also specifically mentioned the insect spirit and the snake spirit, saying that these two earth spirits were born of nature and were born in Qingshan Lake to protect the area. They each had their own duties: the insect spirit delivered messages, and the snake spirit protected the fields. They got along very well with the Qin family.

Do not disturb the insect spirit when you see it. If there is a reply, you can safely hand it over to the insect spirit to take back.

In the middle section, Qin Xian's tone changed noticeably. She asked Master Wang about his recent situation and whether there were any unusual developments in the Taoist sect.

The letter read: "When you are out there, Daoist Master, you must not sacrifice yourself to save the flame of our agricultural path. Be careful in everything you do... The Qin family is no longer the scattered soldiers it once was. The lives of a hundred people depend on your good intentions. Everyone is concerned about your safety. Therefore, if there are any changes, there is still a way out. Daoist Master, you may come to my Qingshan Lake for a chat and hide away from the chaos."

At the end of the letter were several pages of her experience and insights in farming, clearly organized, and she hoped that Wang Congyun would also work diligently in the fields.

"If an opportunity arises in the future... perhaps you can abandon Taoism and go into farming to find another way out. The path of Taoism seems fraught with danger now, with unfathomable secrets behind it. You must take great care of yourself, Master."

Jiang Tu read the letter twice from beginning to end, his heart filled with countless emotions and deep sighs.

Seeing the changes in Qingshan Lake from Jin Ce is one thing, but reading the letter from the Qin family head is another. You can feel Qin Xian's seriousness and expectation in every word. She is not just making things up, but trying to pave a way out for Wang Congyun.

Wang Congyun's actions over the past ten years have far exceeded Jiang Tu's expectations!

Initially, when he saw Wang Congyun save people, he thought it might be a decision made on a whim due to youthful impetuosity. However, he did not expect that he would still be consistent in his original intention after many years.

The number of "farmers" who survived under his command has reached over a hundred. It can be said that without him, the Qin family of Qingshan Lake would not be as prosperous as it is today!

Putting himself in Jiang Tu's shoes, he knew he wouldn't do that. The more people he saved, the more dangerous it would be for him. He was the kind of person who would only care for himself when he was poor, and he wasn't sure if he would help the world when he was successful. He wasn't successful yet; he was only at the beginning of the path.

Wang Congyun rose from humble beginnings yet managed to do such a thing. Even if it was to leave himself a way out, we should judge things by their actions, not their intentions. This young man has the potential to be a sage!

He truly regarded this as his life's mission, becoming a loyal protector of the Dao, tearing open a breach in the Dao right under the Daoist sect's nose and cutting off its lifeline!

Jiang Tu folded the letter again and stuffed it back into the insect spirit's mouth.

"Keep sending! Go find Wang Congyun. I want to see his reply and find out how Little Wang Daoist is doing. We can't stop updating!"

He flicked his finger—

Swish!

The insect spirit swallowed the letter, circled twice on the table to determine its location, and then burrowed down, transforming into a green light and disappearing into the earth.

Jiang Tu pondered for a long time, seemingly lost in thought, his expression subtle.

The fact that the insect spirits joined him halfway through his journey broadened his horizons and showed him a completely new possibility.

If all the insect spirits are unconsciously drawn to him when they go out to deliver messages... then he's not just someone who peeks at a letter.

He will become the core of this insect spirit intelligence network. He can review all information circulating through the insect spirits before deciding whether to release it. He can keep what is useful, cut off what is dangerous, and even add something to what is valuable before releasing it.

Anyway, no one knows that the letter passed through his hands!

With the prosperity of agriculture within the Taoist sect, a local spirit will surely emerge in the near future... and the movements of the insect spirits will be closely related to it! The messages they convey will undoubtedly involve many secrets of the Taoist sect!

The development of Qingshan Lake and the whereabouts of Wang Congyun are similar!

This information was originally too far removed from him, and he was just worried about how to obtain more sources of intelligence. The appearance of the insect spirit was like a pillow coming when he was sleepy!

This is the real benefit of being a sequence opener!

More than twenty years have passed since the beginning of the Great Dao, and many more benefits are about to be realized...!

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Yunying Mountain, Lingjiang Temple.

Inside the back hall.

Dong Daozi sat opposite another Taoist master.

The man was thin with prominent cheekbones and a long beard under his chin; his Taoist name was Qing Shuzi.

Between the two sat a furnace emitting wisps of smoke, above which the pure, pale gold Taoist energy swirled like dragons and snakes, amidst a misty haze, as if they were engaged in a debate and a contest of magic.

The wind rises and the clouds surge, its power overwhelming mountains and rivers.

Squeak.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a slightly dark-skinned and thin young man walked in. He was wearing the robes of an inner disciple, his steps were steady, and his brows and eyes carried a hint of the gravitas of a farmer. His appearance was quite handsome. He was none other than Li Xiaobing, the "field farmer" carefully cultivated by the Taoist sect.

He stopped in front of Uncle Qing and bowed.

"Disciple pays respects to revered master and senior master."

Uncle Qing slowly opened his eyes, his domineering aura gradually subsided, but his superior demeanor remained unchanged.

"My disciple, I have summoned you here today because I have important matters to discuss with you..."

"After receiving the Dao, all inner disciples of our Daoist sect will go down the mountain to experience and temper their Daoist hearts. Although you come from the agricultural path and are somewhat different from our Daoist disciples, and do not need to undergo the Daoist initiation, you have after all reached the limit of the second realm of the agricultural path, the field steward, and have not made any progress for five years. Why not go down the mountain to experience and temper your Daoist heart? Perhaps the day of breaking through the realm will come naturally!"

Li Xiaobing, with her eyelids lowered, had already anticipated this and respectfully asked, "This disciple will obey Master's orders. May I ask what the training mission is...?"

Uncle Qing looked at Dong Daozi.

Dong Daozi then smiled knowingly.

"My good-for-nothing disciple, Wang Congyun, has been training down the mountain for a long time now. If I count the years, it will soon be the eleventh year. This child is too honest and too naive. He is wholeheartedly devoted to the Daoist sect."

"Every time I told him he could return to the mountain to receive the Dao, he always insisted on staying down the mountain to continue to serve my Daoist sect, obediently carrying out every instruction without any disloyalty."

"As his master, I'm worried that he might be bullied or have some kind of difficulty down the mountain."

His tone was gentle and persuasive, revealing not a trace of doubt.

"Therefore, your mission on this trip is to stay by Cong Yun's side. If he has a mission, you should help him solve it. If he has any difficulties, you should lend a hand. If he does anything unusual... you should also report to the sect in time so that I, as his master, can pay more attention to my disciple."

Li Xiaobing's heart tightened.

follow?

That sounds nice, but it doesn't.

This is clearly a way of sending him to keep an eye on Wang Congyun and monitor him closely.

Is this a sign of suspicion? So being too loyal to you and too obedient to your orders isn't good either?

He remained expressionless, bowed, and said, "Yes, disciple understands! Disciple will do his utmost to follow Senior Brother Wang and will not dare to slack off."

He turned to leave, but Qing Shuzi suddenly spoke, his voice high and resonant, reaching straight into his ears.

It immediately made one feel as if they had thorns in their back, and their heart and soul were chilled.

"Xiao Bing."

Qing Shuzi's gaze was calm and composed, his temperament as still as a deep well, yet behind him lay the imposing aura of a great path.

"Do you still remember those fellow disciples of the Farming Path who sacrificed their cultivation and lives so that you could achieve your current level of progress? Now that you are at the foot of the mountain, you must always remember their past sacrifices and the help your sect has given you."

Li Xiaobing's face instantly changed! She turned deathly pale! It seemed she had recalled something incredibly terrifying…

thump!

His knees buckled, and he knelt on the spot, large beads of sweat pouring down his forehead. Trembling, he replied, "Yes... this disciple would never forget! This disciple was born a member of the Daoist sect, and will die a member of the Daoist sect!"

"Very good, you may leave."