After a moment of silence, Zhang Qingxuan raised his hand and spoke again, with a sincere and solemn tone.
"Daoist Wuji, things have come to this, and chaos has arisen. We, the disciples of Daoist School, have to face the crisis together. I wonder what we and our colleagues can do now to help Maoshan stabilize the seal and calm the chaos?"
When these words were asked, everyone in the audience focused their attention on the high platform, waiting for Daoist Wuji to speak.
Daoist Wuji nodded slightly and replied solemnly
"The only way at the moment is to enter the tower to strengthen the seal, suppress the restless Demonic Fiendish Aura, and prevent the cracks from expanding, so as to prevent Monster from breaking through the seal at the bottom of the tower."
After the words fell, he paused for a moment to calm everyone's mood and continued.
"You don't need to worry. When our ancestors Maoshan built Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, they had already deduced the misfortunes and blessings of the past, and anticipated the danger of today's seal's decline. This tower is not a one-time evil-suppressing tool. The formation Daoist Seal in the tower has a back-up, and can be repeatedly refined and recast multiple times for reinforcement."
Among the crowd, Wen Ning heard this and said silently in his heart: Oh, it turns out that this thing is not a one-time thing, the ancients thought long term.
Just when everyone was slightly relieved, Zhang Qingxuan once again expressed everyone's concerns and asked with a frown.
"But Daoist Wuji, we monks from various sects practice different Daoist methods, and we are not familiar with Maoshan's exclusive evil-suppressing Daoist methods. If we enter the tower hastily, we may not know how to strengthen the seal?"
This is also the doubt of all the monks present. Everyone nodded and looked embarrassed.
Daoist School There are thousands of branches of Daoism in each sect, each with its own inheritance. If you rashly interfere with other sects' tower formations, if you are slightly careless, not only will it fail to be reinforced, but it may aggravate the damage to the seal.
Daoist Wuji spoke calmly, with the final word
"There is no need for Maoshan's exclusive Daoism. This Magic Formation seal is only feared by Supreme Yin and Evil and most inherited from Supreme Yang Force. Any Thunder Arts can be used to strengthen the seal and suppress the restlessness at the bottom of the tower Yao Qi"
The moment these words fell, the face of Wen Ning in the crowd suddenly darkened, and his heart suddenly became clear, and he couldn't help but curse secretly.
Let me go, this old Daoist priest made a special trip to my shop last time, I'm afraid he wasn't looking for trouble at all! At that time, he was secretly observing and testing my Thunder Arts cultivation. He had long planned to use my Thunder Arts to save people and suppress the tower if something happened to Demon-Suppressing Pagoda one day!
He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, and he instantly figured out the cause and effect.
And just as Daoist Wuji finished speaking and everyone in the audience was thinking, a tall figure suddenly strode out from the queue of Maoshan disciples!
It is Maoshan, senior brother, Shi Dajian
He stood upright and strode in the hall with sincere and determined eyes. He raised his hands and asked for orders. His voice was loud and resounded throughout the hall.
"Master! Disciple Shi Dajian, proficient in Maoshan Lightning Thunderclap Fist, learned the orthodox Daoist School Thunder Arts! Disciple is willing to join Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, strengthen the seal, and guard the world!"
After the words fell, Shi Dajian's eyes quickly flashed with provocation. He glanced at Wen Ning in the crowd with a strong sense of competition and dissatisfaction, as if he was demonstrating in public.
In his opinion, it is his best opportunity to prove Maoshan's ability to be righteous and defeat Wen Ning
Just that provocative gaze glanced over, Wen Ning didn't even raise his eyelids, completely ignoring his pretense, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.
On the high platform, Daoist Wuji had a panoramic view of this scene. His eyes stayed on the indifferent Wen Ning for a moment, without making any mistakes. Then he looked at the people in the audience and spoke out to ease the tense atmosphere in the hall.
"Comrades, all of you have been traveling for days and are exhausted physically and mentally. Please take a short rest for the time being."
After the words fell, a group of Maoshan disciples wearing green cloth robes walked into the main hall in an orderly manner, carrying exquisite pastries and tea in their hands, and delivered them to each seat one by one, with all the courtesy.
Everyone sat down and rested, chatting in low voices about the dangers and reinforcements of Demon-Suppressing Pagoda
Only Wen Ning's eyes were instantly attracted by the pastries and tea on the table, and he didn't feel at all solemn about facing the catastrophe of the world.
He picked up a piece of maltose and tasted it slowly. He ate it with gusto and looked at ease, as if he was not at a Daoist School crisis event.
Zhang Siyu on the side was stunned and couldn't help but secretly poked his arm, his eyes filled with helplessness.
How long has it been and this person is still only thinking about eating!
Upon seeing this, Daoist Wuji slowly walked down from the high platform, avoiding everyone around him, and walked to Wen Ning's side
"Boss Wen, Maoshan, can the coarse tea be lightened to taste?"
Wen Ning still stuffed cakes in his mouth, nodded vaguely after hearing the words, with a sincere look on his face
"Yes, it tastes very good. Your Maoshan snacks are much better than the biscuits in my store."
Daoist Wuji smiled lightly when he heard this, looked at him gently, spoke slowly, and went straight to the topic.
"Since Boss Wen is enjoying his meal, the old man boldly asked. This time Demon-Suppressing Pagoda is in crisis and the people are worried. I wonder if Boss Wen is willing to go to Demon-Suppressing Pagoda to help strengthen the seal?"
This was a gentle question, but it carried a profound meaning that could not be avoided.
Wen Ning didn't even think about it, his head shook like a rattle, and he simply refused.
"I'm not going."
He is used to being idle, so he doesn't want to wipe Maoshan's butt for no apparent reason and enter the dangerous monster tower, which is a thankless effort.
Hearing this straightforward rejection, Daoist Wuji's smile did not change, and he was not surprised at all. He just said softly with a firm tone.
"I heard the boss will go."
His tone was calm, but he seemed to have already understood everything that would follow and was confident.
Wen Ning was startled when he heard this, and was about to ask a question. Just as he opened his mouth, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
The crisp ringtone is particularly clear in the hall
Wen Ning was slightly startled, then took out his mobile phone, the screen lit up, and the incoming call note came into view: Godfather, Wen Zhong
Seeing this name, Wen Ning immediately raised his hand to Daoist Wuji in front of him with a polite tone.
"Sorry, pick up the phone"
Daoist Wuji didn't care when he heard this. He just smiled and raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that he could do whatever he wanted and there was no need to be polite.
Wen Ning was not polite. He took the phone and walked away for a few steps to avoid the attention of the monks around him. Then he answered the phone with a somewhat casual tone.
"Hey, godfather, why did you remember to call me?"
Wen Zhong's majestic and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
"Why, I can't call you?"
Wen Ning quickly apologized and said
"Yes, of course I can! My godfather can call me anytime, I'm always here for you!"
Wen Zhong didn't beat around the bush with him. He changed the subject, his tone became more serious and he was joking.
"This time Maoshan's Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, please go there."
Wen Ning was slightly startled, then asked curiously
"Godfather, how do you know? As soon as I arrived at Maoshan, you were chasing after me on the phone?"
Wen Zhong's voice is unhurried, but there is a hint of humor in it
"How do I know? Three Mao Lords is sitting in my office right now. How do you think I know?"
Wen Ning As soon as he heard this, his mind suddenly became clear, and he immediately understood the cause and effect.
The relationship is Maoshan. Seeing something happen to Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, Maoshan is also shaken.
Three Mao Lords came to see Wen Zhong in person, and his godfather spoke in person. Even if he had all kinds of excuses, it would be difficult for him to say no.
His mind was racing, and he immediately stopped asking any more questions and said in a crisp tone, "Okay, godfather, I'll go."
On the other end of the phone, Wen Zhong responded with satisfaction and gave a few more instructions before hanging up the phone.
Wen Ning put away the phone, walked back to his seat slowly, picked up another piece of maltose and stuffed it into his mouth
Daoist Wuji had already seen all this. Seeing that he was back, he was not in a hurry to point it out. He just asked with a smile.
"Boss Wen, look at the origin of this phone call, but did Boss Wen change his mind?"
Wen Ning chewed the cake, sighed vaguely, and said as if accepting his fate
"Okay, old Daoist priest, you win. You can actually shake people."
Daoist Wuji Hearing this, a successful smile finally appeared in his eyes, as if everything was under control
"In that case, I'll bother to hear from the boss."