The truth finally came out, and the Taoist''s plan was really not shallow. It turned out that it was false to search for money. The real purpose was to deceive these villagers to dig mountains for him.

    "Since it''s mountain digging, can''t you give them some money? Why do you use this means?" Du Ziyuan couldn''t understand the Taoist''s practice. Are immortals bad for money? This kind of small mountain village without oil and water will not be spared.

    The Taoist smiled awkwardly: "all the money is with my master. We disciples can''t get much. Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small."

    "Ah." knowing that he didn''t lie, Du Ziyuan didn''t continue to take care of him.

    At this time, the system also sent a prompt.

    "Complete the branch task: solve the difficulties of juvenile villages."

    "Get rewards: number of lucky draw for primary props + 1, primary temporary assistant (7 days) + 1."

    That''s it?

    Du Ziyuan immediately checked the harvest. The primary prop lottery is to randomly select one of the props that have appeared in all the works he has seen as a reward, but because it is a primary lottery, the power of the props will be limited.

    For example, even if he draws a nuclear bomb, in fact, he can only play the power of a mine.

    As for the junior temporary assistant, he is actually helping him draw. This assistant is not creative, but some basic work, such as coloring, adding background and detail sketching, can perfectly copy the user''s skills, and the efficiency is very high. Generally speaking, it can process 100 pages a day.

    It happened that Du Ziyuan recently drew a lot of line drawings, which can be processed into finished drawings by his assistant. However, this junior temporary assistant can only be used for 7 days, and then it will disappear. And he couldn''t stop halfway, so he planned to save enough manuscripts for reuse.

    Now that the task has been completed, Du Ziyuan has no reason to stay here. However, he knew from the way Mu Chengan looked that things would not end so simply.

    Sure enough, after listening to the Taoist priest, Mu Chengan turned and looked at Du Ziyuan and Xia Wuyi. He said seriously: "I''m sorry, I may delay my trip. Someone dares to deceive and maim the people in the name of Penglai. As a Penglai disciple, I can''t sit idly by. Please forgive me."

    "I don''t care. It''s up to you." Du Ziyuan said.

    Xia Wuyi is also very clever: "brother mu, I''ve thanked you for taking me home. You have to find the culprit. I must support you."

    "Thank you." Mu Chengan nodded to everyone.

    After that, he took the Taoist priest and planned to leave. At this time, the little boy suddenly ran out and shouted to Mu Chengan, "Grandpa, can you tell me your name? I will remember this great kindness all my life!"

    "I''m Mu Chengan, Penglai sword sect. Don''t worry about trifles. Take good care of your grandpa."

    The little boy stood at the entrance of the village and looked at the back of several people leaving. His eyes gradually became firm: "Penglai sword sect."

    ……

    After returning to the carriage, Mu Chengan hung the Taoist outside the carriage and asked him to guide Master Wang, the coachman, to his master''s position.

    One day later, they came to their destination.

    "It''s just ahead. My master is on it." the haggard Taoist pointed to a mountain in the distance.

    "Where is the big demon?" Mu Chengan asked again.

    He was in charge of this piece, but now he just handed it over to younger martial brother for the time being. If the so-called big demon is above the realm of heaven, he has to take care of it.

    The Taoist pointed to a higher mountain in the distance and said, "the big demon is over there. The master said that the mountain is just where the spiritual veins gather here. If you can change the Feng Shui pattern more, you can do great harm to the big demon."

    Mu Chengan frowned when he heard the speech: "since he is a big demon, he at least has the cultivation of melting the heaven. How can he be hurt by the mere geomantic aura?"

    At this time, Du Ziyuan suddenly interrupted: "unless its own state is not good, staying in the place where the spiritual pulse gathers is to recover from the injury. Oh, it seems that I''m right."

    Originally, he just said it casually, but when he saw the Taoist''s surprised expression, he knew he was right.

    "Should we be so careful when dealing with the seriously injured monster?" Mu Chengan increasingly felt that the monster might have exceeded the specification.

    After some consideration, he turned to Du Ziyuan and said, "I decided to go to the big demon first. What about you?"

    Du Ziyuan thought, "let''s go together."

    He thinks that Mu Chengan is likely to fight with the big demon. In this way, there will be materials about fighting? How could he miss it?

    After that, he jumped directly onto Xiao Jin''s back: "Pipi Jin, let''s go."

    Xiao Jin shook his head hard: "I''m not Pipkin!"

    "A pineapple bag."

    "Well, I''m Pipkin."

    Xia Wuyi stayed in the carriage because she was afraid of heights. Carrying Du Ziyuan on his back, Xiao Jin began to run wildly in the mountains and forests.

    Her injury has recovered a little. The physical strength of the dragon family is so strong that she can stride tens of meters every step and still fly on the rugged mountains. Du Ziyuan lowered his head and hid himself behind the little golden body to avoid being scratched by sudden branches, which was more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

    Mu Chengan set up his green bamboo and flew over first. But when Du Ziyuan and Xiao Jin arrived, they found that this guy was on the edge.

    The Taoist priest pointed out the peak earlier, and a group of people were fighting fiercely at this time.

    Yes, people. The eight figures are all people. Du Ziyuan didn''t see a monster under the magic mirror.

    "What''s going on?" he asked Mu Chengan suspiciously.

    Mu Chengan also shook his head: "I don''t know. They fought there when I came, but I can feel a strong evil spirit from that hole."

    He pointed to a cave near eight people. Xiao Jin also nodded: "very strong feeling, but very weak."

    "What are these people doing? Infighting?" Du Ziyuan thought at the beginning that these people were competing for the interests after killing monsters. Human beings are like this. They like to make a bloody mess for the final distribution of interests before they get things done. But after a closer look, it seems that it''s not the same thing.

    There were eight people on the top of the mountain, divided into two camps, of which there was only one person on one side, that is, seven besieged one. However, the guy''s strength is quite good. He holds a bloody single knife and the broadside of the knife is shrouded in all directions, so that the other seven people can''t enter inch by inch.

    All eight of them are martial artists who can walk in the sky. Any sword can fly more than 100 meters away. Cutting stones is like cutting tofu. The top of the mountain has been destroyed by their fighting.