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Mo Wudao was a Daoist, a disciple of the Shangqing Sect of the Maoshan Sect.
However, this guy did not learn the proper Daoist arts of Maoshan, but he was fond of Fengshui, fortune-telling, divination, and other such sorcery.
Moreover, from the fact that he could detect Ling Xiao's whereabouts, it could be seen that this kid had already reached a higher level in Fengshui, fortune-telling, and divination. He could be considered a master.
Mo Wudao was excited when he heard that his family's heritage was willow wood. He was an expert, so how could he not know that willow wood was a ghost wood?
Peach, willow, locust, mulberry, and elm were all known as ghost wood. These five types of wood were not suitable to be planted in the house of the dead.
Of course, there was another way of saying ghost wood. There were five types: willow, mulberry, locust, poplar, and melia azedarach.
However, willow, mulberry, and locust were all listed among the five types of ghost wood.
As the saying went, "Don't plant mulberry before, don't plant willow behind, and don't plant ghost clapping in the yard."
Mulberry and mourning were homophonic.
Willow wood was often used as mourning sticks and spirit summoning banners after the death of one's parents. It was a testament to its heavy Yin energy.
Ghost clapping referred to the poplar. The leaves of this tree rustled in the wind, as if many people were clapping their hands. That was why it was called ghost clapping.
That was why Mo Wudao exclaimed in shock when he heard that Ling Yun was holding willow wood.
This was because, as a disciple of Maoshan and a Fengshui master, he was extremely sensitive to special days.
The day after tomorrow was the Hungry Ghost Festival. Legend had it that the gates of hell opened on that day, and it was the day when all the ghosts came to roam the world.
The seventh month of the Chinese lunar calendar was known as the Ghost Month, the fifteenth of the seventh month was known as the Ghost Festival, and the fourteenth of the seventh month was known as the day with the heaviest Yin Qi.
Ordinary people might scoff at these words, but Mo Wudao was no ordinary person. He was the eldest disciple of Mao Mountain, and his specialty was this. How could he not take it seriously?
However, the people of China would choose to hold a traditional sacrifice on the Hungry Ghost Festival. They would visit their ancestors' graves, burn joss paper, and give them money to pray for blessings. This was an indisputable fact.
Mo Wudao wanted to take advantage of these two days to go out and see if he could attract any business. Now that he saw the small willow tree in Lingyun's hand, he automatically made the connection between the Divine Willow Wood and the Ghost Tree, as well as the upcoming Hungry Ghost Festival.
"Quick, let me see!"
Mo Wu Dao's lazy demeanor changed, and he didn't complain about being hungry anymore. His figure flashed, and he directly appeared in front of Lingyun, reaching out to snatch the Divine Willow Wood.
How could Ling Yun let him take it away? He disappeared from the spot and hid far away from Mo Wu Dao. He smiled and asked, "What did you say just now? This is the Ghost Wood?"
"Quick, let me see it!"
Mo Wu Dao was very anxious, like a cat that had seen a fish. His eyes lit up.
"What do you want?"
Ling Yun teased him.
Mo Wu Dao stomped his feet anxiously. "I just want to study it. Don't worry, it'll only be good for you!"
"Here you go."
Ling Yun casually threw that piece of divine willow wood to Mo Wudao. Mo Wudao immediately caught it in his hands, as if he had found a treasure. He raised it up to his eyes and carefully observed the patterns on the willow wood, as well as the direction of the leaf veins.
Mo Wu Dao looked very seriously. The more he looked, the more serious his expression became. In the end, he actually revealed an expression of fear.
Ling Yun knew that Mo Wu Dao must have seen something from his expression. However, he wasn't anxious, and he didn't rush him. He just stood at the side and waited for the result.
Mo Wu Dao stared at the wood and carefully observed it for a long time. After a long time, he finally moved his eyes away slightly. His expression was solemn and shocked, and he nodded in confusion.
"It should be it …"
Mo Wu Dao said casually, then turned his head to look at Ling Yun. "Follow me."
With that, he returned to his room in a flash. Ling Yun, of course, followed him immediately.
"Ling Yun, if I'm not wrong, this wood should have a name. It's called the Ghost Deity Willow, also known as the Ghost Deity Willow."
Mo Wu Dao didn't sit down after entering the room. Instead, he used telepathy to speak to Ling Yun.
"Ghost Deity Willow?"
Ling Yun felt that the name of this wood was very noble. Whether or not what Mo Wu Dao said was true, at least the Ling Family's inheritance was high enough.
"I've read many Daoist books, so many that I can't even count them. I remember very clearly that I once saw a detailed description of this wood in an ancient book."
"Legend has it that there's a type of giant willow that can reach the heavens. It grows in the boundless swamps of the netherworld. Its roots are rooted in the Nine Hells, and it grows by absorbing endless Heaven and Earth Qi. Just like what you said just now, it can reach the heavens and the netherworld. Once this tree grows, it will shock the heavens and make the ghosts and gods weep. It can attract ghosts and gods, and weapons made from this wood can even defeat ghosts and gods. "
At this point, Mo Wu Dao paused, then said to Ling Yun, "When I saw this, I went to ask my master. Guess what he said?"
Ling Yun was also very shocked by Mo Wu Dao's description of the Divine Willow Wood. He was still thinking about it, so he said casually, "Don't keep me in suspense, just say whatever you have to say."
Mo Wu Dao smiled mysteriously. "Have you heard of Jiang Ziya? My master said that the main material of Daoist ancestor Jiang Ziya's weapon, the God Beating Whip, is this wood! "
"F * ck, for real?!"
Ling Yun was also very excited. He knew that the Divine Willow Wood was extraordinary, but after hearing Mo Wu Dao's description, he realized that the Divine Willow Wood was awesome to this extent!
"The Divine Willow Wood has a special effect on the soul, spiritual will, divine sense, and other intangible things. In order for it to grow, it needs to absorb the souls of ghosts. After it grows, it can be used to make weapons, and it can be used to restrain divine sense. Even gods and gods can't use any spells in front of it. That's why ghosts and gods are afraid of it."
Mo Wu Dao made the Divine Willow Wood sound amazing, but Ling Yun was still skeptical. He blinked his eyes and asked, "Are you sure?"
Mo Wu Dao hugged the Divine Willow Wood in his arms and chuckled. "If you don't believe me, tomorrow is the 14th of July, the day of the year with the heaviest Yin Qi. Let's wait until night time to take it out and test it out."
"Alright, let's test it out!"
Ling Yun also wanted to see if this Divine Willow Wood was as powerful as Mo Wu Dao said. If it was, then he would have hit the jackpot.
At the same time, Ling Yun also had a deeper understanding of the Ling Family's ancestors.
What did it mean that the Ling Family could plant the legendary Divine Willow Wood?
"How do you plan to test it out?"
Mo Wu Dao laughed. "It's very simple. Tomorrow night, we just need to find a place with heaviest Yin Qi and take this small tree out. We don't have to worry about it anymore."
"Alright, I'll listen to you!"
With that, Ling Yun reached out to take back the Divine Willow Wood.
Who knew that Mo Wu Dao wouldn't let go and begged, "Can't you just let me study it for a while?! It's not like I'll run away with it … "
Ling Yun wasn't worried that Mo Wu Dao would run away with the treasure. He laughed and scolded, "Then aren't you going to eat? Or are you going to carry a tree out to eat? "
Mo Wu Dao chuckled. "How can I care about eating when I see such a good treasure! We'll talk about it during dinner. "
"Alright, then you can slowly study it here alone. I don't have time to waste with you."
With that, Ling Yun's figure floated out of Mo Wudao's room. Behind him, he could hear Mo Wudao hugging that small tree, which should be called the Divine Ghost Willow, and giggling foolishly.
"If what Mo Wu Dao said is true, then I've really struck it rich," Ling Yun muttered to himself.
Ling Yun muttered to himself. Looking around to make sure there was no one around, he immediately used Fulgurating Shadows and flew out of the Ling Family's ancestral home, entering a dense forest.
He took out his phone and gave Tang Meng a call.
The call didn't even ring for half a second before Tang Meng picked it up.
"Big Brother Yun, you finally remembered to call me. I've missed you so much …" Tang Meng's wailing voice came from the other end.
"Don't give me that, I've only left Qingshui for three days! How are things on your side? "
Tang Meng knew that Ling Yun was looking for him, so he replied hurriedly, "Everything is fine in Qingshui City. It's just that I'm extremely busy every day, and the main thing is that you're not here. It's boring for me to be alone!"
After Ling Yun left, Tang Meng had full control of the Heaven and Earth Group. Even with the help of outstanding talents like Chen Jiantao and Qian Ruhai, he still felt that his strength was not enough. His daily life was stressful and busy, but it lacked a lot of fun and excitement.
Or rather, it lacked a lot of excitement.
Ling Yun could understand Tang Meng's feelings. "You should manage the Heaven and Earth Group well first. We'll talk about it when everything is on the right track."
After persuading Tang Meng, Ling Yun finally got down to business.
"Tang Meng, listen up. Tell Abing to get Li Yi, Jiao Fei, and the three snipers to rush to Beijing within two days. They should be there by tomorrow at the latest."
The Ling Family was going to worship their ancestors the day after tomorrow, and Ling Yun was going to make a move on Ling Hao.
On the day of the ancestral worship, he wanted to expose the fact that Ling Hao had sent people to assassinate him in front of everyone in the Ling Family!
Li Yi, Jiao Fei, the three snipers, Xiao Meimei, Chen Sen, Black Three, the surveillance footage from Xu Bingyan's internet cafe, and the cheque that Ling Hao gave Chen Sen …
With all these witnesses and material evidence added up, Ling Hao had no choice but to admit it!
"Alright, Big Brother Yun, I'll get them to go today. But, where will they stay after they're there?"
"Tell them to go to the courtyard house that I live in." Ling Yun thought for a moment.
"Alright, I got it, Big Brother Yun. Is there anything else? Hello? Hello? F * ck, you hung up on me just like that … "
Ling Yun hung up immediately after he was done talking about business.
"Ling Hao, it's time to settle the score between us brothers!"
Ling Yun's face was filled with murderous intent.
[It's almost 515. I hope I can continue to hit the 515 Red Envelope List. On the 15th of May, the Red Envelope Rain will be able to reward readers and promote my works. Being together is also love, I'll definitely do my best!] (To be continued.)
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