Hiss!
After carefully reading all the notes regarding the system rewards, Ning An was utterly stunned.
How is this a system?
This is clearly the illegitimate child of the Celestial Dao!
Ning An was not unfamiliar with the innate divine powers of the Nine-tailed Fox.
During the War of the Gods, it was Lady Nuwa who chose a Nine-tailed Fox to descend to bewitch the Human Emperor, thus achieving the great plan of the enfeoffment of the gods.
But that doesn't mean this innate divine power has no limits.
According to various sources, this divine power stops at the level of Celestial Immortal.
From the Golden Immortal stage onwards, celestials begin to sever their Three Corpses, along with their seven emotions and six desires, which naturally counteracts such divine power.
However.
In the system, this divine power becomes completely unrestricted by cultivation levels, forcibly locking onto targets...
In other words, even if Ning An wanted to recognize Lady Nuwa as his godmother today, theoretically, it would be feasible!
And the Five Ghosts Transport Talisman given by the system also made Ning An's pupils shake.
Whoa.
Combined with the Divine Invitation Incense, achieving the Cause and Effect Divine Power is even more absurd than conceptual rules!
"Interesting."
Ning An stroked his chin, somewhat lost in thought.
For the next half a day, Ning An was almost driven to madness by busyness.
After all, he had become a sensation on the internet several times; even if the place was remote, there were still many people coming.
By the next day, Ning An's workload had finally lessened a bit.
First: As mentioned before, for the same type of wish, only one will be granted in a short period. Like the travel group that came yesterday, except for the driver who was afraid of losing something and didn't get off, everyone else wished for sudden wealth...
Second: Most visitors were curious incense burners, many of whom were there to take photos and check in, which unveiled part of the whole view of Changchun Temple.
By afternoon, the temple had very few incense burners left.
As usual, Ning An entered the livestream.
Meanwhile, in a small courtyard in Z City.
"Creak~"
The small back gate was gently pushed open, and faint footsteps sounded.
The old man lying on the recliner on the second floor slightly moved his ears and said with a smile, neither too loud nor too low:
"Is that you, Xiaofu? Come on up."
The soft footsteps paused slightly, then became brisk.
Climbing the stairs slowly, accompanied by a cheerful and coquettish voice like silver bells:
"Grandpa, you can even hear that, I was being really careful~"
The old man, with a smile on his face, rocked the bamboo chair teasingly and said:
"Rather than saying this old man's ears are good, it's more like my Xiaofu is considerate. Besides you, no one else stays with this old man every day."
In no time, the footsteps approached, and it was a young woman in her twenties, carrying a dusty box.
This pair of grandfather and granddaughter were Elder An and his granddaughter.
"Looks like Xiaofu didn't make Grandpa happy, to the point of complaining like this, hmm!"
While grumbling, An Xiaofu opened the box, which was filled with neatly arranged dishes, and just one glance was enough to tell they were made by her own hands.
An Xiaofu smiled proudly:
"I personally cooked this, and the taste is top-notch!"
The old man looked tenderly at his chattering granddaughter and said with a smile:
"Alright, alright, my granddaughter still treats me well, which means heaven hasn't been unkind to me, allowing me to enjoy family happiness."
An Xiaofu's pride dissipated into thin air, and tears brimmed in the corners of her eyes:
"Grandpa, are you feeling unwell? Come on, let's go to the hospital, let's go back..."
Upon hearing this, the old man lovingly patted her head with his emaciated hand:
"Silly child, everyone has to die eventually. I've already lived so long, and especially having such a good granddaughter like you, it's worth it. Let's not waste the country's resources."
"My only regret is that I might not be able to stand post one last time. The task entrusted to me by the country, Grandpa is afraid... I might not complete it."
An Xiaofu looked at her nearly skeletal grandfather and couldn't hold back any longer, tears streaming down her face:
"Grandpa, you'll be fine."
An Xiaofu bit her lip lightly, her gaze firm:
"Changchun Temple... the incense there is especially efficacious. Once we finish eating, we'll go there to offer incense."
The old man shook his head helplessly, picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands, and said with indulgence: "Okay, Grandpa will listen to you, let's eat, eat."
If anyone had been to school, they would surely recognize this old man.
After all, any normal person would know the faces ingrained in the textbooks of nine-year compulsory education, the nation's materials field icon—An Ruolin!
After receiving the task from the country, Elder An didn't dare to waste a single moment.
He promptly assembled a national-level team to start researching carbon fiber materials overnight.
Everything was going smoothly, but not long ago, Elder An suddenly collapsed in the lab, and his assistants hurriedly sent him to the hospital.
Initially, everyone thought Elder An was merely overworked and didn't pay much attention.
But once the test results came out, everyone fell silent.
Pancreatic cancer at the terminal stage, systemic disease.
Life expectancy of no more than a month...
An Ruolin didn't mind these results. To him, as long as he could make something the country needed, he wouldn't regret it even in death.
Thus, he lied with a smile, claiming he feared pain, only undergoing some simple rehabilitation before returning to the lab.
However.
Just two days later, he collapsed again on the workstation, and due to critically low platelet levels and insufficient osmotic pressure in his body, his pores turned pink.
After this incident, not only his family but even higher authorities forcibly removed him from the lab.
No one.
Who could bear to let a model who had dedicated his life to the nation continue to stay in the monotonous lab!
In his final days, a hero like Elder An deserved the best life had to offer!
Seizing the opportunity, An Xiaofu took Elder An on a journey to enjoy the world while gradually approaching Changchun Temple.
Since human medicine was useless, I'm willing to sacrifice myself to exchange for Grandpa's longevity!
After An Ruolin finished his lunch nap, An Xiaofu quietly closed the room door and immediately made a phone call:
"Uncle Ma, it's me...yes..."
…
Back at Changchun Temple.
Ning An was munching on sunflower seeds, taking care of visiting incense burners while bantering with the livestream audience.
"Does Taoism practice alchemy?"
"What a question, of course it does; otherwise, what do you think the First Emperor was consuming?"
"Why did Taoism abandon alchemy? That's a good question."
"It wasn't Taoism that abandoned alchemy, but rather those masters skilled in it mostly died off, leaving behind no precious manuscripts or notes."
"Out of ten alchemists, seven were blown up by their furnaces, two managed to successfully make something but ended up killing themselves by consuming it, and another was bitten to death by a tiger in the mountains, so alchemy had to be abandoned."
"Take a look at the old alchemical recipes, the worst ingredients included things like croton seeds, mercury, lead, sulfur, etc. Eating those things would lead to instant death; could that make you immortal? But if you manage to survive it, then you'd be an immortal."
This immediately livened up the atmosphere in the livestream.
"Is the Daoist Master teaching us to embrace science? In a metaphysical livestream, how is this appropriate?"
"I admit he makes sense, but sorry, I'm a martial general who can't read and won't listen to a turtle-chanting scripture."
"Oh, oh, Sect Leader Brother tells us not to be superstitious while secretly using a meteor to give someone a little cut, oh how naughty~"