Vice-President Xu stood up and came to Jinyuan Ding, looked around carefully, frowned, thought for a moment, and looked over.

"The thought is sleeping... Do you plan to regenerate a new thought to replace the other party, or wake up the sleeping one?"

There are two ways to restore the spirituality of a sleeping weapon. The first is to regenerate a new idea. The second is to wake up the sleeping weapon.

"Of course it's to wake up!" Zhang Xuan said hurriedly.

Giving birth to a new idea would be equivalent to erasing the Jinyuan Cauldron, which he would not do.

"This is a bit difficult..." Vice President Xu shook his head and was about to continue talking when he heard a knock on the door outside the room, and then another boy walked in.

"President Xu, the senior Taoist bandit, wants you to help his disciples awaken their spiritual fetuses and reach the realm of Yuanshen!"

"Taoist bandits?"

Vice President Xu shook his head: "Tell him, I don't have a quota today..."

Before he finished speaking, an old man opened the door and walked in, followed by a middle-aged man behind him.
Chapter completed!