It was a wicker. On the wicker was a treasure of the willow deity Daoist rite temple.
Wang Xian knew a little about this kind of wicker. It could carry out some simple messages.
Although this wicker was rather useless in transmitting messages, there was one very important thing about it.
That was, even in a closed domain, messages could be transmitted through this wicker.
Wang Xian did not have such a willow twig. One of the Mi Xin Lu was given to her by a group of senior sisters.
In the Willow deity Daoist sect, the relationship between most of the disciples was still very good.
For example, the relationship between Mi Xin Lu and the group of senior sisters was very good.
There was a distress message on the willow twig. To Wang Xian’s surprise, there was not only one person who was asking for help, but a total of forty to fifty people.
Apart from some messages asking for help, there were also some arguments.