Lanke Chess Edge

Ji Yuan, who drove away in the fog, didn't fly too high or too far, but only after more than ten miles outside the city of Gyeonggi Prefecture, he slowly fell to the ground.

A few dozen feet off the ground, the mist drifted like smoke in the wind, and it took half an hour to land outside the city.

This is Jiyuan's first attempt at flying, so it's a bit cautious. Even if there is a big accident at this high speed, it's fine, and it can land safely with light effort.

However, the whole process was much easier than Ji Yuan had imagined. Perhaps it was Lao Long's magical technique of soaring through the clouds, or perhaps it was because of the white child of the old Bai Jiao in his hand.

Although the flight is not high, the feeling of flying is still great, and after landing, it also greatly increases the confidence in Jiyuan.

'But if I apply the evaluation of Patriarch Bodhi in Journey to the West, I can't even count as climbing a cloud, right? ’

With some nasty thoughts, Ji Yuan also walked quickly towards the Tongtian River not far away.

After all, it is spring in March, and even though it is only the early morning after dawn, the time between Tongtian Riverside Wharf and Gyeonggi Prefecture is already very busy.

Ji Yuan, a passerby with a backpack and an umbrella-shaped single shadow, looks like a scholar who has returned to his hometown after falling out of the rankings. No one will give him a second look. On the way, he can occasionally hear people talking about this year's third-rank and first-ranking champion in the imperial examination.

Arriving at the riverside, Jiyuan did not go to the big wharf on the left, but went to the south riverside road on the right. There was already an old man waiting there. It was the old dragon who had expected Jiyuan to form. .

The old dragon caressed the beard and watched the friend in the distance from far to near, and to the appropriate distance almost handed over to Ji Yuan at the same time.

"Mr. Ji! Mr. Ying!"

After the two greeted each other, they walked by the river.

The old dragon looked at the baggage and the butter paper umbrella that Ji Yuan was carrying.

"Sometimes the old man is quite envious of Mr. Ji. He has such patience and leisure to play with the world."

Ji Yuan also looked at Lao Long, and every time he saw him, he was dressed in almost the same way.

"Mr. Ying can also do it. With the way of the old gentleman, walking in the mortal world, what gods can see through your dragon body, even if they see through, they won't say anything about you?"

"Hey, I don't have that patience. Some things are fun, but it's better to take a nap to feel comfortable."

Lao Long said it half-jokingly, but in Ji Yuan's opinion, after all, Lao Long is not very interested in human affairs. If I really want to say patience, this real dragon is actually not bad.

One person and one dragon walked slowly along the river bank for several miles.

When it was time for the real separation, Lao Long reminded Ji Yuan not to forget to tell the Qingxiu place at that time, and a simple exchange of greetings would be regarded as goodbye.

One dragon dives into the water and dives into the river, while another walks on the clouds...

Bingzhou is located in the southeast of the Central Plains of Dazhen. It is the smaller one among the thirteen states of Dazhen. There are only five prefectures in the state.

But Bingzhou is an important grain producing area of ​​Dazhen. The suitable climate environment and the vast plain farmland make Bingzhou a veritable granary of Dazhen. In history, there are many records of domestic disasters from Bingzhou to adjust grains.

Changchuan Prefecture is the capital of Bingzhou. In addition to Fucheng, there are twelve large counties under its jurisdiction, and Dongle County is one of them.

Ji Yuan was familiar with Tengyun and driving the fog all the way, and asked for directions all the way, and arrived at Dongle County, the hometown of Taoist Qingsong, at the end of April without any risk.

To be honest, Ji Yuan was quite surprised when he first learned that Taoist Qingsong and his apprentice Qi Wen lived in Bingzhou.

The distance between Bingzhou and Jizhou is not too close. At that time, Ji Yuan thought that the two Taoists, one big and one small, were just wandering around in Jizhou and even Deshengfu, but he did not expect to travel so far.

Due to the strength of Xian's feet, coupled with the fact that the master and apprentice were shy and unlikely to hire carriages and horses, the two had no clear purpose. According to Qiwen, a young Taoist boy at the time, the two traveled for two and a half years.

The same is true of Shaoshan in Bingzhou and Dongle County. Yunshan in the county is still very easy to find. Ji Yuan just asked about it and found the Yunshan Temple of Qingsong Taoist.

The scale of this Yunshan Mountain is almost equivalent to the old Huashan Mountain outside Jiudaokou County of Jizhou Desheng House, which is not small in Changchuan House.

At this moment, Ji Yuan stood outside the Yunshan Temple on Yanxia Peak and walked around the Yunshan Temple.

The size of this gym seems small, but it has all the internal organs. In addition to the main hall dedicated to the stars, there are many from the side rooms to the kitchen and backyard.

Some vegetables are planted in the backyard. Because it is on the upper waist of the mountain, there is no well, and the water has to be picked from the mountain stream of Yunshan Mountain.

The entire gym covers an area of ​​more than one mu, and only Taoist Qingsong and his apprentice Qi Wen live.

From the perspective of Taoism, Taoist Qingsong and Qi Wen should have already returned.

There is no one in the gym now. Obviously, the two of them should have gone out. It is estimated that there will be less thieves on this mountain, so they are not locked from the inside to the outside.

"Tsk tsk tsk... This Taoist Qingsong won't go out to tell people's fortunes again, right?"

Ji Yuan pushed open the door of the Taoist Temple and entered, without looking at the two people's houses, but walked straight to the main hall of the temple.

What is enshrined in the hall is not the Taoist Sanqing that Ji Yuan remembered in his previous life, but the stars and constellations in the sky. There are no clay statues in the hall, but a black cloth constellation map. Mingming's vision was blurry, but Ji Yuan could distinguish it.

The most conspicuous are the Beidou and Nandou six stars with nine stars, seven appearing and two hidden. In addition, there are East and West Zhongdou and many other constellations embroidered on them.

"Well, Fengxing does not worship God, the Taoism here is a bit interesting."

In fact, whether it is "Heavenly Dao Zhuan", "Tongming Policy", or some books obtained from Laolong after Jiyuan, the Buddhist Ming King mentioned it from time to time, but not much about Taoism.

Most of the "Masters" who are among the common people in the mortal world are also monks, or those who wear plausible "dharma robes", but there are not many Taoist priests.

Ji Yuan looked at the constellation map for a while and came out.

There is also an incense burner outside the hall, and the incense above it is not very prosperous, but looking at the way the incense dissipates, the constellation map in the view is neither needed nor used.

"It's no wonder that people don't like to come to this gym to offer incense, there is not even a **** statue, what are you asking for..."

Twenty or thirty miles south of Yunshan Mountain is Dongle County. Ji Yuan didn’t want to wait in the Taoist temple.

Cloud drifted outside the county, went inside and went straight to the county seat of the temple. Sure enough, a small table was found under a big tree outside the Temple of the City God. The Taoist Qingsong with an unhappy face was sitting there. Qi Wen has grown up.

Although the signboard of the small stall was not clearly seen by Jiyuan, the words of Qingsong Taoist who occasionally greeted pilgrims warmly still fell into Jiyuan's ears word for word.

"Hey, this son is here to propose marriage? Hey, this girl is here to ask for marriage?"

"If you want to sign a marriage contract, come to Pindao to cancel the signing, it's cheap!"

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Ji Yuan nodded secretly~www.NovelMTL.com~ It seems that Qi Xuan still listened to his words.

In the end, after a while of complimenting in my heart, there was a middle-aged pilgrim in a gray straight jacket and a square crown, who came to the booth and asked a question.

"Daoist, I don't understand why the house sign is safe?"

Taoist Qingsong suddenly changed his mind, and Qi Wen only said "no..." in a sentence beside him, and Qi Xuan's voice overwhelmed him.

"Understood! Why don't you understand! If I don't explain it in detail on the signature, I can make up for you, and I won't charge you more money!"

"Oh? That's okay, okay, please let the Taoist master unsign me."

"Hehehe, sit and sit, in fact, I was watching your face just now, but I won't ask if you don't come."

Master Qingsong greeted the pilgrims warmly and warmly to sit down.

Qi Wen over there and Ji Yuan in the distance sighed at the same time. The latest chapter of the novel Lanke Qiyuan Chapter 155 Meet Qingsong again URL: https://