Lanke Chess Edge

Yunshan is named after the clouds and fog in the mountains. When the sun is right, Yunshan is filled with fog, especially when standing on some high peaks, the view of the mountains is like watching the sea, and the scenery is very beautiful.

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The most famous place in the mountain is Yunshan Guanwu Peak, but in fact, the Yanxia Peak where Yunshan Guan is located is not bad, but the location is a little less outside.

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And there are wild beasts in Yunshan after all. Although there are no big insects, there are actually dangerous jackals and leopards.

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In Bingzhou, a place where farming is enough to live, there are not many people who take risks and rely on the mountain to eat, so that a mountain like Yunshan, which is not very deep in Jizhou, has a feeling of being inaccessible.

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It was still early when Daoist Qingsong and Qi Wen took Ji Yuan out of the county, but Ji Yuan and them didn’t use any magical powers to enter the mountain, so even if it wasn’t a mountaineering road, there was a seemingly long twenty-odd journey to the foot of Yunshan Mountain. inside.

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Fortunately, although Qi Xuan and Qi Wen did not know any orthodox martial arts, they also practiced Taoist bodybuilding methods all year round. Some of them are similar to the Baduan Jin that Ji Yuan knew in his previous life. Yes, it didn't take long to get into the mountains.

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During the process, he chatted all the way, not only talking about the genius doctor Qin Zizhou in Jizhou, but also how the Taoist Qingsong had been recovering from his illness for a long time, and how he returned to Bingzhou.

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When entering the mountain, it was obvious that the sun had already set in the west. With a meat stick and a big fish in his hand, Ji Yuan, who was walking on the Yunshan Mountain Road, also jokingly asked the teacher and the apprentice.

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"When do you usually come back? It's such a long road from Dongle County to here, it's not going to be dark when you come back, right?"

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All the way down the road, they all walked together, plus Ji Yuan's accommodating nature, the teacher and the apprentice weren't as cautious as before. Hearing Ji Yuan's words, Qi Wen immediately complained.

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"Mr. Ji, you are on the point. Sometimes when you go back to the Taoist temple with your master, it's dark before the mountain is climbed. You see, I have two hatchets in the basket to guard against wild beasts!"

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Ji Yuan has never shown any magic tricks in front of the two of them. In fact, in Qi Wen's heart, he regards Mr. Ji as a gentleman with a high-spirited martial arts.

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But Daoist Qingsong was different. He had always believed that Ji Yuan was not an ordinary person, and he was very embarrassed to hear his apprentice scolding him in front of Mr. Ji.

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"It's only occasionally, it happens occasionally. Most of the time it's not dark. Besides, I only go to set up a stall every now and then, and sometimes I go to the surrounding villages, and most of the time I practice in the mountains."

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"Oh, cultivation? I'm a little curious about this. How do you Daoists cultivate?"

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Ji Yuan was really curious when he asked this question. As far as the knowledge of the rivers and lakes is concerned, some Taoist temples themselves are also one of the martial arts schools. There is still a process of practicing martial arts. Taoist temples, what do two Taoists usually practice, and they are not optical fortune-telling, right?

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"Cultivation of the Tao, naturally, I want to become an immortal... uh..."

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Daoist Qingsong suddenly couldn't say what he said. He subconsciously looked at Ji's fate with the two of them. Although he had never seen Mr. Ji's magic tricks a few years ago, he was very sure that this person was a man. fairy.

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Talking about cultivating immortals in front of the gods has a sense of sight.

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"Haha... It's also a good idea to become an immortal, let's talk about it later."

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Ji Yuan smiled and didn't care. From his own point of view, he didn't think he was a real immortal, but he was just a person who cultivated immortals. Most of those immortal mansions and immortals are like this.

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Daoist Qingsong is a lot more cautious when he speaks, and thinks carefully before he speaks.

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"Actually, what Taoists cultivate is nothing but a pure mind. In the mountains, they don't make offerings to gods and don't seek wealth. The stars in the heavens and the earth are all feared by my generation of Taoists. The so-called tranquility of body and mind is transformed into nature, and all things in heaven and earth can be restored. Achieving a balance is the home of peace of mind for my generation.”

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Ji Yuan slowed his pace and thought about what Taoist Qingsong said, and the two Taoists subconsciously followed and walked slowly together. Taoist Qingsong was still a little uneasy in his heart, thinking that he had said something wrong.

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"Just now, I was a little lost. After thinking about it, many immortals are pursuing similar things, and even some are not as good as your understanding. Daoist Qingsong said it very well. Taoism is natural.”

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Ji Yuan said a few words, and the pace quickened again, while Qingsong Taoist master and apprentice hurriedly followed.

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Qingsongdao kept muttering in his mouth: "People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the heaven follows the Tao, the Tao follows the nature..."

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Daoist Qingsong in Yunshan Guan also tried his best to make this dinner. The meat was bought from the county, the vegetables were grown in the backyard, the firewood was picked up in the mountains, and the cooking skills were accumulated over time.

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There are a total of five dishes and one fish soup. It smells and looks good. It doesn't taste as good as the Dragon King's feast, but it's also fresh and delicious.

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Ji Yuan didn't treat the two of them politely, and the two Taoist priests didn't hold back at the dining table. The three of them ate heartily on a table of eight immortals in the Taoist temple kitchen, from the time the sky was bright until the oil lamps were lit.

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When he saw that Taoist Qingsong had eaten a lot, Ji Yuan mysteriously lifted his burden and took out a jug from it.

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"Come here, the Taoist priest is not busy eating first, let's see what this is! Well, Qi Wen, you eat yours."

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"Oh…"

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Originally, both Master and Mr. Ji put down their chopsticks, but Qi Wen followed suit. When he heard Mr. Ji's words, he started eating again, scooping the soup and pouring the rice, his eyes focused like his master Qi Xuan. To the things in Ji Yuan's hands.

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Daoist Qingsong looked up and down at this pottery bottle with a thick bottom and a narrow top. The top was stuffed with a stopper wrapped in red cloth.

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"Mr. Ji, is this a wine bottle?"

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"Hahaha... This is a wine bottle with wine in it. The point is not the bottle, but the wine in the bottle."

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Qi Wen used chopsticks to pick up the rice in the fish soup and asked in a daze.

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"Is this wine expensive?"

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Ji Yuan smiled and looked at him, and then looked at Qi Xuan, who was also curious but thoughtful.

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"Expensive? The name of this wine will not sell, and there is only one person in the world who can make this wine. No matter how powerful people are, they can't drink it."

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Ji Yuan added in her heart, "It should be said that only one dragon can do it. ’

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"Of course, this wine is quite difficult to make, and the degree of concentration is relatively high. It is very easy to get drunk after drinking it. I only have a few glasses on hand. Qi Wen has to clean up the tableware and don't drink it. Master Qi Xuan, come here. How about two cups?"

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Qi Wen took it seriously, but Daoist Qingsong had some aftertastes. The content of Mr. Ji's words was not easy to scrutinize, so he asked a tentative question.

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"Mr. Ji also drink?"

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As expected, Ji Yuan smiled and shook her head.

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"I won't drink it anymore, this is specially brought for you to drink, don't refuse!"

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In this Yunshan Temple, there is no need for Ji Yuan to maintain a blindfold. His eyes are full of paleness. At this moment, he looks at Taoist Qingsong, so that the latter can't say anything to refuse, and there is some kind of guess.

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And this accountant has already taken an empty bowl from the stove and sat down at the table again. Anyway, it is to prolong the life of Daoist Qingsong, so there is no need to drink in a wine glass, and he is bored.

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When he unsealed the bottle, Ji Yuan swiped his fingers on the mouth of the bottle for two inexplicable circles before pulling the stopper off.

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Tilt the bottle and pour the wine into the bowl. The wine actually turns a turquoise color, and an extremely light aroma of wine wafts out.

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"Hehehe...Come here, Master Qingsong tastes this wine, my friend is quite old, brewing this wine is much better than your cooking skills!"

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Taoist Qingsong looked at Ji Yuan and the wine in the bowl in front of him. The wine was still swaying slightly, reflecting the light of the oil lamp in front of the table from time to time. In a daze, he could see a light mist permeating the surface of the wine.

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"Then I... just listen to Mr. Ji, have a taste?"

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When Qi Xuan asked tentatively, Qi Wen also interjected.

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"Master, don't you never drink alcohol?"

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"Chief Daoist Qi Wen's words are bad. It's not that Daoist Qingsong is drunk, but it's just a taste. It's okay to have a taste. Ji is still measured, Daoist Qingsong please!"

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"Hey, good!"

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Qi Xuan raised the bowl carefully, sniffed the aroma of the wine, and a faint mist flowed into his nostrils, and he was suddenly in a slight trance. There seemed to be the sound of waves in his mind, and it was like the sound of fairy music.

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Ji Yuan saw that he looked a little faint~www.NovelMTL.com~ hurriedly put a hand on his back, and a trace of mana and aura entered Qi Xuan's body.

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"Don't smell it, just drink it."

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Qi Xuan sobered up, tilted the wine bowl to his mouth, and suddenly the tip of his tongue touched the wine liquid, and the infinite taste bloomed in it, and his eyes narrowed.

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But before he wanted to taste it again, he suddenly felt a force coming from the surface of the bowl.

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"Ugh..."

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Ji Yuan directly grabbed the bowl with his right hand and turned it up, and patted the back of Qi Xuan with his left hand.

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"Gulu~gulu~gulu..."

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The small half-bowl of wine was poured directly into Qingsongdao's mouth as if it had been dumped. The latter put down the bowl, turned his head and looked at Jiyuan in a daze. After he couldn't breathe, his body swayed and fell softly, lying on the table and issued Even breathing sounds.

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Qi Wen, who was on the side, was stunned by Ji Yuan's operation. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Mr. Ji forced his master to drink alcohol just now.

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"Oh, this wine is very easy to get drunk. Your master drinks too slowly. If you don't do this, he will fall down before drinking it all."

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Ji Yuan explained to Qi Wen with a bright smile.

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"Eat, eat, let's eat next."

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"Uh... well..."

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Qi Wen carefully looked at his master's peaceful sleeping position, and didn't dare to put a fart.

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