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Ji Yuanjian added everything he could think of, and finally looked at Taoist Qingsong.

"How about it, can the Taoist master be sure?"

Taoist Qingsong looked left and right at Qin Zizhou and Ji Yuan, with a certain expression on their faces.

"Try it!"

Speaking of this, Daoist Qingsong suddenly reacted to something and asked Ji Yuan in time.

"Mr. Ji, don't think this will happen? I'm just a mortal, and even you need help, I..."

"Haha... It seems that Daoist Qingsong still cherishes his life."

Ji Yuan smiled and continued.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem, even if you really count some immortals and masters, it's fine, only if you can count it, it's not an accident. Of course, when you count some special secrets, and you are quick to talk. It's easy to get into trouble if you say it, or it's simply because there are great supernatural powers who deliberately target it, and it's no problem today."

"Oh oh oh."

Qi Xuan nodded suddenly, and then asked carefully.

"Mr. Strategist, are you okay with this?"

Ji Yuan nodded. The Yunshan Temple was the most comfortable place for him to stay except in Ning'an County. The people present were all people he could fully trust, and of course there was no psychological burden.

"Even me, I'm not omnipotent. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the arts. When it comes to divination and fortune-telling, your Master Qingsong is very capable, more powerful than mine, and more powerful than many so-called immortals and gods."

Qin Zizhou also showed a smile and complimented him.

"To receive such a compliment from Mr. Ji, Master Qi is proud of himself!"

The two masters praised him on the side, but they were a little embarrassed to praise the old Qingsong Taoist, and scratched their heads.

"Then, I have a divination?"

"Master, please!"

After Taoist Qingsong nodded, he began to adjust his state, turned his hands up and down, and then gently flicked a few times in front of him and behind him. This action itself did not have any special power, but it was a sense of ritual at the heart level.

After that, Daoist Qingsong calmed down, staring at the "Jianyi Tie" scroll, and gently swept its corners.

Qi Xuan himself didn't know any mysterious magic, but Ji Yuan could see that he was "measuring" the thickness of the paper, length and width, and even the wooden strips on the scroll, as if looking at a family's feng shui pattern.

"The room is half a foot wide, two feet long, with wood on the side of the house... The head of the household was born on the ninth day of the first month of the Guiwei year..."

While muttering to himself, Taoist Qingsong recorded the previous information with the help of various knuckles with both hands, and also guided the hexagrams in this way of forming a conditioned reflex.

During this process, neither Qin Zizhou nor Ji Yuan made a sound, so they did not disturb Daoist Qingsong's fortune-telling. Ji Yuan opened his eyes wide and stared at Qi Xuan's state at the moment, not letting go of any changes.

From the gas phase to the demeanor, the changes in the thoughts of the Taoist Qingsong are reflected in the progress of the hexagrams, and will also cause changes in the gas phase of the body.

After a long time, Daoist Qingsong's aura suddenly had a more obvious change. Human anger or Daoist Qingsong's entire aura began to favor brighter colors, and it was estimated that the result was about to come.

Sure enough, Taoist Qingsong whispered something that was counted.

"There are many householders who choose to live by water. They like sandalwood and ink and don't like strong light. They live in a foreign country in early September of the Jiawu year... This seems to be too far away... Mr. Ji, am I wrong?"

Generally speaking, Daoist Qingsong is very confident in his own calculations, but because of special circumstances, the object is not a human or even a normal living creature, so he does not dare to make a ticket.

Ji Yuan immediately waved his hand.

"You shouldn't have made a mistake. Keep doing the math. Don't be afraid. It's good to have a general direction or range. It's easy for me to find it when it's close."

"it is good."

Taoist Qingsong continued to count with peace of mind, and finally counted tens of thousands of miles in the north-west direction. Qi Xuan also took Qi Wen to walk through a lot of Dazhen land, knowing that this has definitely crossed the border of Dazhen. As for He didn't know where exactly.

However, Ji Yuan was very satisfied with the results calculated by Taoist Qingsong. Qi Xuan not only gave the approximate direction and distance, but also described some possible characteristics of the environment where the "characters" were located, such as the existence of pools and rivers around, growth trees, and some man-made environments.

If an ordinary person knew this information, he would still be blind, but Ji Yuan knew this, combined it with the sword intent post to a suitable distance, and then counted it a few times by himself.

After Daoist Qingsong finished talking about what he had counted, and he felt that he was not feeling any physical discomfort, he was still not sure whether he was right or not. , I usually give people a fortune-telling, and I get beaten up from time to time, but this time there was nothing, I was a little uncomfortable.

Thanks to Ji Yuan, he didn't know what Taoist Qingsong was thinking. If he knew, maybe Qi Xuan's perception would have to be "masochistic" in addition to the impression of "gua idiot".

Ji Yuan went through the contents of Qi Xuan's calculation with concentration, and became more sure of Qi Xuan's calculation in his heart, and even a sense of picture appeared in his mind.

After returning to his senses, Ji Yuan stood up and bowed his hands solemnly to Taoist Qingsong.

"Thank you Qingsong Daochang Qigua for your help, this trip to Yunshan Guanji is right!"

Taoist Qingsong quickly stood up and returned the salute.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Mr. Ji has something to do, just say a word, Pindao will definitely help with all his strength, if it weren't for Mr., Pindao wouldn't know the age of destiny now, but still strong like middle age!"

Hearing Qi Xuan's words, Ji Yuan was a little dazed. Looking at Qi Xuan's dark head and strong body, he couldn't tell from his appearance that he was in his fifties and almost sixties.

"Master, Mr. Ji, Grandpa Qin, I'm back!"

At this time, Qi Wen also came back briskly carrying a backpack. The back was full of fresh ingredients bought from the village at the foot of the mountain. When Mr. Ji came, he was not only happy, but also had a good TOEFL meal.

"Come here, Mr. Ji is here very rarely. Today, Pindao will show off his cooking skills again, Qi Wen, get firewood and make fire!"

"okay!"

The master and apprentice of Yunshan Temple went to the kitchen in the Taoist temple with high enthusiasm one after another. Looking at their enthusiasm, it was impossible to see that they were actually a pair of masters and apprentices whose master was over half a hundred and his apprentice was over 30 years old.

Ji Yuan stood in front of the Taoist temple, looking calmly at the figure of the master and apprentice busy in the kitchen, and Qin Zizhou, who was beside him, also stood up.

"Qi Wen doesn't plan to get married?"

Qin Zizhou stroked his long beard.

"Although Yunshanguan Taoist priest is not unable to marry, the Taoist leader Qingyuan is attached to Taoism and has no intention of getting married, at least in Qin's opinion."

Ji Yuan turned to look at Qin Zizhou, and then at the Taoist Xingfan in the hall behind him.

"Qin Gong, how about Xingqi Yunshan Temple?"

Qin Zizhou seemed to have been waiting for Ji Yuan's remarks for a long time, and just nodded at Ji Yuan.

The plan was clear, so he solemnly folded his sleeves and bowed his hands. Qin Zizhou also acted with the same etiquette at almost the same time. In the kitchen over there, Qi Wen lit the stove and looked up in the direction of the main hall.

It happened to see Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou standing in front of the main hall of the Guanzhong Temple, bowing to each other from the right and the left, and the huge star flag in the main hall of the Yunshan Temple was realized.

"What are you looking at, the stove fire is about to go out!"

Daoist Qingsong rebuked Qi Wen and brought him back to his senses.

"Oh oh oh, burn it now, burn it now!"

Qi Wen hurriedly threw a knot of hay into the stove, set off the fire and put the split firewood in it.

When the fire started to burn and looked towards the main hall again, Mr. Ji and Grandpa Qin in their eyes were sitting on their horses and basking in the sun.

Strange to say, in Qi Wen's opinion, Grandpa Qin obviously looks very old, but Mr. Ji is sitting next to him, but he doesn't feel like a "young man" or a junior at all.

Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou, who were like two old men sitting on a pony bar together to bask in the sun, were chatting about things that could affect the future of Yun Shan Guan and Qi Wen Qi Xuan as a Taoist priest~www.NovelMTL.com~ But it's still a little thin, only the two Taoist priests Qingsong and Qingyuan, plus the old man, are less than one palm..."

Qin Zizhou just said this, Ji Yuan was already smiling and looking at the courtyard wall beside the kitchen of the Taoist temple in the distance.

"Isn't that counted in one palm!"

Qin Zizhou was stunned for a moment, followed Ji Yuan's line of sight, and found that on the courtyard wall in the distance, two small gray minks were poking their heads in the direction of the kitchen, apparently tempted by the fragrant seasoning in the kitchen.

"Haha, okay, the number of palms, wonderful!"

Ji Yuan smiled and stood up again. As soon as he raised his hand, a wolf brush flew out of his sleeve and landed in the palm of his hand.

He raised his head and raised his eyes, and looked at the star banner with silver and gold spots on the black background.

"I wanted to wait a little longer, but the life expectancy of ordinary people is limited, and Qi Xuan is not young anymore. Even so, Ji is not stingy!"

Ji Yuan stepped into the main hall of Yunshan Temple in one step, Qin Zizhou followed behind him, saw Ji Yuan's hand holding the pen waving slightly from side to side, and the tip of the pen was covered with a layer of dark yellow fluorescence.

"This star flag is a bit special in the first place. Coupled with the introduction of Duke Qin's cultivation over the years, it is a start. As the saying goes, to add the finishing touch, Ji will draw the flag and add the stars."

While speaking, Ji Yuan slowly floated up into the air, and his body was suspended in front of the star banner. With the first stroke, the entire star banner, which was still a little wrinkled, seemed to turn into a flat iron plate.

The next moment, the wolf brush moved with the wave and quickly wrote on the star streamer.

brush brush brush...

The rays of gold and silver intersected in front of the stars, attracting Qi Xuanqi's master and apprentice, who were busy in the kitchen, to look out, and also made the two members on the courtyard wall fix their eyes.