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Looking at Ji Yuan's thoughtful appearance, Lao Long and others tacitly did not speak until they were far away from Pozi Mountain, and Ji Yuan returned to his normal appearance. Zhu Tingtao couldn't help but be the first to speak. .

"Mr. Ji, let's just say it directly, what kind of magic method is the song of Daoyin before? Mr. Ji knows Zhu's temperament and will never peep at Mr.'s magic method, but I hope Mr. This method has never been heard or seen before, it is too unpredictable and miraculous!"

"Friend Zhu is very true, but if Mr. Ji doesn't want to say it, I won't mind."

Lao Long added that, obviously, he was also curious. Although the old beggar and Ju Yuanzi didn't speak, they basically had a similar mentality.

Of course, although the four of them are eager to know the root cause of that wonderful method, but if Jiyuan doesn't want to talk about it, they won't go into it.

Sure enough, Ji Yuan didn't make people's appetites, he frowned for a moment, considered his words and looked at the four around him before speaking.

"Uh, Ji Mouruo said that he was thinking of some past events just now, and then sang a passage based on this, do you believe it?"

Lao Long and the others looked at each other, Ju Yuanzi frowned in thought, Zhu Tingtao stroked his beard without saying a word, Lao Long was noncommittal, and the old beggar smiled forcedly.

To be honest, among the four, apart from Zhu Tingtao, the other three really believed it. Even though Zhu Tingtao thought it was absurd, he didn't think Ji Yuan and other immortal cultivators would lie about this matter. .

Fortunately, the fate did not make them tangled for too long. After thinking about it, they felt that there was nothing to say, so they opened their mouths to tell a story.

"Actually, in the early years, a certain Ji had the predestined chance to see a book of the earth spirit, called "Zhengde Baogonglu"..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan deliberately paused for a moment and observed the expressions of the four people around him. Obviously, no one had heard of this book, so he continued.

"This book is owned by a rural land, but its text is not obvious. Although the land knows that the book must be a treasure, it suffers from being unable to study it, let alone other things."

Ji Yuan recalled the "green years" in those days. At that time, he was still a real cultivator. A lot of common sense of immortality came from "Hey Dao Biography" and "Tongming Tactics", and he would still be cautious when he saw a city god, not now I don't respect the city **** anymore, but that would be really respectful and awe-inspiring.

"Ji happened to pass by that land jurisdiction and settled down in a farmer's house. Seeing that I looked like a cultivator, he took the initiative to talk to me, and finally took out the booklet, hoping that I could clarify his confusion. This made Ji have a chance to glimpse this book, and just heard the sound, but also because he recalled some words in the book, and he felt and understood, so he sang it."

Lao Long suddenly smiled, thinking that this is indeed very similar to Ji Yuan's way of doing things. Others also nodded slightly when they heard the words, and they also understood in their hearts that the "Zheng De Bao Gong Lu" must be a remarkable book of earth spirit. , but what is truly remarkable is the fate.

"As expected of Mr. Ji, sometimes I really have to obey!"

Lao Long sighed, the old beggar on the side felt the same in his heart when he heard the words, but he didn't say it, not to mention Ju Yuanzi, and Zhu Tingtao felt that he had re-acquainted with Ji Yuan again, and always felt that Mr. Ji There are many mysteries about him.

Of course, Ji Yuan did not know that Lao Long slandered in his heart, "This is very Ji Yuan," and smiled.

"Ji doesn't dare to accept this praise calmly, and he wants to make a good deduction and record it before he forgets the feeling."

These words are naturally modest, but at the same time, they are also vaguely arrogant. It is a coincidence that Shi Youdao can return to the way of cultivation, but it is enough to make Jiyuan proud. Song does not have the sharpness of the sky and the sword, nor the domineering and fiery of the true fire of Samadhi, but it is an extraordinary achievement of another level, and it is also very beneficial for him to plan someone's cultivation. .

This is not only a chance for Shi Youdao, but also a chance for Ji fate.

Lao Long and the others have their identities and dispositions there, so of course they won't do things one after another, and Ji Yuan himself said that it was a temporary intention. As for the book "Zhengde Baogonglu", of course there is curiosity, but it is absolutely Can't do anything serious.

The direction of several people's journey at the moment is back to Jiufeng Mountain. There was an accident in the process of refining treasures. Coming to Pozi Mountain is just an unfinished business. Now it is the time to separate.

As for Tu Siyan and those monsters, they have already escaped without a trace, and they must try their best to cover up their traces. Even the old beggar and others are not of much use.

Although Ji Yuan and the other five are not very busy people, they can't run around looking for Tu Siyan. In Lao Long's words, "she doesn't have the qualifications", just keep in mind that this matter is definitely.

Three days later, Ruanshan Ferry, which is under the jurisdiction of Jiufeng Mountain, and everyone from Yuhuai Mountain boarded the boat here. This time, they were on the ferry boat in the border of Jiufeng Mountain. There are a lot of disciples, but the plan is missing.

"Juzhen, when will Mr. Ji be back?"

Hearing Wei Yuansheng's question, Ju Yuanzi looked at the white cloud somewhere in the sky, and in the distance was Jiufen Cave.

"It's hard to say, but this time it's a script to deduce a book from heaven. With Mr. Ji's ability, with previous experience, it won't take too long."

"Then why don't we wait for Mr. Ji to finish the deduction and go back together?"

Qiu Feng on the side smiled.

"Who is always yelling in my ear that I miss my mother and my father? The Xianyou Conference has ended, and the frequency of ferries from various fairy gates will drop significantly. If you don't catch up with this trip, the next time may be a year and a half. It's loaded, and we can't help Mr. Ji here, and it's disturbing the peace."

In addition to the fact that Qiu Feng's words were originally true, what they can best reflect is the change in Ruan Shandu. With the conclusion of the Xianyou Conference, it is obvious that it has become more deserted.

Wei Yuansheng scratched his head. Although he was smart, he grew up in the fairy gate and still had some innocence. The six years in Jiufeng Mountain really bore him to death, so there was no more "oh". say what.

"start sailing--"

A monk from Jiufeng Mountain came with a distant voice, and the flying boat also slowly lifted into the air. Everyone first looked at Ruan Shandu, which was getting smaller and smaller, and then looked at the nine giant peaks in the sky until they couldn't see it.

After the flying boat sailed on the cloud for a while, Wei Yuansheng suddenly thought of something and asked Ju Yuanzi.

"Zhenzhen, who is Zhong Pingxiu? Why is Mr. Ji surprised and happy to hear his name?"

This really stopped Ju Yuanzi. In fact, let alone Zhong Pingxiu, Ju Yuanzi had never heard of the name Wuliangshan, at least it was definitely not famous.

"Jumou doesn't actually know, but since Mr. Ji seems to be very concerned, it must not be simple. After all, if this Boundless Mountain is the name of the Immortal Mansion, it is not easy to dare to bear the name of "Immeasurable"."

Leaving this sentence, Ju Yuanzi looked at the distance again, and then turned around and went back to the guest house. Although the scripture was written by Jiyuan, the five treasure-refining people have of course been different in the past six years. After harvesting, he will go back to practice, and he will return to Yuzhu Peak in Yuhuai Mountain as soon as possible.

Not only the people from Yuhuai Mountain, but also the old beggar and others, as well as the people from Zhu Tingtao and Xianxia Island, the old dragon who was not very comfortable in Xianmen also left of course.

However, before leaving, Xianxia Island was also entrusted by Ji Fate, and specially sent someone to the capital of the Daxiu Dynasty to meet the now radiant old emperor.

Seeing the appearance of the old emperor, the two real people who went to Xianxia Island also thought it was very funny. They smiled and said a few words to the old emperor at the renovated Tianshi in the capital and left.

The general idea is: Although we are entrusted by Mr. Ji to see you, how can you be a dying person like this? Looking like this now, I am afraid that I can live to be a hundred years old. This is unprecedented among the emperors of the Daxiu dynasties. People should be content!

After a series of trivial matters, the only thing that remains in Jiufeng Mountain is fate. He is still in Xianlai Peak, and even in Yunxia Garden, because this is the place where treasure refining and Taoism are discussed for six years. People have dispersed, but Taoism still exists. It is most appropriate to deduce it into a book here, far from being able to describe it with half the effort.

However, Ji Yuan did not rush to start writing immediately, but took out "Jian Yi Tie", ready to start researching ink.

As soon as this sword intent post appeared, the living room of Yunxiayuan immediately became lively.

"Ah~~ the lord finally let us out!"

"Suffocated, suffocated, how many years!"

"Six years." "I know six years, I sigh with emotion."

"You're stupid, you don't know!" "I know!"

"You don't know!" "I know! You're stupid!"

"Stop arguing, I'm starving..."

"Master, we want to eat Jin Xiangmo."

"Yes, yes, sir, please, eat Jin Xiangmo!"

Looking at the beating small characters, Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head, put away the pine smoke ink in his hand, stretched out his hand, and a strip of golden incense ink flew out of his sleeves and came to the palm of his hand, and all the small characters cheered for a while.

When Lin Jian from Jiufeng Mountain came to Yunxia Garden with tea and meals, he saw Ji Yuan grinding his ink from a distance~www.NovelMTL.com~ holding a wolf pen and writing something.

Lin Jian didn't dare to make a sound, and when Ji Yuan began to get ink, he hurried to the door.

"Mr. Ji, you said you won't start writing books in the next few days, so I'll bring you meals and tea, didn't I bother you?"

Ji Yuan had never forgotten the voice, even if he had only met once in the East China Sea, he immediately recognized that it was Lin Jian, looked up at the person who came, and nodded.

"It's okay, it hasn't started yet, just put things on the edge of the desk."

Saying that, Ji Yuan dipped in ink again and started to write. Whenever Jinxiang ink brushed a small character, the ink on the small character did not feel like it was new. After reading it a few times, it even made Lin Jian feel that the text seemed to stretch. The illusion, no matter how close you look, there is no change.

After a little hesitation, Lin Jian still pretended to be very ignorant and asked.

"Mr. Ji, this book has already been written, why do you need to brush it again?"

Before Ji Yuan spoke, "Jian Yi Tie" was fried.

"This person is too much, please don't give us ink!"

"You're too much!" "That's right, we've been waiting for years!"

"Hahahaha, look at him stupid!" "Hahahaha, really, he was stunned!"

"He must have never seen words and can speak." "He also holds the Xianyou Conference, and he has no knowledge at all!"

"Hee hee hee hee..." "Hahahaha..."

Ji Yuan glanced at the copybook.

"quiet!"

The entire copybook fell silent in an instant.

Even as a cultivator, Lin Jian subconsciously wanted to rub his eyes and ears, and fixed his eyes on "Jianyi Tie", but he couldn't see anything special at all. Xianmen, there is no spell in it, it is impossible to have an illusion.

(End of this chapter)