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It was late at night, and Lord Tudi had already returned to his small temple to learn the magic method, and Ji Yuan also returned to the side room in Zhao Dongliang's courtyard.

It's just that Ji Yuan didn't sleep directly, but sat quietly at the table in the room, with the ivy sword placed on the table, his eyes were slightly closed, his thoughts were in a state of being awake but not awake, and he visualized the huge pill in the mood. furnace.

On the furnace body of the Yijing Dan furnace, there have been five colors of gold, water, wood, fire, earth, or fantasy or reality. The center of the Dan furnace has re-transformed the yin and yang, which are entangled with the original real fire in the furnace and gradually mixed into one, revealing The light of the fire actually showed a strange introverted feeling, mixed with the transformation from gray to brown to yin and yang in the brewing fiery.

The original real fire in the Yijing Dan furnace is described as the fire of divine will in Tongming Ce, black and white, two qi, one yin fire and one yang fire, and the three are mixed into one with infinite fire power.

This is an intuitive feeling of Ji Fate, and I can even vaguely feel that the fire in the "virtual" realm of the original artistic conception of the real fire of the Pill Furnace already has a substantial bridge.

Influenced by the memory of his previous life, this change made Ji Yuan a little excited, and even wondered if it was the legendary "Samadhi True Fire".

But in my last life I didn't check what the true fire of Samadhi is, but in this life, I have seen similar descriptions of the fire from the Tongming Policy. It is said that there are four fires in the human body. The last one is the mysterious fire, which is the real fire in the furnace.

However, although there is a description of ignorant fire in Tongming Ce, there is no such thing as Samadhi true fire. The four ignorant fires are also separate, and the word "true fire" has a very important meaning, except that it is related to the life of each cultivator. Pill furnace fire can be called "real fire", and other real fires are poorly known.

"But in my situation, it's enough to call a word of samadhi true fire!"

Ji Yuan muttered to himself a little proudly, "Madhi" here means mysterious and hidden, and the "Yin ignorance true fire" and "Yang ignorance true fire" transformed by black and white are the other two definitions of ignorance under Ji Yuan. .

After all, he has something that others don't have, so it's not too much to choose a name based on the characteristics of fire, right? Well, it may be a bit arbitrary to think this way, but if you think differently, 99% of the cultivators definitely don’t have it.

Then there is the influence left by the word "Chi". There has always been a faint echo of Ji Yuan himself in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers, as if reminding that the word Ji Yuan is still there.

Whenever the pronunciation of the word is clear, Ji Yuan can vaguely see a thin layer of mysterious yellow energy surrounding it outside the Yijing Dan furnace.

Ji Yuan understood that that word was also an important opportunity for him tonight. He even understood it when he heard it, and vaguely understood its essence, and if he wanted to confirm it, there was a suitable opportunity in front of him to try it.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuan opened his eyes, looked directly at the sword on the table, and pressed his sword finger on the tip of the sword.

It's like the mind moves with the mind and body, and at this moment, Ji Yuan swiped the sword on the Qingteng sword, and there was a flash of green energy, and there were also two colors of yin and yang. The furnace poured out at the fingertips.

"The decree becomes a spirit!"

Only then did the slight command sound fall.

"Om~~~~"

The rust on the sword body was shaken away in an instant, and a three-foot long sword actually floated up two inches from the table, and the sword body whispered and shone constantly.

The spirituality of Qingteng Jian's pregnancy directly turned into a sword spirit, saying "Sword of the Immortal" is absolutely well-deserved, even if Ji Yuan's head is slightly dizzy at this moment, his face can't hide the surprise color.

Although it must be very different, but this feeling is quite a kind of seal, at least when Ji Yuan is intoxicated, he is willing to think so.

"Tick tock~" Ying Ji Yuan looked down and found a drop of blood on the table, and then felt itchy eyes and nose.

what's the situation?

Ji Yuan reached out and touched the corner of his face under his nose and eyes, and found that the blood was really bleeding. Fortunately, it was only a few drops, and it would have stopped.

'It seems that this edict can't be used casually, but this time it's definitely not a loss! ’

Ji Yuan waved his hand, and a few drops of blood turned directly into the lamp oil on the table with the traction, and he caressed the Qingteng sword like a big child who got a toy, which caused the sword to dance left and right and vibrate from time to time. There is an image of yin and yang on the upper side, and it will attract a trace of spiritual energy by itself.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the things used by the "immortals" of the immortals are "immortal tools", but in the eyes of a half-skilled person like Jiyuan, just like what Tongmingce said, the word "immortal" has no weight. It's so light, but even though the material of Qingteng Sword is only ordinary iron, Ji Yuan dares to call it the Immortal Sword.

"Hey, tonight is my chance night!"

In this lingering faint excitement, Ji Yuan fell into the bed and fell asleep, while the Qingteng sword lay still on the tabletop, not flying or shaking, as if it was no different from before except for the absence of rust marks.

. . .

In the early morning, with the sound of **** crowing in the whole village, Zhaojiazhuang was peaceful and peaceful, and the festive atmosphere of the newlyweds was still strong.

Ji Yuan woke up a little late today, and when she woke up, there were already a lot of people working outside.

"Squeak~" With a sound of opening the door, Zhao Dongliang hurriedly said hello as if he had been waiting.

"Mr. Ji! Our family cooked white rice porridge, and it's still hot!"

"Okay, thank you, brother Zhao didn't go to the field to help?"

"Haha, I've come back from weeding."

Zhao Dongliang, who was talking, had already found a big bowl and went to the kitchen to help Ji Yuan prepare the porridge. He put some pickles on it and brought it to Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan is also welcome, just take it up and eat it. Although he wakes up a little later, the weather is hot now, and the porridge is still steaming hot and not hot, and the entrance is just right.

Then Ji Yuan felt that even he was a little embarrassed to be stared at by Zhao Dongliang eating porridge, especially when he was sitting on the stool and the latter was squatting.

"Brother Zhao, do you know about the land master of Zhaojiazhuang?"

Zhao Dongliang's eyes lit up, and finally the topic could be close to Mr. Ji again.

"I know this. When I was a child, I heard the old man in Zhuangli say that the land lord of Zhaojiazhuang is famous, and I dare not mention it. In short, it is the ancestor of Zhuangshang. The ancestor lived to be a hundred years old. UU read www. .uukanshu.com is a famous birthday star in the county, even the county master has seen it, and now there are plaques left in the ancestral hall in the village, and then the predecessors started to pay homage, and they came to worship as the land master."

"Well, so it is!"

There is no thrilling story, but it is also in line with common sense.

Although it is not far from the small temple of the land, Ji Yuan has no intention of avoiding any taboos. This is not to speak ill of people.

Chatting with Zhao Dongliang for a while, Ji Fate is trying his best to satisfy Zhao Dongliang's curiosity about the outside world. If there are no accidents, this life is almost the same as marrying a wife and having children in Zhaojiazhuang generation. In fact, there is nothing wrong. it is good.

After eating the porridge and resting for a while, Ji Yuan said goodbye to the Zhao family. Zhao Dongliang volunteered to help Ji Yuan carry an umbrella and carry the luggage to the entrance of the village. It was only at this moment that he realized that the wooden box that Mr. Ji had been holding lightly was so heavy. .

In fact, I really want to give something to Zhao Dongliang, but there is really nothing suitable to give. Giving money is too vulgar and giving more and less will change the taste. It is really inappropriate to give martial arts secrets, and it may lead to disaster.

In the end, he could only stop when he left a section of the road after saying goodbye, and bowed his hands slightly towards the small temple at the head of the village.

"Trouble the land public to take care of it!"

Zhao Dongliang looked at the figure who had planned to leave at the head of the village and suddenly turned around and bowed. He seemed to be muttering something. He thought it was towards him, and he hurriedly returned the salute with an inaccurate posture.

He just felt that the teacher was not facing the right direction, so he turned his head subconsciously and saw an old man looking at him with a smile in the direction of the Earth Temple.

"Oh mother, in broad daylight...!"

After a shiver, Zhao Dongliang hurriedly went home.