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

"How about it, is the Taoist priest sure?"

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

"Try it!"

Speaking of this, Taoist Qingsong suddenly realized something, and asked Ji Yuan in time.

"Mr. Ji, it won't be an accident, right? I'm just a mortal, even if you need help, I..."

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

Ji Yuan smiled and continued.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem to calculate it. Even if you really count some immortals, it's okay. It's just whether you can calculate it or not. It doesn't happen once you calculate it. Of course, it involves some special secrets, and you are quick to talk." It is easy to cause accidents if it is said, or it is simply targeted by someone with great supernatural powers, and there is no problem with today's matter."

"Oh oh oh."

Qi Xuan nodded suddenly, and then asked carefully.

"You have nothing to do with this matter, Mr. Ji?"

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

"Even I am not omnipotent. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry. When it comes to divination and calculation, you are very capable, Daoist Qingsong, better than me, and better than many so-called immortals and gods."

Qin Zizhou also showed a smile and praised him.

"With Mr. Ji's praise, Daoist Qi is proud enough!"

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

"Then, I'm making a fuss?"

"Prince, please!"

After Taoist Qingsong nodded, he began to adjust his own state, turned his hands up and down, and then lightly flicked the front and back of his body a few times. This movement itself has no special power, but it is a sense of ritual in the heart.

Afterwards, Taoist Qingsong calmed down, staring at the scroll of "Sword Intent Tie" with his eyes, and gently brushed the corners of it.

Qi Xuan himself didn't know any mysterious spells, but Ji Yuan could tell that he was "measuring" the thickness, length and width of the paper, and even the wooden strips on the scroll, as if looking at a Feng Shui pattern.

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

While muttering to himself, Taoist Qingsong used his hands to calculate and record the previous information with the help of each knuckle, and also guided the hexagram in this way of forming a conditioned reflex.

During this process, Qin Zizhou and Ji Yuan didn't make a sound, not disturbing Taoist Qingsong's fortune-telling, and Ji Yuan was even more discerning, carefully watching Qi Xuan's state at the moment, not letting go of the slightest change.

From aura to demeanor, the change of Qingsong Taoist's thoughts is reflected in the progress of hexagrams, and it will also cause changes in the aura of the body.

After a long time, Taoist Qingsong's aura suddenly had a more obvious change. His anger or Taoist Qingsong's entire aura began to shift to brighter colors, and it is estimated that there will be a result soon.

Sure enough, Taoist Qingsong murmured something calculated.

"There are many heads of household, they choose water to live, they prefer sandalwood and ink, and they don't like strong light, and they live in a foreign country at the beginning of September in the Jiawu year... This seems to be too far away...Mr. Ji, did I make a mistake?"

Generally speaking, Taoist Qingsong is very confident in his hexagram calculations, but the situation is special, and the object is not a person or even a normal living thing, so he dare not make any guarantees.

Ji Yuan waved his hand immediately.

"You should be right. Keep counting. Don't be afraid. It's good to have a general direction or range. It's easy for me to find if I get close."

"good."

Taoist Qingsong continued to count with peace of mind, and finally counted tens of thousands of miles away from the north to the west. Qi Xuan also took Qi Wen to walk through a lot of Dazhen's land, knowing that this is definitely beyond the border of Dazhen. As for He didn't know exactly where it was.

However, Ji Yuan is very satisfied with the results calculated by Taoist Qingsong. Qi Xuan not only gave the general direction and distance, but also described some possible characteristics of the environment where those "characters" are located. For example, there may be pools and rivers around, growth trees, and some man-made environments.

If an ordinary person knew this information, he would still be blind, but after Ji Yuan knew this, combined with the sword meaning post to get to a suitable distance, and then calculated a few times by himself, he would be very sure to find those "words" accurately.

After Taoist Qingsong finished all the calculations, he felt that he didn't have any physical discomfort, so he was still not sure if he was right. After all, in his opinion, the calculations were some mysterious things, and he had to have some reaction. , I usually give fortune-telling to people, and I get beaten from time to time, but this time there is nothing wrong with it, I am 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 add "masochism" in addition to the impression of "gua infatuation".

Ji Yuan went through the content of Qi Xuan's calculation with a little concentration, and he was more sure of Qi Xuan's calculation in his heart, and even a faint sense of picture appeared in his mind.

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

"Thank you, Daoist Qingsong, for helping me with the hexagrams. This trip to Yunshan is definitely the right one!"

Taoist Qingsong quickly stood up and returned the salute.

"Don't dare to act, Mr. Ji has something to do, just say a word, and Pindao will definitely help with all his strength. If it weren't for Mr., Pindao would not be as strong as a middle-aged man at the age where he knows his destiny!"

Hearing what Qi Xuan said, Ji Yuan felt a little dazed, looking at Qi Xuan, who was covered in jet black and had a strong body, he could not tell from his appearance that he was in his fifties and almost sixty years old.

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

At this time, Qi Wen also came back briskly with a basket on his back, which was full of fresh ingredients bought from the village at the foot of the mountain. When Mr. Ji came, he was not only happy in his heart, but also had a good meal.

"Come, come, it's rare for Mr. Ji to come, and today Pindao will show off his culinary skills again, Qi Wen, get firewood for the fire!"

"okay!"

The master and apprentice of Yunshan Temple went to the kitchen in the Taoist temple one after the other with great enthusiasm. Looking at their energy, I really couldn't tell that they were actually a pair of masters and apprentices whose master was over half a hundred years old and whose apprentice was over 30 years old.

Ji Yuan stood in front of the main hall of the Taoist temple, looking at the master and apprentice busy in the kitchen with a calm expression, and Qin Zizhou beside him had also stood up.

"Qi Wen doesn't plan to start a family?"

Qin Zizhou stroked his long beard.

"Although it is not impossible for Taoists in Yunshan Temple to marry wives, Daoist Qingyuan is concerned with Taoism and has no intention of getting married, at least in Qin's opinion."

Ji Yuan turned his head to look at Qin Zizhou, and then at the Taoist star banner in the main hall behind.

"Qin Gong, how about the view of the clouds and mountains from the stars?"

Qin Zizhou seemed to be waiting for Ji Yuan's endless words, so he just nodded at Ji Yuan.

The fate was clear, so he solemnly waved his sleeves and bowed his hands. Qin Zizhou also made a gesture with the same courtesy at almost the same time. In the kitchen over there, Qi Wen lit the stove and looked up towards the direction of the main hall.

I happened to see Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou standing in front of the main hall of the temple, one right and one left bowing to each other, and the realization of the extension into the inside was the huge star banner in the main hall of Yunshan Temple.

"What are you looking at, the stove fire is going out!"

Taoist Qingsong reprimanded Qi Wen and brought him back to God.

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

Qi Wen hurriedly threw a hay knot into the stove, ignited the fire, and then put the split firewood into it.

When the fire was burning, and then looked towards the main hall, Mr. Ji and Grandpa Qin in his eyes were sitting on the horses and basking in the sun.

Strange to say, from Qi Wen's point of view, Grandpa Qin obviously looked very old, but Mr. Ji sat next to him, but he didn't feel like a "young man" or a junior at all.

And Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou, who were like two old men sitting together on a pony pony and basking in the sun, chatted one after another about things that would affect the future of the Taoist priests of Yunshan Temple and Qi Wen Qixuan.

"However, it's still a little thin, just Qingsong and Qingyuan, the two Taoist priests, and the old man is less than one palm..."

Just after Qin Zizhou said that, Ji Yuan was already smiling and looking at the courtyard wall next to the Taoist kitchen in the distance.

"Isn't this just a palm count!"

Qin Zizhou was taken aback, followed Ji Yuan's line of sight, and found two gray minks looking towards the kitchen on the distant courtyard wall, obviously tempted by the fragrant seasoning in the kitchen.

"Haha, okay, counting with one palm, it's wonderful!"

Ji Yuan smiled, stood up again, and when he raised his hand, a Langhao pen flew out of his sleeve and landed in his palm.

Raise your head and eyes, and look at the star banners with black background, silver spots and gold spots in the view.

"I wanted to wait a little longer, but the average lifespan is limited, and Qi Xuan is no longer young. Even so, Ji is not stingy!"

Ji Yuan stepped into the main hall of Yunshan Temple, Qin Zizhou followed behind, seeing Ji Yuan's hand holding the pen slightly waved from side to side, the tip of the pen was covered with a layer of dark yellow fluorescence.

"This star flag is a bit special, and it is a start because of the introduction of Mr. Qin's practice in these years. As the saying goes, if you add the finishing touch, Ji will draw the flag to point the star."

While speaking, Ji Yuan slowly floated up in the air, his figure was hanging in front of the star banner, with the first touch, the whole star banner that was originally wrinkled seemed to be turned into a straight iron plate.

The next moment, the Langhao pen moved with the wave, and quickly wrote on the star banner.

swipe swipe...

A streak of golden and silver intersecting lights flashed in front of the star banners, attracting Qi Xuan and Qi Wen's master and apprentice who were busy in the kitchen to look out, and also made the two ermines on the courtyard wall fix their eyes.