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Looking at Ji Yuan's pensive look, Lao Long and the others had a tacit understanding and did not speak until they were far away from Pozi Mountain and Ji Yuan returned to his normal state, Zhu Tingtao couldn't help but be the first to speak out .

"Mr. Ji, let me just say it straight. What kind of magical method is the song of Daoyin before? Mr. Ji knows Zhu's temperament and will never spy on Mr.'s magical method, but I hope you can tell me a thing or two. This method has never been heard or seen before, it is too unpredictable and miraculous!"

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

When Lao Long added this, he was obviously also curious. Although the old beggar and Ju Yuanzi did not speak, they basically had the same mentality.

Of course, although the four of them are eager to know the root of the magic method, if Ji Yuan doesn't want to talk about it, they won't go into it. However, based on their understanding of Ji Yuan, there is a high probability that they will talk about it.

Sure enough, Ji Yuan didn't tantalize anyone, he frowned for a moment, considered his words, looked around at the four people around him, and then spoke.

"Uh, if Ji said that he thought of something about the past just now, and then sang a passage based on it, do you believe it?"

The old dragon and the others looked at each other, Ju Yuanzi frowned in thought, Zhu Tingtao stroked his beard and remained silent, the old dragon was noncommittal, and the old beggar smiled forcedly.

To be honest, among the four people, apart from Zhu Tingtao, the other three really believed. Even though it was Zhu Tingtao, although he thought it was a bit ridiculous, he didn't think that immortal cultivators like Ji Yuan would lie about this matter. .

Fortunately, Ji Yuan didn't keep them entangled for too long, after thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing to say, so he opened his mouth to tell a story of the past.

"Actually, a few years ago, Ji had a chance to read a Book of Earth, Spirit and Heaven, called "Zhengde Baogonglu"..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan deliberately paused his words, observing the expressions of the four people around him, obviously none of them had heard of this book, so he continued.

"This book is owned by a country land, but its text is not visible. 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" back then. At that time, he was still a real newcomer to cultivating immortals. A lot of common sense about immortals came from "Wai Dao Zhuan" and "Tong Ming Ce". I didn't respect the City God anymore, but I really respected and feared it at that time.

"Ji happened to pass by that land jurisdiction and settled down at a farmer's house. The land saw that I looked like a person cultivating immortals, so he took the initiative to chat with me, and finally took out a book, hoping that I could clarify his doubts and help him. It made Ji have a chance to have a glimpse of this book, and he just sang it because he recalled some of the words in the book, felt something in his heart and realized something."

The old dragon suddenly smiled, thinking to himself that this is indeed very similar to Ji Yuan's way of doing things, and the others also nodded slightly when they heard the words, knowing in their hearts that the "Zhengde Bao Gonglu" must be a great earth spirit book , but what is truly remarkable is fate.

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

Lao Long said with emotion, the old beggar on one side felt the same in his heart when he heard the words, but he didn't say it out, let alone Ju Yuanzi, and Zhu Tingtao felt that he knew Ji Yuan again, and always felt that Mr. Ji There are many mysteries in him.

Of course Ji Yuan didn't know that Lao Long slandered in his heart, "This is very Ji Yuan", and said with a smile.

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

These are naturally modest words, but at the same time they are half modest, and at the same time, they are also vaguely proud. There is naturally a coincidence in Shi Youdao's return to the way of cultivation, but it is enough to make Ji Yuan proud. That song There is no such thing as the mighty swordsmanship of the heavens, nor the domineering blaze of the real fire of samadhi, but it is another level of extraordinary achievement, which is also of great benefit to someone else's practice, and belongs to the category of "enlightenment with one thought".

This is not only an opportunity for Shi Youdao, but also an opportunity for fate.

Given their identities and dispositions, Lao Long and the others certainly wouldn't do things like continuous questioning, and Ji Yuan himself said it was a temporary idea. Can't do the bottom line.

The direction they are going now is to go back to Jiufeng Mountain. There was an accident in the process of refining treasures before, and coming to Pozi Mountain was just an unfinished business. Now it is time to part.

As for Tu Siyan and those monsters, they have already disappeared without a trace, and they must try their best to cover up their traces. Even the old beggar and others are useless.

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

Three days later, at Ruanshan Ferry under the jurisdiction of Jiufeng Mountain, everyone from Yuhuai Mountain boarded the boat here. There are quite a few disciples, but Ji Yuan is missing.

"Ju Zhenzhen, when will Mr. Ji come back?"

Hearing Wei Yuansheng's question, Ju Yuanzi looked towards a certain white cloud in the sky, and that direction was where Jiufendongtian was.

"It's not good to say, but this time is to deduce the scriptures from the heavens, and take into account the ability of the master. With the previous experience, the time will not be too long."

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

Qiu Feng on the side smiled.

"Who keeps calling in my ear that I miss my mother and my father? The Immortal Journey Conference is over, and the frequency of ferries to various immortal gates will be greatly reduced. If I don't catch up with this trip, it may take a year and a half next time." It's too late, and we can't help Mr. Ji here, and we are disturbing people's peace."

What Qiu Feng said is the truth, and what can best reflect the changes in Ruan Shandu. After the end of the Fairy Tour Conference, it is obvious that it has become more than a little deserted.

Wei Yuansheng scratched his head. Although he is smart, he grew up in the fairy gate, and he still has a little innocence. The six years in Jiufeng Mountain really bored him to death, so there will be no more "oh" say what.

"start sailing--"

There was a distant voice from the monk of Jiufeng Mountain, and the flying boat slowly lifted into the sky. Everyone first looked at the smaller and smaller Ruan Shandu, and then looked at the nine giant peaks in the sky until they could not see them.

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

"Ju Zhenren, who is Zhong Pingxiu, why is Mr. Ji surprised and happy when he heard his name?"

This really puzzled Ju Yuanzi, let alone Zhong Pingxiu, even Ju Yuanzi had never heard of the name Wuliang Mountain, at least he must be famous.

"Ju actually doesn't know, but since Mr. Ji seems to care about it, it must not be easy. After all, if Wuliang Mountain is the name of the Immortal Mansion, it is not so easy to dare to bear the name of "Wuliang"."

Leaving this sentence behind, Ju Yuanzi looked into the distance again, then turned and went back to the inn. Although the book of heaven was written by Ji Yuan, of course, the five people who made treasures have their own differences in the past six years. After harvesting, he has to go back to practice, and he has to go back to Yuzhu Peak of Yuhuai Mountain as soon as possible.

It was not only the people from Yuhuai Mountain who left, but also the old beggar, Zhu Tingtao and everyone in Xianxia Island. Of course, the old dragon who was uncomfortable in Xianmen also left.

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

Seeing the appearance of the old emperor, the two real people from Xianxia Island who went there also found it very funny. They laughed and talked to the old emperor at the Tianshi in the capital after the repair, and then left.

The general idea is: Although we were entrusted by Mr. Ji to come to see you, how can you be a person who is about to die like this? With such an expression now, he might live to be over a hundred years old, which is unprecedented among the emperors of Daxiu, so it is better to be content!

After a series of trivial matters, now only Ji Yuan is the one who stays in Jiufeng Mountain. He is still in Xianlai Peak, or even in Yunxia Garden, because this is the place where he has been refining treasures and discussing Taoism for six years. The people are gone, but the Dao Yun still exists. It is most appropriate to deduce it into a book here, which is far from being able to describe it with twice the result with half the effort.

But Ji Yuan didn't rush to start writing immediately, but took out the "Sword Intent Tie" and prepared to start to study ink.

As soon as this sword intent post appeared, the living room in Yunxia Court immediately became lively.

"Ah~~ The Elder Master finally let us out!"

"Suffocated to death, suffocated to death, how many years has it been!"

"Six years."

"I've known it for six years, let me express my feelings."

"You are stupid, you don't know!"

"I know!"

"you do not know!"

"I know! You're stupid!"

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

"My lord, we want to eat Jinxiangmo."

"Yes, yes, my lord, please, I want to eat Jinxiangmo!"

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 piece of golden fragrant ink flew out of the sleeve 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 and writing something with a Langhao pen from a distance.

Lin Jian didn't dare to make a sound, and only hurried to the door when Ji Yuan started to smear ink.

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

Ji Yuan never forgot the voice, even if he only met him once in the East China Sea, he immediately recognized that it was Lin Jian, looked up at the visitor, and nodded.

"It's okay, it hasn't started yet, let's put things on the side of the table."

While talking, Ji Yuan dipped the ink again and began to brush and write. Whenever Jin Xiang ink wrote a small character, the ink on that small character did not feel fresh. After reading it a few times, it even made Lin Jian feel that the words seemed to be stretching Illusion, no change on closer inspection.

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

"Mr. Ji, there are already characters in this book, why do you need to re-ink it?"

Before Ji Yuan could open his mouth, the "Sword Intent Post" exploded in no time.

"This person is too much, ask the old man not to paint us!"

"You are too much!"

"That's right, we've been looking forward to it for several years!"

"Hahahaha, look at him stupid!"

"Hahahaha, really, he was stunned!"

"He must have never seen words and can speak."

"It's still holding the Fairy Tour Conference, I don't have any knowledge at all!"

"Hahahaha……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ji Yuan glanced at the copybook.

"quiet!"

The whole copybook fell silent in an instant.

Even if he was a cultivator, Lin Jian still subconsciously wanted to rub his eyes and ears, and looked at the "Sword Intent Tie". He couldn't see anything special at all. There is no spell in the fairy gate, so it is absolutely impossible to have an illusion.