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Seeing Lin Jian staring at the sword intent post without blinking, Ji Yuan knew that the other party must be using the magic eye, but he obviously didn't see anything, the expression on his face reflected this Show it clearly.

"Mr. Ji, here, the words on this signature..."

Ji Yuan held the sleeve with his left hand and dipped the pen in his right hand, and then wrote carefully stroke by stroke on the sword intent post with a wolf hair, while explaining calmly.

"There are so many spirits and monsters in the world. These small characters are just one of the ordinary little spirits of life. You don't need to pay too much attention to them."

Practitioners with common sense know that there are many ghosts in the world, and Lin Jian, who has calligraphy and painting creatures, has even heard of them and even seen them before. Each of them has become a master, and they can even bicker!

Lin Jian didn't want to make a fuss when Mr. Ji said that, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity, and Mr. Ji had a good temper, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. Ji is right. I have lost my composure, but I have never heard of a single character that has become a master since I practiced. Are they really independent entities?"

As soon as Lin Jian said this, he found that except for the word written by Ji Yuan, the other small characters on the copybook were all stretched up half his body, which made him suddenly look like he was being watched by more than a hundred little monsters. When the tip of the edge pen leaves the previous word and moves to the next word, all of them "lie flat" on the copybook, and the sense of staring disappears, and the copybook seems to be still ordinary in perception.

"Hehe, that's right, so sometimes it's very lively."

As Ji Yuan said, the first pass of "moistening ink" has been completed, and a bar of Jinxiang ink has been exhausted. He has taken care of every small character and brushed all the ink once, but at the moment it can be regarded as "satisfying" for all the small characters at the moment. ", not really brushing ink for small print.

When the first ink stick was used up, Ji Yuan took out a few more and started grinding ink again. Under the influence of mana, the ink on the inkstone would increase very slowly, while one ink stick would be consumed very quickly.

Lin Jian who was next to him didn't leave. Since Mr. Ji didn't chase him away, he had the cheek to stay here for the time being.

Ji Yuan caught a glimpse of Lin Jian from the corner of his eye, but he didn't say anything, and said something softly to the sword intent post.

"Everything is ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yuan dipped his ink again, and after concentrating and calming down for a while, he focused on brushing ink on the paper.

At the same moment, Lin Jian felt that there was a strange atmosphere in the small characters on the copybook on the table case. They were no longer ordinary and hard to find, but one after another revealed their spirituality. This feeling was very magical. More than a hundred little monks meditate cross-legged and comprehend the world.

This time, after Ji Yuan wrote the pen, every small character will be shimmering, and every stroke is no longer a simple smear, but full of charm.

It took more than an hour to write one article, most of the time was spent studying ink, but on this copybook, those small characters were all bright and shining, making the whole copybook shrouded in a layer of long-lasting ink. In the dim light.

'These words are practicing! '

This was a thought that came naturally to Lin Jian's mind, and it was not difficult to deduce that these small characters were the correct method taught by Ji Yuan.

Of course, in fact, what Ji Yuan did was not at all to teach the Dharma, but to show them the Tao in the words based on his own understanding of the spirits of these characters.

However, since he thought that these small characters were practicing, Lin Jian consciously thought that he was not suitable to stand here. This was equivalent to the master teaching his disciples skills, and it was inappropriate for him, an outsider, to be present.

So Lin Jian whispered while saluting.

"Mr. Ji, then I will take my leave first. After you finish your meal, just send the tableware outside Yunxia Garden."

"Okay, Ji won't give it away."

Watching Lin Jian leave, Ji Yuan also put down his pen, he has finished brushing the small characters, it's time to eat. The dishes on the table and tray are very delicate, there are hot dishes that are still steaming, cold dishes with thin ice beads, and even a jug of wine.

"The appearance is good, but the quantity is too small..."

Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head. It was rare for him to complain. He knew that many immortals ate food just to taste and enjoy the feeling. There are eight dishes, how many chopsticks can one dish hold?

Of course, Jiufeng Mountain is definitely not stingy. Although the dishes are small, everything is exquisite and extraordinary, and it contains Yuanling, which is not comparable to ordinary food with a little aura.

Jiufeng Mountain is so hospitable, in addition to showing the demeanor of the host of the Fairy Journey Conference, and the idea of ​​making friends with each other, more importantly, Jiufeng Mountain has actually benefited, and this benefit is today's Xianlai Peak.

The treasures refined by the five masters are no small matter. At the moment when the treasures are made, all kinds of gas phases in the process of refining the treasures still remain in Xianlai Peak, and the phases of yin and yang and five elements are derived. This is a rare treasure for the immortal sect. .

Under such circumstances, the masters of Jiufeng Mountain are full of enthusiasm, and it is right to entertain Ji Yuan with good wine and good food. Anyway, Xianlai Peak can't run away, so leaving a treasure of enlightenment for the mountain gate is a once in a thousand years. This point is not only understood by the people of Jiufeng Mountain, but also by many immortal cultivators who have left.

Ji Yuan first poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and tasted it. He felt that the wine tasted full-bodied, not the kind of thing that highlights aura and vitality, but real fairy wine, and a smile appeared on his face. Picking up a bite of the side dishes to taste the taste, I also feel that the taste is very good, although it is much worse than the one he cooks himself.

Glancing at the sword meaning post, all the small characters were focused on practicing, Ji Yuan murmured while tasting wine and food.

"You little fellows are already somewhat capable, this time you have to help the Elder Master hide the secret of the heavenly book!"

Brushing ink for small characters is not only to help the practice of small characters, but also to plan for one's own practice, and to prove one's own way of calligraphy from the natural calligraphy spirit.

And the character spirit originally showed the way in characters. When I wrote "The Wonderful Law of Heaven and Earth", the small characters were still far behind. Now when I am preparing to write a new book of heaven, these small characters can be of great help to Ji Yuan.

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Although Jiufengdongtian is inextricably linked with the outside world, in the final analysis, Dongtian is almost a world of its own, and even has its own rules. Here, when Jiufengshan needs it, make up your mind to Even able to exercise part of the power of heaven, is the real peak fairy world.

Immortal mansion hidden in the "cave" is quiet and stable, and it can choose a vast space to cultivate spiritual flowers and exotic herbs, which is also very beneficial for enlightenment. Sometimes, good talents are selected from cave mortals to enter the fairy gate, the frequency is very low. up.

On the Jiufeng Mountain where Jiufeng Mountain is located, time is connected with the outside world, so one day for Ji Yuan and others in Jiufeng Mountain is equivalent to one day for the outside world.

But in the real cave world under the Nine Peaks, the passage of time is different from the outside world, basically the difference is a multiple of ten days, that is to say, one day on Nine Peaks Mountain, ten days have passed in Nine Peaks Cavern.

Therefore, when Ji Yuan and others refined the immortal rope, and went back and forth to Pozi Mountain, and at this moment when Ji Yuan began to write the method, in the Jiufeng Cave Heaven under Jiufeng Mountain, three years had actually passed. many months.

In the cloud-shrouded deep mountains, there are several people who are struggling to shuttle back and forth. They started trekking three months ago and advanced to the mountain in one and a half months. limit.

Several people in the team are young people, or teenagers, and even short children. They are walking among the rocky piles in a moss-covered mountain. Although they are very careful, they are exhausted. Next, someone slipped and fell.

"Oops..."

"boom……"

The arms and feet of the boy who slipped and fell were cut and blood oozes.

"Wuuuuuuuu... why are we here, why are we here, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!"

"No, I can't..."

"I can't do it anymore, I'm not leaving, I don't want to look for it..."

Walking in the front was a boy carrying a bundle of hemp rope, he was also out of breath, feeling that the bundle of hemp rope was like pieces of pig iron, making him unable to breathe.

"Patter..."

The hemp rope was thrown to the ground, and the boy in front sat down on it, and also wiped his tears secretly. Many people have cried during these days, and this is just one of them, and it is also the saddest one.

"Aze, let's go back, shall we go back?"

"I want to go back too, I want to go home!"

The young man sitting on the hemp rope covered his face with his hands, and tears leaked from his hands. He just kept silent when he heard his companion begging.

"No more, no home...we will have no home when we go back..."

"Then, we don't need to go into such a deep mountain, we... just hide outside for a while..."

The young man wiped away his tears, stood up and shook his head, then turned to look into the distance surrounded by clouds and mist.

"No! We have to go in, to Qingtian Mountain. We want to find Qingtian Fairy Mountain. My grandfather said that there is a peak that pierces the sky in the east of Qingtian Mountain. That's where the heaven is. Finding the immortal will bring my parents and grandpa back to life!"