Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Chu Hang's uneasiness did not last long, at least he did not feel any hostility. As the night passed, he was sent home with his father.

Early the next morning, Chu Hang shivered and finally woke up from the cold.

"Hey, is it just a dream?"

Chu Hang looked around and found that he was still huddled in that corner, with a layer of frost already forming on the surface of the quilt.

"Ouch. Hiss."

He really fell asleep last night, curled up and squatting without moving all night. Now Chu Hang's legs were numb, and he grimaced in discomfort when he tried to get up.

When Chu Hang finally calmed down and stood up holding the quilt, Chu Qinglin had also gotten up. Passing by, he saw his son who had no time to escape today.

"Uh, dad, morning."

Chu Qinglin just stared at Chu Hang for a while, and Chu Hang was silent for a while.

"Last night" "In that dream"

The two spoke almost at the same time. Although their voices were different, the meaning was obviously the same, and both of them immediately understood that yesterday's dream was true.

Chu Qinglin suddenly smiled, shook his head and said.

"Go back and have a good rest!"

"yes!"

Chu Hang walked out holding the quilt and walked quickly towards his room.

"Hang'er."

Chu Hang paused and turned around.

"Dad, do you have anything else to do?"

Chu Qinglin thought for a moment and then said.

"If you really don't want to take the exam, don't force yourself!"

In the past, if Chu Hang heard this, he would jump for joy, but that is not the case now. Instead, he feels that he needs to be more courageous and aware of his shame.

"Dad, my child has woken up and will definitely work hard! My child is leaving first!"

Chu Hang saluted his father and left in a hurry.

Chu Qinglin looked at his son's back and suddenly felt that he had never really understood the child before. Looking at it now, he had already grown up.

——

At the bottom of Changfeng Lake, even though Chu Qinglin had gone home, the water tribesmen responsible for the construction were still busy in an orderly manner.

Jiang Lang watched from the edge of the Shuifu forbidden area, using the method of hiding to accommodate the Shuifu palace. Although it has not been completely completed, the scale after completion can already be seen.

I have to say that Chu Qinglin is indeed a talent. In fact, except for a few, many water tribes and even water gods' water mansions, although they look more imposing, some details are not very refined.

As for today's Changfeng Lake Dragon Palace, everything is carefully designed, and each palace is magnificent. Even the layout and size of some pavilions and pavilions are very particular.

At this time, Laogui slowly walked to Jiang Lang.

"Lord Dragon King, is this mission satisfactory to you?"

"Very good, don't get angry with my father. From now on, you will be the one to take care of all the trivial matters in Changfeng Lake!"

The old man looked a little excited after hearing this, and quickly saluted Jiang Lang.

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King, for your respect. Thank you very much, sir. I will definitely do my best!"

It’s the right time to come to Changfeng Lake!

Jiang Lang glanced at the old man, smiled and said nothing more.

"I have to let Lao Yi come over and see what Dragon Palace is and what efficiency is. How can our Changfeng Lake be comparable to those small ditches? Alas."

While muttering to himself, Jiang Lang couldn't help but sigh.

"Uh, why is Lord Dragon King sighing?"

Jiang Lang didn't hide it from the old man. He was a close confidant of the Changfeng Lake team, and he knew everything about it.

"I have a friend who is a master of immortal cultivation, but his whereabouts are unpredictable and difficult to predict. On the day when the Dragon Palace is completed, I don't want to invite other people to congratulate him, but I must invite him to come and take a look."

You can't show off if you don't invite me.

During this period of time, Jiang Lang had secretly visited Mingzhou once, but neither Mo Shisheng nor Qi Zhongbin went back, and Lao Yi must not be there either.

As for the Yi family in Yuanjiang County that I just learned about last night, although Jiang Lang hasn't been there yet, he probably can't find anyone.

"I wonder who the immortal the Lord Dragon King is talking about is and which immortal mountain he practices in?"

"That's Yi Shuyuan, not in any fairy mountain."

Daizhong nodded understandingly.

"It turns out to be Yi Daozi, you really should be invited!"

Jiang Lang suddenly looked at the old man next to him.

"Don't you have any ideas?"

"I can't think of anything for a while, but if Lord Dragon King is interested, I will definitely think hard and find a way to find Yi Xianchang."

Jiang Lang looked at Old Turtle for a while and suddenly smiled.

"It's different here than elsewhere. You don't need to be so cautious, and you don't need to worry too much about my face. I really can't find him. If you have a plan, tell me now!"

With that said, Jiang Lang continued with his smile unchanged.

"If I don't have the capacity to accommodate people, how can I accommodate a dragon heart in the future? If you don't dare to take on this responsibility, how can you help lead the Changfeng Lake water system?"

Maybe Yi Shuyuan and Jiang Lang didn't feel anything when they came into contact, but now Jiang Lang is a dragon who can really use the name of Dragon King under the Dragon Lord.

A wise water tribe like Dai Shige understands the meaning of this status even more.

Hearing Jiang Lang's words at this moment, Old Turtle was a little shocked. After regaining consciousness, he lowered his eyebrows and answered.

"Dragon King is a clairvoyant observer of fire. I can't hide my little thoughts from you. I do have a trick!"

"Then tell me quickly!"

"yes!"

The old turtle looked at the palace over there, and then looked at Jiang Langdao.

"Lord Dragon King, let's just say it's simple. It's really not easy to think of. But let's say it's hard, it's not difficult at all! Let's offer some incense to Yi Xianchang. He must have sensed this."

Jiang Lang's eyes suddenly widened a lot. He looked at the old man next to him for a long time, and then showed a very wonderful expression.

"Good guy, it's really simple enough, and it's really unfamiliar enough!"

Who in their right mind would consider things from this perspective? This old turtle is indeed a talent, no, he is a demon talent!

Someone is offering incense to a statue, and when the power of aspiration comes, immortal cultivators such as Yi Shuyuan will definitely sense it immediately, and there is a high probability that they can directly calculate where the statue is.

As for whether hemp is troublesome? In Jiang Lang's opinion, it was very worthwhile, and it was definitely not superfluous. After all, if you really want to calculate it, Yi Shuyuan's merit of taking away the burst of water energy was enough to build a temple.

As for the immortal cultivator not receiving incense, that’s okay, you can don’t want it.

"We can't find Lao Yi, but we can let him find it on his own! Wonderful, wonderful! I will mark your contribution!"

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King!"

The Changfeng Lake Dragon King Temple has actually been on the agenda for a long time, but unlike the Dragon Palace in the water, which is currently under construction, the Dragon King Temple is ready-made.

Although Changfeng Lake hundreds of years ago has disappeared, the temple from that time has remained, but it is not on the side of Changfeng Fucheng today, but on the other side of the lake.

Of course, the temple cannot be the original temple, but has been destroyed and rebuilt several times.

The custom of worshiping the Dragon King in the original Changfeng Lake area has always been passed down. In the past, it was to ensure fish harvest and suppress floods, so as to increase food crops. Later, it was only to ensure good weather and good weather for food crops. Now it has changed again.

It's just that the original Laojiao will naturally not be able to enjoy the incense, and it is natural for Jiang Lang to inherit.

The matter can be solved by asking the local gentry, dignitaries and fishing village elders to ask a few dreams. As long as one is in a good position, there will be no resistance to changing the name of Dragon King to do such a thing.

The Yin of Changfeng Prefecture was begged by the people and had already reported the matter of building the temple to the imperial court.

Generally speaking, the imperial court will approve such petitions from local people to worship temples.

Jiang Lang did not need to build a temple specifically for Yi Shuyuan. He only needed to set up a separate side hall for him in the Dragon King Temple and place a statue.

The truth is that the immortal and the Dragon King jointly avoided a flood disaster. Now it is appropriate to enshrine the immortal as well.

However, considering Yi Shuyuan's temper, Jiang Lang did not dare to directly erect a statue with the name "Yi Shuyuan", so he took the title "Yixianzun".

However, the lifelikeness of the statue must not be sloppy at all, and it must be made as new as the Dragon King statue.

——

At the beginning of winter, Zhuo Qing had been awake for a few days in Yusang Village.

Yi Shuyuan has been staying here and not leaving, which can be regarded as protecting Zhuo Qing.

It was now the middle of winter. Everyone had a pot of hot tea and sat on the wooden porch listening to Zhuo Qing describe her practice in a relaxed atmosphere.

Yi Shuyuan did not teach Zhuo Qing anything except some basic knowledge on spiritual practice.

Even the method of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth came from Zhuo Qing's own feelings when refining the robe, although it was indeed supported by Yi Shuyuan's magic power in the beginning.

"I feel like sitting there, weaving a piece of flexible silk in my heart, and embroidering the picture in my heart on it. Every strand of spiritual energy is like a thread gathered in my hand, and there is a shuttle in my hand. There’s a needle.”

Yi Shuyuan felt very novel when he heard it. This was a presentation of artistic conception, but in a very special way.

"In the end, did you feel that this piece of cloth became more and more real?"

"Well, it's becoming more and more real. It's like the outside of the cloth is turbid, but inside there are mountains, rivers, flowing water, red flowers and green grass. Everything I embroidered is alive."

Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly. He didn't intend to break Zhuo Qing's natural feeling. Unless something went wrong, he would try not to interfere too much.

So at this moment, I just took out a book. This is a transcript and partial summary of "Five Elements Miaoshu". It also adds Yi Shuyuan's content about casting the Immortal Base Pill Furnace, and the original principles of "Five Elements Miaoshu". At Qi Zhongbin.

"If you read this book occasionally, you don't have to accept it as the truth. If what you understand in your heart is inconsistent with the book, just focus on your heart. The path to immortality is by no means a restricted path. Everyone has his own rules."

"Is this a fairy book?"

Zhuo Qing picked up the book and flipped through it happily. She was not in a hurry to read the content. She just touched the writing on it with her fingers and smelled the fragrance of ink. It was obvious that she had just written it not long ago.

"And Zhong Bin, I have also seen all your previous warlock spells. Some of them are pretty good, and some of them have been slightly modified. With your understanding, you may be able to make breakthroughs."

Although there are big problems with the Lian Shen Formation, it shows Qi Zhongbin's pure talent in the art.

"Just don't put too much emphasis on magic. You need to pay equal attention to the Tao in cultivation. Immortal magic is an extension of the Tao and can also be used to supplement the Tao."

Qi Zhongbin nodded heavily, keeping his master's words in mind.

"It's Master!"

"Boy Qi, sir, you can pursue your own path, and you may be able to create a fairy furnace in the process!"

Hearing Hui Mian's words, Qi Zhongbin also nodded slightly. He already knew that his senior brother would practice with his master for a period of time. Although he envied him, he would not force it. Just as Senior Hui said, just as Master said, everyone has his own way.

But at this time, Yi Shuyuan frowned slightly, and even subconsciously picked up his tea cup and smelled it.

A vague fragrance rose up from nowhere, as if it was in front of the nose, and seemed to be born directly in the spiritual platform.