Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Is it satisfying to repay hatred? It is indeed satisfying, but it doesn't seem to be as satisfying as imagined.

After the initial shock, Xia Linglan stopped mentioning anything about Xuan Ji. Perhaps she thought it was ridiculous that she had used up all her power over the years, or perhaps she didn't need to pay attention to her now that she was dead.

What concerns me is whether the soul can be reunited.

It's just that for Xia Linglan and her daughter to save the soul of their loved one, it is one thing to be feasible, but there is still a big difference between feasibility and actual feasibility.

It's not that Yi Shuyuan is immodest. He can be regarded as the leader in the Danding lineage at that time. Not to mention the so-called success rate of the elixir to resurrect the soul, it is not clear how to refine the calming pill.

Yangyuan Pill and Xingluo Pill are actually elixirs that Yi Shuyuan naturally combined in response to his heart and Tao. This process is about breaking through the fog and moving forward to obtain the pills, and there is no strong purpose.

But Yi Shuyuan was not sure if he wanted to practice an elixir that he only had a rough understanding of in Candian, and it had to reach the level of Dao elixir.

In comparison, Yi Shuyuan thought about the cat demon Xuanji back then, but he had other thoughts in mind.

During this process, Yi Shuyuan was sitting cross-legged on the east-facing rock without even realizing it, his eyes slightly closed as he fell into a state of enlightenment.

This state was also felt by others, so that Jiang Lang and others subconsciously became quiet.

However, it didn't take long, maybe only half a quarter of an hour, before Yi Shuyuan's eyes regained focus.

"It's hard to say how effective elixirs are, but maybe we don't have to rely only on elixirs. Or, whether it's elixirs or magic, there are other mysteries that can be entered."

But thinking about this, Yi Shuyuan could only sigh. Although not everything goes as expected, it seems that even if the cat demon dies, he can still repay the debt in some way.

It's a pity that even at the beginning, the cat demon himself didn't know the secret of his magical power.

Hearing Yi Shuyuan's muttering broke the calm, Lu Yuwei saw that neither her mother nor King Jiang Long spoke, so she couldn't help but ask a question.

"How sure is Mr. Yi?"

Yi Shuyuan turned to look at Lu Yuwei.

"Under current conditions, Yi's confidence in refining the Calming Pill is less than 10%, but in terms of reuniting your father's soul, it is about 20%."

Lu Yuwei first wondered if the two were related? Then my heart became slightly tight. Whether it was 10% or 20%, the probability was very low.

She looked at her mother, who also looked a little disappointed.

Jiang Lang also frowned. Even Lao Yi said he was only 10 to 20 percent sure. But when he wanted to see something else from the expression on Yi Shuyuan's face, Yi Shuyuan looked into the valley again. .

Yi Shuyuan looked at the scenery of the mountains in the distance and the white mist that gradually dissipated under the morning light.

Even if he is not a cultivator, Yi Shuyuan thinks that fogging is just common sense, but when he watches the rise and fall of clouds and mist, he reminds him of Xuanji's life-saving method, and he feels a little moved in his heart and seems to have some understanding.

"Now it's 30%."

Yi Shuyuan's sudden words made several people a little surprised, and the sense of loss on the faces of Xia Linglan and her daughter faded away.

Thirty percent? Refining elixirs or saving people? Or maybe both?

But before anyone asked, Yi Shuyuan explained himself.

"Let me think for a while, allow me to comprehend for a while. If Yi is able to understand some mysteries, whether by using elixirs or casting spells, I will speak to you!"

"Sir, can you give me an approximate date?"

The person who asked the question was Lu Yuwei, but Yi Shuyuan looked at Xia Linglan.

"Mrs. Xia has been waiting for so many years, please don't rush now!"

Those who practice medicine must have a different concept of "a moment" than ordinary people. When Yi Shuyuan said this, Xia Linglan understood that maybe time is not too short.

"I have disturbed you and caused him to be distracted by his spiritual practice in the world of mortals. It's too late for me to be grateful, so how dare I urge you!"

When talking to sensible people, it is easy to understand without Yi Shuyuan having to put in much effort.

Since her mother had said so, Lu Yuwei naturally couldn't say anything, but it was somewhat different from what she expected.

But Hui Mian on her shoulder smiled.

"Little carp, it's good that there is still hope, don't be dissatisfied!"

"Too."

Jiang Lang couldn't help but glance at Hui Mian, why does this little Diaoer become more and more mysterious sometimes? Is it really just a little monster that has not yet transformed?

Under the early morning sunshine, the fog in Kuonan Mountain is also rapidly weakening. The sound of chatting on Shannan Hill not only disturbs the blackbirds resting nearby.

It was also at this moment that leisurely singing came from afar.

"Climbing cliffs and ridges~~~cutting dead vines~~~~cutting trees~~getting a salary~living life~~~~"

Hearing this leisurely folk song, Yi Shuyuan smiled on his face and couldn't help singing the next line softly.

"A pot of turbid wine~~three liters of rice~~~"

As the folk song approached, a woodcutter appeared on the mountain road in the distance with brisk steps, and gradually walked towards the hill here.

Everyone on the hillock also looked at the woodcutter. Although he didn't show much energy, everyone knew that the man who came was an extraordinary person.

"Mr. Yi, when you have time, go up to the mountain for a walk. Now the old pine tree is standing on the hill, but Huang can't even find anyone to talk to on this mountain!"

The woodcutter's voice came, and the man had arrived at Shannangang, and he bowed his hands to Jiang Lang and others in greeting.

"Huang Hongchuan, God of Kuonan Mountain, has met several fellow Taoists!"

Although the few people present did not show much aura, just standing here, the water vapor in Kuonan Mountain was vaguely affected. Huang Hongchuan, as the mountain god, was particularly sensitive to this.

So these three are spiritual cultivation of water!

"It turns out he is the mountain god, and I, Xia Linglan, am so polite!" "Lu Yuwei has met the mountain god!"

Jiang Lang shook his sleeves, held his hands solemnly, and sang a folk song softly to Lao Yi, thinking that he had a good relationship with the mountain god.

"Changfeng Hu Jianglang is so polite!"

Xia Linglan, Lu Yuwei and Huang Hongchuan had never heard of them, but how could they not know Jiang Lang's name.

“It turns out it’s Jiang Longwang in person!”

Yi Shuyuan stood up and looked in one direction of Kuonan Mountain.

"Song Lao is still like that?"

"Still like that, just wait for him to wake up!"

I gained enlightenment at that time, and then took the elixir. So many years have passed, and the Song Dynasty has returned to the body of the pine tree. Over the years, it is like becoming an ordinary ancient pine again. After the wind and rain, it responds to the four seasons, but there is no demon anymore. The body appears.

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In the Yi family courtyard, it will be very busy.

"Master, why haven't they come back yet?" "It looks like they didn't come back until noon."

"Hurry, hurry up, decorate the dining hall!"

Everyone in the Yi family was busy. Although Yi Shuyuan only said that he would add a few dishes, the guests today were obviously very unusual.

It is unlikely that they will fall in love with each other, but the possibility that the eldest uncle’s bloodline will come to find relatives is not small. The thing handed to him in the living room before may be a token!

Even though it was probably a misunderstanding in the end, the Yi family, from Yi Baokang to Yi Yong'an to Yi Abao, as well as all the servants, felt that they had to be treated with caution, so Mrs. Lu, who was getting pregnant, did not come out to help.

At noon, Yi Shuyuan brought a few people back from Kuonan Mountain, which attracted frequent attention from the people in the village. In the early morning, there were few people and there was a little fog, so it was impossible to see clearly now.

"Master, are you guys back? Dinner will be served soon. You can just take people to the dining hall!"

The servant he met at the door said this, and Yi Shuyuan did the same. When everyone arrived in the dining hall, a table of chicken, duck, and fish was cooked.

Although they also ate many delicious delicacies, Jiang Lang and others knew that such a table would be very laborious in this kind of countryside.

"Hey, Lao Yi, is this what you said about adding a few dishes? Your family is very hospitable!"

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Jiang Lang and said nothing. When Jiang Lang was teasing, Yi Baokang walked over shaking the water drops in his hand.

"Uh-huh, there was no food in a hurry, and the hospitality was not good enough. Just treat it as your own home, just treat it as your own home."

After saying this to the guests with a smile, Yi Baokang pulled his brother closer and whispered.

"Brother, tell me the truth, are your sons and daughters here to look for relatives? Or maybe one of them is still yours."

"No, no, no, Baokang, don't say this nonsense, it will ruin the girl's reputation!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Baokang looked forward to asking for safety.

"A man is not a son either?"

Yi Shuyuan grinned, almost wanting to recognize his son, but this time it was no longer a joke, but he still looked at Jiang Lang who had a weird look on his face before turning back to answer Yi Baokang.

"That's not true! These three are all friends who have been together for many years!"

Yi Baokang felt disappointed and just sighed, but soon regained his smile and greeted the guests again.

Xia Linglan and Lu Yuwei didn't stay in the Yi family for long. They came to repay their kindness and seek elixirs. However, they understood on Kuonan Mountain that this matter could not be done in a hurry. If they stayed here, they would only disturb Yi Shuyuan's work at home. Life.

Moreover, in the eyes of ordinary people, the mother and daughter were after all women. It was inappropriate to stay in the Yi family like this, so they left in the Yi family's carriage in the afternoon.

But this kind of departure is not really leaving, it just disappears from everyone's sight. The Yi family's carriage and horse did take them to the county town, but after saying goodbye to the Yi family's servants, Xia Linglan turned around and took her daughter with her. Ejiang Water Mansion, I went to pay a visit to the goddess Eshui.

The carp mother and daughter left, but Jiang Lang obviously did not have this consciousness. In his words, he and Lao Yi had "been friends for many years." He was not a womanizer, and there was no problem staying at his friend's house for a while.

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The monks from the Taiyin Palace on the heaven and galaxy are also preparing to leave the heaven. Even if they leave, they will only find them when there are few people.

After exiting the Tianmen, Shi Wei pointed towards the sky, a ray of light fell, and the treasure boat that had been put away appeared in the sky again.

The monks from Taiyin Palace boarded the boat one after another, preparing to sail back to Taiyin Mountain.

At this time, a voice came from Tianmen.

"Wait for me~~~"

The monks on the treasure boat all looked towards Tianmen, only to see two lines of fire approaching in the blink of an eye.

Shi Sheng came back on the Hot Wheel, but he didn't just come back alone. He was accompanied by a woman in light blue clothes. It was Zhuo Qing who had just left Tianfang Palace.

Du Xiaolin had a smile on her face.

"Shisheng~~~Aunt Zhuo~~~"

Regarding Zhuo Qing, people in the Taiyin Palace had also heard about it from Du Xiaolin, and they also knew that even the Weaver Girls in the Heaven Realm admired her, and the clothes Du Xiaolin wore were the envy of some Taiyin disciples.

During this Xingluo Dharma Conference, some of the things that Heavenly Realm brought out at the end of the conference, although not comparable to the elixir, impressed many people, including the seamless heavenly clothes.

In the words of the Heavenly Court Ceremony Officer, every aspect of this Dharma Assembly is different and extraordinary. This seamless heavenly garment was made by the Lingwei Fairy and the weaver girls. It is also a rare treasure.

Fairy Lingzhi was the title called by the Heavenly Court. Zhuo Qing herself did not have a fairy name, and she had an indifferent attitude towards the Heavenly Court's opinions when they asked her, so the name was passed on like this.

At this moment, when they heard the name "Aunt Zhuo", many disciples in Taiyin Palace suddenly felt their hearts move.

"Is Fairy Lingzhi here?" "Really!"

When Shi Sheng and the two came near, they all went to the boat to greet them.

"Look here, Immortal Zhuo!" "Immortal Lingzhi~~"

"Zhuodao is friendly!"

Zhuo Qing landed on the boat with Shi Sheng, and was slightly startled when she saw this. She only knew Xiao Lin, but she immediately returned the greeting.

"Everyone, please be friendly!"

Even Shi Wei and others walked over with smiles and saluted Zhuo Qing.

"I have long admired the name of Fairy Lingzhi, Taiyin Palace Master Wei, and I have met fellow Taoist Zhuo!"

"Fellow Taoist Master, please don't say that."

Although she is an immortal cultivator, Zhuo Qing is different from ordinary immortal cultivators. She is not used to even saying the word "fellow Taoist".

But because he had the experience of being surrounded by Weaver Girls in Tianfang Palace, he would not be at a loss when faced with the enthusiastic Taiyin disciples.

Shi Sheng grinned. No one came to greet him. These Taiyin disciples treated Aunt Zhuo so enthusiastically!

Just as he was thinking this, Shi Sheng was pulled aside by Du Xiaolin.

"Hey, Shi Sheng, you haven't seen Jiang Long King, have you?"

"Senior Jiang? I haven't seen you. What's wrong?"

Shi Sheng was confused, and Du Xiaolin looked at Zhuo Qing, who was surrounded by Taiyin disciples, and whispered.

"Senior Jiang came to see you before. He seemed to be in a hurry. He said he was looking for Mr. to reminisce about old times, but he didn't look like it. He didn't want to elaborate and left!"

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