Yu Xia knew that he was immersed in a very mysterious state.

The meridians all over her body seemed to be an intricate net, intertwined with each other, and the vitality traveled rapidly in the meridians, gathering from all over her body and converging into the dantian.

However, the vitality in the body is limited.

The dantian seemed to have turned into a bottomless abyss, desperately accommodating the gathered vitality, but he couldn't pretend to be satisfied.

Yu Xia felt the clamor and desire of the dantian, but the vitality in the meridians seemed to have been squeezed dry, far from the amount required by the dantian.

Yu Xia was a little anxious, at this time, only heard the sound of "pop", as if the cork of the wine bottle was pulled out, and the originally closed space was finally connected to the outside world, and the air was poured in instantly.

Countless Dao Yuan Qi poured in from all directions, submerging from her spiritual platform, and the almost dry meridians were like long-dry soil encountering rain, frantically absorbing the poured Yuan Qi.

The vitality in Yu Xia's body became faster and faster, and then gradually compressed, condensed, and finally formed a small halo, all of which were absorbed by the dantian.

By the time Yu Xia opened his eyes again, an hour had passed.

The food and wine on the table were already cold, and everyone else in the room looked at her with curiosity and admiration.

"Miss Yu, just now you are cultivating the immortal method advanced?"

Zhang Wan asked.

Although she has never been out of Jintan, there is Jiuxiao Shangqing Palace here, and the people of Jintan have a deep impression of the immortals of Jiuxiao Shangqing Palace.

Yu Xia's movement is very similar to the legendary "inducing qi into the body and practicing qi and transforming gods".

I have long heard that Yu Xia is a master who knows the mystical arts, and she didn't feel anything when she sent the talisman before, but this time I saw her advance, and everyone deeply felt that Yu Xia, a master, was different from the "master" they met on weekdays.

She is the same kind of person as those little immortals in the Qing Palace in the Nine Heavens.

It's just that those people are high and unattainable, but Yu Xia may have grown up in a peasant family, and there is no kind of indifference and alienation that people dare not get close to.

Yu Xia nodded, she has now officially entered the class of the third grade.

In fact, her cultivation has long been enough, and she is only one step away from promotion, and this time she finally stepped over the threshold, and everything seemed extremely natural and logical.

At this time, it was getting late, the city gate had already been locked, and Yu Xia also wanted to take advantage of the situation to stabilize the new realm, so he obeyed Wen Yun's arrangement and went back to the county with their family to live.

The room was still the same as before, Wen Yun specially asked someone to clean it for her, Yu Xia didn't pick these, sat cross-legged on the futon, closed her eyes and sat up.

She didn't know that in another courtyard on the edge of Fuyunju in Heyi Tower, Jintan County, there was an old man who had tightly locked his eyebrows since she was promoted.

"I was promoted so quickly, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

Early the next morning, a carriage and horse stopped at the gate of the county government, and the people learned that Wen County's order was about to leave, so they gathered on the street to see each other off.

For this county magistrate who has been in power in Jintan for three years, the people really love him.

After all, the people have really benefited over the years.

Before the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, many crops were drowned, and it was Wen Yun who went to the court and asked for tax reductions and exemptions, giving the people a chance to breathe.

Wen Yun never put on the shelf of the county order, he did many things himself, and he was gentle and amiable when he spoke to the people, plus he tried large and small cases, led the people to open up wasteland, tried to grow new food, etc., every measure he advocated was sincerely considered by the people.

"Lord Wen is gone, and I don't know what the new county order will look like."

"Yes, I don't know if our Jintan is blessed to have such a good official."

The people looked at the carriages and horses parked in front of the county yamen, and they were very reluctant to give up, and they were extremely uneasy about Jintan and their future, but they were powerless to change anything.

They are just small people, and the last petty officials like the county order are in their eyes, do they have the right to choose?

Cao Mao also came to the county office early, followed by a group of errand clerks, and he took the lead in seeing Wen Yun off.

Wen Yun, at this moment, changed from the main to the guest.

Yu Xia glanced at the people who were honestly following behind Cao Mao, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an unclear smile.

Before the Wen County Order left, Cao Mao was already in charge?

What is the human heart......

It's just that all this has nothing to do with Yu Xia, Wen Yun himself may have seen it, or maybe he really didn't see it, he just nodded goodbye to the group of soaps under his hands in the past very kindly, and then helped his wife and daughter into the carriage.

"Sister Xiaoxia! I'll write to you! ”

Min Min suddenly lifted the curtain and shouted at Yu Xia.

Yu Xia also smiled, Min Min was only five or six years old, and Wen Yun had been teaching her to read and write, but it was inevitably difficult to write a letter.

I don't know where she learned it, I know that people who are far away can be contacted by letter, and before leaving, she said this to Yu Xia.

Yu Xia's heart warmed, and he smiled and looked at the puffy little face in the car window.

"Okay, I'll get back to you then."

"Miss Yu, take care."

Wen Yun finally said goodbye to Yu Xia, the coachman raised his whip, the horse pulling the cart lifted his footsteps, and the wheels rolled forward.

"Lord Wen! Take care! ”

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Immediately afterward, others shouted.

"Lord Wen! Take care! ”

More and more people shouted, and finally the people of the whole street shouted in unison to the carriage that was drifting away:

"Lord Wen! Take care! ”

The voices rose louder than the others, and the men in the carriage seemed to hear the shouts, and the wheels rolled slowly.

It's just that it still didn't stop, but slowly moved forward.

Wen Yun didn't come out to speak again, thanking the people for their farewell.

He has left office, and he should no longer have too deep affection for the people.

This will be a big trouble for the next incoming prefectural governor.

I have the fate to be a county magistrate here for three years, I am conscientious, I am worthy of the court, and I am worthy of the people, this is enough.

After leaving, I should go elsewhere, Jintan is just a thing of the past for me, but I should not use this to ask the people of Jintan for something, including their gratitude.

In the future, the people of Jintan will love the next county commander.

No matter how slow Wen Yun's carriage and horse were, they finally drove out of the city gate before the sun rose.

The people who saw him off also followed the carriage and sent him out of the city.

Yu Xia saw Zhang Wan among the people who saw him off, saw the villagers who had been evil, saw Doctor Liu in He'an Hall, and saw Blacksmith Zhang in Xinghua Lane......

I also saw a thin figure in a gray robe carrying a bag and following the crowd out of the city.

In the twenty-first year of Tianshun, on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, Wen Yun left office and went to the capital to report on his work, and the people of Jintan sent each other off in the whole city.

On the same day, Wang Yi, a down-and-out scholar from a defeated family, also left Jintan with the send-off procession, alone, and did not officially say goodbye to anyone.