Ji Yuan, who drove away in the fog, did not fly too high, let alone fly too far, but only more than ten miles outside the city of Gyeonggi Prefecture, and slowly fell to the ground.

More than ten feet from the ground, the fog drifted with the wind like smoke, and it took half an hour to land outside the city.

This is Ji Yuan's first attempt at the technique of flying, so he is a little cautious, even if there is a big accident at this altitude and speed, it will be fine, and he can land safely with light skills alone.

However, the whole process was much easier than Ji Yuan imagined, maybe it was the old dragon's magic of flying clouds and mist, or maybe there was the factor of the white son of the old white Jiao in his hand.

Although he didn't fly high, the feeling of flying was still great, and after landing, he also greatly increased Ji Yuan's confidence.

"But if you paraphrase the evaluation of the Bodhi Patriarch in Journey to the West, I can't even climb the clouds, right?"

With a little bad thoughts, Ji Yuan also walked quickly towards the Tongtian River not far away.

After all, it's spring in March, and even though it's only early morning after dawn, the area between the Wharf on the Tongtian River and Gyeonggi Province is already extremely busy, with an endless stream of cars and horses, and there is no silence in the harsh winter season.

Ji Yuan, a passer-by with a backpack and an umbrella, looks like a scholar who has returned to his hometown, no one will look at him more, and occasionally someone can talk about the champion of this year's imperial examination.

When he arrived at the riverside, Ji Yuan did not go in the direction of the big wharf on the left, but went to the south of the riverside road on the right, where there was already an old man waiting, and it was the old dragon who had expected the formation of Ji Yuan.

The old dragon stroked his beard and watched the friends in the distance from far to near, to the right distance, almost at the same time as Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji!" "Mr. Ying!"

After greeting each other, the two walked together by the river.

The old dragon looked at the burden Ji Yuan was carrying and the butter paper umbrella.

"Sometimes the old man is quite envious of Mr. Ji, who has this patience and leisure to play in the world. ”

Ji Yuan also looked at Lao Long, and almost every time he saw him, he was almost the same dress.

"Mr. Ying can also do it, with the way of the old man, walking in the mortal dust, what gods can see through your dragon body, even if they see through it, they won't say anything about you, right?"

"Hehe, I don't have that patience, some things are interesting, but it's not as comfortable as taking a nap. ”

The old dragon said half-jokingly, but in Ji Yuan's opinion, in the final analysis, the old dragon is not very interested in human affairs after all, if you really want to talk about patience, this real dragon is actually not bad.

One man and one dragon walked slowly along the riverside for several miles.

When it was time to really separate, the old dragon reminded Ji Yuan not to forget that after informing the Qing Xiu Land at that time, a simple greeting to each other could be regarded as saying goodbye.

One dragon enters the water and dives into the river, and the other walks on the clouds.

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Bingzhou is located in the southeast of the Central Plains of Dazhen, and it is the smaller one in the thirteen states of Dazhen, and there are only five prefectures in the state.

However, Bingzhou is an important grain producing area in Dazhen, and the suitable climate and environment and the vast plain farmland make Bingzhou a veritable granary of Dazhen, and there are many records of domestic disasters in history to transfer grain from Bingzhou.

Changchuan Prefecture is the capital of the prefecture, and in addition to the prefecture, it has twelve large counties, and Dongle County is one of them.

Ji Yuan was familiar with the clouds and fog all the way, and he also asked for directions all the way, and arrived in Dongle County at the end of April, which is the hometown of Qingsong Dao people.

To tell the truth, when he learned that Qingsong Daoren and his apprentice Qi Wen's family lived in Bingzhou, Ji Yuan was quite surprised.

The distance between Bingzhou and Jizhou is not close, at that time, Ji Yuan thought that this big and small Taoist priests were also in Jizhou and even Desheng Mansion to go around, but he didn't expect to travel so far.

With the strength of ordinary people's feet, coupled with the fact that the master and apprentice are often shy and unlikely to hire chariots and horses, the two have no clear purpose, according to the Xiaodao Tong Qiwen at the time, the two came out to travel for two and a half years.

And the state is less mountainous, the same is true of Dongle County, the county Yunshan is still very easy to find, Ji Yuan casually asked and found the Yunshan view of Qingsong Dao people.

The scale of this Yunshan is almost equivalent to the old birch mountain outside Jiudaokou County, Desheng Mansion, Jizhou, and it is not small in Changchuan Mansion.

At this moment, Ji Yuan stood outside the Yunshan View of Yanxia Peak, and walked around this Yunshan View.

The scale of this hall seems to be small, but it has all kinds of organs, except for the main hall dedicated to the stars, there are many from the side houses to the kitchen backyard.

Some vegetables are planted in the backyard, because it is at the waist of the mountain peak, so there is no well, and the water has to go down the mountain to the place where the mountain stream is located.

The entire Taoist hall covers an area of more than one acre, and only Qingsong Daoist and apprentice Qi Wen live there.

Judging from the aura of the Taoist temple, Qingsong Dao and Qi Wen should have already returned.

Now there is no one in the gym, obviously the two should have gone out, and it is estimated that there will be no thieves on this mountain, so it is not locked from the inside out.

"Tut-tut...... This Qingsong Daoist won't go out to tell fortunes again, right?"

Ji Yuan pushed open the door of the Taoist temple and entered, not to see what kind of habits the two people had in the house, but walked straight to the main hall of the temple.

The temple is not enshrined in the impression of the Taoist Sanqing in Ji Yuan's previous life, but Zhou Tian Xingdou Xingshu, there is no clay statue in the hall, but there is a black cloth star map, I don't know if it is the reason why Xingdou is slightly special, obviously the vision looks blurred, but Ji Yuan can be distinguished.

The most conspicuous is the Beidou and the South Dipper, which are nine stars and seven hidden stars, in addition to the East and West Bucket and many other stars embroidered on it.

"Well, the stars are not offered to the gods, and the Taoists here are a bit interesting. ”

In fact, whether it is "The Legend of the Outer Dao", "Tongming Strategy", or some books obtained from Lao Long after Ji Yuan, the Buddhist Ming King mentions it from time to time, but there are not many Taoist things.

Most of the "mages" often invited by the people in the mortal world are also monks, or people who wear specious "law robes", but there are not many Taoist priests.

Ji Yuan looked at it for a while, and the star chart came out.

There is also an incense burner outside the hall, and the incense on it is not at its peak, but look at the way this incense is dispersed, and the star map in the view is neither needed nor used.

"It's no wonder that the people don't like to come to this hall to offer incense, they don't even have a statue of a god, what do you ask for......?"

Twenty or thirty miles south of Yunshan is Dongle County, Ji Yuan didn't want to wait in the Taoist temple all the time, and planned to go there to see if the Qingsong Dao people were there, and buy some food by the way.

The clouds drifted to the outside of the county, and went straight to the county seat temple where the temple was located, and sure enough, a small table was found under a big tree outside the Chenghuang Temple, and the Qingsong Daoist with an unfortunate face was sitting there, and on the side was Qi Wen, who had grown up.

Although Ji Yuan didn't see the signboard of the small stall clearly, the words of Qingsong Dao people who occasionally greeted pilgrims warmly still fell into Ji Yuan's ears word for word.

"Hey, this boy is here to propose marriage?" "Hey, this girl is here to ask for marriage?"

"If you ask for a marriage sign, come to the poor road here to solve the sign, it's cheap!"

......

Ji Yuan nodded secretly, it seems that Qi Xuan still listened to his words.

As a result, after a while, a middle-aged pilgrim wearing a gray straight-lined dark coat and a square crown came to the stall and asked.

"Dao Chief, can't you understand the peace signing of the house?"

Qingsong Daoren's spirit suddenly changed, and Qi Wen on the side only said the word "no...", and Qi Xuan's voice overshadowed him.

If the details on the sign are not accurate, I can make up a hexagram for you and not charge you more money!"

"Oh, that's good, I'll ask the Taoist to sign it for me. ”

"Hehehe, sit down, in fact, I was watching your face just now, but I didn't ask if you didn't come. ”

The Taoist chief of Qingsong was very kind and warmly beckoned the pilgrims to sit down.

Qi Wen over there and Ji Yuan in the distance sighed at the same time.