Looking at Ji Yuan's thoughtful appearance, Lao Long and the others did not speak with tacit understanding, until they were far away from Pozi Mountain, and Ji Yuan returned to his usual appearance, and Zhu Tingtao couldn't help but be the first to speak.

"Mr. Ji, Zhu Mou just said it directly, what kind of magic method is the song of Daoyin before? Mr. Ji knows Zhu Mou's temperament, and he will never spy on Mr. Zhu's wonderful method, but I hope Mr. can tell me one or two, it is really unheard of and unseen in this method, it is too unpredictable and magical!"

"What Zhu Daoyou said is very true, but if Mr. Ji doesn't want to say it, I won't mind. ”

Lao Long added this, obviously also curious, although the old beggar and Ju Yuanzi did not speak, they basically had the same mentality.

Of course, although the four of them are eager to know the root of the wonderful law, if they don't want to say it, they won't dig into it, but with a few people's understanding of it, there is a high probability that they will still say it.

Sure enough, Ji Yuan didn't have an appetite, he frowned for a moment, considered his words and looked at the four people around him left and right before he spoke.

"Uh, if Ji said that he thought of some past events just now, and then sang a piece of Tao based on this, do you believe it?"

The old dragon and the others looked at each other, Ju Yuanzi frowned in contemplation, Zhu Tingtao stroked his beard and was silent, the old dragon was noncommittal, and the old beggar smiled far-fetched.

To be honest, among these four people, in addition to Zhu Tingtao, the other three really have some faith, even if it is Zhu Tingtao, although he feels a little ridiculous, he doesn't think that immortal cultivators like Ji Yuan will lie about this.

Fortunately, Ji Yuan didn't let them dwell on it for too long, and after thinking about it, they felt that there was nothing to say, so they opened their mouths to tell a piece of the past.

"In fact, in the early years, Ji was fortunate to see a book of earth spirits, called "Zhengdebao Gonglu", ......"

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan deliberately paused for words, observing the expressions of the four people around him, obviously none of them had heard of this book, so he continued.

This book is owned by a country land, but its text is not obvious, and although the land knows that the book must be a treasure, it is difficult to study it, let alone anything else. ”

Ji Yuan recalled the "green years" of the year, when he was still a real cultivator, a lot of immortal common sense comes from "The Legend of the Outer Dao" and "Tongming Strategy", and he will be cautious when he sees a city god, not that he doesn't respect the city god now, but that he will really respect and fear.

"Ji happened to pass by the land jurisdiction, settled in a farmer's house, the land saw that I looked like a cultivator, so he took the initiative to show up and talk to me, and finally took out the book, hoping that I could solve its doubts, and also made Ji have a chance to see the book, only to say the sound, but also because of the recall of some words in the book, the heart has a feeling and understanding, so he sang it. ”

The old dragon smiled suddenly, and said in his heart that this is indeed very similar to Ji Yuan's way of doing things, and the others also nodded slightly when they heard this, and they understood in their hearts that the "Zhengde Bao Gonglu" must be a great book of earth spirits, but the real thing is Ji Yuan.

"It's worthy of Mr. Ji, sometimes I really have to take it!"

Lao Long sighed with emotion, the old beggar on the side felt the same in his heart when he heard the words, but he didn't say it, let alone Ju Yuanzi, and Zhu Tingtao felt that he had re-acquainted himself with Ji Yuan, and he always felt that there were many mysteries in this Mr. Ji.

Of course, Ji Yuan didn't know that Lao Long slandered in his heart, "This is very Ji Yuan", and said with a smile.

Ji didn't dare to accept this praise calmly, and wanted to take advantage of the fact that he hadn't forgotten that feeling, so he had to record it. ”

These words are naturally modest words, but at the same time they are half modest, and at the same time, there is also a faint sense of pride, so that Shi Youdao can return to the path of cultivation naturally by coincidence, but it is enough to make Ji Yuan proud, that Taoist song does not have the edge of the heavenly sword power to dominate the world, and there is no domineering blazing of Samadhi true fire, but it is another level of extraordinary achievement, which is also very beneficial to his cultivation of someone, and belongs to the category of "one thought of enlightenment".

This is not only the fate of Shi Youdao, but also the fate of Ji Yuan.

Lao Long and the others are there with their identities and temperaments, of course, they will not do things that they ask one after another, and Ji Yuan himself said that it was a temporary idea, as for the book "Zhengdebao Gonglu", of course, there is curiosity, but it is definitely impossible to get to the bottom of it.

The direction of several people at the moment is to return to Jiufeng Mountain, there was an accident in the process of refining treasures before, and coming to Pozi Mountain is just an unfinished thing together, and now it is the time to separate.

As for Tu Siyan and those monsters, they have already escaped without a trace, and they must try their best to cover up their traces, even the old beggar and others are not useful.

Although Ji Yuan and the other five people are not busy people, it is impossible to run around looking for Tu Siyan, in Lao Long's words, "she is not qualified yet", but in his heart he remembered that this matter was certain.

Three days later, Ruan Shandu under the jurisdiction of Jiufeng Mountain, everyone from Yuhuai Mountain boarded the boat here, this time it was the boundary ferry of Jiufeng Mountain, from the head of Ju Yuanzi to Qiu Feng, Yang Ming and other real people, and then to Wei Yuansheng and other disciples.

"Ju Zhenren, when will Mr. Ji come back?"

Hearing Wei Yuansheng's question, Ju Yuanzi looked at the white clouds somewhere in the sky, and in that distance was where the Nine Cents Cave Heaven was.

"This is not good, but this is a line of deferred heavenly books, in order to calculate the ability of Mr., in the case of previous experience, the time will not be too long. ”

"Then why don't we wait for Mr. Ji to finish his deduction and go back together?"

Qiu Feng on the side smiled.

"Who often shouts in my ear that I miss my mother and father? The Xianyou Conference has ended, and the frequency of ferries in various Xianmen will also drop greatly, if you don't catch up with this trip, you may not have a year and a half next time, and we can't help Mr. Ji here, and it disturbs people's tranquility. ”

Qiu Feng's words are not only facts, but also the changes that can be best reflected in this Ruan Shandu, with the end of the Xianyou Conference, it is obvious that it is more than lonely.

Wei Yuansheng scratched his head, although he was smart, he grew up in the Immortal Gate since he was a child, and he still had some childlike innocence, and his six years in Jiufeng Mountain were indeed boring to death, so he didn't say anything more after saying "oh".

"Set sail—"

The monks of Jiufeng Mountain came with a distant voice, and the flying boat also slowly rose into the air, and everyone first looked at Ruan Shandu, which was getting smaller and smaller, and then looked at the nine giant peaks in the sky, until they couldn't see it.

After the flying boat sailed on the clouds for a while, Wei Yuansheng suddenly thought of something and asked Ju Yuanzidao.

"Ju Zhenren, which master is Zhong Pingxiu, why is Mr. Ji surprised and happy to hear his name?"

This really stopped Ju Yuanzi, in fact, let alone Zhongping Xiuqi, even the name Wuliang Mountain, Ju Yuanzi has never heard of it, at least it must not be famous.

Ju Mou actually didn't know, but since Mr. Ji seemed to care about it, it must not be simple, after all, if this Wuliang Mountain is the name of Xianfu, it is not easy to dare to accept the name of "Wuliang". ”

Leaving this sentence, Ju Yuanzi looked into the distance again, and then turned around and went back to the guest house, although the Book of Heaven was written by Ji Yuan, but of course, the five people who refined the treasure had a lot of gains in the past six years, he was going back to practice, and he had to return to Yuhuai Mountain Yuzhu Peak as soon as possible.

It was not only the people of Yuhuai Mountain who left, but also the old beggar and others, as well as Zhu Tingtao and the people of Xianxia Island, and the old dragon, who was not very comfortable in Xianmen, of course, also said goodbye and left.

However, Xianxia Island was also entrusted by Ji Yuan before leaving, and specially sent someone to go to the capital of the Daxiu Dynasty to meet the old emperor who is now radiant.

Seeing the appearance of the old emperor, the two Xianxia Island real people who went to the city also felt very funny, and they directly smiled and said a few words to the old emperor at the renovated capital Heavenly Master and left.

The gist of it is: Although we have been asked by Mr. Ji to come to see you, where are you a person who is about to die? Now with such a look, I am afraid that you can live to be more than 100 years old, which is unprecedented among the emperors of the Great Xiu Dynasty, and it is better for people to be content!

After a series of trivial matters, now the only one left in Jiufeng Mountain is Ji Yuan, where he is still Xianlai Peak, and even in Yunxia Garden, because this is the place where the Tao is refined for six years, the people have dispersed, but the Tao Yun still exists, and it is most appropriate to derive it into a book in this line, which is far from being able to be described with half the effort.

However, Ji Yuan was not in a hurry to start writing immediately, but took out the "Sword Intent Post" and prepared to start studying ink.

As soon as this sword intent post appeared, the guest hall in Yunxia Yuan immediately became lively.

"Ah~~ The old man finally let us out!"

"Suffocated to suffocation, how many years!"

"Six years. "I've known for six years, and I sighed. ”

"You're stupid, you don't know!" "I know!"

"You don't know!" "I know! You're stupid!"

"Stop arguing, I'm hungry......"

"Sir, we want to eat Jin Xiangmo. ”

"Yes, yes, sir, please, I want to eat Jin Xiangmo!"

Looking at the beating small characters, Ji Yuan shook his head with a smile, put away the pine smoke ink in his hand, stretched out his hand, and a piece of golden fragrant ink flew out of his sleeve to the palm of his hand, and for a while, all the small characters cheered.

When Lin gradually from Jiufeng Mountain came to Yunxia Garden with tea and meals, he saw Ji Yuan grinding ink and writing something with a wolf pen in his hand.

Lin gradually didn't dare to make a sound, and when Ji Yuan began to get ink, he hurriedly walked to the door.

"Mr. Ji, you said that you won't start to write books in the next few days, so I'll bring you food and tea, didn't bother you?"

Ji Yuan never forgot the voice, even if he only had a relationship in the East China Sea back then, he immediately heard that it was Lin Yan, looked up at the person who came, and nodded.

"Don't get in the way, it's not started yet, let's put things on the side of the table. ”

Saying that, Ji Yuan began to brush and write with ink again, every time Jin Xiang ink brushed a small character, the ink on the small character did not have a new feeling, after reading it a few times, it even made Lin gradually have the illusion that the text seemed to be stretching, and there was no change when he looked closely.

After a little hesitation, Lin gradually pretended to be very ignorant and asked.

"Mr. Ji, this book is already written, why do you have to brush the ink again?"

Before Ji Yuan could speak, "Sword Intent" exploded.

"This person is too good, I want the lord not to brush us with ink!"

"You're too much!" "That's it, we've been looking forward to it for years!"

"Hahahaha, you see he's stupid!" "Hahahaha, really, he's stunned!"

"He's certainly never seen words to speak. "It's still holding a fairy tour conference, I don't have any knowledge at all!"

"Hee-he......e-hee-hee" "Hahahaha......"

Ji Yuan's eyes glanced at the notebook.

"Silence!"

The whole script fell silent for a moment.

Even if he is an immortal cultivator, Lin gradually still subconsciously wants to rub his eyes and ears, and looks at the "Sword Intent Post", he can't see anything special at all, and he doubts whether it was an illusion just now, but as an immortal cultivator, he is in his own immortal gate, and he has not been hit by any spells, so it is impossible to have an illusion.

(End of chapter)