In an inn in Juntianfu on the other side, Ji Yuan, who was practicing in bed, had his heart moved, and he opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the window.

About two breaths later, with a flash of light, the Qingteng Sword flew into the room, levitating in front of Ji Yuan's body with an excited roar.

"Buzz ......"

Looking at the excited state of Qingteng Sword, Ji Yuan also smiled with relief, it seemed that the demon had succeeded.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Qingteng Sword and Ji Yuan have the same mind, but after all, Ji Yuan can only feel its emotions, and can understand a general but not know its exact meaning.

"Oh, it's all decided?"

"Buzz ......"

Qingteng Sword Gong seemed to spin and rotate the sword body.

"Okay, okay, you're the best!"

Ji Yuan also smiled, I don't know what happened exactly, but the fairy sword has a spirit, and whether the matter has been resolved or not is clearer than ordinary people, it should be fine.

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan stretched out his hand to hold the Qingteng sword, gently pulled out the blade and looked at it, and found that the invisible slash left behind was only a little dim, but there was still Xuanhuang Qi faintly entangled in the sword.

"Didn't cut it all with a sword?"

Ji Yuan asked, and then felt another wave of pride on the Qingteng Sword, it seemed that he really didn't cut out all the might.

Ji Yuan thinks about it, he may have been a little too ruthless before, and he consumed a lot of Xuanhuang Qi in his artistic conception mountains and rivers.

However, this is also very good for the Qingteng Sword, and in the final analysis, it is not a loss.

In the end, a lot of Internet culture has been cultivated in the previous life, whether it is seen or speculated, this Xuanhuang Qi of suspected merit converges in the fairy sword, in addition to refining to make up for the lack of the original material of the Qingteng Sword, there is also a mysterious change contained in it.

Ji Yuan returned the sword into the sheath, placed the green vine sword obliquely on the head of the bed, Ji Yuan moved his muscles and bones, and looked at the stars hanging in the sky outside the window.

"It's time to sleep. ”

Lying on the side of the bed with a pillow in your hands, you can breathe in with the breath of your own spiritual charm, and the five elements of qi in your body flow with the breath.

Ordinary people breathe to the chest, martial artists breathe to the abdomen, and every time Ji Yuan breathes, the spiritual breath reaches the tip of the toes and flows throughout the body.

On the second day, when the rooster crowed, Ji Yuan woke up naturally, because the things he was worried about were solved, he slept very comfortably last night, and there was also a hint of cultivation gain.

"Hehe, alright, it's time to go out!"

Standing up and putting on his coat, lifting the burden hanging at the head of the bed, Ji Yuan walked towards the door, and the Qingteng Sword, which had been quiet all night, levitated, followed Ji Yuan diagonally with the sword body, and flew two fists behind him.

"Squeak~~" opened the door of the inn, and the stool outside the door had already placed the willow branches prepared by the innkeeper, a pinch of salt and a face towel.

But now the fate of the dirt is not stained, except for the occasional pat of the water to refresh, I don't have to brush my teeth and wash my face anymore.

walked downstairs to the counter, returned the room and took the room money, and Ji Yuan went out.

This Hong'an inn is the inn where Ji Yuan lived back then, and when I came here to stay again, I also saved the idea of whether I could recover the lost salute of the year.

But it's been three years, and the burden and umbrella naturally can't be recovered, nothing else, it's a pity that the bamboo slips and chess scriptures are a bit of a pity, but they were sent by the old city god of the Song Dynasty, and they have already been burned as firewood.

Juntianfu is still as lively as ever, walking in the city, Ji Yuan can occasionally smell a faint fragrance of osmanthus, and I don't know which courtyard is the laurel tree blooming.

I walked all the way to the west gate of Fucheng along the door of the inn, bought a dozen dry cakes and a bucket of pickles in bamboo jars and barrels on the way, and added an umbrella, and left Juntianfu without looking back.

About six or seven miles away from Fucheng, looking back with wide eyes, the direction of Fucheng is full of rising popularity, colorful and colorful in the city into clouds, there is affection, desire, hatred and resentment, it is also the norm in the market.

Hehe smiled, Ji Yuan's marching speed began to change, his feet seemed to shrink to the ground, and his mouth hummed a tune as if singing.

"Stepping on ~~~ singing~~ and walking... Looking for fate to go~~;day~~~down~~bustle... All are good for ......"

After experiencing Yanqi, Ji Yuan often unconsciously visualizes the artistic conception of mountains and rivers against the real world, and this is also the case at this moment, there is no way to pinch the eyes in the process, but the body is ethereal like a mist, and the artistic conception of the fusion of the mood has a feeling of melting into the world and the world.

Originally, Ji Yuan thought about whether to go back to Desheng Mansion first, but after a turn of thought, he had another idea.

When he was holding Baizi before, he confronted the monster in the air, and under the short-term qi induction, Ji Yuan knew that Yin Zhaoxian had a new literary spirit, and he sensed the power of the city god's roar from afar, so he was definitely not in Ning'an's hometown.

The time period is so coincidental, and there is a new pregnancy and culture, Ji Yuan can deduce with his toes that Yin Fuzi must be Guibang High School, so he will definitely go to Gyeonggi in the spring of the next year to participate in the general examination and even the palace examination.

Yin Zhaoxian was on the list, first of all, he must go back to Ning'an County first, and then at the speed of an ordinary person, even if there may be a long way for boats and horses to travel on the way, if you want to go from Ning'an to the distant Zhili Gyeonggi Prefecture, you have to leave immediately.

Dazhen is already an important step in Ji Yuan's humane trend, and his friend Yin Fuzi is also the key one, and sooner or later he will have to go to the imperial city of a country to see the weather, in this case, Ji Yuan has decided to meet Yin Fuzi in Gyeonggi Mansion next spring.

And you can just take a trip to the Tianjiang River, the second friend in this life is also the first dragon I know in the Tianjiang River, and I don't know if it is the god of the river or only lives in the river.

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This day is already the noon of the second day when Ji Yuan left Juntianfu, and there is a tea shed with several carriages parked on the side of the official road in front of him, which is a good place for passers-by to rest.

This will be happy to have just arrived a lot of guests, the tea shed in the old and the young two shops are a little busy, Ji Yuan to the front of the tea shed to see their tea making tea table, passing by halfway to the stove to burn a fire, so as not to cut off the boiling water.

"Guest officer, please find a seat and sit down first, and I will greet you immediately!"

The middle-aged and old man who was making tea shouted at Ji Yuan.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, you're busy!"

Ji Yuan replied, looked at the 8 tables in the tea shed, basically every one of them was full of people, chatting with each other, drinking tea and eating cakes, and seeing that there were two tables in the other corner and empty seats, Ji Yuan passed.

On one side of the two tables are two women with a child, the child turns a tea cup upside down, a chopstick "Bang Bang Bang ......" keeps beating the tea cup, and the two women eat and drink tea with not very good tasting refreshments.

On one side was a burly strong man, and there was a hat on the table, Ji Yuan walked to the strong man's table without thinking about it.

"This brother, I wonder if you can sit here and rest for a while?"

The strong man had already seen Ji Yuan, and when he saw that he really wanted to sit here, he replied expressionlessly.

"Please!"

"Thank you!"

Ji Yuan arched his hand towards the strong man and sat down, leaned his umbrella against the table and waited for the store to come and greet him.

"If you don't dislike it, you can drink it first. ”

The strong man pushed his teapot forward, pointed to the teacup on the table and said to Ji Yuan.

"I'm just a little thirsty, so you're welcome!"

In the face of such a man who looks like an ordinary person with a meaty face, Ji Yuan naturally has no pressure, and he took a teacup and lifted the teapot to pour himself a cup.

"Hehehe... Sir is free and easy, not at all like an ordinary Sven person, seeing that you are walking alone from the official road, and there is no livestock to travel, don't you feel tired?"

Although the tone of the strong man's voice was flat, it had a different taste in Ji Yuan's ears.

Turning his head to look at the other table on the side, in addition to the child on the table, he was still tirelessly knocking on the tea cup, and the two women who seemed to be wearing strong suits were also looking at him, with a vague sense of familiarity.

And it seems that the strong man's words have affected something, and Ji Yuan feels that the qi of many people in the tea shed has also changed.

'What the hell, I think someone is just having a cup of tea and getting into trouble?'