Because the power of the sky and the sun is too strong during the day, the real time to reconcile yin and yang is at night, and it has to be about the same time as the baptism of Qingsong Taoist that day.

So when everything was done one by one, several days had passed.

One night in early November, Ji Yuan put away the pen in his hand from a suspended edict, and Qin Zizhou had not yet moved, and the stars in the sky were still falling like rain.

The old dragon on one side has also stopped and stood beside Ji Yuan, watching the Chinese characters of the water spirit ripples in a range of about ten meters in front of him. A water-spirited galaxy, but in fact the scope of space has not increased, but a mental illusion.

"Mr. Ji, you said that this is essentially the formation of water movement and spirit gathering into a river that was taken from me at the beginning, but it has been slightly changed. I see that the small change is not small!"

Lao Long watched Qin Zizhou as if he was immersed in the starlight, constantly growing the starlight "in the Spirit River", and gradually covering up the more radiant edict spell, he couldn't help but sigh this question.

"Actually, the improvement is really not big. Although Mr. Ying's original water movement and spirit gathering array seems simple, it has a wonderful structure and a wonderful structure. Ji can only try to expand the world in the spirit river by using the magic of heaven and earth. It is only the power of the stars, water is the source of life, and it can be mirrored and reflected, which is the most suitable."

Ji Yuan said it in a simple way, and Lao Long also agrees with this statement, but the change in the mindset and the mastery of the magic of heaven and earth are the key. Star force traction is not easy to do.

It doesn't show up in a year or two, and the changes in ten or ten years may not be much, but after a hundred years and a few hundred years, the entire Yunshan and the surrounding spiritual environment will be very different. It is difficult for people with wonderful methods to feel the unusualness in it.

"Hehe, although it is gentle and slow, it is also more effective and long-lasting. It can be called a method of changing the world, but it is said by Mr. Ji so lightly!"

Lao Long sighed in admiration, watching Qin Zizhou leave this Linghe area and walk step by step.

However, Ji Yuan felt ashamed of Lao Long's praise or did not dare to deserve it at all.

"Mr. Ying, don't say that, it is the original water movement spirit gathering formation. If it is maintained for a hundred years and a few hundred years, it is enough to present a real long-term spirit river. Wouldn't it be a holy place?"

The old dragon retorted again.

"There are not many such spiritual holy places in the world. There is nothing comparable, but Xinghe is rare. Maybe it will be just like this when it becomes a place in the future."

"Look, it's not because it's rare!"

"Alright, alright, don't quarrel over such issues, the two of you are all means to change the world!"

Qin Zizhou hurried over to round the field.

After a while, that piece of Linghe gradually disappeared, turning into a mist of nighttime that dispersed into the surrounding area, and would emerge from time to time in the future. .

Daoist Qingsong and Daoist Qingyuan are still imagining how the mountain gate of Yunshan Temple will look like, and whether there will be a blessing in the future, but the three big bosses have already planned it.

Not to mention the world outside the cave, it is the blessed land and the spiritual land. No one can be achieved overnight. How many generations of the holy gates of the immortal mansion have accumulated the efforts of generations. Although the cultivation environment is only a part of the effort, it can also explain some things. .

After this is done, the Yunshan Temple event is truly over.

When returning to Yunshan Temple, Qi Xuan and Qi Wen were sleeping soundly because it was late at night, and the three of them did not wake them up. Qin Zizhou continued to practice in the temple, while Ji Yuan and Lao Long said goodbye and left. In the Taoist temple, Wan cupped their hands and sent Zhong Tingyun to the sky.

Not long after, Ji Yuan and Lao Long stopped here for a short while in the high sky outside Yunshan, and the latter asked Ji Yuan a question.

"What are your plans for Mr. Ji in the future? Are you going to stay at Jizhou's house for a while, or are you going to sit at my place?"

Ji Yuan wanted to mention about Yuexiu Island, but considering that it was someone else's family business after all, and he was very familiar with Lao Long's temperament, he wouldn't be that kind of irrational person, so he didn't talk about it. , but to tell the truth about the future plan.

"Ji may return to Ju'an Pavilion for a while, but he has to visit Yuhuai Mountain. At that time, he may go to Hengzhou in the north. If the time is right, he will also visit his old friends."

The old dragon was slightly puzzled.

"Northern Region? What are you going there for?"

"Mr. Ying, have you heard of the Jiufeng Mountain Xianyou Conference?"

Lao Long thought for a while.

"Oh, this Jiazi is in Jiufeng Mountain."

"Yes, are you interested in joining the fun?"

The old dragon grinned.

"Hey, I'm a monster. I'm not comfortable going to the Xianyou Conference? Forget it, you can go if you want. I have my own business."

Ji Yuan was serious.

"Is it after the Hua Jiao last time?"

"This is a part of the matter, but the demon clan is too complicated, and it is related to the black desert. It depends on the reptile that you and I deliberately let go."

Speaking of which, Lao Long bowed his hands towards Ji Yuan.

"That being the case, you and I will leave it now. This trip to Yunshan can be regarded as opening the eyes of the old man and relaxing his mind. I will visit you another day!"

Ji Yuan also bowed back.

"Or if I go to Tongtianjiang another day, it's the same!"

"Farewell!"

"Goodbye!"

The old dragon took a step ahead, turned into a dragon-shaped phantom and rolled away, Ji Yuan stood on the cloud for a while, then turned and left in the direction of Jizhou.

When he was on his way in the sky, Ji Yuan also looked at the chess pieces and stars in the sky in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers. Some of these stars are empty, some are real, some are bright and some are dim. Among them, the two that represent Yunshan View are more dazzling.

The two pieces did not refer to Qi Xuan and Qi Wen, but Qin Zizhou, and the rest of Yunshanguan Taoism.

The situation where a person who is not alone is a chess piece has also occurred before, that time it was for the descendants of the Zuo family, and this time it was Yunshanguan.

Ji Yuan's thoughts circulated in it for a while, and after thinking about what he knew now, he had returned to Jizhou and Ning'an County before he knew it, and at this moment, it was already three poles in the sun.

He fell off the cloud head, landed a few miles outside the county, and slowly walked back to Ning'an County on foot. There were still many people who knew him in Ning'an County. He had not seen him for such a long time, so it was better not to suddenly appear.

However, it turns out that the fate of the plan is too much. It has been almost ten years since the last time I left Ning'an County. These ten years are not too long for practitioners, but for the people living in Ning'an County, ten years are enough. Too much has happened.

It was already cold in November, and the north wind whistled slightly, causing Ji Yuan's hair to flutter and his clothes to shake. He was walking alone on the road a few miles away from Ning'an County, and he also felt the still peaceful atmosphere here.

There was the sound of the axle behind him, and a farmer in a cotton-padded jacket drove an ox cart with a simple roof. Seeing the people with thin clothes in front of him, he shouted.

"This gentleman is going to Ning'an County? It's hard to walk in the cold weather. Would you like me to take you for a ride?"

"Du... **** ho..."

The farmer asked, while scolding the cow to slow down slowly.

Ji Yuan looked back at the other party, and it seemed vaguely that the scooter was also ventilated in all directions, but he didn't dislike it, but wanted to walk by himself.

"Thank you for the kindness of this brother, Ji wants to go by himself."

"Oh, can I go then?"

Ji Yuan smiled and bowed his hands, but did not hold back.

The farmer looked at the man who was gentle and did not have the frost on his face. He didn't seem to be strong. He whipped the rope and whipped the cow's **** twice, and continued to drive the car.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ji Yuan walked to Ning'an County and walked all the way from the city gate to Tianniufang. On the way, he was ready to be recognized and greeted. Unfortunately, no one has recognized him yet. Say you recognize him.

The sounds of hawking on the road, the sounds of conversations, and the shouting of customers in the store are endless, and there are many people looking at the fate, but these sounds and eyes are not for a local person, or some people originally knew him, but I haven't seen each other for so many years, even my relatives will have vague memories, not to mention the fate.

When he walked outside the Tianniufang, he saw the sign of the Sun Kee noodle stall, Ji Yuan couldn't help but feel refreshed. In the blurred vision, the stall was still there, and the fragrance was still the same.

Ji Yuan's footsteps were a little faster, and he soon came to the booth. There were already several diners eating noodles at the booth, so he asked when he got there.

"Does the store still have braised noodles?"

The gray-haired Sun Fu was arranging the tableware when he heard the voice and looked up. It was an elegant gentleman, and he quickly replied.

"There are, there are braised noodles and haggis."

Ji Yuan smiled and sat down where she used to sit.

"Okay, then, give me a bowl of noodles and a bowl of chop suey."

"Okay, do it now!"

Ji Yuan let out a light breath, looked at the diners beside him, and some people were looking at him. Seeing him, he subconsciously buried his head in eating noodles.

These diners not only looked at the personable Mr. Ji Da himself, but also mainly looked at the clear ink jade hairpin on the top of his head.

There was a little girl about seven or eight years old at the side of the noodle stall, where she was holding a dead branch and tossing it to and fro. Seeing the fate coming, the little girl immediately stopped tossing the branch and pretended to be A quiet look.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

Sun Fu looked at the little girl and smiled at Ji Yuan.

"This guest official, her name is Sun Yaya, and she is my granddaughter."

"Oh, it's your granddaughter..."

Ji Yuan's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he threw his sleeves, letting his right hand hide in his sleeve for a little pinch. It was known that the old man Sun had already passed away. When Lu Shanjun knew about this at the beginning~lightnovelpub.net~, it would not be a premise for Ji Yuan.

"Hey……"

"Guest officer, your noodles and chops are ready!"

Sun Fu took the tray and brought it to Ji Yuan to bring out the food. Seeing Ji Yuan sighed, he asked aloud.

"Sir is a foreigner, why are you sighing?"

Ji Yuan thanked him and replied.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking of my old friend."

After speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and ate it. The taste of noodles and offal was almost the same as what Old Man Sun made back then.

I still remember that when Sun Fu just took over from his father to take over the noodle stall that year, the taste of the noodles was a little worse, but now it is a true pass.

"Yes, it's still the same taste!"

Sun Fu originally said "oh" and was about to turn around, but Ji Yuan's words caught his attention again.

"Uh, this gentleman has eaten noodles made by me before?"

Sun Fu took a closer look at Ji Fate. He thought he was a gentleman in his mid-thirties. After a closer look, he suddenly couldn't see his age. His appearance was elegant and he felt like an old man. It was difficult to describe his age. .

"Haha, I have eaten it, and I have eaten what your father made."

Ji Yuan replied like this, and continued to bury his head in the noodles, while Sun Fu frowned and pondered, looking at Ji Yuan from time to time.

Before returning to the cabinet car, he had been a little unsure about it, and then he accidentally saw a wooden sign hanging on the wooden door of the cabinet car. It was engraved with ink and said "leave a copy".

In an instant, Sun Fu suddenly felt in his heart, suddenly raised his head to look at Ji Yuan, and blurted out with an unbelievable voice.

"You, you are Mr. Ji!?"