Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 123: Diao Weng

One night passed, and everyone in the temple didn't know when they fell asleep last night. Someone woke up when the sun was shining brightly in the mountains, and then pushed others awake.

The door of the mountain temple is still closed, but the rain outside has stopped long ago.

Mo Tong stood up and looked around, but did not find Ji Yuan.

"Where is Mr. Ji? Mr. Ji is gone?"

Someone opened the temple door and looked around, but found no trace of Ji Yuan. They understood that the immortal figure must have left.

"Mo Tong, will the immortal magic that Mr. Ji left last night be useful? What if we encounter evil spirits and monsters again..."

A woman asked worriedly. It was the first time she saw a demon. The impact on her outlook was secondary. The key was the feeling of powerlessness she felt.

But before Mo Tong could speak, the boy Mo Yu started shouting.

"It must be useful. After Mr. Ji wrote two words for me with water yesterday, I don't panic now! It must be useful!"

Mo Tong also said comfortingly.

"We, mortals, can't predict what an immortal will do. If it doesn't work, just follow Mr. Ji's advice. Once the young master notices something is wrong, we will quickly hide in the City God's Temple!"

"This is the only way..."

The group packed up and returned the three futons to their places before leaving. Then they kowtowed to the mountain **** statue very solemnly. If there was no sandalwood in the temple, they would definitely have to offer a stick of incense.

After doing all this, he left the mountain temple, closed the temple door and left.

In fact, Ji Yuan left directly because he left a decree to hide Mo Yu's aura and even change his aura, and also because last night Ji Yuan had already seen that Mo Yu's calamity was over.

As for the shocking incident of yesterday's soul leaving the body, the other party's cheap master must have sensed the changes in Qi, so he would have rushed over quickly.

At this time, the orthodox immortals in the world may be pure-minded, practice good deeds, practice hard in the Sun Moon Mountain, or practice hard to gain enlightenment. Although they have different personalities, there are still very few insidious people who would plot against an ordinary child. The higher the state, the more you can understand the Tao without the help of tapping your heart, but you cannot do the opposite.

Ji Yuan has no intention of meeting the other party face to face, nor does he want to be treated with too much respect like an ancestor along the way, so he might as well take the first step.

Sure enough, about half an hour after the Mo family and the others descended from Jiaoye Mountain, someone came from the sky with the wind, but the Mo family could not see it on the ground.

The person who came was wearing a purple robe, making a sound in the wind in the sky. He was just looking for an opportunity to come and ride the wind in the middle of the night. When he arrived, he couldn't feel the breath of his undisciple, and he was surprised.

Looking intently at the ground, I saw a child who was obviously much shorter than the servants running around on the road. I was relieved when I was sure it was my apprentice.

While frowning, he calculated with his fingers the horoscopes of his disciple's birth date and last night's Qi Ji. Except for the hexagrams of turning danger into safety, everything else was blank.

If you can’t figure it out, you can only ask the person involved.

Riding the wind downwards, the wind on the ground gradually picked up. The person coming from the wind appeared as the strong wind blew, and the others discovered that there was an extra person in front of them.

"Who is it?" "Protect the young master!"

Mo Tong's people were on alert as if they were facing a formidable enemy, while Mo Yu was so excited that he shouted "Master!" Although they had only met him once or twice, they were as close as if they had been together day and night.

Mo Yu's reaction made the Mo family members breathe a sigh of relief and hurriedly saluted. After meeting the immortal twice in a row, they felt a lot more reassured.

……

The visitor had a small crown, a jade hairpin, and a purple robe. He had a black beard and a beautiful beard about a foot long. He just nodded to the other Mo family members, then walked up to Mo Yu and stretched out his hand to explore the child with his magic power, but found that As soon as his hand touched Mo Yu, the obscure and hidden aura on his body disappeared.

"Yu'er, did you encounter something critical yesterday?"

Mo Yu was a little scared when asked about this.

"Yesterday, four robbers came to arrest me. Even the servants couldn't beat me. Then during the escape process, I was very panicked. I didn't want to be caught, so I ran away without knowing why..."

Mo Yu babbled and explained roughly how he survived the danger, and also asked his master to caress his beard and think.

"The Taoist friend you met is named Ji? What's going on with this mountain **** of Jiaoye Mountain? Why did he take the initiative to look for your soul? Did he happen to pass by?"

After listening to Mo Yu say that the mountain **** looks like a monster and not like a human being, his teacher can basically tell that the other party is not very advanced. Otherwise, unless he is a complete cultivator of landscape gods, the mountain gods who set up temples will usually be close to human beings, like A little **** like this wouldn't dare to wade into muddy water when he passes by, right?

Mo Yu's teacher only listened to Mo Yu's narration, so naturally some of the process was missing. When the Immortal Chief asked, Mo Tong beside him hurriedly added answers.

"Replying to the Immortal, what we saw clearly was that the Immortal named Ji raised his leg and stepped on the ground last night, and said in his mouth, 'I have invited the Jiaoye Mountain God to come and see you.'"

Student Mo followed Ji Yuan’s posture and tone and recited it personally.

After he finished speaking, others clearly noticed that this immortal elder was far more virtuous than Mr. Ji last night, and their expressions froze.

"Have you really seen him summon the mountain **** in this way?"

"It's absolutely true!"

This immortal is a little lost.

‘It turned out to be Jushen! Which Taoist expert has experienced this situation? The surname is Ji...'

"Master, Master, I also asked Mr. Ji whether he is more capable or you are more capable. Mr. Ji said it must be you. I think so. Mr. Ji can't even fly. He said that all mountains and rivers depend on his legs. Definitely not as good as you!”

The teacher's expression stiffened again, and he was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

"Yu'er... you... there are mountains beyond the mountains and there is a sky beyond the sky... Mr. Ji is just being self-effacing. Some experts really like to walk slowly... Forget it, you still don't understand... Right Yes, did that gentleman tell you his full name?"

"No, I asked, but Mr. Ji didn't say anything!"

Thankfully, Mo Tong and others did not see Ji Yuan use Ji's "Stabilization Technique" when chasing him out. Otherwise, I don't know what he would think when talking to the purple-robed immortal.

Although Ji Yuan, who had already walked far away at this moment, did not see the purple-robed cultivator arriving, the rain law that left behind the special technique melted away, and he knew that Master Mo Yu had arrived at that time.

But if Ji Yuan knew that Mo Yu's master said he didn't like flying, Ji Yuan would probably have mixed feelings.

. . .

Unknowingly, it was already the winter solstice. Somewhere on the bank of the Tongtian River west of Youzhou, a small black-awned boat was parked on the water. On the boat, there was a man in a raincoat wearing a bamboo hat and grabbing a man. Fishing with a green bamboo pole made by myself.

Since the beginning of winter, this person has been sitting on the bow of the boat fishing in this section of the river, sometimes on the other side of the river, sometimes on this side of the river.

On this side of the river section is Youzhou, and on the other side across the river is the bureaucratic power center of Dazhen, where the Gyeonggi Prefecture is directly under the jurisdiction.

This fisherman is looking for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com The small black-topped boat was rented by the same old man. The lease period was for half a year. The hats, coir raincoats, paddles, etc. were all rented with the boat.

About ten miles south of Ji Yuan's boat is the famous Zhuangyuan Ferry among the many ferry crossings on the Tongtian River.

According to legend, it was just a small ferry in the past, but in the history of the founding of the Daezhen Kingdom, there were once six reference tributes from the east of the border who ferried to Gyeonggi Province at that ferry and later became the top scorers in high school.

Ji Yuan does not want to delve into whether this legend is true or a "getting rich idea" thought up by the locals themselves, but it is undeniable that many tribute scholars from the east will come to Zhuangyuandu to ask for money. I wish you a lucky break, and I would like to pay my respects to Empress Jiang Shen.

Presumably Yin Zhaoxian would also leave from here, but he planned to ferry his friend himself.

Heidao Zhuan cannot cover everything, and generally only describes content with "storytelling and interest", such as the failure of the old Jiao to transform into a dragon in Chunmujiang, etc., and so on.

Although Tongtianjiang is a big river, it may be because it has always been stable and uneventful. Heretic legends did not even mention it. It was not until Ji Yuan arrived that he found out that the **** of Tongtianjiang was a woman.

Ji Yuan has been to Jiangshen Temple a long time ago, and after asking pilgrims and local people, he learned that Jiangshen Empress' real name was Ying Ruoli, and she must be related to old Long Yinghong. .

Ji Yuan is not in a hurry to find Old Long for a drink. He has been wandering by the river for so long. This Old Long must not be at home, otherwise he would have been discovered long ago. It would be even more unreasonable to worship the God of Chuanyin River directly in the temple. Maybe, what if Lao Long never mentioned to his family that he was plotting against someone, how embarrassing it would be.

It would be quite interesting to simply enjoy the fun of being a fisherman while waiting for the two friends, Yifan and Yilong, to see who they meet first.