Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 475: Meeting someone else’s death

At this moment, the mentality of Ji Yuan, Ju Yuanzi and others, who are regarded as superiors by others, are also very complicated and subtle.

Ji Yuan felt that the day of the Immortal Tour Conference was finally approaching. It was okay to be on the flying boat in Xuanxin Mansion. After getting off the boat, a sense of anticipation and excitement gradually became stronger.

After all, this is a prestigious conference for the world of immortals. Can we meet a few real immortal masters? Will we meet the author of "Dreams in the Clouds"? How many magical arts can we see? Fate hopes that you will meet everything you expect.

For everyone in Yuhuai Mountain, the mood is equally complicated. They have not come to this Immortal Tour Conference several times. In the past, the monks in the mountain gate caused trouble during the Tao discussion.

Yangming, Qiu Feng and other real people in Yuhuai Mountain are just juniors in front of Ju Yuanzi. They have never participated in the Immortal Tour Conference, let alone those disciples. Many of them are excited and because The anxiety that arises from the past and the unfamiliar.

As for Ju Yuanzi, he has lived for so many years, and his cultivation is at the peak of Yuhuai Mountain. His state of mind has long been different. The events in the past and the unknown of the Immortal Tour Conference are nothing to him, and he has no thoughts in his heart. There are no waves, Ji Yuan is calm on the surface, but he is really calm.

"Mr. Ji, let's visit Jiufeng Mountain first. They will arrange a place for us. Of course, if we are not satisfied, we can also find our own place outside."

As for Ju Yuanzi's suggestion, it was natural to consider Yuanzi, so he nodded and agreed.

A few people lingered on the market in Ruan Shandu, walking all the way to a very conspicuous building on the ferry. There was a red flag suspended on the top, and on the flag were written the dazzling words of Dharma Light - Dengxian Pavilion.

Human Dao Ji Yuan who was watching around walked towards the building, and there was a monk from Jiufeng Mountain coming out to greet him at the door. They knew that this was a person from the real Immortal Dao, the kind who had an invitation to the Immortal Travel Conference.

A moment later, a monk from Jiufeng Mountain wearing a blue robe left the Dengxian Pavilion with Ji Yuan and Yu Huaishan. A huge willow leaf spilled out from his sleeves and transformed into a small boat in front of his eyes. size.

"Fellow Taoists, please get on the Qingye Boat. Our Jiufeng Mountain Taoist Temple is neither in this Ruan Mountain nor in this Ruan Mountain. Some of you may not be familiar with the road. I will take you all to rest in the mountain. ."

"Well, thank you!"

Ju Yuanzi said politely and stepped onto the green leaves first, followed closely by Ji Yuan and the others.

The people in Jiufeng Mountain here regarded Ji Yuan as a monk from Yuhuai Mountain. Ji Yuan did not explain anything, so as not to ask him for an invitation alone, which he did not have. He had to find the person who invited him. Governor Feizhou, it would be better to have less trouble.

However, as soon as Ji Yuan stepped onto the Qingye Boat with his front feet and before his back feet stepped on, he heard someone calling him in the distance.

"Mr. Ji...Mr. Ji...but Mr. Ji?"

This voice is familiar, but it feels strange at the same time, which is very strange. Ji Yuan's ears are so good that he can never forget almost all sounds.

Not to mention human voices, even dog barks, he can distinguish every dog ​​he has ever heard. He has never encountered a sound that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Ji Yuan frowned and turned around to look in the direction of the sound. Suddenly his eyes lit up. A man with an aura in his sight was walking quickly. He was wearing a light yellow suit. Wearing a long robe, a small crown and a gold hairpin on her head, her middle-aged face was full of surprise.

Because of these two calls, the monks in Jiufeng Mountain and everyone in Yuhuai Mountain naturally stopped and looked at the person.

Soon, the visitor walked up to Ji Yuan, straightened his arms and bowed ninety degrees, giving a big salute to Ji Yuan.

"I've met Mr. Ji! I didn't expect it was really you. My master also said that you would definitely not come here. Hahaha, he must be happy to see you!"

Ji Yuan's heart moved when he heard this, but it didn't show on his face. He looked at the man who was speaking and nodded slightly but didn't speak.

The man smiled, put away the gift and said something.

"Don't you recognize me, sir?"

"Haha!"

Ji Yuan smiled enigmatically. He thought of one person. There was only one person in the world who might not be able to remember the sound after hearing it without using magical power to change it. But in front of him The person obviously has no magical powers.

"Your Majesty has changed into a good one!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then his smile grew wider.

"As expected of Mr. Ji, he was able to recognize me without any prompting from me. Yang Zong admires me! But don't mention this title of sir again. If you dare to call me, you won't dare to answer!"

Seeing that Yang Zong looked middle-aged, Ji Yuan was inexplicably relieved. He was really afraid that a little kid wearing a bellyband would pop up, which Ji Yuan would not be able to accept.

Shaking away the funny thoughts in his mind, Ji Yuan looked around. Since Yang Zong was here, the old beggar shouldn't be too far away, but he didn't see it, and the other party probably didn't see him either, otherwise Definitely coming.

"Where is your master?"

"Master is in Jiufeng Mountain. My senior brother and I came to the market in Ruanshandu by ourselves. We didn't expect to meet you, sir. Yang Zong dare not forget your great kindness. Without him and my mentor, there would be no me. Yang Zong’s present!”

The old emperor had indeed been reborn. He had a profound enlightenment between life and death, and his personality was completely different from the original one. In addition, he had changed into a lotus root body. It was no wonder that Ji Yuan's ears could not distinguish the sound.

Remembering that the other party used lotus roots to reshape his body, Ji Yuan couldn't help but look up and down at Yang Zong's joints, wondering with some wickedness whether he often loses his hands and feet?

"Uh, Mr. Ji, who is this?"

Ju Yuanzi didn't know who the person in front of him was, so why did Mr. Ji call him "Your Majesty"?

Ji Yuan smiled and waved his hand towards Yang Zongyi, who had a very different mental outlook.

"Fellow Taoist Ju, this person is the original Dazhen Emperor, Yuande Emperor Yang Zong."

"Huh? Emperor Yuande?" "Emperor Yuande!"

"What!?" "Didn't Emperor Yuan De die?"

Ju Yuanzi and the others in Yuhuai Mountain all made a sound of surprise, while the monks from Jiufeng Mountain beside them were neither impatient nor rushing, but just observed the scene in front of them attentively.

Yang Zong quickly saluted everyone.

"Yang Zong has met all the senior immortals. You are right. Emperor Yuande has passed away, and now it is just Yang Zong!"

After Ju Yuanzi was surprised, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, reshaping the physical body and recreating the universe.

‘What a big deal! ’

"Junior brother...Junior brother...Why are you running so fast? I can't even keep up with you!"

Ji Yuan's familiar voice appeared again from behind, and a young man who looked about the same size as Wei Yuansheng hurried over, holding a steaming lotus leaf bag in his hand.

He has grown taller and his clothes have become neater, but when Ji Yuan looks at this, he feels that he is still the little beggar he was back then.

"Junior brother, if you run around again, I won't take you with you next time..."

The young man paused mid-sentence, swallowed the food in his mouth with a "Gulu" sound, and looked at Ji Yuan with wide eyes.

"Xiaoyou, don't you recognize me?"

"Mr. Ji! Are you coming to the Immortal Travel Conference too? That's great! Now my junior brother and I have one more acquaintance!"

As he spoke, Lu Xiaoyou handed the lotus leaf bag in his hand to Ji Yuan.

"Sir, please try the hawthorn glutinous rice dumplings before they come out of the pot!"

Ji Yuan was not polite, smiled, picked up a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Fellow Taoists, I think it's better to go to Jiufeng Mountain to settle down. How about reminiscing about old times?"

The monk from Jiufeng Mountain did not speak out until this moment. It is normal for people to meet acquaintances during the Immortal Tour Conference. There are many immortal cultivators who have longevity, and many old friends have been separated by decades or even hundreds of years. Meetings are common.

"Mr. Ji, you go first. My senior brother and I will go back to find Master and tell him that you are here."

Ji Yuan nodded and stepped onto the green leaf boat. Then the monk from Jiufeng Mountain cast a spell to raise the boat to the sky. Although he was moving forward, the height kept rising.

Ji Yuan turned around and looked in the direction of the flying boat. With his eyes wide open, he could vaguely see nine huge peaks hanging in the sky deep in the clouds and fog.

Below the Ruan Shan Ferry, Lu Xiaoyou and Yang Zong maintained their gestures of saluting and respectfully sending them off. They knew that Ji Yuan could no longer be seen before accepting the gifts.

"Master must be very happy to know...right?" "Well, maybe it's very complicated..."

"Hey!"

The senior fellow apprentices have gotten to know each other very well over the years, and they couldn't help but sigh. Of course, the master must be happier overall.

The Qingye Boat was not slow, and it was far away from Ruan Shan Ferry in a moment. After passing through the hazy mist-like clouds, Ji Yuan and others saw the real gate of Jiufeng Mountain.

Nine huge peaks are lined up in a row, with different heights, but generally they are not much different. Among them are green mountains and green waters, but they are hanging on the clouds. They are originally standing on the clouds, but there are still shallow mountains above them. Accompanied by white clouds, there are rainbows shining on some mountaintops, and there are even birds swimming and immortals flying around. You can see that it is the residence of the gods.

"Fellow Taoists, that is where the gate of my Jiufeng Mountain is. The nine peaks stand together in the clouds, but they are here but not here. If a few Taoists go there, they will receive a token. If there is no order, The card cannot enter the mountain gate, so don’t lose it.”

This monk has always behaved politely, but this time, he could not hide the pride in his heart as a disciple of Jiufeng Mountain. Find Shuyuan www.zｈhaoshuyuaｎ.com

The Nine Peaks Holy Land has endless magical powers and can host the Immortal Travel Conference. It is a very honorable thing. Immortal cultivators are not strong in desire and cannot be shaken by worldly wealth, but this face is hard-won and everyone will be proud of it. .

Ju Yuanzi also came to Jiufeng Mountain for the first time, and this was also the first time that Jiufeng Mountain held an Immortal Tour Conference.

Brush, brush, brush...

There were streams of light flashing by, and they were several young and young monks walking with swords, and there were even more laughter and laughter as they walked away.

"Hahahahaha...I am the fastest!" "You are as slow as a turtle with your sword!"

"Let's see if I don't catch up with you!" "Don't run!"

The sound faded away, and the sword light went straight and spiraled from time to time, crossing tangled tracks, showing the wonder of the sword. Just looking at the agile skills of the sword, Ji Yuan felt ashamed.

'They are all wonderful and sacred scenes. This trip is well worth it! ’

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