Zhu Cheng in the Zhu family was still worried about his father being angry, fearing that he would delay his father’s important events. However, when Zhu Yanxu came back, everyone in the Zhu family found that the old man was refreshed and in a good mood, and he could not even speak. A little calmer than usual.
Over at Ju’an Pavilion, after Zhu Yanxu had disappeared, Ji Yuan returned to the courtyard, and then the small noise in the courtyard suddenly exploded.
“Phew…finally left!” “Yes, yes, this person is just right!”
“Yes, the sun will set soon!” “The old man came uninvited!”
“Oh, it’s suffocating me to death!” “It’s suffocating me to death too!”
“You can’t hold it in as much as I can.” “You fart, I can’t hold it in even more!”
“What kind of pastries did he bring?” “From outside the temple, the old man’s favorite kind.”
“Oh, you are quite thoughtful!” “He is an official.” “Huadiao, there are Huadiao!”
“Huadiao is nothing, can you have the wine in a thousand buckets of wine from the great master?”
……
All this chattering came out of the jujube trees. It was precisely because of the arrival of Zhu Yanxu that the little characters who had been silent for a long time had suppressed their words.
Ji Yuan rubbed his forehead and did not scold them. He walked into the courtyard and looked at his afternoon work.
The ink on these four characters has already dried. At first glance, ordinary people will only think that the calligraphy is good. Even those who really know calligraphy will find it amazing. If you stop and take a closer look, you can’t actually tell anything, because these four characters Although there is a doorway inside, the charm is restrained and not obvious.
It’s just that this plaque is not that simple. Now that the most critical first half of “The Wonderful Law of Heaven and Earth” has been completed, the practice of Jiyuan has almost naturally transformed into it. Observing the small prints during this period can be regarded as writing. Benefited a lot along the way.
So although these four characters are not a written decree, nor a more powerful edict, they evoke not only the name of a small courtyard, but also a part of its meaning.
With this plaque in hand, Ji Yuan returned to the entrance of the small courtyard again. He held the plaque up with one hand and sent it up. The wooden plaque flew up on its own and hung in its original position.
“Not bad, a new look!”
With a smile, he walked into the courtyard and closed the door. Then he sat on the stone table, took out the pile of letters, and began to read.
As expected, two of these letters were from monk Huitong, one from Lu Chengfeng, three from Du Heng, and many more from the Yin family, there must have been twenty or thirty letters.
The content of Monk Huitong’s letter was already known to Ji Yuan at Daliang Temple. Ji Yuan opened it, glanced at it and put it aside.
Ji Yuan opened the remaining letters and read them one by one. They didn’t talk about big things, they only contained information and answers. They were more about short-sighted parents. When he read the letter, he couldn’t help but smile knowingly.
Of course, letters cannot contain everything in life, but reading these letters, Ji Yuan seems to have felt what happened over the years and witnessed the growth of the two sons of the Yin family.
. . .
Nearly a thousand miles away, over the Yucui Mountain, a paper crane was flying rapidly on a gust of wind. At this moment, the paper crane flapped its wings so fast that it brought up waves of afterimages. The flying speed reached the peak of its life so far. .
When they reached the foggy sky somewhere in Yucui Mountain, the speed of the little paper crane slowed down, and the frequency of flapping its wings also became normal.
Hovering in the sky, looking down, there is a large area that is almost completely white, but the little paper crane, who has been here once, knows that the entrance to the Jade Huai Holy Realm is just below.
After descending some heights and flying around the fog for several times, the paper crane did not enter from the center of the fog, but went around to somewhere on the edge, and dived into the fog from below, as if it was rammed head-first into the fog. Like a big marshmallow.
Different from ordinary mountain people who easily get lost, the flight path of the paper crane is very clear. It goes around and around, turns east and west, and sometimes turns forward and sometimes reverse. In short, it does not fly in a straight line. Yuhuai Mountain The maze seems to be useless in front of it, at least the confusion function is so.
About half an hour later, the little paper crane emerged from the place where the fog was densest and entered a place where the fog was relatively thin.
The paper crane fell on a big rock, twisted his body and looked up at the surrounding sky. He didn’t see anything. Yu tilted his head and lowered his head to look around. Finally, he twisted the paper crane to the lowest position. Toward the big rock beneath him.
“Dong…dong-dong-dang…dong-dang-dang-dang-dang…”
Sometimes crisp and sometimes harsh sounds spread in the valley, sometimes small, sometimes loud, intermittent and very regular.
“A little…a little…”
There was a sound of cranes croaking in the sky. It sounded a few times in the sky and then faded away.
“Dong…dongdong…dang,dang,dang…”
This strange sound continues.
Not long after, a gentle woman in a feather coat walked through the fog and looked here from a distance. After searching around, she finally found a small little bird on a huge rock. The paper bird kept pecking at the stone and had already carved out a shallow pit as deep as a fingernail.
“Is it a paper crane?”
This crane is the one who had an old relationship with the Wei family. Although the time for the guardian crane is coming soon, it is still her.
The appearance of this paper bird is not unfamiliar to Crane. Although I don’t know if it is the same one, it should be a paper crane made by the magic of a great master of supernatural powers. Therefore, the meaning of this paper crane is extraordinary.
After seeing clearly that it was a paper crane, Aunt He did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly appeared. In a few steps, she approached the big stone. Seeing Aunt He coming, Zhihe also stopped moving his mouth. He looked up at her.
He Gu cupped her hands towards the paper crane and asked.
“Excuse me, have you come to my Yuhuai Mountain specifically?”
Zhihe nodded, flapped his wings and flew up, landing on Gu He’s shoulder. He turned to look at her and then stopped moving. Gu Gu guessed that he wanted her to take it to the Holy Land of Yuhuai. .
He Gu also checked briefly and found no evil spirits on the paper crane, so she flew into the sky, took the paper crane through the Yuhuai Mountain formation, and headed towards the Yuhuai Holy Land.
The fact that Ji Yuan sent Zhihe to deliver the news soon reached the ears of Da Zhenren, who was now on duty at Shuyun Tower, and he directly asked He Gu to take Zhihe to the roof of Shuyun Tower.
After some time, there were not only two great masters on duty on the top of Shuyun Tower, but also a group of monks including Qiu Feng and others, and the paper crane was in the palm of great master Ren.
Zhihe looked at the broad-robed immortal cultivator sitting peacefully, and some fragmentary fragments flashed in his memory, as if the man had wanted to burn it with fire.
“I already know what Mr. Ji means. Let me tell you now. According to this paper crane… uh…”
Halfway through his words, Master Ren seemed to feel that the paper crane was pointing at him with a strange look, even though it was clear that the paper crane didn’t even have eyes, so he frowned and said casually.
“According to the message conveyed by this paper crane boy, Mr. Ji will come to visit me in Yuhuai Mountain after a while. This is Mr. Ji’s first visit to my Yuhuai Holy Land, so he needs to be well entertained, and Mr. Ji seems to be going to the north. Hengzhou Jiufeng Mountain’s Fairy Tour Conference, he wants to go with us!”
Ren Dazhen subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the paper crane in his palm. He felt that when he said “paper crane boy”, the strange feeling of the little paper crane staring at him disappeared, or it became much softer.
Master Yangming, who was sitting cross-legged below, said almost immediately.
“Uncle Master, although the invitation to the Immortal Travel Conference has been sent to my mountain gate a long time ago, we in Yuhuai Mountain did not attend the conference for two years.”
“But Mr. Ji is going!”
Another immortal cultivator intervened below.
“Well, because Mr. Ji wants to go, I think I, Yu Huaishan, can go this time, and it can even be considered a good opportunity. Although the conference is boring, there are many like-minded people, and then Mr. Ji will show his face. That’s fine! ”
Qiu Feng’s words may seem tacky, but they coincide with what many people think.
“Senior Nephew Qiu is right. Junior Brother Ren, what happened more than a hundred years ago was also the matter of Master Ziyu’s uncle. It has been so long, so there should be no problem. Why don’t we summon Yu Zhufeng and ask for his opinion? ?”
The other great master next to him spoke, making everyone nod, and soon the news spread to Yuzhu Peak, the quiet pass of Yuhuai Mountain. Find Shuyuan www.zhaｏshuyuan.com
In addition to deciding to go to Jiufeng Mountain this time, Yuhuai Mountain also believed that since Mr. Ji had returned to Ju’an Xiaoge, he should not just wait for him to come to his door, so Yuhuai Mountain should also pay a visit. .
After much thought, this burden finally fell on the two immortal cultivators Qiu Feng and Yang Ming. They would each bring a disciple there, none other than Wei Yuansheng and monk Yiyi. In addition, Ju Yuanzi, a highly advanced cultivator, would also go there. Go together.
The little paper crane has already left Yuhuai Mountain one step ahead and flew away with fast wings in the direction of Ning’an County. The magic power exerted by Ji Yuan on his body has not been completely exhausted, so his wings are still beating fast at this moment.
At this time, Ning’an County was quiet at night, with stars overhead. Ji Yuan was sitting in the courtyard drinking Huadiao wine with cakes from the temple building, smiling while sipping.
‘Meeting villagers during the day and seeing ghosts and gods at night, my trip home this time is just like my trip home during the New Year in my previous life…’
Thinking about this, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
“Dong dong dong…”
“Mr. Ji, Song Shichang is here for a visit. Can it be convenient to meet him?”
The Old Town God of Ning’an County outside the courtyard gate looked up at the plaque above his head as he spoke. It was obviously newly written today. The calligraphy between the lines is full of charm, but it seems to be just a name, and there is no magical power contained in it.
Ji Yuan quickly walked to the courtyard gate and opened it for the old city **** in person. When the two sides met, they bowed their hands and saluted each other.
“Is the old city **** fine?”
“Hello, Mr. Ji!”
“Come in quickly!”
“Okay!”
Ji Yuan borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, just in time to entertain the old city **** with the things Zhu Yanxu had brought before.