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In just a few days, Hu Yun naturally changed the title of Xie Zhi from Mr. Xie to Master. Originally, Hu Yun only wanted to call Xie Zhi Mr. Xie, because in his heart, he always wanted to Maybe one day, Mr. Ji can accept him as his disciple, but after Mr. Ji said a few words to him in Meng, Hu Yun’s attitude towards Haezhi improved to a higher level.
At this moment, Hu Yun ran in excitedly, took out a few red taros from the sack in his hand and put them on the table.
“This can be eaten raw, it tastes pretty good. I heard it tastes better when cooked!”
This sack is so big that ten kilograms of red taro can fit inside it.
“Simmering red taro will make it more delicious. Steam some. When the rice is cooked, just put some in the stove and use charcoal or simmering to roast it.”
As Ji Yuan spoke, he looked towards the door of Ju’an Pavilion. Hu Yun’s door was not closed tightly, and a crack was exposed. There would be a figure outside. It should be someone standing there. Outside.
Sure enough, there was a knock on the door soon.
“Dong dong dong…”
“Come in.”
After Ji Yuan said something, the people outside gently opened the door. It turned out to be Yang Zong and Lu Xiaoyou. After they entered Ju’an Pavilion, they immediately bowed and saluted Ji Yuan.
“Yang Zong…” “Lu Xiaoyou…”
“I have met Mr. Ji! I have met all fellow Taoists!”
Except for Ji Yuan, neither of them knew anyone in the courtyard.
Ji Yuan smiled and waved his hands.
“Compared to Mr. Lu, you two care about this kind of etiquette. There is no need to be more polite. Come in and sit down. We are about to cook red taro.”
In addition to the four stone benches in front of the stone table, there are some bamboo chairs and wooden benches in the courtyard. You don’t have to worry about running out of seats. Yang Zong and Lu Xiaoyou knew Ji Yuan’s temper and were not polite, so they came to look for them. After sitting down on the stool, his eyes naturally fell on the red taro on the table.
“Mr. Ji, there are red taros here. It seems that my work efficiency is indeed much faster now than before.”
Yang Zong sighed with emotion, while Hu Yun looked at him thoughtfully, and then suddenly asked.
“Your name is Yang Zong? It’s the same name as the last emperor of Dazhen.”
Yang Zong cupped his hands towards the young man carrying the sack.
“My fellow Taoist is laughing, that is exactly who I used to be.”
Although this young man should be an illusion, Yang Zong couldn’t see his roots. His aura was like that of an ordinary person, but there was a faint aura, which is definitely not simple when you think about it.
“Are you really that emperor?”
A few feet above Hu Yun’s head, many of the small characters surrounding the “Sword Book” were turned and facing downwards, and some of them made a sound.
“He is Yang Zong.” “Yes, he is.”
“That Emperor Yuande.” “That’s right!” “He is Mr. Lu’s apprentice.”
Yang Zong and Lu Xiaoyou looked up and discovered the small characters and a hanging volume of densely written books. The content was blocked by the ink light. They didn’t know what was written, but they didn’t dare to read more. , afraid of prying into some secret.
“Oh.”
Hu Yun agreed, then carried the sack and went to the kitchen with Zao Niang. It was enough to know that he was the emperor, and the rest was of no interest.
Haizhi had already picked up a red taro, peeled it and took a bite, making a squeaking sound in his mouth.
“What do you want to do when you come to Ju’an Xiaoge?”
Lu Xiaoyou looked at Yang Zong, who said bluntly.
“Mr. Ji, the Qianyuan Sect plans to send monks to open an outer sect blessed land in Dazhen, and also plans to send disciples to the Dazhen Celestial Master. While Mr. Ji is at home, I came here to ask for your opinion.”
Ji Yuan nodded, Qianyuan Zong’s sense of smell was quite sensitive.
“What opinions can Mr. Ji have on opening up the blessed land of the outer sect, but you also need to ask the Dazhen court. As for entering the Heavenly Master’s place, Mr. Ji has made a rule that monks who have been practicing for more than thirty years should not go. In order to avoid bringing the Qianyuan Sect’s habits into the Heavenly Master, let Dao Yuanzi consider which young and energetic disciples to adapt to future changes.”
Yang Zong frowned slightly but quickly relaxed and solemnly cupped his hands.
“Yes, I will bring the words.”
“Well, you don’t need to ask about other Shanye Sanren, small sects, small sects, and family casual cultivators, but there are two places that you need to know in advance. One is Yuhuai Mountain and the other is Tongtian River.”
Hearing Ji Yuan’s words, Yang Zong answered solemnly again.
“I would like to follow Mr. Ji’s instructions. The master on the other side of Yuhuai Mountain has already gone there in person as the disciple of the Qianyuan Sect. We will inform you first, and the master must also come. On the other side of the Tongtian River , Master, I think it will be no problem if he comes again.”
Yang Zong knew very well that those who worked together to refine the Immortal Binding Rope had a good relationship, so there should be no big problem with Lord Tongtian Jianglong.
Lu Xiaoyou suddenly spoke again.
“By the way, Mr. Ji, where are the two other things I want to know?”
Ji Yuan looked at Lu Xiaoyou inexplicably.
“Two more places?”
“Before I came, the headmaster said that there should be six places in Dazhen that need attention. Mr. Ji, you are one, the Dazhen court is another, Yuhuai Mountain is one, Tongtian River is one, and Where are the two places? ”
“Fellow Dao Yuanzi, don’t you explain yourself clearly?”
Lu Xiaoyou scratched his head and said.
“The master said that he only counted six places, but not every place was clear. Then the master said that if you don’t know, come and ask you, sir. He is not here now, so I will ask first.”
Two more places?
Ji Yuan is a little confused. Is there someone else in Dazhen who doesn’t know the important point?
Liangjieshan? No, Liangjieshan is already overseas, so it has little to do with Dazhen.
Just as Ji Yuan was thinking about it, the little guys above their heads were chattering away. They little guys firmly believed in the power of the elder, so they also firmly believed that in Dazhen, the elder must know everything.
“The elder must know!” “Yes, he must know.”
“If you can’t say it, you have forgotten it!” “Yes, no, no, no, how could an immortal like the great master forget.”
“That means you ignored it.” “Yes, yes, you ignored it. Where would that be?”
“I know!” “Say it quickly.”
“Yunshan Temple and Netherworld Hall.”
“Yes, yes, yes, it must be, no wonder the great master ignored it!”
“Yes, yes.”
The arguments among more than a hundred small characters were very noisy, and the results obtained in the noise were clearly heard by Ji Yuan and everyone present.
Ji Yuan looked astonished. Indeed, it would not be surprising if he would ignore these two places.
“Mr. Ji, where are Yunshan Temple and Netherworld Hall?”
Yang Zong asked immediately. Since all these characters were known to Mr. Ji, and Mr. Ji had a look of surprise on his face, it was obviously clear.
Ji Yuan thought for a moment and said after careful consideration.
“The Netherworld Main Hall, come and take a look.”
As he spoke, Ji Yuan poured some tea out of his cup. The tea flowed on the stone table and quickly spread out into a shape.
“This is the territory of Dazhen today, well…”
Not only did the graphics change, but there were also shades of light and shade, half of which were brighter and the other darker, and the combined shapes of the two extended outward a lot on the original territory of Dazhen, especially to the north. direction.
“You can understand this as the underworld with Dazhen as the main area. The bright part is governed by righteous gods such as the City God and the Land. The dark part has either no ghosts or gods for the time being or relatively few, and the Netherworld Main Hall is almost in charge. This type of area guides the souls of dead people, restrains wild ghosts and eradicates evil spirits.”
The underworld?
I have never seen such a large-scale underworld force, and it is not a member of the righteous gods in the conventional sense?
“Are there people offering incense and worshiping in the Netherworld Hall?”
“Perhaps, but it is mostly worshiped by all ghosts. It is the place where the true ghost way is cultivated, which should not be underestimated. Well, some of the righteous gods and city gods should have some understanding of the Netherworld Hall now. Even if we are dealing with him, Qianyuan Zong can just go and ask.”
“Yes.”
Yang Zong made up his mind and thought about whether it would have any impact on Da Zhenxing’s canonization of ghosts and gods. He had to contact Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com before talking about it. He suppressed the matter in his mind and continued to ask.
“What about Yunshan Temple?”
Ji Yuan smiled.
“Yunshan Temple doesn’t care about these things, so there’s no need to ask.”
“Yes, I will follow Mr. Ji’s teachings.”
Since Mr. Ji said this, Yang Zong thought there might be some taboos, so he didn’t ask any more questions. At most, he would talk to his master and let him figure it out.
Thinking that the business was over, Yang Zong took out a copper coin with some hesitation.
“Mr. Ji, is this copper coin left by you?”
Ji Yuan reached out and took it over and looked at it.
“Zhengyang Tongbao, well, I took Yang Hao out for a walk and gave it to him as a souvenir when I came back.”
“Sir, since Hao’er has also caught the copper coin, he doesn’t let the moon cake fall like I did at the beginning, right…”
Ji Yuan put the copper coins on the table and pushed them back to Yang Zong’s side.
“It’s just a commemoration. It’s not as complicated as you think. If you miss Yang Hao, just go to the Yin Division of Gyeonggi Prefecture to see him. Although the emperor’s Yin life is short, it is only a few years. He is still there. .”
“Yes…”
Yang Zong responded helplessly, not daring to say anything more. Some words were too much and were not beautiful. Mr. Ji had already said it very straightforwardly.
As an emperor, after death, the path to immortal cultivation is cut off, and the path to ghost cultivation is also very slim. The end of his short life is like a lamp burning out. Yang Zong recalls that he only relied on the master’s magic power to save him, and that He’s not even a ghost if you know him.
“Don’t forget to take this copper coin with you when you go to see him.”
Ji Yuan was holding a red taro and looking at it. He whispered such a sentence, which made Yang Zongli happy.
“Sir, are you going to ferry him?”
Ji Yuan was noncommittal and weighed the sweet potatoes in his hands, thinking, maybe in the next life.