Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 519: Heaven in the Cave

When Ji Yuan saw Lin Jianzheng staring at the sword intention post without blinking, with the light of magic flowing in his eyes, he knew that the other party must be using his magic eyes, but he obviously didn't see anything. The expression on his face The expression makes this clear.

"Mr. Ji, this, the words on the calligraphy..."

Ji Yuan held the sleeve with his left hand and dipped the pen in his right hand with ink. Then he wrote carefully on the sword intention post with wolf hair one stroke at a time while explaining calmly.

"There are so many spirits and monsters in the world. These small characters are just some of the ordinary spirits of living beings. Fellow Daoist Lin, you don't need to pay too much attention."

Practitioners with some common sense know that there are many spirits in the world, but Lin Jian has heard a lot about calligraphy and painting creatures, and even Lin Jian who has become a spirit. But this is the first time I heard that calligraphy can also become spirits, and it is also a copybook. Each of the words on it has become a spirit, and you can even quarrel!

After Mr. Ji said this, Lin Jian couldn't help but make a fuss, but the curiosity in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and Mr. Ji had a good temper, so he couldn't help but ask more.

"Mr. Ji is right, I've lost my composure, but since I've been practicing, I've never heard of anyone who has a single word to become a spirit. Are they really independent individuals?"

As soon as Lin Jian said this, he found that except for the word written by Ji Yuan, all the other small characters on the copybook were half propped up. He suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by more than a hundred little monsters. Later, when Ji Yuan's pen tip left the previous character and moved to the next character, they all "lay flat" on the copybook. The feeling of gaze disappeared, and the copybook seemed to be still ordinary.

"Haha, that's right, so it's very lively sometimes."

Ji Yuan said that the first pass of "moistening ink" has been completed. A strip of golden ink was used up, and every small character was taken care of. The ink was brushed all over again, but this would at best make a lot of small characters " "Eat enough" is not really painting the fine print.

After the first ink stick was used up, Ji Yuan took out a few more and started grinding the ink again. Under the influence of magic, the ink on the inkstone increased very slowly, but one ink stick was consumed at an extremely fast speed. .

Lin Jian next to him never left. Since Mr. Ji didn't chase anyone away, he shamelessly stayed here for the time being.

Ji Yuan caught a glimpse of Lin Jian out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't say anything. It wasn't anything shameful, so he whispered to the sword intention post.

"Everyone is ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yuan dipped his hand in ink again. After concentrating for a while, he put the pen down on the paper and concentrated on brushing the ink.

At the same moment, Lin Jian felt that the small characters on the desk copybook had a strange atmosphere. They were no longer ordinary and difficult to find, but were spiritually revealed. This feeling was very magical. If I had to say it, it would be There seemed to be more than a hundred young monks sitting cross-legged in meditation and comprehending the heaven and earth.

This time, after Ji Yuan puts pen to paper, every small word will have a glimmer of light. Each stroke is no longer a simple smear, but is extremely full of charm.

It took more than an hour to write this article. The main time was spent studying ink. But on this calligraphy, the small characters were all bright and shining, making the whole calligraphy shrouded in a layer of ink for a long time. In the lingering dim light.

‘These words are practicing! ’

This was a thought that naturally arose in Lin Jian's mind, and it was not difficult to infer that these small words were the righteous teachings taught by Ji Yuan.

Of course, what Ji Yuan actually does is not to teach the Dharma at all, but to show them the Tao in the words based on his own understanding of the spirit of these words.

However, since he believed that these small words were practicing cultivation, Lin Jian consciously felt that he was not suitable to stand here. This was equivalent to the fact that it was inappropriate for him, an outsider, to be present when the master was teaching his disciples skills.

So Lin Jian saluted and whispered.

"Mr. Ji, I'll take my leave first. After you finish your meal, just send the tableware outside Yunxia Garden."

"Okay, I won't give it away anymore."

Watching Lin Jian leave, Ji Yuan also put down his pen. He had finished inking the small characters and it was time to eat. The dishes on the table and tray are very exquisite, including hot dishes that are still steaming, cold dishes with thin ice beads hanging on them, and even a bottle of wine.

"The appearance is good, but the quantity is too small..."

Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head, rarely making a complaint. He knew that many immortal cultivators only wanted to taste the food and enjoy the feeling, but Ji Yuan still liked the satisfaction of being full, so big There are eight dishes on a tray. How many chopsticks can one dish hold?

Of course, Jiufeng Mountain is definitely not stingy. Although the portions of the dishes are small, everything is exquisite and extraordinary, and they contain more spiritual energy, which is not comparable to ordinary food with a little spiritual energy.

Jiufeng Mountain is so hospitable. In addition to showing the demeanor of the organizer of the Xianyou Conference and the idea of ​​​​making good friends, more importantly, Jiufeng Mountain has actually received benefits. This benefit is today's Xianlai Peak.

The treasure refined by the five masters is no small matter. At the moment when the treasure is completed, the various gas phases in the process of refining the treasure are still left in Xianlai Peak, deriving the phases of yin and yang and the five elements. This is a rare thing for the immortal sect. What a treasure.

Under such circumstances, the masters of Jiufeng Mountain were very excited and entertained Ji Yuan with good wine and good food. Since Xianlai Peak would not run away anyway, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to leave a treasure land of enlightenment for the mountain gate. Not only the people in Jiufeng Mountain understand this, but also the many immortal cultivators who have left.

Ji Yuan first poured himself a glass of wine, took a small sip and tasted it. He felt that the wine was mellow and not the kind of thing that highlights aura and vitality. It was a real fairy wine, which made his face look a little brighter. With a smile, he picked up another bite of the side dish and tasted it. He also felt that the taste was very good, although it was much worse than the taste he cooked himself.

Looking at the sword intention post, all the small characters were focused on practicing. Ji Yuan murmured while tasting wine and eating vegetables.

"You little guys are already quite capable. This time you have to help me hide the secret of the Book of Heaven!"

Painting small characters with ink is not only to help the practice of small characters, but also to reflect one's own practice and confirm one's calligraphy skills from the innate spirit of calligraphy.

Zi Ling originally showed the way in the words. When I first wrote "The Wonderful Law of Heaven and Earth", the small characters were still far behind. Now when I am preparing to write the new heavenly book, these small characters can also help me a lot. busy.

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Although Jiufeng Cave Heaven is inextricably related to the outside world, in the final analysis, Cave Heaven is almost its own world, and even has its own rules. Here, Jiufeng Mountain will make decisions when necessary. With determination, one can even exercise some of the powers of heaven, which is the true pinnacle of the immortal world.

The Immortal Mansion hidden in the "cave" is quiet and stable. It can also choose a wide space to cultivate spiritual flowers and herbs, which is also very beneficial to enlightenment. Sometimes, talented people are selected from the mortals in the cave to be admitted to the Immortal Sect. Although The frequency is very low.

On the Jiufeng Mountain where Jiufeng Mountain is located, time is connected with the outside world, so one day for Ji Yuan and others in Jiufeng Mountain is equivalent to one day in the outside world.

But in the real cave world under Jiufeng, the passage of time is different from that in the outside world. The difference is basically a multiple of ten years. In other words, one day has passed on Jiufeng Mountain, and ten years have passed in Jiufeng Cave. sky.

So when Ji Yuan and others made a bundle of fairy ropes, and went back and forth to Pozi Mountain, and now when Ji Yuan started to write, in the Jiufeng Cave under Jiufeng Mountain, the past had actually passed for more than three months.

In the deep mountains shrouded in clouds, several people were trudging back and forth with difficulty. They started trekking three months ago and advanced for one and a half months. They went through hardships and obstacles and passed through harsh mountains and rivers. Today, they are exhausted and have reached the physical level. and mental limits. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan． com

The people in the team are all young people, or teenagers, and even short children. They are walking among the rocks in a mossy mountain at the moment. Although they are very careful and have no physical strength, Despite the lack of energy, someone still slipped and fell.

"Ouch..." "Bang..."

The slipped boy's arms and feet were cut and bleeding.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"No, it can't be done..."

"I can't do it anymore, I won't leave, I don't want to look for it anymore..."

The one walking at the front was a young man carrying a bundle of hemp rope. He was also out of breath. It felt like the bundle of hemp rope was like pieces of pig iron, weighing him down.

"Pa..."

The hemp rope was thrown to the ground, and the boy in front sat on it, wiping tears secretly. Many people had cried during these days, and this was just one of them, and it was also the most miserable one.

"Aze, let's go back, let's go back?"

"I want to go back too, I want to go home!"

The young man sitting on the hemp rope covered his face with his hands, tears oozing out from the seams of his hands. Listening to his companion's continuous pleading, he just remained silent. After a long time, the young man finally spoke with a slightly choked voice.

"No more, no home... we won't have a home when we go back..."

"Then, we don't have to go into such a deep mountain, we... we can just hide outside for a while..."

The young man wiped away his tears, stood up, shook his head, and turned to look into the mist-shrouded distance.

"No! We have to go inward, to Qingtian Mountain. We want to find Qingtian Fairy Mountain. My grandfather said that at the easternmost end of Qingtian Mountain, there is a peak that breaks through the sky. That is where the heaven is. Find, Wow, finding an immortal can bring my parents and grandfather back to life!"

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