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No matter how unbelievable it was, it was only such a small paper crane that came to this temple. Longnu thought for a while, and rewrapped Ji Yuan's hair around the paper crane.

When the dragon girl left the main hall of the temple, the gate outside the hall was automatically closed gently after the dragon girl went out, and no one in the entire Jiangshen Temple noticed.

The dragon girl walked into the water directly from the side of the temple. Instead of diving with the body of a dragon, she swam quickly downstream with the body of a human being at the bottom of the river.

During the period, she was still carefully observing the paper crane wrapped in bubbles by herself.

Of course, Longnu didn't know the correct name, and she only thought it was a pretty little paper bird. She even had the urge to see if the paper bird would get wet with water, but she restrained it.

As the righteous god of Tongtianjiang, she swam extremely fast in the water, and returned to the water mansion in a short while.

Putting the paper cranes in her sleeves, the Dragon Girl quickly walked towards the back of the Water Mansion Palace, passed through several courtyard gates, and came to a rather gloomy underwater grotto.

There were two green-faced yakshas standing there holding halberds. When they saw the dragon girl approaching, they immediately bowed and cupped their fists to salute in unison.

"Empress Jiang Shen!"

"Well, I'm going to see my father."

"Yes! Empress Jiang Shen, please help yourself!"

After Ying Ruoli nodded to the two yakshas, ​​she walked into the grotto door by herself.

Passing through the deep cave, the terrain kept going down during the period, and after walking about eight or nine miles, the eyes finally became brighter.

This is a spacious underwater cave sand pool. There are some jellyfish-like things swimming around. There is a huge real dragon lying on the sand pool, and the dragon's whiskers will swing from time to time.

"Father, Uncle Ji has written."

An amber-colored arc appeared on the dragon's head, and the voice of the old dragon also sounded.

"bring here."

"yes!"

The dragon girl took out the paper crane from her sleeve, and the paper crane quietly floated in the air bubbles and floated towards the old dragon.

"Um?"

I thought it was a letter, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of "letter". The old dragon suddenly felt amused, the whole body of the dragon lifted up slightly, and a pair of amber dragon eyes brought more light to the dark sand pool.

As if stimulated by the dragon's eye, several large clam shells in the sand pool also slowly opened, revealing the pearls inside, and the whole deep pool suddenly became clearer and brighter as if a light was turned on.

The old dragon's two huge eyes focused on the small paper crane, and while observing, he asked his daughter.

"Is this a letter from Ji Yuan? He folded a paper bird? Is there anything else?"

"Returning to my father, this paper bird flew to the hand of the god statue in my temple. There is nothing else, and this bird can really fly."

When the dragon girl said this, she stretched out her hands to flap her wings on both sides, indicating that this bird is not a kind of levitation flight like mana intake, but can flap its wings to fly by itself. There is a difference between the two. essentially different.

"Interesting, Ji Yuan always brings surprises!"

The dragon girl also smiled, reminding her father.

"Father, the hair on the paper bird's neck is some kind of stress technique. You can read the letter by removing the hair. My daughter didn't know about it before, so I accidentally read it first. Dad won't blame him, will he?"

The real dragon glanced at the dragon girl, and then the huge dragon body lit up with white light, and shrank into an old man in the illusion, which was Ying Hong's human form.

"Just look at it."

While speaking, the old dragon lightly stretched out his hand to hook, and the hair on the paper crane's neck automatically floated aside.

At this moment, the paper crane actually flapped its wings twice, approaching the old dragon with air bubbles.

"Yo, I can really fly by myself."

The old dragon smiled and stretched out his hand, letting the paper crane move in the water and fell to the palm of his hand. The mana remaining on the paper crane brought all the content described vividly into the old dragon's thoughts.

The dragon girl was now concentrating on observing her father's expression, and sure enough, she saw what she wanted to see after a while.

The beard on the left side of the old dragon's beard was slightly raised, and he said in surprise.

"Bingzhou Changchuan Mansion? This little thing flies so far?"

I don't know about the other genus of Dragon Flood Dragon, but the Ying family often goes out to spread clouds and rain, so they have a relatively thorough understanding of Dazhen's mountains and rivers and the distance between the two places.

But after being surprised, the old dragon also smiled at the dragon girl.

"Okay, I have received the letter, you can step back."

"Yes, my daughter will leave!"

The dragon girl gave a superficial blessing and left the sand pool where her father was napping.

After the dragon girl left, the old dragon immediately lowered his head to study the paper crane in his palm carefully. He couldn't help poking it a few times, then picked it up and turned it up and down for a look, and even shook it twice, as if he wanted to find out if there was something hidden inside. Orbs and such.

"It's weird, is it because of this hair?"

The old dragon held Ji Yuan's thin hair, but he still couldn't see why. He just let go, and the hair floated out of the cave along the flowing water, seemingly drifting with the current without any special power factors, but There was a strange sense of swimming, which quickly disappeared into the darkness of the bottom of the water.

The old dragon frowned, hesitated for a while, and continued to study the paper crane in his hand without leaving any hair.

The power of expressing spirit with things has disappeared, as if the father and daughter "read" the letter twice before and after, the power of the paper crane has been exhausted, but the old dragon thinks that the paper crane should not just turn back into a piece of ordinary paper .

Carefully controlled the injection of some mana into the paper crane, and sure enough, the paper crane began to flap its wings again. Following the bond of its own mana, I finally discovered the two hidden characters on the paper crane's wings, and understood the paper bird. How did you fold it.

The old dragon grinned, as if discovering these few tricks was quite an achievement.

. . .

At the top of Yanxia Peak in Yunshan Mountain, Ji Yuan descended from the peak and returned to Yunshan Temple after admiring the sunrise and practicing in the morning glow.

Qi Wen had already put on his clothes and finished washing, and was arranging poles and buckets at the entrance of the kitchen in the courtyard, ready to go down the mountain to carry water, when he turned around and found Ji Yuan standing in the inner courtyard.

"Morning, Mr. Ji! You're up too? I didn't even hear your door open."

"Qi Wen Xiaodao is early, in fact, I got up earlier than you, and I have already gone out for a while."

Qi Wen suddenly realized.

"By the way, Mr. Ji, there is porridge cooking in the kitchen pot. I should be able to eat it when I carry water up the mountain. I'll go down the mountain to fetch water first."

"do you need my help?"

Ji Yuan took a look at the two buckets, they were bigger than the buckets he had in the small pavilion of Tianniufang. It must be very difficult to carry them up the mountain, especially because there is a long section of the mountain road down to Yunshan Temple without any steps.

"No, no, you can just sit down. I'm used to running, and I will go back and forth soon."

Qi Wen hurriedly refused, and hurried out of the yard with an empty bucket.

Ji Yuan went over and gently closed the courtyard door, and then walked into the kitchen. The charcoal in the stove was burning thinly, and the fire was not very strong. He opened the outer door of the kitchen, and looked at the place where the fish tail was hanging last night, only one piece was left. Grass rope, look at the opening should be bitten open.

Looking at the scenery outside, the Yunshan Temple is just above the cloud and mist line in the mountain. Looking down from Ji Yuan's sight at this moment, there is a sea of ​​white clouds tens of feet below, making the Yunshan Temple like a fairyland in the sky. Establishing the Yunshan Temple Those Taoist priests really know how to choose places.

. . .

The pace of life of ordinary people in this world is very slow, and this is even more so in Yunshan Taoist Temple, especially in the past few days when Taoist Qingsong was drunk and asleep, he didn't have to go down the mountain to tell fortunes.

However, Qi Wen was still worried about his master's health, and on the third day, he would ask Taoist Ji Yuan Qingsong when he would wake up.

Fortunately, on the morning of the fifth day, Qi Xuan woke up by himself.

At this time, Qi Wen happened to go down the mountain to fetch water, while Ji Yuan was sitting on the futon under the star map in the main hall of the temple, holding the "Yu Lun" in his hand to watch. Around the mountain temple, Taoist Qingsong was also aware of his sobriety at this moment.

Taoist Qingsong felt like he had a very long dream, the content was messed up and he couldn't remember clearly, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the ceiling of the room.

"It's dawn! Am I really drunk?"

Qi Xuan slept for almost five days, but he didn't feel drowsy, instead he felt refreshed.

Throwing off the quilt, she straightened up from the bed, stretched her waist, the muscles and bones in her body were crackling, and she felt comfortable all over, but her mouth felt very dry with bias.

He went to the indoor table and weighed the large pottery teapot, which was full.

Qi Xuan poured himself a bowl of tea and drank it all in one gulp. Feeling still thirsty, he poured another bowl. Fortunately, the spout of the teapot was facing his mouth, and he gulped down the water in the teapot in one go.

"Huh... It's more comfortable! What kind of wine did Mr. Ji give me?"

As he was talking to himself, Taoist Qingsong seemed to suddenly think of something, stretched out his left palm, his expression changed from dull to astonished.

"Could it be... the immortals really have the elixir of life?"

What makes Qi Xuan even more mysterious is that he can see that his lifespan is dying, but he can't see other things clearly. However, he also has a strange feeling of seeing flowers in the fog, but knowing the beautiful scenery in front of him.

"Hehehe, as far as Ji knows, there is no elixir of life in the world. Good morning, Daoist Qingsong!"

Ji Yuan Zhongzheng's clear and peaceful words came from the door, and Taoist Qingsong, who was in a daze, came back to his senses, and turned his head to look at the door with a grateful smile.

"Morning, Mr. Ji, Pindao couldn't drink enough last night. I told you to watch a joke. Did you rest well in the audience last night?"

"fine!"

Ji Yuan chuckled.

"I still want to use the treasure land to practice for a while, I wonder if I have long-term consent?"

"Then there's nothing wrong with it, you can't get what you want, you just have to live hahaha..."

No need to die early, anyone will be in a good mood, Taoist Qingsong only feels that the air in the mountains is more fresh and pleasant to breathe, as if every breath is moisturizing the internal organs.