As the rain gradually grew heavier, Ji Yuan danced with the sword in a green shirt. The wide-sleeved robe not only did not affect the agility of his sword, but instead made it look graceful, neither too feminine nor too rigid.
There seemed to be no moves or rigid postures. The falling raindrops were like being pulled by countless invisible threads, swaying with the sword as they flipped. The body and mind were in harmony, and the sword turned at will.
Every drop of rain is a sword, and every sword turns into rain.
Perhaps only a few breaths passed, or perhaps a cup of tea, before Ji Yuan finished his sword dance, swung his sleeves, turned around, and stood with his hands behind his back. At this moment, the rain around him drew a circle as Ji Yuan turned around, forming a ten-foot-wide circular water wave under his feet, which then slowly melted into the rain on the ground.
Although the sword stopped, the falling rain would actively avoid Ji Yuan and fall along his side at his feet.
Ji Yuan looked at the people from the Zuo family in the hallway.
"This is the divine will of the wandering dragon. It has no moves or styles, and it can integrate all the martial arts in the world. Whether you can comprehend it and how much you can comprehend depends on you."
After saying that, Ji Yuan walked out from the rain. When he stepped into the hall again, there was no water mark on his feet, and his clothes were also dry.
Since I'm going to be a master of immortality this time, I naturally have to act in a pretentious manner.
The Zuo family and Old Man Yan seemed to have not yet recovered from the extremely mysterious fairy sword dance. They were still staring blankly outside the hall, as if the illusory figures were still dancing with swords in the rain.
After a long time, Zuo Boran was the first to come back to his senses, followed by Zuo Youtian, Zuo Youxin and others. The two children kept staring at the rain in a daze, and no one in the Zuo family said a word until the two children came back to their senses and snuggled up to their mother. Only then did the Zuo family and Old Man Yan dare to breathe a sigh of relief.
Ji Yuan just sat at the table drinking tea, and even picked up the teapot to refill his cup. He waited until the Zuo family finally came back to their senses before he smiled at them.
Seeing that Mr. Yan looked embarrassed, he quickly greeted him.
"Don't worry about it, Mr. Yan. You didn't steal anything from the Zuo family. I don't mind you watching. Who can have an objection? Sit down and have some tea!"
"Thank you, Mr., for allowing me to watch you dance with the sword."
Old Master Yan bowed with a shy face before sitting down in his chair. He quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip to calm himself. In fact, he knew the significance of the Immortal Sword Dance better than the Zuo family.
Although the Yan family shop had long sealed the special sword-forging furnace, Old Man Yan still spent half of his life forging swords, and naturally he had his own insights into swordsmanship.
I can only sigh in my heart: "The magical sword spirit of immortals is hard to find in the mortal world!"
Although the Zuo family members have come back to their senses now, they are still savoring the scenes in the rain just now. They can't remember Ji Yuan's actions at all, but that does not prevent them from feeling the meaning.
After a while, the Zuo family members stood in the hall and, led by Zuo Boran, bowed 90 degrees. Even the two children bowed with the help of their parents.
"The Zuo family will never forget the kindness you have shown us. We are all from the Zuo family of Tianfu, and we are willing to worship you as an immortal forever!"
Zuo Boran's voice was still full of energy, solemn and serious.
Ji Yuan was amused to hear this, but he had no intention of having people build a shrine to worship him.
"Okay, let's forget about this matter for you, but it's not over for me yet. I don't know if the City God of Juntianfu is willing to talk to me!"
Ji Yuan shook his head and smiled. Since he had said it, he naturally had to fulfill his promise.
In fact, it should not be a big deal. After all, the Zuo family has his imperial edicts preserved. After a long time, their souls will be clear and bright, and it will be more difficult for them to become evil. If they accumulate virtue and do more good deeds, there is a high probability that they will become candidates for the City God's underworld servants after their death.
Ji Yuan could pay a polite visit. He didn't even need to meet the City God. He only needed to meet one of the judges and mention his relationship with Zuo. There was a high probability that the City God of Juntianfu would do Ji Yuan a favor.
It's not a matter of principle that we ask them to choose evil people. They are good ghosts too, and with the endorsement of Ji Yuan, a cultivator, why not do them a favor? When it doesn't violate any principle, the underworld can also talk about the relationship.
This is not just some random guess made up by Ji Yuan, but it is clearly written in "The Biography of the Outer Dao". It is also Ji Yuan's experience based on his several encounters with the City God system. Of course, there are definitely some underworld officials or City Gods with bad tempers, and if Ji Yuan runs into them, it will be bad luck.
But Ji Yuan didn't think about this matter for the time being. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the handwriting on the table and said to the Zuo family:
"Well, come and take the decree."
As the head of the family, Zuo Boran stepped forward solemnly, stretched out his hands to the table and wanted to pick up the decree, but before he could do so, Ji Yuan reached out and pressed on it.
"Ji has said before, if the Zuo family just wants to live a stable life, then of course it's fine. Although the law is good, it is not omnipotent. Good fortune and disaster come from nowhere but people themselves. If you really want to step into the martial arts world in the future, it's best to uphold the chivalrous spirit, otherwise the law will run away on its own!"
Ji Yuan's voice was filled with laughter, but no one in the room dared to take these words, which made them feel pressured, as a joke.
"Zuo will obey and will never forget the master's teachings!" "I will never forget the master's teachings!"
After Zuo Boran spoke, the Zuo family members behind him also hurriedly bowed to show their determination.
Ji then moved his hand away, leaving Zuo Boran, who had a sweaty forehead, to take the decree with both hands. A phantom of a chess piece flashed through the sleeve of his right arm, causing Ji Yuan to say in his heart, "Sure enough!"
Watching Zuo Boran carefully returning to the hall with the calligraphy to be admired by the Zuo family members, Ji Yuan suddenly thought of something and looked at Old Man Yan who was stroking his beard.
"Mr. Yan, where is my scabbard?"
"ah?"
Old Master Yan looked at Ji Yuan in confusion, then looked at the Qingteng Sword standing beside the table. He immediately broke out in sweat on his forehead. Making the scabbard is no joke, right
"Hahahaha... Mr. Yan, don't worry. I'll come back to buy it in a few days. A simple scabbard won't take much time to make in the Yan family shop, right?"
"It won't cost much, it won't cost much! I will definitely prepare it to satisfy you, sir!"
Old Master Yan hastened to make the assurance, then lowered his head to think about what styles and what kind of wood to prepare. Anyway, he decided to mobilize the Yan family to make him a dozen or twenty styles of scabbards, and let the immortal choose for himself!
When Mr. Yan looked up and wanted to explain this to Ji Yuan, he found that Mr. Ji who was sitting on the other side had disappeared, leaving only a teacup with tea dried up. The Zuo family members were still admiring the calligraphy curiously, and they were still unaware of anything at this moment.
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Ji Yuan walked away in the rain. This was the first time he walked in the rain using the water-avoiding technique, but he still borrowed an umbrella from the room outside the Yan family shop.
The reason why Ji Yuan was in a hurry to leave was not because he was really in a hurry to see the shrine of the City God of Juntianfu, but because he did not want to miss the beautiful scenery of Juntianfu City.
When they got near the city, Ji Yuan opened his umbrella and walked into the city like an ordinary citizen, walking around and listening to the picture in Jun Tianfu's mind.
After wandering around for half a day, Ji Yuan finally arrived at the Miaosifang of Juntianfu. In most cities, the square where the City God Temple is located is named Miaosifang. It is an important city square for holding temple fairs and sacrificial activities, and Juntianfu is no exception.
He was very confident when he agreed to the Zuo family before, and he thought there was no problem when he thought about it. But when he was really under the nose of the City God, Ji Yuan was still a little nervous.
The City God of a prefecture is usually much more powerful than the City God of a county. Even the subordinate City God Departments may be many in number. For example, a prefecture of the size of Juntian Prefecture is estimated to have twenty-four departments.
Ji Yuan did not come empty-handed. He picked a few shops in the temple and bought a box of cakes and candied fruits, and also got two pots of decent wine before rushing to the City God Temple.
As it was a rainy day, there were not many people in the City God Temple. Several vendors selling incense and candles pushed their stall carts into the temple corridor. When they saw Ji Yuan walking in through the temple gate, some of them immediately started to sell their products enthusiastically.
"Hey, sir, you have to burn some incense sticks when you come to worship the City God. I have some top-quality sandalwood. Three sticks for two cents!"
Fragrance? Don’t dare to buy it!
Ji Yuan shook his head politely and declined, then walked along the temple corridor on one side towards several temple halls in front.
He first arrived at the main hall, and instead of burning incense and praying like other pilgrims, he took out several plates of snacks from the top of the food box, and after a brief explanation to the temple priest, he placed them on the altar and put the pot of wine on top.
Then Ji Yuan simply bowed to the statue of the City God, left the main hall and went to one of the side halls of the City God Temple.
There were many clay statues sitting in this side hall. In front of the statues were signs indicating which department the statue belonged to. However, Ji Yuan did not need to look at the words. He just searched for the statues one by one based on his feeling and finally stopped in front of the clay statue of Judge Wen.
If you ask which chief official in the underworld is the most friendly and easy to talk to, in most cases it is Wenpan.
There are much fewer pilgrims in the side hall, and there is no one at all on a rainy day. It sounds like there are not many people nearby.
Ji Yuan quickly took out the remaining food offerings in the food box one by one and placed them on the small altar in front of the statue. Then he put down two small wine glasses and took out the wine jug to pour two glasses.
After doing all this, Ji Yuan faced the statue of Wen Pan and bowed, then he used his magic power to assist with the lingering sound of the word "Chi" and spoke in a low voice.
"We respectfully invite the Judge of the City God of Juntian Prefecture to appear!"
In the underworld, the civil judge who was reviewing documents suddenly heard bursts of Taoist sounds, which were very clear. However, the military judge and the other little ghost officers next to him were unaware of it. They immediately knew that a master had come to invite them.