To put it bluntly, the Wei family was not very surprised. Instead, they suspected that Ji Yuan was deceiving them.
If it was really a lie, Wei Xuan and Wei Ming were not sure whether it was related to Yan Fei, so even if they had some doubts, they tried to speak gently.
"Uh, Mr. Ji, are you sure the book is about a biography called "Dreaming in the Clouds"? My Wei family has passed it down from generation to generation. The older generation said that it is a great martial arts secret book, and it is the famous book of my Wei ancestor..."
Ji Yuan smiled and looked at Wei Xuan and said.
"It seems that what your family has passed down is wrong. This book is not a martial arts secret book, and the author's surname is not Wei, but Zhong Pingxiu, who seems to be a Taoist priest from overseas."
"Ah? Not last name Wei?"
Not only the Wei family members nearby, but also Yan Fei and Niu Batian were stunned for a moment.
Wei Xuan frowned and looked at Ji Yuan, afraid that he would say that he happened to know about Zhong Pingxiu's descendants.
"Please don't be anxious. Although I am interested in your wordless heavenly book, I won't lie to you. If the Wei family allows, I will sit in this hall and read it."
After all, they are guests coming from afar. Although the Wei family members have doubts in their hearts, they do not show it on their faces. Wei Xuan smiled heartily.
"Sir, what you said is not true. For many years, no one has been able to read the handwriting on the book. Today, we, the Wei family, are so happy to know that you can read it. Please read it slowly in the hall. However, we, the Wei family, also have an unwelcome request..."
Yan Fei frowned and looked at the Wei family, especially the Wei family's teachers Wei Xuan and Wei Ming. It was obvious that these two people did not quite believe Mr. Ji. Niu Batian just smiled sarcastically and did not say anything, but he was also very interested in "Dream in the Clouds".
Before Wei Xuan could finish the rest of his words, Ji Yuan had already guessed what he meant. However, if he said it out loud, the Wei family might become suspicious again, so he waited patiently.
"I just hope that after you finish reading it, you can repeat the contents of the heavenly book to us, so that we can know what is written in the heavenly book at home."
"Well, that's fine, but it's hard to remember everything if I repeat it again. Should I write it down for you?"
"This is naturally the best!"
The Wei family naturally agreed with Ji Yuan's proposal.
"Go and get the teacher some writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone..."
After Wei Xuan gave instructions to his servants, he turned around and spoke respectfully to Ji Yuan.
"Sir, please sit down and read slowly. If you copy the treasure book left by our ancestors for our Wei family today, our Wei family will be grateful!"
Wei Xuan didn't show any courtesy in his words, but only he knew how respectful he was. Moreover, Ji Yuan clearly said that it was Zhong Pingxiu who wrote the book, but he still said that it was left by the ancestor of the Wei family, but he didn't directly say that it was written by the ancestor.
Ji Yuan didn't say anything. He nodded, then sat down in his seat with the book and began to read carefully. Yan Fei and the others had nothing to say for a while.
A moment later, the servant came up with a tray on which were prepared the four treasures of the study and a thick stack of rice paper.
Without even raising his head, Ji Yuan stretched out his hand and knocked on the coffee table, indicating that the four treasures of the study should be placed there.
Yan Fei took the tray from the Wei family servant and helped to arrange the four treasures of the study, stack the rice paper, and personally grind ink for Ji Yuan. This attitude was indeed like treating an important elder.
Ji Yuan didn't even raise his head. He put the book of heavenly sutras in his hand on the table. While flipping through it, he reached out to take a pen, dipped it in ink on the inkstone naturally, and then started writing directly on the rice paper pressed by the paperweight.
The characters are very small but very exquisite. They are as good as big ones, and they are both magical and skillful. Just by writing the first few characters, the Wei family knew that Mr. Ji, who wrote these characters, was definitely a master of calligraphy.
There is a saying that judging a person by his calligraphy is like judging him. Being able to write such wonderful calligraphy subconsciously raised Ji Yuan's status in the hearts of the Wei family members.
"Ride the breeze and clouds, walk across thousands of mountains and rivers, see hundreds of rivers and streams, travel around the towering peaks, carry the starlight, and enjoy the scenery of the four seasons..."
As Ji Yuan wrote, everyone's attention began to gradually focus on what he wrote. This was just pure words without the true meaning contained in the Heavenly Book. But even so, a feeling of being free and easy still arose in everyone's hearts.
"Looking up at the wonderful Tianhe River, exploring the dark and mysterious underworld, this is the realm that we immortal cultivators yearn for..."
Ji Yuan continued to write, and the readers gradually realized that the protagonist in the content seemed to be an immortal.
Yan Fei and Niu Batian were naturally not surprised. After all, this wordless heavenly book was not an ordinary book. The people of the Wei family looked at each other, but soon turned their attention back to the paper.
Ji Yuan didn't care about other people's thoughts at all. He originally thought that "Dream of Traveling in the Clouds" was just an ordinary personal travelogue. Although it was written by a cultivator, it was essentially no different from an ordinary biography except that it was more realistic.
But at this moment, as he read, Ji Yuan's mind seemed to be wandering between heaven and earth along with the records in the Tianlu Book. The freedom and ease seemed to come from the attraction of the book, and there was a mysterious power making his mind wander.
Almost involuntarily, the consciousness evolved the beautiful world of "Dream of Wandering in the Clouds" in the body and mind. Riding the breeze and stepping on the white clouds, I wandered in a dream between heaven and earth.
At this moment, the body and consciousness seemed to be divided into two individuals, one was flipping through books and writing with inspiration, while the other was intoxicated and dreamy, wandering in the mystery of the artistic conception.
"Yan, Brother Yan... look around..."
Niu Batian suddenly rubbed Yan Fei's arm and spoke in a low voice, causing the latter to move his eyes away from the paper. When he looked around, his body froze.
The people of the Wei family also heard what Niu Batian said. They looked up and around. The next moment, everyone opened their mouths wide and were speechless.
Although I was still in the main living room, there seemed to be a thin layer of mist.
Through the mist, you can see that the surroundings have turned into another vast world. There are no walls or carved railings here, and there is no rubble blocking the sky above. The beauty of heaven and earth is in full view.
"Boom..."
Thunder could be faintly heard in the sky, and even Yan Fei and Niu Batian couldn't help but raise their hands and bow, not to mention the people from the Wei family.
“Hua La La…”
The tide rises in the blue sea, and water splashes everywhere between the waves.
Everyone seemed to be riding on a small boat. The scenery around them moved quickly and the time around them was unpredictable. There was heavy snow, green leaves and red flowers, shining stars and lightning and thunder.
"Alas, I got up and looked around, my joy was in vain, it was just a dream!"
As Ji Yuan made his final stroke, all the strange visions around him disappeared in an instant, and he, along with Yan Fei and the others, "woke up".
"Good book, good book! Although this book is not a mysterious immortal method, it is still a treasure! Among all the books of heavenly talismans that I have seen in my life, this book is the best!"
Ji Yuan was feeling both excited and deeply moved. He couldn't help but stand up and walk back and forth a few steps, looking at the book "Dream in the Clouds" from time to time.
Ji Yuan couldn't help but praise him, and of course everyone heard it clearly. Yan Fei and Niu Batian were shocked by Mr. Ji's high evaluation, especially the latter.
Lao Niu knew very well who Mr. Ji was. He was a highly skilled immortal cultivator who could drink and chat with real dragons and give guidance to all living beings in the world.
It must be a rare thing for a Heavenly Book to receive such a good evaluation from Ji Yuan, right
Ji Yuan feels very good now. The carefree and free feeling in "Dream of Wandering in the Clouds" is just like another version of "Xiao Yao You", except that Ji Yuan tells "Xiao Yao You" by showing the principles in it through his own means, and this book of heavenly sutras makes Ji Yuan truly feel the spirit and intention of the author of the book, and he has received a huge impact on his state of mind and perception.
"The person who wrote this book must be at least a true immortal!"
Ji Yuan was extremely certain at this time that Zhong Pingxiu was definitely a master of the True Immortal level, and maybe even higher, otherwise he would never have been able to write the essence of the book.
A faint thunder sounded, not coming from outside the house, but from Ji Yuan's body.
"Boom... Boom..."
As everyone was astonished, Ji Yuan gently waved his hand and pressed on his body to temporarily suppress the thunder. When the thunder started, he could not care about much else and turned to look at Wei.
"Can you give me this 'Dream in the Clouds'? Or, can you lend it to me for a while? I will definitely reward you handsomely when I return it!"
"this… "
The people of the Wei family were a little hesitant. This book left by the ancestor was obviously very magical. Just now, when Mr. Ji was reading the book, strange images flew out of the book. It must be a fairy book. How could the Wei family feel at ease lending this book to others
Although Mr. Ji is definitely not an ordinary person since he can see the words in the book, doesn’t this extraordinary person also care so much about this book
"Sir, this is a treasure that has been passed down from our ancestors. Although we have always generously let our fellow martial artists view it, we have never lent it out, and outsiders have never made such requests. Sir, please help us copy the words in the book, and we are naturally grateful, but please don't make it difficult for us..."
Ji Yuan felt a little annoyed, which was rare. Although he was immersed in the book just now, it didn't mean that he didn't know what was happening outside. Even after all this, Wei still didn't believe him. It was obvious that she was too narrow-minded.
Although Ji Yuan's expression was stern, he didn't say anything. He just looked at the Wei family for a while.
"Yes, it is indeed a family heirloom of the Wei family. I will not bother you any more."
Before he could finish his words, clouds and mist rose from under Ji Yuan's feet. A gust of wind blew over him, and in an instant he was flying into the sky.
He did want to read "Dream in the Clouds" a few more times, but the most important thing was the first time of this journey. It would be nice to have the icing on the cake, but without it, it would be nothing.
Niu Batian and Yan Fei only realized what was happening at this moment, and hurriedly ran out of the door and shouted to the sky.
"Mr. Ji~~~Where are you going?"
"When one's heart is enlightened, one will comprehend the mysteries of the earth. Our journey together ends here. We will see you again if we are lucky enough!"
When Ji Yuan's voice came, his figure had already stepped on the clouds and disappeared into the sky. Niu Batian wanted to chase him, but when he heard Ji Yuan's words, he stopped and could only look at the Wei family with hatred.
"Why!"