Ji Yuan added everything he could think of, and finally looked at Taoist Qingsong.
"How is it, Taoist priest, are you sure?"
Taoist Qingsong looked around at Qin Zizhou and Ji Yuan with a determined expression on his face.
"Try it!"
At this point, Taoist Qingsong suddenly realized something and asked Ji Yuan in time.
"Mr. Ji, will this calculation be okay? I am just an ordinary person. Even you need help, I..."
"Haha... It seems that Taoist Qingsong still cherishes his life."
Ji Yuan smiled and continued.
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem. Even if you really calculate some immortals and masters, it will be fine. It's just a matter of whether you can calculate it or not. It doesn't mean that there will be trouble as soon as you calculate it. Of course, if you calculate something involving special heavenly secrets and you blurt it out, or there is simply a great master deliberately targeting you, then it is easy to cause trouble. There is no problem with today's matter."
“Ohhhh.”
Qi Xuan nodded suddenly, then asked carefully.
"Mr. Ji, you have no idea about this?"
Ji Yuan nodded. Yunshan Temple was the most comfortable place for him to stay besides Ning'an County. Everyone present was someone he could fully trust, and of course he had no psychological burden.
"Even I am not omnipotent. As the saying goes, everyone has his or her own specialty. When it comes to divination and the art of fortune-telling, you, Taoist Qingsong, are very capable. You are more capable than me, Ji Yuan, and also more capable than many so-called immortals and gods."
Qin Zizhou also smiled and praised him.
"Master Qi should be very proud of Mr. Deji's praise!"
The two masters praised him so much that the already elderly Taoist Qingsong felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head.
"Then, shall I tell you the fortune?"
"Master, please!"
After Taoist Qingsong nodded, he began to adjust his state. He flipped his hands up and down, and then gently waved them in front and behind his body a few times. This action itself did not have any special power, but it was a sense of ritual on the psychological level.
Taoist Qingsong then calmed down his mind, staring at the scroll of "Sword Intent Letter", gently sweeping its edges.
Qi Xuan himself didn't understand any mysterious magic, but Ji Yuan could see that he was "measuring", taking into account the thickness, length, width, and even the wooden strips of the paper scroll, as if he was looking at the feng shui layout of a house.
"The room is half a foot wide and two feet long, with wood on the side... The owner of the household was born on the 9th day of the first lunar month in the year of Guiwei at the first quarter of the hour of Shen..."
Taoist Qingsong muttered to himself while using his hands to calculate and record the previous information with the help of his knuckles, and guided the divination in this conditioned reflex way.
During this process, Qin Zizhou and Ji Yuan did not make any sound so as not to disturb Taoist Qingsong from fortune-telling. Ji Yuan's eyes were wide open, staring closely at Qi Xuan's current condition, not missing even the slightest change.
From the qi to the expression, the changes in Taoist Qingsong's thoughts are reflected in the progress of the hexagrams, and will also cause changes in the qi in his body.
After a long time, Taoist Qingsong's aura suddenly underwent a more obvious change. The human temper or Taoist Qingsong's entire aura began to tend towards brighter colors. It was estimated that the result would be out soon.
Sure enough, Taoist Qingsong whispered some of the things he had calculated.
"There are many households, they choose to live near water, they like sandalwood and ink but not strong light, and they live in a foreign land in early September of the Jiawu year... This seems too far away... Mr. Ji, did I calculate it wrong?"
Normally, Taoist Qingsong is very confident in the divinations he makes, but this matter is special and the object is not a human or even a normal living creature, so he dare not make any guarantees.
Ji Yuan waved his hand immediately.
"You should be right. Keep calculating. Don't be afraid. Just have a rough direction or range. It will be easier for me to find you if you are closer."
"good."
Taoist Qingsong continued to calculate with peace of mind, and finally calculated that it was tens of thousands of miles away in the north-west direction. Qi Xuan had also traveled a lot of Dazhen's land with Qi Wen, and knew that this place was definitely out of Dazhen's borders. As for where exactly it was, he had no idea.
However, Ji Yuan was very satisfied with the results calculated by Taoist Qingsong. Qi Xuan not only gave the general direction and distance, but also described some possible characteristics of the environment where those "words" were located, such as the possible existence of pools and rivers, growing trees, and some man-made environments around them.
If an ordinary person knew this information, he would still be at a loss. But Ji Yuan knew this. After combining it with the sword intention post to the right distance and calculating a few times himself, he could find those "words" accurately with a high chance of success.
After Taoist Qingsong finished telling everyone what he had calculated, he felt that he was not feeling unwell, but he was still not sure whether his calculations were correct. After all, in his opinion, he was calculating some mysterious things, so there must be some reaction. He usually got beaten from time to time when he calculated fortunes for people, but this time, there was nothing wrong and he was a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Ji Yuan didn't know what Taoist Qingsong was thinking. If he knew, his impression of Qi Xuan might be not only that of a "fortune-seeking maniac", but also that of a "masochist".
Ji Yuan concentrated and went over the contents of Qi Xuan's calculation. He became more certain about Qi Xuan's calculation, and even a vague picture appeared in his mind.
After coming back to his senses, Ji Yuan stood up and bowed solemnly to Taoist Qingsong to express his gratitude.
"Thank you Taoist Qingsong for your help. I made the right decision to come to Yunshan Monastery!"
Taoist Qingsong quickly stood up and returned the greeting.
"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. If you have any problem, just say a word and I will definitely help you with all my strength. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be as strong as a middle-aged man at the age of 50!"
Hearing Qi Xuan say this, Ji Yuan was a little dazed. Looking at Qi Xuan with black hair and a strong body, his appearance did not show that he was already in his fifties or almost sixty years old.
"Master, Mr. Ji, Grandpa Qin, I'm back!"
At this time, Qi Wen also came back briskly with a backpack full of fresh ingredients bought from the village at the foot of the mountain. Not only was he happy that Mr. Ji came, but he could also have a good meal.
"Come on, come on, Mr. Ji rarely comes here, so I will show off my cooking skills again today. Qi Wen, get some firewood and start a fire!"
"okay!"
The master and disciple from Yunshan Temple went to the kitchen of the Taoist temple one after another with great enthusiasm. Looking at their enthusiasm, one could not tell that they were actually a pair of master over fifty and disciple over thirty.
Ji Yuan stood in front of the main hall of the Taoist temple, calmly watching the master and disciple busy in the kitchen. Qin Zizhou beside him had also stood up.
"Qi Wen doesn't plan to get married?"
Qin Zizhou stroked his long beard and said.
"Although it is not that Taoist priests of Yunshan Temple cannot marry, Taoist Master Qingyuan is devoted to Taoism and has no intention of getting married, at least that's what Qin thinks."
Ji Yuan turned to look at Qin Zizhou, then looked at the Taoist star flag in the hall at the back.
"Mr. Qin, how about the Xingqiyun Mountain Temple?"
Qin Zizhou seemed to have been waiting for Ji Yuan to say this incoherent sentence, and just nodded at Ji Yuan.
Ji Yuan understood, so he solemnly brushed his sleeves, bowed, and Qin Zizhou also performed the same etiquette at almost the same time. In the kitchen over there, Qi Wen lit the stove and looked towards the main hall.
It happened that Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou were standing in front of the door of the main hall of the temple, one on the right and the other on the left, bowing to each other, and then they entered and saw the huge star banner in the main hall of Yunshan Temple.
"What are you looking at? The stove fire is about to go out!"
Taoist Qingsong scolded Qi Wen and brought him back to his senses.
"Ohhhh, burn it now, burn it now!"
Qi Wen quickly threw a knot of hay into the stove, started a good fire, and then put some chopped firewood in.
When the fire started and I looked towards the main hall, I saw Mr. Ji and Grandpa Qin sitting on their stools basking in the sun.
It’s strange, in Qi Wen’s opinion, Grandpa Qin obviously looks very old, but Mr. Ji sitting next to him does not feel like a “young man” or a junior at all.
Ji Yuan and Qin Zizhou, like two old men sitting together on a small stool basking in the sun, chatted idly about things that might affect the future of Yunshan Temple and the Taoist priests Qi Wen and Qi Xuan.
"But it's still a little thin. With just the two Taoist priests Qingsong and Qingyuan, plus me, there are less than the number of people on one palm..."
Qin Zizhou had just said this when Ji Yuan was already looking at the courtyard wall next to the Taoist temple's kitchen in the distance with a smile.
"Isn't this just one palm's worth?"
Qin Zizhou was stunned and looked in the direction of Ji Yuan's gaze. He found that on the distant courtyard wall, two gray minks were peeking towards the kitchen, obviously tempted by the fragrant seasonings in the kitchen.
"Haha, OK, one palm count, wonderful!"
Ji Yuan smiled, stood up again, and when he raised his hand, a wolf-hair brush flew out from his sleeve and landed in his palm.
Lifting your head, you will see the star-studded banner with a black background and silver and gold spots.
"I wanted to wait a little longer, but ordinary people have a limited lifespan, and Qi Xuan is not young anymore. In this case, I will not be stingy!"
Ji Yuan stepped into the main hall of Yunshan Temple, and Qin Zizhou followed behind him. He saw Ji Yuan's hand holding the pen slightly waving left and right, and the tip of the pen was covered with a layer of dark yellow fluorescence.
"This star flag is somewhat special in itself, and coupled with the years of cultivation by Lord Qin, it can be considered a start. As the saying goes, the finishing touch is the dragon, so I will draw the flag and add the stars."
As he spoke, Ji Yuan slowly floated up into the air, his figure hovering in front of the Star Banner. With the first stroke, the entire Star Banner, which was originally a little wrinkled, seemed to turn into a flat iron plate.
The next moment, the wolf-hair brush moved and quickly wrote on the star flag.
Brush, brush, brush…
Rays of golden and silver light flashed in front of the star flag, attracting the master and disciple Qi Xuan and Qi Wen, who were busy in the kitchen, to come out and look, and also making the two minks on the courtyard wall stare at it intently.