Ji Yuan actually didn't dislike women like Lu Qianyan, who were outspoken and straightforward, but there were so many people he didn't dislike or even liked very much. Teaching people magic and making friends with them were very different and were by no means a casual matter.
When Lu Qianyan asked this, not to mention Ji Yuan, any other immortal cultivator would only get the same answer. Perhaps others would leave some room, but Ji Yuan would not. People with this kind of personality are better off being straightforward.
As for those without moral principles, those who are capable basically look down on the female official. Those who only know some crude tricks and regard themselves as wizards in the market cannot impress the female official. If they really fight, they will most likely not be a match for a first-class martial arts master like the female official.
Hearing Ji Yuan's direct refusal, the female official was of course disappointed, but she had been mentally prepared for the rejection. It was not so easy to seek immortality. She just didn't expect that Mr. Ji didn't even say anything and just said that he would not accept disciples.
With the female official's personality, it was impossible for her to keep begging. She hated others being pretentious and was even more uncomfortable with herself being pretentious, so she just clenched her fist and said no more. But now that she saw that there were real immortals and gods in the world, the fire in her heart was not so easy to extinguish.
Only at this moment did Monk Huitong take a step forward.
"Good be to the Great Ming King Buddha. Mr. Ji has done a great favor to our Daliang Temple and is even more of a friend to the Venerable. Daliang Temple has not yet properly entertained Mr. Ji. Would you like to have a vegetarian meal before leaving?"
Ji Yuan looked at Monk Hui Tong's solemn appearance, but he always thought of the time when he was scared when he first met him, and the time when he complained and complained some time ago, so he made a teasing remark.
"I've had enough of vegetarian food lately. I want to eat meat now!"
When Hui Tong was obviously stunned for a moment, Ji Yuan burst into laughter.
“Hahahahahahaha… Masters, please don’t be offended. It’s just a joke. I’m leaving now!”
With a laugh, Ji Yuan leaped lightly, stirred up a breeze from a height of more than ten feet, and flew into the sky in an instant. However, his figure seemed to gradually melt into the wind and soon disappeared and faded.
"Good, Mr. Ji is truly a free and easy immortal!"
Monk Huitong smiled and bowed in the direction where Ji Yuan left. The monks from Daliang Temple, including the abbot, also performed the same ritual.
In fact, Ji Yuan was not joking. Although the vegetarian dishes in Daliang Temple were delicious, when he suddenly mentioned that he wanted to eat some meat, the urge became stronger and stronger.
Many people have encountered this situation. They don’t care what to eat, but suddenly they think of a certain delicacy and can’t stop thinking about it.
Moreover, the natural tribulation injuries on Ji Yuan's body cannot be ignored. Although he can slowly recover with the nourishment of spiritual energy and magic power and cultivation, this kind of injury is not an ordinary injury after all, so he still needs to be treated with caution.
Now, in Ji Yuan’s mind, the most ideal thing is to go to Tongtian River. The old dragon still owes him a lot of ambergris, so it should have some effect.
…
Two days later, there was a thin mist in the early morning on the bank of the Dazhen Tongtian River. Ji Yuan's figure did not fall from the sky, but seemed to walk out of the mist, and appeared on the river bank in the form of mist.
This section of the river is right near the entrance to the Tongtian River Water Palace. At this moment, there are several large ships sailing on the river, but they appear to be moving very slowly due to the thin fog.
Ji Yuan glanced at the river surface and stepped into the water step by step.
Not long after entering the water, Ji Yuan knew that the old dragon must be at home. There was an extremely slight pause in the water flow at the bottom of the nearby waters, with a long interval, which could not be felt without careful experience. In fact, this was caused by the old dragon's breathing in the dragon pool.
As soon as they arrived outside the Water Palace, the patrolling Yakshas found Ji Yuan. Except for one of them who quickly swam into the depths of the Water Palace, the others stood and waited at the restricted entrance of the Water Palace, with their long hair swimming into the floating ribbons in the water.
When Ji Yuan got close, all the Yakshas saluted with their weapons in hand.
"Meet Mr. Ji!"
Ji Yuan returned the greeting lightly, walked a few steps closer on the water waves, looked inside the water palace and asked a question.
"Is your Dragon Lord here?"
A Yaksha commander quickly replied.
"The Dragon King is resting in the Dragon Pond. A Yaksha has gone to inform you of his arrival. Please follow me inside to rest and wait!"
"good!"
Just as Ji Yuan was about to step into the Water Palace, he suddenly thought of something. He approached a Yaksha with a familiar aura nearby and whispered something to him, who then nodded repeatedly.
Then Ji Yuan entered the Water Palace. Under the guidance of the Yaksha Commander, he quickly sat down in the inner hall of the Water Palace. Various foods were placed on the table beside him, including some famous pastries in Dazhen Kyoto.
Ji Yuan ate a few pieces of mung bean cake filled with bubbles and casually asked the Yaksha who was serving him on the side.
"Your Highness Ying and Goddess Jiang are not here?"
If these two were here, they would have come out to see him by now.
"In response to Mr. Ji, Goddess Jiang and His Highness Ying..."
"Humph, the two of them went to Yuexiu Island!"
Before Yaksha could finish his words, Lao Long's voice came from the back hall. Then he pushed aside the waves and slowly slid to Ji Yuan's side, bowing as he approached.
"Mr. Ji, long time no see!"
Ji Yuan put down the mung bean cake in his hand, stood up and returned the gift with a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Ying. You are so relaxed."
The old dragon hummed softly and waved his hand.
"Mr. Ji, please take a seat!"
Of course Ji Yuan knew what Yuexiu Island was. It was the place where the Dragon Girl and Dragon Son found a shelter for the Dragon Mother in the East China Sea. Seeing that the Old Dragon didn't seem to want to talk about it, Ji Yuan didn't mention it either. After sitting down, he got straight to the point.
"Mr. Ying, is the bet we made back then still valid? I'm here to collect the debt!"
"I'm ready!"
Lao Long was also very happy. With a wave of his hand, he produced two wine jugs on the table. One was a thin-mouthed wine jug made of crystal white jade, and the other was an emerald green wine jug.
"Here, two thousand-bucket pots, which are considered two treasures. The white one is prepared by Feng'er for you. He was afraid that he would not be there when you came, so he left it with me. It contains good wine brewed with spiritual energy and fairy grass. There are about twenty buckets, which is also rare. As for the emerald green thousand-bucket pot, it is naturally ambergris, and there are about three buckets."
Ji Yuan's face showed joy when he heard this.
"Three buckets! That's not a small amount, not a small amount!"
The so-called "measurement of wine by the dou" is roughly one dou and four jin. Three dou is a full twelve jin. This is ambergris. Ji Yuan originally thought that having three or four small pots would be enough.
Lao Long glanced at Ji Yuan, who was rarely smiling, and said lightly.
"As long as Mr. Ji likes it."
"Of course I like it. I will gladly accept it!"
Ji Yuan raised his sleeves, and two thousand-dou pots flew into his sleeves by themselves, and then he stood up.
"Now that I have eaten the snacks and taken the wine, I will take my leave!"
"ah?"
Lao Long was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up with his beard puffed and eyes glaring.
"You are such a jerk! Are you really just here to collect a debt? You just took the wine and left in such a hurry that you didn't even have time to play a game of chess?"
Ji Yuan had no psychological burden facing a good friend like Lao Long, even if the other party was a real dragon, even if the other party looked angry at the moment. Hearing this, he deliberately smiled and spread his hands.
"What else can I do? Mr. Ying has a bitter face all the time. I think he doesn't welcome me. It's better for you to stay here alone!"
Lao Long calmed down, shook his head, and pushed twice with his hands behind his back.
"Forget it, whatever you want."
"Well, since you are following me, Mr. Ying, please come with me. Back then, you and I sent Qin Zizhou to Yunshan Temple together. Now that there will be great changes there, I should take you to take a look."
Ji Yuan also stood up, straightened his clothes and invited Lao Long. After all, he could see that the other party was not in a good mood.
"Haha, I knew you had something to say. I'm also feeling bored. Let's go!"
The old dragon then smiled, and after giving a few instructions to the Yakshas around him, he followed Ji Yuan out of the water palace. As soon as they walked out of the water palace's restrictions, after the Yakshas saluted, one of them stood out from the crowd, holding a thin seaweed in his hand.
"Mr. Ji, the fish you asked for!"
The old dragon glanced at the back of the yaksha and found that the algae had entered through the gills of the big fish and exited through their mouths, thus piercing three big silver carps weighing at least 20 to 30 kilograms.
"Not bad!"
Seeing these fish, Ji Yuan felt much better. He still remembered the time when he was fishing in the river and it was this yaksha that caught the fish.
"Hehe, I dare not neglect your instructions, sir. I swam all over the nearby waters and found these suitable fish. Especially according to your requirements, I found those with big heads. For these three fish, half of their weight is on the head."
Yaksha briefly mentioned the process to show his efforts.
Ji Yuan looked at Lao Long and pointed at the Yaksha.
"Look, this is what a capable subordinate is!"
As he spoke, Ji Yuan took the seaweed rope from the flattered Yaksha, and with a flick of his sleeve, he put the rope along with the river water into his sleeve.
Ji Yuan's words also made the old dragon look at the Yaksha twice more. He nodded slightly at him, and then swam away in the river with Ji Yuan, and soon disappeared from the Yakshas' sight.
After Ji Yuan and Lao Long left, the surrounding Yakshas and even the Yaksha leader came over to congratulate this colleague. Being remembered by both Lord Long and Mr. Ji, this colleague has a bright future.
... ...
When he was flying towards Bingzhou on the cloud, Ji Yuan had already taken out the emerald green thousand-bucket pot, poured some ambergris into it and drank it. He also deliberately controlled his body so as not to refine the special spiritual energy in the wine, allowing the power of the wine to flow through his body and spontaneously gather at his left arm and left hand.
A cool feeling arose, slightly suppressing the pain that existed all the time, and made Ji Yuan breathe a sigh of relief. Ambergris did indeed have some effect.
However, the old dragon next to him thought that Ji Yuan's love for wine had reached a new level, and he was so impatient that he wanted to pour himself a glass of wine to taste it even though he was traveling in the sky.