Because the power of the sun's sunlight is too strong during the day, the most convenient time to harmonize yin and yang is still at night, and it has to be around the same time as the baptism of Taoist Qingsong that day.
So by the time everything was done, several days had passed.
One night in early November, Ji Yuan put down the pen in his hand from a floating edict, but Qin Zizhou had not yet made any move, and the stars in the sky were still falling like rain.
The old dragon on the side had also stopped and stood beside Ji Yuan, looking at the Chinese characters flashing in the water ripples in a range of about ten feet in front of him, and a large amount of starlight gathered, as bright as a galaxy. The falling starlight seemed to be expanding this water galaxy, but in fact the spatial range did not increase, it was just an illusion in the state of mind.
"Mr. Ji, you said that this is essentially the water-based spirit-gathering river formation you took from me, with only a few minor changes. I see that the extent of this minor change is quite significant!"
The old dragon watched Qin Zizhou seem to be blending into the starlight, constantly strengthening the starlight in the "Spirit River" and gradually covering up the imperial edicts and spells that were originally shining brighter. He couldn't help but sigh and raise this question.
"In fact, the extent of the change is really not that big. Although Mr. Ying's original water-based spirit gathering array looks simple, it has a wonderful structure. I just tried to expand the world in the spirit river by using the magic of heaven and earth, and integrated the power of the stars. Water is the source of life, and it can also reflect images, so it is the most suitable."
Ji Yuan's words were simple and Lao Long agreed with this statement, but the key lies in the change of mindset and the mastery of the wonderful laws of heaven and earth. This is already considered to be cooperating with the Yunshan Star Viewing Banner and the magic book to jointly transform the spiritual energy and star power of this area, which is not something that can be done easily.
It won't be noticeable in one or two years, and it may not be that big of a change in ten or dozens of years. But after a hundred or several hundred years, the spiritual environment of the entire Yunshan Mountain and its surroundings will be very different. However, due to the resonance of the stars, it is difficult to feel the difference unless you have special perception or have practiced the mystical laws of heaven and earth.
"Haha, although it is gentle and slow, it is also more effective and long-lasting. Mr. Ji made it sound so easy to describe a method that can change the world!"
The old dragon exclaimed in admiration, watching Qin Zizhou leaving the spiritual river area and walking towards him step by step.
However, Ji Yuan felt unworthy of Lao Long's praise or even unworthy of it.
"Mr. Ying, please stop saying that. Even if it is the original water-based spirit gathering formation, if it can be maintained for hundreds of years, it will be enough to form a real long-term spirit river. Isn't it also a holy place?"
Lao Long retorted.
"There are many spiritual holy places like this in the world, so there is no comparison. But galaxies are rare. Who knows, maybe this will be the only one after this place is completed in the future."
"Look, it's because it's rare!"
"Alright, alright, the two of you stop arguing about these issues. They are all means to change the world!"
Qin Zizhou hurried over to smooth things over.
After a while, the spiritual river gradually disappeared and turned into a thin night mist that spread into the surroundings. It would turn into mist from time to time. Anyway, the best thing about Yunshan is the clouds and mist, so no one would pay too much attention to it.
Taoist Qingsong and Taoist Qingyuan, the master and his disciple, were still fantasizing about what the gate of Yunshan Temple would be like and whether there would be some blessed land or cave in the future. Little did they know that the three big guys had already made plans.
Not to mention the paradise on earth, even the blessed and sacred places, none of them were built overnight. It takes the accumulated efforts of generations of immortal palaces and holy gates to have today. Although the environment for cultivation is only one part of the effort, it can also explain something.
After doing all this, the matter of Yunshan Temple is truly over.
When they returned to Yunshan Temple, it was late at night and Qi Xuan and Qi Wen were sleeping soundly, so the three of them did not wake them up. Qin Zizhou continued to stay in the temple to practice, while Ji Yuan and Lao Long said goodbye and left. Ji Yuan and Lao Long ascended to heaven on a cloud as Qin Zizhou stood in the main hall of the Taoist temple and bowed respectfully.
Not long after, Ji Yuan and Lao Long stopped briefly in the sky high outside Yunshan Mountain, and the latter asked Ji Yuan a question.
"Mr. Ji, what are your plans for the future? Do you plan to return to your home in Jizhou to stay for a while, or do you plan to come visit me?"
Ji Yuan originally wanted to mention the matter of Yuexiu Island, but considering that it was someone else's family matter after all, and he was very familiar with Lao Long's temperament and knew that he was not an irrational person, he did not mention it, but told the truth about his future plans.
"Ji may return to Ju'an Pavilion to live for a while, but I have to visit Yu Huaishan. Then we may go to Hengzhou in the northern border together. If the time is right, I will also visit old friends."
Lao Long looked a little confused.
"The North? Why go there?"
"Mr. Ying, have you heard of the Jiufeng Mountain Immortal Tour Conference?"
Lao Long thought about it.
"Oh, this sixty years is spent in Jiufeng Mountain."
"Great, are you interested in joining in the fun?"
The old dragon grinned.
"Hehe, I'm a demon, why would I feel uncomfortable going to the Xianyou Conference? Forget it, if you want to go, go ahead. I have my own things to do."
Ji Yuan became serious for a moment.
"Is it what happened after the last time with the flower dragon?"
"That's part of the story, but the demon race is too complicated, and it's related to Black Wasteland, so it depends on the reptile that you and I deliberately let go."
Having said that, Lao Long bowed to Ji Yuan.
"In that case, we will say goodbye now. This trip to Yunshan has opened my eyes and made me feel relaxed. I will come to visit you again another day!"
Ji Yuan also returned the greeting.
"Or I can go to Tongtian River another day!"
"Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
The old dragon took a step ahead and transformed into a dragon-shaped shadow, rolling away in the wind and clouds. Ji Yuan stood on the cloud for a while, then turned around and left in the direction of Jizhou.
While traveling in the sky, Ji Yuan's mind was also observing the chess pieces and stars in the sky in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers. Some of these stars were virtual and some were real, some were bright and some were dim. Among them, the two representing Yunshan Temple were the most dazzling.
These two chess pieces do not refer to Qi Xuan and Qi Wen, but Qin Zizhou, and the remaining Yunshanguan Daomai counts as one.
The situation where more than one individual was a chess piece had occurred before. That time it was against the descendants of the Zuo family, and this time it was Yunshan Temple.
Ji Yuan's thoughts flowed for a while, calculating what he knew and gained now, and before he knew it, he had returned to Jizhou and outside Ning'an County, and it was already noon.
He descended from the clouds and landed a few miles outside the county. He slowly walked back to Ning'an County. He thought that there were quite a few people in Ning'an County who knew him. After not seeing him for such a long time, it would be better not to show up suddenly.
However, the facts proved that Ji Yuan was worrying too much. It had been almost ten years since he last left Ning'an County. These ten years were not too long for a cultivator, but for the people living in Ning'an County, ten years were enough time for many things to happen.
It was already cold in November, and the north wind was whistling gently, making Ji Yuan's hair flutter and his clothes tremble. He was walking alone on a road a few miles outside Ning'an County, and he could still feel the still peaceful atmosphere here.
There was the sound of a wheel axle behind me, and a farmer in a cotton-padded jacket drove up on a simple ox-drawn cart with a roof. Seeing the man in thin clothes hurrying on the road, he shouted.
"Sir, are you going to Ning'an County? It's hard to walk in this cold weather. Would you like me to give you a ride?"
"Du... Hoho..."
The farmer asked as he yelled at the cow to slow down.
Ji Yuan looked back at the other person and vaguely saw that the cart was also windy on all sides. However, he did not dislike it, but wanted to walk by himself.
"Thank you for your kindness, brother. I want to go for a walk by myself."
"Oh, can I go now?"
Ji Yuan smiled and bowed, but did not try to keep him.
The farmer looked at the man, who was gentle and had no signs of cold on his face. He seemed to be not forcing himself. He whipped the cow's butt twice with the whip and continued driving forward.
About a quarter of an hour later, Ji Yuan arrived at Ning'an County and walked all the way from the city gate to Tianniufang. On the way, he was prepared to be recognized and greeted by people, but unfortunately no one had recognized him or acknowledged him so far.
The hawking and talking on the street, as well as the shouting of soliciting customers in the shops were endless. Many people looked at Ji Yuan, but these voices and glances were not directed at a local. Or some people originally knew him, but hadn't seen him for so many years that even relatives would have a vague memory of him, let alone Ji Yuan.
When he walked outside Tianniufang, Ji Yuan saw the sign of Sun Ji Noodle Stall and couldn't help but cheer up. In his blurry vision, the stall was still there and the fragrance was still the same.
Ji Yuan quickened his pace and soon arrived in front of the stall. There were already several diners eating noodles there, so he asked as soon as he arrived.
"Does the store still have braised noodles?"
Sun Fu, a man with gray hair, was arranging the dishes. When he heard the voice, he looked up and saw that it was an elegant gentleman, so he quickly replied.
"Yes, yes, yes. We have braised noodles and mutton offal."
Ji Yuan smiled and sat down in his usual seat.
"Okay, give me a bowl of braised noodles and a bowl of miscellaneous vegetables."
"Okay, do it right away!"
Ji Yuan let out a light breath and looked at the diners next to him. Someone was also looking at him, and when they saw him looking at them, they subconsciously immediately buried their heads in eating noodles.
In addition to looking at the elegant Mr. Ji himself, these diners also mainly looked at the crystal clear black jade hairpin on his head. Even those who didn't know the value of it knew that it was worth a lot of money.
There was a little girl about seven or eight years old next to the noodle stall. She was holding a dead branch and swinging it back and forth to play. When she saw Ji Yuan coming over, the little girl immediately stopped swinging the branch and pretended to be quiet.
"What's your name, little girl?"
Sun Fu looked at the little girl and smiled at Ji Yuan.
"Sir, her name is Sun Yaya, and she is my granddaughter."
"Oh, it's your granddaughter..."
Ji Yuan frowned slightly, shook his sleeves, and calculated with his right hand hidden in his sleeves. He knew that Old Man Sun had passed away long ago. Lu Shanjun knew this at the time, but he did not mention it in front of Ji Yuan.
"Why… "
"Sir, your noodles and offal are ready!"
Sun Fu brought a tray to Ji Yuan and served the food. Seeing Ji Yuan sigh, he asked a question.
"Sir, you are from another place, right? Why are you sighing?"
Ji Yuan thanked him and replied.
"Nothing, I just thought of an old friend."
After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating. The noodles and offal tasted almost exactly the same as what Old Man Sun had made back then.
I still remember that when Sun Fu just took over the noodle stall from his father, the taste of the noodles he made was not so good. Now he has mastered the true skills.
“Yes, it still tastes the same!”
Sun Fu had just said "Oh" and was about to turn around, but Ji Yuan's words caught his attention again.
"Um, has this gentleman ever eaten the noodles I made before?"
Sun Fu looked at Ji Yuan carefully now. He thought he was a man in his thirties, but after a closer look, he suddenly couldn't tell his age. He had an elegant appearance and a feeling of an elderly person. It was difficult to describe his age.
"Haha, I have. I've also eaten the food your father cooked."
Ji Yuan replied and continued to eat noodles with relish, while Sun Fu frowned and was deep in thought, looking at Ji Yuan from time to time.
I went back to the cart and was still puzzled. Then I accidentally saw a wooden sign hanging on the wooden door of the cart. There were words engraved in ink on it, which read "Keep a copy".
In an instant, Sun Fu suddenly realized something and looked up at Ji Yuan. He blurted out in disbelief:
"You, you are Mr. Ji!?"