Ji Yuan let out a hearty laugh in the house. The little guys who had been watching outside seemed to understand that the master must have accomplished something, and the slightly tense and quiet atmosphere eased.
“Ohhhh~~~~”
At this time, the big roosters in Tianniufang had begun crowing one after another, and the roosters throughout Ning'an County began crowing at about the same time.
Hearing the crowing of a rooster and knowing that their master was awake and in a good mood, the little brothers immediately became excited.
"Ohhhh~~~" "Wow..."
“Ahahahaha, mine looks like it!” “Mine looks like it!”
“Ooooh…” “Mine looks more like it!”
…
A group of little characters were outside, imitating the crowing of chickens one after another. Any small matter, after their self-fermentation, could become a source of bickering or happiness among them.
"Haha, these little guys are having a good time."
In a sense, these small characters often also conform to the rhythm of the immortal way.
Ji Yuan laughed and stood up from his seat with the Hercules Talisman in his hand.
He walked to the door and opened it with a "creak", then slowly walked into the yard. During this time, a group of young people gathered around him, all their attention was on Ji Yuan's hands.
"Paper man?" "Hercules Talisman!"
"Did the master make this last night?"
"Is this big guy's face red too?" "What else has red skin?"
"Monkey ass!" "Hahahaha..."
…
Ji Yuan ignored the small words around him, threw the Hercules Talisman in his hand forward at the table in the yard, and whispered.
"Where is the Rex?"
Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and a burly general with golden armor, yellow scarf and red face appeared in the yard.
The strong man faced Ji Yuan, clasped his hands together, bowed slowly, and spoke in a voice as deep and loud as a bell.
"Your Majesty."
The strong man looked straight ahead, with a sturdy physique and shining golden armor. He exuded an aura of majesty without being angry. The little characters who were having a lot of fun teasing him subconsciously lowered their voices and quietly surrounded the strong man.
Even though the small words around it were noisy, it still couldn't divert the Li Shi's attention.
After Ji Yuan said "Hmm.", the golden-armored warrior slowly straightened up, with his arms hanging at his sides. His eyes were just slightly looking towards Ji Yuan, and he didn't care about anything else.
Yes, this “arrogant” look is still the same old style.
Ji Yuan couldn't say he was disappointed. Although the golden-armored warrior looked exactly the same as before, he knew that at least this warrior was different.
A group of young men surrounded the golden-armored warrior and watched curiously. Although they were already familiar with the warrior talisman, this was the first time they saw a real golden-armored warrior at such a close distance.
Everyone was commenting and discussing how much strength the wrestler had to have to fall to the ground.
Xiaozi was still not calm, so Ji Yuan had already given orders to the golden-armored warriors. Just a thought and the golden-armored warriors who had been standing solemnly took action.
"Get out of the way, don't get carried away."
Ji Yuan gave a reminder, causing the small characters to fly away.
At this moment, the warrior in golden armor leaned back slightly, his left leg had already taken a bow step, his left arm was blocking in front and his right arm was clenched into a fist and stretched backwards, the yellow scarves in front and behind hung on the ground, and there was a faint, imperceptible special aura wafting from under his feet.
The warrior in golden armor leaned back slightly, and his whole body was like a taut bow. This change affected the atmosphere of the surrounding space, bringing a sense of tension. The group of small characters had already fled and were watching from afar from the trees or behind the pillars in front of the house.
"drink-"
The warrior in golden armor shouted in a deep and rich voice, and at the same moment swung his fist upward at an angle.
The fist brought out a whistling sound that tore through the air, and hit the air diagonally upwards.
"boom… "
The ground shook slightly.
The fist that fell in the air actually made a dull sound like an explosion. Ji Yuan could clearly feel the place where the fist fell. The air flow squeezed and exploded. It might not be visible to ordinary people, but in Ji Yuan's eyes, the air flow seemed to have distinct colors at this moment.
It seemed to be still for a moment, and then the next moment.
"Woo..."
The twisted air currents spread upwards and around with a wild wave of air.
“Clatter… clatter…”
The branches and leaves of the jujube tree swayed violently, dust was flying in the yard, and even the paper ashes on the floor of Ji Yuan's bedroom were all flying, as if a small whirlwind had fallen into the Ju'an Pavilion, stirring up the dust here.
After a long time, the atmosphere finally calmed down, and Ji Yuan's fluttering sleeves also stopped moving again. The warrior in golden armor slowly put away his punching posture and stood quietly beside the table again.
Ji Yuan smoothed back a strand of hair that had been swayed to one side by the strong wind, and looked in the direction where the golden-armored warrior was punching. He could vaguely feel the fluctuation of the air in the air, and there were layers of white mist surrounding in the distant sky, and then gradually dissipated.
"I won only by strength before, but now after a brief test, I can see that my strength is indeed greater, and it also brings a kind of momentum, not bad!"
Ji Yuan's admiration showed that he was quite satisfied with the golden-armored warrior. This kind of power and might was not due to the warrior's big size and fierce appearance, but was integrated into the power techniques he performed, which was much more difficult than pure strength.
Seeing that everything had calmed down, the little characters regained their courage and gathered around again.
"Did the master spend the whole night refining this strongman?" "I think so!"
"This guy almost hit the branches of the jujube tree." "That's right, he was too careless!"
"It hasn't been hit yet!" "But it's very close!"
"Is his whole body red? Is his butt red too?"
"He doesn't seem to be breathing?"
"No, it's also breathing, but it's spiritual energy!" "Yeah, the breathing is so slow!"
"He's really big." "Is his butt really red too?"
"Can 'Qi' stop talking about butts!"
"I'll tell you!" "Don't tell me!" "Just tell me!"
“Waaaaaaaa!” “Aaaaaaa!”
…
The little characters were surrounding the golden-armored warrior and commenting on him noisily, while Ji Yuan was looking at the yellow scarf ribbons, where his feet were standing, and the warrior's mouth and nose.
Just as the small characters said, this strong man was actually breathing, although the frequency was extremely low and the breath was very long, but he was indeed breathing. What he inhaled was the spiritual energy in the Ju'an Pavilion. As for where his feet were standing, there was a faint smell of earth spirit.
This does not mean that the golden-armored warrior has become a living being with intelligence, but it is also a very interesting phenomenon.
In the past, the survival of the strongmen was very dependent on the magic power of Ji Yuan. The consumption was slower when they stepped on the ground, but if they were off the ground, the consumption of magic power was more intense. Naturally, the surrounding spiritual energy and the earth spirit would also be absorbed, but generally speaking, the consumption was greater.
But this warrior is a little different. At present, it is unclear whether it will affect the other abilities of the golden armor warrior, but in terms of sustained ability alone, it should be much stronger than before.
"Okay, then you can stand in the courtyard tonight. In terms of spiritual essence, Ju'an Pavilion is pretty good."
Ji Yuan said this to the golden-armored warrior, then stretched his limbs, covered his face with his right hand, squinted his eyes and yawned.
"Oh...it's almost dawn. I'm going to take a rest and be quiet."
After these words were spoken, all the younger students immediately fell silent upon hearing that the master had given instructions personally.
Ji Yuan walked towards the bedroom, waved his sleeves at the door, swept all the paper ashes inside out the door into the kitchen ash pit, then stepped into the room, took a look at the quiet little characters, and closed the door.
Not long after, Ji Yuan, who was sitting at the head of the bed, did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he glanced sideways toward the window, and his pair of Dharma eyes opened as if he could see through the wall.
The group of small characters outside began to divide into several camps and combined with each other to "deploy troops and formations". It was not just as simple as combining a few characters. The flow between each character and the change of meaning were very worthy of consideration.
Perhaps the small characters themselves do not realize that there is anything special about them, but for Ji Yuan it is an interesting observation. He has never looked down on these small characters.
Before they started repairing the Hercules Talisman, they had shown each other those small characters, and Accountant Yuan had actually taken some notice of it, and now he was paying more attention to it.
It has to be said that these little characters can communicate freely. They keep exploring while playing, and use a variety of words with different meanings or similar but different words, with some basic combinations, to form a variety of "variations".
After observing for a while, when another round of roosters crowed, he finally felt a little sleepy. He took out the jade hairpin on his head and put it aside, letting his hair fall down, and then Ji Yuan fell asleep.
I closed my eyes, but didn't fall asleep immediately. The scenes of the past few days flashed before my eyes.
When I first entered the city, in front of the Sunji noodle stall, in Tianniufang Shuangjingpu and the old man I met later, the changes in the government, the old Zhu Yanxu, a thick stack of letters, the middle-aged doctor in Jirentang...
And now it’s almost the end of the year.
"There are no years in the mountains, and the years are unknown when the cold ends... Some things cannot be changed by human will. When cultivating immortals, you will lose your sensitivity to time without realizing it. Many years have passed in the blink of an eye. I must go see Master Yin!"
Ji Yuan said this with his eyes closed and he was a little sentimental. He wanted to see Yin Zhaoxian, not because the Yin family was an important member of the Dazhen human situation, but simply because he missed his friend.
Ji Yuan had never thought of pulling the Yin family into the path of immortality. It was not that it was impossible, but that it was not suitable. Everyone has his own destiny, and not everyone is suitable to become an immortal.
It is true that Ji Yuan now has the ability to enable many people, even extremely mediocre people, to enter the path of immortality, but he can often easily see through the nature and obsession of ordinary people. Some people will enter the path of immortality, but the final outcome may not be as comfortable as a peaceful life of old age, not to mention that some people have a certain sense of mission in their field of expertise.
I thought that I hadn’t seen the Yin family for many years, and I didn’t know whether Yin Qing had married and had children, or how tall the second child of the Yin family was.
Without making any calculations, Ji Yuan fell asleep with the same warm concern as that between ordinary friends and relatives.