The little paper crane didn't learn much other skills, but he did learn a good escape technique from the Qingteng Sword. When the distance is not too far, the speed of the little paper crane is definitely not as fast as the magic sword, but it is also pretty good. To put it bluntly, Beiling County is on the edge of the Qingtian Mountains and is at the doorstep of Jiufeng Mountain.
Although it was not yet dawn, it was not far from daybreak. When Ji Yuan was preparing to take Jin Xiu and A Ze to find a place to have breakfast in Beiling County, the little paper crane had already broken through the fog and saw the Nine Peaks of the Sky.
Because of the token hanging on it, the restrictions and formations of Jiufeng Mountain had little effect on the little paper crane. Even if some eyes glanced at it, they would only stare at it for a while and then look away, because most of the masters on Jiufeng Mountain knew that Ji Yuan had a magical little crane made of paper.
A moment later, the little paper crane carried the token straight up to Tiandao Peak.
Zhao Yu was in a bright attic hall with windows on all sides in Tiandao Peak. Sitting around him were monks from the Jiufeng Mountain Sutra Library. They were summarizing the compilation of some Taoist scriptures for this Xianyou Conference. After completion, they would have to send some of the classics in volumes to various immortal palaces and sects.
At this moment, Zhao Yu sensed the approach of the token. He looked towards a window to the north and saw a beam of light approaching rapidly. He used his magic eye to take a closer look and saw that it was a small paper crane flapping its wings quickly, with the token that he lent to Ji Yuan still hanging on its body.
"Is it Ji Yuan's paper crane? Is there something wrong?"
For a Taoist master like Zhao Yu, he could understand many things at a glance. The moment he saw the paper crane and the token, he had a vague feeling that something ominous was going to happen.
The invincible Wu Lei Ting token stopped working before it reached the attic. The little paper crane could not fly in, so it lowered its head and pecked at the token with its beak, making a "du du" sound, to show that it had the token and should be let through.
Zhao Yu waved his hand in the attic, and the invisible restriction dissipated. The little paper crane then flapped its wings, flew into the attic from the window, turned its head and looked around the room, and finally landed in the palm of Zhao Yu's hand.
Zhao Yu looked at the strange paper crane in his hand and asked.
"Mr. Ji, do you have anything to tell me?"
The paper crane nodded, then pecked lightly at the palm of Zhao Yu's hand, and a faint light rose along with divine thoughts.
It only took a few breaths for Zhao Yu to go from frowning to looking surprised. Finally, he stood up and turned to look to the north.
The monks around had never seen the master with such an expression. They were shocked and couldn't help but guess what had happened. Some monks with higher seniority even asked directly.
"Master, what happened in the lower world?"
It stands to reason that even if there are any difficult issues, they can be solved with the master's token, not to mention that the person going there is Mr. Ji.
Zhao Yu looked at the paper crane in his hand, shook his head and sighed.
"A big event has happened in Jiufeng Cave Heaven! Summon the governors of each peak and ring the Heavenly Bell."
"The Sky-Sounding Bell!?" "What!?"
The monks in the room cried out in astonishment. How could things be so serious in their own cave
Basically, every holy place for cultivation will have one or several special instruments. Its existence serves as a warning or call. There are two kinds in Jiufeng Mountain, one is the Tianming Bell and the other is the Zhenshan Bell, but they will not be rung easily. If there is something, you can use it to transmit messages or cast spells to send a medium, or you can go there directly.
Once the Tianming Bell rings, it means that something urgent and serious is happening. Its unique sound will penetrate deep into the mountain and even those in seclusion can hear it. The governors of each peak of Jiufeng Mountain and the top cultivators need to gather at Tiandao Peak immediately. The Zhenshan Bell is even more special and will only be rung when a catastrophe of life and death is approaching at the mountain gate.
“Dang-dang-dang—”
As the Tianming Bell rang, the entire Jiufeng Mountain was in an uproar. For a moment, beams of light flew towards Tiandao Peak. The Jiufeng Mountain formation was fully activated, and the entire Qingtian Nine Peaks disappeared into the depths of the Qingtian Mountains.
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The morning in Beiling County was the same as usual. The people who were busy making a living got up early and walked hurriedly on the streets. If they didn't work harder, they would not be able to pay the taxes, let alone have enough food.
Ji Yuan took Aze and Jin Xiu to sit in front of a wonton stall. The owner of the stall was an elderly man. This was not the way he looked when Old Man Sun was busy running the noodle stall. When Old Man Sun was running the noodle stall, he was energetic and agile, but the owner of this wonton stall had his hands shaking while he was working. Although he was not trembling, he was definitely not suitable for heavy labor from dawn to dusk.
Before the wontons were put into the pot, a man in a brown robe walked up to the stall. It was Zhao Yu, the head of Jiufeng Mountain. Ji Yuan stood up and exchanged greetings with Zhao Yu who had just arrived.
"Mr. Ji!" "Master Zhao!"
After receiving the gift, Zhao Yu took out a small paper crane from his sleeve and handed it to Ji Yuan. At this moment, the paper crane was motionless, as if it was just an ordinary paper bird that children played with. After Ji Yuan took it and held it in his arms, the paper crane immediately flew into the brocade bag by itself.
Zhao Yu glanced at Aze who was still eating wontons, then glanced in the direction of the City God Temple before turning his gaze back to Ji Yuan.
"Thank goodness you found it, and thank you for letting me know. Jiufeng Mountain will handle this matter."
Ji Yuan smiled and nodded.
"Ji will naturally not interfere, nor will he go out and say anything random."
Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He came to see Ji Yuan alone just to say this. Otherwise, if Ji Yuan did not intend to keep the secret, he felt that he really had no way to deal with it.
After hearing Ji Yuan's promise, Zhao Yu bowed to Ji Yuan solemnly again.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Ji, for your generosity."
Ji Yuan raised his hand.
"Before Ji finished speaking, Sect Leader Zhao also knew what I meant. The current rules of Jiufeng Cave Heaven are not suitable."
Zhao Yu looked at Ji Yuan without saying anything, while Ji Yuan looked at Zhao Yu without blinking. After a long time, the former spoke.
"I will investigate this matter myself. If it is impossible to do so, I will handle it properly."
Ji Yuan's meaning was very clear in Paper Crane Transmission before. There is a big problem with the current operating mode of this world. It is impossible for you to really create a world without any evil.
But if the Jiufeng Cave Heaven is like the outside, the divine way of the cave heaven world may have collapsed seriously by now. The tenfold "time difference between heaven and earth" will bring big trouble unless Jiufeng Mountain spends a lot of energy to manage it. And if there is no time difference between heaven and earth, most of the spiritual gardens in Jiufeng Mountain will have problems.
No matter how good the mentality of a cultivator is, he is not without the concept of interests, especially when it comes to matters involving the sect's major plans. Even if it is a matter of fate, he will definitely not steal other people's treasures, but if someone suddenly wants to take away his Qingteng Sword, he will definitely be angry.
"Uh, sir, would you like a bowl of wontons?"
The old man who was busy over there saw another man in fancy clothes and immediately asked.
"Thank you, but no thanks."
Zhao Yu shook his head to refuse the old man, but Ji Yuan gave an instruction to the old man.
"Old man, give Mr. Zhao a bowl as well."
After saying this, Ji Yuan looked at Zhao Yu who looked a little puzzled and whispered.
"Master Zhao hasn't been out in the mortal world for a long time. It's better to eat some fireworks occasionally."
This sentence had a certain effect on Zhao Yu. He wanted to leave immediately, but after hesitating for a moment, he decided to stay.
"Since Mr. Ji is treating us, I will respectfully obey your orders."
Jin Xiu quickly stood up, saluted and called Zhao Yu "Master", and only dared to sit down after Zhao Yu nodded.
The old man on the other side nodded happily, put some more wontons into the pot, and responded to Ji Yuan.
"Hey, I'll be right there, I'll be right there!"
The four of them sat around the table. Jinxiu and Aze were obviously more reserved. Fortunately, the wontons were ready soon.
"Come on, sir, your wontons are ready."
The old man was holding a tray and walking slowly towards the table of Ji Yuan and others. He tried to hold the tray as steady as possible, but the tray kept shaking. Aze quickly stood up and took the tray from the old man.
"Old man, let me do it."
"Hey, thank you!"
Aze put the tray on the table, and Jinxiu and he took out four bowls of wontons.
There were only four diners in the entire wonton stall. The old man was a talkative man. Seeing that these four customers did not look ordinary people and were all kind, he sat on the stool at the table next to him and wanted to chat. Ji Yuan also wanted to chat with the old man and talked about things here while eating.
The old man mainly told Ji Yuan and other "outsiders" about the sufferings of the people here. All his sons were drafted into the army, and his daughter-in-law had to take care of her husband and grandchildren at home, and also had to take care of the fields and do needlework. The taxes were heavy, and the harvest from the fields was not much to be expected. The whole family had to eat, so he had to struggle for a living at his old age.
But people like him are still one of the small group who live well. Many people are struggling to make ends meet. Moreover, the world has become more and more chaotic in recent years, and there are more and more warlords who kill people. It is common to hear that entire areas of people have been robbed and killed.
Human affairs are also very complicated in the outside world, and there are many chaotic places, but this world is obviously more exaggerated. Because of the old man's words, Zhao Yu calculated and knew that the situation was not limited to the area around Beiling County. After frowning frequently, he finally looked at Aze.
Aze and Jinxiu were busy eating wontons and didn't dare to look at Zhao Yu at all. Ji Yuan shook his head and started eating with a wooden spoon.
Zhao Yu seemed to be in a trance. While his mind was wandering, he observed the sky, the earth, and the yin and yang. Finally, his sight and mind focused again on the present. He looked at a wonton scooped up with a spoon, put it into his mouth and chewed it. He tasted more than just the smell of oil smoke.
While the four of them were sitting at the table in the stall eating wontons, many masters from Jiufeng Mountain had already "descended to earth", flying to various places in the world with great momentum and purpose.