In the courtyard of the former government office warehouse in Haiping City, Qi Yuantian was of course extremely annoyed. He wanted to see clearly where the word "Fu" was blown to, wondering if it was possible to get it back. However, he saw the word rising higher and higher and disappearing directly into the sky, and he had no way of predicting where it was going.
Meanwhile, Zhang Shu, who was standing beside Qi Yuantian, watched the word "Fu" ascend to the sky and suddenly understood something in a trance.
"It was taken back... It was taken back..."
Zhang Shuai muttered a few words in despair. The heavy silver in his hand seemed particularly eye-catching at this moment, and he couldn't help but clench the silver in his hands.
Qi Yuantian came to his senses and saw Zhang Shu's distraught look. He thought that he was worried that Zhang Shu would come back to ask for the silver back because the "Fu" character was lost, so he could only force a smile and say something to comfort him.
"Brother Zhang, you don't have to worry. We have already done the deal. The calligraphy was blown away by the wind because I didn't hold it firmly. You can't be blamed. I will also take care of the gambling house."
Zhang Shu’s smile was uglier than Qi Yuantian’s.
"Yes, thank you Mr. Qi..."
After Qi Yuantian finished speaking, he still looked up in the direction where the word "Fu" disappeared. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed a bit too coincidental. He couldn't help but wonder if this word was really left by a master. He looked down at the two copper coins in his hand, shook his head and stuffed them into his arms. Then he was ready to deal with the gambling house's frame-up. After all, the master's calligraphy is just a hobby, and what is happening before him is the pursuit of success and fame as a scholar.
Perhaps the most innocent person in the whole process is Chen Shou, who still doesn't know that the treasure he has been longing for has flown away.
About half an hour later, Qi Yuantian and Zhang Shu finally left the government office and went their separate ways. The people who had been watching Zhang Shu from afar but didn't dare to get close to him felt relieved when they saw Zhang Shu and the Dazhen scholar separate. However, what they didn't know was that soon, soldiers in the Dazhen military camp had gathered...
A cold wind was sweeping through the sky, and a "Fu" character rose higher and higher in the wind, flying towards the southwest. Its speed gradually began to break away from the cold wind and became faster and faster.
Several streams of light rose from the ground and flew into the air. Looking up, they saw that the word "Fu" was about to disappear into the strong wind layer when they flew into the sky.
Among these streams of light, there was a white light that transformed into a mature woman in white robe. Upon seeing this woman, the other streams of light also stopped nearby, revealing figures of different ages, and bowed to the woman together.
"Meet Madam Bai!" "I didn't expect it was Madam Bai in person!"
Bai Ruo did not look at them immediately, but kept paying attention to the word "Fu". At this moment, it had risen above the strong wind and completely disappeared in it.
'Mr. Ji!'
Bai Ruo bowed solemnly in the direction where the word "Fu" disappeared, and then turned to others to return the greeting.
"You are polite."
The other few people were all Dazhen's current Heavenly Masters. They looked at each other, and one of the old men asked a tentative question.
"Madam Bai, what treasure was that just now?"
Bai Ruo smiled and nodded.
"I guess so, but it doesn't have much impact on people who are practicing. If you want to chase them, just go ahead. Bai Ruo will take his leave now."
After saying that, Bai Ruo flicked her skirt, turned around and flew downwards, leaving a few people looking at each other in bewilderment. Although they were indeed somewhat tempted, it was more like they sensed Bai Ruo's rapidly flying light rather than the treasure just now. How could they feel the word "Fu" at this moment? It was better not to touch the chaotic layer of strong winds.
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On the island inside the Sky-Swallowing Beast, not far from Ji Yuan's Inn, Lian Baiping was sitting in the yard with his eyes closed to rest. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, as if he had sensed something, and then he counted with his fingers.
"Alas, it seems that the Chen family will not get the word 'Fu'."
Lian Baiping stood up, opened the gate and looked towards the guest house where Ji Yuan was not far away. He had a hunch that the word "Fu" would return to Mr. Ji, and then he would no longer need to do anything for the Chen family.
After looking at Ji Yuan's door for a while, Lian Baiping did not stop calculating. Then he looked up. Through the formation above, he could vaguely see the sky above through the layers of fog between reality and illusion. It was already night, and the moonlight was not visible but the stars were shining.
"There is a lucky star appearing tonight..."
Not long after the words fell, Lian Baiping felt something in his heart and looked at Ji Yuan's courtyard again. Originally, there was no formation activated there, and there was no other movement, but there was always a layer of special Taoism in it, and at this moment, this feeling was fading rapidly.
It is obvious that this situation is likely to mean that Mr. Ji is about to end his so-called retreat.
The aura of Tao was fading rapidly, but it did not mean that Ji Yuan had really finished developing the book. On the contrary, Ji Yuan seemed to have reached the most critical moment.
At this moment, Ji Yuan stopped in front of the table holding the wolf-hair brush. All the vague Taoist auras seemed to be changing into various shapes, and also seemed to be emitting various lights that were invisible to the naked eye. All of these were slowly shrinking and shrinking onto the tip of the wolf-hair brush.
At the moment when all breath disappeared, Ji Yuan slowly put pen to paper - the world was unfolding and he had the universe in his hands.
Ji Yuan put down the last stroke, and the rice paper that was already on the table also emitted a hazy light.
The entire "The Universe in the Sleeve" is just a derivative work, and it cannot be considered as any completed book. Some parts would seem confusing even if they were read together, but it helped Ji Yuan truly achieve the magical power he had always dreamed of.
At the moment when all the words in the derivative book were shining, Ji Yuan himself felt as if his legal principles were sublimated. The magic power in his body rarely fluctuated slightly. The alchemy furnace in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers spewed out bursts of furnace fireworks. These fireworks were not as overbearing and terrifying as the ordinary Samadhi True Fire. Instead, they looked like a soft red and gray ribbon. The light outside the ribbon was black, white and red, floating on the top of the mountain above the alchemy furnace, and even drifted towards the golden bridge.
In the guest house, Ji Yuan felt vaguely his body was slightly hot, and then a strange feeling of energy rose from his back. A red and gray ribbon seemed to penetrate Ji Yuan's body, but it did not form a tangible visible object. Instead, a faint black, white and red light appeared for a moment.
Ji Yuan didn't care about all the scenes inside and outside his body. He focused on all the texts in the book in front of him. The texts were now wandering back and forth in the hazy light of the book. As his eyes swept over, some of the words on the book appeared and disappeared, and some emitted light. Ji Yuan's understanding of the world in his sleeves became more and more complete.
At a certain moment, all the texts in the derivative books began to change color. The paper looked increasingly gray, while the words on it became increasingly lustrous. Then the paper turned into ashes, but the words were still visible, gradually turning into wisps of smoke emitting faint light and floating towards Ji Yuan.
Wisp by wisp, piece by piece, all the smoke was absorbed into Ji Yuan's body.
"Huh... Today, it's finally no longer just a slightly special storage ability!"
Ji Yuan let out a long sigh and a smile appeared on his face. He had been thinking about the world in his sleeves for a long time, but it was just an idea before. Even though he had some results later, he was reluctant to mention it to others. Now it has finally worked. Regardless of whether the effect is as strong as Zhen Yuanzi's, he does not want to think too much about whether it will become a black hole that devours magic power. At least it can really be used.
Looking down, the ashes of the paper had just fallen to the ground. Ji Yuan waved his sleeves, and all the ashes were completely shattered and turned into part of the soil under the green space in the yard.
"Yes, only two months have passed, and we still have some way to go to reach the Southern Wasteland Continent."
Muttering something, Ji Yuan walked towards the gate and opened it. Not far outside the gate, Lian Baiping, who had been posing for a long time, bowed to Ji Yuan just right.
"I was thinking that today is a lucky day. It turns out that Mr. Ji has come out of retreat. I just happened to pass by here and came across this scene. It is truly a miracle of fate!"
It's hard to say that Ji Yuan was exaggerating. Although he knew that the old man with a long beard had been standing outside for at least half a quarter of an hour, such a short period of time could indeed be considered a coincidence for a cultivator.
"Friend Lian Dao, there is no need to be polite. I have made some progress and it is time for me to stretch my muscles."
"Sir, could you please tell me what you did during your previous retreat? Did you gain new insights or..."
Lian Baiping knew Ji Yuan's character, so he knew there was nothing wrong with asking so directly. Ji Yuan smiled and answered truthfully.
"Ji has a magical skill, but it was always lacking a little flavor before. This time, by chance, I finally realized it, and it really worked."
"oh… "
Lian Baiping actually wanted to ask what the specific magical power was, but this was a bit too much, so he suppressed his curiosity.
Ju Yuanzi also sensed the news that the accountant Yuan had come out of retreat, and he had already gone out to pay his respects and congratulate him. The three of them then formed a group and went to the back of the Sky-Devouring Beast to look at the stars in the distance.
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At the same time, when Ji Yuan and others were enjoying the night view of the starry sky, in the Ju'an Pavilion in Ning'an County, Dazhen, Zao Niang, who was sitting in the courtyard reading a book, suddenly froze.
"Why?"
Zao Niang looked up at the sky and saw a faint stream of light emerging from above her head. After a moment, a "Fu" character flew down and landed in the courtyard of Ju'an Pavilion, then swayed and fell on the stone table.
"Mr.'s handwriting!"
Zaoniang looked at the word "Fu" curiously, thought about it, and felt that it was almost New Year, so it would be a good choice to stick it on the gate.