According to Ji Yuan's previous character, he would not deliberately show off in front of others, but the situation was different this time. It was obvious that all the craftsmen in the Yan family shop shared a common hatred of the enemy and regarded Ji Yuan as an evildoer who was eyeing the legacy of the Zuo family.
Perhaps the word "improper" may still be debatable, but the best way to protect the Zuo family is to make people think that there is no one in the Zuo family, no matter whether the person who comes is good or bad.
Although the craftsmen of the entire Yan family shop kept criticizing the Zuo family and even cursed the Zuo family to death, Ji Yuan was not only a man of the world who benefited from Zuo Li, but also a cultivator and a person who could see qi with his magic eyes.
Although it is not necessarily possible to tell whether someone is lying by observing their aura, it can be seen that there is no real anger in their aura, and the changes in their aura are surprisingly consistent.
This situation seemed very respectable to Ji Yuan. If this group of respectable people would just believe an outsider's words "it won't be detrimental to the Zuo family" and boldly tell others about the descendants of the Zuo family, then the Zuo family would probably have become extinct long ago.
The best way is to elevate yourself to an absolute height, a height where you will never be able to covet the interests of the Zuo family.
Immortal, obviously meets that level!
Seeing the magic sword dancing, the people around had already fallen silent. The middle-aged blacksmith who was closest swallowed his saliva and asked carefully with awe in his tone.
"Sir... are you the Immortal Zuo Jian... No, the Immortal that Senior Zuo Li has been searching for so hard?"
Back then, Zuo Li was the best in the martial arts world. In his later years, he was obsessed with breaking through. Although there were many myths and legends in the world, it was inevitable to make wild guesses when looking for them. One thought of seeking immortality turned into a demon, which was Zuo Li's situation in his later years.
"Immortal..."
Ji Yuan answered calmly.
"To be precise, he should be a person who cultivates Taoism."
With a wave of Ji Yuan's hand, the Qingteng Sword slowly flew to the table and lay still. Then he looked at the middle-aged craftsman and then at several older masters around him, and put away his illusion to reveal a pair of calm eyes.
"Are there any descendants of the Zuo family still alive? If not, I will leave Juntian Mansion. The next time someone wants to find me, it might be another Zuo Li..."
This voice inevitably carries some emotion, and the content of the words cannot help but make people imagine, but this time, no one dared to turn a deaf ear to these words.
Ji Yuan's words even deliberately left everyone with an imaginary past event: Zuo Li had really met an immortal in the past, and very likely received guidance, so his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds and he became invincible in the world. However, in his later years, he wanted to look for immortals again, but the immortals were nowhere to be found and he had no chance to see them again, so he died with hatred in his heart.
And now, the immortal has arrived, but just a few decades late!
Everyone suddenly thought of the previous sentence: "Give Zuo Li an explanation that is decades late."
Among the blacksmiths, two of them stared at the dark-eyed "immortal" with trembling throats and shaking breathing, and their hands grabbing their trouser legs were about to dig into their flesh.
An old blacksmith in the crowd took a deep breath and finally said the words that Ji Yuan was expecting.
"I dare not expect the Immortal Master, the Zuo family does have descendants. Youtian, Youxin, come out and meet the Immortal Master. Yanhua, go call Yu Niang and your uncle and aunt Boran!"
The shirtless middle-aged blacksmith next to Ji Yuan calmed down after hearing what he said, pushed aside the people outside the house and ran towards the house over there.
From what Ji Yuan heard, it seemed that there were quite a few members of the Zuo family.
. . .
Half a minute later, the hammering sounds from the blacksmith's shop rang out again. In a hall along the river behind the shop, Ji Yuan finally saw the Zuo family members who were nervous and excited. Of course, now they all had the surname Yan.
A couple in their fifties, a sturdy man in his thirties and a man in his twenties and their wives, an eighteen-year-old girl who was already married, an eight-year-old boy and a three-year-old girl, all the children of the thirty-year-old men, were being held by their mother with a look of nervous curiosity.
In addition, the woman's in-laws were all waiting outside the hall.
Ji Yuan and the old blacksmith who was obviously the most senior sat on either side of the table in the hall, with two cups of tea on the table.
"Mr. Ji, these are all the descendants of the Zuo family. Of course, we don't know if there are any illegitimate bloodlines outside. At that time, there were internal and external troubles, and the family was in chaos and disasters. We have done our best to save one or two people."
Rather than being called "Immortal Master" by everyone, Ji Yuan was more accustomed to being called "Sir", so he had long ago warned others not to call him that casually. In the eyes of others, this had become a low-key act of an immortal playing in the mortal world.
Ji Yuan glanced with blurred vision at the Zuo family members who were standing in a row in front of the hall but dared not speak. It seemed that the pressure accumulated before coming here was too great.
When the Zuo family members came into contact with that pale gaze, none of them dared to look back.
"The spirit is gone... but maybe that's a good thing."
Ji Yuan waved his hand, and the Qingteng Sword on the table flew out by itself and hovered in front of the Zuo family members.
"Anyone with the bloodline of the Zuo family, just touch the hilt of the sword with your hand, and I will know whether you are a true member of the Zuo family or not."
Mr. Ji was not without precautions. Changjian Qingying had been with Zuo Li for decades, and in his later years he had developed spirituality and had a special sensitivity to the Zuo family bloodline. If anyone dared to impersonate him, he would be exposed immediately.
Watching these people, from old to young, carefully touching the Qingteng Sword one by one, and the crisp sounds of the sword, it can be proved that these are indeed the descendants of Zuo Li.
But at this moment, Ji Yuan suddenly hesitated whether to give them the "Zuo Li Sword Canon". Although they had changed their identities, their lives were stable after all. With this peerless secret book, wouldn't they be dragged into the world of martial arts again
However, reality slapped Ji Yuan in the face, making him realize that he had worried too much. The old man who changed his real name to Yan Boran was after all the elder of the Zuo family. At this moment, An Nai excitedly stepped forward and took out a booklet from his arms.
"Sir, this is the secret manual handed down from my great grandfather, called "Zuo Li Sword Manual". Please have a look! My Zuo family also suffered a fatal disaster because of this. However, my elders always wanted to learn the peerless swordsmanship with this to avenge themselves, so they never handed it over no matter how difficult it was... But the descendants of my Zuo family no longer have the talent of my great grandfather, and no one can achieve such an achievement..."
Well, Ji Yuan really thought too much. Even if there were rumors in the martial arts world that the Zuo family fell into decline because Zuo Kuangtu did not pass down the peerless secret book to the Zuo family, and the Zuo family also spread the news in the same way back then, no matter how obsessed Zuo Li was with finding immortals, he was not a fool after all. How could he not support his own child
So the truth should be that Zuo Li passed on the secret book, but no matter how many members of the Zuo family there were, there was only one Zuo Li, and no matter how good the martial arts were, it depended on who practiced them. As a result, the Zuo family later had no one who could fight, and they were forced to be broken up.
At that time, the Zuo family was also angry. How could they swallow being forced into this state? So they definitely thought about revenge. A series of complicated things happened in the middle, and it ended up like this.
Ji Yuan took the secret book, but it was obviously not written by Zuo Li, and he had no intention of keeping it. Ji Yuan couldn't see many words clearly, but he was able to take a look at it by flipping through it. The thickness of the book should be about the same as the approximate number of words recorded. Some of the pictures inside looked blurry, but they could be barely distinguished and were basically the same.
Since Zuo Li's secret book has been preserved, it will definitely not cause obstacles to future generations in terms of content. That would be really crazy.
After glancing through it vaguely, Ji Yuan took out the secret book written by Zuo Li from his arms and placed it on the table together with the book given by the old man.
"This is the sword manual written by Zuo Li. It should be almost the same as your family's secret manual. I will return it to you now. As for the long sword Qingying..."
Before Ji Yuan could say anything, the suspended Green Ivy Sword made a clear sound and immediately flew back behind him, leaving only the hilt exposed. The sword also made a slight humming sound, as if it was afraid that Ji Yuan would return it to the Zuo family.
"Haha, what are you afraid of? Now you are Qingteng Sword..."
Ji Yuan scolded with a smile, and the sword finally calmed down. The former smiled and shook his head, looking at the Zuo family again.
"As for this long sword, I cannot return it to you. Zuo Li has been maintaining the sword for me for decades. After all, I still owe you this favor... How about this, Ji will give you a choice."
"First, I will do my best to cast a spell and leave a decree. As long as the decree is not lost, I will ensure that your family is peaceful and free from disasters and evil in this life. You can also go to see the City God of Juntianfu and ask him to take good care of your Zuo family. If you accumulate more virtues in your life, you can even be sent to the underworld as a messenger after you die!"
Ji Yuan spoke very seriously, which showed that he would keep his word. After he mentioned the first choice, he paused for a while before continuing.
"Secondly, I can stay in Juntian Mansion for a while and teach the people of Zuo Clan the sword classics and impart divine will!"
After saying this, Ji Yuan opened his eyes mostly and looked at everyone.
"What choice do you make?"
The reason why Ji Yuan gave them multiple-choice questions directly instead of asking them what their wishes were was because he was afraid that each of them wanted to become an immortal. Not to mention that he, Ji, couldn't do it, but the debt he owed Zuo Li was not so great, so it was better to just do one or two as it is now.
Seeing that several people in this group of young and old were about to open their mouths several times, Ji Yuan simply raised his hand to stop their hasty decision.
"No need to answer immediately, think about it for a night and tell me tomorrow!"
After saying this, Ji Yuan stood up and bowed slightly to the old craftsman beside him.
"Thank you for the hospitality, Master. Thank you for the Yan family's generosity. I will come again tomorrow!"
The old craftsman quickly stood up and returned the greeting.
After Ji Yuan said this, he nodded and smiled at the Zuo family, then walked out of the hall.
No one dared to stop the immortal from leaving. Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Ji Yuan neither flew into the sky nor hid underground. He just took a dozen steps and became fainter and fainter in everyone's sight until he disappeared.