Ji Yiyun looked at the yard where he was. The residence was very elegant and quiet. There were several early orioles vying for warmth in the trees, several flower beds and fields, several purple bamboo forests, and the water from the fairy pond formed a small, clear lake outside the house.
It is clear and tranquil, and the spiritual energy in the lake is rich and mist-like, entwining among the flowers, plants and trees, creating a fairyland scene.
The purple bamboos are as bright as jade, and the flowers are in full bloom. The trees are lush and sparkling. There are several fields of elixirs in the forest, where a large number of elixirs that are hundreds of years old are planted, and there are also elixirs that are thousands of years old. However, they are not very dense. Occasionally a few can be seen.
Ji Yiyun was wandering in the courtyard, admiring the fairyland-like scenery. He raised his hand to pick a few bamboos to make a lazy chair. Suddenly, a stream of light flew in front of him.
Ji Yiyun grabbed the stream of light, read the information in it, smiled and said to himself: "Hei Huang and Ye Fan didn't lose any of them, but they still fell into the land of the Wind Clan, which is interesting!"
Ji Yiyun then condensed a message and told Li Yunlong and the others that he had something to do and could not go to Holy Ya with them for the time being. After all, the plan could not keep up with the change, and Ji Yiyun had no choice. There were still a lot of things in Yaochi Holy Land that he could not get away from for the time being.
With a flick of his finger, he shot out the stream of light, which disappeared in the Yaochi Holy Land. Ji Yiyun continued to make a lazy chair. The sword shadows were densely covered in his raised hands, and the purple bamboo was divided. The purple bamboos were automatically arranged and combined in the palm of his hand, and a lazy chair appeared.
Placing a chair next to the lake wrapped in mist, Ji Yiyun lay down on it and swayed leisurely, enjoying the leisure and freedom. He closed his eyes and relaxed his mind, wandering around and feeling the aura of this place.
"Creak! Creak! Creak!..." The lazy man's chair swayed rhythmically, and he stretched himself. He suddenly wanted to sleep, and he fell asleep naturally, harmoniously and naturally.
Not long after he fell asleep, two Yaochi disciples, fluttering in white, walked into the courtyard holding a pile of white gowns, and saw Ji Yiyun rocking a chair and sleeping.
"This man is really strange. After the Virgin and the Saint were busy with his affairs, he immediately became the Holy Son. He didn't care at all and instead slept here leisurely!"
"Yes! It's so strange that the Holy Mother wanted this man to be the Holy Son, but the elders didn't object at all, and they didn't let this man be present. They just announced that he would become the Holy Son!"
They put the clothes in the house and did not disturb Ji Yiyun's peaceful sleep. They just muttered a few words in confusion and left, and the courtyard returned to peace and tranquility.
Not long after, the mist-shrouded Saintess of Yaochi fell into the courtyard with her peerless figure. She looked at Ji Yiyun sleeping leisurely. He was a little surprised. Such a person could attract a vast thunder disaster, but it did not disturb him. , standing beside the lake and waiting.
Next to the lake, the slender figure of the Yaochi Saint stands there, shrouded in light mist, as ethereal as an immortal, flowing with endless charm. This beauty can make people's hearts peaceful and tranquil.
She merged with this beautiful scene, a picture of a fairy standing by the lake. If Ji Yiyun, the guy shaking the lazy chair, was excluded, this picture would be beautiful.
The appearance of Ji Yiyun was completely ruined. It was not that he looked unsightly, but that he was shaking a lazy chair, and it always felt like something strange had been mixed in.
The Saint of Yaochi waited for more than an hour and saw that Ji Yiyun had not yet woken up. She withdrew her eyes from looking at the lake, trees, flower beds, and elixirs, and observed Ji Yiyun at close range. She showed no sign of waking up, and the Saint of Yaochi frowned slightly.
A few more hours passed, and Ji Yiyun finally woke up leisurely. Otherwise, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi would have been impatient and left. This person didn't see anyone else at all and slept directly in the Holy Land of Yaochi.
Ji Yiyun woke up and looked at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi who was standing in front of him. He was a little strange. Without stopping the rhythm of the lazy chair, he asked: "Didn't the Holy Maiden go to work? Why did she come to me in the spare time? I don't know what happened?"
"I'm here to tell you that from now on, you are the Holy Son of our Yaochi Holy Land!" The Holy Maiden of Yaochi opened her lips lightly.
When Ji Yiyun heard her words, he looked at the mist-shrouded lake and nodded to show that he understood. He didn't say anything. He had already made a guess. It was nothing more than taking up some position in the Yaochi Holy Land without a cumbersome meeting.
Next to the lake, the hazy figure of the Yaochi Saint stood there, shrouded in the light mist. The sound of nature sounded, and the voice was magnetic, asking: "You don't seem surprised. Did you already know that this would be like this?" ?”
Ji Yiyun shook his head and said: "The saint is joking, how could I know the result in advance? It's just a few results."
The Saint of Yaochi said in surprise: "Oh... I wonder what results you can guess?"
Ji Yiyun looked at the Saint of Yaochi shrouded in mist beside him and said: "The result is easy to guess. Once I leave the Holy Land of Yaochi and the second one stays to serve, there will only be the Holy Son or ordinary disciples. Ordinary disciples are the least likely to guess the Holy Son. , naturally it won’t be weird!”
"You must know the decision made by Emperor Pagoda, right!" The Saint of Yaochi was shocked, and Ji Yiyun seemed to know the result. This was not a guess at all, but a confirmation.
"I don't know! If you want to know, ask Di Pa yourself!" Ji Yiyun spread his hands and said.
The Saint of Yaochi was as hazy as a fairy, walking on the edge of the lake. The mist in the lake was filled with her, and she seemed to be moving away from the mortal world, becoming more distant. She didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't ask Ji Yiyun again.
Judging from her appearance, Ji Yiyun didn't want to be bored. He didn't disturb her and continued to rock the lazy chair leisurely.
"Although you say you don't know, you have entered Zishan. So are you related to Emperor Wushi?"
At this time, the sweet voice of the Yaochi Saint came, floating around the lake, like a conversation between heaven and man, pointing directly to the vital point.
"Well! I am the nineteenth generation grandson of Emperor Wushi. Is that surprising?" Ji Yiyun raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.
"You're lying. Emperor Wushi has no descendants, so how can he have nineteenth-generation descendants?" The Yaochi Saint looked at Ji Yiyun's serious nonsense, which was really unsatisfactory.
"Since you don't believe me, why are you asking me?" Ji Yiyun rolled his eyes angrily.
"You're boring!" It took a long time for the Yaochi Saint to say these words.
"You're boring!" Ji Yiyun responded, shaking his lazy chair and closing his eyes.
"You...you are now a member of Yaochi, can't you tell me why this is so?" The Saint of Yaochi played the Holy Land card.
Ji Yiyun opened his eyes and looked directly at the Yaochi Saint in the distance, surrounded by mist. He looked serious and said, "Do you really want to know?"
The Saint of Yaochi floated back from the distance of the lake and said solemnly: "Yes! Our Lady and I both want to know!"
"No comment!" Ji Yiyun chuckled.
"You..." The Saint of Yaochi was a little angry. She thought Ji Yiyun would tell her, but who knew she was actually teasing her.
"The Emperor Pagoda didn't tell you, so it makes sense that you are still so persistent." Ji Yiyun shook his head and sighed, thought about it seriously, looked up at the Yaochi Saint and warned: "Does the Saint know that curiosity can kill a cat?"
The fairy face of the Yaochi Saint was calm and calm, and said: "The Holy Mother and I will help you keep the secret. Don't worry about this. Can you tell me?"
Ji Yiyun looked at the distance of the lake, but shook his head slightly and did not respond to the Yaochi Saint. The fewer people who knew about the innate holy body, the safer he would be. How could he tell them at will?
This matter has nothing to do with confidentiality. It's not that the Holy Lady of Yaochi cannot be trusted, but accidents often happen unintentionally. Ji Yiyun cannot put his wealth and life in the hands of others.
There are currently four people in Beidou who know his physique, Wu Shi Zhong, Xihuang Pagoda, Gu Tianshu, and Hei Huang. This is enough. Ji Yiyun doesn't care about some scriptures and secrets at all, but the key thing is that he doesn't care at all. Reluctant to disclose.
"Ji Yiyun, you are now the Holy Son of Yaochi, don't you even have this little trust?"
The Saint of Yaochi was a little disappointed. It seemed that the task entrusted by the Holy Mother could not be completed. The white mist wrapped around her beautiful face, and her elegant figure revealed a hazy sense of beauty.
"Trust? Of course there is, but I still can't tell you the reason. These scriptures and secrets are given to the Holy Land, which is considered my trust in you!"
Ji Yiyun raised his finger and sent out a stream of spiritual consciousness, which landed in front of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi. It contained Taoist scriptures and three kinds of nine secrets, Hengyu Jing, Beidou and the Jiang family could not teach them at will.
The Saint of Yaochi raised her jade hand to catch the piece of spiritual consciousness, and read the inheritance in it. Nana, the hazy figure stood there, shrouded in a faint mist, as ethereal as an immortal, flowing with endless charm, this kind of beauty It can make people feel peaceful and peaceful.
The Holy Maiden of Yaochi was accepting the inheritance. Ji Yiyun shook the lazy chair and finally got rid of such endless questions. He naturally knew the little thoughts of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and she was just trying to trick him.
Ji Yiyun shook his head and smiled, waiting quietly for her to wake up. If he asked again, he would have no choice but to leave the Yaochi Holy Land.
He looked at the fairyland-like environment and quite liked it. Yaochi Holy Land was an alternative to Beidou. It was a holy land composed of women. There was basically no internal struggle, and Taoyuan Wonderland would not be like this either.
After a long time, the Saint of Yaochi woke up and got an Emperor's Scripture and several Nine Secrets. Looking at Ji Yiyun who was careless, she lightly opened her lips and said, "Are these not as good as that secret?"
"You already have the answer in your mind, don't you? Go talk to the Holy Mother! Stop asking about this question!" Ji Yiyun raised his eyebrows and said.
He hoped that Our Lady of Yaochi would retreat in spite of the difficulties! They didn't want to run away as soon as they arrived at Emperor Wushi's home, but they continued to inquire, and Ji Yiyun no longer needed to give face to the contemporary Yaochi Holy Mother.
The Saint of Yaochi, who was surrounded by white mist, took a deep look at Ji Yiyun and did not continue to ask about the matter. She said: "The clothes of the Holy Son have been placed in your room. Do I need to change the yard for you?"
"Okay, I understand!" Ji Yiyun stood up and nodded, leaving the small lake and walking towards the courtyard, and then said: "There is no need to change the courtyard. Thank you, the saint, for your concern. It's very good here."
Ji Yiyun returned to the yard and walked into the house. He saw a set of white clothes. There was only a symbol of the West Emperor Tower on the white clothes. The pattern was looming. It seemed that there was really a West Emperor Tower floating on the white clothes. The West Emperor Tower could be seen from any angle. There is no fixed location.
There is no picture of the flying fairy from Yaochi embroidered on it. If the women from Yaochi were to wear the same clothes with that kind of flying fairy picture, Ji Yiyun would definitely refuse to wear it. That kind of clothes are not for men at all.
Fortunately, the Madonna or Saint of Yaochi had people prepare different clothes. If she wears those clothes with flying fairy patterns, can she still be a ladies' man?
Ji Yiyun picked up a set of white clothes, waved his hand to put away the other white clothes, raised his hand and the Tao pattern appeared covering the room, put on a set of white clothes, removed the spell and walked out of the room.
Dressed in flowing white clothes, with swaying long hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, he looks like a handsome young man. Even his resolute face seems to have softened a lot, which is very different from when he was dressed in green clothes.
Ji Yiyun was used to wearing green Taoist robes and changed into white clothes. Ji Yiyun was not used to it. He walked slowly, forcing himself to adapt. He walked to the lakeside and looked at the figure in the lake. He was dressed in white and looked better than snow. His delicate face was slightly frowned. Obviously not satisfied.
The Holy Lady of Yaochi looked at Ji Yiyun's awkward look and saw the lazy chair by the lake. She waved it away and said with a chuckle: "Ji Yiyun, now you are the Holy Son of Yaochi Holy Land. You need to pay more attention to your image in the future. This I will confiscate the chair!”
Ji Yiyun stood at the edge of the lake, looked back at the reflection, and looked at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi with strange eyes. Who did he provoke? Did he affect the appearance of the city by relaxing in the yard?
However, a smile appeared on Ji Yiyun's face, and he said with a frivolous smile: "Since the saint likes it, I will treat it as a gift to you!"
The face of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi could not be seen clearly in the white mist. With a magnetic voice, she said calmly: "Holy Son, the Holy Mother asked me to tell you to be prepared to receive the Western Emperor Sutra tomorrow and meet with all the disciples by the way."
"Can't we skip this procedure?" Ji Yiyun frowned. He thought he didn't need to hold a Holy Son ceremony, but instead he had a inheritance ceremony. Wouldn't it still be a Holy Son ceremony?
"No! The Yaochi Holy Land has been passed down for a long time, and the rules cannot be broken. The proper ceremonies are still held. Not inviting all the major Holy Lands is considered austere!"
The Holy Maiden of Yaochi spoke firmly, and then she left in a daze. A misty figure passed through the purple bamboo forest and disappeared into the depths of the Holy Land of Yaochi.
"Rules?" Ji Yiyun said to himself with a smile. The so-called rules have been broken since the moment Yaochi Holy Land established him as the Holy Son.
However, before the next day, the Holy Lady of Yaochi came to Ji Yiyun's yard again. The two girls were dressed in white clothes and fluttered like fairies, falling down by the lake.
The Saint of Yaochi saw that Ji Yiyun had made another lazy chair, lying on it and rocking leisurely, she lightly opened her lips and said: "Holy Son, why don't you put away the chair?"
Ji Yiyun was a little helpless and couldn't get some peace and quiet. Seeing the presence of Our Lady of Yaochi, he could only stand up, put away the lazy chair, bow to Our Lady of Yaochi, and said, "What did the Holy Mother of Yaochi do this time?"
The Holy Mother of Yaochi waved her hands gently, held up Ji Yiyun who was saluting and said with a smile: "Yiyun, I came here specifically to thank you, just feel free to do it, no need to be polite!"
"Just keep it in mind, Holy Mother. There is no need to come and thank me in person. After all, I am now a member of the Yaochi Holy Land."
Ji Yiyun did not dare to support her in front of Our Lady of Yaochi. Instead of taking out the lazy chair and continuing to lie down, she stood respectfully like a good baby.
82 Chinese website
