The first fairy of the United States

As Mr. Sun spoke, he stood up and bowed solemnly. Ye Wentian didn't avoid it, and nodded and accepted the salute.

Ever since Ye Wentian chatted with the little prince last time, Qianhe sent him back to Peiping, and having seen Ye Wentian's methods, he dared not turn a blind eye to what Ye Wentian said.

He quickly told his father what he said. His father also had some foresight. After discussing and analyzing with the clan's senior management, he felt that this might be an opportunity.

After contacting the remaining surnames, the other surnames also agreed after discussion, and then worked up and down to contact Mr. Sun. The entire Manchu family was invested in Mr. Sun's command, bringing hundreds of thousands of manpower and countless money.

Mr. Sun felt that he owed a lot of favor this time, but he never had a chance to contact Ye Wentian until this time when he found out about Ye Wentian's whereabouts, Dang even decided to come to visit.

"The real person is a true master of Taoism, with the world in mind!" Mr. Sun said again.

"I have no regrets about entering China in this life, and I wish to be a flower planter in my next life."

Ye Wentian just replied quietly, and continued to braid Ye Zixuan's hair.When everyone heard this sentence, they felt their blood boiled, their national pride surged, and they couldn't help but shed tears when they thought of the current national conditions.

"That's right, entering China without regrets really touched my heart."

"Excellent literary talent!" After the great literati boasted, Ye Wentian only felt that Ye Wentian not only snatched the title of the first black-bellied joker in the Republic of China, but also wanted to steal the demeanor of the first literati.

"..."

Knowing the details of what happened last night from Lu Dawen's population, Mr. Sun not only did not blame Ye Wentian for killing the sergeant, but instead called it right and well done.In Mr. Sun's mind, Lu literati are the pillars of the country, and it is absolutely unacceptable for them to be coerced like this.

After leaving everyone for breakfast, Lu Dali and his party followed Mr. Sun and left. Of course, the board and lodging expenses were just a small joke made by Ye Wentian, and he didn't really give it up. He quietly gave Mr. Sun a message talisman to inform If there is something that cannot be handled, please contact us by summons.

Communication Talismans are generally driven by mana, but as long as it is power, it can actually be used. With Sun Lutang and Du Xinwu by his side, the message can be sent by consuming energy and blood.

The communication talisman left to Ye Wen previously stored mana in it in advance, but Ye Wen's martial arts realm is not enough, but the blood cannot penetrate the body.

After this incident, the great literati of Lu resigned from the military academy, but he didn't go home to farm... Er~ went home to teach, but followed Mr. Sun. The education and guidance of Chinese people's thinking.

After staying in Songhu for half a month, until the clothing store's business stabilized and the bustle of the past gradually resumed, Ye Wentian was about to leave.

On the road ten miles away from Songhu City.

"Send you a thousand miles, but you have to say goodbye at the end. The real person is careful all the way."

"Sound is treasured by those who know, books are passed on by those who know, Ye Xiaoyou and others will exchange literature together when you have time."

"Master, take care!"

"You all go back, it's far enough~"

"..."

Ye Wentian took Ye Zixuan by the hand, and walked slowly towards the southwest, without any belongings, and both of them put their belongings in the portable space.

This time I left, I was actually able to get Mr. Sun and the great literati of Lu to send me off ten miles away. If this is brought out to brag, it will definitely be a face for Bel. Who has ever received this kind of treatment? !

This time walking to the middle of Sichuan, Ye Wentian planned to start teaching Ye Zixuan how to practice, and at the same time, he had a vague premonition that maybe there would be some opportunities in Qingcheng Mountain this time.

During the month of getting along, Ye Wentian often popularized the knowledge of Taoism to Ye Zixuan. Ye Zixuan knew that Ye Wentian's various magical methods were obtained through Taoism, and she was yearning for it.

At night, after lighting a fire in the mountains and forests, setting up tents, Ye Wentian began to teach Ye Zixuan how to practice Taoism. What he taught was another chapter of "Qinglian Dao Jue" derived from Taoism scriptures.

There is no direct dictation, because Ye Zixuan is young, illiterate, and immature, so it is difficult to comprehend the mystery, so Ye Wentian just sent a piece of mana to flow along the meridians in Ye Zixuan's body, so that Ye Zixuan can remember the location of the passage of mana. .

Then she tapped out an aura, which helped Ye Zixuan sense the aura of heaven and earth, absorbed it for a moment, and condensed the first ray of mana that belonged to her.

Ye Wentian sat cross-legged on the side to guard Ye Zixuan's cultivation, but Ye Zixuan's mana grew very fast through the induction of spiritual sense, which was much higher than Wencai Qiusheng's talent.

The best age to practice Taoism is to start from a young age. If you are ignorant of Taoism, you will be able to accept Taoism as your lifelong goal, and you will be more motivated to move forward when you have a goal.

Ye Zixuan was 12 years old, her innate qi had just dissipated, and she had officially entered the period of rapid postnatal growth. It was a good time to start cultivating Taoism at this time, and her physical development could also increase her mana.

Ye Wentian changed back to his golden brocade robe, his hair grew to his back, he watched the mountains and rivers along the way, and often explained some principles of Taoism to Ye Zixuan.

Just stop and go like this, three months passed in the blink of an eye, and now I have arrived at the edge of the Minjiang River, at the border of Guankou, only more than a hundred miles away from Rongcheng.

Ye Zixuan's cultivation has stabilized at the early days of the day after tomorrow, she has also practiced part of the talismans, and she has also initially mastered the Xingyiquan and Taijiquan handed down by Ye Wentian. At this time, Ye Zixuan has initially possessed the power to protect herself.

With strength, Ye Zixuan is no longer as weak as before, but now she is quite confident, exuding a youthful and lively atmosphere, and she is getting closer to the casual personality of a cultivator.

It is only fifty kilometers away from Qingcheng Mountain, and Ye Wentian is not in a hurry to go. There is an Erlang Temple beside the Minjiang River. Dujiangyan was originally "Guan County", and Jiangkou is talking about this Minjiang River.

The location of Guanjiangkou is still debated by later generations.

This is the dwelling place of Erlang Zhenjun in myths and legends. Most of the folks use Guankou Minjiang River as the authentic offering to Erlang. Jun.

Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty said in "Zhu Zi Yu Lei", Volume [-]:

"Erlang Temple in Guankou, Central Shu..."

There is also a saying in "Erlang Shen Drunken Shooting Lock Mirror":

"The people of Guanjiang set up a temple with my god. According to the imperial edict of the Jade Emperor, I will add my god as the true king of Qingyuan Miaodao, who is the Erlang of Guanjiangkou. The imperial edict of the Jade Emperor orders my god to guard Xichuan."

Therefore, there is no doubt that the Minjiang Erlang Temple in central Sichuan is an authentic place for worship.

Standing on the edge of the Minjiang River, watching the river rushing down, Ye Wentian was a little fascinated, he was speechless for a long time, and when he arrived at a familiar place, memories arose.

I often came here to play in my previous life. At that time, I had no self-cultivation, and I couldn’t see anything. When I come here again in this life, things are different. The mountains, rivers and rivers are still so familiar, but the cultural scenery has spanned a hundred years.

At this time, in Ye Wentian's eyes, the Minjiang River is the center of the convergence of water veins, exuding an invisible force, connecting the mountains, rivers and terrains passing by, and faintly incorporating humanistic atmosphere into it, nourishing this land.

This is a naturally formed place of geomantic omen, and the scope is so large that it accommodates the entire surrounding area where the water flows through. At the end, one side of the water and soil nourishes one side of people, and one side of the landscape has a certain style.