Talk about the world of mortals in detail

At night, Yi Baokang and Yi Yongan, who had drunk a little too much, had already gone to bed. Zhao and Li had also gone to bed after cleaning up the kitchen.

Shi Sheng was meditating in Yi Shuyuan's house, while Hui Mian had disappeared, and he didn't know if he went out to play.

In Yi Abao's study, Yi Shuyuan slowly unfolded a piece of text on the desk, which was "The Change of the Universe" that had been framed before.

When we were on our way, there were so many people on the boat that it was inconvenient on the road. The carriage was swaying and chatting all the way. It seemed to Yi Abao that his uncle had never had time to take a closer look.

In fact, Yi Shuyuan had already seen it, and he was just looking at it now.

"Uncle, how do you think the framing looks?"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the original book and reached out to gently touch the large thick ink marks on it.

"The craftsmanship is good. You said someone wants to exchange it for gold and silver, a high-ranking official and a generous salary. Why not exchange it?"

Yi Abao had already told Yi Shuyuan about Xu Zichang's promises on the way. When the latter asked a slightly teasing question, Abao of course answered with a smile.

"Grandpa Uncle is joking. His words are too ridiculous. How can you believe such nonsense?"

Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly, but suddenly said.

"Then what if Xu Zichang's words are at least eight percent credible? In other words, are his words credible?"

Yi Abao was stunned for a moment, frowned and was silent for a while.

"Tempted?"

Yi Abao scratched his head and did not dare to hide this from his uncle.

"Indeed, there is a point. But thinking about it again, as Master Li said, these conditions are too unfair in the world."

"You, like me, met a good wife when you were young."

Yi Shuyuan looked at the calligraphy on the table again.

Yi Abao took a few steps closer and stared at the words for a while before suddenly speaking again.

"Uncle, please take this calligraphy away. This is your calligraphy."

When Yi Shuyuan heard this, he felt a little surprised, but also felt that it was reasonable. He was moved, but he was probably also a little afraid.

"It's not necessary. It's just that something is missing."

As he spoke, a seal made of light yellow jade appeared in Yi Shuyuan's hand. He turned the seal side up and breathed upward.

"Hoo"

Yi Abao seemed to have an illusion, as if his uncle breathed out a sigh of relief, and the originally dim seal surface became brighter.

Then Yi Shuyuan held the seal and dropped it towards the blank space of the copybook on the table.

"Pa~"

The seal and the paper are separated at the first touch, and the red seal shows the three ancient seal characters of "Yi Daozi".

At this moment, the copybook of "The Changes of Heaven and Earth" was still a miraculous calligraphy in Abao's eyes, and he was very careful and did not show off his skills.

"Keep it well. How you deal with it in the future is up to you. I still say the same thing, just don't sell it at a low price. Okay, go to bed early."

After saying this, Yi Shuyuan arrived at the study door, opened the door and prepared to leave.

Abao quickly shouted again.

"Grandpa"

"What else?"

"Well, I have a few classmates and friends who would like your name very much, if it's convenient for you."

Yi Shuyuan smiled and interrupted Yi Abao.

"Abao, uncle's words are not given casually. I can write a word to that old master. Yes, I will go to the mountain early tomorrow morning. Maybe I will stay for two days. Your grandfather will find you. Just tell the truth when you get up."

After saying this, Yi Shuyuan went out and left, leaving Yi Abao alone in the study with his thoughts.

There is a bedroom specially reserved for Yi Shuyuan in the Yi family's residence, and he naturally lives here now.

But before entering, Yi Shuyuan looked up at the sky and muttered something in his heart.

What the hell is Cao Yugao doing?

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Although we are in the village, it is not the time when we really need to get up early to work at night, and everyone in the village is resting when the sky is dark.

Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng got up earlier than others, and had already arrived at the Nanshan Hill of Kuonan Mountain before sunrise.

The two tombs of the two elders of the Yi family had obviously been repaired. Yi Shuyuan stood in front of the graves, knowing that his parents were no longer alive, but he still paid homage to the two graves respectively.

Shi Sheng and Hui Mian and one Diao also followed and worshiped together, and the latter even whispered to Shi Sheng.

"The only people in this world who can bear to pay homage to me are my parents in the grave."

After a while, Yi Shuyuan walked toward the rock on the east side. Shi Sheng and Hui Mian quickly followed, and a golden line continued to extend on the horizon.

The morning sun was slowly rising, shining brightly on the earth and falling on the southern hills, bringing a sense of warmth to Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng.

"The morning sun is like fire, the body is like water, and stone is born. You are gifted with water, but you must also know how to blend water and fire to create an immortal alchemy furnace."

Shi Sheng looked at the sun in the east, and after a while he closed his eyes, as if he could really feel the sun's fire bathing his body. When he opened his eyes again and looked behind him, there were two more people besides the master.

"Oh, wake up!" "It's only been a few years."

The words of Huang Hongchuan and Lao Song were filled with their own emotions. It was obvious that they had already arrived when Shi Sheng was still.

Shi Sheng looked at the two people curiously. One looked like an ordinary farmer or a woodcutter, and the other looked like an elderly man. But these two people were definitely not ordinary people.

"Shi Sheng, this is Huang Gong, the God of Kuonan Mountain, and this is Old Song from the mountain."

Shi Sheng quickly saluted.

"Shi Sheng has met the Mountain God and Mr. Song!"

"Hahahahahaha, no need to be polite" "Baby, just come back!"

The few of them said nothing more. Now that Shi Sheng had woken up, they walked towards the depths of the mountain together.

Shi Sheng, who was following the master, always felt a particularly comfortable and cordial feeling when walking in Kuonan Mountain, and every breath he took was particularly comfortable, as if the spiritual energy was sweet.

When he got close to the mountain stream, Shi Sheng felt as if he had returned home.

While walking, Shi Sheng left Yi Shuyuan's side and trotted towards the stream, as if that could bring him a happy feeling.

Regardless of whether the weather was cold or not, Shi Sheng took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and rushed into the stream, splashing and playing in the water amidst laughter and laughter.

“Chirp~~” “Chirp~chirp~~~”

There were a few birds circling around in the mountains, and a few landed on the branches by the stream.

"Hahahahaha, it's raining. It's raining."

While Shi was laughing, he held the stream water in his hands and poured it into the sky. Then the stream water fell like rain, and he shouted "Rain".

After the rainy season, there is still the inevitable "rain" disaster. As Shisheng splashes water and laughs, the originally thin clouds in the sky slowly thicken.

Hui Mian, who was running around catching fish and crabs near the creek, couldn't help but raise his head as drops of drizzle fell from the sky.

"Is it really raining?"

Shi Sheng screamed and stopped playing with the water.

Not only Hui Mian was surprised, but Huang Hongchuan and Lao Song were also surprised, especially the latter who suddenly understood something and showed a bit of envy.

Only Yi Shuyuan was not surprised and said calmly.

"Shi Sheng, you can cast the Immortal Foundation in this stream!"

"ah?"

Shi Sheng looked at Yi Shuyuan blankly, but when he saw the latter nodding slightly, his face suddenly showed joy and he bowed.

"It's Master!"

Since the master has said this, Shi Sheng has no doubt. In fact, at this moment, he can feel the clear energy of his spiritual platform.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Sheng quickly took off his coat and threw it on the shore. With only a bellyband left, he walked a few steps in the stream, and then sat down cross-legged in a position, exactly where the rocks and the fish were.

Soon after Shi Sheng sat down, the flow of spiritual energy in the mountains and the movement of water vapor in the sky gave a vague feeling of a gathering of storms and clouds.

Huang Hongchuan couldn't help but frown.

"Why is there such a big movement in creating the Immortal Foundation?"

"It's not just his movements, it's also mine."

Yi Shuyuan looked at the ground not far away.

"Hui Mian."

"Here you are, sir!"

"Protect the stone."

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan had already thrown the Fu Chi. Hui Mian didn't say much after catching it, and ran to Shi Sheng to guard it attentively to prevent the invasion of external demons.

Yi Shuyuan had already taken out a scroll.

"Huang Gong, I'll let you know in advance that Yi will take advantage of the mountainous terrain of Kuonan Mountain."

"Do you need Huang to help you?"

Yi Shuyuan dared to say this in front of a mountain god by taking advantage of the mountain's shape, which was considered a sign of trust in himself. Huang Hongchuan was not stingy either.

"Please help me melt copper into the furnace!"

The next moment, the scroll in Yi Shuyuan's hand unfolded, and the map of mountains, rivers, and society seemed to extend infinitely between reality and reality at the moment of ascending to heaven, and instantly merged into the entire Kuonan Mountain, and even all directions in the wilds.

"Stab~"

The folding fan unfolded, and a copper coffin hit the ground with a clang.

Huang Hongchuan and Lao Song, who were still astonished by the magic weapon just now, looked at each other and took a few steps back. The copper coffin had gradually lifted into the air under Yi Shuyuan's thoughts, reaching the surrounding treetops.

The wine gourd beside him opened his mouth, and a wisp of dark red wine flew out. When it flowed to the edge of the copper coffin and surrounded it, it was already igniting a raging fire.

The wine gourd and the alchemy furnace of Yi Shuyuan's artistic conception are intertwined in the mind. They reflect the inside and outside. The fire drawn at this moment appears dark red, just like the fire in the artistic conception.

The two people on the side looked at each other again and cast spells each. Since neither of them were good at controlling fire, they integrated their magic power into Yi Shuyuan's magical skills, which at least gave them some help.

But at this moment, Yi Shuyuan's thoughts moved slightly, and he borrowed the method from others. He flicked the folding fan, and the fire roared up to a height of ten feet. The mana was not lost at all, and the flames became even more intense.

The rain falling from the sky was completely evaporated before it reached this mountainous area, and the stream below was also reflected in a fiery red. Shi Sheng closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he didn't feel the heat above at all.

In other words, he felt it. Below him was the cold stream surrounded by water vapor, and above him was infinite heat and steaming flames. It was a sign that the inside and outside were connected. Within the artistic conception of his body, the trends of water, fire, yin and yang were gradually separated by external influences.

Although the copper coffin in the sky is strange, it is obviously not well protected. It cannot withstand the burning of this extraordinary fire and is rapidly deforming.

Yi Shuyuan seemed to be able to feel the changes in the stone's environment. The external image could help the stone's internal transformation, and the movement inside the stone's body could also help the external image.

"Wow, wow, wow."

The water vapor in the mountain was agitated, but Huang Hongchuan only felt that the amount of water vapor was far beyond what Kuonan Mountain should have, and it was completely unreasonable.

Could it be related to the painting that disappeared at a glance?

Lao Song was equally astonished and confused. He knew even less about immortality, so he could only continue to send out mana and watch patiently.

Yi Shuyuan didn't have so many ideas. In addition to paying attention to Shi Sheng, he was now paying attention to the alchemy furnace. The changes in the external alchemy furnace could be compared to the changes in Shi Sheng to a certain extent, as if he could directly see through the stormy world of Shi Sheng's artistic conception at this moment.

The yin and yang converge, melt the copper and cast the shape!

The copper coffin in the sky continued to melt and its shape gradually changed, but no matter how it changed, Yi Shuyuan carefully controlled it and did not let the pure yin-breeding energy inside it leak out.

The stars appear and gather in this furnace!

It was clearly raining in the sky, but in the eyes of Huang Hongchuan and others, the sky actually dimmed, and stars appeared all over the sky.

This is not because Yi Shuyuan can move the stars and change the sun and the moon at the same time, but with the help of the mountains and rivers, to achieve an effect similar to the change of the sky. Even the stars and the moon in the sky are all the residues that have been absorbed continuously in the gourd for several years.

And Japan and China already have it.

This is deceiving Tianshu and deceiving Tianji!

"Crack - boom -"

Although it was not yet the awakening of hibernation, the sky exploded with thunder and lightning illuminated the night sky, presenting a strange scene.

At this moment, in Kuonan Mountain, there is endless water vapor gathering below, and there is a raging fire above.

The sky showed the sun, moon and stars together, and there were also rain clouds, lightning and thunder. It was unclear whether the stars were falling or whether they were in an illusion.

Huang Hongchuan's heart was shaken. He suddenly felt as if he was no longer in Kuonan Mountain, but the feeling of being involved in the mountain had clearly not changed.