Ji Zijing has been a little worried recently. He was originally a famous scholar in Xiye City, but because of his family, he barely passed the exam for some fame.

But because he was not determined to be here, he passed the scholar exam several times and was not allowed to pass the exam again.

The worst in their family, he also got a Juren, so when Ji Zijing failed the exam many times, his father was furious and simply locked him into the mountains and forced him to study hard.

Unexpectedly, this hit his mind instead. Without his parents' control, he sang the wind and the moon in the deep mountains, and was so happy.

After a while, Ji Zijing had been dealing with woodcutters, charcoal men, monks and hermits in the deep mountains for a long time, but Ji Zijing gradually gained some fame.

Everyone knows that their Ji family has produced such a famous scholar who regards fame and fortune, and it has spread farther and farther, and it has become more and more mysterious. There are even saying that he does not burn fire in winter or fan the wind in summer.

However, it was just because Ji Zijing's parents died and he was not good at managing his family, so he gradually lost his family. He couldn't afford to live in the city, so he simply moved back to the mountains to live. But he was famous enough that he could still rely on some friends to support him.

As for why it is said that he does not burn fire in winter and does not fan the wind in summer, it is just because his life in the mountains is hard and he has a bit of helpless behavior.

Even due to inconvenient transportation, sometimes people are unable to help, and he can't help but get hungry.

As for paper, pen and ink, and mattressing, it was even more impossible to guarantee it. So much so that he was often interested, so he simply wrote inscriptions on the wall and used bricks as pillows to lie down.

But I never thought that the more this happened, the more surprised everyone would feel when they saw it, and their fame became more prosperous.

On this day, he was sleeping soundly in his dream when a mouse suddenly crawled over his face and woke him up.

When he was angry, he grabbed the brick that was used as a pillow and smashed it at the mouse. Unfortunately, the mouse was very flexible and quickly escaped, but the brick was split.

Ji Zijing looked at the broken brick with some regret, feeling that he was too enthusiastic. Suddenly, he found a few small characters engraved on one corner of the broken brick.

He was surprised that he had been holding the brick for so long but didn't notice it, so he looked at it carefully.

He found that the brick had seventeen words arranged before it was fired, and the bricks were engraved with "The brick was made of a pillow and smashed into a rat." It was exactly the time of Shen on August 11, 2008, the bricks were as predicted on the bricks.

Surprised Ji Zijing looked at the fragments again and found the name and seal of the craftsman on it.

He immediately packed up the broken bricks and left the house, went down the mountain, found a ox cart and took him to the nearby area to find the craftsman.

Because he was quite famous in Xiye City, everyone was surprised when they heard about this, so they helped inquire and soon found the craftsman.

Ji Zijing brought the broken bricks to the door to visit the craftsman, showed him the broken bricks, and asked him about the whole story.

"I have looked at these pieces carefully," said the craftsman. "I did burn this brick, but the words on it were carved by a wise man."

"He once had kindness to me and gave me some advice in my confusion, so I carved this in the brick as he told me."

"Do you know where he lives?" Ji Zijing asked hurriedly.

"He lives in Gumo City, not too far away." The craftsman replied, "I can give you a place, but he often travels around, and I don't know if you can see him as you wish."

Ji Zijing thanked him again and again. After knowing the location, he immediately went to the wise man's residence and asked for a visit.

A few young people in the door walked out politely and led him in, not as different as his ragged clothes.

After Ji Zijing took his seat, several young people began to greet him.

After hearing Ji Zijing express his purpose, a young man bowed and said, "I'm sorry to tell you that the Thousand Immortals Master has been out for several months, but we also look forward to your visit for a long time."

Seeing Ji Zijing showing a puzzled expression, the young man continued, "Because before the Qianxian Master went out, he predicted that you would come here today. Your name is Ji Zijing, and you are a scholar in Xiye City."

Ji Zijing was extremely surprised, but he didn't expect that the other party could even know this. He heard that he was an immortal master, so he was not convinced.

After all, although he was not good at fame, he always envied the deeds of immortals. In addition, he had been away from home for many years and had long been indifferent to the world, but became increasingly obsessed with immortals' immortals' immortals' immortals.

He immediately asked, "Are you all disciples of Qianxian Master? I wonder what the hell is there to pay attention to if I want to worship under the name of Qianxian Master?"

Several young people laughed and said, "We are all people around Gumo, and we all come to admire the name of Thousand Immortals."

"But Master Qianxian never accepts disciples, but I can't help but talk about it here."

"We also heard that Mr. Ji has come here recently, so we gathered here to wait for Mr.

"I heard that Mr. Ji is a famous scholar in the West Night. We are just about to ask Mr. Ji for advice." After saying that, several young people all bowed.

Although Ji Zijing was interested in exploring his thoughts, he did not dare to act rashly with the immortal master. But he could not resist the kindness of everyone and reluctantly agreed to chat.

Unexpectedly, the more I chatted, the more I felt surprised. Although the young men looked young, their conversation was extremely good and their knowledge was quite lofty. They couldn't help but yearn for the Thousand Immortal Masters they mentioned.

Everyone talked until evening, and a few old women brought food. After everyone ate, they continued to be light. At night, everyone felt that they met too late.

So several young people invited Ji Zijing to stay. They said, "The Thousand Immortals are casual and can't help but let us wander around. Since Mr. Ji is here for the Thousand Immortals, you might as well stay for a few more days. If you happen to be a coincidence, it is unknown if you meet the Thousand Immortals in person."

Ji Zijing was originally free and easy, and there was nothing wrong with the family, so he slept with everyone and chatted for another three days.

After three days, Ji Zijing admired the Thousand Immortals even more, but after lingering for a long time, it was inconvenient and had to return embarrassedly.

However, since then, for half a month or a day, Ji Zijing always visited the residence of Qianxian Master. Unfortunately, after several months, he still had a relationship with Qianxian Master.

Therefore, after returning that day, Ji Zijing lay on the head of the bed, feeling depressed.

But when I think about it again, it is hard to meet the fate of immortality. If I am defeated by this small setback, wouldn’t I be too perseverance?

Thinking of this, he simply stumbled up and picked up the book and read it loudly. But what he didn't notice was that a faint shadow flew out from behind him next to him.

Then, the shadow circled and circled the hill where he was, and then flew to the top of a mountain in the distance. There was a cave on the cliff at the top, and the shadow drilled in.

Qian Yunsheng was sitting inside. He watched Agu come in and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Agu has long since disappeared from the ignorant appearance of the yellow sand sky wall over the years, and his mind has become much smarter.

He shook his head and said confidently, "It should be almost the same. I said, as long as you conquer this person and let him promote it, your fame will be great enough, right?"

"Over the years, we have been building momentum, and this reputation has finally become a little bit." Qian Yunsheng thought for a while and replied, "Now I add this Ji Zijing in. I think my name should be spread throughout the nearby cities."

"In this way, we should be able to have our status in Jialan Temple next time, and we can easily get in." Qian Yunsheng narrowed his eyes and carefully read his plan.

"With this title of Jialan Temple, after the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference is held in a few years, we can use the quota of Jialan Temple to sneak into Leiyin Temple."

"I found out clearly that these temples all respect Leiyin Temple as the common leader, but in fact they are not subordinate to each other, and there are also factions in it. Unless there were serious human life incidents before, Leiyin Temple would not be under control."

"Now there are only a few mortals in Jialan Temple. As long as we are innocent, it will be difficult for them to stop me from entering the temple."

"When I enter the temple, those mortals can't make any storms. In the end, the quota for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference will always fall into my hands."

"It's better to try to get it as fast as possible," Agu yawned and muttered, "It's really boring to monitor those mortals and pretend to be miracles."

"Anyway, I don't care. You can handle the next little things. I want to stay in the soul-catching banner for a while. If you need anything, you will call me." After that, he went straight in.

Qian Yunsheng shook his head. Since Agu and this seed with unknown origin and obviously extremely powerful for a long time, sometimes he felt that he was about to be fooled by it.

However, it is not the time to consider this. The most important thing now is to have an innocent identity to enter Leiyin Temple. Qian Yunsheng pointed to this innocent identity.

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Chapter completed!