Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 146 Forged Book and Rumors
As the saying goes, one day in the sky and one year in the ground, Yi Shuyuan was quite afraid that this would happen. Fortunately, he stayed in the Heavenly Court for a day, and when he came back, the rain had just stopped in Chengtian Mansion.

At least judging from the clouds, the rain clouds within Chengtian Mansion have just poured out their energy and started to dissipate.

A faint white cloud fell, and Cao Yugao took Yi Shuyuan to the sky above Yanshan Mountain outside Chengtian Mansion.

"Mr. Yi, you don't need to go to Chengtian Mansion?"

"I won't go for the time being. I also wanted to come to Yanshan, but because I wanted to help Miss Lu, I went all the way to the port of Chengtianfu."

The Yanshan Mountain below has high peaks and gentle slopes, mountain streams and low valleys. At this moment, it is still surrounded by clouds and mist, and the Kaiyang Grand Canal can be seen on one side of the mountains.

Yi Shuyuan looked in the direction of the canal, and looked at Lu Yuwei who was on the side.

"Miss Lu, your matter has been settled, do you have other plans?"

Lu Yuwei solemnly bowed to Yi Shuyuan and Cao Yugao.

"This time, I would like to thank Mr. Cao and God General Cao for their help. Yuwei has nothing to repay. I only hope that I can repay this kindness in the future. I have been away for a long time, and I am going to return to Tianyuanchi after this journey, so as not to worry about my mother."

Cao Yugao remained expressionless.

"Cao just can't understand some things. The one who helped you is Mr. Yi. I will accept it after thanking you. As for the great kindness, you should repay Mr. Yi!"

Although Cao Yugao's face was cold and even a bit scary, Lu Yuwei was not afraid of him now, and knew that this Thunder God was also a temperamental person, so she smiled and nodded towards Cao Yugao.

"Mr. Yi, God General Cao, Yuwei stay here first!"

"What about me, what about me?"

Hui Mian poked his head out and stood on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder to express his dissatisfaction. This carp spirit doesn't understand anything!
Lu Yuwei also saluted Hui Mian with a smile, and then she didn't procrastinate, she jumped directly from the clouds and fell straight towards the Grand Canal with a burst of mist.

Looking from a distance, there was no splash of water.

At this moment, the clouds turned to the mountains, and Cao Yugao did not say goodbye until they fell on a hill.

"Okay, Cao will be sent here, Mr. Yi, we will meet later!"

Yi Shuyuan and Cao Yugao saluted each other.

"If you have any news, please contact Yi."

Cao Yugao knew what Yi Shuyuan was referring to.

"must!"

After saying this, Cao Yugao raised his head to look at the sky, and then he ascended to the sky with his divine light.

Now, only Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian were left on the hill.

"Sir, it's just the two of us, this Yanshan should be quite suitable, right?"

"Naturally it is suitable, go and find a place."

As he said that, Yi Shuyuan walked briskly in the mountains. At this moment, the rain had just stopped, and the mountains were fresh, and the branches and leaves everywhere were covered with a layer of light.

"Sir, it's not wet over there!"

After passing through several hills, Hui Mian saw a dry place under a stone wall in the distance.

Yi Shuyuan walked over, and just now there were stones blocking some perspectives, and he found that the stone wall was slightly concave, and the space inside was not small. The key is that there are several earth walls, earth frames, and the upper part is ventilated roof tiles.

Obviously there used to be a room here, but now there are only traces left, and I don't know how long it has been sealed here.

There is also a big rock protruding from the cliff above the head, and a tree hanging from the cliff.

If there is a cave on the rock and the cliff under the tree, it will be the place where the protagonist in the classic martial arts bridge encounters adventures. Unfortunately, there are no caves and no cheats.

"Good place!"

Yi Shuyuan walked into the ruined wall, there was a gentle slope on the left, and a few towering trees on the right, together with the cliff itself, created a natural shelter from the wind in the mountain, and the terrain was slightly higher than the surrounding, so that Stays dry in the rain.

Yi Shuyuan flicked his sleeves to the ground.

"call"

A gust of wind blows, and the dust in the dilapidated house is immediately blown away, and there are still some stones with relatively regular shapes, which can be used as stools or tables.

Yanshan is also called Longyanshan, which means the place where the dragon veins extend. It is a high mountain at the foot of Emperor Dayong. The name naturally has a special meaning.

Yi Shuyuan didn't want to explore what dragon's veins are or are not, but Yanshan's aura is indeed relatively abundant, coupled with this hidden but charming remnant hut, he also has the feeling of a person in the immortal way practicing in the mountains.

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones were laid out one by one on the stones here, and Hui Mian volunteered to start grinding ink.

Yi Shuyuan took out most of the paper left over from the previous fan making.

Hui Mian polished the ink skillfully, while looking at the paper in Yi Shuyuan's hand, even it could feel the special aura on the paper.

"Sir, with just so little paper, it's not enough to make a book."

Yi Shuyuan was also thinking about it, and when he heard Hui Mian's words, he couldn't help but muttered an answer.

"There used to be a kind of writing in the immortal way, called 'Tianlu', which could record all kinds of wonderful things with just one stroke. Those who have no way see it as if they are seeing white paper, and those who have the way can only read the true face when they see it. "

Although the Yin Bamboo Slips are also very powerful, but that is the ingenious workmanship of the judge of the Yin Division, and there is still a limit after all.

Immortal Dao naturally has its own methods.

"Then sir, do you know how to make a heavenly book?"

Yi Shuyuan spread his hands.

"I don't know, but I have an idea."

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan held a small stack of papers in his hands. Based on the conditions of these papers, the Chengtian Book is definitely no problem.

Thinking of this, Yi Shuyuan took out the folding fan and unfolded it.

In fact, this folding fan already has that kind of taste. The painting can be integrated into the fan, and it can be changed in countless ways. Naturally, it can also achieve the effect of the Tianlu Book, although it is definitely not the orthodox Tianlu Book.

But Yi Shuyuan felt that there was no need to make an orthodox Tianlu book, as long as he could understand it.

Up to this point, Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly, feeling proud of his genius idea, and shared his idea with Hui Mian.

Hui Mian put down the ink stick to look at Yi Shuyuan, hesitantly said.

"Sir, what does your book have to do with the word Tianlu?"

Yi Shuyuan fell into deep thought, he was not embarrassed, but really fell into thinking, and his brows were stretched again after a long time.

"Just now, the so-called orthodox celestial book, although the celestial art is wonderful, it's just a change in the words, and it conforms to the law determined by the celestial beings."

"If my book is finished, it will definitely not be like this. It should be transformed into the wonder of change, to express the emotion in the text, to be able to enter the text and also to be emotional. It is in line with the impermanence of the world and the number of heaven and earth, so I really want to discuss it on the table. , mine is the real heavenly book!"

Yes, Yi Shuyuan felt that his fallacy was invincible, or it could not be counted as fallacy, because when he had this idea in his mind, Shensi already had a clue for everything that would follow.

When everything made sense, Yi Shuyuan realized something in his heart again, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Although it's a joke, the words in my mouth reflect my thoughts. Through this book, I can see all kinds of things in the world, the world, the world, myself, all living beings, and the world of mortals."

Hui Mian on the other side listened carefully, at first he thought that the husband was making excuses, but then he gradually showed a look of deep understanding, and was shocked after listening to it.

Mr. is worthy of being Mr.!
Then Hui Mian quickly came back to his senses and opened his mouth to remind.

"Sir, the ink is finished."

"Ah."

Everything is just right, Yi Shuyuan is also calm at this moment, the dust in his hand turns into a pen, and he writes on the paper when it is stained with ink.

However, Yi Shuyuan did not immediately describe the stories that happened before, but more like painting.

A long ink mark draws a circle along the edge of the paper, and then draws a line around the left edge of each paper, which makes Hui Mian on the side feel extremely novel.

During this process, the infinite spiritual energy in the mountains seems to be drawn by the pen and ink, and it continues to gather and blend into the lines drawn by the paper and pen and ink.

This movement is not small, and it is no wonder that Yi Shuyuan wants to be in the mountains with no one and no orthodox mountain gods. If he is in the city, he will definitely disturb the ghosts and gods and cause some unnecessary troubles.

Yes, there may be a god of hair in Yanshan Mountain, but there is no righteous god who controls the mountain. After the previous mountain god fell and ascended, there is still no righteous god who controls the mountain.

After drawing most of the paper, Yi Shuyuan folded the paper and aligned it, and the pen in his hand turned into a folding fan again.

At this moment, the fan was raised slightly, and the mana in Yi Shuyuan's body quickly merged into the folding fan, until he felt that there was no way to continue, his eyes flashed, and the folding fan in his hand waved down.

slam
It wasn't a breeze that went down, but a burst of fire, and the whole stack of paper seemed to be on fire.

In the flames, the paper that was originally at least an arm's length seemed to be shrinking rapidly, and the ink color just drawn turned into a substantial line.

Especially the looped lines on the left directly penetrated the paper one by one, connecting all the papers together.

Yi Shuyuan held the fire in one hand, without any burning sensation.

Another gourd flew out of his sleeve, Yi Shuyuan threw the fire ball in his hand, the gourd opened the mouth of the gourd and sucked in the burning book, and then fell in front of Yi Shuyuan.

Indistinctly, the gourd seems to have a phantom of a pill furnace, and the flames inside are burning continuously.

Rather than saying that Yi Shuyuan is making books, it is better to say that he is forging magic weapons, which is obviously very different from ordinary Tianlu books.

Hui Mian was staring at this big gourd in a daze, Mr. Qiankun gourd is really a treasure.

At this time, Yi Shuyuan was slightly relieved. Generally speaking, he had integrated his treasure with his own way of transformation. The more stories recorded in this book, the more it would help him achieve his way.

Several treasures are not only in line with Yi Shuyuan's interests, but also closely related to his practice.

"Alright, let's see if Zhong Bin has sorted out any interesting spells!"

When Yi Shuyuan said this, he took out the books that Qi Zhongbin had sorted out before, with a trace of curiosity and expectation on his face.

The way of change is the best way to turn decay into magic, and the spells of warlocks may not be without shining points in Yi Shuyuan.

Seeing this, Yi Shuyuan gradually became fascinated.——
Day by day, when Yi Shuyuan was reading a book in peace, the collapse of all the statues of river gods in the temples along the Kaiyang Grand Canal has gradually caused a sensation.

This is not a single temple where the god statue was damaged. With the passage of upstream and downstream ships, more and more people gradually knew that something happened to the river temples along the river, and all the god statues collapsed without exception.

What's more, there are rumors that in Dongyang Mansion where Boyungang is located, in a remote place in the mountains, someone saw a huge fish head falling from the sky.

Many people are saying that the river god of the Kaiyang Grand Canal has passed away, and for a while, the temple on the Kaiyang River has little incense.
(End of this chapter)