A man in the Qin Dynasty changed the world by collecting entries.

Ji Mo Yun and Ji Mo Hua Xue also took the initiative to talk about the Ji Mo clan and Ji Mo city.

Jimo City was one of the four separate capitals of the State of Qi, and it was an important town. Historically, the people who served as the magistrate of Jimo City belonged to the Tian Qi clan.

The current doctor in Jimo is their father, Jimo Xi.

Their Jimo clan originated from the Tian clan, and were descendants of Tian Dan, the former garrison commander of Jimo and the Grand Master of Jimo. Therefore, they can be considered members of the Tian Qi clan and have some royal blood from the Qi royal family.

Bai Yuan and the others were aware of this information.

When Ji Moyun spoke of his ancestor Tian Dan, a hint of pride appeared on his face.

"Speaking of which, our Jimo family's family martial arts are a sword technique passed down from our ancestor Tian Dan. I started learning and practicing swordsmanship when I was a child, and I have been learning swordsmanship for twelve years now."

Listening to his words, Bai Yuan also noticed that Ji Moyun's gaze repeatedly drifted to the peach blossom sword beside him, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"You seem quite curious about my sword?"

Bai Yuan took the initiative to ask.

When Bai Yuan noticed his actions, Ji Moyun scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"After all, I am also a swordsman."

Therefore, I pay more attention to things related to swords.

Bai Yuan smiled and nodded.

Ji Moyun looked at the Peach Blossom Sword again and asked a question in confusion.

"Mr. Bai Yuan must also be a master swordsman, right? But why is the sword he carries just a wooden sword?"

Upon hearing his question, Bai Yuan smiled slightly.

"I wouldn't presume to call myself an expert; I can only say I have a basic understanding. As for the wooden sword, it's purely a matter of personal preference. This sword was carved by my own hand, so it has a special meaning to me. Besides, a wooden sword isn't necessarily inferior to a bronze or iron sword."

Upon hearing this, Ji Moyun nodded slightly. He knew that Bai Yuan's statement that he only had a slight understanding of swordsmanship was just a humble remark.

As a disciple of Master Beiming, how could he only have a superficial understanding?

Ji Moyun also knew very well that wooden swords were generally used by beginners or people when practicing swordsmanship, because they were weak and not easy to hurt others or themselves.

Bai Yuan uses a wooden sword as his weapon, yet he believes it is no worse than an iron or bronze sword. This shows that whether he uses a wooden or bronze sword is no longer important to him, which clearly demonstrates his great confidence in his own strength.

Ji Moyun felt a surge of excitement, looking at Bai Yuan as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Bai Yuan looked at him and smiled gently.

Ji Moyun nodded slightly and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect: "When we arrive in Ji Mo City, I would like to ask you for some guidance, sir. I hope you can give me some pointers!"

Upon seeing this, Ji Mo Huaxue, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but reach out and touch her forehead.

She knew it would be like this.

So she quickly tugged at Ji Moyun's sleeve: "Brother, your behavior is a bit too rude."

As she spoke, she gave Bai Yuan an apologetic look.

Seeing the siblings' behavior, Bai Yuan couldn't help but smile.

Ji Moyun seems to be genuinely interested in swordsmanship, even to the point of obsession.

This is probably not the first or second time I've had to ask someone for advice.

He waved his hand slightly at Ji Mo Huaxue: "It's alright. I'm also a bit curious about the Ji Mo family's sword technique. But it's not about giving me any pointers, just a friendly exchange!"

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's agreement, Ji Moyun could not hide the joy on his face.

"Then thank you very much, sir!"

Ji Mo Huaxue gave a helpless look, but didn't say anything more.

Besides, she was actually quite curious about Bai Yuan's strength. As the disciple of the legendary Taoist master Bei Ming, she believed that his strength must be extraordinary. This time, her brother had probably brought trouble upon himself.

As the sun set, the group successfully arrived in Jimo City.

As they passed through the city gate, Ji Moyun flashed his token, and the soldiers at the gate immediately let them through.

After entering Jimo City, Bai Yuan and the others sat in the carriage, watching the pedestrians coming and going in the city under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Jimo City truly lived up to its reputation as a major city comparable to Linzi. The streets were bustling with pedestrians, and there were shops everywhere hawking their wares. Many wealthy merchants also frequented the city.

Compared to the scholarly atmosphere and peaceful tranquility of Sanghai City, this place is much more lively.

Jimo City has a higher economic level than Sanghai. Farmers here are wealthy, the wine industry is more developed, and there are more taverns in the city than in Sanghai.

"What does Mr. Bai Yuan think of Jimo City?"

Ji Moyun asked with a smile.

"Very good! Much more prosperous than Sanghai."

"It's a pity it's getting late. Father must have already prepared a dinner and is waiting for us. Otherwise, I would definitely take you all on a good tour."

Ji Moyun sighed softly.

"It's okay, we have plenty of time anyway, we can go shopping again tomorrow."

Bai Yuan and the others didn't seem to care much about this.

After all, they arrived two days early, so they had plenty of time to explore and have fun.

Ji Moyun and Ji Mohua Xue nodded in agreement: "That's right, we'll definitely show you around Ji Mo tomorrow!"

Chapter 63 Can be long or short, can be big or small

The carriage slowly stopped.

Ji Moxi was standing in front of the gate with his family, waiting.

He had received a letter from Ji Moyun the night before, informing him that they were coming back.

Although they were unable to invite the Confucian scholar Xun Kuang this time, it was within his expectations, so he was not too disappointed.

On the contrary, when he learned from the letter that the two had invited a master from the Taoist Tianzong sect, he was overjoyed.

Compared to Xunzi of the Confucian school, disciples of the Heavenly Sect are even more difficult to recruit.

Moreover, the person invited was a direct disciple of Master Beiming, a person of the same generation as Xun Kuang. How could he not be pleased?

Perhaps the Jimo clan can take this opportunity to befriend the Tianzong.

Even if he didn't have any ulterior motives, the opportunity to befriend such a top-tier sect was extremely rare, and he would definitely not miss it.

Bai Yuan stepped down from the carriage and saw so many people standing there. He and Han Fei exchanged a glance, and he saw a smile in Han Fei's eyes.

He clearly knew that these people had come for Bai Yuan.

As everyone stepped forward, Ji Moyun took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Father, these are the people I mentioned to you in my letter. This is Mr. Bai Yuan of the Daoist Tianzong sect and Miss Ningyan. This is Han Fei, a esteemed disciple of Master Xun."

Ji Moxi nodded slightly after hearing this and gave Bai Yuan a smile.

"I received a letter yesterday informing me that Mr. Bai Yuan would be attending my birthday banquet. I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night. I have prepared a banquet to welcome you all. Please come in quickly."

Bai Yuan was somewhat taken aback by Ji Moxi's enthusiastic manner.

Han Fei saw this and hid to the side, secretly laughing.

They were soon welcomed into the mansion.

Bai Yuan took the opportunity to survey the environment inside, mainly looking for the spiritual objects he had seen earlier, but he found nothing unusual and could only suppress his doubts for the time being.

After a sumptuous dinner, Ji Moxi, considering that they had been traveling by carriage all day, did not keep them to chat for too long and had someone take them to their rooms to rest.

Interestingly, they only prepared two guest rooms.

One room is for Han Fei, and the other is for Bai Yuan and Ning Yan.

After all, in the eyes of Ji Moxi and the others, Ningyan was just a maidservant by Bai Yuan's side, only her status might be a little higher, so they did not specially prepare a third room.

Han Fei chuckled to himself, then yawned, looking genuinely tired.

"Uncle-Master, I'll go rest now. You should all get some rest too!"

He emphasized the word "breakfast" and immediately slipped away, afraid that if he was too late, Bai Yuan would catch him and teach him a lesson.

As soon as Han Fei left, Bai Yuan and Ning Yan exchanged a glance, then pushed open the wooden door and entered the room.

Looking at the environment inside, the two fell silent for a moment.

The room was decorated in a rather elegant style. To the right of the door was a low wooden table, while to the left was a bed large enough to accommodate two people.

Bai Yuan walked to the desk, put Xue'er down, and coughed twice to break the silence.

"I'm going to cultivate tonight. If you want to rest, you should go to sleep first!"

After he finished speaking

He sat cross-legged, swallowed a Qi-nourishing pill, and immediately entered a state of cultivation.

When Ningyan saw that Bai Yuan had started cultivating, she went forward, picked up Xue'er, and sat on the bed watching him.

Upon discovering that he had truly entered a meditative state, Ningyan smiled slightly, her lips curving upwards, and she felt a warm glow in her heart.

Ningyan picked up Xue'er and placed her aside. She then reached out and untied her belt, took off her thick outer garment, and prepared to go to bed.

Then, a rustling sound rang out in the quiet room.

She put her coat aside, put on her nightgown, and hid under the covers, also picking up Xue'er as she went.

Lying on the bed, Ningyan turned to her side and hugged Xue'er, the two of them watching Bai Yuan.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she gradually felt sleepy, so she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. He sensed a special power approaching. A large amount of black energy poured in from outside the room and quickly covered the entire room.

Under the shroud of black mist, everything in front of Bai Yuan turned gray and white, and his surroundings changed from a guest room to an empty ancient battlefield.

Ningyan and Xue'er had completely disappeared, and even the peach blossom sword that he had placed on the table was gone.

Not far in front of him appeared a person holding a long sword with a bluish-black body, whose true face could not be seen.

He immediately confirmed that it was indeed the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit, proving that his previous guess was correct.