As the old beggar said, this rope is neither metal, nor water, nor wood, nor fire, nor earth, and does not belong to the five elements.

Most of the things in the world are among the five elements. Every grass, tree, bird, beast, and even wind, cloud, thunder and lightning belongs to the five elements. It is like saying that this thing is not matter.

But with the eyes of the old beggar and Jingyuan, you will not be mistaken.

Since the calligraphy and paintings are tied with this rope, will the calligraphy and paintings be special?

Ji Yuan thought so, picked up the scroll on one side and slowly unfolded it.

However, the content inside disappointed Ji Yuan and the old beggar. This is a map of the country, with a book on it "Showing the Mountains and Rivers", and the name of the painter, which is the old emperor's name Chu Ze. It is obviously unlikely that there will be anything magical. Otherwise, the old emperor would be a master who can't even see Ji Yuan and the old beggar.

Ji Yuan refocused on the golden wire rope in his hand and looked at the old emperor on the side and asked.

"Your Majesty, where did this golden wire rope come from?"

Before today, the old emperor would only think that this was just an ordinary rope woven with gold silk, so he would not remember anything about the rope, so he had to look at the old eunuch beside him.

"Gong Shun, do you know?"

The old eunuch actually couldn't remember it very clearly. There were so many golden wire ropes in the palace that there were such things. How could he remember them specifically? But when the old emperor asked, he could only answer with a gritty bullet and thought about the way forward.

"When you go back to your Majesty, there are many golden wire ropes in the palace. The eunuchs who pick up goods will take some from the manufacturing site every once in a while. This golden wire rope may be made by a skilled craftsman in the manufacturing site."

“Manufacturing Department?”

The old beggar narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Haha, this rope is definitely not something that ordinary people can make, and it is not golden thread..."

Speaking of this, the old beggar suddenly thought of something, facing one side of the jade passage.

"Master Men, take your picture again."

"yes!"

Men Yutong took out the scroll from the things in the sleeves and handed it to the old beggar with both hands. It seemed that he understood the old beggar's idea, Jiyuan also handed over the golden wire rope in his hand.

The old beggar grabbed the golden wire rope, gently wrapped it on the scroll for a few weeks, and then tied it. After tying the golden wire rope, the original extraordinaryness of the Xiezhi scroll did not disappear, nor did it change because of the tied gold wire, but it just gave Jiyuan and the old beggar a feeling that it should have been like this.

"So that's it. This thread was originally tied to a Xie Zhi scroll."

Originally, I didn’t find anything in the Tianzi Treasure House, but people like Jiyuan and the old beggar usually left, but the reason why they didn’t leave was mainly because Jiyuan and there was a faint feeling that was indescribable.

As soon as he found the golden thread, the feeling of Jiyuan disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel enlightenment, knowing that there was nothing worth looking for.

In fact, the Xiezhi scroll itself is just a little extraordinary aura, which is just equivalent to a talisman, and can be easily sealed. Whether or not this golden wire rope has little impact, but the current situation at least makes Jiyuan understand that the two come from the same source.

As for the golden thread, it doesn’t look like a magic weapon at all, it’s just a special material, and it’s more like the one who painted the paintings at the time, which he used to draw.

Ji Yuan pulled away the golden wire rope again and returned the Xie Zhi scroll to Men Yutong, then said to the old emperor.

"Your Majesty, can we take this golden wire rope?"

Even though he knew that the golden wire rope was definitely extraordinary, the old emperor knew better that he was useless to use it, and Giving Jiyuan and the old beggar was an important favor. Of course, he would not have any objections and responded quickly.

"I have been saying this for a long time. If the two immortals like something, just take it away, this thing will naturally be the same. It's just a golden wire rope."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ji Yuan bowed to the old emperor. Although he was just a brief hand, it was the first time he bowed to the old emperor, which made the latter, who had been in the position of emperor for a long time, feel a little excited.

"You are polite, by the way, I have already ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare a dinner party. Why don't the two immortal chiefs stay and have a meal together? National Master, do you think so?"

Men Yutong also said quickly.

"Yes, the two immortals might as well have a meal in the palace, right?"

"hehe……"

Jiyuan smiled.

"You two don't have to be nervous. I won't leave yet, but I'll be spared for meals in the palace. Ji Mouke agreed to cook a meal for the Qiao family's children and greet the two old hens back and forth."

The old beggar reached into the collar without any image to scratch the itch behind him, and also refused.

"Hey, Mr. Ji wants to cook. How could I not try it? Mr. Ji, what are you waiting for? Let's go, it will be dark if you don't leave."

A lot of things happened today. It was already afternoon. Although it was still dark, the old beggar was really curious about the skills of making a fortune.

Without the consent of the old emperor, the national teacher and others, we walked first. The old emperor opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say whether he could go together.

Ji Yuan and the old beggar have left. Qiao Yong, who is begging for a moment, hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

"Uh, your Majesty, the guilty minister, should the guilty minister go back?"

The old emperor was stunned when he heard this and looked at Qiao Yong.

"Qiao Aiqing, you are still here? Go back quickly. Remember to entertain the two immortal chiefs for me. By the way, what ingredients are needed, send them directly to the imperial kitchen! Don't be stunned. Other guests are waiting for the owner, go quickly!"

"Yes, yes, yes, the criminal will receive the order, I will go immediately!"

Qiao Yong accused him of the crime and quickly left. The old emperor and others also left the imperial study at the same time, but Qiao Yong, who was leaving quickly, could not see Jiyuan and the old beggar.

"National Master, how do you think I will deal with it?"

Standing outside the imperial study room, the old emperor frowned slightly at Qiao Yong's departure back and asked Men Yutong beside him.

"Your Majesty advances and retreats in moderation and deals with them properly. No one can do better than Your Majesty."

After thinking about it, Men Yutong said again.

"Your Majesty, I will take my leave first."

"The national teacher won't stay for meals?"

Men Yutong sighed and raised the Xie Zhu scroll in his hand.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what secrets this painting involves. My Taoist practice is not enough to bear this secret. I can't keep it, and I dare not keep it. I'd better give it to the two immortal chiefs."

Before, Ji Yuan and the old beggar cast spells at the Tianshi Master, but then Men Yutong was a little worried that the two masters would take the scroll directly, but the Immortal Cultivation Master did not do such a thing, so he gave it back to him afterwards, just urged him to remember to keep it well.

But at this moment, Men Yutong thought about it and felt that it was wrong. He felt that he didn't dare to keep the painting, so he had the idea of ​​handing it over to the two masters. Perhaps the two masters had expected it and had not explained it before.

"By the way, Your Majesty, the two immortal princes said something before, on the Pozishan in Bianrong Mansion..."

...

While Ji Yuan was cooking in Qiao's house in person, the immortal masters from the Tianshi Department of the capital and the eunuchs who were delivering the orders had already set off and happened to meet with the people sent by Bianrong Mansion to report.

Before the food was ready, Yutong, the national master, came to Qiao Mansion and left a picture of Xie Zhi very seriously. Jiyuan did not come out in the kitchen, but the old beggar went to the front yard to receive it.

In addition to making dishes from Jizhou, Jiyuan also tried to restore the fish made on the Xuanxin Mansion Flying Boat. Although it was not as good as the Guishui Golden Scale Fish the next day, it had the cooking techniques of jujube nectar and Jiyuan. Even an ordinary grass carp was cooked very well, and even it even melted the thorns in it, making it more convenient for children to taste, and there was no need to say much about the taste.

During this period, Ji Yuan generously took out one of the thousand-doubled pots and poured wine for everyone. Although it was the white thousand-doubled pot, the wine in it was also very beneficial to people, and the spiritual energy contained was easier to absorb.

When it was late at night, it was still the small courtyard of the guesthouse. Ji Yuan held a golden thread in his hand and a picture of Xie Zhi in his hand. The two of them sat opposite to the stone table in the yard.

"Mr. Ji, it's more appropriate for you to collect this picture of Xiezhi. The old beggar only hopes that you can tell me the profound meaning of this picture."

The old beggar pushed the scroll to Jiyuan, and the latter spread it on the table. Without the spiritual energy and magic power, it was like an ordinary painting, but the things on it were more ferocious and strange.

"Mr. Lu, it's not that Ji Mou didn't want to say it. Ji Mou didn't know what the painting had. As for Xie Zhi, Jin Wu, Bi Fang and other things, I feel that there is a lot to say, but I feel that I can't tell the reason."

This is the truth about Jiyuan. After all, he didn't specialize in this in his previous life. He had an impression and could say something, but it could not be very detailed. However, this is inevitable that he could understand different meanings in the old beggar's ears.

"Okay, it seems that it is suitable for more talk. The old beggar will go to rest first, and sir, go to bed early."

The old beggar did not force it, stood up and patted his butt, and turned around and entered the guest room opposite.

Although I don’t know much today, I vaguely feel like facing the secrets of ancient times. Even people like the old beggar, when I think about it carefully, the shock in my heart remains undiminished.

I also know this kind of secret that must be extremely difficult to obtain, and it is normal that I don’t want to say more about the fate.

At the moment of closing the door, the old beggar looked at the plot in front of the stone table in the yard through the slowly closed crack of the door. Under the moonlight, the plot in the blue shirt seemed to be coated with a layer of light film. He was holding a golden thread in his hand and was looking at the scroll on the table in deep thought.

‘The longer you know, the more you become, you will be unable to understand you. What is the sacred place you are?’

However, even if the origin of Jingyuan is unknown, people like the old beggar who understand the mind and nature and have a great faith in Jingyuan's character. Knowing the path of this person must be a dignified path.
Chapter completed!