Ding Fan still emphasized that he should keep a low profile as much as possible and pay attention to confidentiality.
After the meeting, Mu Xiaolei took Zhang Xueyan to arrange specific matters.
Li Ruojing stayed in the conference room and talked with Ding Fan about the progress of the International I Ching Association.
"So far, the number of applicants has reached 200, and this number will continue to rise. There are people at home and abroad, which is beyond everyone's expectation." Li Ruojing had mixed feelings.
Ding Fan quickly asked: "The more people participate, the better the conference will be. Does Mr. Li have any concerns?"
"What puzzled me was that there were some groups who registered this time. Their background was unknown and the submitted information was very vague, so I rejected it directly. For this reason, the registration requirements were adjusted and only individuals can participate."
"Groups? What kind of organizations are they?" Ding Fan asked in confusion.
"There are many types of organizations abroad, mostly non-governmental organizations, and the understanding is not comprehensive. There are several sects in China."
Ding Fan was thoughtful, and Li Ruojing pushed over a list and pointed to a circled place, "After the application for Qingfengguan was rejected, this person signed up alone."
Niu Donglin!
Ding Fan's heart moved and he quickly asked: "Mr. Li, do you have a photo of this person?"
"have."
Li Ruojing opened his notebook, called up the backstage, and searched for this person. When Ding Fan looked at the photo, he burst into laughter. It turned out to be Taoist Priest Donglin from Qingfeng Temple.
Because a valid ID is required, a lay name is also used.
"Xiaofan, do you recognize this person?" Li Ruojing asked sensitively.
"This is Taoist Master Donglin of Qingfeng Temple in Fuyuan, a respected Taoist senior. He has an aloof personality and looks down on other sects. He only thinks that his family is the most authentic." Ding Fan explained with a smile.
oh!
Li Ruojing understood this. It was a habit of the world for people to not talk about their own good points.
"How can someone from a Taoist sect actively participate in secular affairs? I always find it incredible."
"They may pay more attention to the Internet than ordinary people. What's more, this is the I Ching Conference, which is somewhat irrelevant. Moreover, I just visited Taoist Priest Yuansheng of Beiyi City and invited him to participate. Maybe this matter
It must have spread privately."
"Can it pass? Will it be too quackish and have any negative impact on the conference?"
"I share Mr. Li's concerns. But I think that with their support at the conference, there will be no major omissions."
"Not bad." Li Ruojing nodded without objection.
The leader is not rich and powerful. Wu Yahuan knew this very well and immediately made a guarantee: "Don't choose the exhibition center as the venue for the conference. I will discuss with Xiaoyao Palace and hold it there."
Li Ruojing chuckled, "I have to trouble Miss Wu again."
"Mr. Li, you're welcome, but you're still working as a review customer service backstage." Wu Yahuan teased.
Li Ruojing laughed. When he is with young people, his mentality will become younger.
After leaving Qifan Trading, Ding Fan returned directly to Fuyun Residence and locked himself in Jing'an Room.
Carved peach wood boat!
Pecans are not a rare thing. Ding Fan has prepared a lot of them in advance. He picked out the big ones and started carving them carefully with his knees crossed and his head down.
Leng Ling'er was watching beside him. Seeing Ding Fan's serious yet clumsy look, he was amused and distressed. "After all, you are also the leader of my Huanyue Sect. You have to do this kind of work yourself."
"You can't involve others in the ghost realm." Ding Fan chuckled, but his movements didn't stop.
Pecans have thick skin and little flesh, and the wood in the middle is as hard as the skin.
I used the flying sword carefully, but both of them were useless.
Leng Ling'er looked a little anxious and couldn't help complaining: "Xiaofan, it's just a look. The most important thing is to draw the water-proof talisman."
"I know, don't I want to make you a tea table and boat awning?"
Leng Ling'er was amused and said angrily: "It's just a sightseeing tour, how can I have the time to drink tea and watch the scenery?"
"It is precisely because of the danger that we cannot make do with it."
With a serious look on his face, Ding Fan threw away the invalid fourth one and picked out another big one.
This time, it finally succeeded. Ding Fan happily held up the peach wood boat: "Ling'er, look, isn't it very delicate?"
"It's very beautiful, like a big bamboo basket!" Leng Ling'er laughed.
The next step was to draw a water-proof talisman on the pecan. Ding Fan used the coffin found in the tomb chamber, used a flying sword to dig out some of it, and then burned it into ashes to make a talisman of water.
With concentration and calmness, Ding Fanshi opened his Dharma Eyes and began to draw carefully on the pecans.
When drawing runes, it is important to draw them in one go, without any breaks in the middle.
The hickory ravines are crisscrossed, making it more difficult to draw. Ding Fan looked focused, as if he was the only one in the world. The golden light of the hickory flashed, and it was a success!
Compared with other pecans, the finished peach wood boat has a bright color and flowing spiritual power.
Just one last step left!
After dinner, Leng Ling'er deliberately pestered Lan Yaoshi and his wife to talk, while Ding Fan quietly came to the pharmaceutical room.
Just as he was about to put the peach wood boat into the Xuyun Cauldron, Ding Fan discovered that some kind of pills were being refined in the cauldron. They were in a suspended state and showed a light amber color.
"Xiao Fan, hurry up, Lan Yaoshi and his wife seem to have noticed someone approaching Xuyunding." Leng Ling'er's voice came in his mind.
Ding Fan immediately put the peach wood boat in.
call!
A puff of gray smoke rises from the Xuyun Cauldron, and the peach wood boat has been tempered.
Quickly taking it out, Ding Fan walked out of the pharmaceutical room, returned to Jing'an room, and took out the tempered peach wood boat.
It seems to absorb any light and has no luster at all.
Gray makes you feel depressed at first glance.
Soon, Leng Ling'er also came in and complained: "You are the master of Fuyun Residence. Using the furnace and being sneaky is like a thief."
"With Leng'er guarding the door, there is nothing that can't be stolen." Ding Fan chuckled, and then showed the peach wood boat to Leng Ling'er.
Feeling the breath above, Leng Ling'er nodded: "Except for being ugly, it should be able to pass through the Soul Condensing River."
"Ling'er..."
"Stop talking." Leng Ling'er interrupted, spreading her palms, and a small bottle suddenly appeared in her palms.
Ding Fan was very happy. Leng Ling'er's current cultivation level allowed him to easily collect physical objects, and he looked more like a living person.
After taking the small bottle and opening it, Ding Fan was surprised and said: "It's the Recovery Pill, and there are so many of it!"
"Lan Yaoshi and his wife gave you a newly refined batch and told you to take one every day. What a luxury."
"Hey, have fun together!"
Ding Fan threw a pill into his mouth, and Leng Ling'er immediately helped him refine it. The concept of sleep had been diluted. The next morning, Ding Fan felt clear and clear, and his body felt as light as stepping on clouds.
When I came to work in Fuyao Building, Leng Ling'er suddenly warned me when I arrived at the door of the office: "Xiaofan, something doesn't seem right! Leave quickly!"
Ding Fan immediately turned around. At this moment, the office door opened from the inside, and Ye Duckweed came out. Seeing Ding Fan's figure, he ran after him for a few steps: "Xiao Fan, are you going out again? House Door Gang
You lock it first?"
"Sister Ye, are you alone in the office?" Ding Fan asked.
"Yes, who will come so early?" Ye Ducking was confused by the question.