"Tuk-tuk-tuk!"
The consciousness is invisible, but when it strikes out, a straight white water line is visible to the naked eye on the lake surface.
The exploding water droplets were like bullets, shooting to the shore, making the weeping willows and trees tremble.
However, there was no one in sight, and the vague sense of voyeurism disappeared without a trace.
Xu Xiurong did not dare to be careless. He sank into the lake with only one head exposed and looked around cautiously. His consciousness spread and shot. After confirming that no one was there, he looked suspicious:
"Could it be that the perception is wrong?"
With the formation shielding, there are only a handful of people who can sneak into Qin Tian Prison silently, and those few people cannot be that boring.
So the answer is, the paranoia caused by mental stress... Xu Xiurong breathed a sigh of relief, but the voyeuristic feeling just now lingered.
"Master, what happened?" Suddenly, a voice came from outside the clouds.
Xu Xiurong thought for a moment and pulled out of the water.
Her black hair was wet and stuck to her fair cheeks. She was extremely beautiful. With a wave of her hand, she was photographed by the clothes on the shore. She spun around in the air on the lake and returned to normal.
At the same time, he untied the formation, looked at the female disciple who was coming, and said calmly: "It's nothing."
"Really?" A girl wearing a lotus-colored round-neck skirt, with a clean and beautiful face, her hair braided behind her head, and bangs hanging down her forehead, looked suspicious.
Xu Xiurong glanced at her: "What else?"
Mu Yaoyao rolled her black and white eyes and said with a smile, "I must have misunderstood."
Xu Xiurong tapped her sharp chin and said "yes", quite satisfied with the answer:
"I've done some divination for my master. It's not suitable for practice tonight. Please go back with me."
Mu Yaoyao said "Oh" and complained in her heart: When I was clearly going out, you said that tonight was a good time to practice.
The beauties returned to the wooden courtyard. On the way, Xu Xiurong thought of something and asked, "By the way, the results of the monthly exam are released today. How is the recruitment of new disciples?"
Logically speaking, she shouldn't have paid attention so late, but because she was recuperating in seclusion during this period, it was too late.
Mu Yaoyao was very happy at first:
"This monthly exam is really interesting. Rumor has it that Ji Ping'an is the one who tops the list. He handed in most of the blank papers, but he solved the big question. Even Mr. Li was alarmed."
Xu Xiurong was a little surprised. She had also paid attention to the name Ji Pingan at the beginning, but it gradually faded away. Unexpectedly, it would become a blockbuster again.
It's just that he hasn't entered the Qi-nurturing realm for a whole month, so his talent is not very good.
But when the girl talked about Huang He, Xu Xiurong's eyes flashed and he said: "Five Elements Balance? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Didn't you say that you would not be disturbed in seclusion to recuperate?" The girl felt extremely aggrieved.
"..." Xu Xiurong was speechless, raised his hand to his forehead, and asked: "So, that Huang He hasn't made a choice yet?"
The girl sighed: "Don't think about it. I have inquired about it. The benefits promised by the other academies are quite big. They will give you the Pill of Preparation of Yuan at the entrance. We can't take advantage of others in our current situation. And..."
"and?"
"The enrollment today was not very smooth either. Several good places were taken away by other colleges."
Xu Xiurong pursed his lips, his eyes looked a little gloomy, and comforted his disciple: "The results can't mean anything. It's not necessarily bad to recruit Si Chen who is at the back."
Among the five courtyards of the Qintian Prison, Mu Yuan was originally ranked low, especially after it suffered a heavy blow some time ago. Now that its vitality is severely damaged, it is naturally unable to compete.
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…
At noon the next day, Qinglian Xiaozhu.
When Huang He hurriedly picked up the food box and pushed open the courtyard door, he saw Ji Pingan sitting by the pond feeding the fish.
The mackerel food jar in his hand was heavy, the koi carps were swimming anxiously in the pond, but Ji Ping'an was distracted.
To be precise, since the young master returned early last night, he began to look at the pond in a trance... It was very different from the past.
Huang He was confused, but he knew the rules and didn't ask. He greeted and placed the food on the stone table.
"How was the harvest?" Ji Ping'an washed his hands in the pond, rolled up his sleeves and sat at the table.
Huang He said excitedly:
"According to your instructions, I deliberately inquired about the truth and falsehoods of each branch today, and I really got a lot of information.
"The strongest overall strength is the Jinyuan under Li Jianhou. It is said that Xue Hongjian intends to join. Then the water and fire houses are equally powerful. Shi Jilun has formed a small group and is negotiating with the two houses on behalf of a group of Si Chen to strive for more Many benefits...
"Touyuan is independent of the world, but its harvest is not bad. The weakest one at present is Muyuan... Moreover, I heard a piece of news, I don't know whether it is true or not."
"What's the news?" Ji Ping'an held the chopsticks, picked up the fried meat with green peppers and put it in his mouth.
Huang He said: "Several branches are poaching secretly, preparing to pry away Si Chen who is interested in joining the Muyuan."
Ji Pingan swallowed the food and asked curiously: "Why?"
Huang He said:
"There have been internal fights among the five courtyards. There have been a lot of intrigues among each other in the past few years. Originally, the situation in Mu Yuan was not bad, but a year ago, Xu Jianhou went out and fought with a strong enemy. He was seriously injured. He has been there ever since he came back. Retreat and recuperate.
"The other courtyards took the opportunity to take action, and they paid an unknown price, causing the top disciples of Mu Yuan to defect collectively... plus other blows, Mu Yuan was suddenly at the bottom.
"More than that, I heard that some people want to push Prince Xu out of office and replace him with a new Prince to take charge of the Wooden Court. Isn't this a God-given opportunity? According to the rules of the academy, each branch also has an 'assessment', or was it decided by the Imperial Master at the time? A set of rules... One of them is the 'admissions' results...
"If Mu Yuan can't recruit anyone this time, and coupled with Xu Jianhou's injury... things may really change."
As a Dr. Lu Ke, Huang He had heard about the factional struggle in Qin Tian Prison, combined with the information obtained, and immediately analyzed it clearly and logically.
But he didn't notice that Ji Pingan, who was eating beside him, looked slightly unhappy.
No wonder... the girl Xiu Rong's breath was disordered and mixed, which was caused by the injury that had not healed.
As for the power struggle, Grand Master Zhou had experienced too much in his life and had already looked down on it. However, he had only been dead for less than ten years, and his disciples were fighting each other to this extent.
after all……
"It's a bit ugly." Ji Ping'an sighed, thinking: The apprentice has been bullied, and the master must do something.
He put down the dishes, got up, went back to the house, changed into an ordinary gown, took off the umbrella from the wall, and walked out.
"Sir, do you want to go out?"
"Well, I have nothing to do. Let's go to the capital of gods." Ji Ping'an said casually.
Huang He was stunned for a moment, then wolfed down a few mouthfuls of rice, then stood up and said, "Then I'll come with you. Hey, what are you doing with an umbrella?"
"You stay to look after the house, you don't have to follow." Ji Ping'an said in a casual tone, "It will rain later."
rain? Young Master is getting better and better at joking... Huang He raised his head, looking at the blue sky and clear sun above his head, complaining in his heart.
He sat down again and after finishing lunch, he was about to clear away the dishes when suddenly he felt the light dimming. He raised his head and saw that the top of his head had been covered with clouds at some point, a cold wind was blowing on his face, and the ink bamboo was rustling.
Then the raindrops fell in a steady patter.
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In the city of Divine Capital.
A young man in a white robe walked quietly in the rain, admiring the city intently.
As the capital of the Zhou Dynasty, this city not only has a history of blood and fire, but also mixes the atmosphere of fireworks in the bustling market.
Especially when it rains, the antique buildings, the girls holding various oil-paper umbrellas on the street, the endless row of willow trees on the embankment... all have a poetic feel to them.
"The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it."
Ji Ping'an's mind filled with long-lasting sentences, and he thought that even after living for a thousand years, he still couldn't compose good poems.
With a boring sigh, he withdrew his gaze and touched the facial features on his face that had been modified with a human skin mask.
Stepping onto the slippery big stone bridge in the rain, crossing the rushing muddy river under the bridge, arriving at Chang'an Street on the other side, relying on the memories in my mind, I walked towards a certain place.
When his footsteps stepped on the earth, the spiritual energy in the sea of qi stirred up, and he habitually used the star-calming technique.
The world began to fade and become silent. Circles of khaki ripples invisible to others centered on the ground where his boots stepped on the ground and spread in all directions in a ring.
Immediately the details around you came into your mind.
In the medical center on the street, an apprentice held a cattail leaf fan and looked after the small red clay stove boredly.
As the scholar rolled up his gown and trotted with a book under his arm, the oil-paper umbrella rotated slightly and raindrops splashed.
As the carriage and horse drove over potholes, the curtains in the carriage lifted, revealing the woman's face in an instant.
Ji Ping'an felt all this, and a Taoist charm that was difficult for ordinary people to perceive appeared and disappeared around him.
Finally, he stopped outside a pawn shop in a good location facing the street, raised his head, and looked at the plaque of "Jinshiju" as if to confirm.
As I walked in, a waiter who was lying on his stomach and dozing behind the counter woke up: "Does the customer think it's redemption?"
Ji Ping'an said: "I want to see your boss."
(Urgent to save manuscript...)
