The people of the Divine Capital would never have imagined that they would witness such a brutal battle between practitioners on this warm spring morning.
After a brief silence, shouts of exclamation erupted from both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and men and women fled frantically in chaos.
The hustle and bustle contrasts sharply with the artistic conception of falling peach blossoms.
Yu Yu stared at this scene in shock. As a saint, she had enough resistance to Ling Chi's miserable situation, but the shock in her heart kept rolling like an angry wave.
In her judgment, this assassin should be a martial artist at the peak of Qi cultivation, and he has a variety of magical weapons on his body. She is not afraid of it, but how can Ji Ping'an, who has just awakened recently, kill the enemy?
Well...an important factor: the opponent has been penetrated by the air sea by himself and is seriously injured.
But even so, Ji Pingan's performance was enough to surprise her.
Yu Yu suppressed his shock and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of technique are you doing?"
Ji Ping'an retracted his hand and said: "Pick leaves and flying flowers. A wood-based spell taught by Professor Si Li of the Muyuan. Okay, take me to the shore to see the body."
In this assassination, Ji Ping'an did not use flying swords, nor did he use any other techniques other than "astrology" and "picking leaves and flying flowers".
After all, he needed to hide his trump card in public, which was one of the reasons why he invited Yu Yu.
Otherwise, with the boatman's combat power, although he would have to use some of his hands and feet, he would have no problem dealing with it alone.
"Oh." Yu Yu nodded subconsciously and pushed out a breeze from his palm, urging the boat to rush towards the shore.
The two jumped to the shore, and Ji Ping'an picked up a piece of burnt animal skin from the ground.
"Hey, it's something from the demon clan." Yu Yu said in surprise, "No wonder this vulgar warrior can change his body and almost escape."
The witchcraft system is completely different from that of the human race, and even more bizarre. Just like the Taoists can write spells on talismans, the demon clan also has similar methods, that is, they can imprint the magic on the animal skin and ignite it with spiritual elements to cast it.
"Could this person be the dark son of the demon clan?" Yu Yu's eyes turned sharp.
It is not surprising that there are two or five young men hiding in the Great Zhou Divine Capital who have taken refuge in the demon clan.
"Not necessarily. The animal skin is just a magic weapon and cannot prove anything." Ji Ping'an put it away and said, "Ask the spirit. See what he has in his memory."
The spiritual soul of a practitioner is powerful, and more memories can be traced after death, not just the scene before death.
"Okay." Yu Yu didn't waste any time. His eyes were covered in black and white. He raised his hand and grabbed it from the air. A broken soul floated out from the bones and was sucked into his eyes.
boom……
Scenes of dilapidated scenes appeared in my mind. Yu Yu's expression changed, and it took him a while before he opened his eyes. He let out a deep breath and said solemnly:
"There are also traces of spells in this man's memory. It should be some kind of method to avoid asking ghosts. It is impossible to trace back to earlier memories. Fortunately, there are still some fragments left in recent days... He received a letter yesterday asking to be killed. Kill you and give you general information about your appearance in Baidi."
Ji Ping'an asked: "Is there anything else?"
Yu Yu said: "I also saw a person in his memory, but there is no cause and effect. He may be an accomplice who is very close to him and has a very deep impression on him."
Ji Ping'an took out a portrait from his sleeve: "Is it this person?"
Yu Yu took a look and his eyes widened: "Yes, it's him. So you know who wants to kill you?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head and was about to speak when a group of government officials approached from a distance, holding magic weapons in their hands. They roared and surrounded the two of them, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The leader was the head arrester of the government office who was handling the unsolved case.
"Who are you waiting for? Why did you commit the crime?" the chief catcher asked sternly.
Yu Yu took off his veil and looked cold and arrogant: "The state religion is doing something, so I have no comment."
The general manager was startled and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "In this humble position, please see the saint."
As the chief arrester of the government office, he often dealt with the state religion, so he naturally recognized this face. The other detectives also lowered their swords and saluted, feeling relieved.
...It would be best if they don’t have to work hard.
At this moment, a cluster of starlight composed of green light points moved from far to near. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a woman with outstanding appearance wearing a dark green official robe.
"Xu Jianhou?"
The chief catcher was surprised. He didn't know what happened, which actually caused the two major holy places of cultivation in Shendu to come together.
Speaking of which, what is the identity of the young man who stands with the saint of the state religion and the prince of Qin Tianjian?
"What's going on?" Xu Xiurong's beautiful eyes swept over the scene, and he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Ji was safe and sound. When he saw the body and the signs of fighting around him, his heartstrings tightened again.
Ji Ping'an said: "I received the order from the prisoner and was assassinated when I arrived here. Fortunately, the saint took action and killed the enemy."
Xu Xiurong said solemnly: "The warrant you saw is fake. It seems that someone wants to trap you. Do you have any clues?"
Ji Ping'an nodded, handed over the portrait in his sleeve, and said, "The saint asked the spirit just now and saw this person in the memory of the deceased. He is suspected to be an accomplice."
"Yeah, that's right." Yu Yu nodded, indicating that he could prove it.
Xu Xiurong's eyes narrowed slightly, with murderous intent evident. Although she was gentle and didn't like fighting, she was angry at the moment. But when she saw the portrait clearly, her pupils suddenly dilated, and she lost her voice: "It's him?!"
Immediately, her thoughts changed quickly and she stared at Ji Ping'an: "What's going on?"
At this moment she noticed something unusual:
Why does Ji Ping'an have a portrait in his hand? Why did the saint happen to appear here? Obviously there was a lot of mystery behind it, and Ji Ping'an might have done something without telling her.
Ji Ping'an looked calm and said:
"When this matter is settled, I will tell you the truth. But what we have to do now is to arrest people immediately to prevent changes. Do you still remember what I said a few days ago? If you want to make a comeback, you can't just defend. Now it's offensive. It’s time.”
beside.
Yu Yu was confused and felt that the two of them were playing riddles. He said angrily: "I can't understand what you are talking about."
Xu Xiurong took a deep look at his disciple and clenched the portrait tightly with his green and white fingers, which was regarded as acquiescence.
He turned to Yu Yu and said, "Thank you very much, Saint, for saving my disciple of Muyuan. I will go to the Taoist sect to express my gratitude when the matter here is over."
Yu Yu looked ashamed and said with a serious face: "Actually, the key to killing the enemy is not me, but Ji Ping'an. Fortunately, he used that leaf-picking and flying flower to kill the enemy, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."
With her pride, she disdains greed for merit.
Not the saint, but Ji Ping'an kills the enemy? ...Xu Xiurong was stunned.
In addition... isn't picking leaves and flying flowers the most basic and simple technique that can actually eviscerate a Qi-nurturing warrior Ling Chi? She felt that this disciple was becoming more and more difficult for her to understand.
However, now is not the time to explore. She must take up Ji Ping'an and return to Qintian Prison.
However, Ji Ping'an pulled Yu Yu aside, gave her the direction and address, and said, "Help me finish this matter, and the favor I owe will be repaid."
I've obviously helped you just now... Yu Yu's eyes widened.
But this matter is indeed interesting. After thinking about it, she raised her chin and said coldly and proudly: "It's a deal."
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Four Seasons Pavilion.
Everyone gathered together, and the atmosphere was dull and depressing.
After Xu Xiurong left in a hurry, a group of star officials noticed something unusual and hurriedly followed him, learning about Ji Ping'an's disappearance.
Although the details are not clear, it is definitely not a good thing to alert the prison lord to leave the prison.
"Oh, Huang He, please don't hang around in front of my eyes, it makes people upset." Mu Yaoyao shouted while sitting on the stool.
Huang He paced back and forth anxiously, his face turning pale: "The prisoner has been away for so long and has not come back. If something happens to my young master..."
Thinking of the worst possible outcome, he was devastated and chilled all over.
Mu Yaoyao gritted her silver teeth and said, "Can you hope for something better? Maybe it's not a big deal. We are overthinking it."
It's just... I don't have much confidence to say this.
Just when everyone was restless, suddenly, the bell in the prison rang.
"When——"
Different from the bells that commemorate meritorious deeds, this bell has a rapid and high-pitched sound, which is a signal to convene an emergency meeting when a major event occurs.
"What happened?!"
Everyone stood up, unable to conceal their shock. They looked at each other and hurriedly ran out, heading straight to the meeting hall in the distance.
Along the way, the group saw star officials and supervisors from each college walking out one after another and rushing toward the assembly hall.
They were obviously alarmed and wanted to find out.
Not long after, everyone arrived outside a towering building, only to find that the door had been blocked by onlookers, making it impossible to get close.
"Mr. Xue, do you know what happened?" Huang He glanced at a group of acquaintances and asked hurriedly.
Xue Hongjian saw him, shook his head and said:
"I don't know the details, but just now I saw that Xu Jianhou and Ji Ping'an came back. They entered the meeting hall together, and then the bell rang. At this moment, the five supervisors inside were discussing matters."
