The young man in brocade clothes was taken away, and the aftermath of this incident is still continuing.
Daomen, Silent Garden.
No matter how the seasons change in the divine capital, this garden seems not to be affected at all.
Just as quiet, lonely and ethereal.
When Yu Yu walked into the garden with brisk steps, he saw Master standing on a small bridge in the distance.
Under the bridge is a stream of water that flows through the entire national religious building complex.
Xin Yaoguang stood quietly in a feathered coat, with the lotus crown above her head shining brightly in the sunlight. Her flawless face stared at the peach blossoms on the flowing water, which was incomparably beautiful.
Yu Yu looked a little crazy and couldn't help but slow down.
It’s not just men who like to look at beautiful women, women love them even more.
"Master, what are you looking at?" Yu Yu also walked onto the bridge and asked curiously.
Xin Yaoguang didn't look up and replied calmly: "Time."
Yu Yu felt that the mountains were standing still and he couldn't help but said: "Then what did you see? What happened to the time?"
Xin Yaoguang raised his head, the slender red phoenix eyes on his beautiful face overflowed with a smile, and he said in a joking tone:
"I see it's time for you to bother me."
Alas...you won't tell me the truth...Boss Yu Yu is not happy:
"Master is treating me like a child again, so I won't say anything."
Xin Yaoguang smiled and said, "What's new? I want you to come here in a hurry?"
Yu Yu was someone who couldn't hide things. He immediately described the news he had learned with great excitement:
"This is going to be fun. Let the Qintian Prison gang look down on others."
Hmm... is it that Ji Ping'an again... The female head coach was a little surprised, not because of Ji Ping'an, but because of Yu Yu's attitude.
This girl clearly had a look of disgust at first, but her attitude changed when she came back from Baidi. This time she even looked gloating, as if she was leaning towards Ji Ping'an.
However, Xin Yaoguang didn't expose it and said with a smile:
"So, Qin Tianjian did pick up a good fairy seedling, and he will be a 'Luohuaizhu' again in the future."
Yu Yu snorted and shouted: "Master, if you think too highly of him, he will act clever."
Xin Yao smiled and did not argue with his apprentice. He turned to look at the small bridge and the flowing water and sighed:
"The peach blossoms have faded and the spring is red... Summer is about to enter, and the Divine Capital Awards are approaching. Disciples from various sects are coming one after another, and the Divine Capital City will also become lively."
I like the excitement... Yu Yu thought to himself, putting on a solemn expression: "Master, I'm going to practice."
"Go ahead."
Yu Yu turned back and left the "Silent Garden". As soon as he went out, a long sigh sounded in his ears.
She almost frightened the cat and bounced away, only to see a silhouette standing under a peach tree in the distance.
This man is tall and straight, standing with his hands behind his back, and a Tai Chi Bagua diagram is eye-catching on the back of his Taoist robe.
Underfoot is a piece of withered pink peach blossoms.
With a sigh, the man raised his right hand, and with just a twist of his wrist, the breeze slowly picked up the remaining flowers on the ground and carried them to his fingers.
A very freehand style.
"Junior sister, look at this holy son's 'picking leaves and flying flowers', how does it compare to that Ji Ping'an?"
Yu Yu was startled and cursed: "Are you sick? Why are you picking leaves and flying flowers?"
The Holy Son was surprised and lowered his head: "Last time I heard what you said, brother, I devoted myself to research and deduced the Taoism, and now I have finally found something."
The tone is proud. It’s also worthy of arrogance.
It should be noted that it is very difficult for anyone to create a "Taoist art" of one's own. The Holy Son was able to forcefully create this technique with just one sentence of description. In any sect, it can be said to be an amazing talent.
Yu Yu rolled his eyes, unwilling to let him succeed in pretending, and said sarcastically:
"You're out of date. I haven't used this technique for a long time. Today, I even used the 'Ivy Whip Technique' to kill a strong demon clan member with less than two months of cultivation... Are you okay?"
The Holy Son's body trembled, the remaining flowers fell from his fingertips, and he said in a deep voice:
"Woman, you have my attention. If you wanted to anger me, you succeeded."
What are the quotes from the tyrant... Yu Yu has never heard of this, and he got goosebumps all over his body and took half a step back:
"You...you...are so talkative."
The Holy Son said "ha": "Woman, are you playing hard to get? Then the Holy Son will play with you to the end."
"You must have damaged your brain through practice." Yu Yu was afraid of stepping into the opponent's rhythm, so he turned around and left, not giving him a chance to continue to show off.
The Holy Son stood with his hands behind his back, put his fingertips on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, his face gradually became serious:
"The Ivy Whip Technique... is another secret technique that I have never heard of before. That kid surprises me time and time again. Damn it..."
However, he didn't know that the "Ivy Whip Technique" was made up by Yu Yu casually.
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afternoon.
When Ji Pingan and Mu Yaoyao returned to Qinglian Xiaozhu, they found that their classmates in the Muyuan had been waiting for a long time.
A group of people gave a warm welcome, like a general welcoming a triumphant victory.
"So proud! So proud! Senior brother, Sister Yaoyao, you didn't see the appearance of that group of people during lunch." A disciple who was holding back his anger was excited.
"Yes, I thought at that time, it would be great if there was painter Mo Lin here, so that we could draw the faces of those who criticize us and say nasty things." Another disciple said with a smile.
The mature and steady middle-aged Si Li and the female Si Li with equally fiery figure and personality are both smiling, especially the latter.
If they weren't concerned about the defense between men and women, they would even offer a hug.
Ji Ping'an just smiled and listened to a group of people talking. Because everything was predicted, he was not angry when he was criticized, nor was he overly happy when he won.
Mu Yaoyao was immersed in it, her eyes lit up when she heard it, and she just wished she couldn't be there in person.
Then, a group of disciples asked about what happened in the meeting hall. Although they had pieced together the truth from the gossip, they were still not as good as the person involved.
Boss Mu Yaoyao was not polite, and the little girl was so proud that she talked eloquently, leaving everyone stunned.
In her version, she is not a "monkey man", but a person who is as clever as clumsy and as wise as foolish. She has already figured out Ji Ping'an's plan and is just cooperating.
Speaking of getting excited, she glanced at Ji Pingan secretly, but saw that he was just listening with interest, his eyes full of interest.
No one knew that in his eyes, all these disturbances were just a small wave in the stream after his rebirth.
"Sir, please say a few words." Suddenly, Huang He spoke.
A group of people looked at him with expectation. As a proud and proud leader representing Muyuan, he remained silent and felt that something was missing.
Ji Ping'an sat in the wicker chair, thought for a while, and said:
"Himuyuan was targeted some time ago, and it was very difficult for everyone. This time, a lot of resources were distributed. We only have two people, and we can't use them. We will do the math later, and everyone will share the excess. In addition, the imperial court has distributed a reward of five hundred taels of silver, Huang He, you can take it and prepare a table with good food and wine for everyone to celebrate."
These words are extremely simple. There is no mention of the case, and the core content is only two words: cents.
For him, the resources for early practice were abundant and he did not actually need the reward from Qin Tianjian. What he cared about was just the number of places to participate.
As for money, he once owned all the money banks in the world and the treasury of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Of course I don't care much.
"This..." A group of people were happy, ashamed, and more admiring.
Not to mention the means of winning, their calm demeanor alone made them ashamed.
"Be obedient, don't be overjoyed; be rebellious, don't be frightened; be safe, don't be extravagant; be dangerous, don't be frightened; those who have thunder in their chests and faces as flat as a lake can worship the general." Suddenly, a dark green official robe was seen outside the courtyard gate. Step in.
Xu Xiurong came in a hurry, with a pair of lacquer-like eyes shining brightly on her beautiful face, and said with approval:
"I have heard the words of the National Master for a long time, but I still don't know who is worthy of these words. Now, I think I may have found him."
