"You don't know yet?" Ji Ping'an said as soon as he finished speaking.
Following Huang He, wearing a lotus leaf colored skirt, Mu Yaoyao, who was slightly depressed, suddenly cheered up.
She took light steps, dashed forward, and came to the foot of the old peach tree. She put her hands on her hips, her chest high, and a proud smile on her fair face: "I know!"
What are you so proud of... Ji Ping'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
After this little girl became familiar with him, she no longer regarded herself as an outsider.
He immediately sat up with a smile and showed a cooperative expression of curiosity:
"Tell me?"
Mu Yaoyao suddenly felt a sense of superiority coming over her.
Originally, I was very depressed because I missed the critical moment in the chess court, but human happiness and sadness are often obtained through "contrast".
When he saw Ji Ping'an, who was even worse off than himself, he immediately pulled up a small chair and began to speak while the others were speechless:
"Of course it's about Mo Lin's martial arts performance. Let me tell you, something big happened today. Mr. He jumped out of nowhere and killed three arenas in a row in just one afternoon...
"You haven't seen that big shot in Mo Lin. The last time we met, the man named Gao turned green..."
Mu Yaoyao chattered, combining the rumors she heard with a small part of what she witnessed with her own eyes, and imagined a thrilling drama.
In the version she told, Mr. He was like a light that split the darkness and saved the people from the red sun...
beside.
Some disciples took the initiative to hold lamps and light the lanterns under the eaves.
Huang He then ran to the canteen with his head down. When he came back with a food box, Mu Yaoyao finally came to the end of his talk.
But I saw her: holding a blue and white tea cup in her left hand, moistening her throat, and patting the table with her right hand like a gavel:
"Pa! Very quickly, the man disappeared in the dim light, leaving only his back to the people of the capital city."
"Bah bang bang."
Ji Ping'an took the lead in applauding, with an envious look on his face:
"It's a pity that something like this happened and I didn't get to see him."
Next to him, a disciple from Muyuan echoed:
"Yes, we also feel guilty..."
Mu Yaoyao coughed and interrupted him to prevent his words from revealing the truth and letting Ji Ping'an know that in fact they didn't see much...
However, the star officials of Mu Yuan did not know that the "Mr. He" whom they praised and admired was sitting nearby and listened to the little girl bragging.
"Speaking of which, that man has a similar temperament to you, young master, but his figure and appearance are different."
Huang He suddenly sighed with emotion, and then said curiously:
"Sir, we wanted to come see you in the afternoon to watch the fun, but it seems you're not here?"
Ji Ping'an said "Oh" and looked calm: "I'm going to practice."
Mu Yaoyao said curiously: "But you weren't at Liang Yi Hall in the afternoon either."
Ji Ping'an raised his hand and scalped the little girl, then laughed and cursed:
"Does it only count as practice if you go there?"
But Young Master, you are so lazy... Huang He still wanted to ask, but at this moment, suddenly, a sound of bells came from a distance.
The young star officials looked at it in surprise and heard the sound of the bell summoning the governors for discussion.
Huang He muttered:
"The bell has been ringing so often these days. I don't know what happened again."
…
The meeting hall.
The huge sundial stood in the darkness. After a while, four stars, red, blue, green and brown, fell from the distance in no particular order.
The stars dispersed, and the four warlords looked at each other, all seeing each other's confusion.
Fang Liuhuo, whose eyebrows were red and impatient, let out a burning breath and turned to look at Li Guofeng, who was waiting for him at the main seat in the hall:
"Why did you call us here so late?"
During this period of time, Xu Xiurong had digested all the healing medicine. His injuries had almost recovered and his complexion had improved a lot. At this time, he spoke:
"Could it be related to Mo Lin?"
In the afternoon, after Wang Xian and others returned, the news about Bai Di spread.
Although the governors were not as anxious as the imperial court, they were still concerned.
Someone was immediately sent to confirm, but they brought back a shocking news: Qu Chuchen was also defeated miserably.
As for the results of the Chess Academy, due to time constraints, they have not yet been reported to the supervisors.
"Sit down and talk."
Li Guofeng's eyes were deep, and his white official robe was quite dazzling in the candlelight. After the four people took their seats, he slowly spoke:
"There are two things to say. One is that it is indeed about Mo Lin's martial arts performance. The game in the chess academy has also ended, and Mo Lin has been completely defeated."
After saying this, the four people present could not hide their surprise. However, with the previous two games foreshadowing, I was not too surprised to learn the news, and even felt certain that "it is indeed the case."
Bai Chuan, who has a feminine temperament, frowned:
"Is this someone arranged by the imperial court? Where did such a monster appear?"
Li Guofeng slowly shook his head:
"With the character of our Majesty, if he really had a trump card, he would not use this method. According to reports, after the battle, Gao Mingjing went to stop the people, but Mr. He was erased out of thin air and teleported away. It's quite a bit. Taoist method style.”
Daomen?
Xu Xiurong, Huang Chen and others looked thoughtful, but they couldn't think of anyone who met the requirements.
Li Guofeng coughed lightly and said:
"Although this matter is strange, the court will definitely investigate it and there is no need for us to worry about it. I summoned you here tonight for the second matter."
He took out a folding book from his sleeve, threw it on the table, and then said in a solemn tone:
"Six Departments have reported that the Beast Control Sect has also entered the territory of Zhongzhou. It will arrive in the near future. Let's think about how to deal with it. We can't stay out of it this time."
The Beast Control Sect... had known for a long time that several major sects would come one after another during these days.
But when they heard the name, the supervisors present still looked serious.
Even Fang Liuhuo, who had always been arrogant and fearless, sat in a much more upright posture and asked:
"Jian Zheng hasn't replied yet? When will he come back to take charge of the overall situation?"
Li Guofeng shook his head, pinched his eyebrows, and said angrily:
"If I were in prison, would I still be worried?"
The honest man Huang Chen thought for a while and said:
"Martial arts performance is a tradition, and it has always been like this. There is nothing to discuss, it is nothing more than soldiers coming to cover up the water and the earth."
Fang Liuhuo seconded:
"What Lao Huang said is true. If they want to come, let them come. As for the disciple's talent, Luo Huaizhu is not afraid."
Xu Xiurong shook his head and said nothing.
Qin Tianjian is already weak and hopes to hide the Luo Huaizhu card so that it can win by surprise. If it is leaked in advance, it will be very passive.
Moreover, Jian Zheng has been "in seclusion" for too long. Will the Beast Control Sect take the opportunity to put pressure on him?
Thinking about this, she couldn't help but look in the direction of the "main hospital".
…
Although it has fallen into the night at Zhenlong Tower, there are still star officials coming to the bottom of the tower in an endless stream.
It's not all about hard work, it's about rushing to watch the fun during the day and having to catch up on homework at night.
Suddenly, the fog rolled in. A thin figure with messy hair walked out.
"Senior Sister Luo is out."
"She must have stayed in there for another day and night this time. How could she bear it?"
In the midst of the discussion, Luo Huai Zhu walked forward without squinting, and he was used to being pointed at by others.
Suddenly, her ears twitched, she stopped and looked at Si Chen, who was gathered at the door and talking about Mo Lin's martial arts incident:
"what are you guys saying?"
Although she doesn't pay attention to external things, Mo Lin is a competitor and a part of the cultivation, so she is still willing to use her brain and listen.
When asked, Si Chen was surprised at first, and then stammered:
"Senior Sister Luo, hello...ah, that's it..."
The excitement was as if he was bragging with friends on the road and was suddenly cueed by an idol star he admired, and his words were a bit incoherent.
One person killed three arenas in a row? Unprecedented in history?
Luo Huaizhu tilted his head and thought about it for three breaths. He felt that although it was very powerful, it seemed to be of little use to him.
He stopped caring and walked straight away.
"As expected of Senior Sister Luo, she is as cold and domineering as the rumors say."
Si Chen looked at the girl's retreating figure, feeling excited and longing:
"I didn't expect that Senior Sister would actually take the initiative to talk to me."
Beside, someone muttered:
"Senior Sister Luo is cold towards us, but very enthusiastic towards Ji Ping'an. I heard that they were roommates in the special training class. They often go to Qinglian Xiaozhu to look for him."
Lao Tie was heartbroken... A group of disciples suddenly found it boring, turned around and got into the tower, trying to become stronger and numbing themselves with practice.
…
Main hospital.
When Luo Huaizhu dragged his tired body and pushed open the courtyard door, he saw that the vegetable patch in the courtyard had been plowed and the water tank in the corner was filled with water.
There were lights burning under the eaves.
Gou Hanyi, who had an ugly face but exceptionally gentle and kind blue eyes, sat on the steps and looked towards the south.
"You're back? The food is still hot."
The old man smiled and pointed at the dinner on the table, which was served upside down in a sea bowl.
Luo Huaizhu, a top practitioner, doesn't pay attention to time. He often comes out when he is too hungry. There is not always food in the canteen, so the old man will prepare one for him.
"Yes." Luo Huaizhu walked over with his head down, sat on the stool and prepared to eat.
"Wash your hands first."
"oh."
Then he continued to eat silently. After a while, after feeling a little full, Luo Huaizhu said:
"I heard that someone killed three arenas in one afternoon, and Mo Lin's martial arts performance was completely defeated."
Gou Hanyi was curious: "Really? Tell me."
Luo Huai Zhu stumbled and told the story. She had no talent for telling stories, and she was at the opposite end of the spectrum from Mu Yaoyao.
It was originally a wonderful thing, but it was told dryly to her.
But Gou Hanyi listened with great interest and praised:
"It's amazing. There are talented people from generation to generation."
Then it was quiet again.
Luo Huaizhu finished eating, picked up the bowl and licked it clean with the tip of his tongue, looked at the old man, tilted his head and asked:
"What are you looking at?"
Gou Hanyi sat on the steps like an ordinary old man, with flying insects circling around the lantern above his head. He looked at the southern sky and said:
"An old friend is coming and I'm going to have a headache."
Old friend? Does Master Gou have any other old friends?
Luo Huaizhu tilted his head and thought for three breaths. He couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
…
Four Seasons Pavilion.
After hearing the bell, Ji Ping'an and others were curious about what happened, so they simply ate a simple meal and rushed towards the wooden courtyard together.
After meeting the two Si Lis, everyone waited not long before they saw a light green star whizzing towards them, exploding on the ground with a bang, and the outstanding-looking Xu Xiurong slowly walked out with his robes swaying.
"Why are you gathering here if you don't want to rest at night?" Xu Xiurong forced a smile and joked.
"Master," Mu Yaoyao jumped three feet high, pulled her and walked towards the big room in the pavilion:
"But what happened? Tell me quickly."
The true nature of Baguajing is revealed...
Xu Xiurong had no choice but to let her drag her into the room filled with candlelight. When he saw Ji Pingan sitting against the wall, he was obviously surprised and said quietly:
"It's strange that my eldest disciple is here too."
No...Rong Yatou, why have you imitated Bai Chuan so badly? You are getting angry... Ji Ping'an thought in his heart and raised his hands:
"I've seen the prisoner."
Xu Xiurong rolled his eyes. He was actually a little charming. There were no tables, chairs or benches in the large room. There was a wooden floor and futons placed there.
Xu Xiurong simply sat on the ground, surrounded by a group of star officials, which was quite atmospheric.
However, her next words broke the quiet and peaceful atmosphere:
"The Beast Controlling Sect is about to arrive. Unlike Mo Lin's martial arts performance, the Beast Controlling Sect is not so elegant. They like to speak with their fists. In other words, the pressure is on us this time."
Beast Control Sect!
Hearing this name, the star officials present were shocked. The broad-minded and grumpy female Si Li slapped her thigh and said excitedly:
"Is there going to be a fight?"
Young Si Chens are relatively unfamiliar with this name. Since the major sects are located in different state capitals, they are far apart from each other.
These Si Chen, who are still practicing in Qin Tianjian, have not yet been sent out, and their knowledge of other sects is limited to books and word of mouth.
Only Ji Ping'an's face changed slightly when he heard the name.
Huang He hesitated and said:
"You mean, the goal of the Beast Control Sect's martial arts performance is to run towards the Dao Sect and Qin Tian Jian?"
Xu Xiurong nodded and said solemnly:
"To be precise, their conflict with us is deeper than that of Daomen."
One disciple wondered:
"Why? The Beast Control Sect does not interfere with our cultivation path."
Xu Xiurong looked around the crowd and saw that some young disciples were confused, so he explained:
"The cultivation path of the Beast Control Sect is indeed different from ours, but it is the same. Although its disciples also have introductory skills, after entering the realm of nourishing Qi, they will capture or inherit the 'spiritual beast', establish a contract with themselves, and then use the 'beast' Come and swallow the sun and the moon to obtain spiritual essence.
"Its main method of fighting people is to drive 'spiritual beasts'."
"To put it simply, the star officer uses the soul as the medium to absorb spiritual elements from the starlight. The beast master uses the 'beast' as the medium to achieve the same effect.
"There are two sources of contracted beasts. One is capture and domestication, which means walking in the mountains and forests to find those beasts that have begun to acquire intelligence but have not yet transformed into demons. They can be sealed in a token using a special method and kept warm for a long time. Can become a natal spiritual beast.
“The second type is inheritance.
"If the rest of the disciples die and the tokens are recovered, if the 'beast' among them is still alive, you can choose a new master. However, this kind of requirement for the successor is higher. If it is a 'beast' that has broken through the Nine Realms, It is difficult to make a contract with a monk in the Qi-nourishing realm, and it is easy to backfire.
"So, as the monks of this sect often improve their cultivation, the tokens they control will change, or they will be bound to multiple contract beasts at the same time... Of course, there are also thresholds, and there are requirements for talent, cultivation, and even personality. .”
After Xu Xiurong gave a brief introduction, the conversation changed:
"However, although our two factions have overlapping paths, they do not compete with each other for resources. After all, we are far apart, and we are not competing for the same starlight.
"The real reason why we are deeply conflicted with him...is still the national teacher."
brush--
The disciples pricked up their ears and realized that the prison lord was about to break the news again.
As expected, Xu Xiurong hesitated slightly and said:
"This matter is also related to a 'love history' of the Imperial Master when he was young."
Beside the window, Ji Ping'an covered his face silently, feeling that he was about to die in society.
…
ps: typos should be corrected first and then corrected. I'm a bit stuck. I've been thinking about the details of the follow-up. I only slept for three hours last night, which is terrible.
(End of chapter)
