Information about the Beast Control Sect? Xu Xiurong's beautiful eyes were surprised, and she raised her finger to point at the futon opposite:
"Sit down. Why are you asking?"
Ji Ping'an sat down cross-legged, and the two looked at each other across a square mahogany table. He spoke without hesitation and gave out the reasons he had prepared:
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be invincible in a hundred battles. You know, I want to participate in the Grand Prize of the City of Gods."
Xu Xiurong nodded, accepted this reason, and said with complicated eyes:
"You are impatient. I just got the information about the other team."
Ji Ping'an sat obediently and listened attentively.
Xu Xiurong pursed her red lips and said:
"Yesterday, the fire phoenix pressed down on the city, and you saw it. So, this time, the Master of the Beast Control Sect came in person, but according to the rules, such a big shot only watched the battle, so the real team leader was Elder Luan...
"Below them is a group of beast-controlling monks. Among them, the most outstanding ones are a pair of young brothers from the Zhao family. They are also the opponents you need.
"My brother is now sixteen years old. His major pet animal is the Vajra White Tiger. He is especially good at martial arts. His minor pet animal is the Earth-Drilling Dragon...
"The youngest girl is only thirteen years old. Her major pet animal is the giant snow bear. She is not good at close combat, but she is born with a strong soul. Her minor pet animal is the blue underworld fish...
"Of course, this is public information and does not necessarily represent the real combat power. If you are a minor, you can change the pet... but the major will generally not change it...
"Besides... I heard that these two siblings have quite unique personalities, but I've never seen them before, so I don't know the details."
In the room, Xu Xiurong explained patiently.
In Ji Ping'an's mind, information about the strengths, flaws, and corresponding coping methods of different kinds of pet beasts emerged.
Many of the information are top secrets of the Beast Control Sect and are rarely known to outsiders.
But he knows.
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Nancheng, the divine capital.
A carriage drove through the wide street and stopped far outside a secluded house.
"Master Gao, we're here." The disciple Mo Lin who was driving the car reined in his horse and said.
The curtain of the car was raised, revealing a great painter wearing a wide coat, an ancient inkstone hanging from his waist, and long silver-white hair.
"Wait for me here." Gao Mingjing warned, fluttering his sleeves and floating on the chariot, walking towards the mansion in front of him with a pair of boots like stepping on clouds.
This is the foothold of the Beast Control Sect in the Divine Capital City.
Because the practice of petting beasts has unique environmental requirements, so... the Beast Control Sect has purchased large houses in the name of shops in major cities in Kyushu.
There are no people living there, so we only spend some money and order people to clean it occasionally.
As Gao Mingjing, if he were just an elder leading the team, he would not visit in person, but since he was the "Master" in person, coming proactively would not appear to be a loss of status.
Of course, his visit today was not just for greetings, but also for another purpose.
As his mind turned, Gao Mingjing revealed his identity and purpose. The disciple guarding the gate hurriedly entered the door to inform him. After a while, he returned. He only said "please" and led the great painter into the inner courtyard.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I could hear the roar of tigers and the cries of apes.
Around the spacious house, disciples training pet beasts looked curiously. They were all wearing standard short robes, with at least one, as many as two or three bronze tokens hanging on their waists.
Beside them, some were squatting or some were circling strange monsters.
"Mr. Gao, I'd like to pay you a personal visit." A voice came. ….
Gao Mingjing looked up and saw a slim middle-aged woman standing at the door of the inner hall.
The facial features are bright and majestic, the eyes are big and round, and the chest is high, full of the charm of a mature woman. Although there was a smile on his face, he was just cold in his bones, making him feel hard to get in touch with.
Gao Mingjing smiled and said:
"Elder Luan, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you still look like you."
The middle-aged woman named Luan Yu returned the greeting with a smile and raised her hand to invite him to take a seat in the hall. A disciple beside him served tea and laid out cakes. Then she left the room and bowed her head to wait on him.
Among the five major sects, the Beast Control Sect has always paid attention to style and rules, and the hierarchy within the sect is relatively strict.
It is very different from the relaxed and casual style of Molin and Huaiyuan.
The two sat down and exchanged greetings for a while.
When the atmosphere was brewing properly, Elder Luan took a sip from the tea cup and asked with a smile through the steam of tea:
"I don't know why Mr. Gao came here."
Gao Mingjing smiled heartily and said:
"Yesterday, the noble sect entered the city with great fanfare. Only Gao knew that the master was coming in person. I, Mo Lin, have always been on good terms with the noble sect, and I am here to visit."
As a social butterfly, according to Gao Mingjing, Mo Lin could be friends with everyone.
Luan Yu smiled at first, then sighed:
"Mr. Gao is interested, but he is afraid of disappointing our distinguished guests. The Master is still resting in seclusion after a long journey. I have ordered not to disturb you."
This blunt excuse...it's so perfunctory to make up lies... Gao Mingjing muttered in his heart, with a look of regret on his face:
"It's Gao Menglang. I didn't hand in the greeting card in advance. I just went out and heard that your sect's generals were performing martial arts with Taoism and Qin Tianjian? I wonder if that's the case?"
Asking questions knowingly... What annoys you the most is the hypocrisy of your Mo Lin... Luan Yu slandered and raised a smile on his bright and majestic face:
"It's true. What's your advice, Mr. Gao?"
"I'm not talking about giving advice, I just want to give you a reminder."
Gao Mingjing sighed and said bitterly:
"I think your faction has heard about what happened to me, Mo Lin, in my martial arts performance a few days ago."
Luan Yu cheered up and said curiously:
"I heard that a young man who called himself 'He' was transformed in one day..."
Speaking of this, she couldn't hide her curiosity. Although Mo Lin's strength is not top-notch, he is by no means weak. Especially in "elegant matters" such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is the best in Kyushu.
It is really unimaginable that they would end up completely defeated.
Gao Mingjing smiled bitterly:
"Elder Luan laughed. This is indeed true. It's just that the identity of the young man named He is quite strange."
After a pause in his tone, he deliberately whetted his appetite before saying with a solemn expression:
"That day, I wanted to ask about his origins, but I gave him a teleportation spell to escape. Then, the Taoist Master Xin sent a message through the air, implying that this person was related to him..."
He briefly described what happened.
The mature and bright woman has sharp eyes and frowns:
"Headmaster Xin came forward in person?"
Gao Mingjing nodded and said meaningfully:
"You should understand the meaning of this move. The Taoist sect may have a hidden card this time. If your sect goes to perform martial arts, be careful."
Luan Yu said solemnly, "Thank you, Mr. Gao, for reminding me."
Gao Mingjing smiled gently and accepted it calmly.
Here, he has three purposes:
First, visiting the Master is considered a favor in the world of cultivation; second, revealing information not only sells a personal favor, but also allows the Beast Control Sect to further test the strength of the Taoist sect when performing martial arts; third, there is also the intention of seeking information. ….
Then he picked up the teacup and took a sip, then changed the subject:
"I heard that among the young disciples of your sect, the Zhao brothers and sisters are very famous. I wonder if they are here?"
The picture shows... Lao Yinbi, changing places to get information.
Luan Yu, who was bright and majestic but cold at heart, kept the smile on her lips and said hello twice.
A pair of boys and girls wearing disciple uniforms and short robes came one after another.
The boy was about sixteen or seventeen, like a little lion, with a proud and stern expression, a token hanging on his waist, and a black whistle stick in his hand. His body was steaming with heat, as if he was practicing martial arts.
A young girl...or can be called a girl, only as tall as a boy's chest, pink and jade, delicate and cute. He just had a small face, expressionless, and looked like he should keep away from strangers.
"Yuan Ji, Yuan Yang, please meet Mr. Mo Lingao soon." Luan Yu said with a smile.
At this moment, the middle-aged woman, who looked cold on the outside, smiled from the bottom of her heart, hinting at the brilliance of motherhood.
Suddenly, he saw that he was not a murderous monk, but a mortal woman showing off her children to guests.
Zhao Yuanji, who was like a little lion, raised his eyebrows, looked coldly, and said calmly:
"I've met Mr. Gao."
There was no respect in his tone, more like he was dealing with it perfunctorily... He was a proud player.
The fair-faced Zhao Yuanyang glanced at him with a stern face, expressionless:
"hehe."
Gao Mingjing:?
Luan Yu:......
The atmosphere in the hall fell into a strange embarrassment. The surrounding disciples looked away, but they were not surprised. It seems that they are not surprised by the characters of this pair of siblings...
"Ha," Luan Yu said with a forced smile in the awkward atmosphere, "Children's unbridled words make sir laugh."
Gao Mingjing described himself as "good at dancing". He was stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing. He looked like a kind elder, stroking his unobvious beard and exclaimed:
"The character of a young man should be as proud as snow and plum blossoms."
"Children's words are unbridled, only then can they show their Taoism and clear heart."
It's hard for you... I can boast about this... Luan Yu was silent for a moment, then smiled and was about to speak.
Zhao Yuanji frowned and said calmly:
"Sir, you called my brother and sister. Do you have any advice?"
Luan Yu was the first to say:
"Mr. Gao learned about our sect's martial arts practice and came here to teach us his experience."
The girl Zhao Yuanyang twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Oh,"
"Teach the experience of failure?"
The air in the hall suddenly became quiet.
Even the screams of pet animals in the courtyard disappeared silently.
Elder Luan Yu took a deep breath, turned to the latter and smiled reluctantly:
"Mr. Gao, do you still know about the Taoist sect or any outstanding disciples of Qin Tianjian's generation?"
A blunt topic change.
Gao Mingjing forced a smile, as if he didn't hear the girl's words, and said with a smile:
"There is no new person. I think everyone in the noble sect knows about it. As for new people, Qintian Prison turned out a person named Ji Ping'an. It is said that he was recommended by the Imperial Master before his death. His talent is amazing, although he has been practicing for less than two months. , but it has already begun to show its splendor..."
After practicing for less than two months... Luan Yu suddenly lost interest.
Zhao Yuanji, who was like a little lion, commented calmly:
"Mr. Gao is also a great painter after all. If Luo Huaizhu is a Taoist saint, he is just a saint. Why should he mention it if he has only practiced for two months? He should have a higher vision."
Zhao Yuanyang: "Ah, yes, yes."….
Gao Mingjing's face twitched, he took a deep breath, stood up and said goodbye:
"Gao has something else to do, so I won't bother you anymore."
Elder Luan Yu sneered: "I'll see you off, sir."
After sending the people away and watching Mo Lin's carriage leave, Luan Yu returned to the inner house and looked at the Zhao brothers and sisters who had their heads lowered and had an expression of "You criticize me, I'll listen" and felt powerless.
Just as he was about to say something, a disciple suddenly came to report:
"Master is looking for you."
…
When Luan Yu pushed open a door of the back house, her hair flicked back, and a wave of heat hit her face.
She wasn't surprised.
Step into the luxuriously decorated room, with embroidered carpets, expensive mahogany tables and chairs, porcelain, and beaded curtains.
Stand still.
Looking through the white jade bead curtain, he saw an elegant and noble woman's figure in the bedroom.
The woman wears a phoenix crown and a Xia pei, sitting in front of the dressing mirror. A pair of slender hands that are not stained with spring water gently holds a small brush to comb the hair of a little red bird nestled on the table.
On the soft silk couch beside him, there was a small book with a blue cover.
Even though it's just a back view, you can vaguely see a corner of Qishang Saixue's face in the bronze mirror, but it's already the beauty of heaven and country.
"Gao Mingjing is here? What did he say to you?" came the woman's cold and majestic voice.
Elder Luan Yu leaned over and replied: "Master..."
She recounted the conversation between the two and skipped the last section.
"Xin Yaoguang personally came forward to obstruct the investigation?" The woman combed her hair for a moment, and there was a faint twinkle in her eyes in the dressing mirror.
Luan Yu nodded: "I doubt that
'He, whose surname is Young, is from the Taoist sect. Moreover, he was disguised. Judging by his age, he looked somewhat similar to the Holy Son. "
"It's not the Holy Son." The woman objected, "There won't be such a genius in the Taoist sect. I might have another origin."
Luan Yu did not question the master's judgment and said doubtfully:
"Who else could it be? Qin Tianjian is even less likely."
The woman was silent for a moment and said:
"This martial arts performance should be more testing. Ha, isn't that the purpose of Gao Mingjing? Let's find it."
Luan Yu said nothing.
The woman ignored the topic and suddenly said: "Is Gou Hanyi still alive?"
Luan Yu said: "I was seriously injured and dying, but fortunately I was rescued."
The woman snorted coldly: "It's a good thing he has a long life. His old master is gone, but he is still alive."
Luan Yu was curious: "Your Majesty, do you want to meet him? This person has been following the Imperial Master for many years and knows a lot of secrets."
The woman didn't answer. Seeing this, Luan Yu silently said goodbye and left.
When the door was closed, the noble and noble contemporary Master stopped combing his hair, and the little red bird in his hand turned into a stream of light and got into a golden token.
She raised her head and saw a dignified oval face in the bronze mirror, with snow-skinned lips and extremely beautiful facial features.
It's just a pair of serious phoenix eyes and a majestic and cold temperament that dilute the softness of the face.
"Clatter..."
The small blue book on the bed flew towards her and was grabbed by her with a snap. The three words "The Story of Yuan Yun" appeared on the cover.
The current master gritted his teeth and said: "Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty..."
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"That's probably what happened."
In the quiet room, Xu Xiurong made a summary and felt a little thirsty.
Ji Ping'an picked up the teapot and poured her a cup, which greatly benefited the female star officer.
"It sounds like this generation of young disciples of the Beast Control Sect is indeed not simple." Ji Ping'an sighed, a little envious.
Xu Xiurong took a sip of tea and said:
"It's normal. There is also a saying in the cultivation world about big and small years. The Grand Prize of the City of Gods only comes once every few years. It is not surprising that some powerful people will emerge."
After a pause, she added in her mind: Including you, right?
Ji Ping'an nodded, and then asked seemingly casually: "By the way, what about the current Master?"
Xu Xiurong glanced at him with disgust:
"Gao Zhongyuan is not like this. You still want to take the Master as your opponent? I don't know much about this generation of Masters. I only know that she is a very domineering and ambitious woman, completely different from the previous generation. Her name is Qi Hongmian. .”
I know...just to confirm...Ji Pingan stood up and left.
Go straight to Zhenlong Pagoda.
…
Not long after, when Ji Ping'an passed through the magic circle and entered the tenth floor, he saw a familiar figure being hacked back.
Luo Huaizhu hummed, turned his head in confusion, looked at the young man who raised his hand to catch him, and smiled brightly: "I was looking for you."
Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "I was just looking for you too."
Luo Huaizhu was confused: "What?"
Ji Pingan smiled mysteriously: "I'll give you a special training."
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