In the evening, Ji Ping'an walked out of Zhenlong Tower and walked towards his residence contentedly under the afterglow of the setting sun.
Ji Ping'an has his own ideas about how to deal with the upcoming crisis in Qintian Prison.
First of all: the idea of sending inferior horses is the first to give up.
Qin Tianjian's morale is currently low and cannot withstand this kind of torment, so it is safest to send Luo Huaizhu to fight.
According to the information provided by Xu Xiurong, no matter which of the "Zhao brothers and sisters" fights, Luo Huaizhu cannot hide his strength if he wants to win.
This is the primary difficulty in "exercising military force". As for the other party taking the opportunity to exert pressure and further amplify the challenge, it is still behind.
How to deal with this challenge that concerns the honor and disgrace of Qin Tian Jian in an honorable manner without revealing too much strength?
Seemingly unsolvable.
But in Ji Ping'an's opinion, as long as Luo Huaizhu makes some improvements to his fighting methods based on the characteristics of the "Zhao brothers and sisters" pet beasts, it can have the effect of making a huge difference.
And it just so happens that because I have lived a long time, I have met more people and experienced more things.
He knows many secrets in the world either actively or passively.
These include the characteristics of various pet beasts, and some of them were even mentioned by Xu Yuanyun when he was chatting with him.
Ji Ping'an originally planned to provide "private teaching" to Luo Huaizhu during these days to help her better restrain her opponents from various major factions.
Today, it’s just a little bit ahead of schedule.
Improving tactics sounds simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult and requires extremely broad knowledge, high vision, abundant experience, and sufficient teaching capabilities.
It doesn't mean that just any great monk will do.
As it happens, he doesn't lack any of these.
Ji Ping'an even believed that looking across Kyushu, there were few people who could rival him in this field.
"However, the information Xu Xiurong obtained may not be true. Different people have different styles. I still need more information."
Ji Ping'an thought and had an idea in his mind.
Pushing open the door of Qinglian Xiaozhu, he went straight back to the bedroom, picked up a pen and wrote a letter, sealing it with fire paint.
He immediately called Huang He who was collecting clothes in the courtyard and ordered:
"Go and send this letter to the state church and have it signed by the saint."
According to the order in which the invitations are delivered, the Beast Control Sect will first perform martial arts with the Taoist sect, and then come to the Qintian Prison.
This just helps Ji Ping'an obtain first-hand combat information and make a time difference.
However, he lacked connections in the Taoist sect, so he could only ask Yu Yu for help.
"Sir..." Huang He was sweeping the yard with a broom. When he heard this, his eyes changed, and the memory of death attacked him:
"Who are you planning to plot against?"
Ji Ping'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said with a straight face:
"What are you talking about? I already have this image."
Yes... Huang He whispered in his heart. He still remembered that the young master ordered him to deliver a letter last time.
As a result, Peng Yuan was planned to be eradicated the next day, and Bai Jianhou was also suspended.
"I'll go right away."
He washed his hands, stuffed the envelope in his arms, and walked out the door without asking any further questions.
…
Qintian Prison is not close to Qingyun Palace, and it was already night when Huang He arrived.
After explaining his purpose to the Taoist boy at the door and handing him the letter, Huang He followed the young master's request and waited for a reply outside the door. ….
After waiting for a while, a Taoist priest came out and gave him a meaningful look:
"The saint asks you to come in."
Receive in person? Huang He was stunned for a moment. The young master never mentioned this.
I followed the leader with anxiety, and after a while, I arrived at a towering building with bright lights.
Yu Yu was wearing a red and white Taoist robe, sitting in a big chair in the hall, with his hands folded and a proud look on his face:
"When Ji Sichen ordered you to deliver the letter, did you say anything?"
Huang He honestly shook his head. He had never seen the other side of Yu Yu in private, and he was still full of respect in his heart, treating him as the same person as him.
Characters at the same level as the prisoner:
"My young master only said that he wanted the Holy Maiden to personally initiate it, and he also told me that if you want to reply to the letter, let me take it back."
Yu Yu said "En" and said in a tone of voice:
"The matters mentioned in the letter cannot be explained in just a few words. Take this Hongxin talisman back with you. I have imprinted my breath on it and taught him to write the words on it. After entering the spirit element, he can send messages through the air. Go ahead."
As she spoke, she raised her little hand, and a piece of talisman paper the size of an ordinary letter-paper flew out of her sleeve, with a strange formation pattern outlined on the light yellow back.
Then he imitated the important figures in the court, reservedly picked up the teacup on the shore, and signaled:
Serve tea to guests.
Huang He hurriedly picked up the talisman with a surprised look on his face.
I thought that the relationship between the young master and the saint was indeed unusual. This kind of magic weapon was given away as soon as I wanted to. I didn't dare to delay and said goodbye.
After the others left, Yu Yu could no longer maintain his "saintly" demeanor. He frowned and muttered:
"What is this guy doing?"
…
Qinglian Xiaozhu.
"You said she just asked you to bring this back?"
Ji Ping'an lay in a wicker chair, leisurely absorbing the starlight in the sky. After listening to Huang He's narration, he asked with a smile.
Huang He nodded, worried that the young master would not understand how to use it, so he hurriedly explained the method, and finally said with envy:
"I have heard about Hongyan Chuan Shu of Daomen for a long time. This talisman paper must be worth a lot of money."
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"Those who can send messages across the Kyushu Continent are considered precious. The range of this one is at most within the Divine Capital City."
After saying that, he lazily stood up, stretched, and walked back to his bedroom.
Sit at the table and place this large piece of talisman paper on the table. He also had this kind of thing, but he couldn't bring it out in a reasonable manner, so Yu Yu was considerate.
He raised his finger familiarly, pressed it on the paper, and absorbed a wisp of spiritual essence.
With a "chi" sound, the formation on the paper flashed, and even if the branding breath was completed, outsiders could not use it unless the mark was erased.
Almost as soon as he finished imprinting, words appeared one by one on the yellow paper, from light to dark.
[Hey, are you Ji Ping'an? 】
Obviously, this was the talisman paper in Yu Yu's hand. He sensed that "Ji Ping'an" was online and sent a text inquiry.
Suddenly I felt a little nostalgic for the group chat from a long time ago... Ji Ping'an smiled, and waited for this line of text to move up and gradually fade away, before he picked up the pen and wrote:
【it's me】
About five breaths later, new text appeared:
[How to prove that you are you? 】
Tsk, this little girl is not stupid enough to believe it directly. After all, talismans can also be intercepted and stolen by others without being able to determine their identity...
Ji Ping'an wrote with great interest:
[That day Bai Di, you said it was impossible for us...]….
…
Qingyun Palace, in a certain bedroom.
The door is closed and the lights on the table are bright.
In the antique room, Yu Yu had taken off his outer robe and hung it on the "coat rack" in the corner. He was only wearing silk clothes and was half lying on the bed.
The lower body is covered with a brocade quilt, the upper body is propped up with two elbows, a large piece of talisman paper is spread out in front of the face, and a thin brush is played with in the right hand.
Her white porcelain skin glowed like warm jade under the lamplight, her long black hair was spread freely, and her two feet were raised staggered, swaying...
As a saint, due to her noble status, she could hardly find anyone of her own age with whom she could talk casually, except in front of her master.
The Holy Son is suitable in terms of status and age, but he is mentally ill...don't consider it.
By some mistake, he met Ji Ping'an, and Yu Yu gave him the "Hongxin Talisman Paper".
After seeing Huang He off, he ran back to the bedroom and waited expectantly for the other party to come online.
At this moment, she was triumphantly questioning the other party's identity, but when she saw the words floating on the paper, the smile on her face froze, and she felt like she was being hit from afar.
His face suddenly became hot and flushed.
Rolling on the bed in shame...
"Huh...it's a good thing he can't see." Yu Yu muttered and wrote back:
[Let’s get down to business, you said in your letter that you want me to help you collect information about the Beast Control Sect. What do you mean? 】
In Qinglian Xiaozhu, Ji Ping'an replied:
[That’s what the letter says. The Beast Control Sect has sent out greetings one after another. In the next two days, they will visit Daomen and Qintian Prison to perform martial arts. According to the schedule, I will go to your side first. As a saint, do you want to come down and participate? ?
Even if you don’t end the game, you can still watch the battle. I know that your Dao Sect Forging Department has a "Photography Stone" and the Talisman Department also has a "Photography Talisman"...you can record images]
Yu Yu pouted and replied:
[Ha, I understand. You want to find out the opponent's style and strength from us in advance so that you can be prepared. But what does this have to do with you? Can you still end up playing? Or ask for someone else? 】
Ji Pingan replied with a smile:
[You can also understand it this way, how about we can make a deal]
He didn't ask for free prostitution, but the Imperial Master still felt a little ashamed...
【trade? What can you come up with? This saint lacks nothing] Yu Yu sounded proud, feeling that he had finally gained the upper hand in his interaction with Ji Ping'an.
Quite proud.
[I can reluctantly give you guidance on the shortcomings of your tactics]
Ji Ping'an thought about it and wrote this line.
When he was in Baidi, he witnessed Yu Yu's fight with the boatman. With his eyesight, even though the fight was only a short one, he could already see many of Yu Yu's flaws.
Although guiding the opponent, it is somewhat "capitalizing the enemy".
But Ji Ping'an had a close relationship with the Taoist sect since he was born. No matter in Liyang's life or the life of the national master, he had a deep connection with it.
Don't treat them as outsiders.
Secondly, he has absolute confidence. Even if he gives guidance to Yu Yu, Luo Huaizhu will only become stronger after being trained by him.
[Haha, are you kidding me? This saint needs your guidance? Have you forgotten, who is my master? 】
Ji Ping'an smiled and entered text:
[Master Xin usually doesn’t correct your tactics very much, otherwise it wouldn’t be so rough]….
Although Xin Yaoguang's cultivation is strong, her path is not one that emphasizes skills, but rather follows the sword's will. Moreover, she is not good at teaching her disciples.
On weekdays, whether the saint son, saint girl, or other Taoist disciples, they are all taught by elders such as Chen Daoling.
Yu Yu was very depressed and told the other party that he was right.
She also asked her master about battle methods, but Xin Yaoguang only replied that she should understand it on her own and not borrow it from outsiders.
He will also give some advice on cultivation issues, but this kind of skill in fighting with others is completely ignored.
However, she certainly didn't believe that Ji Pingan could give valuable "advice".
I just thought that it was the little star official who wanted to prostitute herself for free.
He said "heh", held his chin in one hand, licked the brush in his mouth with the other hand, and began to write:
[Then tell me first, what problems do I have and how to solve them? Let me see your sincerity]
Even through the text, I can think of you moaning...
In the room, Ji Ping'an smiled, thought for a moment, and began to write a long paragraph.
As the lines of text on the talisman paper moved up and faded away, Ji Ping'an wrote more than a thousand words at once.
But there was no reply from the other side for a long time.
After waiting for a while, Ji Pingan smiled and prepared to throw the talisman aside and read for a while.
At this moment, a line of text appeared on the talisman:
[This transaction...I reluctantly agreed]
Ji Ping'an smiled, turned off the lights and went to bed.
…
On the other side, in the bedroom, the lamps were burning quietly.
The girl's figure is cast on the pink and white wall, swaying constantly.
Yu Yu didn't know when he got out of bed, sitting at the table and staring at more than a thousand words seriously.
His eyes were burning, sometimes absent-minded, sometimes in a trance, sometimes excited and excited.
"So that's how it is...I just said I never figured it out...it's so simple..."
"This method seems to really work..."
She felt suddenly enlightened and wanted to try to improve immediately, but she forced herself to hold back.
The Beast Control Sect's martial arts performance was approaching. At this critical moment, she did not dare to practice randomly.
Although I feel there is no problem, but just to be on the safe side... "Let Master take a look."
Yu Yu had an idea, took up a pen and copied the text sent by Ji Ping'an on a piece of paper, then put on his Taoist robe and stepped on his boots.
He walked straight to Xin Yaoguang's bedroom with light steps.
When they arrived, the female headmaster was still asleep, and her shadow was reflected in the window, elegant and sacred.
"What are you doing here so late?"
Xin Yaoguang opened his eyes from meditating, and his slender eyes were filled with light, as if there were stars flowing.
Yu Yu respectfully presented the paper and said shamelessly:
"Disciple has gained some insights recently. Please correct me, Master."
Xin Yaoguang made a slight move, and the paper flew into her hand. She lowered her head and swept it briefly. The fairy-like female head teacher was slightly surprised and praised:
"Yes, I have such an understanding..."
As she spoke, she glanced at the female disciple, suddenly paused, and said with a half-smile:
"This is not something you understand, it's someone else's guidance."
Yu Yu hummed:
"Master, you look down on me like this...well, someone else wrote it, I think it's fine."
Xin Yaoguang smiled and said:
"It is indeed quite exquisite. Even as a teacher, I can't fault it. Which elder wrote it? Chen Daoling or who?"
Yu Yu had a strange look on his face and avoided his eyes:
"It's someone else..."
"other people?"
"Well...it's that Ji Ping'an..."
Yu Yu looked reluctant, but still gave a general description of what happened.
It's him...
"No wonder..."
"Master?" Yu Yu twirled his clothes with his fingers and whispered, "I'm quick to talk, so I promised him. What do you think..."
Xin Yaoguang came back to her senses, caught a glimpse of the timid appearance of the female disciple, and smiled faintly:
"Just do as he says."
"Thank you, Master!" Yu Yu said sweetly, but he was thinking about the word "no wonder" in his heart and felt that something was not right.
Why does it feel like Master and that guy are very familiar...
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