Outside the hospital, they saw the wooden door closing and Ji Ping'an's back disappearing. The Pei mother and daughter waiting outside had different expressions.
Li Xiangjun, who was wearing purple clothes and a golden walking stick on his head, had a dignified temperament and had hope in his eyes. He turned to look at his daughter beside him:
"Where did you invite this master? He is young, but he has extraordinary bearing."
Pei Qiuwei was distracted. Hearing this, he looked at his mother and said:
"I heard he's from Zhongzhou."
Zhongzhou? Could it be Taoist walking?
Li Xiangjun is not stupid. As the mistress of the Pei family, she is in charge of the internal affairs of such a large family. Even if she is worried about her relatives, she will not lose her reason.
Allowing Ji Ping'an to see his old family leader was a decision he made only after he was sure that he was no ordinary person.
"Mom, when you said he wanted to see his grandfather, was it really just the kindness of a doctor?" Pei Qiuwei suddenly asked.
Li Xiangjun looked at his smart daughter and asked, "You don't think so?"
Pei Qiuwei hesitated and said:
"I had no suspicion at first, but the more I got in touch with him, I felt that this person seemed to know my Pei family too well. My daughter was just worried that his purpose was not pure."
It was clear that at noon, she had rejected the maid's suspicion in the carriage, but at this time, she also felt that she could not figure it out.
However, Li Xiangjun was not surprised and said:
"That's why it's necessary to invite him to see his father. Although his father is crazy, his martial arts skills are extremely strong and he is not afraid of any evil intentions. No matter what the purpose of this young gentleman is, he can never hurt his father. Moreover, according to the past practice Experience shows that my father’s epilepsy is only temporary.”
Pei Qiuwei suddenly realized:
"Mom, what do you mean, mother, it's okay if he has good intentions, but if he has other thoughts, you can use my grandfather's wisdom to see through them? Or at least test him a little bit?"
Li Xiangjun smiled and said nothing.
Pei Qiuwei silently wrote down the matter and planned to go back and study it carefully at night. His mother looked innocent, but she was also very thoughtful.
At this time, a figure trotted over in the distance.
"Mom, second sister, I asked my servants why you didn't go in when they said you were here?" Pei Qian asked curiously.
When he learned that the divination masters had finished their divination, he rushed over to inquire about the results. However, they learned that their mother and sister were talking to a man in the side hall. After finally getting past, they were lured here again.
Li Xiangjun glanced at his silly son and said nothing.
Pei Qiuwei sighed and ignored the guy. He turned to look at the unusually quiet yard:
In order to avoid causing any noise when going crazy, the courtyard is equipped with a soundproof array.
"At this time, he is afraid that he has already met his grandfather. It would be better not to be frightened." She thought to herself.
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…
"Pei Wuju! Come out to see me!"
In the cold and chilly courtyard with fallen leaves everywhere, Ji Ping'an's anger sank into his dantian, he exhaled and his voice immediately exploded like thunder.
The next second, in the small lake next to the three-story red patent leather pavilion, the water surface suddenly boiled and bubbled, as if it were boiling.
Immediately, with a loud bang and a three-foot-high column of water, an old man wearing a soaked martial artist's shirt emerged from the water.
Just see the person:
His white hair is as messy as weeds, his body is strong and his chest is half open.
On the ankles of the brown bare feet, there were several iron chains as thick as arms, which penetrated the wet bottom of the lake and penetrated the mud. Zhenjiang stone locks weighing a thousand kilograms were cast on the ends.
As soon as Pei Wuju came out of the water, a wave of air exploded with a punch. The fine water droplets were like bullets, shooting toward the shore, but were pushed away by an invisible force when he approached Ji Ping'an.
"Hahaha..." The late martial artist, who looked like a mad man and had been trapped in the peak of sitting well for many years, made a sound that seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time.
Stepping on the water, looking around, under the white hair like wild grass, a pair of gray-white eyes showed no aura.
The moment he saw Ji Ping'an, like an enraged beast, the old martial artist's back arched, his beard stood on end, and he took long strides like a madman and ran towards him.
The soles of his feet were on the lake, and with every step he took, white waves exploded with terrifying force.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ji Ping'an and extended his right fist.
At this moment, the iron ropes on his feet were stretched to the limit, like a tightened dog leash, making a sharp squeaking sound, freezing his leaping body in place.
"Peng!"
A punch was thrown out, very close at hand, and the wind of the fist suddenly stirred up wind and waves, causing Ji Ping'an's hair to fly back and his clothes to tremble.
However, there was no trace of panic in his eyes, only sighs and pity.
Pei Wuju was furious and waved his fists continuously, but he was trapped by the iron chain and could not get closer. He couldn't help but became furious. He let out a strange scream and jumped back violently. He punched half of the rockery that had collapsed, as if to vent his anger. .
There was a loud bang of smoke and dust, but not a single bit of spiritual energy was used, which shows that its destructive power is terrifying.
But the old master of the family, who once had great glory, is now like a wild beast. No wonder he is willing to confine himself here.
Ji Ping'an sighed softly and said:
"Pei Wuju, do you still remember the full moon night thirteen years ago?"
His voice was not loud, but the moment he uttered it, Pei Wuju, who was originally like a crazy tiger, suddenly froze. His whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning, his breath collapsed, and his neck turned around with a "click", staring at him intently. he.
In the gray eyes, a little bit of transparency gradually squeezed out, as if there was a clear will trying to wake up, but it was difficult to break free.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and sighed, and suddenly shouted:
"Martial arts, wake up!"
There was a hint of spiritual essence in this voice, and Pei Wuju felt like the roar of a yellow bell in his ears.
His whole body was shaking like chaff, and the grayness and madness in his eyes were like ice melting away from snow. He knelt down on the stone platform by the lake as if he was out of strength, held his head in his hands, and screamed.
Then, his muscles trembled, and the escaped spirit essence contracted in his body, and the murderous intent that filled the other courtyard quickly subsided.
In the blink of an eye, the terrifying martial artist in front of him turned into a frail old man with disheveled hair.
He slowly raised his head, brushed away his white hair with both hands, looked at the young man in front of him with uncertainty, stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice:
"Who are you?"
At this moment, although Pei Wuju was in a sorry state, he had a trace of the magnanimity of a martial arts master.
He recalled the phrase "the night of the full moon thirteen years ago" that Ji Ping'an had just said, and vaguely came up with a guess. He felt his mouth was dry and his voice was trembling without even noticing it, and he cupped his hands and said:
"I, Pei Wuju, just lost his composure and made the guests laugh. Do you dare to ask your name?"
Ji Ping'an looked calm: "No name or surname."
Pei Wuju did not dare to be careless: "May I ask about your origin?"
Ji Ping'an said calmly: "Shanye Sanren."
Pei Wuju frowned: "Why are you here?"
Ji Ping'an said: "Take something."
Pei Wuju's eyes suddenly sparkled: "What do you want, sir?"
In a few short and incomprehensible conversations, his name for the young man in front of him has changed several times.
Ji Ping'an stood with his hands behind his back, gave him a strange look, waved his sleeves, and threw out a wooden sign:
"Don't tell me that the box that was kept with you was lost."
Pei Wuju's spirit was greatly boosted. At this moment, the old warrior's face showed uncontrollable surprise, as if he had been waiting for countless years and finally waited for this moment.
He subconsciously held the tattered wooden sign with both hands, as if holding a supreme treasure. He suddenly fell to his knees, and the green bricks under his knees cracked like a spider web:
"Pei's martial arts competition, meet the national master!"
Ji Ping'an smiled half-heartedly: "Who do you want to meet?"
Pei Wu raised his wooden sign with a fanatical expression:
"In the past, when the Imperial Master was leaving, he said that anyone holding this wooden sign would be as if the Imperial Master were here in person."
This is a very plausible statement. If you put it in a simple and easy-to-understand way, it is similar to an official meeting with Shang Fang's sword.
The person Pei Wuju was kneeling on was not the young man in front of him, but the deceased Great Zhou Imperial Master. But he didn't know that his words were, in a sense, wrong.
Pei Wuju looked back in memory and said:
"Thirteen years ago, the Imperial Master broke through the barrier and left the capital of the gods, passing through Yuhang. It happened that the old man was obsessed with martial arts and almost died. Fortunately, the Imperial Master took action and saved his life. I was even more fortunate to follow the Imperial Master for half a month and win the old man's life. Guiding martial arts practice, although he has no status, he still has the kindness of being a teacher again.
Before leaving, the Imperial Master entrusted an iron box to me for safekeeping. He said that someone would hold this card to pick it up in the future. He also told me that the root of the disease is deep in the bone marrow and difficult to be cured by external means. Only by breaking the bottleneck and stepping into the contemplation can the transformation be achieved. Otherwise, the talent can transform. Life expectancy can be extended by more than ten years at most. "
As he said that, Pei Wuju looked ashamed:
"However, I am almost at the end of my life, but I still have not been able to take the last step."
In the words, there is endless regret and loneliness.
For a martial arts fanatic, having no breakthrough in the realm of martial arts is more despairing than falling into madness. In other words, it is precisely because of the inability to crack down on this inner demon that the epilepsy becomes increasingly serious.
Ji Ping'an listened without commenting.
At that time, he had a premonition that the end was coming, and he traveled across Jiuzhou to prepare backup plans for his reincarnation. Yuhang was a very important stop, and the Pei family did keep some of their "trump cards" here.
He originally wanted to find time to pick it up, but it happened to be this opportunity, so he came here. At the same time, he was curious about Pei Wuju's status.
Now it seems that there is indeed only one step left.
It's just that the martial arts path is different from others. It has the lowest threshold, but the upper limit is also more difficult to break.
However, if you can really step into the sky observation, it will be a new world.
At this time, Pei Wuju finished his recollection, stood up and handed the wooden sign back, then raised his right hand and grabbed it toward the lake.
"boom!"
The lake water exploded, and a huge box, about half the height of a man, made of pitch-black metal broke out of the water and landed at Ji Ping'an's feet.
Maybe it was soaked for too long, and its surface was severely rusted and entangled with water plants.
Ji Ping'an didn't care, he raised a finger and dropped it. Just a little, a white halo fell down along the top of the box, with bright silver threads outline the dark surface.
With a "click" sound, the box popped open and the seal was released.
It wasn't until he saw this scene that Pei Wuju completely believed that this person was the person predicted by the National Master.
From the beginning to the end, Pei Wuju never inquired about Ji Ping'an's identity and origins. When he saw him flicking the iron box, it disappeared without a trace and was put into the "Tao Jing" space without any abnormality.
Instead, he let out a long sigh of relief and showed a calm and satisfied look.
Ji Ping'an looked at him and suddenly said: "You seem to have been looking forward to this day for a long time."
Pei Wuju smiled and said:
"Wouldn't it be a good thing to be able to complete the National Master's commission and repay this kindness before death? If you wait until you die and everything sinks in the lake, then you will be considered dead in peace."
Ji Ping'an looked at him deeply and said:
"Aren't you curious about my identity?"
Pei Wuju nodded:
"Curious, but since sir doesn't want to say, why bother asking."
Ji Ping'an nodded lightly. He dared to entrust things to this martial artist because he was attracted by his character, sincerity and sincerity.
I have held the treasure in my arms for ten years, and even after the Imperial Master has been dead for so long, I have not tried to use force to destroy the institution and take the treasure by force...
"It's quite rare."
As he spoke, Ji Ping'an flicked his finger, and a white jade bottle suddenly flew out. Pei Wuju subconsciously took it with his big hand, and was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face.
Ji Ping'an said calmly:
"This medicine can help you suppress epilepsy for one month. Now that the spirit of heaven and earth has recovered, the shackles have been lifted. With your accumulation, as long as you are not disturbed by the disease, there is only one opportunity left to enter the sky-viewing world. You must regulate your body this month , I will come back next month today to strengthen my foundation and strengthen my talents."
After saying that, he said no more and turned to leave.
Pei Wuju was left standing there stunned, as if he had not yet recovered from Ji Ping'an's words.
Suppressing madness... consolidating one's roots and cultivating one's strength... only one opportunity left to reach the realm of observing the sky... These words rang in the ears of the gray-haired old warrior.
How could he not hear Ji Ping'an's hidden meaning?
Does the other party have a way to help him break the shackles?
A new lease of life?
At this moment, Pei Wuju, who was already disillusioned with martial arts, felt his heart beating wildly and felt the long-lost heat, sweeping away his despair.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly took the food box and began to feast, eating meat with his left hand and drinking wine with his right hand.
After filling his stomach, he jumped up to the Tingchao Pavilion. When he walked out, he was no longer wearing rags, but a clean martial arts robe. His white hair like wild grass was simply tied behind his head, revealing a resolute face. face.
"Father!"
When the beautiful woman Li Xiangjun hurried in from outside with a pair of children, she saw this scene.
The gentle woman was startled at first, and then suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, with surprise and emotion blooming on her round face.
It has been several years since I saw such a normal father?
Next to them, Pei Qiuwei and the Third Young Master Pei Qian also looked shocked, especially Pei Qian, who couldn't help but say:
"Grandpa, are you... okay?!"
Li Xiangjun glared at his son, but in his heart, he didn't think so.
I couldn't help but asked curiously: "What exactly did Mr. Li say to you?"
Pei Wuju looked at his daughter-in-law, granddaughter, and grandson, and frowned:
"Mr. Li?"
Li Xiangjun immediately told what happened in the mansion. After hearing this, Pei Wuju thought for a moment and said:
"You don't need to know, as long as you remember what happened today, it is strictly forbidden to spread it. Except for the three of you, no fourth person is allowed to know. In addition, this person is not allowed to be investigated in any way."
Li Xiangjun was confused and Pei Qiuwei bit his lip, his beautiful eyes full of confusion and strong curiosity.
That young man, what is his identity?
…
at the same time.
Under the guidance of his servants, Ji Ping'an walked through the maze-like Jiangnan Garden and walked towards the gate.
When he came, he had a breeze in his sleeves, and when he left, not only did he have an extra trump card in his Taoist scriptures, but he also had a thick stack of silver notes in his sleeves.
This was the reward given by Li Xiangjun, and Ji Pingan happily accepted it.
This time I came to Pei's and gained a lot.
On the one hand, new clues were obtained, and the suspected reborn person "Elder Master Pei" was identified... Unfortunately, there is no clear direction for the time being, and we still have to think about how to find it.
In addition, in addition to getting back some trump cards, he also received the unexpected surprise of Pei Wuju.
Originally, according to Ji Ping'an's thoughts in his previous life, it was extremely difficult and almost impossible for Pei Wuju to enter the sky-watching realm during the low period of heaven and earth spiritual energy.
But now, the shackles of heaven and earth are loosened, and there is an opportunity.
"Although his life span is short, with this person's accumulation and my personal training, I might be able to break the shackles. By then, if I can gain a Heaven-Observing Realm martial artist, I can add another trump card to my list. .”
Of course, if Pei Wuju does anything wrong today, if he hesitates when taking out the iron box, or if the box is tampered with, what Ji Pingan will give him will no longer be a gift, but a punishment.
"Let's see again. Breaking through doesn't happen overnight."
While thinking about it, Ji Ping'an turned around a rock and was suddenly attracted by two figures walking towards him.
To be precise, it was a woman in a plain skirt with a slender figure, thin eyebrows and quiet eyes, who looked like she was still recovering from injuries, and beside her was an old woman holding an umbrella to protect herself from the sun.
The woman's face was very pale, just like her whole body, as weak as a thin, white and soft waterweed that rarely received sunlight.
As she walked gently at this moment, the sun seemed to be shining brightly because of this. It was clear that her appearance was not that of a stunning woman, but coupled with that indescribable and slightly familiar temperament, it was particularly eye-catching.
At the same time, Xu Yuanyun also noticed the man walking towards him.
Her black button-like eyes were briefly distracted, and in a trance, she seemed to have traveled through time and saw a familiar... friend.
His heart suddenly pounded like a deer, but when he took a closer look, he was disappointed to find that he was just a strange young man with a slightly calm temperament.
Both Ji Ping'an and Xu Yuanyun, in order to hide their true identities, deliberately changed some of their habits and behaviors, trying to prevent their true identities from being seen by people they were familiar with.
Whether it is the Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty or a generation of masters, they are undoubtedly the most amazing and talented few people on this continent.
Smart enough to disguise himself very well.
The two sides gradually approached, Ji Pingan slowly took a step to the right, smiled and signaled to give way, and Xu Yuanyun smiled back as a courtesy.
Passing by, the fragrant breeze blows.
When the beautiful figure turned around the rockery and disappeared, Ji Ping'an looked away and casually asked the servant who was leading the way: "Is that the young lady in the house who was just there?"
The Pei family is a big family, with a large and two-bedroom house in a mess... Relatives from the side branches can fill a thick volume of genealogy.
Except for Pei Qiuwei, a talented woman famous in Jiangnan, Ji Ping'an paid no attention to the rest of the family.
When the servant heard this, he said "yes" and said, "That's Miss Mochou, Madam's niece."
As a servant of the palace, he didn't have the habit of gossiping. He only mentioned it briefly and didn't say much.
Ji Ping'an said "yes" and didn't ask any more questions. He met countless people every day, so of course he wouldn't pay attention to investigate just when he saw a woman, not to mention that he was preoccupied with the case at the moment.
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The other side.
"Girl?" The old woman holding the umbrella was keenly aware of the change in her girl's demeanor.
Xu Yuanyun looked back, smiled, shook his head and said: "Nothing, it's just that... that one was also the divination master who came to the mansion, but he didn't leave with the previous batch?"
The old woman shook her head and said, "We don't know either. We can ask my wife to find out later."
Xu Yuanyun thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No need, it's not an important matter after all."
When people are under the roof, she always remembers the etiquette and knows that it is not appropriate to inquire about these things randomly.
…
Outside the door of Pei's Mansion, a group of Gua masters walked out, and the others were only one step ahead of Ji Ping'an, and immediately left in their carriages.
Ji Ping'an didn't take a ride, and refused Pei's offer to send someone there. Instead, he walked a few steps, turned into a secluded alley, took out the Taoist scriptures from his arms, and shook it gently.
Wearing a black robe and a pointed wizard hat, with a pale and dull face, Miss Qiling, who looked like a large doll, was suspended in the air, looking at him dissatisfied, and said mechanically:
"From now on, you are not allowed to put anything in my body without my permission."
She was referring to the thick, hard iron box.
Ji Ping'an agreed wholeheartedly, and immediately made a request: "Help me hide my body."
Jiang Jiang asked doubtfully: "What are you going to do again?"
Miss Qi Ling has been a little unhappy recently. She feels that Ji Ping'an doesn't teach her how to see the world, but instead treats her as a tool.
And, every time, he does something sneaky.
Ji Ping'an said: "Follow the reborn person."
Jiang Jiang also gave him the speculation of "rebirth" through popular science, and he was quite interested in it: "Do you have any new clues? Or is it the Four Saints?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said, "Not sure."
Then he urged: "Hurry up."
Jiang Jiang reluctantly raised his green-white fingers and pointed towards him. Both of them turned into a translucent state. Ji Ping'an immediately held the "Mountain God Staff" and performed the "shrink the ground into an inch" technique.
Turning out of the alley, he quickly caught up with a particularly elegant carriage. It was the carriage of Zhou Banxian who had just left Pei's mansion.
Thank you for the support of Rabbit Baishang, who is eating grass.
(End of chapter)
