"Clang!"
As the room closed, Ji Ping'an exhaled deeply and sat cross-legged on the floor.
Then, he took out the two star fragments belonging to "Zhu Xun" and "Curse Killer" respectively, and threw them in front of him.
And as the two met, the two pieces of metal with gray and black backgrounds and fine textures vibrated suddenly, and light blue light lit up on the surface.
Then, in Ji Ping'an's eyes, the two were like magnets, suddenly drawing invisible force towards the middle, but just when they were about to touch, they encountered a "repulsive force" and bounced away from each other.
And it maintains a continuous cycle of "attraction" and "repulsion", spinning in place on the floor...
"What are you doing, plane?"
Next to it, a page of Taoist scriptures flew out. Jiang Jiang, wearing a wizard's robe and a pointed hat, looked dull and lifeless, and sprang out like an elf.
It condensed and formed in the room, staring at the two stones spinning in place, looking at Ji Ping'an expressionlessly.
This sentence, recorded in the "Quotations of the Imperial Master", is one of the many strange words of the Imperial Master of Zhou Dynasty in his life.
Ji Pingan said helplessly: "What does this have to do with me?"
During the previous battle, he did not call Jiang Jiang out, and Miss Qi Ling did not know what happened.
At this moment, Ji Ping'an gave a brief talk. She looked thoughtful and said:
"So, there is some kind of connection between these two? For example, they once belonged to the same artifact?"
Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"
Jiang Jiang raised his hand as a matter of course, pointed at himself, and emphasized: "I am the weapon spirit."
She pointed to the floor again: "The feeling they give me is very similar to me, but not like me."
Ji Ping'an just asked casually, not expecting the innocent Miss Qi Ling to have any unique insights, but she was really surprised:
"What you mean is that these fragments may have belonged to the same artifact and were broken into pieces, and you sensed the aura of the artifact spirit similar to yours on these fragments?"
Jiang Jiang glanced at him enviously: "You are so awesome, that's what I want to say."
No... it's because your expressive skills are too rubbish... Ji Ping'an complained in his heart and listened to Jiang Jiang continue:
"Because of the existence of weapon spirits, if a powerful magical weapon is broken, different fragments will react. It's the same as this. But their 'spirits' are not consistent and repel each other, so they can never really get close. "
Yes, taking the "Tao Jing" as an example, every page is a part of the whole, and Jiang Jiang is the only will that coordinates all the pages.
But the two in front of me belong to different wills.
If each fragment is regarded as a magic weapon, then these reborn ones are somewhat like weapon spirits.
But if this is the case, what is the original "whole" of the fragments?
What exactly exists in the starry sky of this world?
"No, let's think about it differently. If these fragments are in different parts, then... they must follow a certain arrangement pattern."
Ji Ping'an pondered, and in the depths of his eye sockets, an illusory astrolabe emerged, then slowly rotated, trying to use the "Dayan Tianji Jue" to analyze the connection between the two.
During this period, he tried to use fragments as a medium for divination more than once.
But without exception, they all failed.
But what if the number of media increases? Will the results change?
Jiang Jiang was floating aside, her feet were flying in the air, and she floated to the beam like a female ghost, and sat down.
The two legs are hanging down and swaying
——Although she does not need to sit to relieve fatigue and does not have a real body, she feels that it will be more "human".
The room fell silent and time passed by little by little.
Just when Jiang Jiang started to feel bored, an illusory eight-pointed star disk appeared on the floor with Ji Ping'an as the center, and then collapsed into a bright galaxy.
Ji Ping'an was sitting in the middle of the galaxy, and the star map formed by the spots and lines on the floor was exactly the same as the position of the stars on the day when the "stars returned to their positions".
And while he was simulating the star map, the two entangled "fragments" seemed to be suddenly summoned and flew to different locations in a "whoosh".
As if "embedded" in the star chart.
In the dim room, this magnificent and dreamy scene made Jiang Jiang's dull face appear with an expression of surprise.
Immediately afterwards, she vaguely saw an illusory galaxy rising above Ji Ping'an's head, submerging into the roof, then disappearing, merging with the starlight in the sky.
Waves of spiritual elements from heaven and earth began to gather towards Ji Ping'an. When the breeze picked up, Jiang Jiang's long hair drifted away.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly closed, interrupting the process.
The illusory galaxy disappeared, and the room returned to silence. Only a lamp on the table burned quietly, spreading an orange halo.
Ji Ping'an raised his hand to fish it out, and the two knuckle-sized, metal fragments flew into his palm. Their shapes changed and they merged into one with a "click".
Jiang Jiang's eyes widened and he was dumbfounded.
"You...you..." Miss Qi Ling floated down the beam, looked at him in surprise, and suddenly frowned:
"You wiped out their spirits?"
As the treasure of Jiuzhou, Jiang Jiang feels that no one understands "weapon spirit" better than her.
Therefore, the previous categorical judgment was that the two were mutually exclusive and could never really come into contact. However, the two fragments that had just been fiercely repelling each other were now being docilely rolled and crushed in Ji Ping'an's hands. This seemed to be beyond the pale. Her imagination.
The only possibility is that Ji Ping'an can do this by erasing the remaining spirits of "Zhu Xun" and "Cursed Killer".
"No." Ji Ping'an shook his head, stroking the slightly larger fragment on his fingertips, with a smile in his eyes:
"Just using some astrological tricks."
"Techniques?" Jiang Jiang was stunned.
Ji Ping'an did not explain, because it was too complicated, and it took a lot of effort from his accumulation of astrology to combine the two.
Perhaps, in Kyushu today, he is the only one who can do this.
Correspondingly, at the moment when the two merged, he vaguely established a brief connection with something deep in the sky.
Unfortunately, this connection was too short and more like an illusion. This gave Ji Ping'an a premonition:
When he masters enough fragments, he can use them as a medium to have a deeper intersection with the starry sky and even the world through astrology.
This was an experience he had never had in a thousand years.
Having stepped into the realm of "Divine Treasures" twice, Ji Ping'an originally thought that he had already understood the "upper limit" of this world, but now he realized that he had vaguely touched another world.
"Then what happened to the spiritual element just now?"
Seeing that he refused to say anything, Jiang Jiang lazily stopped asking and turned to ask more practical questions.
"Oh, this can be understood as a by-product of the experiment," Ji Ping'an smiled and weighed the fragments in his hands:
"With this thing, I can absorb starlight and practice faster, maybe twice as fast? However, the movement is too loud and it is not convenient to use in the city, so I cut it off."
After a pause, he felt a little bit of Qi Hai and said:
"Hey, I seem to have broken four."
Jiang Jiang's eyes were complicated.
Although she is a weapon spirit, she is influenced by what she hears and sees. How could she not know how important it is for practitioners to increase their practice speed and improve their realm?
But the young man in front of him didn't care about these things that others longed for, as if they were just a trivial matter.
…
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.
Yu Yu took the lead, opened the door suddenly, looked left and right with wide eyes, and then said suspiciously:
"I just seemed to sense that spiritual elements gathered here."
She put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows: "Are you practicing secretly behind our backs again?"
The Saint was dissatisfied with her performance in tonight's battle and was a little anxious.
Mu Yaoyao and Huang He also cast curious glances from left to right.
Ji Ping'an smiled, put away the fragments, resisted the urge to scalp her, and said:
"I came just in time. I just wanted to review tonight's events with you."
Upon hearing this, Yu Yu immediately put aside his little doubts, pricked up his ears, pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning forward with an expression of "Speak quickly, speak quickly".
Ji Ping'an coughed and was about to describe his revised version.
Basically, after Yu Yu fell into coma, he chased the "eldest young master" whose cultivation was overstretched, killed him, and obtained another fragment.
"So, the eldest son of the Pei family is the murderer behind the murder case and a reborn person?" Yu Yu bit his lip with a complicated expression.
Although there are precedents, they had mostly speculated about "rebirth" before, but there was no confirmation in the end.
But this time... the eldest son of the Pei family changed his temperament drastically, and used ancient spells... which actually confirmed that he was "seized".
Ji Ping'an said "yes" and added:
"Furthermore, according to my observation, the spell he cast is most likely derived from a magic secret technique that was used during the war between humans and demons in the past, and was later lost."
Huang He said in surprise: "Master, are you saying that he is an ancient person from six to seven hundred years ago? In this way, the range of 'reborn' people is larger than we expected."
The foodie girl wearing a lotus leaf skirt and neat headband holds her chin:
"Amazing."
Ji Pingan nodded with a serious expression:
"Unfortunately, we could not capture him alive and the clues were interrupted again. However, there are still many mysteries in this incident that have not been solved."
Yu Yu twitched his nose: "Mystery?"
Ji Ping'an explained: "First, why did the government officials arrive suddenly? What a coincidence that they were in front of us and behind us? How did we know that?"
"Secondly, where did the rest of the warriors in the villa come from?"
"Thirdly, does the eldest son of the Pei family have any contact with the Four Holy Sects? Don't forget, as I told you before, the escort team was ambushed and the mage's remains were taken away. Someone must have tipped off the information. I suspect it is this 'The eldest son'.
This means that he may have secretly colluded with the Four Saints. This is also a clue. Now I am increasingly suspicious that the leaders of the Four Saints have also been 'reborn' and returned, and their identities in this life are not simple. "
Yu Yu was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it simple?"
Ji Pingan explained patiently:
"The Four Saints Religion has been destroyed long ago. Even if the leader is reborn, how can he rally the team in such a short period of time? Even establish contact with Zhu Xun and even this 'elder master'?"
Huang He suddenly realized:
"This can only be achieved if you have a high enough status and can use certain forces. Well, from this perspective, we can pay attention to whether there are people who have risen from the dead within some big forces in Lanzhou... However, this is also very difficult. It’s difficult, big forces are already paying attention, and if there is anything abnormal, it would have been noticed long ago.”
Mu Yaoyao put her elbows on the table and held her round cheeks:
"Amazing."
Ji Pingan nodded, thought for a moment, and said:
"This matter indeed needs to be considered in the long term. In short, we should try to start with the Pei family first to solve the previous doubts."
Huang He asked worriedly: "Will there be any clues from Pei's side?"
Ji Ping'an smiled mysteriously: "Wait until tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, and you will have the answer."
Although he did not enter the dungeon of Banyue Villa, he had a vague guess through astrology, but it still needed to be confirmed later.
If his prediction is correct, Mr. Pei will come and invite him in these two days.
…
…
A night of silence.
In the early morning, when Ji Pingping woke up from his sleep, it was already bright.
On the dining table in the courtyard, the food was covered with gauze. The other three left notes and had gone out early to find out the news.
Ji Ping'an had breakfast leisurely, walked into Yijingzhai as usual, put on the robe of a "divination master", and opened the business.
The sun was shining high, the wind was blowing, and Laoliu Street was as usual. No one knew that the owner of this small shop caused a storm that shocked the entire Yuhang last night.
"Mr. Xiao Li is sitting on the stage!"
"It's true. He's coming out. Look, everyone."
However, not long after Ji Ping'an sat down, he looked strangely and saw many neighbors gathering outside, pointing and telling each other.
Then, a group of neighbors lined up and came excitedly to ask for divination.
They are all trivial topics, nothing more than wealth, marriage, etc...
Ji Ping'an was surprised at how the quiet business suddenly became lively.
It wasn't until noon that he put up the closing sign and the crowd dispersed. The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop next door came over and told him the truth:
The general idea is that the second Miss Pei came to visit in person the day before yesterday. The news spread like wildfire and had a celebrity effect.
Originally, the common people were suspicious of the young Ji Ping'an and felt that he was unreliable, but when they saw the big shots from the Pei family coming to "ask for divination," they suddenly couldn't sit still.
"Everyone wanted to come yesterday, but saw that Mr. Huang was sitting in the hall, so they didn't come." The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop explained.
Ji Ping'an smiled bitterly. He originally wanted to be quiet, but now it seems that business is inexplicably booming.
Fortunately, in the afternoon, there were fewer and fewer people.
On the one hand, the spread of his reputation is limited and has not yet spread. After neighbors ask for divination, there is not much traffic from further distances.
On the other hand, there is the emergence of sensational news:
Last night, a fight broke out among practitioners at Banyue Mountain Villa outside the city. Some cultivators of the Demonic Way caused chaos. Unfortunately, the eldest son of the Pei family died in the battle. The head of the Pei family was injured. He was escorted back to the city by imperial officials overnight. Also brought back were the "Magician" cultivators. "Repair" the oppressed people.
"It is said that those evil cultivators had leopard heads and ringed eyes, and were extremely ugly. What a good man the eldest son of the Pei family was, why did he die like this... Early in the morning, the Pei family's mansion was covered with white silk. A great funeral was launched, and the prefects came to express their condolences in person, determined to catch the murderer and avenge the eldest son."
The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop is mysterious and shares the gossip he has heard.
Ji Ping'an was silent.
He didn't know how to explain that the "deviant cultivator" was his kind of thing...
In the next half day, the entire Yuhang was shaken by this explosive news. People were talking in the streets and the gossip spread wildly.
Amid the strong wind and waves, Ji Ping'an sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and did not go out again. He just waited in a quiet room.
In the evening, Yu Yu and others returned and brought more detailed news. As he expected, the head of the Pei family was hidden in the dungeon of the villa.
The next day, early morning.
When Ji Pingan opened the store door again as usual, as expected, he saw Pei Qiuwei's personal maid "He'er" coming to present an invitation.
…
ps: Mental internal consumption, less today, more tomorrow
(End of chapter)
