In the evening, the glow breaks through the clouds and illuminates this large city in the south of the Yangtze River.
No one thought that before the turmoil in the martial arts temple last night had subsided, a summons from the "Martial Arts Alliance" would cause another storm.
"Don't be anxious, speak slowly." In the small courtyard of Yijingzhai, under the old tree, Ji Ping'an, dressed in a green shirt, comforted the sweaty two people and handed them a plate of refreshing cantaloupe.
Huang He and Yu Yu had no intention of eating. The former said seriously:
"Sir, according to the information I have gathered, this 'hero order' was delivered to the city last night and was only delivered today."
Ji Ping'an said "hmm" to express his understanding. He sat back in the wicker chair and asked:
"Are you saying that the Wulin Alliance is going to declare war on the Four Holy Religions?"
There are also many divisions among the martial arts forces in Kyushu. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the leader is the "Martial Arts Alliance", which is also the largest martial arts force in the two states of the Central Plains.
That is: the so-called alliance of major factions.
The current leader of the alliance is named Jiang Huai. He is also the brother of the female shopkeeper of the "Black Gold Pawn Shop", one of Ji Ping'an's acquaintances, and a descendant of the martial arts master Jiang Chunqiu.
The level of the "five major sects" is far away from ordinary people. For most people, masters in the martial arts world, many sects, and extraordinary talents are more common.
Huang He nodded:
"Yes. It is said that in recent days, the remnants of the Four Holy Religions have been rekindled in various places, and Yuhang City is only one of the more important stops. And the expansion of the Four Holy Religions seems to threaten the entire world...
Many notorious figures in the world have been taken under the sect and spread around to make money among the people. They even attack some small sects or businesses to search for resources.
There have been a lot of troubles, so it is not surprising that the Martial Arts Alliance would step forward at this time. "
Next to him, Yu Yu, who was wearing a light pink skirt and a delicate face, blinked and looked very understanding:
"That's right. As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and the Wulin Alliance will not allow the Four Saints to reappear. This so-called Heroic Order is to inform all parts of the Central Plains that a meeting will be held in Lanzhou's 'Qixia Town' in half a month. Discuss how to deal with the Four Holy Religions."
Huang He looked serious and said:
"Sir, I think this meeting needs to be taken seriously. According to you, the Four Saints may hold secrets about the starry sky. It is impossible for the Four Saints to sit back and wait for this gathering to happen. At the very least, they will send people to inquire about it or even destroy it. ...Or, since the Martial Arts Alliance dares to convene this gathering, it must have some information."
Yu Yu glanced at him and pouted.
Feeling that he could not speak as much as this former doctor, he hurriedly said:
"That's right. Although our Taoist sect is strong, even a dragon crossing the river can't overwhelm a local snake. The Four Holy Sects are hidden in the rivers and lakes. If we say we understand them, the Taoist sect is really not as good as the Wulin Alliance."
The two sang and expressed their concerns about the matter.
Ji Ping'an was silent, thinking:
It turns out that Jian Zheng's "prophecy" was fulfilled here.
According to his judgment, the Martial Temple incident was considered the last counterattack of the reborn people in the city. In the next short period of time, there may not be any more reborn people in the city.
According to the information he obtained from the "fragments":
Before the "tribulation" comes, at least "nine" star fragments must be collected, namely:
Kill nine reborns.
Only in this way can we have the confidence to face future changes.
Therefore, no matter from the perspective of collecting fragments, finding old friends to gather forces, or investigating the truth about the starry sky, this meeting of the Wulin Alliance is the best choice.
Of course, he could also stay in the city and avoid possible dangers under the protection of the first disciple, but how could that be his style?
"It makes sense," Ji Ping'an thought for a moment, nodded, and said:
"In that case, Huang He, you and Mu Yaoyao will stay here to look after the house and practice in peace while the saint and I go to the meeting."
Mu Yaoyao was sitting next to her. She stole a melon and gnawed it on her hand while the three of them were not paying attention. She was stunned for a moment when she heard this:
"Why didn't you take me with you?"
Ji Pingan glanced at the foodie speechlessly and said angrily:
"You said you called Yu Hang, what else did you do? If you don't improve your cultivation, wait until Xu Jianhou comes to see how she will deal with you. Huang He, you have been watching her practice during this period, and wait until I come back to see the results."
Mu Yaoyao was so shocked that she even dropped her cantaloupe.
Huang He nodded: "Yes, Master."
Yu Yu immediately raised his chin and glanced at the two of them proudly, saying:
Let's see, it turns out that this saint is more worthy of trust.
Then happily, I went back to my room to pack my luggage.
Ji Ping'an looked at the drama queen with pity. He would not say it because he would inevitably encounter danger on this trip. Among the three, only the saint had enough cards to withstand the thunder.
But before setting off, he did need to arrange some things.
Thinking of this, he got up and left Laoliu Street, walking eastward under the rays of sunshine. After the last ray of sunshine fell, he arrived at the Pei family's house.
…
"Mr. Li, please come in. I will inform Madam immediately."
When the housekeeper of the Pei Mansion learned that "Li Anping" was visiting, he rushed to receive him personally.
Although the old housekeeper did not know his true identity, he had been repeatedly told by his master to receive him as a distinguished guest.
Ji Ping'an smiled lightly and said:
"No need, I'm here to see my old master this time."
Because last time the second room and others came to make trouble, Pei Wuju came out to quell the chaos. The housekeeper also knew that this divination master knew the old master of the family. He was surprised, but did not dare to delay, and hurriedly took Ji Ping'an outside the other courtyard.
Then he retreated sensibly.
Ji Ping'an pushed open the courtyard door and arrived at Tingchao Pavilion by familiar roads. He saw lanterns hanging on the antique pavilion and the lantern shadows reflected in the pond.
"Crash..."
The water in the pool suddenly swelled and parted in the middle. With his beard and hair tied back, an old warrior with an old face broke out of the water, jumped onto the shore, and said in surprise:
"Why are you here, sir?"
Ji Ping'an didn't talk nonsense. He flicked his finger, threw out a porcelain bottle, and said:
"I said last time that it would take a month to help you suppress your madness. I will leave Yuhang for a few days, it won't be long. But to avoid delay, I will give you the elixir first."
Pei Wuju was stunned for a moment and grabbed the porcelain bottle with his big hand. He was quite surprised, but he didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he said:
"Thank you sir. There is something that Pei doesn't understand. I wonder if I should ask?"
"explain."
"Pei sensed changes in the city last night, and today we found out what a big event happened. I wonder if sir knows what happened. Also, I faintly sensed the aura of Xishan Qinian last night." The old martial artist considered.
Pei Wuju and Qi Nian were old acquaintances in Yuhang. To be precise, the old martial artist often went to Xishan to fight with Qi Nian and learn about martial arts.
At that time, he was the only one sitting on the top of the well in the city, so he was aware of it.
Ji Ping'an glanced at him and said:
"I was the one who asked him to come out."
This short sentence fell into the ears of the old martial artist, but it made him unable to contain the emotions of panic and shock.
It suddenly became clear:
In the storm last night, the man behind the scenes who saved Yuhang City was the young man in front of him.
Although he knew that Ji Ping'an was the person selected by the National Preceptor, he had previously respected Ji Pingan more as the "National Preceptor" represented by Ji Ping'an rather than him himself.
Nowadays, the view is very different. The Jiangnan giant looked with regret and said sincerely:
"Sir's methods are indeed extraordinary. Mr. Pei admires him."
Ji Ping'an smiled lightly and said:
"No need. I said last time that I would help you deal with the shackles of martial arts. Let's start now. If you have any questions about practice, please ask as soon as possible."
If before, Pei Wuju would have been filled with disdain when he heard a young man who had broken through the ninth realm brazenly asking for advice, but now he did not dare to look down upon him.
After a slight hesitation, he described the problem he encountered.
Ji Pingan said:
"You made a mistake. This meridian shouldn't run like this. Let me draw a picture for you."
“The idea here is right, but it’s a roundabout way to change it like this.”
"Your problem is very common in the well-sitting realm. Other systems will be easier to solve, but the martial arts path is difficult, but I have a way. Just listen..."
Under the Tingchao Pavilion, an incredible scene suddenly appeared.
The world-famous Pei Wuju, a former martial arts maniac, and a veteran strongman who had been stuck at the top of the well for many years, actually bowed down and kept humbly asking for advice.
But an unknown young man gave the answer casually as if he didn't need to think.
The old man does not have the majesty and arrogance he should have, and the young man does not have the humility and low-keyness he should have.
But the two people present didn't think there was any problem. The more Pei Wuju listened, the more shocked he looked at Ji Pingan.
He has been practicing martial arts for many years. When he was young, he defeated all the masters from all walks of life. He has good talent and understanding. If he had not been trapped in the low level of heaven and earth spiritual energy and suffered from madness and stubborn illness, he would have had the opportunity to challenge the existence of Guantian Wufu.
Such people have full arrogance in their hearts.
I also felt that, at least in the realm of sitting in the well, he had reached the end of martial arts.
But until this moment, I was shocked to find that I seemed to have returned to the time in the past when I briefly followed the imperial master and listened to his advice.
Ji Ping'an's casual words solved the problems that had troubled him for many years.
He thought he had polished the martial arts skills to perfection, but in Ji Ping'an's eyes, there were many flaws. With a few casual instructions, the originally "perfect" martial arts skills were elevated to several levels.
fear!
The only word to describe it is horror.
Pei Wuju was still a little tentative and proud at first, thinking that even though he was the successor of the Imperial Master, he would not be too far behind him in terms of knowledge.
But soon, he realized that he was wrong.
Ji Ping'an's guidance was completely from a high position and could be called a dimensionality reduction attack, making him feel like he was enlightened.
Some inherent understandings of martial arts were directly overthrown, as if seeing a brand new world.
This is not a difference in strength, but a crushing on the level of understanding of martial arts.
Pei Wuju's scalp was numb, his body lowered involuntarily, and his tone became more awed, like a student eager for knowledge.
If this scene were seen by outsiders, it would cause an uproar in the world.
But just when Pei Wuju was mesmerized by what he heard and faintly noticed that his realm was loosening, Ji Ping'an stopped.
He looked him over and said calmly:
"What I said today is enough for you now. No matter how much you say, it will be unsatisfactory. Take advantage of my time away to digest this and continue when I come back."
Pei Wuju's face was full of regret, he only hated that his level was too low, and he asked urgently:
"How long will it take for sir to come back?"
Ji Ping'an thought for a while, just attending a Jianghu meeting, and said:
"Around January."
Pei Wuju nodded, suppressed his joy and asked:
"I don't think Mr. Guan is majoring in martial arts. With your knowledge..."
Ji Ping'an smiled casually: "Professor from the national master."
Sure enough... Pei Wuju was not surprised and couldn't help but yearn for it:
"I just regret that I was not so lucky and could not become a disciple of the Imperial Master as soon as possible. Regret! Regret! Regret!"
It's not too late... Ji Pingan smiled and said another exciting sentence:
"Qi Nian is not far away from breaking through. I do hope that in the near future, Yuhang will have two more Guantians at the same time."
Well...then I will have more people available to me...
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving the old martial artist stunned in place. Then his fighting spirit ignited and he took the initiative to roll up.
…
Leave the other courtyard.
As expected, Ji Ping'an saw three people waiting in front of him, namely Pei's mother and daughter, and Pei Qian, the "newcomer in the world."
Li Xiangjun, who was wearing a purple dress and a golden walking stick, with a gentle and graceful temperament, saw him walking out. His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly held his daughter with one hand and his son with the other to greet him. A smile appeared on his dignified and beautiful face:
"Sir, if you are coming, why didn't you tell me earlier so that Mr. Xiang can arrange the reception?"
Madam, why are you so enthusiastic... Ji Pingan smiled and said:
"I have something to discuss with my old master."
Li Xiangjun said "Oh", his beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter, and he suddenly said:
"What a coincidence, I have something to talk to sir about."
"explain."
"It's like this. I was wondering if there is still a shortage of people in Yijingzhai. Can my daughter and son be sent to your shop to study with Mr. for a while."
Ji Ping'an was startled for a moment, thinking, could it be that you were watching the scene of teaching your father just now?
"Madam, this...isn't appropriate."
Li Xiangjun said enthusiastically:
"It's very suitable, very suitable. Qiu Wei is the right age. He is also well-read in poetry and books. It is more than enough for Mr. Qiu to serve as an accountant..."
Next to him, Pei Qiuwei was dragged over by her mother, her toes pressed to the ground in embarrassment, her quiet and gentle face turned red:
"Mom, why are you..."
Pei Cainv suddenly had a strange feeling that she was in a brothel, being pulled by the madam's mother to pick up the guests...
Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment and said tactfully:
"There is no shortage of accounting clerks in my shop."
Li Xiangjun saw this, blinked, pulled Pei Qian over again, and said:
"Then it's suitable for my stupid son."
Ji Pingan said curiously:
"Master Pei, shouldn't he be in charge of the overall situation in the clan at this time? It's very dangerous to follow me."
Li Xiangjun suddenly sighed and said with a wry smile:
"This child is useless. He traveled around the world before and made little progress. If he stays at home, he will be ruined sooner or later. How can a man who lacks tempering inherit the Pei family business? Wasn't his brother also in danger in the world?"
At this moment, Ji Pingan suddenly understood how difficult it was for this woman.
The best eldest son died. Although the husband came back alive, his cultivation was seriously damaged. The father didn't know how long he could last. The younger son was still ineffective... How easy was it for a woman to support such a large family?
If possible, how could the dignified Mrs. Pei flatter a "Si Chen" like this?
Ji Ping'an sighed softly, glanced at the necklace on her snow-white neck, and said, "I am going out of the city in the next few days to participate in the Qixia Town Martial Arts Association. If Mr. Pei wants to follow me, then please do so."
Li Xiangjun was overjoyed and nodded in agreement.
At this time, Pei Qian, who was confused the whole time and was dragged over by his mother, finally understood that he seemed to have been sold, and couldn't help but get angry: "Mom, what do you mean? I admit that I am not capable of inheriting the burden of my eldest brother, but I still want to Experience, there is also iron sand, how can you get it..."
Ji Ping'an glanced at him with a half-smile, then suddenly raised his hand to brush his face, returning to his original appearance: "How come it's your turn?"
Ga - Pei Qian's round and festive face, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide as he kept saying: "Ji...Ji..."
He excitedly looked at his mother and sister, wanting to introduce them. Then he saw the calm faces of mother and daughter, and suddenly realized that he was the only one who was kept in the dark.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and couldn't help but said to Li Xiangjun: "This number is useless after practice. Let's change it."
The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment and didn't understand. After Ji Ping'an left and Pei Qian went back to pack her bags excitedly, she looked at her always smart daughter: "What does changing the number... mean?"
Pei Qiuwei was indeed a talented woman. She was very smart and could guess the general meaning out of thin air. She leaned into her mother's ear and explained it softly.
Li Xiangjun's face turned red from embarrassment, and he felt that it made sense. However, thinking of her husband's current skinny state, he sighed softly: "Practice trumpet, how easy is it?"
…
After leaving Pei's family, Ji Ping'an saw that it was still early, so he used Earth Escape all the way out of the city and arrived at a hill not far outside the city.
He sat cross-legged and meditated, looking up at the stars above his head. After being lost in thought for a while, he took out his kit from his arms and poured out the star fragments with a bang.
There is a rule for the star official path:
The predicted fate is difficult to avoid, but you can prepare for it.
In other words, Jian Zheng predicted that he would encounter a crisis, so even if he chose to hide in the city, the crisis was likely to come.
In fact, it was precisely because he couldn't hide that he ran into a crisis.
It's possible.
This is the wonder of fate, but correspondingly, he can prepare in advance to mitigate the consequences of the crisis.
Just like the time he was assassinated at the Deer Ming Banquet in the Divine Capital.
"After upgrading to three yuan, the effect of practicing with this thing should be better." Ji Ping'an thought.
Last time, he discovered that using fragments as a medium, the efficiency of swallowing spiritual elements was greatly increased.
Of course, there is a limit to this. The spiritual essence swallowed into the body needs time to be digested and completely transformed into the power in the sea of qi. This step is difficult to omit.
Otherwise, he could completely hide, practice crazily to reach the Divine Residence, and then leave the mountain.
"In addition, the mysterious power that Dao Zun gave me is also hidden in this fragment. It seems that I have to wait until I establish a closer connection with this fragment before I can use it... Ha, it kind of means that the magic weapon recognizes its owner. ”
Ji Ping'an laughed at himself and stopped thinking about it. He held the star fragments in his hands, closed his eyes, breathed in and practiced.
It is like the scene of Taoist Master holding the "Book of Heaven" two thousand years ago.
breathe……
The star fragments in his hand shone with blue light, and the stars in the sky gathered towards him.
In a daze, it seemed as if a heavenly road made of stars rose above Ji Ping'an's head, leading straight into the depths of the deep ancient sky.
…
In the city, there is a red street.
In a shop invisible to mortals, Jiang Xiaotang, wearing a dark green cheongsam and a hairstyle rarely seen in this era, was sitting in a rocking chair, a cigarette bag in his hand shaking gently.
On the table, the letter sent by his brother was spread out.
Amid the smoke, Jiang Xiaotang sighed and said:
"Qixia Town Martial Arts Association, I've been here for the past few days and will be back soon. You guys should take a good look at the shop. I've lost something. I'm here to get it for you!"
The two men of society standing with their heads bowed at the door responded.
"Okay, go away, we're closed today."
Jiang Xiaotang drove the two men away irritably, then stood up, picked up a baggage, put the volume of "Shattering Skills" compiled by Ji Ping'an in it, got up and left the Black Gold Pawn Shop, locking the door.
After a while, a figure wearing a bamboo hat and a thin sword hanging from his waist came back from the corner of the street and stood in front of the pawn shop with a "Closed" sign.
The brim of the hat is raised, revealing a beautiful girl's face, a pair of eyebrows, and short ear-length hair, which makes her look particularly heroic.
"...closed again."
Wei Huayang looked at the plaque speechlessly, resisting the urge to open the door.
If it weren't for the recent turmoil in the city, with the imperial court, Taoist sect, beast control sect, academy and other forces gathering together, and being extremely sensitive to disturbances, she wouldn't be used to this shop.
"That's all, the harmonious society saved you." Wei Huayang muttered softly, reciting a "hometown dialect" once spoken by Master Liyang.
He turned around and walked towards the inn. As he approached, he suddenly heard people talking about the "Heroes Order" on the roadside.
Wei Huayang stood abruptly, his small and delicate ears under his bamboo hat twitching, like a rabbit listening to distant sounds in the grass.
"Qixia Town...Martial Arts Alliance..."
"The Four Holy Religions..."
Wei Huayang chewed what he heard and his eyes lit up:
"It seems like a good place to go."
She couldn't help but think, and... the name Qixia Town was also somewhat familiar to her.
Thousands of years have passed, the world has changed a lot, and Qixia Town is one of them.
I remember that I had been there when I was still fighting with Li Yang.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the first generation headmaster who single-handedly created the Tao Sect were a little blurred, as if he was immersed in the memories of the past.
At this moment, she keenly turned her head to look towards the outskirts of the city and noticed that the spiritual element in the starlight over there was being swallowed up.
"With such a strong devouring ability, could it be that he is a strong member of the demon clan?"
Wei Huayang's eyes flashed, but immediately, the fluctuation disappeared again, as if it had never existed.
Yin Yang Academy, Star Observation Deck.
There is no wind tonight. Qin Tianjian, who has white hair and white beard and is wearing a strange robe, is meditating with his eyes closed. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked somewhere on the outskirts of the city. He was slightly startled, and his face became a little strange:
"This kid is indeed hiding something from the old man."
With a slight sigh, Jian Zheng reluctantly flicked his sleeves to cover the corner of the starry sky so as not to be noticed by the experts in the city, and muttered:
"You're so careless... You can't be sure that I will wipe your ass."
…
In the suburbs, on a remote hilltop.
Ji Ping'an sat cross-legged alone, bathing in the invisible starlight.
I don't know how long it took, but his Qi sea suddenly roared, the fifth golden starlight condensed, and the spiritual essence around Ji Ping'an's body surged like a tide.
He has advanced to the fifth realm.
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