The cool breeze howled and the gray clouds billowed.
A thin rain cloud was frozen on the horizon in the distance, blocking the blazing midsummer sun, and the shadows on the earth also spread.
On an official road, three horses were walking side by side, neither fast nor too slow.
One of the horses was carrying luggage, and Ji Ping'an was sitting in the center. He was still dressed in a green shirt, with his black hair tied behind his head, and a sword hanging by his leg, which bounced as the horse stepped.
But Ren had his eyes closed, as if he was falling asleep.
"Hey," the little white colt next to him changed into a smart sarong. Yu Yu, who was carrying a long sword behind him, puffed his cheeks unhappily. His eyes twinkled like stars on his delicate pink face. explain:
"It's so boring, just talk to me."
After leaving Yuhang for a few days, the group chose the overland route considering the geographical location of Qixia Town.
The Saint was very happy at first. In her opinion, although Yuhang City was good, it was not a world after all.
This time I rushed to the Wulin Alliance, which was like a monk traveling around the world with a sword.
However, the girl's romantic fantasy was soon severely beaten. She slept in the open and had nothing to do along the way, and there were no good scenery along the way.
Most of them are in barren mountains and wild ridges. Fortunately, I have some cultivation skills. Otherwise, if she were an ordinary young lady, she would be extremely haggard.
Ji Ping'an opened his eyes from practicing breathing, sat on the horse with his hands behind his hands, and glanced at her:
"According to the distance, Qixia Town is ahead."
"I know," Yu Yu proudly raised his white chin, took out a small notebook, and said seriously:
"I've done a lot of homework."
Ji Ping'an smiled and asked, "For example?"
Yu Yu flipped through the small book with his fingers and said:
"For example, the current situation of the martial arts in the Central Plains, the main forces that may go there, etc... Hey, don't tell me, this saint has been practicing in the capital of the gods before and doesn't pay much attention to the martial arts. I didn't expect these few days. The year has also been turbulent and there have been many changes.”
She had a serious expression and looked like an expert, and she said:
"For example, the dispute between the 'old and new' factions in martial arts has been the mainstream in the martial arts world in the past ten years."
"The battle between old and new?" Ji Ping'an asked cooperatively.
"Yeah," Yu Yu said with crooked eyes:
"That is to say, in the past years, there were three main types of people in the martial arts world. One was ordinary warriors who had no practice, or who had a little bit of spiritual energy into their bodies and barely became the so-called acquired warriors. This kind of people purely relied on tempering their bodies and People with martial arts skills are already considered 'knights' among mortals."
After a pause, she continued:
"Further up, there is the field of practice. There are two main types, 'Martial Arts' and 'Qi Men'. The former is the orthodox martial arts path. It can transport spiritual elements and transform Qi. It can be said to be innate. For example, in the army of the Great Zhou Dynasty, some soldiers All Yaosi are like this. As for Qimen, they are like the Gua Master you pretend to be..."
"However, in the past ten years, the martial arts in the world have also been developing and changing. A kind of 'new martial arts' has emerged, which is created by modifying and blessing the martial arts path with various techniques in the Qi Sect. A new kind of martial artist.
Those who insist on the pure path of martial arts are the old school of martial arts. In the beginning, the old school was strong and the new one was weak. However, with the constant fighting and conflict between each other, the new school has gained the upper hand in the current situation in the martial arts in the Central Plains..."
Ji Ping'an was slightly surprised. He didn't expect this drama queen to be quite serious about collecting information.
At least it was roughly the same as the information he obtained through Song Xuezheng before he came out.
"Times are always evolving, so it's no surprise."
Ji Ping'an commented that he has experienced times of rapid change, so he is not surprised by this change.
Yu Yu happily fiddled with his "little intelligence book" and said:
"I heard that the victory of the old and new sects was originally planned to be competed at this year's martial arts conference. However, the emergence of the Four Holy Cults prompted this alliance to take place, which may trigger the conflict between the old and new martial arts in advance, and there will be a good show. "
Ji Pingan glanced at the girl and reminded:
"The purpose of our trip is not to watch the excitement."
"I know, it's so annoying," Yu Yu said with an angry look and aggrieved Bala:
"How many times have you told me along the way that we need to look for traces of the Four Holy Sects and find people who have been reborn... However, we are about to arrive at the place. How should we do it?"
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"We can be more high-profile this time."
When participating in the alliance this time, the two of them revealed their identities as monks from the Jianghu Qimen who accompanied the third son of the Pei family.
However, although the Pei family is famous, it is not a pure martial arts sect after all. Moreover, the person who comes here is not the head of the Pei family, but just a young master. Therefore, it may be difficult to sit on the card table of the alliance with the identity of "Pei Qian".
Ji Ping'an thought about it and prepared to show off his abilities appropriately:
Jian Zheng predicted that he would be in danger. There was no way to avoid this, so there was no point in being too low-key.
On the contrary, in fact, the higher the profile, the more attention it attracts from all parties, and the safer it is, which will make some enemies more fearful.
At the same time, if you want to obtain key information about the Four Holy Religions, being a "Qi Men Sanren" is far from enough.
"There are two types of people participating in the alliance. One type is from various sects. These are those who are qualified to go to the card table and discuss policies with the leaders of the martial arts alliance. The other type is individuals and small sects with no background. These people just follow Wave the flag and shout, then wait for the negotiated policy to be announced, then follow the charge and drink soup to reap the benefits..."
Ji Ping'an holds a riding whip:
"So, we have to get to the card table first."
That's not easy, as long as we two take off our vests... Yu Yu complained in his heart.
But she also knew that the martial arts world and the sect were two different worlds.
Although they are not distinct from each other, they are similar. If they reveal their sect identity rashly, it will cause fear and conflict in the entire world.
"Speaking of which, your little follower won't be lost, right? Why don't you wait first?"
Yu Yu turned his head and looked behind him.
Ji Ping'an reined in his horse and stopped in place. After waiting for a long time, a pitiful figure appeared on the official road behind him.
Pei Qian, dressed in fine clothes, carried a big stone and ran along the dirt road panting, sweating profusely, and a grimace on his festive and round face.
Finally he ran over, threw the stone away, threw himself in front of the luggage, took out the water bag and drank a ton, then wiped his mouth and said bitterly:
"Ji Sichen, saint, if you want to improve your martial arts realm, do you really have to do this?"
What he originally wanted was to follow Ji Ping'an through the world and show off his strength.
As a result, the dignified third son of the Pei family was left running behind all day long, euphemistically saying:
zipper.
Ji Ping'an looked serious:
"Pei has the best martial arts skills and is taught by famous teachers. Your skills are already sufficient, but you are too pampered and need to sharpen your character."
Yu Yu blinked his eyes: "Ah, yes, yes."
Pei Qian looked at a loss, only knowing that the two geniuses would not deceive him, he couldn't help but nodded vigorously, with a firm expression:
"I see."
As he was about to continue moving the rocks, Ji Pingan waved his hand and said:
"It's not enough to go too far. It's going to get dark and rain soon. Let's stay at the temple ahead tonight. We'll arrive in Qixia Town tomorrow."
As he pointed his horsewhip, the two of them discovered that there was a ruined temple standing in front of the horizon.
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The ruined temple is right on the roadside. As I got closer, I found that it was a Buddhist temple with a large area. I think it had its glory back then.
The temple door is rotten and half-open, as if it will fall down if pushed.
When the three of them arrived, rain had already begun to fall in the air.
As if hearing the sound of horse hooves, inside the ruined temple gate, a young man wearing a short shirt walked straight out and cupped his fists towards the three of them:
"I dare to ask you three, are you here for the Wulin Alliance?"
Ji Ping'an reined in his horse and did not speak first. Instead, he turned his attention to Pei Qian who was sitting on the horse.
The latter was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was the nominal "master" of the team. He quickly puffed up his chest and nodded reservedly:
"yes."
The young man in the short shirt smiled and said:
"I am Lu Qing, the great disciple of Longhu Mountain. I am going to Qixia Town with my master and plan to stay here for the night. Now there are many knights and knights gathered in the temple."
Longhu Mountain?
Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu raised their eyebrows at the same time, having heard about this martial arts sect in Lanzhou.
Knowing that it has a long history, our ancestors also produced extremely powerful warriors, who were the "Dragon and Tiger Celestial Masters" who founded the sect.
His inherited boxing technique is fierce and domineering, and he emphasizes the principle of "hitting away with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches".
At its peak, there were thousands of disciples.
According to the information, the current leader of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect is named Chen Qingsheng, and he is also a "grandmaster" figure in the martial arts world.
——Of course, the title of grandmaster here is more of an honorific. In the martial arts world, any martial artist who has entered the realm of sitting in a well can be called a grandmaster.
However, as he grew older and rarely took action in recent years, Longhu Mountain's momentum continued to decline.
But after all, it is a sect. Even if it declines, it is still a famous sect in the Lanzhou arena compared with its peak period.
In addition, what Ji Ping'an paid special attention to was that, if he remembered correctly, he seemed to owe a favor to Master Longhushan many years ago.
Not honored.
But he didn't expect that he would meet the younger disciples of Master Longhu.
"Lu Qing? The one on the Midas List?"
Pei Qian's eyes lit up when he heard this.
The third young master is particularly obsessed with the list, and his DNA is directly moved.
Lu Qing smiled faintly:
"It's a false reputation, nothing worth mentioning. Dare you ask me about your origins?"
Pei Qian originally wanted to show off his ranking on the Qingyun Ranking, but seeing that his opponent was stronger, he had to settle for the next best thing:
"I am from the Yuhang Pei clan, and these are my two companions."
Lu Qing said politely:
"You are from the Pei family. Please come to the temple to rest. My master will give you a martial arts lecture later. If you don't mind, you can listen."
There were many members of the Pei clan, so the other party was not too surprised.
As for Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu, although he felt that they were quite popular, he heard that they were just companions of the Pei clan and guessed that they were guards or something like that, so he didn't think much about it.
Grandmaster Chen teaches martial arts?
Pei Qian was greatly surprised and couldn't hide his excitement. He didn't expect to be so lucky that he could get such a bargain.
You must know that the martial arts master's lecture is a rare opportunity, just like the Taoist master's lecture.
Ji Ping'an was a little surprised, feeling that there was no such thing as pie in the sky. After briefly recalling the "intelligence" provided by Song Qinglian, there was news about the dispute between "old and new", and he had a vague guess.
The three people dismounted and tied the horses at the door. Then they followed the young man in a short shirt and walked inside. Their vision first dimmed, and then the fire lit up. Sure enough, they found dozens of people scattered in the main hall of the ruined temple.
They are scattered, there are small sects, there are also lone rangers, most of them are dressed in standard martial arts costumes.
At this moment, people were chatting, eating, or meditating around a bonfire in the hall. When they saw someone coming in, they couldn't help but cast curious and wary glances.
"So many people..." Pei Qian was startled and immediately frightened.
Ji Ping'an was not surprised:
The Wulin Alliance sent out invitations, and martial artists from all over the Central Plains gathered here. The closer the day of the meeting was, the more people came. It was dark and rainy, so they naturally gathered to rest.
When Lu Qing introduced Pei Qian's identity, many people smiled.
Jianghu people, on the premise of no grudges, don't mind betraying Pei's face.
After Ji Ping'an's eyes swept across a group of warriors, he finally landed on the area directly north of the temple, under the collapsed Buddha statue.
Here, there are about a dozen people dressed similarly to Lu Qing gathered here, all of whom are obviously disciples of Longhu Mountain.
Among all the guards, an old man who was slightly stooped and thin, wearing a white training uniform, sat cross-legged and meditated, motionless, as if nothing external could shake his mind.
If nothing unexpected happens, it is the leader Chen Qingsheng.
"Let's sit down and rest." Ji Ping'an only glanced at him, then looked away and said calmly.
The three of them immediately found an open space to sit down and put down their bags to use as cushions.
Seeing that they had no intention of talking to everyone, the other warriors gradually looked away.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. After a while, the sound of horse hooves was heard again. Lu Qing stood up and went out to greet him.
Not long after, three figures came in again.
It was a combination of a man and a woman and an old servant.
The young hero is carrying a knife on his back, and there is a scar on his cheek. The girl is wearing a black and red burgundy dress and is a bit short. The old servant leading the horse has lost a front tooth. It is not eye-catching, but you can tell at a glance. It's an old world.
They are clearly descendants of Xiangjiabao, the Xiang family brothers and sisters and their old servant "Hong Bo".
The three of them went to Shendu, intending to take advantage of the great reward in Shendu to assassinate Wang Lun for revenge. However, Ji Ping'an killed their enemy and ordered Han Bachi to deliver his head.
This grudge was completely resolved, and the Xiang family brothers and sisters were avenged. They decided to come to Lanzhou to pursue martial arts and rebuild the Xiang Family Fort. After hearing about the alliance between Jianghu and Jianghu, they rushed over to participate.
Immediately after informing him of his origin, many warriors were surprised but did not care.
When Xiang Jiabao was still there, this was still a force. Now that there are only a few young people left, there is no value in talking about it.
Ji Pingan, on the other hand, looked at it strangely and thought:
The world is quite small...
"Brother, he is actually Grandmaster Chen of Longhu Mountain!"
The short girl Xiang Yiyi's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but grab her brother's clothes, unable to hide her excitement.
Xiang Xiaochuan also pursed his lips, his eyes blazing. He didn't expect to hear the master's martial arts lecture before he arrived at Qixia Town.
At this time, under the collapsed Buddha statue, the old man, who was thin and slightly rickety, wearing white practice clothes, breathed out gently. Suddenly, a gust of breeze swept through, even the rain curtain outside the temple was blown.
The martial arts people who were talking in low voices simultaneously silenced their voices and looked at the old master with respect.
Chen Qingsheng opened his eyes, and there seemed to be lightning flashing through the dim temple, and then disappeared again.
As if everything was just an illusion.
The old man in front of him didn't have the slightest bit of energy anymore, he just looked at everyone with a smile:
"As I get older, I never get enough sleep. There are so many people here in the blink of an eye. I've kept you waiting for a long time."
Everyone admired him more and more, and the words "return to nature and return to true nature" came into their minds.
A martial artist stood up and handed over his hands:
"We are lucky enough to meet Grandmaster Chen today. It is a rare opportunity. We should have waited, should have waited."
"indeed."
"Master Chen is really approachable and has the bearing of a master."
"I'm looking forward to it."
For a moment, a group of martial arts warriors in the ruined temple rushed to compliment each other. Some of them were just for fun, but some of them were like the Xiang family brothers and sisters, who had heard the legend of the dragon and tiger martial arts masters since they were young.
Chen Qingsheng’s deeds are well known to everyone. You know, there are many strong people in the martial arts world, but not many can truly make people call themselves "grandmasters" from the bottom of their hearts. Chen Qingsheng is one of them.
Ji Ping'an was sitting in the corner with a calm expression. He turned to look at the saint, but saw Yu Yu's mouth raised, as if he was "looking down".
Although she is far inferior to Chen Qingsheng in terms of cultivation level, the saint has her own pride:
This is the level of martial arts warriors like this who have been fighting to the death all their lives.
Now that the shackles of heaven and earth have been broken, Yu Yu has the confidence to step into the Observation of the Sky, and even the Divine Tibetan Realm, with the hope of touching it.
"Thank you for your support."
Chen Qingsheng raised his hand and pressed it softly, and the temple suddenly became quiet.
The old martial artist smiled and said with emotion in his eyes:
"I don't want Chen to still be so popular in the world. There is no need to mention the old things of the past. My era has long passed. Now that the world has revived, heroes from all sides have risen together, and the brilliant era is about to come. This huge era is about to come. The future of Jianghu lies with young people like you.”
Hearing this, a group of young people, including Pei Qian, subconsciously puffed up their chests and beamed with joy.
Although he knew he was being polite, as a junior, he was praised in person by an old martial arts master. How could he not be excited?
Chen Qingsheng raised his hand, starting from the right side, and pointed at a young man:
"Which sect do you belong to?"
The honest young man who was pointed out was excited and said incoherently:
"Grandmaster, I...I am from Tieniushan. I studied under 'Tiefutu' and have been studying martial arts for more than ten years. Now I am able to cultivate my energy."
Chen Qingsheng nodded and said with emotion:
"Iron Buddha... Your master and I also drank together in the past. Those iron fists are really extraordinary... I see that you are full of energy and have a promising future."
The honest young man was very excited and hurriedly thanked him.
The old man ordered the second person, who was a thick and dark middle-aged man. He clasped his fists and said:
"This junior learned from the Ghost Sword Sect. I am ashamed to learn martial arts as a young man. His best record is only worthy of being included in the Midas List."
Chen Qingsheng praised:
"When young people learn martial arts, they miss the best period, but they can still achieve such achievements. The future generations are terrible. As long as you take a step further, you will be able to replenish your bones when you reach Pojiu."
The middle-aged man thanked him with a smile on his face.
Next, Chen Qingsheng went over one by one. Everyone reported their family background and strength, and the old martial artist Longhu, without exception, gave them a few words of encouragement and praise.
Invisibly, a group of people in the world are comparing themselves to each other.
It seems that this is not a ruined temple, but a classroom.
The old man is not a martial artist, but a teacher who announces the results by roll call.
And a group of Jianghu people below became students.
Those with good grades show expectations and are eager to try, hoping to be recognized soon, and then tell their achievements in public.
Those with poor grades bury their heads in shame and even shrink back, not wanting to be picked out and embarrassed in public.
All living beings are diverse.
Ji Ping'an looked at this scene with interest and saw Pei Qian's face turning red and white, lowering his head little by little.
As the results of a famous martial artist were reported, the third young master suddenly realized that the "Qingyun Ranking" he had always talked about seemed to be nothing.
There are people outside the sky, and there is heaven outside the people.
The roll call is still going on, and most of those who dare to come to join the alliance are masters of one party themselves.
Therefore, there are not many purely ordinary warriors in the temple, but most of them are limited to the Qi-nurturing realm. Occasionally, there are Pojiu, and they are relatively older.
Therefore, when Xiang Xiaochuan reported his "breaking one" realm, the old master's eyes lit up, he looked deeply at the latter, and praised:
"At such an age, you can step into the Pojiu Realm, and Xiangjiabao will have a successor."
Xiang Xiaochuan pursed his lips and clenched his fists very hard, showing his inner uneasiness.
However, he was not proud, because he knew very well that the reason why he was able to break through one so quickly was because of the cultivation resources given by a mysterious "benefactor".
After Xiang Xiaochuan, a few more people were ordered one after another, but their performance was mediocre.
Until a young swordsman wearing a turban smiled lightly and said, cupping his hands:
"Junior Du Liang, studied under the Qingcheng Sword Sect."
Someone beside him exclaimed: "Du Liang, the top twenty 'Qing Hong Sword' on the gold medal list? A swordsman genius who has broken the fourth level at the age of twenty-five?"
For a moment, a large group of warriors looked over in surprise, obviously they had all heard of this man's name.
Even the great disciple of Longhu Mountain, Lu Qing, looked serious - the other party had not reported his name and origin before.
"It turns out that you are Du Liang. Since your debut, you have repeatedly achieved extraordinary results. Du Liang is ranked in the top three on the Tianji Pavilion gold list."
Lu Qing, who was wearing a short shirt, held up his hands with sharp eyes:
"I've admired you for a long time."
Duliang also smiled, cupped his fists and raised his hands:
"I have heard about Brother Lu's name a long time ago. I just regret that I didn't have the opportunity to discuss it. It seems that this alliance may be able to fulfill my wish."
Lu Qing didn't answer, just smiled.
Chen Qingsheng's eyes were also bright and he praised:
"I have heard of your reputation in the mountains. You are truly a hero from a young age. I am not as good as you."
At this time, a large group of Jianghu people nearby also started talking.
Unexpectedly, in this small ruined temple, apart from the Longhushan group, there was also a martial arts genius hidden in the dark.
For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted by it, and even Grandmaster Chen's limelight was dimly obscured.
Not surprising.
As Chen Qingsheng said, he is already old, and young talents like Du Liang will almost certainly surpass him in future achievements.
"Hey, what's so great about a broken warrior?"
In the corner, Yu Yu looked disdainfully and muttered, feeling very uncomfortable.
As a saint, she was the center of attention in the city of God, and was used to being the center of attention. Now she was hiding in this low-end circle incognito, and felt unhappy when she was robbed of the limelight by a charlatan.
It's just that although her voice was very low, everyone present was a smart person. Immediately, many people looked over and couldn't help laughing when they saw a young girl.
Someone said:
"Young people don't know how high the sky is, and there aren't many warriors who can break the four ranks, let alone one at this age."
Although the rest of the people didn't say anything, they obviously had similar thoughts, which was not surprising. Warriors... were all unruly, especially the younger ones.
Yu Yu was immediately annoyed. He glanced at Ji Ping'an and saw that the latter didn't care. Remembering what he said about being high-profile and being in the limelight, he raised his white chin and put his hands on his hips:
"I'm also in the fourth grade, and I'm younger than him."
Upon hearing this, the expected admiration and surprise did not come, but instead elicited a burst of good-natured laughter.
Even Lu Qing and other Longhu Mountain disciples looked at each other, thinking that this friend of the Pei family's children was too...
Yu Yu was so angry that he wanted to show off, but it turned out that all her skills were in "Taoist magic". If she wanted to show her cultivation, the easiest way was to cast spells.
But that would be more troublesome.
Ji Ping'an shook his head when he saw this, and said calmly:
"My sister-in-law, Meng Lang, made everyone laugh."
Lu Qing shook his head, thinking that this girl was really joking, and he was about to speak to ease the atmosphere, so he could not embarrass the children of the Pei family.
Ji Pingan suddenly stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on a broken stone pillar beside him.
Silently, the hard stone pillar sunk like sand, leaving a clearly discernible palm mark in the gentle breeze.
At the same time he smiled and said:
"I've only broken through the five realms, but I'm just doing my own thing."
silence.
At this moment, those laughter stopped suddenly, as if being strangled by invisible hands.
Everyone stared blankly at the palm prints on the stone pillar, with even the lines clearly visible, speechless.
"Use all your strength to the smallest detail..." A martial artist murmured:
"Being able to tightly confine the spiritual essence to the skin without leaking out at all, and with subtle strength, is indeed a characteristic of breaking through the fifth realm..."
There was an uproar in the ruined temple.
Lu Qing's words to ease the atmosphere were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them out.
Suddenly he realized that he might have misjudged the identity of the man and woman, or in other words, the identity of the round-faced Pei son.
Duliang, who was wearing a turban on his head and a sword across his knees, shrank suddenly, and his eyes changed when he looked at Ji Pingan.
Especially since the other party seems to be younger than me. Could it be that he is one of the top ten people on the gold medal list?
Or is he a disciple of some hidden sect or family in the world? Not included in the list?
Brother and sister Xiang Xiaochuan and Xiang Yiyi also looked over in surprise. They didn't expect that there were so many powerful people hidden in this small temple.
Grandmaster Chen, who had a stooped figure and was wearing a white training uniform, had a flash of surprise in his eyes. Even he had not noticed Ji Ping'an's specialness just now.
Moreover, with Chen Qingsheng's eyesight, he could immediately see that this young man was probably able to control his strength to such a terrifying level not long after breaking five, which was by no means an easy matter.
It is not something that can be accomplished by those disciples of large sects who major in magic and also practice martial arts. He is definitely a genius who has been polishing martial arts since childhood.
"There are talented people in every generation," Chen Qingsheng sighed, looking at Ji Ping'an with a look of admiration and regret:
"It's a pity that people like this have not entered our Dragon Tiger Mountain Gate."
These words were somewhat heartbreaking, but no one in the group of Longhu Mountain disciples questioned them.
The gap is too big.
At this time, many people realized it later and suddenly looked at the girl next to them who had an unhappy face, folding her arms and humming, and a surprising thought came to their mind:
If this young man is Po Wu, then is it possible that the girl he mentioned as Meng Lang is really Po Si Wufu?
Where did the monster pop out from? The information from Tianji Pavilion was too inadequate.
Pei Qian was also stunned for several seconds. He clearly remembered that Ji Ping'an had just entered the third level after the Grand Prize. How long had it been? Just break five?
"Is running with a stone really useful?" Pei Qian fell into thinking.
Just when everyone was surprised and admiring, Chen Qingsheng and Ji Ping'an suddenly raised their heads almost at the same time and looked outside the temple gate.
At this moment, it was already dark, and it was dark outside the temple gate. Only the big raindrops fell, hitting the ground and raising waves of smoke and dust.
It also covers up all sounds.
However, the next second, a figure walked out of the rain curtain.
It was a young girl, wearing a common sarong and a big bamboo hat on her head, covering most of her face. There was only a ribbon tied around her chin, outlining her delicate and smooth skin.
He looked down along the collar, and placed his right hand on the hilt of a thin sword at his waist. The red scabbard with light gold lines was soaked by the rain, and a stream of raindrops fell along the end of the scabbard.
It hit the ground, hit her boots, and exploded into several pieces.
"Is it convenient to stay overnight?"
The young heroine's voice was a little cold, and she seemed reluctant to talk to others.
When she raised her head, revealing her ear-length hair and a pair of heroic eyes under her hat, the cold and vicissitudes of life became even stronger.
Everyone in the temple was interrupted by the sudden guest. They were stunned for a moment. Lu Qingcai said with a habitual smile:
"You're going to Qixia Town too, so sit down and warm up by the fire."
"Thank you."
Wei Huayang cherished his words like gold, stepped into the main hall, and sat down cross-legged in the corner opposite Ji Ping'an.
This attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away made Lu Qing, who wanted to liven up the atmosphere, feel uncomfortable for a while. After thinking about it, he simply didn't bother him anymore.
After this episode, the previous attention to Ji Ping'an faded a bit.
Grandmaster Chen smiled faintly and continued to roll the names, commenting and appreciating each one.
The atmosphere in the ruined temple seemed to be back to before, but after all, something was different.
"Ji...Mr. Li, what are you looking at?"
Pei Qian moved his buttocks, approached Ji Ping'an, and asked curiously in a low voice.
Ji Ping'an withdrew his doubtful gaze from the opposite side and shook his head:
"nothing."
For some reason, just now, when he saw this young heroine walking out of the rain, he felt a touch of melancholy in his heart, but he had clearly never seen her before.
As a star official, Ji Pingan would not ignore this anomaly. He had a vague guess in his mind. He closed his eyes and secretly performed astrology to try to predict Wei Huayang on the opposite side.
According to his experience:
If the divination cannot be performed, or the divination is interfered with, the other party may be a reborn person.
However, what surprised him was that there was nothing "abnormal" about the other party in the astrological results.
"Am I too sensitive? I have been dealing with reborn people all these days, so that everyone looks like..."
Ji Ping'an laughed at himself and stopped thinking about it.
opposite.
Wei Huayang wore damp clothes, took off his bamboo hat and placed it at his feet. He took out the cake wrapped in a brown paper bag, mixed it with the water in the water bag, and nibbled it in small bites.
The pancake was a little hard, cold, and unpalatable, but she didn't care.
Suddenly, she noticed someone looking at him. She looked back and found a young man with a gentle temperament and a slight frown.
For some reason, although the other party's temperament and appearance were extremely unfamiliar, Wei Huayang's heart suddenly jumped for no reason.
The first generation headmaster of the Taoist sect was keenly aware of this strangeness. With the help of the cover of the bamboo hat, he used his fingers to make divinations and used the Taoist hexagrams to deduce. After a moment, he gave up in disappointment.
Smile at yourself:
"I think too much."
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Correct typos first and then correct them
(End of chapter)
