"trouble?"
On the observatory, Qin Tianjian was hearing these words, and his gray eyebrows wrinkled on his kind face.
Ji Pingan nodded with a serious expression:
"I suspect that Emperor Yuan Qing wants to kill me."
Jian Zheng's face changed slightly and he leaned forward:
"What happened? Tell me carefully."
Ji Ping'an had prepared his manuscript early and immediately narrated the story of his trip. Of course, some sensitive content was skipped using Spring and Autumn style.
Anyway, even if there is any unclear explanation, it can be attributed to "the inheritance given by the national master".
What he focused on was the assassination of Tiefutu led by Ding Huan.
After listening quietly, Jian Zheng asked:
"So, you suspect that Emperor Yuan Qing instructed the General of the Dadong Army to take action secretly? What's the purpose? It can't be because of the mistake of arresting you last time."
Ji Pingan's eyes were dull but determined, and he said:
"In the first half of the year, when I was in the capital of the gods, I also suffered several assassinations. Well, it involved a ghost in Qintian Prison. At that time, everyone thought it was the secret agent of the demon clan, but now I suspect that maybe There are indeed traces of the demon clan in it, but not all of them may be done by the demon clan.”
He told the story of his investigation into the truth about Xu Xiurong's injury, and the accidental discovery of a "traitor", which led to a series of contradictions.
After listening, the supervisor fell into deep thought, his eyes cold:
"So it seems that our current His Majesty the God-Emperor is restless."
Ji Ping'an didn't say anything. Everyone actually knew this kind of thing.
The so-called "powerful master" is not new. As the "patron saint" of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he has been in charge of the Four Hundred Spring and Autumn Period. His reputation has long surpassed that of the subsequent divine emperors.
Emperor Yuan Qing was dissatisfied, whether it was for the purpose of "revenge" or for the power of "suppression and balance".
In fact, if you think about it carefully, it all makes sense.
Whether it is provoking conflicts among the prison lords in Qintian Prison, or killing talented star officials, it cannot be said to be wrong from the perspective of the "Emperor".
But just because it makes sense, doesn't mean it's acceptable.
The old supervisor sneered, with a hint of anger in his tone:
"It seems that I have been wandering around for too long, and the God-Emperor lineage has extended its claws into my Qintian Prison..."
After a pause, he said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, this breath won't be in vain. I will help you seek justice from Yuan Qing."
Ji Ping'an shook his head gently and said:
"It's not necessary. There is no evidence for this kind of thing. Even if you accuse me, it's just to find a scapegoat. Besides, am I fine?"
Jian Zheng gave him a strange look, as if he was trying to distinguish whether his words were true or false, and sighed after a moment:
"Are you really not angry?"
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"There is nothing to be angry about. I have not suffered any loss. The reason why I mentioned this matter is just to prepare the supervisor to be careful that the other party will make a fuss about this matter in turn."
He was indeed not angry, or in other words, such a trivial matter was not worthy of Ji Ping'an's anger. Why did he complain everywhere because of the interception at Tiefutu?
Reveal your trump card and struggle with manpower?
Plan to deal with Yuan Qing?
To exhale a breath of bad breath?
If he was still "Li Yang", maybe he would do this, and even single-handedly pick up the sword and rush into the imperial city to take the head of the dog emperor.
But after all, he has already passed that "hot-blooded boy" stage.
Of course, this does not mean that the hatred should be forgotten, but there is no need to ruin the overall situation just to vent your anger. You can wait for the right time and teach you a lesson.
This is the mentality of the immortal.
Jian Zheng took a deep look at him and praised:
"With such a kind heart, I admire the Imperial Master's vision in selecting people even more."
After a pause, he said calmly:
"The current situation is indeed not suitable for falling out with Yuan Qing, but this matter will not be forgotten. I will give you an explanation."
What are you going to do?
Ji Ping'an glanced at the eldest disciple who was always known as a "good old man" and didn't bother to ask, so he switched to the second topic:
"Not to mention this, regarding the arrangements for Headmaster Huayang...she means to use me as a channel to contact Xin Yaoguang."
Jian Zheng nodded and said:
"I, Qin Tianjian, have good relations with the Taoist sect and are both the pillars of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so we should help."
At this point, there is no disagreement. At the current stage, the major sects are still in the alliance stage.
No one knows what will happen in the future. Qin Tian Jian itself has the worst foundation among the five major sects, so making friends is the right way to survive.
Besides, Xu Yuanyun has already been given away, so Wei Huayang is not missing...
Ji Pingan nodded: "Okay, I will try to contact you later."
Then, the two briefly exchanged a few words to settle the matter, as if officials from the city would come later to ask how to explain.
Because of the special nature of the magician's broken arm, he was temporarily handed over to Jian Zheng to suppress it himself.
Ji Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but still did not choose to talk about "Xing Zhi Zhenren".
On the one hand, it is unnecessary, and on the other hand, it also involves his second identity.
Ji Ping'an was confident that no one could see his situation through divination, but the more information he exposed, the easier it would be for logical analysis.
"By the way, I've been in Guantian for many years. I wonder how far away I am from Shenzang?" Before leaving, Ji Ping'an suddenly asked.
If the disciple asked, this would be considered rude, but Jian Zheng just smiled and pretended to be mysterious:
"If you want to have a glimpse of the hidden realm of the gods, the world is so close, so close is the end of the world."
Shit... I mean I'm already stuck at the top of Guantian, one step away, but I haven't made it over yet... Who did I learn it from? His words were vague... Ji Ping'an complained in his heart.
The reason for this question is that when Jianzheng opened the magic circle just now, Ji Pingan judged based on experience:
The accumulation of the great disciple is already powerful enough.
It coincides with the recovery of heaven and earth, which is a great benefit to this kind of veteran powerhouse who has been stuck in the bottleneck period for many years. If Jianzheng can step into the divine treasure, he will undoubtedly have one more powerful card to play.
…
…
After walking down from the observatory, Ji Ping'an used great perseverance and did not look for Huayang. Instead, he found a clean bedroom under the leadership of Xie Wensheng.
inside the house.
When the door was closed, Ji Ping'an took out a piece of talisman paper from his brocade bag and stuck it on the door to prevent the old prisoner from peeking in with his spiritual consciousness.
Throwing himself into the tub, feeling the hot water flowing through his bones, the fatigue accumulated over the past few days dissipated.
Ji Ping'an soaked comfortably for a while, his consciousness sank, and he could clearly feel the spiritual essence filling the air sea, as well as the six starlights floating in it.
His chest rose and fell suddenly, and white clouds came out of his mouth and nose.
Swallowing clouds and puffing out mist.
This is the characteristic of Po Liu. Within the big realm, every time you step into a small realm, your body will undergo transformation, although it is not as obvious as after breaking through the big realm.
However, the body's toughness, strength, recovery speed, and effectiveness of the spells have all been significantly improved.
"It's a pity that the enemies I encounter every time are several levels higher than today. If I hadn't practiced the Taiyin Path, the promotion would be more demanding and require a lot of time to swallow moonlight, so I wouldn't still be stuck at Pojiu."
Ji Ping'an shook his head, slightly regretful.
However, the advantage is that the huge bonus brought by the Taiyin Path allows him to kill the pagoda cavalry commander who is two or three smaller realms higher by breaking through the fifth realm, and curses to kill opponents such as Sanren.
Only this confrontation with the Great Protector seemed difficult.
"Speaking of which, how did the Four Saints do it? Not only could they win over and control a large number of reborn people in a short period of time, but they could also recruit all the real people in the current era under their command."
Ji Ping'an fell into deep thought and reviewed his trip to Qixia Town.
As the number of reborn people he came into contact with increased day by day, he also learned that many reborn people entered the Qi-nurturing realm on their own when they "returned".
Then, relying on the bonus of spiritual recovery, superb skills, and understanding of cultivation, we can quickly step into Pojiu.
This made him, an "old player" who was reborn earlier, a little embarrassed.
However, considering that he has just stepped into Qi cultivation this spring, and is in a period of lack of spiritual energy, as well as the difficulties in the early stages of the Taiyin path, it is not surprising.
"Practice is not about fighting alone. Although it is important to improve my own strength, it is also more important to win over allies."
This is the lesson he learned after living for a thousand years.
During this trip to Qixia Town, he not only broke through the sixth level in cultivation, but also found another clue to investigate the truth of the starry sky from the traces left by senior brother Xingzhi.
He even successfully gained support from the old martial arts faction headed by Chen Qingsheng.
At the same time, old friends such as Swordsman Huang Ying, Buyi Shenxiang, and most importantly Hua Yang were recovered.
There is also a golden Gu insect.
It can be said that the harvest has been fruitful, far exceeding expectations.
The only pity is that I have saved Sanhuang County. This matter cannot be announced with a big fanfare. It can only be spread in a small circle...
By the way...gu insects.
Ji Ping'an opened his eyes and buried most of his body in the tub. He grabbed his exposed arm from the air and saw a Taoist scripture flying out of his clothes.
He shook it gently, and a golden Gu insect fell down with a "snap", still maintaining the "sealed" state, waiting for him to open the talisman.
The goblin, whose appearance was somewhat like a beetle, carefully opened its large, closed eyes, as if looking around.
When he faced Ji Ping'an's handsome face, his eyes froze, his eyelids closed again with a snap, his head tilted, and his tongue lolled out.
"..." Ji Ping'an was speechless: Can he be more fake?
He threw away the Tao Sutra, condensed a needle-shaped sword energy with his fingers, pressed it against the Gu insect's abdomen, and said calmly:
"Fairies have spirits. Even if you can't understand human language, you can still understand what I mean. If you continue to pretend to be dead, you might as well be dead."
The six jointed legs of the golden Gu insect kicked at the same time, turned over on the spot, spread its wings, and floated above the bathtub.
He seemed to know that he couldn't run away, so he rolled his eyes and tried his best to put on a "flattery" smile, but because he had no "face", he was particularly ferocious.
"..." Ji Ping'an took a breath, suppressed the urge to press this ugly thing to death, and said calmly:
"You better show some value, otherwise I have no incentive to keep a bug."
The golden Gu worm trembled all over, as if he felt the killing intent in Ji Ping'an's eyes, and anxiously turned around twice.
Then he took a deep breath, and his soft, wasp-like belly suddenly expanded, like an inflated balloon.
Then it spun around in a circle, clenched its six jointed legs at the same time, and with an effortful expression, it squeezed out a translucent worm from its buttocks.
Zigu.
Ji Ping'an's eyes moved, and he picked up the new child Gu with two fingers. After thinking about it for a moment, he pushed it with his palm, the window opened, and the plants in the courtyard suddenly swayed.
Not long after, a gray mouse was tied up with a cane and handed into the room.
Ji Ping'an flicked his finger, and the transparent worm instantly penetrated into the struggling mouse.
The originally weak mouse stiffened instantly and fell limp. After a while, it came back to life, but it looked over quietly with a blank look in its eyes.
Immediately, he grabbed a cowardly batch of golden Gu worms in the palm of his hand.
The latter cautiously raised his head and glanced at him, then buried his head in his palm and bit open a small wound.
The two forelimbs reached in, and with all their strength, they "struck", and the four hind legs kicked hard, stuffing themselves into Ji Ping'an's body bit by bit, and along the arms to the bottom of the elbows, they curled up quietly.
With the connection of invisible spiritual power, Ji Pingan's mind moved, and he controlled the mouse to jump down, stand upright, and perform a set of Ba Duan Jin, plus a set of Vajra Kung Fu...
"Manipulation..." Ji Ping'an's eyes flickered and he understood the usage:
As long as the golden Gu worm is kept in the body and fed with the practitioner's blood containing spiritual essence, it can produce sub-gu, which can be used to control other lives.
“The assassination swordsman in Qixia Town must have been influenced by similar means.
However, the level of the Gu that controls it must be higher. The one in my hand is a new 'larva', and its ability in this area is far inferior, but occasionally it can be used to briefly control some enemies, which can be considered useful. "
Ji Ping'an nodded with satisfaction. As for the specific scope of his abilities, it remains to be explored in the future.
"Speaking of which, with this Gu, can I also disguise myself as a member of the Four Holy Cults?"
He had a sudden idea, but he had no concrete ideas yet.
After shaking his head and groping for a moment, Ji Ping'an pinched the air.
The gray mouse flew out of the window and committed suicide decisively. The open window closed on its own.
…
After counting the harvest, he raised his hand to grab the Dao Sutra and was about to contact Xin Yaoguang.
I accidentally discovered that a string of @ was appearing on the "Group Chat Page" on Taoist Scriptures.
[Yu Yu@Ji Pingan: Are you still alive? A squeak. 】
[@Jipingpingan: Speak, you are mute, this saint is calling you]
[@Jipingpingan: Come out, don’t pretend to be dead, I know you are peeking at the screen! 】
...What kind of trouble is this? Yes, at this time, the plague in Sanhuang County has probably eased, and the saint realized that it was me who arrived in Yuhang...
Only then did Ji Ping'an realize. No wonder he always felt he had forgotten something before, but it turned out he had forgotten this guy.
He was wording his words, preparing to answer.
As a result, a group of diving monsters were exploded in the group chat:
[Holy Son: If heaven does not give birth to this saint, eternity will be as long as night... Junior sister, what happened, are you in danger? Ha, that little star officer is indeed unreliable. Don’t be afraid. Although the distance is still far away, you only need to tell me the name of my Holy Son and the thief will bow down...]
[Yu Yu: Get out! 】
[Qin Leyou: Thank you for the invitation. I am in a brothel. I just got off the bed...what happened? 】
[Han Qingsong: I don’t know the libertine upstairs]
[Zhao Yuanyang: Ha]
[Zhao Yuanji: It’s so noisy! Can you please be quiet? You are disturbing my practice! 】
[Qu Chuchen: Everyone, please calm down. Holy lady, can you tell me what is going on in advance? We will do our best to help.]
[Zhong Tongjun: Exactly]
Ji Ping'an was soaking in the hot bath, silently peeking at the screen, watching these distinctive speeches, and suddenly he was not in a hurry to speak.
Speaking of which, this group is a stagnant pool most of the time, and no one says anything, but every time someone speaks, almost everyone is online... Oh, Xiaodao Chi is not here.
Also magical.
[Yu Yu: Oops, don’t send me messages, I’m talking about business. This saint just led the Zhou army to charge into battle and killed seven in and seven out of the corpses...】
When the saint was in the capital of the gods, although she always maintained her strong personality as a "saint of the state religion" in front of outsiders, she was actually crazy on her own. Once she communicated through group chat, her true inner character was revealed.
He immediately started bragging.
In the version she told, she and Ji Ping'an sneaked into the Wulin Alliance to solve the conspiracy of the Four Saints.
Then a plague of zombies broke out in Sanhuang County. She was ordered to travel thousands of miles alone, and went to the military mansion to ask for help. She looked like a prime heroine who could shoot forty episodes of a prime-time drama.
Finally, I remembered that someone was the group leader, so I added a little guiltily:
"Of course, Ji Ping'an also played an important role in the above. He took the source of the Gu insects back to Yuhang alone and tried to suppress them."
After reading Yu Yu’s narration, the group was silent at first, and then a series of messages broke out:
[Qu Chuchen: Such a big thing happened? My junior sister and I have left Molin, crossed the border of Qingzhou, and have just entered the northern part of Lanzhou. Don't you want the situation to be so bad? 】
[Zhong Tongjun: How could the Four Saints’ methods be so vicious? Feeding on the people of a county? Shivering and cold. 】
[Qin Leyou: Junior Brother Han and I also left Huaiyuan, but we are still far away from you, so we don’t know about it yet. Junior Sister Yu, may I ask what the casualties are now? What's the situation? Are you injured? 】
Well, Neptune still has emotional intelligence, but he needs to change his habit of flirting with girls.
[Han Qingsong: It’s hateful that I can’t join the battle immediately to eradicate the evil! 】
It is indeed the typical scholarly spirit of Huaiyuan... Ji Ping'an commented silently.
[Zhao Yuanji: Shocked! Why don’t my sister and I know? However, Hei Changshi did return to the sect in a hurry before, and then the master left. Could it be for this reason? 】
[Zhao Yuanyang: @吉平平]
[Holy Son: ...I have entered Lanzhou, sent my location, be there quickly! 】
Northeast corner of Lanzhou.
In a restaurant somewhere, a group of Taoist disciples were sitting around eating and drinking. They suddenly noticed that the Holy Son had put down his chopsticks, his hands were hanging under the table, his head was lowered, and his fingers were drawing wildly.
His ears were red with excitement and he was impatient.
Tsk...Through the words, you can feel the Holy Son's eagerness to rush into Sanhuang County immediately to save the people from the fire and water, so as to show the Holy Spirit in front of others... As expected of you.
Ji Ping'an changed his position so that he could enjoy the performance of his friends in his free time.
I watched a group of people in the group talking frantically. Some asked how the situation was, some came up with ideas on how to solve it, and some kept asking for coordinates and turned into humanoid repeaters.
The text on the Taoist scriptures scrolled crazily.
Yu Yu seemed to be taken aback by everyone's enthusiasm, and then he quickly typed:
[The current situation... is not too sure yet. Anyway, the iron corpse here suddenly stopped moving]
Seeing that the preparations were almost done, Ji Ping'an entered the text with restraint and said bubblingly:
[@All members, don’t worry, I have arrived in Yuhang and the plague of corpse poison has been resolved. 】
As soon as this message was sent out, the group chat that was originally restless and frantically scrolling suddenly became quiet.
…
After returning home, my work efficiency plummeted... although it was not very high before.
(End of chapter)
