Wha...what? Is the zombie plague over?
In the group, Ji Ping'an sent this line of text, which was scattered throughout the nine states. The geniuses of the major sects who were holding Taoist scriptures were stunned.
It was just now that Yu Yu described the situation in such a severe and terrifying way that even the Wulin Alliance and the military government could not contain it, but it was over in the blink of an eye. It was so abrupt and hard to adapt to.
【Son:? ? ! What did you say? it's over? 】
Ji Ping'an's mouth curled up slightly as he entered text:
[Yes, I have sent the source of the corpse poison to Yuhang and asked Qin Tianjian to cast the spell. Now in the entire Sanhuang County, the poison insects in the new iron corpses have died, leaving only the body, so there is no need to worry. But @yuyu, you’d better notify the imperial military and the martial arts alliance to destroy those “bodies” as soon as possible to prevent them from being transferred by the Four Holy Sects...]
He explained the situation succinctly and did not shy away from the existence of "supervision".
On the one hand, although the matter of being imprisoned in Yuhang is a secret to most people, forces such as the Beast Control Sect and the imperial court are already aware of it.
In addition, this time the Yin Yang Academy performed magic on a grand scale, attracting the attention of the whole city. Ordinary people may not know the whole story, and just think that it is the action of someone from the imperial court.
But anyone who understands the situation in the cultivation world can easily think that the supervisor is in charge of Yuhang Academy——
Speaking of which, those "hermaphrodites" within the Academy should have more or less speculations, but they have tacitly agreed not to make them public.
Sure enough, as soon as these words were posted, a heated discussion arose in the group:
[Qin Leyou: Qin Tianjian is in Yuhang? Are you already connected to it? 】
[Qu Chuchen: Ji Sichen’s righteous deed has immeasurable merits and should be a role model for our generation]
[Han Qingsong: role model +1]
[Zhao Yuanji: Immeasurable merit? Why do you, Huahua, sound like a monk? Hehe, he was the one who got the upper hand. Our master has already gone down the mountain. Even without him, he would...]
[Zhong Tongjun: No. As far as I know, the demon sect's poisonous insects are extremely poisonous and radiate to the entire county. Although Master Qi is strong, if he wants to kill them, it will be difficult.]
This was an understatement and was actually extremely troublesome, but the rebellious young man was prejudiced against Ji Ping'an and blocked his ears and refused to listen.
[Zhao Yuanyang: So awesome! 】
For a moment, except for Zhao Yuanji, who looked dissatisfied, everyone else in the group praised it, which greatly satisfied the boring vanity of the Imperial Master.
At the same time, everyone couldn’t help but sigh:
It wasn't long before the Grand Prize in the City of Gods, but compared to the great things Ji Ping'an had accomplished during this period, they seemed mediocre.
【Huh? Why didn't the Holy Son speak? 】Suddenly, someone asked.
[Yu Yu: Ignore him. 】
At the same time, in the northeast of Lanzhou, inside the restaurant.
The disciples of the Taoist sect suddenly discovered that the Holy Son's posture with his head lowered by the water froze. His skin, which was rosy due to excitement, suddenly turned pale, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became bleak.
"Senior brother?" A disciple asked cautiously.
But I saw the Holy Son slowly raising his head. Under the masked face, his eyes were dull and he murmured to himself:
"Why...why..."
"Such a great opportunity, the credit for saving the people from the fire and water, was given to him so easily...it's not fair, it's not fair..."
As he spoke, the figure of the Holy Son suddenly faded away, and the next second, he appeared on the top of the eaves of the restaurant.
He stood in the night, wearing a Taoist robe, looking up at the sky, his long hair dancing wildly, his right arm suddenly raised, his five fingers spread out, and he looked up to the sky and roared:
"No--"
Rumble.
Thunder flashed in the palm of his hand, causing the clouds to gather above the small city. Lightning and thunder made the people in the city astonished and became a spectacle.
…
Within the group.
Ji Ping'an deeply regretted the delay in seeing the Holy Son bubble up. He briefly communicated with Yu Yu and after learning the general situation, he told her to take Pei Qian back to Yuhang.
Then, ignoring a group of people in the group, he thought about it, clicked on "Luo Huaizhu"'s profile picture in the private chat, and sent a private message to it. Considering that "Taoist" probably didn't watch the group, he could only do this. .
Zhongzhou.
On the canal, a large ship cut through the waves, with only the lantern on the bow swaying and emitting light.
Inside the cabin.
Luo Huaizhu, who has clean eyebrows and a slim figure, is sitting cross-legged in meditation with a standard posture, immersed in the world of practice.
Suddenly, his whole body was shocked, he opened his slightly dull eyes, turned his head and thought for three breaths.
Only then did he carefully take out the Taoist scriptures folded into "tofu cubes" from his purse and saw the message from Ji Ping'an asking about his current situation.
Luo Huaizhu was very happy immediately, and a smile appeared on his rarely expressive face.
Some clumsily poked dots on the paper.
But each time I send a text, I only have a few words.
Compared with other keyboard players, it has a somewhat "two-finger Zen" style of typing.
The girl was not very good at talking. Ji Ping'an asked and answered, and the conversation ended after a while.
Still unfinished, she carefully folded the pages of the Taoist scripture into "tofu cubes", stuffed them into a small bag, patted them again, and then stood up and opened the hatch.
When I walked to the deck, I saw Huang Chen, the warden of Tuyuan and the "leading teacher" who was out this time, sitting cross-legged, chatting with members of the "Tianbang Team" around a pot of fish soup.
"Huaizhu? Have you finished practicing?" Supervisor Huang, who looked like an honest man, was surprised.
Wang Xian, Lin Qin, Zhao Xinghuo, Shi Hao and other boys and girls were also curious.
Luo Huaizhu walked over silently, sat down cross-legged, thought for a while and said:
"Ji Ping'an just sent me a message."
Everyone's eyes lit up, Huang Chen chuckled and said:
"I haven't heard from him for a while, what's wrong? How is the boy's cultivation going? Has he broken through to the fourth level?"
The group of people set out from Zhongzhou, investigating the "Reborn Ones" and looking for traces of the "National Master" along the way. The pace was very slow, and the main purpose was to experience the local customs.
In Huang Chen's memory, it didn't take long for the two parties to leave. After all, a practitioner can easily live for one or two hundred years, which is just a few months in the blink of an eye.
Ji Ping'an had just broken three before leaving the capital of the gods. In Huang Chen's view, taking advantage of the wave of the times, if he is more diligent, he has a chance to break four.
Luo Huaizhu shook his head.
Huang Chen was slightly disappointed, but said with relief: "It's not in a hurry, it's better to lay a solid foundation."
The other members of the team had different expressions.
Luo Huaizhu said: "He broke six, but not four."
After a pause, the girl continued reading like she was reading:
"He just finished participating in the Wulin Alliance and solved a plague. Now he is with Teacher Jianzheng. Well, he told us to be wary of the imperial court, especially the military offices in various places, and be careful of backstabbing..."
On the deck, the star officers headed by Huang Chen had dull expressions, and only Luo Huaizhu's plain voice floated in the dark night.
…
City of Gods, Silent Garden.
It was another full moon night. Xin Yaoguang had finished his meal and did not copy scriptures or deal with family affairs as usual.
Instead, I strolled in the garden and admired the moon alone.
The moonlight was cold and cold, and the tall figure of the female head teacher was shrouded in a wide, fairy-like Taoist robe. The plain hands protruding from the sleeves were folded, and the raised face was like a moon disk, bright and unstained by dust.
Her bright eyes reflected the starry sky, as if time was flowing.
Suddenly, the female leader's mind moved, and a book of Taoist scriptures flew out of the room and floated in front of her. It spread out with a "clatter", and ink words appeared on the yellowed paper with missing pages:
[Ji Ping'an: Is the headmaster here? 】
Xin Yaoguang looked calm:
【What's the matter? 】
She was in a good mood today, so she replied with two more words instead of a single question mark.
[Ji Pingan: Is it convenient for the headmaster to come to Yuhang recently? 】
Xin Yaoguang frowned: "What happened?"
She felt that the little star official was not speaking fluently and was a little unhappy.
[Ji Ping'an: That's it. Another friend wants to meet the headmaster in person and asked me to introduce him to him. 】
Xin Yaoguang's expression remained unchanged, and she subconsciously wanted to say goodbye, but after a second thought, she suppressed the thought and asked, "Who wants to see me?"
[Ji Pingan: Wei Huayang. 】
! !
In an instant, like a jade beauty, the female headmaster's pupils shrank suddenly, her feathers shook, and she subconsciously reached out to grab the Taoist Scripture, as if she wanted to print the words on the paper into her eyes.
Breathing rapidly, pointing to the pen: "Who are you talking about?!"
[Ji Ping'an: Haha, the matter is complicated. It's better to discuss it in detail in person. If it's convenient for the head teacher, you can come to Yuhang Yin Yang Academy. 】
Xin Yaoguang said without hesitation: "Wait for me!"
After saying that, he thought for a moment, waved his hand and laid a transparent barrier around him, then closed his eyes, and an illusory Yang God rose from the ground above his head, and suddenly reached the sky above the city of God.
Xin Yaoguang looked down at the capital city below, where the lights were like a sea. He identified the direction below, turned into a stream of light, and flew straight towards the southern sky at full speed.
…
Yin Yang Academy.
Ji Pingan looked at the words "Wait for me" in the Taoist scriptures, smiled, stood up and walked out of the tub, evaporated the water vapor, grabbed his clothes and put them on.
According to his calculations, if a Shenzang Realm expert rushes at full speed, one night is enough to reach Yuhang.
After that, Wei Huayang will go north, return to her sect like Xu Yuanyun, and go into seclusion to recover her realm.
"Oh, what's this? Just shoot and change a place?" Ji Ping'an pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard. He looked up at the dim moonlight and the swaying bamboos in the courtyard, laughing at himself.
Suddenly, a figure appeared behind him and slowly came closer.
Wei Huayang had just finished bathing. He didn't wear his own clothes. He only wore a "bathrobe" prepared by the academy for guests. His feet were dangling in the air, and his skin and hair were still stained with water droplets.
At this time, she stood side by side with him quietly, looking at the moon, and said, "How is it?"
Ji Ping'an said: "I have contacted him, and he should be able to arrive tomorrow to pick you up and leave."
Wei Huayang turned his head, looked at his profile seriously, and said a little aggrievedly:
"Why so fast?"
Ji Ping'an forced a smile and said, "Senior, don't you want to go back earlier?"
Wei Huayang turned around and stood in front of him, staring at him with his head raised and affectionately:
"Don't call me senior."
After a pause, she added: "The prisoner is not here."
This makes people think a lot... Ji Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Not here?"
Wei Huayang said "En" and said, "He flew away just now, towards the outside of Yuhang City."
"so?"
"So, there is nothing to worry about other people in the academy."
"Isn't this...not good?"
"Are you not good enough?"
Ji Ping'an immediately became very angry. With the latter's low voice, he picked him up and strode back to the bedroom, closing the door with a bang.
"...Shizune..."
"knew."
After a moment, a silencing charm flew out and stuck on the door and window, completely isolating the small courtyard. The lights on the windows shook violently, and then went out with a pop.
A crazy night.
At dawn the next day, Ji Pingping lay in bed. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one on the pillow, and only the bed was still warm.
He was silent for a moment, stood up and put on his robe, waving his hands to disperse the heavy smell in the room. Just after the battlefield was cleaned, he vaguely heard a sharp whistle in the air.
Ji Ping'an opened the door and saw a golden light falling from above the courtyard, strong wind pressure blowing, and the dust in the courtyard spread in a ring.
Then, a figure in the air was outlined bit by bit like an oil painting:
Wearing a feather coat and a large cloak, a lotus jade crown on his head, a silver whisk in his right hand, and half a scroll of heaven hanging on his waist.
The female Taoist with an ethereal temperament and an aristocratic appearance slowly descended. With a pair of narrow eyes, she looked at Ji Ping'an with neither joy nor sorrow.
"Are you injured?" Xin Yaoguang appeared in Yang Shen state, but this was his first sentence.
Ji Ping'an was stunned for a moment, thinking that although he suffered some injuries when he fought with the Great Protector, he had mostly recovered after breaking through. Can you tell this?
The female sword fairy has such vision just by relying on Yang Shen?
He smiled: "It's just a minor injury, but it's not a big deal."
Xin Yaoguang said lightly:
"You are depleted of energy and blood, exhausted of vitality, and your face is still pale. It seems that you experienced a hard battle not long ago. What happened?"
"..." Ji Pingan was silent for a moment and said:
"Master Huiyan, I have indeed just returned from Sanhuang County..."
Then, he gave a general description of the situation, and Xin Yaoguang's face changed as he said seriously:
"The Four Holy Cults are so rampant. I am far away from the capital of God, but I am not as well-informed as you."
Ji Pingan said:
"Fortunately, I asked the Holy Lady that most of the disasters in Sanhuang County are just diseases... After the poisonous insects in the water are killed, the people will recover quickly, which is roughly equivalent to a major epidemic. ...There are only a limited number of people who can truly become Iron Corpses and be killed by Iron Corpses."
Considering the probability of "iron corpses" being born to mortals, this is indeed the case.
This is why Ji Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the poisonous insects were eradicated in time, otherwise if it had been delayed longer, those infected would have died of the disease even if they could not be transformed.
Next, as long as the imperial court appropriates funds to rehabilitate and rehabilitate this county, it will eventually recover slowly despite the disaster.
This is also the reason why Xin Yaoguang was not keenly aware: if Sanhuang County really had more than half of the casualties, there would be feedback on the national destiny.
By then, even if you are in the divine capital, the Taoist sect will also feel it.
Now we can only say that there is a slight fluctuation in the national destiny, but the scale involved is not enough, so the news lags behind.
But Ji Ping'an's simple words sounded even more different in Xin Yaoguang's ears.
Only a few months later, the little star official at that time not only improved his cultivation by three small realms again, but also managed to defeat such a major event of the demon sect with ease.
Xin Yaoguang couldn't help but think about what achievements he had made at this age.
Far inferior to the young man in front of him.
But if she knew that the true identity of the person in front of her had become her "Grand Master and Grand Master", she didn't know how she would feel.
"Huh, I know about this matter," Xin Yaoguang calmed down and finally asked the key question:
"You said...someone wants to see me?"
Ji Ping'an said "yes" and explained:
"During this Jianghu alliance, I was approached by the first generation headmaster of your sect, who wanted to contact the Taoist sect through me."
It's true...
"How...how can you confirm his identity?"
Ji Pingan smiled and said:
"Headmaster Huayang is in the guest room of the Academy. He also asked Headmaster Xin to meet with him alone. I believe you have a way to verify it."
Xin Yaoguang bit her lip, nodded and said:
"lead the way!"
Not long after, the two slowly walked outside the guest room where Wei Huayang was.
Ji Ping'an knocked on the door and explained the situation. When a "Yes" came from inside the house, he turned around and made a gesture of invitation.
Xin Yaoguang took a deep look at him, took a deep breath, and clenched his hands, unable to contain the tension and complexity in his heart.
Without saying anything, Yang Shen walked through the door and disappeared inside.
Ji Ping'an glanced at the closed carved door, remained silent for a moment, walked out of the courtyard, came to the front hall, sat down and waited quietly.
He had no worries about the outcome of this meeting, he just had to wait patiently.
Amid the chirping of cicadas, he raised his head and looked at the towering star observatory in the distance, thinking: Where did that little guy from Jianzheng go?
…
Southeast of Lanzhou, somewhere at a pass.
A large camp was stationed to guard an area like a small town. It was heavily guarded, and soldiers inspected and escorted vehicles and horses entering and exiting.
It looks like a "military town".
This place is exactly where the "Dadong Military Mansion" is located in Lanzhou.
But this night, when the sky was not yet bright, golden light suddenly appeared in the sky above the military mansion and spread in circles.
Like "cannonballs" of light bombarding the invisible formation barrier.
The guards on the top of Junfu City were shocked. A magic weapon cannon on the top of the city turned towards the sky and blew the horn at the same time, waking up the whole town.
In the "big tent" of the Chinese army in the mansion, behind a screen.
The highest official here, a man in white robes with the title "Dadong Divine General" sat cross-legged in meditation and did not leave.
Suddenly hearing the horn, the white-robed god general opened his eyes and saw a tiger charm placed on the corner of the table in front of him shaking violently.
It felt the pressure from a powerful enemy and flashed with excitement.
But without the order of the divine general, the military's "defensive formation" could not fight back on its own.
Seeing this, General Dadong snorted coldly, holding the tiger talisman in his hand, and there was an illusory green flame spitting out from it.
Following his arms and wrapping his body, an illusory armored god general formed faintly behind him.
The tiger talisman revived, turned into a black light and broke through the tent, bucking the trend.
"Buzz!"
In a sound like an explosion of air waves, a black hole suddenly opened in the dark sky with golden ripples, and in the hole was a corner of the bright starry sky.
The starlight spread out and condensed into Qin Tianjian, who was wearing a strange robe and standing with his hands behind his back.
It’s just that Guantianxingguan, who is known as a “good old man”, looked indifferent at the moment, looked down and said:
"General Dadong, come out and see me!"
The pressure of the great monks in the Observation Heaven Realm filled the air, the stars on the city were dim, and the soldiers all over the city were frightened.
"boom!"
A figure came out of the air. The white-robed god general with a square face and a big gun stood in the air. He grabbed the tiger talisman with one hand and held the pressure above his head. His face turned slightly pale and he said solemnly:
"The supervisor is here to visit, what are you doing?"
Qin Tianjian's eyes were indifferent: "You don't know?"
Dadong Shenjiang was silent for a moment and said:
"There was a pagoda army missing in the camp. After I noticed it, I immediately investigated it. We found out the situation last night... But are you here for this matter?"
Jian Zheng said nothing.
Dadong Shenjiang clasped his fists and said, "The prison is waiting for a moment. I will go and arrest the prisoner right now. Can you?"
Jian Zheng closed his eyes.
General Dadong said: "Thank you very much."
Then he escaped back to the ground in the confused eyes of the soldiers and generals of the military government. As for the few words of dialogue between the two that were almost riddles, it confused a group of people even more.
"Who is the culprit? It involves the Futu Army and the Qintian Prison?" Some generals were puzzled.
The other side.
Dadong Shenjiang turned into a stream of light and arrived outside a certain tent in the city. He opened the curtain and saw Sun Xianzu wearing clothes and coming towards him. He said in surprise:
"General, what's the fuss outside?"
Zhong Lang, who has a protruding jaw and sunken eye sockets, went to Yuhang last time and forcibly searched for Ji Ping'an's memory in the government prison, but suffered backlash.
The soul was severely injured and was taken back to the military mansion to recuperate. During this period, he was recovering from his injuries and was unaware of the external situation.
After waking up at night, I was still unaware of the situation.
A smile appeared on Dadongshenjiang's face, and he reached out to hold his shoulders, helping him sit down and rest:
"It's nothing serious. I just came to ask you about a case."
Sun Xianzu was worried for no reason: "Case?"
Dadong Shenjiang nodded, stared at him, and said:
"Last time you went to Yuhang, you were injured by Qin Tianjian Ji Sichen. You were resentful. After you returned to the army, you secretly forged the general's order and sent a group of pagoda cavalry to ambush this person, right?"
Sun Xianzu was stunned and said blankly:
"What? General, how could I do this..."
Dadong Shenjiang looked disappointed and his eyes became cold:
"Now, Qin Tian Prison is looking for you, and there must be an explanation. If you don't plead guilty, do you want me to admit this crime? Or do you want your Majesty to accept this crime?"
Sun Xianzu's eyes widened.
Dadong Shenjiang looked after himself and said:
"So, the most suitable person is you. But if you are unwilling to cooperate, then you can only commit suicide out of fear of crime."
After saying that, he pressed the latter's shoulder with a slight force, and a burst of energy poured into Sun Xianzu's body.
The dignified man dilated his pupils, clutched his heart and fell down. His eyes were round and unwilling to close.
Dadong Shenjiang had no expression on his face as he carried his body out of the tent.
Not long after, the golden sky above the military mansion gradually faded until it disappeared. The huge pressure also dissipated, and countless soldiers and horses felt relaxed.
Looking towards the direction where Jian Zheng was leaving, his eyes were full of fear.
Only General Dadong Shen in the crowd had an ugly face, clenched his fists, and made a cracking sound in his joints, but in the end he just turned around and returned to the tent under the gaze of a group of generals.
"he's gone."
The white-robed god general stepped into the Chinese army's tent, looked at the figure waiting behind the screen at an unknown moment, and said.
Immediately, a figure came out.
It was an old eunuch with a white face and no beard, holding a fly whisk, and wearing a python robe. He exhaled:
"Jian Zheng has been traveling around for several years. I don't want to come forward for this matter today."
Dadong Shenjiang did not answer the question and just stared at the old eunuch:
"Father...are you satisfied with this?"
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