"Who are you talking about?!"
Beside the window, Xue Jifu heard the words "Great Zhou Imperial Master" clearly, her eyes pierced with dazzling light, and she asked silently.
The old woman in gray clothes had already walked to the door. When she saw this scene, she couldn't help laughing:
"It is said that the saintly girl has something to do with the great master of the Zhou Dynasty, and the relationship is still lingering. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that it is true."
Xue Ji was ridiculed, but she didn't care and continued to stare at her, her white chest rising and falling:
"You said you know the news about him? Is he also reborn?"
Her voice was urgent and full of expectation.
However, the old woman's next words shattered her ruthlessly:
"Oh, well, I don't know about this. I just tried it casually. I didn't expect it to have miraculous effects."
The light in Xue Ji's eyes was extinguished instantly, the temperature in the room dropped, her eyes were cold, and she realized that she had been played by this old woman.
The old woman smiled and sarcastically said:
"Holy girl, you were able to get rid of the Holy Cult by luck back then, and the leader was not too wary. But now, are you still looking forward to doing it again? However, the world today is no longer the same as before. Not to mention the big Did Zhou Guoshi return as usual? If he came back, would he be able to rise again and regain his strength?
If you are unlucky and get ripped off when you are weak, it is not entirely impossible. Even if the cat really is somewhere, is it possible that he can still get the news and sneak into Qianjiao Island? If he really came, it would be a good thing. With the strength of the cult members on the island, wouldn't it be a great achievement to capture him?
Besides, to put it bluntly, I am a majestic national master. How can I put myself in danger for you, a demon sect witch? Do you really think there is anything special about sleeping with someone for a few days? The emperor has returned to the three palaces and six courtyards. The great master of the Zhou Dynasty has a life span of five hundred years and has countless women. I am afraid that you have been forgotten a long time ago. "
These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Xue Ji's heart.
She, who was originally angry, became shorter and shorter, her eyes were lonely and sad, and she was unable to refute.
The old woman glanced at her and said warmly:
"So, instead of dreaming about that big dream, it's better for us women to recognize the reality. Why don't we take a closer look? Among the Qimen monks who came to the island this time, who are qualified to compete for the position of the saint's son-in-law? Which, think about your options in advance.
By the way, these people will also arrange gatherings before the gathering. If you are interested, you can also go to observe and choose for yourself... Although, it is of no use. "
After leaving these words, the old woman laughed strangely, turned around and walked out of the house.
After walking a few steps along the corridor, I heard the sound of Xue Ji knocking over the crab plate from inside the house.
She shook her head with a chuckle and walked out of the yard.
I happened to see a disciple of the Daze Sect, holding a registration book and running towards the main courtyard next door.
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The leader of the Daze Sect is:
The owner of Qianjiao Island is an old man with a well-proportioned figure, wearing a dark green luxurious satin shirt and a Taoist silver crown.
Judging from his appearance, he is about fifty years old, with black hair, thin and long eyebrows, a white face without a beard, and a pair of eyes that are inverted triangles, making him look particularly sinister.
At this moment, he was sitting in the main seat of the inner hall.
Holding the registration book covered with raindrops sent by his disciple, he scanned it one by one. He only paused briefly on the words written by Ji Ping'an and the blind old Taoist, then threw the book aside and said lightly:
"knew."
At the bottom of the hall, there are several members of the Four Holy Cults sitting on the left and right, two of them are the most eye-catching.
They are the two reborn people who followed the Great Protector during the "Gu Insect Disaster" in Sanhuang County:
"Corpse Witch" and "Dwarf".
At this moment, the "corpse witch" with a stooped figure, leaning on a white skull staff, and with sparse hair on his head laughed dryly, stared at the island owner with two eyes, one red and one green, and said:
"It seems that another powerful person has landed on the island."
Opposite him, a short, ugly dwarf swung his legs on a chair, leaning against a white flag, and said:
"Among the Lanzhou Holy Cult, there are not many people who have not yet landed on the island and are worthy of attention. The only ones left are the nuns from Taohua Temple and a blind Taoist priest... The Soul Lamp sect, ha, I didn't expect it to still exist."
His tone was that of a reborn person.
Inevitably, most reborn people have a more or less condescending attitude when commenting on today's people.
The master of Qianjiao Island frowned slightly, slightly unhappy with the tone of these two people, but after all, the "Daze Sect" was not a martial arts sect, but was classified as a practicing sect.
The owner of Green Robe Island has always regarded himself as an "immortal master" and has the same disdainful attitude towards Jianghu Qimen, so he will not fight against him.
At this time, he said calmly:
"It's a blind old Taoist priest from the Soul Lantern lineage. Taohua'an also landed on the island. The rest that haven't arrived yet are only some miscellaneous fish."
As for Ji Ping'an, he didn't take it seriously at all.
"Corpse Witch" smiled and said:
"In that case, we can first gather the believers on the island to get to know each other, and prepare for the sacrifice at the same time. By the way, do you want to invite the saint to come forward? Ha, she is the protagonist of this gathering."
Hearing this, everyone in the hall smiled ambiguously.
The dwarf, in particular, was even more excited and gearing up to join Sanhuang County and his party. He had long coveted Xue Ji, but was unable to take action due to the shock of the Great Protector.
There is some chance this time.
However, he is not good at close combat, and his main job is to form formations in the clouds.
Like the old corpse witch, they are both "auxiliary professions", so there is not much hope.
But since the saint was punished by the leader and was able to take it out as a prize, it means:
The leader of the Four Saints acquiesced that he would no longer prohibit others from infringing on Xue Ji.
Well, it is still forbidden before a husband is selected, otherwise it will taint the "prize" and will inevitably lead to conflicts within the church.
But as long as you wait for this to happen, you can look for opportunities to have fun.
The green-robed island master's eyes were bored, and he felt that these believers were unfit for company. As the only senior member of the church in Lanzhou, he was more concerned about the seating arrangement.
The so-called "gathering" was not only a rehearsal for the real "choosing a husband", but also an opportunity for him to examine the power of the Qimen monks.
"Now that the main people are all here, let's go down and have a banquet tonight. Hehe, with the temper of the opera artist, I think he can stir up excitement without me taking any action. I don't know which unlucky guy will be brought in. Get the surgery."
The island owner seems to know the infamous "Color Showman" quite well:
"As for the saint, send someone to inform her. If she goes, she can go. If she doesn't go, there is no need to force her. She is just a woman, why should she care."
"Yes." The disciple below bowed his hands and stepped back.
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On the other side, Ji Ping'an and his party were also led outside a single-family two-story main building. The blind old Taoist lived next door. Both parties bowed their heads and returned to their houses.
When the door was closed, the drizzle and wind outside were blocked.
Ji Ping'an was the first to sit at the table, looked around at the people who were sitting down one after another, and said:
"It seems that we came at the right time, and the first step went well."
At this time, Yu Yu finally regained his original temper, no longer pretending to be a maid, and said with joy:
"This move of yours is really powerful. The incense burner that the man at the pier held was for identification. I was so excited at the time that I was ready to expose my identity and get started."
Fang Shijie climbed out of the book box and smiled disdainfully:
"It should be noted that this god... general, when he was conquering the world in the past, he disguised himself as a disguise and sneaked into the enemy city, and when he broke open the city gate, you were not born yet."
There is no way to refute this.
Huang He and Mu Yaoyao also had very exciting expressions, feeling like huskies blending into a pack of wolves.
Ji Ping'an coughed, interrupted the team members' banter, and said:
"Gathering together the information, based on the information we heard from the disciples who led the way along the way, combined with what the blind Taoist said, we can basically determine the forces on the road today."
He raised his hand, picked up several tea cups from the tea tray, and placed them on the table one by one:
"The island owner who controls the Daze Sect is a local force. He cultivates in a well and is the strongest person in the area."
"Some of the core members of the Four Holy Cults may include a small number of reborns, that is, some of the monks from the team in Sanhuang County. They are the second group. They are generally under the command of the island owner, but they are not his direct lineage."
"The third group is the believers who came to participate in the gathering. Among them, the martial arts are weaker but there are many people, and the Qimen monks are stronger, but they are in separate formations and are wary of each other. Although they are both in the Demon Sect, they have not a good relationship with each other. Among them The most noteworthy ones are:
Cai Xi Shi, Tao Hua An, Poison Dragon Layman, Yellow Turban Warrior, and Blind Taoist are also strong contenders for the Saint to choose a husband this time. "
Three tea bowls are buckled on the table, in the shape of "pin".
Mu Yaoyao raised her hands and said:
"Do those female nuns from Peach Blossom Temple also want to marry a saint from the devil's sect? Like the word the national master once invented, called... lesbian?"
"..." Fang Shijie was speechless and said:
"Haven't you heard? The key to a saint's choice of a husband is not the saint, but the ranking of the strong men of the Demon Cult in this competition to fill the vacancies among the top leaders of the cult. The one who wins the first place will also be ranked first. The most powerful one, and one of the perks is marrying a saint...
It doesn’t mean that these people are really competing to marry the saint!
The core of the competition is still the status within the sect. Of course the nuns are not interested in the saint, but they are interested in the status within the sect and the cultivation resources that match the status. "
Mu Yaoyao said "Oh" and put down her hand to show that she understood.
Yu Yu said unhappily:
"Can you please stop calling me a saint? It sounds disgusting to me. Wouldn't it be better to call her a witch...or a witch?"
As a Taoist saint, she felt that she was being insinuated.
The taste of a witch is really good... A joke from the past life appeared in Ji Ping'an's mind, and he quickly put aside the distracting thoughts and said:
"General Adou is right. The core of this battle is the battle for status."
Mu Yaoyao held her chin up and muttered:
"So, that witch is quite pitiful. Speaking of which, if she is really a reborn person, does she have something to do with our Qintian Prison?"
Yu Yu nodded, looking like a commander:
"If she really is the Xue Ji in history, she can try to instigate rebellion."
Ji Ping'an said calmly:
"We will discuss this later. Since we are choosing a husband, at least her safety is guaranteed before the winner is actually decided. Therefore, our top priority now is to wait and see what happens and first find out the situation. The details of the three parties on the island Intelligence, and then act on camera.”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
The said purpose is to cause destruction, but it is also a technical job to do something in the enemy camp without being counterattacked.
At this time, Ji Pingan suddenly moved his ears, raised his finger in front of his lips, and pointed outside.
With a swish, Fang Shijie got back into the book box and showed himself as a puppet.
Footsteps approached, then a knock on the door.
When Ji Ping'an said, "Come in," a strange disciple of the Daze sect outside revealed his intention:
"There will be a banquet on the island tonight, and I invite you all to go there. It is considered as a welcome blessing. I hope you can go on time."
Take the wind and wash away the dust? I'm afraid it wasn't a deliberate inspection.
Ji Ping'an nodded: "We will go on time."
After hearing this, the disciple nodded and left, but when he left, he looked at them with a strange and pitiful look.
It left everyone scratching their heads.
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next door.
"The poor man will go there on his own."
The blind old Taoist priest also received an invitation to the dinner. After "watching" the messenger leave, he let out a laugh, rubbed his beard with his fingers and thought for a moment, then returned to the room with a puff of sleeves.
In the room, two girls were kneeling next to the ancient soul lamp, with a cut on their wrists. As soon as they got close to the wick, the blood was sucked into it.
The purple flame grew brighter and brighter.
The faces of the two girls also gradually turned pale.
"Master, is it enough?" My sister raised her head, forced a smile, and added quickly, "If it's not enough, I will squeeze more."
The blind old Taoist sarcastically said:
"As a teacher, if you don't want to find a saintly daughter or husband, why do you light this soul lamp so brightly?"
The two girls breathed a sigh of relief at first, quickly retracted their hands, and bandaged the wounds expertly. The sister asked curiously:
"Master, don't you want a master's wife?"
The blind old Taoist laughed, but there was no joy in his voice:
"If the situation is not stronger than the people, why should I commit myself to the Lao Shi Zi Demon Cult? It was so powerful at its peak hundreds of years ago that it was wiped out by others. Now it has resurrected and is still trying to overthrow the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
As he said that, the old Taoist priest sighed in frustration:
"It's just a formality. Anyone who likes to be a senior member of this sect can be treated as such."
My sister blinked and said:
"Master doesn't plan to fight anyone at the banquet that night."
The blind Taoist priest laughed and said:
"I won't offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will let him go. If nothing unexpected happens, the Cai Xi Shi will definitely attack. This person's behavior has always been domineering. Isn't this banquet a good time to establish his authority? The rest are all Fang, I don’t know how to deal with it, but the ‘calligrapher’ and his team may bring surprises.”
My sister wondered:
"Master, do you think the young man next door is not simple? Because he can see..."
"Snapped!"
In the soul lamp, a wisp of flame condensed into a long whip and whipped my sister to the ground.
The younger sister, who was bandaging the wound at the side, jumped over to her. The two girls hugged each other, shivering.
The blind Taoist priest said expressionlessly:
"The poor Taoist is blind but not blind. If others have good eyes, he can't see anything. But if he has bad eyes, he can smell the dangerous smell of these people.
Let's eat hard tonight, feed ourselves, and produce more lamp oil. I have a hunch that something might happen at this gathering. The three of us, master and disciple, don't get involved. "
With that said, he turned around and pushed open the window. The cold wind poured into the room and the soul lamp swayed violently.
The old Taoist priest sniffed the sweet smell in the air, and suddenly a line of words popped into his mind:
The mountain rain is coming and the wind is blowing all over the building.
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In the next few hours, a few more people came to the island sporadically.
Before dark at night, the drizzle stopped, the thick clouds dispersed a little, the sky cracked, and dim moonlight shone down.
Ji Ping'an and his party finished cleaning up, got up and walked out of the bamboo building. They saw that the entire Daze sect was decorated with red lanterns one after another, which was particularly festive.
It seems a bit like preparing a "big wedding" for the saint.
"Haha, how about we go together, young master?" The blind old Taoist master and apprentice had just come out, and they met each other.
Ji Ping'an nodded happily: "This is the best."
The two parties were chatting and laughing, and walked towards a particularly impressive bamboo building on the island.
Along the way, I also saw a famous Qimen monk and warrior walking out of one building after another.
There were lone rangers or groups of three or five, most of whom were wary of each other. Disciples of the Daze Sect carried lanterns and shuttled back and forth.
When Ji Ping'an arrived outside the bamboo building where the banquet was held, he was greeted by a middle-aged man who had registered on the pier during the day. He smiled and handed over a seat card with a number on it:
"please."
Everyone took it and stepped into the lobby. It was a layout similar to the lobby of an inn.
Round tables form a circle, with a carpeted space in the center.
Lampposts were erected all around, and the candlelight reflected the splendid scenery, as if they were not on a small island, but in a Fucheng restaurant.
At this moment, the hall was full of people, with only some tables left empty. What was strange was that, except for the monks sitting together and whispering to each other, the group of believers lacked conversation with each other.
The atmosphere was extremely cold and tense.
As soon as Ji Ping'an and others stepped in, they were immediately greeted by lines of sight, but most of the lines of sight only glanced at him and focused on the blind old Taoist.
There was a hint of hostility in their eyes.
"Damn it, why do you feel like these people are all enemies of each other, what about the promised church family?" Fang Shijie muttered.
In order to facilitate communication, Ji Pingan sent everyone a "Heart Voice Talisman" before arriving, so that they can hear each other's inner communication during the period of use.
After all, not everyone has mastered the secret of sound transmission.
Yu Yu: "Tsk, tsk, maybe it's the way he looks at his love rival."
Mu Yaoyao: "The key point is, these people are so ugly and vicious. They don't look like good people at all!"
This is true. At a glance, it can be said that the appearance in the hall is below the average.
The men are vicious and the women are ruthless. Correspondingly, Ji Ping'an and the other five are simply handsome and beautiful.
Huang He:
"Young Master said before that the main force of the Four Holy Sects is still a villain in the world and a wanted criminal by the court. What good can he do? But this blind old Taoist priest has evil intentions and deliberately follows us to stir up hatred."
Ji Ping'an: "Sit down and be patient."
At this time, a group of people walked to the given location. I found that the seats seemed to be arranged according to the order of arrival on the island, and they were once again next to the old Taoist priests and disciples.
After everyone's eyes moved away, the blind Taoist smiled and said:
"Young Master is from Yuezhou, so it seems he doesn't know much about Lanzhou Qimen. There are no acquaintances here."
Ji Pingan's expression was indifferent. After entering the hall, his expression also became colder, and his behavior was deliberately aloof.
Holding a book in his hand, he looked like he was standing out from the crowd and disdained the company of others.
Hearing this, he said: "Taoist Master, why don't you introduce a few things?"
The blind Taoist did not refuse and placed the soul lamp on the table, which served as his eyes.
He pointed to the distance with his finger:
"You've seen Taohua An, the tough guy at the table next to them is the Yellow Turban Warrior."
Ji Ping'an raised his eyes and first saw a circle of six fat female nuns wearing embroidered peach blossom monk's robes. They were holding fish and munching as if there was no one around.
Next to them, at another table, sat four short middle-aged men. They were a head shorter than ordinary people and their looks were very similar, as if they were brothers born from the same birth.
They were each wearing an open-chested sweatshirt, shorts, and a yellow scarf tied above their heads. They were sitting upright with serious expressions on their faces.
Realizing the sight, the four of them turned their heads almost simultaneously. Looking this way, their faces were still expressionless. Although they were living people, they looked more like puppets than Fang Shijie.
"It is said that these four people are four children from one mother. They have been practicing together since childhood. Although they are thin, in fact, their muscles are concentrated to the extreme and their weight is astonishing. Once they cast a spell to look like a strong man, they will be several times taller, far superior to ordinary people, and their strength is terrifying. Tsk, tsk, if these four people win the first place... the saint will either be crushed to death, or she will not be able to bear the harassment, it will be miserable, it will be miserable."
The blind Taoist priest smiled and raised his hand to point to the corner:
"That man is the Poisonous Dragon layman, an important criminal of the imperial court. In order to practice his martial arts, he used poisonous gas to poison a village, turning hundreds of people into blood. Unlike Pindao, this man is said to have taken the initiative to find the Holy Cult to join, and he is quite popular. Respect."
Ji Ping'an looked around and his eyes locked on a man who was occupying a round table by himself and everyone around him was avoiding him.
He was wearing sack-like clothes, unkempt, and his long hair covered half of his face, but his face could be seen to be very long.
There was a green gourd in front of him, and he was slowly picking up vegetables to eat and drink. He raised his eyes and glanced here, and the corners of his mouth were widened under his black hair, revealing his strong teeth.
"..." The blind old Taoist smacked his lips, looked away, and said:
"This person is good at using poison, and his body has been refined into a poisonous body. Speaking of which, if this person comes out on top in the end, I'm afraid the saint will be poisoned to death on the bed... It's pitiful to think about it."
Ji Ping'an's expression remained indifferent and said:
"Where's the entertainer you're talking about?"
The blind old Taoist shook his head:
"I haven't arrived yet, but you will be able to recognize it as soon as I tell you. This person is dressed as a folk magician, with strange methods, cruel heart, and a surly and twisted personality. He is an ugly old man who practiced magic in his youth and was burned to death by flames. He has only one face, so he is used to wearing half a mask to cover it.
Walking around the world, anyone who takes a second look at his face will be brutally killed... Oh, but this is a gathering of the Holy Cult, so he probably doesn't dare to kill anyone, but he can take a few more glances, but it is inevitable to be resented. . "
The five people around the round table looked at each other.
Mu Yaoyao said:
"Oh my god, what kind of monsters are there? They are either four giants, or they are poisonous, or they are ugly, or they are blind... In comparison, the nuns in Taohua Temple are all pretty... Whichever one of these people wins, the witch will be miserable. ah."
Yu Yu also frowned, expressing his displeasure.
Huang He Chuanchuan:
"This is not about choosing a husband. It's basically a punishment. I'm afraid that Xue Ji defected in her previous life and offended the Four Holy Sects to death. She will be unlucky in this life and be caught and deliberately humiliated."
Fang Shijie glanced at Ji Ping'an with an ugly expression. The Emperor and the military advisor looked at each other, both seeing the heaviness in each other's eyes.
What Huang He guessed was probably the real reason.
At this time, suddenly, there was a cold wind blowing outside the hall.
All the believers in the hall looked up with stern expressions.
The blind old Taoist reminded in a low voice: "Here he comes!"
(End of chapter)
