Under the darkness of night, in the banquet hall, "Ape" punched Ji Ping'an at the same time.
In the courtyard deep in the island, the old woman in gray stepped forward, holding a tray holding clothes, and came to Xue Ji's residence again.
He opened the door and said:
"Holy girl, the banquet has begun. These are the clothes the island master ordered the old lady to send."
Although the drizzle has stopped, the dark clouds are still there, and not a few stars can be seen at night.
Xue Ji did not look at the moon, but sat cross-legged on the bed. A pair of shoes were placed on the floor, and her two jade feet were at the end of the black gauze skirt. They were white and dazzling.
She did not open her eyes and refused calmly and firmly:
"I dont go."
The old woman was not annoyed. She seemed to have expected it. She placed the tray on the table and sighed:
"It's okay if you don't go. There's nothing good about this dress. But after you choose a husband later, on your wedding day, the phoenix crown and harem will be the most beautiful."
As if being stung by certain words, Xue Ji's eyelashes trembled, she opened her lacquer-like eyes and stared at her firmly:
"I won't marry."
The old woman smiled nonchalantly, thinking it was not up to you.
In the end, there is struggle, which is nothing more than using Gu insects to control you, like a puppet on strings.
But it was not easy to stimulate her at the moment, so he comforted her:
"Okay, okay, but you have to pay attention to who are the husbands who are vying for you, right? The old lady has already inquired about it, and speaking of it, she has some understanding. The opera artist is a very talented person... "
Xue Ji had no expression on her face, just pretending she didn't exist.
Although she was a saint in the church, she was arrested and joined the church shortly after her rebirth. She was trapped in the headquarters most of the time. The last time she had been in Sanhuang County, she had a rare opportunity to go out.
Therefore, I don't know Cai Xishi, Poison Dragon layman and others, let alone what kind of people they are.
Therefore, it was natural not to see the strange and happy look on the old woman's old face that was covered with wrinkles when she said the names of these people.
"It doesn't matter. The saint didn't go to see it, but the old lady arranged for someone to be there. When there is news, someone will come to report it."
She said with a smile, looking at Xue Ji's stunning appearance with jealousy.
As a servant who can move more freely, she has inquired about the status of tonight's banquet.
He also knew that the saint's husband would most likely appear among a few people including the opera master.
And this banquet is nothing more than a performance venue for a group of crippled or ugly people, and there will never be any accidents.
…
"Island Master, it's almost time."
In another courtyard, a disciple looked at the owner of Qianjiao Island, who was sitting in a big chair with his eyes closed and meditating in the brightly lit hall.
The old man wearing dark green Taoist robes with a white face and no beard opened his eyelids. For a moment, his pupils showed the "vertical pupils" of the demon clan:
"Is everyone here?"
The disciple raised his hand and said:
"The rest of the people arrived first, and just now Master Caixi also passed by. My disciple observed that this person is full of murderous intent. I am afraid that he will cause some troubles and ask the island owner to take charge of the overall situation."
The island owner said "yes", not surprised.
The "corpse witch" sitting in the hall, leaning on the white skeleton staff, sighed:
"Caixi Master...heh, judging from the information, a mere loose cultivator from a strange sect can be considered a tycoon. With his usual style, he will definitely provoke the rest of the sect, and with his strength, I am afraid that he will also... There really is no one who can suppress him. If the island owner doesn’t go, I’m afraid there will really be problems.”
The dwarf carrying the white flag opposite said in confusion:
"In that case, why didn't you go earlier?"
The master of Qianjiao Island glanced at the dwarf, with disdain in his eyes, but did not answer, but stood up and said:
"Don't go away if you wait, just wait here."
With that said, he led the other disciples of the Daze Sect and walked toward the banquet hall, walking at a leisurely pace.
When others left, the old corpse witch suddenly said:
"The leader of the Daze Sect is quite scheming, and the Cai Opera Master is the strongest. After ranking this time, if he wins the first place and receives the 'Holy Master' initiation, he will probably become the highest ranking person next to the island owner.
In this case, the owner of Qianjiao Island naturally has to check and balance him. Oh, deliberately leaving late and letting the performer provoke the others can not only show the strength of all parties, but also intensify the conflict. It is not a loss in the end. "
The other people suddenly realized.
The Corpse Witch shook his head secretly. Reborn people naturally look down on "modern people" with contempt, but in fact, the ancient people are not necessarily better than today's people.
Regardless of their cultivation or experience, except for those once brilliant names in history, most of the reborn people have even worse abilities than the "elites" of today's era.
After all, the difficulty of building a well in an era when spiritual energy is abundant is much lower than in an era when spiritual energy is depleted.
"Damn, doesn't that mean that the saint is going to be given to that old opera performer?" the dwarf said indignantly, "Is it possible that at tonight's banquet, none of the many members of the congregation can check and balance him?"
The Corpse Witch shook his head and said:
"I'm afraid not. The Poison Dragon layman is not good at close combat, and is better at casting spells in a large area. The nuns and the yellow scarf warriors rely on large numbers of people, so there is nothing to worry about. Only the blind man from the Soul Lantern Sect has good spells, but he has no intention of winning. .
Therefore, who dares to compete with the colorful performer at this banquet? I bet that in order to establish his authority, this person will find someone to sacrifice his flag. I wonder which unlucky guy will be seriously injured. "
…
"Capture him!"
In the banquet hall, when the orangutan threw a fierce punch, countless people in the venue looked at him sideways.
The rabbit looked at Ji Pingan with compassion like a dead fox.
In my heart, I believe that this weak scholar will become a stepping stone for the actor to establish his power.
The first-generation God-Emperor, who controlled the puppet and sat silently on the sidelines, took action boldly.
A punch was thrown without warning, facing the red-haired ape.
At the same time, in the five-person team, Fang Shijie's long-suppressed voice also came from the "channel" constructed through the musical instrument:
"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"
In an instant, the powerful spirit followed the puppet's arm, trembling, and was transmitted to the right fist. It was firmly imprinted on the calloused fist of the ape.
The puppet is close to the level of Pojiu Perfection, and its body is made of fine iron, which is completely natural.
Back then, Ji Ping'an had driven this puppet to fight Ye Hongling, who was sitting in the well realm, without losing.
Later, he used this to attack the Tiefu Tu and destroy the physical body of the military commander, which is evident from this.
As a disciple of Caixi Master, the "Man-Ape" was only at the ninth level of martial arts. He was able to defeat the enemy consecutively in the past, largely because all parties were unwilling to put in their full strength.
Thereby exposing one's trump card and even getting injured, which will affect the subsequent competition for seats.
But Fang Shijie didn't have such worries. The God Emperor was already hostile to the "Four Sacred Cults" who were defeated, not to mention the fact that Cai Xi Shi was a wanted criminal in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
He also wanted to steal the wife of his good brother, the Imperial Master... How could a God-Emperor, who claimed to conquer the world with the word "righteousness", just sit idly by and ignore it.
If the buff stack is full, it belongs to yes.
At this time, he took action with anger and showed no mercy.
With just a pair of punches, waves of dark energy penetrated the ape's body like a piece of wood.
"ah--"
The orangutan suddenly let out a beast-like scream, and the hair on its newly grown arms began to tremble like waves of wheat blown by the wind.
Then, the fist exploded with a "click", blood splattered, and then an invisible force went up along the hand bones.
Wrists, forearms, shoulders...
The hair, skin and flesh were like firecrackers during the New Year, exploding section by section, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
All this happened very quickly. As soon as the sonic boom sounded, and the fist wind spread in all directions, the orangutan screamed and tried to retreat.
But the strange thing is:
His bare fist was like a magnet, being sucked tightly into Fang Shijie's hand.
It wasn't until the God-Emperor caught a glimpse of the performer standing up in the distance that he twisted and pressed with his backhand.
"Click!"
In the crisp sound of bone cracking, the orangutan's hand bones shattered, his knees softened with a cry, and he knelt on the ground with a bang.
His knees made two shallow holes in the floor, and he fell sideways to the ground.
Yu Yu glanced quickly, pinched the magic formula with his fingers hidden in his sleeves, and recited the incantation silently.
When the ape fell, the floor under his head suddenly turned into fine steel.
As a result, this extremely violent and majestic ape suddenly turned black and fainted.
In the flash of lightning, Yu Yu lifted his Taoist spell, made sure that no one noticed this small gesture, lowered his eyes innocently, and pretended to be calm.
quiet!
All this happened so fast that the believers present were stunned and did not react.
The blind old Taoist who was nearest was stunned. He froze in place, and the flame of the soul lamp on the table stopped beating, as if it was down.
He did think about using Ji Ping'an as a shield and to test the opponent's strength.
But he never expected that the scholar didn't even raise his eyes, and the taciturn guard beside him captured the ape with one blow.
Crisp and ruthless!
The two girls were also stunned. The elder sister still maintained a posture of protecting her, but her eyes were widened.
I was surprised that the taciturn uncle carrying a box was so vicious.
far away.
The four Yellow Turban Warriors brothers, the Poison Dragon layman, and a group of fat female nuns in Peach Blossom Temple were also stunned.
They are well aware of the strength of the orangutan. Although they are also confident that they can capture it with all their strength, let alone whether it can be done so easily, it is possible.
But...you know, that was when they were at full strength.
But the reality is that the man who took action was obviously dressed as a guard and was taking orders from the young scholar.
How could this not shock and frighten them?
Suddenly, everyone moved their eyes to Ji Ping'an's face, trying their best to recall in their minds, when did Lanzhou have such a number one figure?
At this time, the rest of the believers in the hall realized it and started making noises.
Some were shocked, some were astonished, some just felt refreshed, and some were rolling their eyes wildly, their eyes wandering between Ji Ping'an and Cai Shi, looking like they were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
"Bang!"
At this time, the sound of cups and plates overturned was heard.
Beside the round table, the "Color Operator", who was tall and thin, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, wearing a dark red robe and half a painted mask, suddenly stood up. His movements were too large, causing the tea to splash everywhere.
But he didn't care, he just stared at Fang Shijie, then moved to Ji Ping'an, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Who...are you?!"
Seeing this, the blind old Taoist took a few steps back quietly, as if he was withdrawing from anything else.
Being in the center of the camera, Ji Ping'an didn't feel any nervousness or surprise at all. All these reactions had been predicted when he ordered Fang Shijie to take action.
At this time, he sipped the wine in the glass as usual, then gently put down the glass, and looked at the blind old man who sneaked away with a calm expression:
"Where are you going, Taoist Master? Why don't you introduce us?"
MMP! ...The old Taoist priest was cursing in his heart, but he still forced out a smile, faced everyone's gaze, and said:
"This person is a descendant of the Yuezhou calligraphy family. Since he was in Lanzhou recently, he came to participate in the grand gathering. Pindao was also about to land on the island, so he met this young master by chance. I am not familiar with him, I am not familiar with him, hahaha..."
People from Yuezhou?
Heir of the calligraphy family?
Upon hearing these two keywords, the believers were all startled, and then suddenly understood.
No wonder he was so embarrassed, he turned out to be a monk from the neighboring state. As for the calligrapher... most of these people in the world lacked the ability to distinguish, but many of them knew about the contention of a hundred schools of thought in the past.
Inherent impression: Calligraphers are the kind of monks from the Qi sect who have a long history and rich ancestors, but rarely show up later.
"It turns out that he was a member of the 'Hundred Schools of Thoughts' back then. No wonder he looked literate." Someone suddenly realized.
"It's really different from the rough guys like us. When you come to the meeting, you bring maids and guards with you. What a treat." A martial artist was envious.
The entertainer was obviously startled for a moment, and then sneered:
"A young master from Yuezhou is quite unusual."
Ji Ping'an looked calm:
"I heard that the saints in the sect are beautiful and want to choose a husband in Lanzhou. How could I miss it? I just didn't expect that the Lanzhou sect has declined so much that all kinds of ugly people can come to fight for it."
"You dare to insult me?!" The opera artist was stung by the word "ugly" and immediately became furious.
Ji Ping'an's eyes were contemptuous and his expression was arrogant, perfectly portraying a young man with great ancestry:
"So what if I humiliate you?"
Humiliating you, so what?
Hiss... Hearing these fluttering words, the faces of the believers present changed, and even the blind old Taoist was stunned for a moment.
Although the contact along the way was brief, Ji Pingan's impression on him was still relatively gentle, but he didn't expect that his true personality could be so domineering.
Living in the unfamiliar Lanzhou, facing the Cai Opera Master who was obviously not easy to mess with, he was so tough and merciless.
Why? Just rely on that guard?
No... First of all, defeating the ape looks fierce, but in fact, it doesn't mean much.
First of all, orangutans are just "pets" with low sanity after all, and cannot be compared with real warriors.
Secondly, the man-ape fought several times in a row, and this punch was also aimed at him. Strictly speaking, it was a sneak attack by the guard.
And there is no care in doing mental arithmetic.
Besides, the really powerful ones are the performers. That can only be because this calligrapher is confident in his own strength.
The blind old Taoist glanced at the book on the table with his blind eyes, and suddenly realized something.
Yes!
Everyone thought that Cai Xishi was the only one who wanted to establish prestige at today's banquet, but little did they know that this Yuezhou River-crossing Dragon also had the intention of establishing prestige!
The colorful opera performer stepped on them to establish his authority, and Ji Ping'an used the colorful opera performer to establish his prestige.
Some smart people present also reacted and felt awe-inspiring, but they were more happy to see more success.
The dragon crossing the river versus the local snake is interesting.
"Okay, okay..."
Hearing this, the opera master suddenly laughed, but there was no joy in the laughter, but a bit of madness.
At the same time, the robe on his body began to shake and slowly expand, as if something was about to break out of its shell.
The aura around him was also rising steadily. Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows and reached out to press the book on the table. A battle was about to break out.
However, at this moment, a sharp shout interrupted the tense atmosphere.
"What are you doing?!"
Outside the hall, a group of disciples from the Daze Sect were opening the way, and an old man in dark green robes came from the middle. He was so angry that he suppressed the entire audience in an instant.
"Head of the Daze Sect!"
"Master of Qianjiao Island!"
Amidst the exclamations, the believers remembered that there was a host for tonight's banquet, but he had not arrived yet.
The actor was about to take action, but was suddenly locked tightly by a force of energy. His whole body froze, and he felt a basin of cold water being poured down on him, and his anger instantly subsided.
He twisted his neck inch by inch and looked at the green-robed island owner who was approaching, his face uncertain.
Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows with complicated eyes.
"The holy sect gathers, banquets are held, and brothers in the sect fight with each other. How can this be appropriate?!"
The green-robed island master scolded, his eyes like lightning scanning the entire place.
Next to him, a disciple of the Daze Sect who had stayed here suddenly came forward and quickly explained the situation.
After hearing what had happened, the leader of the Daze Sect looked at Ji Ping'an and the others with surprise in his eyes.
He nodded and didn't say anything. Instead, he turned to look at the performer and said:
"Since you initiated this matter and you are responsible for it, it is fair. Come on, please carry this ape-man down for treatment, and the rest of you can go back to their seats."
Cai Xishi's face was full of reluctance, but facing the island owner who was sitting in the well realm, he did not dare to get angry and just gave Ji Ping'an a hard look.
Someone carried the unconscious ape away, and the master of Qianjiao Island stepped up to the throne, preached as usual, and presided over the banquet.
The turmoil ended abruptly, as if it had never happened. However, almost no one present could hear it, and they were all reminiscing about the conflict.
at the same time.
Everything that happened in the hall began to spread to the outside world through some disciples of the Daze Sect or the Four Holy Sects.
…
The inner hall of Daze School.
The lights are bright.
After the island owner left, the remaining members of the Four Saints of Lanzhou did not leave, but were patiently waiting for follow-up news.
The dwarf huddled in the armchair, feeling depressed, and the white flag hung down listlessly.
The old god of the corpse witch is here, sitting back in the chair, with his eyes closed, as if he is taking a nap, but his withered hands are constantly rubbing the white bones and skull staff that can detect people.
"At this time, the island owner should have arrived. I don't know what happened." Someone broke the dullness.
Although everyone guessed that Cai Xishi must be the one to establish his authority, no one could tell how the other powerful people would respond.
Considering that these people will become "compatriots" within the church in the future, some necessary attention is still needed.
"Da da da……"
At this time, footsteps were approaching quickly. The old man, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyelids, stared at the disciples of the Four Holy Sects walking outside the door with one red eye and one green eye, and asked:
"What's going on? Is the head of Daze already here?"
The man nodded:
"The owner of the island is hosting a banquet, and the chaos has been suppressed. As expected, the showman got angry."
The Corpse Witch smiled and said:
"How do Master Poison Dragon and others react?"
The latter immediately told the story of how the Cai Xi master sent his disciples to provoke him, first injuring the martial artist, angering others, and then taking the opportunity to test the past along the way.
The corpse witch smiled even brighter, facing the admiring gazes of his companions. He felt that he knew everything like a god, and everything was developing according to his guess. He smiled and said:
"Have you finally found the blind Taoist? If I expected it to be true, did he retreat?"
The latter said "yes" with a look of admiration:
"The old gentleman knows things well. The blind man did avoid fighting, but..."
"but?"
"However, a young master from Yuezhou who is said to be a 'descendant of calligraphy' came to fight."
Then, the disciple carefully and vividly described how the blind old man moved coquettishly and how the orangutan attacked brazenly, but was seriously injured by Fang Shijie and fell into coma.
Later, when faced with the showman's attack, Ji Ping'an described the story of how he responded domineeringly.
There was only a moment of silence in the hall.
"That's what it is."
When the disciple finished speaking, he raised his head and was surprised to find that a group of middle- and high-level monks in the sect were all silent.
And looked at the old corpse witch with complex eyes.
For a long time, the lips on the dwarf's ugly face moved:
"It seems different from what you guessed."
The corpse witch's face was expressionless, and the hand holding the skull staff suddenly tightened, and his brows furrowed:
"Heir of the calligraphy family?"
…
Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, single nobles...
(End of chapter)
