When Ji Beichen heard this, he frowned. Why did this official force the people to come here?
Since ancient times, there has been an unwritten rule in the world of cultivation that the Immortal Sect should not disrupt worldly affairs. There are countless corrupt officials like Magistrate Kong who do harm to the people in order to achieve their goals, but the Immortal Sect cannot interfere. But now that Chenghuan Sect has intervened and led many monks to tragic deaths, this matter is no longer simple!
Ji Beichen made up his mind to help the Li family and his daughter. He must not let Magistrate Na Kong succeed, and he must find out the person behind the scenes. After Ji Beichen thought about it, he continued to use his spiritual consciousness to listen to the conversation between the two.
In the garden, Li Kuisheng had already begun to scold Zhao Bai'er: "The Zhao family is really cruel now! The Mu family is missing, and Mu Qing's baby is weak, so the Zhao family wants to blackmail the emperor and order the princes! Brother Zhao Ji has just passed away, That little good-for-nothing Zhao Baier actually colluded with that young man, and really ruined our ancestors!"
Although Zhao Qier was taken away from the sword by her adoptive father, her anger towards Magistrate Kong was not eliminated. At this time, I heard my adoptive father scolding Zhao Bai'er, and I knew that my adoptive father was suffering from something he couldn't express.
Seeing her adoptive father being so angry made Zhao Qier feel even more uncomfortable. It's all because of her lack of ability. She couldn't defeat those monks, couldn't protect her adoptive father, and couldn't defend the mountains left behind by her master.
Thinking of this, Li Qi'er had a lonely look on her face and said in frustration: "I have mastered the sword skills taught to me by my master. If I had learned the mental skills back then, I wouldn't be as good at it now..."
Hearing this, Ji Beichen couldn't help but become curious about Zhao Qier. When Zhao Qier welcomed him in, he had secretly noticed Li Qier's hands.
Zhao Qier is tall, fair-skinned, and has slender hands and skin as bright as jade. With such a white jade hand, there are varying degrees of wear on the tiger's mouth and index finger of his right hand. It is obvious at a glance that he is a person who often practices swordsmanship. But he could tell from Master Li's body shape and arms that Master Li should be a boxing master practicing foreign martial arts, but he didn't know who the "master" Li Qier mentioned was?
But what Li Qi'er said about not learning the mental method explained the reason why Ji Beichen didn't detect the true energy from her.
In the mortal world, there are many people with superb martial arts skills. A first-rate master in the world is equivalent to the fifth level of Qi Condensation, a top master is equivalent to the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and the strongest swordsman in the world like Li Qier is equivalent to the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation at best. With such a comparison of strength, Li Qi'er really couldn't beat Zhao Bai'er.
"After so many years, you are still thinking about cultivating immortals. Isn't it true that your master is so powerful..." When Li Kuisheng said this, his face darkened and he sighed, as if he was remembering something that caused him pain.
Although Li Qier was in a low mood, she hated seeing her foster father sad the most. At this time, she cheered up and forced a smile on her face: "Father, with this dragon sand, I can find the secret realm and I can definitely save the master. from!"
Li Qier raised her hand and shook the bag of soil in front of Li Kuisheng's eyes, which Ji Beichen asked Li Kuisheng to bring to him.
"Qier is interested." Li Kuisheng knew that Li Qier was comforting himself. Regardless of whether the soil was real dragon sand, even if it was real, they were not of the Ji family's blood, so how could they open the secret realm of the Ji family at will? ?
Li Kuisheng couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the smile on Li Qier's face that was uglier than crying. After so many years, she is still the little girl chasing after him and calling him "Brother Kuisheng"!
Thinking of this, Li Kuisheng raised his hand to caress Li Qier's pretty face. In a flash of thought, his hand was fixed on Li Qier's cheek. His right hand, which was particularly rough from forging iron, silently turned a corner in the air and silently returned it to his side.
"Qier, please go back to your room. It's important to prepare for the dinner." Li Kuisheng suddenly concealed his smile, turned his wrist, returned the spirit sword in his hand to Li Qier, turned around and left the garden.
"Brother Kuisheng, when will you let go..." Li Qier stared blankly at Li Kuisheng's back, recalling the deep affection and subconscious actions in his eyes just now, and shook her head.
The "ambiguous" interaction between the two was clearly visible to Ji Beichen. Ji Beichen had asked Zhuang Li about the two of them before, and he also knew that Zhuang Li had a lot of helplessness when he recognized Li Qier as his "adopted daughter".
For more than ten years, although the two have become more and more romantically involved, Master Li has never been able to break the promise he made to Li Qier's parents. He doesn't know when this bad relationship will come to fruition. !
At this time, Ji Beichen had followed the young man to the main hall of Jianzhuang. He remembered his previous promise to Master Li, so he asked the young man for pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Ji Beichen wrote his birthday on rice paper. He folded the paper carefully and asked the boy to hand it to Master Li.
Ji Beichen knew that Master Li didn't want to see guests at this time, so he didn't stop any longer and asked the boy to say something before leaving the Jianzhuang.
When Ji Beichen returned to the inn in the town, the sun had already set. Ji Beichen knew that Magistrate Kong's carriage was coming soon, so he went back to his room to change clothes, and later he would talk to Zhao Bai'er about Juhe Jianzhuang.
Ji Beichen took off the sword on his back and the blue robe he was wearing. After a bumpy afternoon, Ji Beichen broke out in a thin sweat. He didn't have time to take a shower at this time, so he had to find a clean underwear to change into.
Ji Beichen thought about the dinner for a while. It was inconvenient for him to dress up as a monk, so he chose a two-color gold double python and bright red arrow sleeves suit from the storage ring.
This set of clothes was forced on him by Mu Qing before he left, saying that he could wear it when he was away from home and on formal occasions. At that time, Ji Beichen thought that the color of this dress was too high-profile and should not be used. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.
It was the first time for Ji Beichen to wear the arrow-sleeved suit. Fortunately, it was not too cumbersome and he was dressed neatly in no time. Ji Beichen changed his clothes and began to tie his hair. He first combed his hair, wrapped the roots of his hair with a hair tie to form a bun, then used a hairpin to stabilize the bun, and finally put on a purple jade cap. Golden crown.
Ji Beichen stood in front of the bronze mirror and felt his eyes light up. The man in the mirror is dressed in bright red, which makes his face look like peach petals and his eyes are like eyes. The gold-painted collar and cuffs make him look extraordinary. The golden python embroidered with two-color gold thread on his body shows his noble status.
Ji Beichen looked at himself in the mirror and was not satisfied. He thought for a moment, picked up the eyebrow pencil in front of the mirror, and put a few strokes on the peaks of his eyebrows. His pair of slender sword eyebrows immediately turned into soft crescent eyebrows. He also dipped some rouge and gouache on them. On the lips.
Looking again at this moment, the man in the mirror immediately changed from a handsome nobleman with a jade face to a suave and rich young man!
Ji Beichen felt that everything was packed and was about to go out to find Zhao Bai'er. Suddenly he felt something was missing in his hand, so he rummaged through the storage ring for a long time and found a folding fan.
This folding fan was given to him by his old friend Yan Mingxiu when they met yesterday. Although it is not the famous "Autumn Wind Sad Painting Fan", it is still very unique!
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The Yanyue Valley in midsummer is simply a blessed place on earth. The pastures are lush, the water flows, the sun shines around the valley, the sea of flowers all over the mountains and plains intoxicates the heart, waterbirds chase under the blue sky, the green lakes set off the lush green peaks, the towering mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and you can see the beautiful scenery from a high place. Take.
Wang Yuanting was dressed in green clothes, holding a black iron fan in his hand, standing on the bamboo raft, propelled by his true energy, passing through the clouds and fog, and swimming in the rippling blue lake, feeling very leisurely and contented.
He looked up at the mountain scenery and became interested for a moment. He put the folding fan around his waist and played the jade flute in his hand. The melodious flute sound echoes in the quiet valley, sometimes as ethereal and beautiful as dreamy flowers, sometimes as clear and crisp as splashing like a clear spring, making people intoxicated.
After the song ended, Wang Yuanting looked up at the sky and saw a cloud of purple air flying from the east of the sky. His handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed and he hurriedly collected the jade Xiao.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yuanting threw the Xuan Iron Fan from his waist and instantly used his magical weapon Xuan Ming Fan. He rose up with the fan and faced the purple light.
Two groups of light, one golden and one purple, gradually approached, and when they collided, the golden light was instantly extinguished. Wang Yuanting jumped up, stepped firmly on the purple light, hugged the woman on the purple magic weapon, and asked happily: "Junior Sister Qingxi, why are you here?"
Shen Qingxi didn't answer his question, so she grabbed his arm and bit him hard.
Wang Yuanting felt his shoulders get wet. He held back the pain and looked at Keren'er in his arms with confusion. He hadn't seen her for just a few days and didn't know why she was so angry. He leaned down and asked in a low voice: "Why is Qingxi so angry?" in this way?"
Seeing that he didn't blame her, Shen Qingxi's delicate cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly defended: "You still ask me back? This time you left me alone again, I want to ask you why?"
Wang Yuanting didn't know how to answer, so he was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled and coaxed her as usual: "Okay, okay, my fault. Qingxi, please stop frowning, your little face must be ugly."
That day, he had many forces entrenched in Wuyou Town. Now, Cangxu sent out a mountain, and for a while, there were a cloud of masters, hiding dragons and crouching tigers. He could still escape unscathed by himself, but with Shen Qingxi by his side, he would have more worries.
Seeing that he was trying to deal with it again, Shen Qingxi snorted coldly, twisted her waist slightly to avoid Wang Yuanting's arm around her waist, and drove straight towards the towering peaks in the valley with the magic weapon Soul Seizing Bell.
Not long after, the two reached the top of the peak, and the Yan Yue Sect's palace was in front of them. Along the way, Shen Qingxi's little face remained tense, not as easy to fool as before.
Wang Yuanting was immediately anxious. Just as he was about to explain, Yan Yueli walked out of the main hall.
Seeing Wang Yuanting's dilemma, Yan Yueli dissipated a little from the annoyance he had been holding in his chest for the past few days. He persuaded with a smile: "Senior Sister Shen, please be patient. Since senior brother is back, let him talk about Wuyou Town first, and then It’s not too late to question him!”
Shen Qingxi hesitated slightly, but still nodded in agreement. Although she was angry in her heart, she also felt that what Yan Yueli said was reasonable. She had been angry with Wang Yuanting for many days, and everyone was back and she was worried that he might escape.
Wang Yuanting showed a grateful smile and followed the two of them into the main hall. He told the whole story about Wuyou Town. At the same time, he also pointed out that the young woman Yan Yueli had seen before was actually a person, and that she and Ji Beichen were just brother and sister.
Shen Qingxi has lived in seclusion in Lihun Valley for many years and has never understood much about worldly affairs. She was confused by Wang Yuanting's words, but she still knew that the purpose of the palace master letting the two go down the mountain was to inform Ji Beichen about practicing the Yanyue Sect's skills. Obviously Wang Yuanting Didn't do it.
She immediately asked Wang Yuanting: "So, senior brother didn't tell Ji Beichen about his practice of Yan Yuezong's skills?"
"I did not inform him." Wang Yuanting did not defend himself and bowed to Yan Yueli to apologize. This was the first time that he failed to do what the palace master told him. Even if Shen Qingxi didn't say anything, he would take the initiative to apologize.
"Elder brother, there is no need to be polite. Yan Mingxiu is a difficult person to deal with. I will just go there myself." Yan Yue smiled knowingly after saying this. She did not expect that the small Wuyou Town would cause such a turmoil because of Ji Beichen's arrival. , it’s really getting more and more interesting...
