"Crack!"
One leg of the Eight Immortals Table carved from peach wood cracked with a soft sound.
Ji Yiyun swept his consciousness and discovered that the culprit was actually an old hand. He felt a little uneasy in his heart. Wouldn't this old palace master become angry from shame?
However, Ji Yiyun didn't keep his mouth shut. He sighed slightly and said, "It's a pity that the table was broken like this!"
"What's the pity? You might as well tell me!" The old palace master raised his hand and threw away the crumbs in his hand.
Ji Yiyun looked at the debris scattered on the ground. He muttered to himself deep in his heart that the Eight Immortals Table was too miserable. Not only did the old master crush one leg of the Eight Immortals Table, but he also spread the debris, which completely broke the bones. Flying ashes!
Ji Yiyun, who witnessed the whole process, was shocked in his heart. He glanced at the old palace master and was a little scared. He also wanted to fight to the end, but his strength did not allow it.
Ji Yiyun coughed slightly and said: "Ahem! Of course it's a pity. I feel sorry for you, Master!"
The old palace master didn't even raise his head, lowered his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and said lightly: "It's just a table, it's nothing to me. If you want it, there are peach trees all over the place!"
He raised his right hand and pointed at a peach tree in the distance. His fingertips popped out, and a dazzling light flashed through, and then divided into countless sharp sword energy. Update without error@
"clank……"
The sword energy is like a rainbow, criss-crossing, like golden drums ringing in unison, thousands of swords firing in unison, the brilliance flashing, sweeping across the peach forest in the distance.
"Puff puff……"
The falling petals shattered and turned into fly ash. The young leaves that sprouted on the branches of the peach trees were dismembered together with the branches. The sawdust flew like shreds of paper. Only the main trunks of hundreds of peach trees were left standing alone, like tombstones of peach trees.
"Buzz..."
Countless rays of flashing sword energy merged into one, forming a stream of light that flashed past and cut off hundreds of peach wood trunks in an instant.
Hundreds of peach wood trunks, wrapped in that light, soared into the sky.
"Refining!" The old palace master shouted in Ji Yiyun's ears. The sound was not loud, but it was like a yellow bell hitting his ears. It was deafening and made Ji Yiyun's eardrums hurt.
That ray of light turned into a Tao fire, igniting hundreds of peach wood trunks. High in the sky, the fire lit up the sky, like a sun hanging high in the sky, covering up the light of the bright moon and stars, and the fiery breath rushed towards the face.
All this was completed in the blink of an eye. Hundreds of peach trees disappeared, leaving only one table leg that was the same as the Eight Immortals Table, shining with divine light.
"brush!"
Under the wave of the old palace master, the table leg flew back, and then the divine light restrained, and the table leg became ordinary. He pressed it on the broken table leg, and the two merged into one, and the Eight Immortals Table became Intact.
The divine light here shines brightly, but it is covered by the old palace master. From the outside, all you can see is the peach forest scenery as always, with petals falling as usual.
This scene made Ji Yiyun's eyelids twitch and he was also a little speechless. The purpose of the old master of the palace was obvious, just to show him, and he made a crazy hint to Ji Yiyun, as if to say: Don't mess with me, I am the one you can't afford to offend at the moment.
The old master of the palace was a proud old man. He didn't say anything, but instead took out his anger on the Eight Immortals table, then peeled the peach wood and made a new table leg. Anyone who is not a fool can understand the meaning of his expression.
Ji Yiyun knocked on the table and glanced at the leg of the Eight Immortals Table with a strange expression. It was obviously an ordinary Eight Immortals Table, but now it had an extra precious leg.
Although the other three table legs looked the same as the one just now, there was no difference between them, but as a live audience, Ji Yiyun found this combination to be nondescript and a bit weird no matter how he looked at it.
Ji Yiyun stared at the table leg just now, glanced at the bare land in the distance, slightly pulled out the corner of his mouth, turned to look at the old palace master, and asked: "Senior, don't you feel a little strange?"
The old palace master raised his glass and wanted to drink. Hearing this, he drank in the glass for a while, then put it down. He looked at Ji Yiyun and frowned and asked, "What's so strange?"
"A table with only one precious leg is very strange in itself! Even if it has two symmetrical precious legs, or four identical precious legs, it's fine, but here's the problem!" Ji Yiyun complained.
"...?".
Hearing this, the old palace master's white eyebrows jumped wildly. He pursed his lips and looked at Ji Yiyun again, pinched his fingers, and really wanted to crack Ji Yiyun's head open to see what its structure was.
For example, the old palace master said that I kill people without blinking an eye, but Ji Yiyun asked the old palace master whether his eyes should be dry or not.
He made so many hints, but they were all in vain. To Ji Yiyun, these were no different than playing the harp to a cow.
In the end, the old master of the palace did not take action or threaten Ji Yiyun. Instead, he sighed and said helplessly: "Can't you respect the senior?"
"That's wrong. I personally respect you very much, but on a matter-of-fact basis, if you ask me about my opinion on the ancient path of the human race, and the questions that arise from it, shouldn't I be objective?
And I have brought myself into the identity of the human race. The topic just now cannot represent me personally. For now, this topic is not over yet, so you can't say that I disrespect my predecessors! "
Ji Yiyun talks eloquently and avoids the important things. He seems to be like an outsider who really looks at things objectively.
"Huh..." The old palace master was silent. He took a deep breath, exhaled a breath of turbid air, with an expressionless face, raised his eyelids, and said calmly: "Then continue talking!"
Ji Yiyun blinked, raised his glass and took a sip of Pantao Old Wine, then smiled and said, "I'm done!"
"Bang!" The old master of the palace slapped the table and stared at Ji Yiyun. His blood was rising, his face was flushed, and green smoke was rising from his head. But he said calmly: "I advise you to think about it before you speak!"
Ji Yiyun was frightened when he saw the smoke coming from the old master's seven holes. He sat upright and asked weakly: "Senior, are you really angry?"
"I'm not angry!" The old palace master said lightly. Although he said this, he stared straight at Ji Yiyun. In his cloudy eyes, the divine light flickered like a burning flame.
When Ji Yiyun saw this, he suddenly felt a little bad. He was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. He couldn't help but secretly complained: This is what happened. This old man was really angry. He didn't have a perfect answer. He was probably going to be hung up and beaten.
"Senior, come and have a drink to calm down!" Ji Yiyun picked up the wine jar, filled the old palace master with flat peach laosa, raised his glass respectfully, and greeted him with a smile.
The old master of the palace did not touch the wine glass, but looked at Ji Yiyun quietly. He was unmoved by his smiling face while toasting, and said calmly: "I told you, I'm not angry, and I don't dare to have a junior like you. I want to live a little longer!"
He gave Ji Yiyun a meaningful smile, and then said: "You'd better think about how to talk about the ancient path of the human race, otherwise... you know!"
Ji Yiyun Ji Yiyun's smile stiffened and she said awkwardly, "Junior doesn't quite understand what you mean!"
"No! You understand!" The old palace master firmly disagreed and gave up. He glanced at the people on the side. Little Black Bear, Li Yunlong, and Pang Bo were already showing signs of waking up. _o_m
Ji Yiyun took a sip of the stuffy drink, which tasted like chewing wax. He naturally understood the meaning of the old palace master's glance. It was telling him that if he couldn't answer before everyone woke up, don't blame him for being rude and cut him off. To relieve my unhappiness.
Ji Yiyun pretended to be free and easy, drank the glass in one gulp, and said calmly: "Is this really the case? As a senior, why do you have to embarrass me, a junior!"
The old palace master said calmly: "Time is running out!"
"..."
Ji Yiyun sighed slightly, then poured himself a glass of Pantao Old Wine, took a sip, put down the glass, pretended not to care, smiled, and continued to talk, saying: "This ancient road of the human race, in the post-desolate ancient era, is better than the Beidou human race. In other words, there is another meaning.
Because in the post-desolate ancient times, it was difficult for practitioners to practice under the suppression of Beidou's Dao Law. There were only a few Dao Kings who killed them, and there was even less one among the billions who became a saint.
This ancient road of the human race can lead to many stars outside the territory. Compared with the Beidou, the laws of the avenues of some stars are relatively loose, and some stars have even more explicit avenues.
In this way, this ancient road of the human race is the source of blessing for the Beidou human race. As long as you set foot on the starry sky, your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. When those who have not died in battle return to Beidou, they will not say they have achieved enlightenment and become emperor, but becoming a saint is For sure.
Therefore, this ancient road of the human race can be said to be the inheritance of the Beidou human race. These are different from the inheritance of scriptures and secrets, but a kind of inheritance of cultivation.
, to avoid the embarrassing situation of having all the scriptures and secret techniques but no one can practice them! "
Ji Yiyun paused, looked at the old palace master and asked tentatively: "Senior, is my opinion acceptable?"
The old palace master nodded, raised his glass to drink happily, put down the glass, seemed to have thought of something, then shook his head, and said with a straight face: "Original insights are not considered, they can only be regarded as ordinary, just so-so!"
Ji Yiyun asked uncertainly: "Did I pass the test?"
"Do you think you passed the test?" After the old palace master said this, he looked at Ji Yiyun and remained silent. Then he quietly raised his glass and drank the flat peach wine without saying a word. Instead, he tapped the table with his other hand.
Ji Yiyun smiled and said: "I think it's okay!"
The old palace master still didn't speak, stood up silently, and then raised his hand, which scared Ji Yiyun to stand up and take a step back.
The old palace owner raised his hand for a moment, feeling that it was interesting, and asked with a smile: "What are you hiding from?"
"If senior wants to beat up junior, even though he can't hide, he still has to show off!"
When Ji Yiyun saw that there was no follow-up, he was a little suspicious and didn't know what the old palace master meant by raising his hand.
"How can I still bully you, a junior, when you keep yelling at me as a senior?" The old palace master looked at Ji Yiyun's cautious look and became angry.
"Then what does senior mean by raising his hand?" Ji Yiyun did not step forward, but continued to take a few steps back.
"I don't want to get angry with you, so I can't see you!"
The old palace owner waved away the Pantao Old Wine, and sent the Eight Immortals table and chairs back to the yard of the house far away. He glanced at Ji Yiyun, turned around and walked away.
Ji Yiyun saw that the old palace master really didn't teach him a lesson. He put his hands on his back and walked tremblingly towards the distant house. Ji Yiyun became bolder and shouted from behind: "Senior, you can leave, but the wine can stay. You said please I drink!”
"...?" The old palace master didn't pause, turned his head and glanced, then waved and threw the jar of flat peach wine over.
Ji Yiyun said with a playful smile: "You gave me the whole jar, so why are you so embarrassed! Next time I have time, I'm looking for a senior to drink!"
He said he was sorry, but his hands were not at all embarrassed. He caught the sprinkling altar, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he found that there was Qiankun inside, which could hold a lake of water. There was still a small amount of wine in it, which could be drank for a while.
Ji Yiyun put the wine jar into his body and sealed it up. The old palace master didn't respond. He looked up at the house in the distance. The old palace master had disappeared.
"Senior, are you still there?" Ji Yiyun shouted to the house in the distance.
However, the house in the distance was quiet, and the old palace master did not respond at all. As he said, he was out of sight and out of sight. He didn't know that he was still hiding from Ji Yiyun after leaving this place.
"I still want to return the gift!" Ji Yiyun underestimated.
After calling several times, there was still no response, so Ji Yiyun had no choice but to give up and go back to the crowd to lie down, feeling happy and drinking some wine. Thinking about the next time I see the old palace master, I will send him back to him again.
In fact, Ji Yiyun said those words on purpose, just to test the personality of the old master of Qishi Academy. He was reassured by the white-clothed god king Jiang Taixu and Wei Yi who knew everything about them. Update without error@
However, in the original plot, the old master of Qishi Academy did not appear as much as Wei Yi, and there was no explanation of his personality. Therefore, Ji Yiyun made this move, but it was not necessary.
After all, it would be too easy for a saint-level figure to manipulate Ji Yiyun. Even if Ji Yiyun tried his best, it would be of no avail and he would not be able to resist at all.
Ji Yiyun asked himself that he could not do this without sacrificing himself for others. He wanted to safely send out the Great Emperor's scriptures and the Nine Secrets, so that the old palace master could always take a step forward and gain some benefits by the way, but all this must be done under the premise of ensuring safety.
After a while, the little black bear was the first to wake up from the state of enlightenment. He originally wanted to please Ji Yiyun, but found that the distance was bare and a large area of peach trees had disappeared.
The little black bear scratched his head, raised his paw, pointed into the distance, and asked doubtfully: "Master, did any monster eat those peach trees?"
"Yes! An old monster came and wanted to eat you all, so I beat him away!" Ji Yiyun laughed.
The little black bear patted his chest with his paw, and said with some fear: "It's too scary... Is that old monster so powerful? Neither are you, master.
If you can kill him, let him run away! "
Ji Yiyun joked: "Yes! He is much more powerful than his teacher!"
"Then how did the master fight off the monsters?" Little Black Bear wondered, how could a monster that was more powerful than the master still be beaten away? He couldn't figure it out.
"Why do you ask so many questions?" Ji Yiyun knocked the little black bear on the head, but still answered his question, and then said: "I beat him away with my mouth!"
"Is this okay?" The little black bear was shocked and turned into a little dumb bear, looking dumbfounded.
"Ahem... Of course you can't! Just be a teacher!" Ji Yiyun pinched the little black bear's furry face, but felt it was inappropriate. This would teach the children bad things, and then said: "But... most of them still have to rely on strength. , you can’t just rely on your words, otherwise, if you encounter an opponent who is more powerful than you, you will die without knowing how, do you understand?”
At this time, Pang Bo woke up and heard the second half of the sentence. He was a little confused and asked: "Yiyun, what did you say, life and death?". Update without error@
