The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 113 Excuse me, where is the banquet hall? (two in one)

Different from the domineering and fierce fist of the servant in Tsing Yi, when Ji Ping'an's fist came out, he couldn't see the slightest power.

Even, due to the lack of hard work, the left hand with well-proportioned joints, fine skin and tender flesh, and neatly manicured nails looks like a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken.

It is in stark contrast to Wufu who has practiced boxing for many years.

This loose fist can probably only be described as "fancy fist and embroidered legs", but the servant in Tsing Yi did not dare to be careless, his eyes were suddenly vigilant.

The two sides have fought for hundreds of rounds just now, and he has formed a basic impression of Ji Pingan:

His cultivation base is not high, but his manipulation of spells is extremely precise, he has some special body skills, and he has a very deep understanding of martial arts.

This kind of person suddenly said "I won't hide anymore", would he believe it?
It's just that if he said how strong the opponent's punch was, he didn't think so.

It is more inclined to a certain tactic, or a pretense, such as pretending to punch, but in fact it is still dodging... This is the judgment made by an experienced warrior.

"Good time!" However, amidst many thoughts, he still chose to deal with it like a dragon, attacking the mountain head-on.

The Twelve Bronze Fist is based on the strong and fierce Vajra Fist. There is no retreat, and one punch is either dead or disabled. In many practice systems, it takes the path of "breaking the law with strength".

The blue-clothed servant exerted his strength suddenly, and with a bang, the blue bricks at his feet shattered like spider webs.

It was as if a strange bird had swooped towards Ji Pingan, vowing to punch this troublesome young man into the ground with one punch.

Ji Pingan didn't dodge or dodge, he just raised his fist to greet him.

One is slightly "weak and delicate", and the other has rough joints, which are in sharp contrast.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two punched brazenly, the servant in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, surprised that the other party really didn't dodge, just like what he said, "don't dodge".

Then there was ecstasy, with the martial artist's arrogance, he was confident that this punch was enough to knock out the opponent.

The Jupiter Star Official is good at healing, but not good at attacking and defending. This is common sense that everyone knows.

However, in the next second, the expected blood and flesh flying, screaming and violent retreat did not happen, and even the place where the two fists collided did not even set off a wave of air.

The ancient well has no waves.

wrong!

The blue-clothed servant had a warning sign in his heart, and his face changed in horror under Ji Pingan's pityful eyes.

A sharp and sharp force tore open his right fist, which was comparable to iron stone, poured into the meridian of his arm, and spread towards his shoulder like a shattering one.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the low crackling sound, the skin on his bronze arm first trembled like water waves, and then it was like a bamboo being pierced and split by an iron spear. The skin was chapped, the blood vessels were broken, and the white bones were looming.

"This is not wood type..." The servant in Tsing Yi was terrified.

Ji Pingan seemed to have glimpsed into his thoughts, and said lightly:

"Who said that the star officials of Muyuan can't use gold-type spells?"

His body is indeed a little weak, in terms of martial arts foundation, it is weak and pitiful, but the key to his punch is not strength, but Taibai Xingguang.

Among the Qiyao, Taibai is the best at attacking, but the strength of the opponent is not enough to restrain his "law".

How can it be? !
The pupils of the servant in Tsing Yi dilated. According to the information he possessed, the other party was an "innate wood form", so why did he use the metal-type spell?

The information is wrong!

The moment this thought popped up, that crushing force crashed into his chest.

"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, and instantly disappeared in front of him with a rumbling sound.

If someone looks down from the sky, they will find that the ground of the garden here has been torn into a long straight line, and the servant in Tsing Yi, who was kicked back with a punch, slammed into the rockery.

After finally stopping the momentum, his legs sank deep into the ground.

go!
Without the slightest hesitation, he twisted his body and wanted to flee, but immediately, he was surprised to find that the yellow mud under his feet was softening and flowing, making it difficult to get out.

In the distance, Ji Ping'an's left fist and five fingers grasped in vain.

It exploded before, and the scattered flames floated up on the ground, piercing through his internal organs in the blink of an eye.

"Earth element...fire element..." The blue-clothed servant was almost out of his wits and couldn't figure it out.

But he no longer had the opportunity to think and ask, the luster in his eyes was extinguished, his head was hanging limply on his chest, and he still maintained the posture of standing against the rockery.

And Ji Pingan, who had successively mobilized the power of Zhen Xing and Ying Huo Xing Chen, was also a little tired, he let out a breath slowly, stepped forward, examined the corpse, and frowned.

Noticed something was wrong.

"Is this dead?"

If this sentence is heard by others, they will probably yell at Versailles. You must know that this seemingly simple method just now is enough to say "the cultivation of Qi is invincible".

But Ji Pingan's focus is not here.

This assassin was indeed stronger than the boatman at Baidi back then, but not much stronger than the assassin at the teahouse.

Although it can be inferred logically that the "female" assassin of the Yaozu was enough to kill him, but it was just bad luck that he bumped into the ruler, but...

"It's still a little weak, but this kind of strength is not enough to make me feel the danger two days in advance."

Ji Pingan fell into thought.

"In addition, although the other party tried their best to suppress the silence, the sound just now was not small. It stands to reason that even if the distance is farther, the rest of the people should have discovered it. Not to mention arriving immediately, why didn't even a star light rise?"

Ji Pingan raised his eyebrows and looked at the slightly gray starry sky above his head.

The surrounding gardens were unusually quiet, not even a single insect chirping.

While thinking about it, he raised his hand to take out the astrolabe, and after a little deduction, he was surprised to find that the position of Zhou Tian Xingdou had shifted.

The experienced Ji Pingan had a guess in his mind:
"Unless someone has set up a formation similar to an enchantment to block this area."

"But if there are still people lurking in the dark, why don't they take action?"

"Unless... this ambush is not all aimed at me, or I am not the key."

While thinking about it, Ji Ping'an's eyes suddenly swallowed starlight, and the star map was outlined in the depths of his pupils.

In an instant, the world in his eyes changed.

Thin, dark gray and near-black mist floated in the silent garden, and an invisible net was covered under the dirty starry sky above.

And the position I am in is the edge of the "net", and the real center is still deeper.

Exhaling slightly, his eyes returned to normal.

Stuffing the ruler into the inner pocket, he grasped it with five fingers.

Not far away, a bamboo broke by itself, and the branches seemed to be cut off by a knife, leaving only a straight bamboo stick, bouncing and sending itself into the young man's hands.

Who could say no to a straight stick?
With this thought in his mind, Ji Pingan smiled and pointed at the corpse with a bamboo stick.

The fine starlight shook off, stimulating the remaining vitality of the corpse, and the wound healed with wriggling.

This was done to cover up the person's "death", or in other words, to erase the traces of his wounds, so as to prevent someone from inferring his abilities based on the injuries.

Immediately, Ji Pingan closed his eyes, raised his bamboo stick, and then lowered it, hitting the path paved with bluestone.

Make a "beep" sound.

With the bamboo stick as the center, circles of light earthy yellow halos slowly spread out, like ripples in a lake, layer upon layer, spreading silently to all directions.

Ji Ping'an turned his head, closed his eyes and looked in a certain direction, pieces of information emerged in his mind, pieced together into a brand new world.

"Got you."

The corner of Ji Pingan's mouth curled up, and he walked with a bamboo stick.

……

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In another garden away from the lights of the crowd, two figures, one big and one small, walked silently.

"How far is it?" Zhao Yuanyang asked suddenly.

The servant at the front said, "It's not far, it's just ahead."

Zhao Yuanyang stopped in his tracks. The little girl carved in pink and jade had a straight face and suspicious eyes. Although she was small, she was not stupid.

It didn't feel right at first, but the more I walked, the more I felt something was wrong.

The servant in front turned around, also holding a lantern in his hand.

He is taller and thinner, and the lantern is so low that half his face is buried in the shadows:

"what happened?"

Zhao Yuanyang was expressionless: "I'm not going."

The servant seemed to smile, and then suddenly there was a wind blowing around, accompanied by dark gray and almost black mist.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding mountains, rocks, streams, pavilions, towers and pavilions were swallowed up, and even the brilliant stars above were dimmed.

The red lantern swayed and trembled in the wind, Zhao Yuanyang's face changed, and he saw the servant in front of him "split".

Like moulting, a piece of soft human skin is torn.

A "person" with abnormally pale skin, thin cheeks, and red eyes emerged.

His mouth was opened in a wide arc, and a slender and forked tongue was slowly spit out.

Monster Race!

Zhao Yuanyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and the little girl didn't panic like her age, and without any hesitation, a brass token slipped out of her sleeve.

The token swirled and fell, and hit the stone slab under his feet with a "ding", cutting half an inch into the stone like cutting tofu.

At the same time, streamers of light gushed out from the token, condensing into a fish with a strange shape.

It is azure in color, its fins are slightly long like a small fan, its eyes are crystal clear, and when its tail swings slowly, wrinkles appear in the space.

The living beings within a radius of ten feet all felt a sense of drowsiness.

Qing Ming Yu has the ability to create and travel through dreams.

While sacrificing the beast, the demon killer in front of him lost his focus and yawned uncontrollably, his eyelids drooping.

Zhao Yuanyang let out a "hehe", and raised his hand contemptuously:
"Little fish, bite it!"

The Qingming fish swayed and swayed, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled to cover the sky and cover the sun. It opened its mouth tens of feet high, swallowing the killer and half of the surrounding garden in one gulp.

This is of course not real, but a dream illusion, but as long as the person in it believes deeply, the soul will be swallowed.

Become the nourishment of Qingming fish.

"The little girl is really good, she shot very decisively." Suddenly, applause came, and Zhao Yuanyang was startled, as if waking up from a dream, and suddenly found that the surrounding scenery had changed.

I still stood where I was, the token was still held in my little hand, and I didn't throw it out.

The garden was still intact, and the white-skinned monster killer stood in front with a smile, the lantern in his hand still swaying.

"Illusion!" Zhao Yuanyang was shocked, realizing that he had fallen into the "dream" created by the other party without knowing it.

Apparently, the killer on the opposite side was also good at this. Zhao Yuanyang's little mind was spinning wildly, and the methods of fighting the enemy taught by Luan Yu in the past floated up one by one, and then slowly settled.

Her small face became much more dignified, and with a twist of her wrist, she threw out another token.

"Boom!"

In the dancing light, a burly giant bear with pure and flawless hair woke up from sleep and stepped out.

The ground under his feet was instantly sunken, with the bear's paw as the core, and the ground suddenly blew frost and snow.

"Crack..."

In the night wind, snowflakes are slowly falling from the sky.Fluttering and sprinkled, one after another.

The temperature plummeted, and the vegetation on the ground was frozen, covered with a shallow layer of "white."

The demon killer finally seemed to be serious, with green flames flowing from his eyes, lighting the ground along his legs, blocking the falling snow and the cold.

"Roar!"

Amidst the deep roar, the palm of the giant bear like a white snow mountain slapped the ground, and ice cones shot up one after another, spreading towards the monster killer in front.

The latter bent his knees and jumped, avoiding the ice pick. The lantern in his hand was swaying. He puffed up a breath and blew hard. The blazing flames poured down and flooded the ground.

But in the blink of an eye, the fire wave was split.

The main pet beast, whose body is surrounded by illusory layers of light, is obviously not comparable to the minor "Green Underworld Fish".

The monster killer was sent flying, and embedded in the courtyard wall. Amidst the smoke and dust, as soon as he pulled it out, he saw a giant bear covering his head.

Immediately, the two sides fought together.

But a more accurate description is being crushed unilaterally.

In just a few dozen breaths, the former garden was razed to the ground.

Zhao Yuanyang stood in the distance, with joy in his eyes, thinking that the killer was too weak, but he just resisted the beating, and it seemed that the Yaozu was not as powerful as Aunt Luan said.

Thinking of this, her little face suddenly froze, and she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Without much hesitation, she dropped the token of "Green Underworld Fish" for the second time - she didn't use it just now, because controlling both ends at the same time would give the enemy an opportunity.

In the blink of an eye, the Qingming fish condensed, and when its tail swung, the messy garden around it wrinkled.

Zhao Yuanyang woke up with a start, and was shocked to find that the messy garden had returned to its original state.

The monster killer was still standing in his original position, without any blood on his body.

He still held the lamp in his hand, but his already pale face became paler.

There was no fire under their feet, but there was indeed a layer of hoarfrost.

In front of the little girl stood a strong white bear, but it seemed to be asleep, with white flames rising from its body, maintaining an aggressive posture, but remained motionless.

The blue qingming fish lay beside her, staring at her like a formidable enemy, its tail constantly swung, tearing apart layers of dreams.

"You are still too young, and your experience is too shallow. Now that you are aware of the first layer of dreams, you should know that there are second and third layers." The monster killer said with a smile.

Zhao Yuanyang's voice trembled slightly:
"It's not your power!"

Her eyes locked on the flickering lamp in the other party's hand, she was slightly absent-minded, and was immediately awakened by the tail of the Qingming fish swimming next to her.

"Snapped!"

Feeling the pain on her cheek, the little girl forcibly looked away, her face became extremely serious, and she said coldly:

"But it's not too late to wake up now."

The blue fish is enough to stop her from falling into hallucinations, and the snow bear can still tear it to pieces.

The demon killer sighed and said:

"What a stubborn little girl, I don't know how it tastes, whether it is delicious or not."

His sharp teeth gleamed in his open mouth, and he said:

"If you don't have enough confidence, do you think I will take risks?"

He snapped his fingers suddenly, and Zhao Yuanyang suddenly lost his vision, and he could no longer see anything, and his surroundings were completely dark.

The little girl turned pale with fright, and suddenly thought of the record in the sect's classics about a certain sorcery that can seal off the five senses.

She suddenly understood why her pet beast stopped moving:

"You sealed its senses!"

"The answer is correct, but there is no reward." The Yaozu killer said with a smile, took a step slowly, and snapped his fingers a second time.

Zhao Yuanyang suddenly lost his sense of smell, and the fishy smell in the wind disappeared.

She backed away in horror, and wanted to release the other beasts, but she was shocked to find that the spirit essence in her body was falling crazily.

She understood that the snowfield bear whose senses were blocked was covered with a layer of dreams, and was constantly drawing her strength to fight against the powerful enemy in the dream.

She started yelling, calling for Luan Yu, trying to attract the attention of outsiders.

"Don't struggle. For tonight, we have deployed two magic tools. This place has been separated, not only blocking the sound and fluctuations of spiritual essence, but also setting up a maze around the periphery. Even if they are detected, they want to find the correct position. It will also take some time.”

The tall and thin killer spoke indifferently, with a triumphant smile, approached slowly, and snapped his fingers for the third time.

"what……"

Zhao Yuanyang opened her mouth wide, but she couldn't make a sound. Her hearing was also blocked, so that her language ability was also deprived.

In her consciousness, she is gradually losing connection with the world.

When a person cannot see the world, cannot hear the sound, cannot smell the smell, cannot taste the taste...it means entering into another form of death.

Zhao Yuanyang, who only had a sense of touch, was full of fear on her delicate and cute face. She realized that the other party had arranged many means to kill her.

When I walked into this garden, I felt like a worm caught in a spider web, struggling in vain, waiting for the approach of death.

For a long time in the past, she thought she was strong.

Because she is very young, but she can tame powerful beasts.

Because of those skills that are difficult to master in the sect, she can learn them after seeing them once.

Because the opportunity that countless disciples have dreamed of, to participate in the God's Capital Awards, is within her reach.

The contestants of the other five sects were not as old as her.

But until now, facing a truly powerful enemy, she realized how naive her previous thoughts were.

Luan Yu, who was like a mother, appeared in front of her eyes, and then Zhao Yuanji, who disliked each other.

Because of her withdrawn personality, she has no friends in the family, and because she lost her relatives since she was a child, she racked her brains before she died, and could only think of these two people.

But neither Aunt Luan nor elder brother was here, and they didn't even know that they were in danger and were about to die.

This made the little girl want to cry.

Even if you give up on yourself, do you feel that no one cares even if you die?

However, at this moment, in despair, she suddenly "heard" a voice.

It's not "listening", but the resonance from Lingsu.

It was as if there was a force in the distance that was constantly shaking the ground, resonating with the spiritual essence in her body through the soil under her feet, through the starlight she bathed in.

That voice is:
"Tuk!"

"Tuk!"

"Tuk!"

It was like the sound of a bamboo stick hitting the ground.

In the quiet and dark garden, the tall and thin monster killer holding a lantern stopped in his tracks, and the smile on his face froze suddenly.

He suddenly raised his head, his gaze passed over Zhao Yuanyang, and he looked behind her.

In the dark gray and almost black mist, a figure gradually became clear.

It was a young man, wearing Si Chen's official robe, his eyes were closed, his face was calm and serene, and he was holding a bamboo stick in his hand, tapping the ground lightly.

Make a sound of "Du" and "Du".

At a certain moment, the voice suddenly stopped, because Ji Pingan opened his eyes.

He looked at the situation in the field, his eyes seemed a little surprised, then smiled, and said a little shyly:
"Excuse me, this garden is too big, I'm a little lost, where is the banquet hall?"

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