The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 124 Analysis of Ji Ping's Tactics 【Subscription】

"Win... Why did that Ji Ping suddenly win? Didn't he exhaust himself? What happened in the end?"

"What exhaustion, I'm afraid it's just a disguise. He played the role of the Huaiyuan scholar, but he didn't lose wrongly. He didn't see many big shots, but he was fooled?"

"It's amazing, is this a cultivator? He really is like a fairy."

"Am I the only one who didn't understand? Can any good man explain how the two sides fought? It's not easy." A warrior asked, patting his head.

A companion next to him said:
"Wait, maybe there will be an expert answer at noon. In the past awards, the engraving bookstore will make an agreement with some deacons and even elders of the Daoist sect to comment on some martial arts competitions and publish them in newspapers.

"At that time, there will be people selling it in gambling houses, hidden sword restaurants and other places, and I will be able to understand it later."

And such a thing?
Many people who watched the grand prize for the first time were surprised, and silently wrote it down, planning to look for it after the morning was over.

Compared with the excited audience, the atmosphere under the pergola of the five sects is somewhat different.

"Ahhh! Eldest Brother has won!"

Mu Yaoyao was so frightened that she covered her eyes with her small hands, she was too worried.

When the dust settled, the little butt jumped up like a fire, and the chest puffed up for a while, as if proud.

"Young master is mighty!" Huang He smiled, but he was not surprised by this. He had never heard of Luo Ning.

The members of the Tianbang squad had burning eyes, and they were a little envious and stressed when they heard the excited shouts of the ministers and supervisors around them.

Ji Pingan got off to a good start for Qin Tianjian, and their pressure doubled accordingly.

"A good card hidden by Marquis Li Jian."

In contrast, the atmosphere in Yunhuai Academy was relatively gloomy. Master Zhang withdrew his gaze and looked at Li Guofeng through the air.

There was a smile in the vicissitudes of the eyes of the chief supervisor:

"Assignment."

Ji Ping'an's victory was within his expectation.Similarly, after this game, doubts about its strength will disappear.

It doesn't matter whether it was smashed with pills or the fake news deliberately released by Qin Tianjian.

In short, the hearts of the disciples at the peak of nourishing Qi from all major sects sank, realizing that there was an extra formidable enemy.

He couldn't help but secretly decided that he would study this fight well from now on.

Under the pergola of the Daomen, Yu Yu blinked, looking expectantly at the Holy Son next to him, and saw him trembling with anger as expected:
"It's just a mere Qi Cultivation Realm competition, how can this group of people be so... so unbearable?"

Shengzi was furious, and felt that the audience this time was not good, they were too idiots, and they cheered for such a boring competition.

At this time, Ji Ping'an had already walked back to the stands along the steps, and received the admiring gazes of a group of young people.

"Are you back?" Xu Xiurong glanced at him, her beautiful eyes were quite resentful.

Ji Pingan was a little puzzled, sat down and asked curiously, "Is there a problem?"

Xu Xiurong gritted her teeth tightly:
"I really want to pry open your head and have a look. It is clear that lying in the yard all day is terribly exhausted. When did you practice the spell to such an extent?"

Ji Pingan thought for a while and said, "There is a secret."

Huh?In an instant, a group of disciples from the Wooden Academy looked over with eagerness on their faces:

"The secret? What is it?"

Even Xu Xiurong was skeptical, with an expression of disbelief on his face, but his ears were pricked up.

Ji Pingan said seriously:

"First, read the introductory practice booklet at least a hundred times."

Read more... Yes, the introductory booklet is simple and basic, but after hundreds of years of tempering, it can be said that every word is perfect...

After reading the book a hundred times, the meaning is self-evident, and there is indeed some truth... Everyone nodded secretly, and couldn't help asking:

"and then?"

The corners of Ji Ping'an's mouth curled up slightly, he picked up a much shriveled fire pineapple and took a bite, jokingly said:
"And then it turns out that it doesn't work."

"..." Everyone turned their heads silently, and continued to watch the rest of the arena.

It's a pity, probably because Ji Ping'an and Luo Ning's match was so exciting and topical.

Even though it was over, the audience on stage still talked about it, and they were obviously absent-minded about the next contest.

As for the cultivation of Qi, there is indeed no match for this one.

There was another group among them, both good at defense. The two confronted each other with their tortoise shells on for an hour, and one of them was defeated with all their strength.

In this way, the competition in the morning is over, and the promoted Qi Yang Jing will be re-drawn from tomorrow.

In the afternoon, there will be a lottery draw and the first round of competition.

……

……

Baita Temple.

Compared with the bustling Daguantai, today's temple is as quiet as ever.

Just at noon, two uninvited guests came outside the gate of the temple, namely:
There are two wandering monks, one old and one young.

They are all dressed in gray monk clothes, bamboo hats and coir raincoats, carrying bags, with gourds hanging around their waists, and they are full of dust.

"Amitabha, may I ask if Brother Xue Ting is in the temple?"

The leader, the old monk whose skin was dark and vicissitudes due to wind and sun, said.

The young monk guarding the gate glanced at him, but he didn't recognize him, and said in surprise:

"Abbot Xueting is in the temple, dare to ask the two Dharma names?"

The old monk with dark skin and vicissitudes put his hands together and said:

"Poor monk Huiming, please inform me."

Huiming... The young monk felt that this name was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while after living in the capital of God for a long time. Seeing his calm and confident tone, he dared not delay:

"Wait a minute, I'll report to the abbot right now."

As he spoke, he turned his head and ran into the monastery, and hurried out again after a short while, with an obviously respectful attitude:

"The abbot invites you to go for a while, please come with me."

The two masters and apprentices stepped over the threshold and when they walked through the clean and elegant front hall, they paid homage to the Buddhist hall.

Only then did he follow into the apse, bypassing a thick clump of bamboo, and arrived outside a meditation room.

"You wait here." The old monk told the little novice.

Immediately, he opened the door and entered the meditation room, and at a glance he saw the monk Xue Ting, who was wearing a blue robe, with eyebrows as white as silkworms lying on his back, and a benevolent face.

The latter was holding a purple sand pot in both hands, filling the teacup, looking up at the dusty monk, and said with emotion:
"Junior brother Huiming is not here to observe the grand prize."

No pleasantries, straight to the point.

Zen Master Huiming gave an "en" and went to sit opposite him, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp, looking as usual:
"Brother's attitude is better than before, and the Dharma is more refined in the future."

Master Xue Ting sighed:
"The Dharma is as profound as the sea, and I am also trapped in the sea without seeing the other side."

Zen Master Huiming had a vicissitudes of face, but his eyes were extremely bright. Hearing this, he said:
"Brother has been trapped here for a long time, how can I see the other side?"

Xue Ting glanced at him, heard the implication, frowned and said:

"Junior Brother has come here from thousands of miles away, so he will not be a lobbyist again, persuading me to return to Southern Tang?"

Zen Master Huiming asked back:
"Brother's Buddhist wisdom root, as long as you are willing to return, and then ask the Lord Buddha to empower you, it will be enough to break the mirror in a day. The so-called sky viewing is not difficult. Why do you spend time in this barren land of Buddhism, and end up with this crippled body?"

Xue Ting was silent for a while, and said:
"Since the younger brother knows that the Dharma here is barren, it is even more important that someone stays here to light a bright lamp."

Huiming shook his head and sighed, but he didn't argue with him anymore. He just took out a letter from his bosom, put it on the tea table, and pushed it forward with his thick black fingers:
"Brother, why don't you think about it after reading this post?"

Xue Ting glanced at the envelope, but did not move.

Just staring at the opposite side, many years ago, my junior brother who worshiped at the gate of Dajue Temple with me, and then traveled around to promote Buddhism, asked:

"What does that mean?"

"The Lord Buddha has a deep understanding of the past and the future, and suddenly has a feeling, saying that Kyushu may undergo major changes that have not been seen in tens of millions of years."

Zen Master Huiming said amazingly:

"At that time, our Buddhist sect will not be able to stay out of the matter, so the Lord Buddha will post a letter in his own hand, send it to all parties, and summon the fellow sects outside to return."

Great changes in Kyushu... Xue Ting was stunned for a moment, and his face became serious.

The contemporary Buddha Lord is an old-fashioned powerhouse in the divine treasure realm, one of the strongest people in Kyushu, and he will never aim at nothing.

"Can you elaborate?" he asked seriously.

Huiming shook his head and said:
"The Lord Buddha also only sees this. Senior brother, you have been trapped in the capital of God for a long time, your cultivation has stagnated, and your lifespan must not be long. Are you really willing to die here, and the rest of you will do nothing all your life? Even if you are determined, you can't do anything." We should try to raise the level of cultivation, so that we can live a few more years, only when people are alive can they have the possibility to display their ambitions."

Xue Ting was silent for a while, did not give an answer, but said:
"Junior Brother has had a hard time traveling, so let's stay in the temple first."

Huiming knew that he didn't want to continue this topic, so he also smiled:
"According to the arrangement of the senior brother, it coincides with the great reward from the capital of the gods, and the poor monk, master and apprentice also join in the fun."

At this time, there were footsteps coming from outside, Xue Ting waved his hand, the door of the meditation room opened slowly, and asked:
"What's the matter?"

The young monk looked at the traveling monk curiously, and said:
"In the morning, the results of the Shendu Grand Prize Competition came out. That Ji Ping'an actually participated, and even beat Scholar Mo Lin. Now it's spreading around the world."

Ji Pingan?Hasn't he only practiced for three months?
Master Xue Ting was stunned for a moment, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the Buddhist stickers on the table:

Throughout the history, the heaven and the earth have changed, and on the eve of the change of dynasties, dragons and snakes have risen from the land.

The old monk was slightly distracted: Kyushu has been peaceful for hundreds of years, is it really going to be a storm again?

……

……

At noon, the Divine City Awards were suspended.

Many spectators in the stands left to go out for food.There are also rich families, princes and nobles, and someone in the mansion sent food boxes over, after all, not all of them.

Most people have to find a restaurant or restaurant to fill their stomachs.

Ji Ping'an and a group of disciples from Muyuan also wandered leisurely, leaving the Grand View Terrace and wandering around the streets of Shendu.

Originally, he wanted to bring that stupid girl Luo Huaizhu with him, but considering that she had a martial arts competition in the afternoon and needed to maintain her condition, she didn't call.

"It's so lively, my lord, everyone on the street is talking about the grand prize." Huang He couldn't help but say as he walked on the street.

Ji Pingan said with a smile: "After all, it is a grand event that has been prepared for a long time."

In ancient times, people lacked entertainment, and only rich people were willing to go to the bar to listen to music. The lives of most common people were extremely boring. For them, practitioners were rare "immortal masters". Who wouldn't love to watch immortals fight?

While talking, a group of people turned into a restaurant.

In order to avoid trouble, they all took off the official Sichen robe when they came out. Although Ji Ping'an is famous, very few people have actually seen his real appearance.

Don't worry about being recognized.

Just sat down and ordered wine and food.

I saw a ten-year-old boy running upstairs, carrying a cloth bag, which was filled with "newspapers" that looked like newspapers in the imperial court, and he looked like a newsboy.

The more elegant title is Xiaolangjun who sells newspapers.

This club plunged into the building and said loudly: "Outsider, outsider, the gods rewarded the contest, 'Mr. He' beat Yunhuai Academy! Exclusive comment from the deacon of the Orthodox Church!"

In the restaurant, there were quite a few people from the rivers and lakes eating outside the Grand View Terrace. When they heard the words, they got excited at the same time and got up to greet them to buy.

Seeing this, Huang He blinked, got up and ran over to grab a copy, and said in surprise:
"Young master, this review is really decent. It seems to be dismantling the tactics between you and Luo Ning. It's written in detail."

"Let me see." Ji Pingan felt a little interest, and curiously took over to watch.

On the printed newspaper, the headline on the front page was his confrontation with Luo Ning.

It's not surprising, after all, "Mr. He" is in the limelight, but it's just unexpected that this report came out too fast.

However, considering that Da Zhou's engraving technology, after his improvement in the past, is extremely efficient, it is not incomprehensible.

At the beginning of the content, I first introduced the background information, the ranking of the two sides on the list, and Ji Ping'an's unexpected entry into the competition, and then, there was a replay analysis of the tactics:
"Although this round of martial arts competition is limited to the cultivation of Qi, it is quite exciting, and it can be called a model for monks to fight against the enemy. Among them, the tactics used by Ji Ping'an are the most essential.

"In the beginning, Luo Ning feigned an attack with his sword. Although the momentum was astonishing, the real purpose was to test, and Ji Sichen drove the puppet to attack. It seemed normal, but in fact, from this step onwards, a trap had been laid.

"The purpose is to give Luo Ning the illusion that the opponent's accumulation is weak, in an attempt to end the fight as soon as possible with a puppet. This strategy is also deceptive enough in conjunction with the fact that Ji Sichen's practice is still short.

"And this misjudgment planted the seeds of disaster for the final defeat.

"Next, Luo Ning was really fooled. He didn't attack by force, but mainly defended. Here he also displayed a brilliant technique, which is 'Ming Xiu Plank Road and Dark Chen Cang. Feet buried in the ground, trying to pinch, but Ji Sichen had already noticed it and avoided it early.

"Then, the two sides grabbed the sword in melee, and Luo Ning released his sword energy to cut off the puppet. It can be seen that Huaiyuan's swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary. If he chooses to attack by force at the beginning, it may not be impossible to win. Unfortunately, one wrong step, one wrong step, although Luo Ning's swordsmanship is solid , but fell into a disadvantage in wisdom.

"In the next step, Ji Sichen pretended to be anxious, manipulated the puppet to attack violently, and provoked Luo Ning to fight back with sword fire, and then fell into the disadvantaged logically, and deliberately restrained the starlight, giving the appearance of exhaustion of spiritual energy, further fraudulent deception.

"Luo Ning was really fooled, but he didn't know that the flowers and trees cut off by his great sword were all planned by Ji Sichen.

"And just when everyone thought that Ji Sichen's spiritual essence was exhausted and he was about to lose, and Luo Ning was the most relaxed, he first manipulated the puppet to recover himself with the healing effect of 'Fire Phoenix Fruit'.

"Then detonate the pollen that Luo Ning inhales in his mouth and nose, blocking the transport of his meridian spirit, making him lose the power to resist for a short time, this is also the most exciting step in the whole competition.

"Looking at it the other way around, from the very beginning of his first appearance on stage, every step Ji Sichen made was paving the way for the final blow, and deliberately ordered Luo Ning to slash the puppet, in order to stimulate his whole body's energy and blood, and accelerate the integration of pollen into flesh and blood.

"It can be said that every movement is calculated. Poor Luo Ningkong has strength, but he is like a worm caught in a spider's web. The more he struggles, the closer he is to defeat.

"It is enough to see how ridiculous the so-called ranking is. Even if the practitioners are in the same realm, only when they really fight can they see the difference."

Hey, the analysis is not bad, it is worthy of the Taoist deacon's handwriting... Ji Pingan smiled.

At this time, the rest of the rivers and lakes in the restaurant also finished reading this [Tactical Analysis], and they all praised it.

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(End of this chapter)