The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 132 Winning the championship (big chapter asks for subscription)

wow——

Just now, when the two painters "Gods and Buddhas" stopped abruptly and stepped back, the audience was still puzzled, and they didn't know why they stopped suddenly.

But when Ji Pingan spoke loudly, and threw out gold and red two-color starbursts, condensing the puppets.

The star officials of Qin Tianjian were the first to react, and their expressions were uncontrollably shocked.

As we all know, each star official's talent has a tendency, and some star officials can indeed master spells other than this path.

However, the difficulty of practicing non-this path will increase with the strengthening of the "major practice".

This process is difficult to contain.

Therefore, it is easy to speculate that even if Ji Pingan tries to minor in others, he will definitely be far inferior to the wood department.

But in fact, the appearance of the gold and fire puppets broke everyone's "common sense" with a bang.

The five prison marquises were at a loss at first, and the words "this is impossible" appeared in their hearts, but then they suddenly realized something.

"Three star officials!?"

Fang Liuhuo was the first to speak, his voice changed a little because he was too frightened, his eyeballs were stretched out under his fiery red eyebrows.

That's right, according to the common sense of the star official system, there is only one explanation for Ji Pingan's current performance, namely:
His real talent tree is not limited to "Sui Xing" as they know, but has the potential not inferior to "Innate Wood Phase" for the two stars "Tai Bai" and "Ying Huo".

A similar example is Luohuai Bamboo.

The girl resonates extremely well with "Sui Xing" and "Zhen Xing", and she can accommodate two pathways innately, advancing side by side without conflicting when casting spells.

Coupled with his "Taoist" character, he was selected by Qin Tianjian and entered the door.

But Luo Huaizhu is only compatible with two paths.

And Ji Pingan has three... This is extremely rare among star officials in history.

"Junior Sister, this...what the hell is going on here?" Huang Chen and Bai Chuan also stood up belatedly.

At the same time, they looked at Xu Xiurong and asked in unison.

However, the shock in the heart of the jade-like female prisoner was no less than theirs.

There are thousands of thoughts in my mind, and scenes of getting along with them emerge in my memory:

In the end, they walked side by side last night.

"So... is this the reason why you are not nervous? Is this the hole card you have hidden?" Xu Xiurong whispered.

I understood the reason why Ji Ping'an was calm yesterday.

It turned out that he never revealed his true strength from beginning to end, and even she was kept in the dark.

Under the pergola, the smile on the corner of Gao Mingjing's mouth froze again, his eyes were like seeing a ghost, and a bad premonition surged wildly.

He turned his head inch by inch, staring at Li Guofeng's face:
"What three lines?"

Of course, the great painter is very familiar with the star official system. After all, he has done his homework, so it's not that he doesn't understand, but he wants to confirm.

The unsmiling chief supervisor in a white official robe forcibly maintained his composure, glanced at him, and spoke indifferently, pretending to be calm:
"It's just fellow practitioners of the three departments, and there are no such cases in history. Why did Mr. Gao lose his composure?"

Gao Mingjing cursed in his heart: Pretend!You pretend again!
Immediately, there was a feeling of being calculated... Some are not sure whether the several prison lords deliberately acted out this unexpected appearance, or they also kept it a secret.

It should be pretending, um, it must be, sure enough... there is no one who is honest and gentle in the officialdom, and his heart is dark.

Gao Mingjing trembled with anger.

"Amitabha." The gray-browed old monk clasped his hands together and uttered the Buddha's name to vent his surprise, and said with a smile:
"Congratulations to Qin Tianjian for another day of arrogance."

Yes, Tianjiao.

Although Yang Qi in the weak crown year is not a genius in horizontal comparison, but considering the time of his practice and the talent of the three lines, it is different.

The old monk even made associations and vaguely guessed that this "recommended student" was not simple, and he might have a closer relationship with the national teacher.

Luan Yu and Zhang Fuzi looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Although the five sects are all subordinates of Dazhou, they compete with each other. How can they not care about such a monster appearing in the weakest Qin Tianjian?
"No wonder, the Yaozu repeatedly wanted to assassinate them."

Luan Yu muttered in her heart, and consciously understood why the master was willing to share the bed with him... Bah, the same table.

Qi Hongmian's words from last night resurfaced in his ears, and after careful consideration, he felt different flavors in his mind:
"If Ji Ping'an only has this ability, he will definitely lose."

"Isn't it implying that if he wants to win, he must reveal other skills?"

Unlike the dignitaries under the awning who were able to maintain their manners, after a brief moment of shock, there was a roaring sound in the stands.

The disciples of all major sects were all moved by it, and those who were close to each other, such as Yu Yu and Luo Huaizhu, were particularly impacted.

The former looked bewildered, as if he was getting to know each other for the first time, while the latter tilted his head and thought for three seconds, a little surprised, but quickly accepted the setting.

He is both of the two departments, so it seems that his three departments are fine.

Fortunately, the "Holy Son" was forcibly detained by the head teacher in Qingyun Palace because he was going to participate in the battle tomorrow, temporarily avoiding a crisis of Dao heart collapse.

As for Qin Leyou, he didn't have such good luck. He was stunned at first, surprised by the change in the field, and then felt strong regret.

Han Qingsong next to him patted him on the shoulder and said, "Remember to pay back the money."

Gambling dog will die.

……

On the stage, when Ji Pingan threw two puppets, the opposite Chen Chuliang's heart sank suddenly, and the crisis warning flickered frantically.

There is only one thought in my mind: it's going to be bad!

Ji Pingan has such a hole card, but he was not in a hurry to reveal it before, obviously full of confidence.

Now his paintings are clearly visible to others, but among the many possibilities he conceived yesterday, there is no current situation at all, his mind went down for a while, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

It's fighting or defending.

But just when he was hesitating, Ji Ping'an whispered, "Go!"

Suddenly, the three puppets moved at the same time.

The golden demon just took a step, and a golden light seemed to flash in front of everyone's eyes, and then, a long sword condensed by stars had already slashed on the Vajra monk's forehead.

"clang!"

Amid the crisp crashing sound, the monk groaned and backed away. The brass covering the top of his head was like a damp wall covering, and it was mottled and peeled off with a light touch.

Although the breath was healed again, the powerful "armor-piercing" ability of the golden demon has been revealed without a doubt.

On the other side, the flame-wreathed fire demon let out a "hey" and shook his right hand in the air. Wisps of fire flowed along his arm to his palm, and pulled out a long flame whip.

Flick from the air.

"Snapped!"

Chen Xuanwu, who was covered in armor, was spun half a circle by the volley. After reacting, he slashed horizontally with his long knife, but was entangled violently by the vines rising from the ground.

It turned out that the Wooden Demon sneaked under his feet with the help of escape method at some time, and the smaller half of his body got out of the ground, and grabbed the general's ankles with both hands, making it difficult to pull his feet out.

Then, the blue vines revolved around him like a whirlwind, and then suddenly shrank, binding the general who was caught off guard.

The fire demon took advantage of the situation to fly over, aggressive like a fire, turning itself into a "cannonball", and slammed into Chen Xuanwu's body.

The five-element wood lit a fire, and the flames suddenly raged, surrounding the god general.

Chen Chuliang in the distance came back to his senses, his face changed drastically, and he manipulated two gods and Buddhas to resist.

For a moment, the two sides collided in one place, and the fighting spirit overflowed in the air, and in the case of two against three, they quickly fell into a passive position.

Chen Chuliang didn't dare to delay, grabbed it behind him again, took out a painting scroll from the cloth bag, and crushed it severely.

As soon as a figure appeared in the dappled spot of light, it was scattered by a breath.

In the dots of light, Ji Pingan walked over at some point, holding a ruler made of old bamboo with a black end and a dark green body in his hand.

At this moment, his right hand was raised, and the sleeve swelled in the wind, forming a circle. Chen Chuliang was startled, and decisively picked up the ink pen hanging from his waist.

The paintbrush swelled and turned into a half-meter-long weapon, trying to block it.

But how can a weak painter who has lost the protection of his paintings compete with a star official who is proficient in martial arts.

After just a few blows, the writing brush whirled and flew out. Chen Chuliang's body stiffened suddenly, and the ruler gently tapped his eyebrows an inch away.

Ji Ping'an's arm did not continue to fall, but just looked at him quietly.

Bitterness overflowed from the corner of Chen Chuliang's mouth, and the spirit lingering around him slowly faded away, his voice was hoarse, and he said weakly:
"I lost."

At the same time, the two "Gods and Buddhas" fighting in the arena also collapsed one after another. Ji Pingan put away his ruler and walked slowly towards the gate of the arena.

A brief silence.

Then, the golden-armored guard who was in a daze spoke belatedly, with a voice like a bell:

"Qin Tianjian, Ji Pingan wins!"

After the words fell, the dignified and oppressive atmosphere suddenly relaxed. In the area where Mo Lin was located, Qu Chuchen and Zhong Tongjun leaned back at the same time, looking at each other with wry smiles.

A group of Molin disciples sat down in disappointment and accepted this fact.

Correspondingly, unprecedented enthusiastic cheers erupted from the direction of Qin Tianjian, Huang He stood up abruptly, and said loudly:

"The leader!"

Mu Yaoyao jumped up and waved her pink fist following the wind: "The leader!"

The female prison student who wanted to sign her name suddenly stood up, waving a small homemade flag: "Leader!"

The members of the Tianbang team were a little reserved, but they all clenched their fists and said in a low voice: "The leader!"

In the nine-break duel, Luo Huaizhu narrowly lost and failed to enter the final.

Ignoring the most important "second half" of the final award, only in the first half, Ji Pingan won the first and only "leader" for Qin Tianjian.

In the stands, a group of Shendu people were infected. Seeing that the "local sect" had won, they were so honored. They also followed suit and shouted for the leader. The atmosphere was unprecedentedly enthusiastic.

All the ministers of the imperial court were shocked, and at the same time they were a little emotional:
In the past awards, when did a person who cultivated energy win the first place such a grand scene?
In the final analysis, Ji Ping'an's reputation for getting together these days is too great, and this contest is more unexpected and exciting.

Compared with being evenly matched, this kind of surprise is more likable.

"Win...how could Ji Pingan win this time?"

A martial artist who had danced before murmured in disbelief, holding the voucher of the gambling house in his hand, and the crumpled paper fell down.

"Didn't it mean that his strength is not as good as..." Another casual person who was affected by the remarks turned bitter.

The Broken Knife Sect Master next to him sighed and said:
"Three-line star officials are rare in a hundred years, so it's no surprise."

The veiled Master Tingxue pursed his red lips and remained silent.

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes were also silent, and the flags and drums died down. When Ji Pingan showed his trump card, he crushed Chen Chuliang with absolute strength, making those previous doubts a little ridiculous.

They seem to be able to hear what Ji Pingan didn't say:
It's no problem to fight in an upright manner, I'll tell you guys, do you have anything to say now?

Only silence.

In the chaotic atmosphere, Ji Pingan walked out of the ring, looked at the group of star officials rushing down excitedly, and the five prison lords who were looking at him faintly, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Lu Guogong, who was dressed in fine clothes and had a face somewhat similar to that of Xue Hongjian, walked over with a smile, holding a brocade box in his hand.

After two words of praise, he said with emotion:

"After all, this thing has not been obtained by outsiders. If the spirit of the national teacher in the sky knows, it must be gratified."

...Not very gratified... Ji Pingan complained in his heart, and took the brocade box.

Knowing that there is a prize for nourishing Qi in it: the belt of the national teacher.

At this time, the five prison lords also came over and looked at him with complicated eyes, full of doubts in their hearts, but it was difficult to ask in detail in public.

Xu Xiurong's voice transmission into the secret:
"When you get back, come to the meeting hall."

……

Today, only one martial arts competition was arranged. After the end, the crowd dispersed violently outside the Grand View Terrace and spread the news in all directions.

Silent garden.

Xin Yaoguang wrote down slowly, dried the Taoist scriptures copied on the table, stretched her waist slowly, got up and walked out of the room.

The summer sun broke through the clouds and shone on her face. Her skin was white, as if transparent, with black hair wrapped around her ears, and her temperament was dusty and cold.

Walking slowly in the garden, the scorpion raised its head slightly, looked at the hanging flower gate hidden by the rocks in the distance, and saw a Taoist robe in Tsing Yi floating in.

"Teacher, today's martial arts performance is over." Chen Daoling said.

With Xin Yaoguang's ability, if his consciousness is dispersed, he can "see" the Daguantai from a long distance.

But if it is maintained for such a long time, the realm of Shenzang will also be exhausted.

Secondly, the cover of spiritual consciousness itself is a spy on people's privacy. If it is not necessary, she will not let it go, so as not to arouse the vigilance and tension of the court.

Therefore, it is easiest to order people to report daily.

Xin Yaoguang stood on the small bridge, with the gurgling water under the hem of her skirt, and the fish in the water reflected in her eyes, she gave a faint "en" and said:

"Ji Ping'an won."

The Ox-nosed Old Daoist was taken aback, then smiled wryly and said:
"The headmaster expected it well, that little guy was really unexpected."

Xin Yaoguang seemed to smile, and said:

"This person is very slick. Every time he makes a move, he is fully confident or pretentious. It is not surprising to win."

Chen Daoling thought to himself, the tone of the head teacher seemed to know him very well. Sure enough, the relationship was not simple. He must have known Ji Ping'an's true talent for a long time. He couldn't help but sighed lightly, and said with emotion:
"What the head teacher said is that I don't know how the old national teacher fished out this monster from a small town in the valley in the past. Tsk, there are only a handful of three-line star officials in the history of Qin Tianjian."

Xin Yaoguang raised her head suddenly, doubts flashed across her beautiful eyes:
"Three system star officials?"

Chen Daoling was stunned for a moment, briefly described the process of the contest, and finally said strangely:

"The headmaster doesn't know?"

"..." Xin Yaoguang's chest rose and fell slightly, with a calm expression:
"This seat naturally knows, well, you go down."

Today's head teacher is so strange... Chen Daoling cupped his hands suspiciously, and the Taoist robe in Tsing Yi disappeared inch by inch.

When the people left, only the female sword fairy was left in the huge garden, slightly absent-minded.

After a while, she pinched her fingers, took out the "letter paper", thought about it, and wrote down a sentence.

……

In the Nancheng house, Qi Hongmian sat in the courtyard, flipping through books boredly.

At this time, the gate was pushed open, and a group of disciples of the Beast Master Sect came back in a mighty manner. When they saw her hurriedly straighten their expressions, they saluted:
"See Master."

Qi Hongmian let out a lazy "En" and didn't intend to ask, but when she caught a glimpse of Zhao Yuanyang's delighted appearance and the face of the rebellious boy Sima beside him.

Can't help frowning slightly:

"Did something happen?"

Luan Yu said with admiration:

"No, as you expected, Ji Pingan really showed his hole card and won the leader."

What I expected...Qi Hongmian didn't understand, but she noticed the second half, thinking that kid actually won?
"Hole cards?" she asked.

Luan Yu nodded and said with emotion:
"Three star officials, I thought that after the national teacher left, there would be no successors for Qin Tianjian, but I didn't expect two Tianjiao to come out one after another."

Sanxi...Xingguan...Qi Hongmian was stunned, and the little red bird on her lap also raised her head.

……

Hidden Sword Restaurant.

When the news reached here, a group of Jianghu people who had gathered and waited here suddenly collapsed.

Many gamblers were stunned, while more expressed disbelief:
"What method did he use? The so-called tactics?"

The warrior who came back from the Grand View Terrace shook his head, with a complicated tone:

"This time it's based on strength. Alas, you all guessed wrong."

Then, after he narrated the process, a group of unruly Jianghu people looked at each other in blank dismay, and all became listless.

Many people remembered that not long ago they kept saying that Ji Ping'an was only playing tricks, and they felt their faces burning.

After a long silence, some people were dead duck mouthed:

"It doesn't matter if he wins, it's just a way to raise his spirits. Besides, Qin Tianjian is still the weakest. When the second half of the grand prize starts, just don't lose too badly."

Someone next to him said quietly: "If you have the ability to say this, you can go to the Grand View Terrace and say it."

The former remained silent.

……

in the corner.

Wearing a red and black short skirt, the girl named "Xiang Yiyi" looked at her brother with bright eyes:

"Did you hear that?"

Xiang Xiaochuan, who was dressed as a young hero next to him, didn't say a word, but silently took a sip from the wine bowl, which made the girl laugh.

At this time, the old servant who lacked front teeth came in from the outside, hesitating to speak.

Xiang Xiaochuan's heart moved, he stood up and said, "Go back to the inn."

A group of three masters and servants settled the money for the drinks, left the hidden sword restaurant, and returned to an inn in the city.

After entering the room and closing the door, Xiang Xiaochuan looked at the old servant, the scar on his forehead was slightly red:
"Hong Bo, how is the situation?"

Hong Bo is very old, most of his hair is gray, but he obviously has martial arts, so he is tougher than the old people of the same age. At this moment, there is no smile on his face, and he said:
"According to the young master's order, I have confirmed it repeatedly. Tomorrow night, there will be a party in Juxian Village, and then the owner will go to Jinfeng Tower, and the girl over there has already been booked."

"Okay!" Xiang Xiaochuan clenched his fists violently, and a stern expression appeared on his resolute face:
"At that time, there would not be many people around him, and his vigilance would drop. It was a good time to do it."

Xiang Yiyi's face at the round table in the room suddenly changed, she sat up suddenly, and the short girl rushed forward and said in a broken voice:
"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Her voice was a little trembling, and her slightly rough face was full of fear because of walking in the rivers and lakes:

"Didn't we agree to report to the official?"

Xiang Xiaochuan looked at the panic on the girl's face, shook his head, and laughed at himself:

"It's useless, silly girl, do you really think that the government will take care of this kind of thing? Juxianzhuang is a big force in Zhongzhou, so what if it's full of evil in private, as long as it's well organized on the official side, can't it still be swaggering?" , Sit in the grand viewing platform to watch the grand prize?
"As for those of us, we can only hide in the crowd? Redress? It's useless. As long as we dare to hand in the certificate, we will probably be the ones in prison.

"Or as you think, anonymously throw in the certificate, but who cares if that's the case? I'm afraid it will make the thief vigilant and waste this great opportunity."

After a pause, the young man let out a deep breath, and his voice softened:
"Don't worry, Uncle Hong and I have been inquiring for many days, and we finally waited for this opportunity. When the time comes, as long as his vigilance drops, he releases poisonous gas, abolishes his cultivation, and I will retreat immediately after killing people. There are so many people, even the government can't find us."

Xiang Yiyi reached out and grabbed the corner of her brother's clothes, but shook her head vigorously, with tears in her eyes.

The mood suddenly fell to the bottom from the joy not long ago.

The owner of Juxian Village has a broken five cultivation base on the surface, and he has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, how could he not have one or two cards?

With her elder brother's cultivation base, even a sneak attack and assassination would be extremely risky. Even in her view, it was taking her life for a slim chance of revenge.

This was different from what she had imagined. When the three of them arrived in Shendu, the elder brother clearly said that he would take her to see the grand prize, and at the same time collect information and try to sue the imperial court.

But it turned out that everything was an excuse.

The girl is not tall, which will look very pitiful, and said:

"We can think of other ways."

"Another way...another way..." Xiang Xiaochuan shook his head mockingly:

"You always say this, but what else can you do? In a few decades, wait for my cultivation level to be higher? Let that dog thief roam free for decades? I'm afraid I won't have a chance until he dies. When he was in Shendu, he had the weakest power around him, so he had a chance."

Xiang Yiyi's face turned pale, and said:
"We still have the ancestral jade pendant, maybe..."

The young man with the scar gave a "heh", shook his head and said coldly:
"If that thing is really useful, why would you pray so many times without any response?"

After a pause, he said:
"I've made up my mind, you don't need to worry about this matter, Uncle Hong, take the younger sister back to her room."

The old servant beside him sighed and said:
"Miss, let's go."

Xiang Yiyi was pulled back to her room in the end, and sat in a daze for a while, knowing that she couldn't stop it, and maybe she shouldn't stop her brother's decision.

She sat blankly for a long time, and finally reached into her arms and pulled out a red string around her neck.

At the end of the rope, hung a small jade tablet, which was simple in style and didn't look very valuable.

This is something passed down from her grandfather, and it has been passed down to her. It is said that before his death, his grandfather said that the ancestors of the Xiang family had the honor to meet a great person.

Later, that great man left this jade plaque to the descendants of the Xiang family, as well as a "spell" that was passed down by word of mouth.

It is said that if one day, the descendants of the Xiang family are in a catastrophe, they can pray to this jade tablet and get help from that great man.

It's a pity that she and her elder brother neither know the name, identity, nor where of that great man.

Or... After so many years, the person who gave the jade medal back then is probably long gone.

After all, even a great practitioner in the realm of sitting in a well can only live for two hundred years.

But she still had a glimmer of hope. In the past few years, she had tried to pray many times, but as her brother said, there was no response, so it was probably useless.

The girl thought to herself mockingly, she had actually decided on this thing in her heart, it was just a thought and had no practical effect.

But just as a drowning man will try to grab at any straw.

The girl was silent for a while, but still knelt devoutly on the floor of the inn, facing the east, covered the jade tablet with both hands, closed her eyes and recited a spell reverently.

It's just that she didn't realize that when she recited the complete incantation, the old, broken jade card in her palm that didn't respond to countless attempts in the past...

Suddenly, it flickered slightly.

……

……

Qin Tianjian.

In a certain school, several doctors sat drinking tea and reading newspapers together, but everyone seemed somewhat absent-minded, looking up from time to time in the direction of the gate.

Today, many supervisors went to the Grand View Terrace, and the doctors of Louke became leisurely. In fact, although they belonged to Qin Tianjian.

But cultivators and officials of the four yamen have never been the same thing.

The Dr. Leuke were stuck in the middle, they were neither pure officials nor involved in practice, but it did not affect their attention to the results of the grand prize.

"It should be over by now, I don't know what the result will be." A doctor couldn't help but said.

"I didn't read the newspapers that said, is Chen Chuliang even more powerful?"

"If those people were accurate, Ji Sichen wouldn't be ranked as low in the list back then."

"One size fits all, alas, I think it's still hanging."

Amidst the discussion, the No. 1 prison student suddenly walked out from the direction of Xilinbi, then the second, and the third... bringing Si Chen and Si Li with them, and returned in a mighty way.

Enthusiastic, this scene immediately attracted the attention of many people, and those who had no chance to watch it rushed out and asked questions.

A group of doctors also walked over, saw Huang He, and asked for the result.

With a happy expression on his face, Huang He explained the situation, only to hear a group of old colleagues stunned in place, a little absent-minded.

"Win... Ji Sichen really won?"

"Or win with absolute strength?"

"You said...he is a three-system star official? This is not nonsense."

As a boy, Huang He was honored with you, raised his chin and said, "How can there be fakes?"

Old colleague Dr. Zhao opened his mouth: "Where's Ji Sichen? Why don't you see him?"

"Oh, he's gone to discuss matters with the eunuchs."

……

Inside the chamber.

Li Guofeng was in the main position, and his white official robe embroidered with gold thread hung down softly, spotless.

He slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and his eyes swept over the several prison lords present one by one.

In the end, it landed on Ji Ping'an's face, took a deep breath, and said in a complicated tone:
"you really are……"

Ji Pingan said "En", and said: "Gold, fire, wood, three types of talents."

Probably because he answered too simply, everyone was silent for a while, and finally Xu Xiurong spoke, and said quietly:
"You told me back then that you chose Muyuan because of your talent."

Ji Pingan was surprised: "Did I say that?"

"..." Xu Xiurong ignored him, and the others looked at each other with wry smiles.

In fact, on the way back, the turbulent emotions in my heart have gradually subsided, and a little bit of doubt can be explained by the closed disciple of the old national teacher.

Just like Xu Xiurong, when he was in Daguantai, he was full of words, but now he has nothing to say.

Anyway... Ji Pingan's method of hiding was not once or twice, it was nothing more than avoiding trouble and deliberately concealing something.

It's just that every time the prison guards feel that Ji Pingan has nothing to surprise them, they will always be slapped in the face.

Gradually numb.

"Cough," finally, it was Li Guofeng who broke the silence and said:
"Now that you have won the championship, you will rest for a few days to prepare for the second half. I will also silence some noise for you in the past two days. In the final analysis, the key to determining the winner of the grand prize is yet to come."

After the words fell, the expressions of everyone present became serious.

Although Ji Ping'an's unexpected victory boosted morale, it was ultimately his personal victory.

Besides, it was just a martial arts competition at the Yangqi Realm, not a broken nine, but because he was more famous, the attention and volume of voice he aroused far exceeded that of the past.

The supervisors and star officials below can congratulate for a short time, but as a supervisor, he knows very well that the real and severe test has not yet come.

And Ji Ping'an's force alone had little effect on the outcome of the grand prize.

Just because, in the second half, it was no longer a duel of the same level. No matter how strong Ji Ping'an was in the cultivation of Qi, he was no match for Po Jiu.

"After tomorrow's Nine Breaking Competition is over, we will agree on the specific content of the second half. There will be a few days in between, so that you can recuperate." Li Guofeng said seriously:
"That's all for today. After tomorrow, all colleges have to rectify the atmosphere. Don't let the disciples relax their bowstrings. Don't relax your vigilance because you feel that you have an advantage in the competition."

He glanced at Ji Pingan again, and said:
"In the past two days, as far as I know, the disciples of other factions are also summing up their lessons and making up for their shortcomings. Wang Xian and the others used tactics to win once, but there will be no next time. You have become famous this time, but it also caused a lot of trouble. All factions are vigilant, and it is likely to be eliminated by all factions in the second half."

Ji Pingan also turned serious, and said:

"I see."

Not to mention, the most fundamental purpose of his participation in the grand prize is to lead Qin Tianjian to win the championship in the second half.

Just in order not to let the Qin Tianjian created by himself have poor grades and become a laughing stock, he will take it seriously.

The five supervisors still had something to discuss, so Ji Pingan got up and said goodbye.

Deliberately detoured the path and returned to Qinglian Xiaozhu.

Pushing open the gate of the courtyard, Ji Pingan also heaved a sigh of relief when he found that Huang He hadn't come back yet, leaving the noisy Grand View Terrace.

Sitting on the rattan chair under the peach tree, he put the brocade box on the low table, and opened it with his fingers on the edge.

"Click!"

The hidden buckle of the brocade box was opened, and inside was a silk pad, in which was placed a dark green belt, woven from silkworm silk, with a gem the size of a pigeon egg embedded in the center.

With nostalgic eyes, Ji Pingan took out this very good magic weapon accessory in Pojiu Territory, and threw it on the ground casually.

The belt was infused with spiritual essence, suddenly inflated, magnified several times, and hit the ground with a "boom", turning into a ring-shaped fence.

A puff of smoke was raised.

Just like a giant's belt, it stands on the ground and separates a separate area, which can trap enemies, lock enemies, or seal itself in it.

"receive."

Ji Pingan thought for a second, and the belt returned to normal. He nodded with satisfaction, and his things were still easy to use.

Just as he was about to change the belt on his body, suddenly, the talisman paper in his arms vibrated.

Ji Pingan pulled it out, raised his eyebrows, and found that it was from Xin Yaoguang. The text was simple and cold:

【Xin: You are very good】

Is this a compliment... Ji Pingan had a strange expression on his face, thinking about how to respond.

Suddenly, as if he felt something, his expression changed slightly.

……

ps: The typo is changed first and then changed

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(End of this chapter)