The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 135 Purchasing the National Teacher, Cloud Dwelling Dao Realm

Destroyed... In the inn room, listening to Master Xue holding his breath, there was a faint sense of tension that could spy on Mixin.

Ji Pingan said:
"At that time, the army of the emperor and the national division was quite large, and it was also a considerable force among the 'princes' from all walks of life in the world, and they made a strategy to seize the prosperous south of the Yangtze River. Therefore, the local wealthy families and Jianghu forces were Urgent need to deal with.

"In particular, the rivers and lakes are mixed with fish and dragons, and the enemy's concealment and mobility are extremely strong, which is completely different from the confrontation with the army. Therefore, the military division led the elite to compete with the martial arts of the rivers and lakes one by one, and in the process, they clashed with the Four Sages.

"There are many warriors in the Jianghu, and it is the easiest path to step into the practice. But the disadvantage is that high-level warriors are extremely rare and difficult to be born, but the Four Saints are an exception.

"It is said that this person was once inherited as a 'magic master' and has a strong talent in martial arts, but he is too reckless and indiscriminate to kill, and is hated by the righteous way.

"As for the Holy Maiden Xueji, it was during a robbery that the Four Sacred Hierarchs valued her innate talent and forced her into the sect, so she seldom showed up."

When hearing the first half, Tingxue Louzhu was quite calm.

Although this part of history is not detailed, she has more or less heard it.

But when she heard the word "magician", she couldn't help showing shock, saying:
"Is it that famous magician about a thousand years ago? The ancient strong man who was later killed by Li Yang real person?"

The leader of the Four Saints actually obtained the inheritance of a magician... This was a secret she had never heard of.

With her status, she has some status in the arena, but she doesn't know anything about it.

The man in the bamboo hat opened his mouth at will, and he threw out such a secret that could cause a sensation in the whole rivers and lakes...

Her mouth was a little dry, she was shocked, excited, and had strong expectations.

Ji Pingan said "En", without explaining carefully, and continued:
"And that winter, Xue Ji was under the order of the Four Sages, and took advantage of the national teacher's injuries to sneak attack on him, but she didn't take the opportunity to kill him, but imprisoned him in a sub-rudder's rear. Mountain. I want to use it as a furnace."

I was surprised to hear the Snow Lord:
The Devil's Sect Furnace is an evil skill that drains people's essence and cultivates them for repair.

She blinked and couldn't help but ask, "So... was it successful?"

Ji Ping looked at her quietly for a while, did not answer, and said with a blank face:
"What kind of person is the Master of the Great Zhou? How could he be captured by a demon girl? It's just that the dragon is trapped in the shallows, and it's nothing more than vain and obedient."

Hypocrisy and hypocrisy... The hostess lowered her head, chewing on these four words.

Ji Pingan said:
"During this process, the national teacher discovered that Xue Ji was not as rumored by the outside world. Although she was a saint, she didn't have much authority. Instead, she was secretly supervised by experts in the sect.

"Through communication, we know that he doesn't want to cause disaster, but is trapped in the sect, and it is difficult to get out. This time he attacked the national teacher, not killing only prisoners. On the surface, he is claiming to be a remedy, but in fact he is also seeking an opportunity to escape from the predicament."

The hostess said in surprise:

"Your Excellency, you mean that Xue Ji's real purpose is to seek refuge with the National Teacher?"

"It's not a refuge." Ji Pingan said:

"At most, there is only a certain common interest in dealing with the Four Sacred Sects. The two parties also reached a conspiracy by avoiding the surveillance of the experts of the Four Sacred Sects through the so-called 'replenishment' every day. Secretly sent news, leading The God Emperor led an army to attack the rudder.

"Before the Four Sacred Leaders reacted, they broke through this place and rescued the national teacher. According to the agreement reached in advance, it was claimed that Xue Ji was killed in this battle. In fact, she changed her appearance and took the opportunity to break away from the identity of the saint. She changed her name to 'Tingxue' , Walking the rivers and lakes.

"After that, Tingxue Tower came into being. And the Four Sacred Sects were wiped out after the rebel army became stronger in the future."

The hostess suddenly realized, only to feel that a secret had been solved, and at the same time secretly sighed.

Although the other party said a few words, he said it lightly.

But in fact, even if you think about it with your brain, you can see how difficult it is for a demon saint to break free from the shackles.

Among them, the Chinese teacher must have made great efforts.

Ji Pingan made a conclusion:

"In this old incident, although they were perfect for each other, after looking at it afterwards, it is considered that Xueji owed Xueji some favors, and Tingxuelou was built by her after all. With this kind of relationship, the imperial court will take care of it a little bit, but hundreds of years have passed , things are different, and if you want to gain a foothold in the arena in the future, you still have to rely on yourselves."

It is different from the Xiang family brothers and sisters.

Ji Pingan indeed owed Xiangjiabao the master, and he has never been able to repay it, and because of his rebirth, he was unable to rescue Xiangjiabao when it was destroyed.

Feel guilty.

That's why Han Bachi was ordered to send the treasure as extra compensation.

But listening to Xuelou these years, over the years, the protection she has enjoyed is enough.

And he didn't encounter any catastrophe, so he only sent this booklet.

He didn't plan to do anything more, and the last sentence implied that the last favor was returned.

Hearing that Louzhu Bingxue is smart, and understood the meaning of the man in the bamboo hat, he sighed softly in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't make further progress.

This time, the opponent's attack, whether it was for Ting Xuelou or not, objectively helped them out of the predicament.

Next, as long as the news has not spread and counterattacks first, the Juxian Village without a backbone will be vulnerable——

After all, this dirty sect was created by Wang Lun with force and profit.

Far from being loyal.

The tall, fair-skinned and beautiful hostess immediately stood up, bowed respectfully, and bowed gracefully:
"Thank you for clarifying the confusion, Xuelou dare not bother Qin Tianjian any more. As for the promise I made just now, it is still valid."

What she meant was that Ji Pingan answered her doubts and would help her if needed in the future.

Ji Pingan nodded in satisfaction, and was about to leave when he suddenly saw the other party biting his lip, and suddenly asked:

"still have a question……"

Ji Pingan frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied, but still said patiently:
"Say."

Hearing the landlord Xue's tentative way:
"Dare to ask, how long has the national teacher been imprisoned? I mean, before the God Emperor led the army to rescue."

Ji Pingan was expressionless: "It's only half a month."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to ask questions, he jumped out of the window and disappeared without a trace in the swaying tree shadows.

"Half a month..."

Hearing the landlord's amazement, he began to imagine the plot in his heart.

At this time, footsteps were approaching hurriedly outside the door, and the lively woman with a ponytail barged in without knocking, her big eyes swept around, and her face showed doubts:

"Landlord, are you okay?"

Listening to Xue Lou's sleeves waving early, putting away the booklet on the table, he will look indifferent:
"What's the matter? What are you doing here without sleeping?"

Hongying said suspiciously:
"I just heard that there seems to be a man's voice in your room."

Listen to Xuezhu's face:
"What nonsense?"

"That may be because I heard it wrong." Hongying's head was not bright, seeing that Lou's doctrine was strict, she also doubted herself, scratched her head and turned away.

Just waited for the door to be closed, took a few steps along the corridor, and frowned.

Thinking back, there was clearly a teacup on the side of the table in the room near the door just now.

"I always feel that something is wrong..."

……

……

outside the inn.

Ji Pingan walked through the night like a ghost, leaving the buildings behind him far away.

After thinking about it for a while, he still rushed towards the city where Wang Lun was beheaded. With the blessing of spiritual essence in his body, his steps were as light as a civet cat.

Not long after arriving, he jumped up and landed on the roof of a building, only to see the commotion in the courtyard.

There were inspectors wearing uniforms with fringes and knives on their waists, holding torches, and swarmed away.

Bring out those guests who are still in shock, as well as the accompanying dancers and singers one by one.

Some government servants even knocked on the doors of nearby shops to inquire about the situation.

Ji Pingan has not forgotten, and has to solve the problem of aftermath.

He took out the talisman paper gifted by Xin Yaoguang from his arms, unfolded it, used it as a substitute for a pen, and wrote words by moonlight:

[Ji: Excuse me, please help me with something...]

Without being polite, he briefly talked about the matter of Juxian Village.

Although Qin Tianjian also has the power to solve the problem, but after all, it is a bit troublesome, and it takes a lot of explaining.

It's not as easy as Xin Yaoguang's use. Anyway, the female sword fairy wiped his ass more than once, not bad this time.

As for the existence of the dark net, Ji Pingan suspected that Xin Yaoguang had paid attention to him the last time he killed Han Hu with his sword.

And the matter of the Xiang family brothers and sisters, not to mention whether she would be bored enough to care about such trivial matters like dust in the mortal world.

Even if you know, you can push it to "the task of the national teacher."

As a closed disciple, it is perfectly normal to inherit a Jianghu organization and deal with some unrepaid favors for the national teacher.

As for whether Xin Yaoguang would help, he had no doubts.

Because the headmistress owed him a big favor last time at the Luming Banquet, such a trivial matter that only involved Jianghu gangs was hardly worth mentioning.

Sure enough, after Ji Ping'an finished posting what happened.

The talisman paper vibrated slightly, and a line of short and small characters emerged:

【Xin: Got it】

……

Silent garden, in a quiet room.

The Taoist priestess in a feather robe and a lotus crown on her head looked at the words on the paper helplessly, put down the brush with her jade hand, and a trace of regret appeared on her beautiful face.

Had I known... I wouldn't have given him his contact information...

It's okay to delay in replying to the message, I only come to the door when I have something to do...

Xin Yaoguang shook his head, showing no interest in such trivial matters.

He took out a piece of white paper casually, and with a flick of his finger, the paper burned and disappeared.

Only then did Xin Yaoguang cheer up again, and opened the black-covered Dao Jing in front of him, his eyes gradually became serious.

I saw that there was a mist covering the pages of the unfolded Daoist scriptures.

There is a small world faintly in the fog, high mountains and flowing water, tigers roaring and monkeys singing, and a small town in the clouds is clearly identifiable.

……

In Qingyun Palace, in a certain alchemy room.

Chen Daoling, with a clear face, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes in meditation. In front of him was a huge golden lacquer alchemy furnace.

The cyan flame at the bottom licks, and white steam spews out from the pores at the top.

Suddenly, the old Taoist opened his eyes, raised his hand to grab it from the air, and a ray of flame condensed into a piece of paper with a few lines of text written on it.

"The gang..."

Chen Daoling was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, why did he ask the head teacher to send a letter late at night because of the survival of a gang in the rivers and lakes.

The cannon hits the mosquito belongs to...

"Is the headmaster so boring?"

Chen Daoling shook his head, summoned a young Taoist priest, told him about the matter briefly, then closed his eyes and meditated again, ignoring these trivial matters.

Taoist practitioners naturally look down on vulgar warriors. Even at the same level, Taoist disciples can easily crush Jianghu martial arts.

……

……

For a huge Taoist sect, a gang fire is really nothing to mention, and the deaths of several warriors seem like dust.

But whether it is for the government, the Jianghu people, or more ordinary people, this is a big event.

And the follow-up of the incident is still fermenting.

The next morning.

A carriage slowly walked along the street and stopped outside a majestic building in the north of the city.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and Huang Langzhong, who was wearing a blue official robe, got out of the car, looked up at the "Ministry of Punishment" plaque, and couldn't help but straighten his waist.

"Doctor" is not a doctor, but an official position.Although only the fifth rank, in the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was not even eligible to attend the small court meeting, and he could only have an audience with the emperor during the big court meeting.

But as a sheriff, its power is astonishing.

Huang Langzhong was in a happy mood recently. After the summer, the local officials followed the rules and sent "ice tributes" one after another.

Like "charcoal respect", it is a reasonable excuse for bribery in the officialdom of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The price is that when the local officials are impeached and investigated, they help suppress them.

Just like last year, local officials in Zhongzhou were impeached for colluding with Jianghu sects and providing protection.

But that sect is sophisticated, they are not mountain bandits or water bandits, but doing business under the guise of a merchant, and the money is given generously.

Huang Langzhong swiped his pen and put it down because there was no evidence.

Easily earned a house in the city.

The only thing that made him a little unhappy was that the sect actually entered the capital this time, trying to contact him.

"Heh, a bunch of gangsters. They actually tried to cling to Gao Zhi in vain." Huang Langzhong shook his head, snorted, and ignored him.

This time he walked into his own hall, and Shi Shiran sat down. There was already a yamen servant making tea and water, but he didn't sit down for a long time.

Suddenly, a small official rushed in from outside with an anxious look on his face:
"grown ups……"

Holding the teacup, Huang Langzhong frowned and looked at him:
"What's the fuss?"

The little official said: "People from the Metropolitan Procuratorate brought the captain of Zhenfusi into the door and said they wanted to see you. The principal is dragging ahead."

Huang Lang shook his hand and his face changed slightly.

For people in the officialdom, being approached by these two yamen is definitely something that only happens in nightmares.

But why... At this moment, a group of people from the courtyard rushed in with strides. The two leaders were a censor in Tsing Yi and a hundred households with a sword.

"Isn't Huang Langzhong here? Why did the boss say he wasn't there?" Qingpao Yushi smiled.

Huang Langzhong got up to greet him, and said with a smile: "I was not in the hall just now, I wonder if the two of you are here..."

The Baihu said indifferently: "Last night, all the Jianghu people in Juxianzhuang were killed."

Juxian Village... Huang Langzhong was stunned, but his heart became more and more confused:
I have not been contaminated with it, and if I say accepting bribes, it is also separated from the local government.

How did you find yourself here?What's more, it's just a group of Jianghu people, why did the two big yamen come together?

He didn't even have time to react at all, he didn't understand.

The censor seemed to see his thoughts and said:

"The Daomen asks the spirit, and it turns out that Huang Langzhong is involved. It is inconvenient to say more about it. Please come with us."

Daomen...how could those gods meddle in such a trivial matter?
Moreover, even if you really asked Ling what happened, you should throw it to the government office, how could you come to the door so soon?
Unless, it is Taoism that is promoting this matter...

Huang Langzhong was dizzy.

……

In the south of the city, a certain breakfast stall.

Ji Pingan sat on a wooden bench, eating a simple breakfast, and heard the discussions of diners around him.

"Have you heard about the big event that happened yesterday?"

"Isn't it just a martial arts contest with great rewards? It's because our Great Zhou state religion is good, but that holy son is weird and doesn't look good in fighting. It's not interesting. It's not as good as Ji Sichen."

Because of the "fake match", during these days, the people of Kyoto are used to humiliating the Son every day.

Even if they won, they failed to completely reverse word of mouth.

"Hey, when did this happen? I'm talking about the Tsing Yi gang killing people last night... I heard that the owner of Juxian Manor, who was so powerful, died."

"No way. The gang has that ability?"

"Really, it might be that some expert made a move, and ah, I have a relative who is a white servant in the yamen, saying that this matter is very involved, and even alarmed the Taoist sect. I went to the sixth department..."

A group of people became more and more mysterious.

Didn't know that the "master" they called was sitting next to him.

"Pay the bill." Ji Pingan stood up, placed a stack of copper plates on the corner of the table with one hand, picked up the bamboo hat with the other hand, and walked slowly towards the distance.

On the road, a large group of outsiders who entered the city early in the morning passed him by.

"Third Young Master, there is a restaurant in front, let's go eat something." Among the crowd, a middle-aged warrior with broad shoulders and thick lips came walking along with his horse.

There are bags and swords hanging on the horse's back.

While walking, the chassis is extremely stable. Although the appearance is not amazing, there is a hidden sense of awe in the time of looking around.

The third son he was talking about was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, well dressed, with long hair tied behind his head, his face was slightly round, and he looked a little festive.

This time, with one hand on the expensive sword at his waist, he looked excitedly at the capital in the early morning.

Suddenly caught a glimpse of the roadside stall in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he said:
"I'm tired of restaurants, let's go to this small stall, go to the rivers and lakes, we should eat and sleep in the open, and taste snacks from all over the world."

That's why you don't live in an inn, and deliberately dragged me to lay a bed outside the city?

The middle-aged martial artist sighed, knowing that his young master was well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, and he hadn't been out of Yuhang very much, but he loved listening to stories about the world.

This time he went to Beijing to participate in the grand awards, and he could obviously eat well and live well along the way, but he didn't.

Pursuing the so-called "jianghu spirit", he has repeatedly persuaded him to no avail, so he has no choice but to obey.

It was also because of this that the journey was delayed and the contest was missed.

The two went straight to the stall and sat down at the table Ji Pingan left.

With a flick of his wrist, Pei Qian proudly took out a string of big money, saying:
"If you have something delicious to drink, bring it up."

The diners around watching this scene were stunned for a while, thinking where did the weirdo come from, you want to go to the big restaurant with your money, what do you come to a breakfast stall for.

The stall owner was also dumbfounded. He glanced at him cautiously, and then brought up the breakfast food from the shop with a smile.

Suddenly a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came over and said familiarly:

"Is this young master here to see the grand prize? I have information about the grand prize in the capital of the gods. It's not expensive, only one tael of silver."

Pei Qian's eyes lit up, what was missing, let alone such a cheap price, immediately took out the broken silver from his arms and threw it over:

"Bring one!"

The middle-aged man who had just tied up his horse and walked over opened his mouth, the word "liar" stuck in his throat, he didn't know whether to say it or not.

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was originally guarding the only way to enter the city, and was taken advantage of by going to other places.

But I didn't expect the other party to be so happy. Seeing the middle-aged man look over, I felt a chill in my heart, grabbed the money, threw a copy of the booklet, turned around and ran away.

A diner next to him was stunned and couldn't help reminding:

"Half of the God's Great Reward is over. If you want to inquire about anything, you can go to an inn and ask casually. Where can you spend as much as a tael of silver to buy it? I think it's too expensive..."

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, then smiled indifferently:

"It's okay, it's too cheap, I can't hold back."

Diners: "..."

The middle-aged man named Iron Sha sighed.

But for the third son of the Yuhang Pei family, it is indeed not expensive.

Forget it, let's go to the rivers and lakes to pay the tuition. Anyway, the third son has been tricked no less than ten times along the way.

As a guard, it's not that he didn't try to stop him, but Pei Qian did it one step at a time, and he didn't miss it. It's really tiring...

"Hey, the last martial arts match yesterday is over." Pei Qian opened the booklet with poor paper and blurred fonts, first surprised, then disappointed:
"Sure enough, life is full of regrets."

No... there would be no regrets, you did it yourself... Tie Sha whispered in his heart, bowed his head to eat buns and porridge.

Sure enough, Pei Qian cheered up again, and said with a smile:

"However, God still favors us, at least we won't miss the second half."

In the second half of the grand prize, some people from the world will be allowed to participate. Of course, there is a fee to pay for this.

It can be regarded as a means of generating income. Anyway, with the strength of the vast majority of Jianghu people, they can't interfere with the competition of the five major sects at all.

Almost all of them will be brushed off in the early stage, but the halo of the big reward is really huge, and being able to participate in it is not only a bragging point, but also a chance to comprehend Dao Yun—although it is very small.

But over the years, it is still flocking to.

The purpose of Pei Qian's trip to Jianghu this time is to participate in the second half of the awards.

Although the cost of this booklet is extremely low, but fortunately it is not completely deceptive, at least the information is relatively complete.

From the information of the geniuses of the various sects on the list, to the results of the martial arts competition, and the major events that happened during the period from the martial arts performance to the grand prize, they are all recorded.

Pei Qian looked at it with relish, he didn't even eat the meal, flipping through it, he said in surprise:
"Where did this Ji Ping'an come from? There is no such person in the family's information. He has only cultivated his energy for three months, and he has won the first prize by nourishing his energy, and his piano, chess, poetry, and painting skills beat the crowd."

Tie Sha was slightly surprised, took a few glances, and said:
"Qin Tianjian was created by the national teacher after all, and there are still some foundations."

Pei Qian suddenly smiled confidently:

"Very good, fighting against the heroes, Fang showed his skills. Let's see that I also show off in this big award. When I go home, see how the second sister still says I am young and immature?"

There was a strong confidence in his tone.

After all, being able to be on the Jianghu Qianlong list at a young age is enough to show his martial arts talent.

Tie Sha couldn't bear it, thinking that self-confidence is a good thing, but compared with the Tianjiao of the five major sects, it is too self-confident.

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Royal Palace.

After today's court meeting, Emperor Yuanqing drove to the Kunning Palace where the empress was, had dinner with her, and checked the young prince's homework.

In this era of lack of evening entertainment, morning courts are often held just after dawn, so the ministers can only suffer from getting up in the middle of the night to wash up.

The emperor is similar, he often ends his court early before eating.

"Your Majesty, my concubine heard that the national religion won the big prize yesterday? Neither of the two leaders this year fell into the hands of others. Congratulations."

The empress was dignified and glamorous, and waved her hand to order the maids to remove the breakfast, peel open the tribute loquat with their own hands, and feed it to the emperor.

Emperor Yuanqing was leaning on the wooden couch, with black hair, but slightly tired, holding a volume of books in his hand and reading.

Hearing the words, he snorted softly and said:
"Although Taoism is the state religion, it is not subordinate to the imperial court after all. The same is true for Qin Tianjian."

The queen was a little surprised, thinking that these two major sects were the pillars of the Great Zhou, so why did he dislike it.

But think about it again, the other side of the couch allows others to sleep soundly. Apart from the first God Emperor, how many subsequent emperors are really not dissatisfied?
After all, since ancient times, the emperor has been the emperor of the ninth five years. As a result, in the 400 years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there has always been a national teacher on his head.

Although he retreats and ignores world affairs, no matter whether he is practicing Jianghu or the common people, he does not know who is sitting on the throne, but there is no one who does not know the Great Zhou Guoshi.

It is human nature to have resentment in the heart.

"Your Majesty, the Censor of Zuodu is asking to see you."

Suddenly, a eunuch ran to the door in small steps, bowed and said in a sharp voice.

Emperor Yuanqing frowned, not knowing why, and said, "Bring him here."

Not long after, the old censor in the crimson official robe came, holding the book in his hand, and said:

"My minister sees Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Emperor Yuan Qing waved his hand: "There's no need to be too polite, why should Ai Qing come here in person?"

The old censor said: "Your Majesty, this is about the bribery of the doctor of the Ministry of Punishment, the collusion between the local officials of Zhongzhou and the Jianghu gangsters..."

This case was not mentioned for the first time, it happened once last year, but there was no evidence, and then it was dropped.

Now the old censor is arrogant and arrogant, and he thinks that he has been identified by Taoism, and the bribery account book in his hand is enough to "be ashamed".

In the process, he briefly mentioned the gang fights in the city last night.

It is only said that people in the Jianghu murdered each other, and the body of the owner of the Juxian Villa was discovered, and only then was there a follow-up discovery.

Emperor Yuanqing frowned after listening, took a look at the account book, and couldn't help being furious:
"Order the governor of the town to investigate strictly. Everyone eats their brains full of fat. There is also this Juxian Village. I ordered the Zhongzhou Army to send troops to wipe it out."

"Yes!"

The old censor left contentedly.

When the people left, the queen comforted:

"Your Majesty calm down. It's not worth getting angry about these people."

Emperor Yuanqing remained silent, he calmed down, recalled the topic he had interrupted before, called the eunuch again, and ordered:

"Go to Qingyun Palace and ask, what's the arrangement for the second half of the grand prize, is there a chance of winning?"

He wanted to ask in person, but Xin Yaoguang might not meet him, so he didn't bother to go.

The Queen squeezed a piece of loquat, stuffed it into his mouth, and said:

"Is Your Majesty worried about the second half?"

Emperor Yuanqing sighed:
"In the previous awards, it still depends on the outcome of the second half. If you lose this round, all the previous reputation and momentum will be in vain. Besides, the more popular the competition is, the harder it is to win in the second half."

The logic is simple:
In view of the gathering of the major sects in the second half, it is obvious that the stronger the Daomen and Qin Tianjian are in the competition, the easier it is to be attacked by the other three sects.

In the past few days, the people in the city have been rejoicing, but anyone who has some knowledge is worried, knowing that the situation is not optimistic.

"Hmph, the Zhen Fusi reported last night that Gao Mingjing visited the Imperial Beast Sect and Huaiyuan overnight, what's his plan? I don't need to think about it, I know, there must be a series of alliances."

The queen didn't say a word, feeling in her heart:

Although His Majesty does not like these two "mountains", it is also a contradiction to rely on them.

……

Silent garden.

In the early morning, Xin Yaoguang welcomed a guest.

In the quiet and elegant garden, a piece of pool water reflects the sunshine like broken gold.

Suddenly, the sunlight ignited, and the flame burned through the space. Qi Hongmian twisted her waist and walked out.

As always, she was wearing a gorgeous and luxurious summer dress, a small phoenix crown on her head, and an oval face with a dignified temperament, but she was too glamorous, and there was a little bit of majesty without anger.

Bullying Shuang Saixue raised his chin, and looked at the room sitting in the room without emotion, his demeanor was cold and dusty, not like a female priest in the world.

The two sides looked at each other through a window, Xin Yaoguang's slender eyes narrowed, and her voice was ethereal:

"Why does Master Qi have time to visit?"

Qi Hongmian let out a "huh" and said lightly:
"The first half was too boring, and I taught you to take advantage of it. Let me take a look, what kind of Taoism is the Taoist going to show?"

Xin Yaoguang shook her head lightly, her voice was calm and firm:

"Master Qi can't trust me. Since the grand award is held for our Taoist sect, we will not use inferior means to favor our own people."

Qi Hongmian sneered: "Whether it is biased or not, you have to look at it to know."

Xin Yaoguang didn't say a word, and waved his Taoist robe lightly.

Immediately, the scripture on the table was opened by itself, and a page of paper flew out and fell towards Qi Hongmian.

On her shoulder, the crimson bird looked dignified, staring at the page of Taoism without blinking.

Qi Hongmian swept over her consciousness, was silent for a moment, and said arrogantly:

"not bad."

After all, she turned into a ray of fire and disappeared.

Xin Yaoguang's expression is still indifferent, like a fairy who is not stained with dust, she raised her bare hands, retracted the Taoist scriptures, opened her red lips lightly, and sent a voice transmission to all the Taoist elders:
"The second half of the Divine City Awards, Dao Realm Cloud Dwelling."

……

Qin Tianjian, Qinglian Xiaozhu.

When Ji Ping'an returned to his original appearance, washed his face, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and was about to lay down under the peach tree to bask in the sun and read a book.

Suddenly, a melodious bell rang in the courtyard. He raised his head, stood in the courtyard and looked into the distance, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Not quite sure what happened, but after thinking about it, he stepped out of the courtyard door and walked along the path towards the source of the sound.

Along the way, I also met some star officials who heard the news.

In Qin Tianjian, different bells represent different meanings. Such melodious bells are often not urgent, but news worthy of everyone's attention must be announced.

Sure enough, when Ji Pingan arrived at Xilinbi, he was surprised to find that the "bulletin board" next to the stone wall was crowded with people, and everyone was talking about it.

"What happened?" Ji Pingan asked when he saw a slightly familiar face.

The female supervising student who had asked for an autograph called out to the people behind her. She was impatient at first, but when she saw that it was Ji Pingan, her eyes lit up.

I couldn't hold back my excitement, my face was flushed, and I stammered:
"Ji...Senior Brother Ji...It's the second half of the grand prize. He said that the content was announced, and he said what it is 'Cloud Dwelling Dao Realm'."

Ji Pingan was slightly taken aback.

At this moment, Pei Sili, who was wearing a black robe, hurried over, greeted Ji Pingan and said:
"I haven't found you yet, come with me."

……

When Ji Pingan followed Pei Sili all the way to Liangyi Hall.

I was surprised to find that not only the members of the "Tianbang Squad", but also the five supervisors and several Si Li were also present.

The atmosphere in the hall was a bit depressing. The ministers sat in their seats honestly, and the guards stood in front. Seeing Ji Pingan approaching, Li Guofeng said lightly:
"Everyone is ready, let's start."

Ji Pingan didn't say a word, and silently walked to the empty seat next to Luo Huaizhu and Mu Yaoyao.

"Dao Chi" nodded to him, then stared at the front seriously, looking like a good student.

The foodie girl was keenly aware of the melon seeds in his hand, her eyes lit up, but she held back and didn't ask for it.

Ji Pingan sat down, and saw the serious expressions of the five prison marquis standing in front.

Li Guofeng's sharp eyes scanned the faces, and said:

"You were called here because the Daoist Sect sent an announcement just now. Part of the content of the second half of the Divine City Awards has been released, and it is the Daoist Cloud Dwelling Realm."

coming!

Hearing this sentence, all the ministers present were shocked, and Wang Xian and others did not blink.

In the competition stage, Luo Huaizhu failed to make it to the finals, and only managed to get third place, and the rest were eliminated earlier.

But in the second half, everyone can enter, which undoubtedly regains the opportunity to compete.

"Jianhou, what is the Dao Realm of Yunqi?" Lin Qin raised his hand and asked, expressing his confusion.

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