The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 136 A man should be like this
Li Guofeng was not surprised, and said lightly:

"The last time Pei Sili explained the rules of the first half to you, he didn't mention the second half in detail. Because the content of each award is different, but some basic rules remain the same. For example, the first half is a martial arts competition. In the second half, you will all be thrown into a Dao Realm, and compete for the final victory according to the established rules.

"The so-called Taoist realm can be understood as a blessed place in the cave, and the cloud-dwelling Taoist realm is the name of this session."

Ji Pingan sighed, thinking that in the past few years, there are still not many new ideas.

Wang Xian said:

"I heard that the so-called Dao realm is derived from the heavenly scriptures, and there are universes in it, which is similar to the mustard seed Nasumi of Buddhism."

"Book from Heaven?" Hearing this word, many young star officials showed longing and curiosity.

As practitioners, they more or less know some "basic knowledge" of practicing Jianghu.

For example, every major sect today has at least one magic weapon of the town sect.

Among the Taoist sects, the most famous one is the "Three Volumes of Heavenly Book".

The legend was written thousands of years ago by Dao Zun who realized the world.

There is an alternative version of the saying, namely:

The Book of Heaven is not a creation of man, but a fetish that fell from the sky and was picked up by the Taoist priest.

Passed down from generation to generation, each page has a different magical function.

The powerful Taoists of all dynasties have tried to see the true meaning of the Dao from the "Book of Heaven", but no one has ever succeeded.

"That's right," Xu Xiurong nodded, and said:

"Because it is the derivation of the Daoist scriptures, it is infinitely mysterious. There are many rules set up in it. When you enter it and compete according to the rules, you will be able to determine the winner. However, the specific internal situation has not been made public, lest the sects Prepare early. At present, we only know that the interior of Daojing is dominated by a town surrounded by forests."

Beside, Li Guofeng added:
"For the sake of fairness, anyone who enters the country is only allowed to carry a specified number of low-level magical artifacts. This is not good for Molin painters, Taoist talismans, and alchemy practitioners, but it has little impact on our star officials."

Zhao Xinghuo, tall and thin, with a knight-errant temperament, muttered:

"We don't know the specific content, but the Taoist sect will definitely know."

Fang Liuhuo, with red eyebrows, glanced at the good-for-nothing disciple, and said angrily:

"Why do you think the Taoist sect can maintain the grand award for so many years? Do you really think that people like Xin Zhangjiao will use this method?"

After a pause, he added:

"What's more, even if you want to, Master Qi will not agree."

So... you are not as righteous as you say... everyone is slandering you.

Ji Pingan felt that, with Xin Yaoguang's status and personality, he would not be biased towards himself on this point.

Xu Xiurong suddenly glanced at him and pointed out:

"Each Dao Realm's assessment content is different, but compared with force, the requirements for comprehensive abilities such as resourcefulness and assessing the situation will be higher."

mind?resourcefulness?
Everyone looked at Ji Pingan, as the so-called tactics are dirty.

Obviously, Xu Xiurong had high hopes for him.

Li Guofeng said in a deep voice: "It is also because of this that this award is not good for us."

The disciples glanced over, Jian Zhuang hesitated and said:

"Jianhou means that the three factions will join forces to encircle us and the Taoist sect?"

Qin Tianjian and Daomen lean towards the imperial court, while the other three factions are opposite, and there is inherent camp confrontation.

In the second half, since everyone competes on the same stage, it is of course a part of the competition to win allies.

Of course, this relationship is not unbreakable.

Also consider the assessment of each other's strength.

For example, if it is possible, everyone will be more willing to work together to eliminate the strongest first, so that their winning rate will increase.

Before the start of the grand prize, the results predicted by the five prison marquises are:
In the stage of the martial arts competition, the Daoist sect performed the strongest, and their own family was the weakest.

In this way, after the opening of the second half, there may be a possibility that the three sects will join forces to attack the Taoist sect, and Qin Tianjian may make a move.

Unexpectedly, due to the existence of Ji Pingan, Qin Tianjian performed brilliantly during the competition stage.

This will inevitably lead to the remaining three becoming more and more united.

"That's right, and we have the fewest number of people, which is also a huge disadvantage."

Li Guofeng said in a deep voice:

"Gao Mingjing visited Yushouzong and Yunhuai Academy one after another yesterday, which can be seen. I communicated with Elder Chen of the Taoist sect, and the opinions of both parties are: in the first half of the Taoist realm, we can join hands with the Taoist sect, and wait for the second half. Each according to his own ability."

This is the real reason for calling them over this time.

Everyone secretly wrote it down to express their understanding.

Xu Xiurong added:

"In addition, you also have to be careful of those Jianghu people. In short, except for your own people, you must be more vigilant."

Then, several prison marquis gave some precautions.

After discussing the business, a group of people spoke freely and asked questions.

Mu Yaoyao was not qualified to participate, she was purely paddling, and her focus was rather crooked, so she asked:

"The Heavenly Book is so powerful, is there a birthing device spirit?"

Xu Xiurong gave her a blank look, thinking that if you don't participate, just shut up, but he still said helplessly:
"No. This kind of ancient treasure is rather special. Anyway, I have never heard of the existence of a weapon spirit."

Ji Pingan listened without saying a word.

Of course he has read the three volumes of heavenly scriptures, and it is true that he does not have an innate weapon spirit, but it does not mean that he does not have an acquired spirit.

……

noon.

The news about Yunqi Daojing began to spread, and the matter of the three alliances also spread like wildfire.

When Ji Pingan walked into the dining hall, he felt the familiar tense and depressing atmosphere.

"Senior Brother Ji," a slightly familiar Si Chen saw him and asked worriedly, "Are you sure about the Taoist competition?"

Ji Pingan smiled: "It hasn't started yet, how would I know."

After a pause, he asked curiously, "Are you worried?"

That Si Chen was a little embarrassed, but still nodded and said:

"I've heard that the second half is different from a martial arts competition. We have fewer people..."

For the rest, he didn't say too bluntly.

After all, the brief highlight of the competition does not represent the real strength.

Ji Ping'an took the lead in raising qi, but in the end it was only about raising qi.

Wang Xian and others lost their tactical advantage and will return to their original level.

Moreover, Qin Tianjian has the least number of people and the worst overall strength. These fatal points have not disappeared.

It was only briefly covered up, but when the second half came, everything was exposed.

A dull atmosphere enveloped the hearts of every star official.

Even, some people began to sigh.

It is better to be poor at the beginning than to arouse expectations because of the martial arts competition, so that even if they are ranked last in the end, they will not disappoint the people in Beijing.

"These days, because of the martial arts competition, the common people in the city have high expectations for our Qin Tianjian. If the result is too bad..." This Si Chen hesitated to speak.

But Ji Pingan understood what he meant:
The higher the hold, the worse the fall.

"What do you mean by coming here to say this? Brother Ji has already done so well, what else do you want?" The female supervisor, who is a loyal fan, jumped up and angrily reprimanded.

Qi's chest heaved and he felt that this group of people was incompetent and would only put pressure on Senior Brother Ji.

"That's not what I meant." The young Si Chen hurriedly waved his hands, then sighed, as if fleeing away.

Ji Pingan calmly looked at those who were looking at him, looking forward or worried, and left the dining hall without saying anything.

……

In the evening, Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

The singing and dancing sounded as usual, and the door of a warm pavilion room on the second floor was pushed open.

Dressed in a light gauze dress, the fair and graceful Huakui lady reeked of alcohol, her black hair was disheveled, with one hand on her forehead, her body was supported by the maid, and she stumbled into the room.

"My lady, the bed is here..."

As the eldest maid said, she dragged the drunk lady onto the brocade, and when the latter's body collapsed, she sighed and muttered:

"Why are these guests so cruel, they made the lady like this..."

At the same time, he squatted down, removed the embroidered shoes, and lifted the quilt to cover the latter.

"Young lady, rest well." After saying that, the maid left and carefully closed the door tightly.

After the sound of footsteps left, Xiang Ning, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes and sat up slowly.

The eyes are clear and bored, where is the half-drunkness?

She looked in the direction of the window, and saw wisps of black air flowing in along the crack of the window, condensing into a mass of pure black, fox-like mist on the ground.

"The grand prize will be renewed in five days, and our people can be arranged to enter."

Xiang Ning's voice was calm:

"Powerful magic weapons are restricted in the Dao realm, and the strength of the disciples of all major sects has been weakened.

The black fox took graceful steps, walked across the brown floor, came to the side of the bed, jumped, then sat down on the bed, saying:

"Couldn't Xin Yaoguang find out?"

Xiang Ning said lightly:
"It seems that you still don't understand. Even if she finds out, she won't care, and other sects won't care, and will even welcome us. The purpose of God's Capital Award is to make these practitioners stronger, and It's not to cultivate a group of useless waste, otherwise, why do these sects always arrange young disciples to go out for training? Instead of protecting them?"

The black fox clapped its paws irritably and said:
"Isn't this using my family as a sharpening stone?"

Xiang Ning smiled and said:

"Each and each other, why don't you sharpen each other? You have to understand this quickly so that you can take over my class. It's really tiresome to deal with these men all day long. This god has stayed for too long. When this big award is over, I will So I applied for another place and never wanted to come here again.”

The black fox muttered:
"What you said seems to be planting a flag for yourself..."

Xiang Ning yawned lazily and said:

"It's better to plant a flag than anything else..."

fox:? ?

You are not right.

……

In the next few days, news about the second half of the grand prize in Shendu began to spread and brew.

The people in Beijing are also more and more excited and looking forward to it, just because:
Different from the competition in the Grand View Terrace, according to the rules of the past, the second half will be held in a different place, and everyone in the city can go to watch.

There is no need to buy "tickets" or make connections.

This is undoubtedly very attractive.

In addition, the final ranking of the five major sects and whether any of the Jianghu people in the city will emerge have become hot topics of discussion.

In this atmosphere, five days passed quickly.

It's time for the Grand Prix to open again.

……

early morning.

In a certain inn in the city, when Xiang Yiyi woke up and washed, and pushed open the window, she was shivered by the damp and cold air outside.

The girl who was short, wearing a red and black sarong had goosebumps on her neck.

Looking up at the gray clouds piled up on the sky outside the window, the faint rain falling in the air, and the slightly gloomy capital, he exhaled lightly, turned his head and shouted:
"It looks like it's going to rain!"

After saying that, the window next to her was also pushed open, revealing Xiang Xiaochuan dressed as a young hero with a striking scar on his forehead.

It's just that, unlike before, the gloomy expression on the young man's face today has disappeared. Although he still doesn't like to talk much, the unrestrained joy that should belong to young people has gradually recovered.

He smiled and said:
"The Qin Tianjian issued a climate notice the day before yesterday, and Uncle Hong already bought an umbrella yesterday."

On the second day after obtaining Wang Lun's head, they confirmed that the other party was indeed killed, and learned that none of the people in Juxianzhuang City survived.

This is not the end yet, later on, it was reported that there were changes in the government and the opposition, His Majesty the God Emperor was furious, and issued a decree, ordering the extermination of Juxian Village, a powerful force in the world.

The good news that came one after another made the three masters and servants overjoyed.

During the period, Xiang Xiaochuan also tried to contact the mysterious person that night according to the address written on the note.

He didn't make any material demands, he just wanted to ask who helped them.

Unfortunately, the other party strictly kept the secret and never mentioned it, Xiang Xiaochuan had no choice but to return with regret.

But the great hatred was rewarded, once the depression accumulated in his heart dissipated, coupled with the resources sent by Ji Ping'an, Xiang Xiaochuan broke through overnight, and he was even more happy than happy.

So much so that in the past few days, the smiles on his face are more than the sum of the past three years.

Xiang Yiyi was also sincerely happy. The only regret was that she didn't know who the "benefactor" was.

"Let's go, Uncle Hong hired a carriage, we have to go early, otherwise we won't be able to get a good seat." Xiang Xiaochuan said.

The three of them are also going to watch the grand prize today, but considering the danger and the high ticket price, they are not prepared to participate.

"kindness!"

The girl nodded vigorously, and walked to the gate of the inn, and got into the carriage with her brother.

The old servant with missing front teeth was all smiles, handed in an umbrella and a few steamed buns, then flicked his whip, and drove the carriage along Suzaku Street towards the Hun River.

According to the announcement issued by the imperial court yesterday, the location of today's grand prize is located by the Hun River.

The sky was gloomy, but there were unexpectedly many pedestrians on the road. Everyone was carrying umbrellas, as well as Maza, water bags and other things.

Apparently they were all there to observe the Grand Prize. When they got near the Hun River, they could see the Dashi Bridge from a distance, and the crowds became denser.

In the carriage, Xiang Yiyi happily opened the curtain, looked out, and chatted with her brother to share.

"Hey, that's Tingxuelou's team. I don't know if Tingxuelou will join."

Looking through the moving curtains of the car, you can see a group of veiled women mighty.

The leading woman was tall and tall, with outstanding temperament, which attracted the attention of many people. Behind her, the red-tasseled big eyes looked around, looking extremely excited.

In the past two days, although I heard that Xuezhu didn't mention the existence of the "bamboo hat man".

But after confirming the death of the owner of Juxian Manor, the entire Tingxuelou also heaved a long sigh of relief.

Originally, I thought about leaving Shendu immediately and returning to Lanzhou to take advantage of the chaos to "recover the lost land", but I didn't expect that on the eve of departure, I learned that the imperial court ordered troops to crusade...

Listening to the host of Xuexue, I was astonished, I didn't expect that the "bamboo hat man" would do this for her that night...

Well, somewhat pretentious.

But since officers and soldiers have come out, they naturally don't have to rush to leave.

Inside the carriage, Xiang Xiaochuan rationally analyzed:

"Probably not. In fact, although there is a chance of enlightenment when entering the Taoist realm, there are too few successful examples, and it is accompanied by danger. How can the leader of a dignified sect take risks, but it is possible to send a few disciples in. "

"Oh."

Xiang Yiyi looked like he had learned it, which made the former quite useful, and then he was surprised and said:

"The Buddhist monks are also here."

On the street, a group of monks surrounded the carriage and entered the venue.

It's just that unlike most people, who took the river bank as their destination, this group of monks went straight to a building on the bank that was blocked by the imperial army.

In the queue, Zen Master Huiming, who had a dark complexion and vicissitudes, and the little monk behind him also looked at the crowd with some amazement.

The little novice stared straight at the group of Tingxuelou heroines just now, his face flushed, and he said nervously:

"Master, there are many female benefactors over there."

Zen Master Huiming looked like a sage, glanced at his disciples, and warned:
"Don't be fooled, this is the Pink Skull."

The little novice said in admiration, "The skeleton is so beautiful."

Huiming was silent for a while, clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha."

……

In the crowd, Pei Qian, who was well-dressed, had a sword hanging from his waist, and had a round and festive face, was amazed:
"Tie Sha, look at that little monk over there, still staring at the heroine."

The middle-aged man with broad shoulders and thick lips said in a muffled voice:

"Third Young Master, please pay more attention and reward later."

"Calm down," Pei Qian took out the 'ticket' purchased with a lot of money from his pocket, which is the certificate to enter the Dao Realm:
"Don't you bring them all? If you want me to say, in fact, I can go in alone."

"That can't be done." Tie Sha vetoed it.

Pei Qian didn't insist, Le Diandian pushed the crowd away, and the foreground suddenly opened up.

In front of him was the vast Hun River, and the sky was filled with overcast clouds, making the surface of the river appear a little dark.

The damp wind blowing from the river shook his spirits.

The fine drizzle gradually became heavier, and the people and warriors on the bank of the river held up oil-paper umbrellas and joined together.

In the distance on the right side of the field of vision, in the misty misty rain is the outline of the Great Stone Bridge.

There is also a three-story pavilion standing on the bank of the river, which is the place where the dignitaries and dignitaries of various factions sit.

"I heard that the second half will last for several days, and there will be no rest during the period. Those officials and lords can watch from the distance in the building, but it's hard for us, so we can only watch in the rain." A warrior cursed.

Someone next to him said:

"There are not many people who can enter the building. Didn't you see that even the people from Qin Tianjian and Daomen are standing in the crowd and getting wet?"

As he said, in front of the river bank, ordinary disciples from several sects had arrived, keeping a distance from the crowd.

At this time, discussions were also gathering.

"But why didn't you see Ji Sichen and the others?" Someone stretched his neck to watch for a while, wondering.

Not only Ji Ping'an, but also the geniuses of other sects and the level of elders did not appear.

An elderly spectator laughed and said:

"You don't know this. Every time the Dao Realm of the Dao Dao is opened, the real big shots, as well as the geniuses of various factions, are the last to appear."

After a pause, he added:

"It is said that this is the weird rule set by the Great Zhou Guoshi in the past. What is it... Important people always appear last, but it is a pity that there is no Biji Heimu."

Bi chicken hey mother?A group of warriors were at a loss.

However, the obscure and incomprehensible words left by Grand Master Zhou are not just a sentence or two, and everyone is used to it.

At this time, simply chatting about the final ranking of the five sects, there are also guesses as to which genius is the most eye-catching.

After talking for a while, a commoner couldn't help saying:
"Why didn't any of you mention Ji Sichen? With his strength, could it be that he can't compete."

"Yes, yes, you gangsters, why didn't you mention Ji Sichen?"

"It's just nonsense to keep saying that Qin Tianjian can't do it."

Immediately, a large group of people echoed and expressed their dissatisfaction.

A martial artist gave a "heh" and looked at the group of people with contempt:

"What do you know, just watch the excitement. Do you really think that Ji Ping'an is very powerful? He is just famous. In terms of strength, he is only in the Qi Cultivation Realm. But when he enters the Dao Realm, there are a large group of people breaking through the Ninth Realm." , which one didn't crush him casually?"

"There is also the Qin Tianjian, who has the shallowest background and is at the bottom. What is nonsense?"

As "professionals", the warriors sneered at the idiot problems of these common people.

The Shendu Grand Prize has too much influence, and most of the audience actually have little or no knowledge of cultivation, and only judge by who is famous.

During the previous martial arts competition, the audience was separated, which was not obvious.

This time, a large group of rookies and experts mixed together, and there was a cognitive gap immediately.

"How is it possible? Ji Sichen had already published it in the newspaper, and all the immortal masters in the monastery praised it."

Someone retorted:

"Also defeated that Mo Lin, beating three rings in a row."

"That's right, these idiots blow those people into the sky, why didn't you see them come out to destroy Mo Lin's prestige?"

"I'm afraid I lost the bet, and I'm jealous of Ji Sichen."

The people expressed their disbelief.

An undisciplined Jianghu sneered and said:

"Fools and foolish women, summer insects can't speak ice. Just wait, when you enter the Dao realm, that Ji Ping'an will show his original shape. At that time, not to mention being defeated by the broken nine cultivators of the major sects, if he is defeated by someone It would be interesting if a martial artist in the rivers and lakes chops it up."

Hearing this, those who either lost the bet or simply disliked Ji Ping'an's reputation all agreed.

Needless to say the former, as the latter is also very common.

In people's simple concept, once they feel that a certain person's fame is greater than his strength, he will feel disgusted and disgusted.

The so-called "virtue does not match" is this logic.

Although in fact, strength and fame are not necessarily related...

Ji Ping'an's current situation is like this, and his reputation among the people is far greater than that of Shengzi, Qin Leyou and others, which of course makes many insiders unhappy.

And the situation of being cut down by a martial artist... is not impossible.

After all, there are a large number of undisciplined people who want to become famous by defeating a large group of geniuses in the grand prize.

Ji Ping'an is simply a perfect target.

"Hehe, I also heard a news that Qin Tianjian may not send him to play this time. He may be worried that he is too weak, but he is so famous, so he will die in the Taoism. Even if he is, he is also an inconspicuous one. The position, the core still depends on Luo Huaizhu, Wang Xian's group of true geniuses." The undisciplined person added.

The people were angry, feeling that their idols had been slandered.

Immediately filled with righteous indignation, he cursed "thief" and "riddler"...

But in view of the gap in force value, they only stayed at verbal insults.

However, as the words of these professionals spread, the people began to waver, wondering if Ji Sichen was really what they said?

Can't play today?

Or even if he participated in the war, he was still a marginal figure?
The yelling and cursing in the crowd gradually died down, and an indescribable frustration and disappointment flooded the hearts of the people.

……

At this moment, in a pavilion building supported by red lacquered wooden pillars on the bank of the river, Lu Guogong in a Chinese costume stepped on the stairs and walked step by step to the "observation platform" on the third floor.

In the past, this building was specially used for people to hold literary meetings and enjoy the river view, but today it is used as a stand.

"My lord, sit down quickly." The old eunuch in a python robe arrived one step earlier, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Emperor Yuanqing will not come today, and Eunuch Deng will attend on his behalf.

In addition, Bachelor Cheng Zhi, Master Xue Ting and others were also present—there were many seats placed in the entire pavilion, but most of them were empty.

"It's getting late, it's time for all parties to appear."

Duke Lu walked to the railing, looked at the drizzle outside, and the undulating Hun River, and said:

"I really look forward to the methods of the fairy family."

In the second half of the previous awards, there was an unwritten rule, that is, to show off their supernatural powers in front of the people of Shendu.

……

Yunhuai Bookstore.

"Master! It's time to go."

Qin Leyou was dressed in a moon-white Confucian robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, his chest was slightly open, and his handsome and masculine face was no longer frivolous.

In the hall, Mrs. Zhang, who has a goatee beard and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, said "En" and stood up from the mahogany armchair.

Take a step with your hands behind your back and walk down the steps.

Looking at the scholar swordsmen lined up neatly in the courtyard, he nodded with satisfaction.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said, "Raise the sword!"

Han Qingsong took the lead to follow: "Sword!"

Qin Leyou followed closely behind: "Sword!"

"Sword!"

"Sword!"

Everyone uttered this sentence, and the long sword around his waist was unsheathed with a clang, and it swelled in the wind, turning into a door panel.

A scholar named Huaiyuan jumped onto the sword body, roared into the sky, and flew with the sword.

……

Molin Post House.

Wearing a large robe, with an ancient inkstone hanging from his waist, and a silver-haired shawl, the great painter opened the door, and also looked at the painters and musicians who were lined up in two teams in the courtyard.

Qu Chuchen and Zhong Tongjun said at the same time: "Master Gao, the time has come."

Gao Mingjing was full of immortality, and said with a loud smile:

"Today, I, Mo Lin, should be famous."

While speaking, a painting scroll slipped from his sleeve, and Gao Mingjing smashed it into pieces.

In an instant, a mysterious and terrifying aura descended.

A stone bridge in the painting suddenly materializes, with one end pierced on the ground of the courtyard and the other end extending infinitely towards the sky.

Gao Mingjing took the lead, followed by the rest of the painters and musicians, stepping up the bridge.

……

On the banks of the Hun River, the drizzle was swaying.

A large group of people held umbrellas, resisting the cold wind, and talking to each other.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Sword Immortal!"

The people looked up and saw figures coming from the sky with their swords in the distance, piercing the sky and screaming. This is a scene that only storytellers can see.

This moment actually happened.

Not long after, the scholars of Huaiyuan suspended their swords over the Hun River, and their clothes were fluttering, which caused a burst of amazement.

"Someone is here again!"

This time, it turned out to be a stone bridge, stretching out from the void, piercing directly on the gray river surface, and a group of men and women on the bridge arrived in an instant.

Then, suddenly a red cloud floated in the sky, covering the earth.

In the cloud, a disciple of the Beast Master Sect appeared one after another with all kinds of rare and exotic beasts around him.

Then, with a flurry of cranes, the wind swept across, and the direction of the Qingyun Palace rose in auspicious colors, and then a group of Taoists rode the cranes, descending into the mortal world.

The common people were very hooked. In the past, where would they have the opportunity to witness so many gods' tricks.

"Where is Qin Tianjian? Haven't come yet?"

Hongying in the crowd muttered:
"I don't know if that Ji Ping'an will appear."

Tingxuelou also heard those rumors.

"Brother, is what those people said true?"

Holding the oil-paper umbrella, Xiang Yiyi was a little annoyed, and looked at the young man beside him expectantly.

Xiang Xiaochuan hesitated for a while, but still told the truth:

"That's true. That Ji Sichen won the first place in the martial arts competition because it was divided into two rounds: nourishing energy and breaking nine. Unless he can advance to breaking nine in just a few days, he will be thrown into the Dao Realm. It is indeed not high, even lower than some of the Jianghu loose people... But it is not easy to break through the big realm? In Qin Tianjian, it must be ranked in an inconspicuous position."

Xiang Yiyi lowered her head in frustration.

At this moment, there was finally movement in the direction of Qin Tianjian, and people only saw that the sky suddenly darkened.

Under the gray-black clouds, the sky is full of stars twinkling.

Then, five light beams of different colors rose from the ground like giant swords, cutting through the sky.

Turn into five bright, parallel starlight.

In the blink of an eye, five starlights cut through the drizzle and shone on the dim Hun River. At this moment, the entire sky lit up.

"When it comes to big scenes, the star officials are still good at it."

On the viewing platform of the pavilion, Lu Guogong smiled and commented.

People beside him echoed, while Master Xue Ting looked at the beam of emerald green starlight.

I saw that the starlight gradually faded, revealing a group of star officials wearing various robes, the leader is the five great eunuchs, as soon as they appeared, they harnessed the starlight and fled towards the pavilion.

Also let out a group of young disciples standing behind, Luo Huaizhu, Wang Xian, Lin Qin, Shi Hao...

However, unlike many people's expectations, the one standing at the front, the center, and the "core" position of a group of star officials is not the girl who just wants to take a breath when something happens.

It was a young man with a peaceful smile.

"Ji Sichen!"

"Ji Sichen is here!"

"That's the one at the front!"

The people along the coast were shocked at first, and then the disappointment and doubt in their hearts turned into surprise and excitement, and many people shouted.

This is an admiration for the hero who cut three rings in a row and raised his eyebrows for the people of Dazhou.

Who said Qin Tianjian would not allow him to appear?

And who said that with his cultivation base, he would only be in an inconspicuous marginal position?
Xiang Yiyi showed surprise on his face, and Xiang Xiaochuan felt a little pain in his face.

The red tasseled heroine was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Is Qin Tianjian so confident?"

Those warriors who had previously slandered Ji Ping'an were also stunned, each showing a look of confusion and astonishment. They didn't understand why the big shots of Qin Tianjian dared to arrange it like this?
Moreover, Luo Huai Zhu and other Tianjiao, why are they willing to stand behind Ji Ping'an and be willing to be green leaves?
They don't understand.

In the crowd, Pei Qian pressed the hilt of his sword with his left hand and pointed with his right hand, with an envious look on his face, he said:

"A man should be like this, he can take his place."

Tie Sha held an umbrella silently, without saying a word.

……

High in the sky, above the layers of gray clouds.

Xin Yaoguang and Qi Hongmian sat on the clouds, their eyes pierced through the clouds at the same time, and saw the cheering people below.

The female Sword Fairy had a strange look on her face. She never expected that this guy would accumulate such a huge popularity without knowing it.

Qi Hongmian sneered, thinking of something, suddenly said in a somewhat complicated tone:
"Sure enough, he is a disciple of the national teacher, and he is in the same line. Back then, the national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty was always the focus of the crowd wherever he went. Even if he changed his name and appearance, it was the same."

Xin Yaoguang glanced at her and said softly:

"That's why Master Xu fell in love with you?"

Qi Hongmian, who was dressed as the "Queen", was expressionless, and the surrounding temperature began to rise, and her fists hanging in the dark red sleeves were clenched tightly.

The corners of Xin Yaoguang's mouth raised unobtrusively, and immediately stopped irritating this domineering woman, her voice was ethereal:

"It's getting late, let's start."

Qi Hongmian sneered, closed his eyes and meditated, and stopped looking at her.

Compared to the boring martial arts competition, the second of the two most powerful women in the world will overlook the whole round, also in order to avoid some irreparable accidents.

Xin Yaoguang's expression was cold, her beautiful eyes swept across the crowd below, she held the whisk in one hand, and pulled out a page of Daoist scriptures with the other hand, and dropped it into the clouds.

In an instant, a roar that could be clearly heard from any corner of the entire God City emerged.

……

Ji Pingan on the Hun River raised his head, his face was wet by the drizzle, and the cold wind ruffled his hair.

In his squinted eyes, the sky above his head rolled first, and then, a whole lush world slowly fell down.

Misty radiance rose around his body, turning into a beam of light, which was sucked into the paper.

The onlookers on both sides of the strait fell silent at the same time, deeply shocked by this scene, they dared not speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings.

Among the crowd, Pei Qian and other Jianghu people with "tickets" came out, burned the tickets in their hands, wrapped themselves, and then turned into a stream of light, rushing into the Yunqi Taoist realm.

In the observation deck of the pavilion, Xu Xiurong, Luan Yu... and others also quietly watched that page of Taoism, which turned into an infinite size, and slowly spread on the rushing Hun River.

Then, the river surface casts light and shadows, and under the gray clouds, a vivid world is projected.

……

When the vision returned to clear, what Ji Pingan saw were thick tree trunks and the sky covered by intricate branches.

He was in a lush forest.

Underfoot is the ground covered with dead branches and rotting leaves, and the humid and warm air is mixed with the smell of rotting wood.

It's not raining here, so it's obviously not in the same space as the outside world.

But looking up, you can see the ends of the trees, filled with white clouds.

So... "Yunqi" means this.

Ji Pingan retracted his gaze, looked forward, and found a forest cabin directly in front of him.

……

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