The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 156 Investigating the direction of the magician's remains
Inside the antique room.

As Ji Pingan opened his mouth in a deep voice, Yu Yu bit his lips and sat down reluctantly, but the trembling cheeks and trembling hands revealed the unrest in his heart.

The other two goods did not perform better than her.

The news was so horrifying that it was hard to accept for a while.

Ji Ping'an glanced at the three of them, organized his words in his mind, and said:
"I know, it's difficult for you to accept, and I am the same. From a rational point of view, of course, the other party may be pretending. This possibility cannot be ruled out, but when we think about it, it is better to be bold than to be unprepared.

Moreover, this matter is not something that can be proved by my isolated case. If my speculation is true, then, even now, the major forces in Kyushu may have discovered many signs.

So, what I tell you is to prepare you mentally. "

Huang He was the oldest among the few people present. After the initial shock, he quickly calmed down and said:

"Young master is right, just like the national teacher once said, boldly assume, carefully verify."

Yes, yes, I said everything... "Lu Xun from another world" Ji Pingan silently nodded his praise.

Huang He swallowed, and continued:
"We assume that this is true. The secrets in the starry sky may be greater than all of us imagined. One thing to do now is to report this discovery to the Qin Tianjian, and let the prisons discuss and confirm it. After all, we A few are too few.

In addition, it is to find a way to find the rest of the 'reborn'... That Zhu Xun is an enemy, and he will not say anything, but the people who have returned from rebirth are all enemies for no reason, and there may be our teacher, as long as If you find them, you may be able to learn the truth behind this from them. "

Ji Pingan glanced at him unexpectedly, thinking that he is indeed a doctor, at least he has a brain.

Mu Yaoyao blinked her eyes, then suddenly raised her hand and said:
"You can also start with this fragment, such as divination or something, and you will definitely find something."

Tsk... I thought you only had food on your mind... Ji Pingan turned pale with fright, shocked by Mu Yaoyao's wisdom.

Yu Yu opened his mouth, and Miss Saintess also wanted to express her opinion.

But when she found out that she had already told the two of them what she could say, she felt discouraged for a while. Qiong wrinkled her nose and hummed:

"I just wanted to say that I was preempted by you. Damn it!"

Then his eyes widened, and he said to Ji Pingan: "Do you have anything to add?"

... Ji Pingan took a deep breath, resisting the urge to beat her up, and said:

"That's right. I really need to report it. I will send a letter back later. As for this meteorite, I have tried astrology, but there is resistance in it, and I can't break it for the time being. I can only put it on hold."

After a pause, he said seriously: "So, our top priority is to think about how to find the rest of the reborn."

Hearing this, the three of them lowered their heads and fell into deep thought, starting the brainstorming mode.

After a while, Yu Yu was the first to speak first:
"We can look for commonalities. According to what you said, Zhu Xun's soul is stored in the fragments, and the fragments exist in the body, and his cultivation is far worse than in the past. That is to say, he uses some kind of similar It exists in the way of "seizing the house", and the behavior of "seizing the house" occurs on the night when the stars return to their positions.

Therefore, we can try to find out from the people, who has recently changed their temperament in the city, or 'leaved home' and went elsewhere... because this can prevent relatives and friends from noticing abnormalities. "

Well, it makes sense...

Unfortunately, I arranged for someone to investigate a long time ago... Ji Pingan said to continue.

Mu Yaoyao blinked and raised her hand to speak:

"You can also look for it from the perspective of practice. If those reborn are in a lower state, then they should be eager to recover their strength.

Like this Zhu Xun, in order to restore his cultivation, he chose the magic method, and we found out that we can also find other people from the Four Sages through similar channels, or, to see if there is anyone in the market, suddenly start to collect Pills, treasures of heaven and earth and so on. "

Although it's not very useful, it's still a way of thinking... Ji Ping'an nodded in satisfaction.

Huang He pondered for a while, and said:

"What I think is that hundreds of years ago, the strongmen of the Four Sacred Sects could be resurrected, and the strongmen of the various sects who died in the past few hundred years may also be able to be reborn. If these people are alive, think differently, I will definitely find a way to return to my sect... In other words, as long as the major sects release news, just wait and see?"

Ji Pingan nodded first, then shook his head:
"You're right, and you're not right."

Seeing the three of them staring at each other, Ji Pingan analyzed:
"Returning to the sect is indeed the fastest and safest way, but what about the risks? Every strong man has many enemies during his lifetime, not only outside the sect, but also inside the sect. Besides, will a group of dead teachers return? Impact the original power structure?
Or most simply, how do they prove themselves?

To worship the mountain rashly is undoubtedly putting oneself in a dangerous situation, leaving life and death in the hands of others. Which strong person would do this?
So, I'm more inclined to:
They will temporarily try to hide their identities, and try to obtain resources to restore their strength through the channels they know. At the same time, they will approach their respective sects, try to blend in, or collect intelligence and observation, and then slowly contact them after they are sure. . "

Yu Yu slapped the table with his little hand, and his snow-white jaw snapped, like a pug:

"Yes, yes, this statement is reliable. It is this kind of psychology. What is it called? Think in another way."

She was amazed, and felt that Ji Ping'an was very powerful, and he said what he said as if he was a reborn person himself.

Ji Pingan didn't say a word. He has rich experience in rebirth, so he has an accurate grasp of other people's mentality...

Huang He pondered and said:
"Then it will be hard to find."

Ji Pingan suddenly said:

"Actually, there is another method, which is fishing. Do you think, how did Zhu Xun get in touch with the Four Sages after he was reborn? Of course, it is not certain whether the Four Sages are reborn, or he may be just kidding, but This provides an idea.

Is Zhu Xun's deliberate preaching also a way to attract the rest of the reborn?After those people are reborn, they will soon learn that the meteor shower fell not long ago, so they will definitely have some associations.

While hiding yourself, you must also try to pay attention, explore the abnormalities around you, and look for other reborns..."

Huang He understood in seconds:

"My son means that the reborns themselves will try to contact each other, or search for each other. So as long as a 'reborn' is created and placed on the bright side, it will be able to attract hidden reborns? How can it be operated? And this Helping people won’t be so easy to be fooled.”

Ji Pingan said:
"Of course the method can't be so rough and deliberate. Maybe it can be done according to the trend. For example, I believe that Zhu Xun's spread of exercises and the resurgence of the Four Sages must have attracted the attention of the rest of the reborn..."

As he said this, the image of the landlady appeared in his mind.

Why did Fang Ling appear at the rally?
Could it be that the landlady is one?
No... At least from what he has learned and observed recently, Fang Ling's personality has not changed in the near future.

Besides, Ji Pingan speculated that there must be a threshold for rebirth, such as reaching a certain level of cultivation before death, otherwise all rotten fish and shrimps will be reborn, and meteors will not be enough...

And Tingxuelou is just a martial arts sect, apart from Xue Ji from the past, are the other generations of landlords qualified?

He shook his head, threw the chaotic thoughts out of his mind, then let out a deep breath, and said:
"Okay, I don't have a clear idea for the time being. Everyone go back and think about it and let yourself calm down. As for the few things I just said, they can also be used as our next investigation direction."

The three of them did not refute, their minds were actually even more confused.

For example, Yu Yu, now his mind is full of thoughts:

If the ancestor of the master is reborn, the ancestor of the ancestor of the master is also reborn, and the ancestor of the master of the master is also reborn...

Wouldn't my seniority in the state religion be lowered by several levels?
It feels like the status of "saint" has been devalued at once.

……

After the three left, the room became quiet again.

Ji Pingan rubbed the center of his brows before taking out the Taoist scriptures from his bosom. After pondering for a while, he chose "Xin Yaoguang" and began to write.

He didn't contact Qin Tianjian. On the one hand, compared to other sects, Qin Tianjian was established for too short a time, and it is true that no master will be reborn.

Except for himself, everyone else, including the eldest disciple who drifted to unknown where, Qin Tian Jianzheng, is still alive.

In addition, he believed that through Xin Yaoguang, the information could be passed on to Li Guofeng and others, saving himself trouble.

Instead of chatting and posting nonsense like "Are you there?", Ji Pingan directly wrote his findings and guesses into a long text and sent it out.

Then start waiting.

After about dozens of breaths, the Taoist scripture trembled slightly, and words appeared:
[Xin Yaoguang: Is this serious? ! 】

Her tone was quite shocked, and she almost sent out a stunned emoji.

[Ji Ping'an: Am I joking about this kind of thing? 】

After a long silence.

【Xin Yaoguang: Got it.In fact, Daomen has also received some clues recently, which are consistent with the information you provided.Just never confirmed. 】

Sure enough, I knew... As the number one sect in the Great Zhou, the Taoist sect couldn't have been unaware... Ji Ping'an was not surprised.

I saw the female head teacher continued:
[Not just Taoism, if this is true, all major forces in Kyushu will be aware of it one after another and take action. 】

[Ji Pingan: For example? 】

[Xin Yaoguang: Strangling, and scrambling.As you said, no one will be happy to see public enemies like the Four Sacred Sects revive, so if they can be found, they will try to kill them when they are weak... After all, now that the spiritual essence is revived, it will be twice the result with half the effort. Ordinary monks will still encounter bottlenecks, but this kind of people will not.Given time, it will become a serious disaster.As for the competition, it is natural to fight for the teacher of the faction, so as not to be found by others in advance... The premise is that your guess is true]

It's pretty much the same as I expected, the major factions are at least the first reaction, they will still try to find the members of each faction... The reason is also very simple, one is to find the secret of the starry sky from the opponent's mouth...

In addition, the impact of power can be placed later, at least in terms of legal principles and cultivation bases, the reborn who are still in a weak state cannot impact the major forces...

And these people without bottlenecks, once they are retrieved and diverted resources, are enough to cultivate a group of strong people in a short period of time.

Is this an "arms race" in some sense?
Ji Pingan suddenly realized a point that he had neglected:

Once a certain sect starts to cultivate reborn people on a large scale, the rest of the forces must do the same.

Otherwise, they will fall behind in overall strength and be beaten.

"Evil deeds inwardly..."

Ji Pingan was thinking about it, when he saw Xin Yaoguang sent another message:
[There are also two pieces of information here that I can tell you]

[First, according to the information collected by Taoism, on the night of the return of the stars, it is suspected that someone who came back from the dead appeared]

[Second, the divisions of Tiandi Lingsu are uneven, and are slowly gathering in the hinterland of the Central Plains, that is, in the direction of Lanzhou]

Ji Pingan chewed on these two pieces of information and fell into deep thought.

"Resurrection from the dead... Xin Yaoguang means that the 'carriers' of these reborn people are the people who died that night? Yes, my several reincarnations are actually the same logic, and every time I am reborn, How many will inherit a small part of scattered memories, and is it the same for others?"

"As for the unevenness of spirits, the convergence towards Lanzhou... let's not analyze the reasons behind it, but only deduce the results. If this trend does not stop, it will be fine in the short term, but in the long run, all forces, including the reborn ones, will inevitably move towards it. Lanzhou gathered.

It’s still a matter of introversion, Lanzhou has more spiritual essence than other places, so with the same aptitude and talent, the speed of practice here will be faster... and if you fall behind, you will be beaten..."

"So, when I got astrology and got the revelation of coming to Lanzhou, one of the meanings should be here?"

With ups and downs in his thoughts, Ji Pingan replied:
【Thank you Headmaster.Please also report this matter to Li Jianhou. 】

[Xin Yaoguang: Good. 】

Immediately, the two broke off contact.

……

Qingyun Palace, Ji Garden.

Tonight, the gods are cloudless, the stars and the moon are shining, and the whole garden is lonely and cold. Xin Yaoguang is alone, standing on the small bridge, pinching a page of the Taoist scriptures in his bare hands, lost in thought.

The night wind blew gently, blowing her pure white feather coat woven like light, and the lotus jade crown on her head shimmered with jasper.

The stunning female head teacher frowned, staring at the words on the paper that gradually faded away, lost in thought for a long time.

Only those who are very close to her can see the lingering shock on her face.

In fact, although some clues had been obtained before, they never dared to think in this direction.

Until Ji Ping'an sent this information, the female Taoist connected many clues together, and enlightenment and shock appeared in her eyes.

"The stars return to their place..."

Xin Yaoguang's beautiful face was lifted up, bathed in the bright moon, she couldn't help but think of her master, and... Grand Master of Zhou.

If this is true, will I still have a chance to reunite with my master and the national teacher?

Even, is there a chance to meet the patriarch of Taoism, the "True Huayang" who only exists in the biography?
And "Li Yang Zhenren"...

"Calm down!" She shook her head vigorously, suppressed her chaotic thoughts, exhaled lightly, and regained her senses in her eyes.

The news was too horrifying, and she still had doubts about it, but regardless of whether it was true or not, she had to act.

Xin Yaoguang put down the Taoist scriptures, and lightly buttoned his waist card. Not long after, a figure in a plain Taoist robe came on the wind from inside the hanging flower gate.

Chen Daoling Jishou: "What order do you have for summoning the teacher?"

Xin Yaoguang regained her fairy-like coolness, and her voice was illusory:
"The order is for the remaining elders in the palace to discuss matters. In addition, tell the Holy Son not to wander around in Qingzhou, and go south as soon as possible to meet the Holy Maiden."

Chen Daoling was puzzled and didn't know what happened, but he still said:

"Follow the law."

When she left, Xin Yao suddenly opened a translucent mask around her naked body, and the Yang God left her body and fled towards the night sky.

……

Qin Tianjian, Jinyuan tea room.

Li Guofeng, who was wearing a pure white official robe embroidered with gold thread, was sitting by the window, flipping through the densely packed astrology files on the table.

The light of the oil lamp reflected on his face, making his eyebrows look particularly deep.

Ever since Ji Pingan pushed the door into the palace and made the remarks about the return of the stars, during this period of time, apart from his daily practice, he tried to hit the realm of observing the sky.

Most of the time was spent studying star charts, trying to pry into the truth, but found nothing.

"The national teacher has noticed the secret in the past, but I still can't understand it now." Li Guofeng smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, the half-covered window flung open, and the lights on the table flickered. He turned his head abruptly, his eyebrows were like lightning, and soon he saw only a phantom in feather robes appearing outside the window.

"Teacher Xin?!" Li Guofeng was shocked, stood up and cupped his hands:
"I don't know what the headmaster visits late at night, so-called?"

Xin Yaoguang glanced at him and said lightly:
"It's about the follow-up of the return of the stars, I have a guess to let you know."

Then, she gave a brief account of the guess of the reborn person, only to hear Li Guofeng froze in place as if struck by lightning. After a long time, this serious and old-fashioned supervisor almost lost his composure:
"Is this true?"

You learn from me... Xin Yaoguang showed dissatisfaction and said:
"Not confirmed, just speculation."

Li Guofeng was stunned for a long time, Fang Shen let out a breath, and cheered up:

"Thank you, Master, for letting me know!"

Xin Yaoguang said lightly:

"I didn't tell you this, but Ji Ping'an found out about it and asked me to tell it."

After finishing speaking, the headmistress waved her sleeves without taking away a single cloud, leaving Li Guofeng stunned in the tea room, not recovering for a long time:

"Ji... Ping'an?"

……

……

In a quiet room.

Ji Pingan saw that there were no more words emerging from the Taoist scriptures, and let out a silent breath:

"I thought you would at least care about Yu Yu's recent situation."

Shaking his head, he folded up the Taoist scriptures, thought for a while, and saw that it was not too late.

He simply pushed open the door again, glanced at the three people in a daze in their respective rooms, shook his head, jumped up and disappeared into the dark night again.

Not long after, Ji Ping'an turned into a cloud of smoke after changing his appearance, and rushed along the street towards the north of the city.

……

Song House.

As a well-known scholarly family, the Song family's mansion was built in Beicheng. Although the three-entry mansion occupies far less land than the rich family, it has an excellent location.

In Yuhang City, where every inch of land is expensive, this house alone shows its heritage.

In the middle of the night, most of the houses in the whole house were darkened, only the porter, the street watchman and other rooms were lit with lights.

In the master bedroom, Song Qinglian, who was over fifty years old, was lying on the bed with a serious face, beside his sleeping wife.

The room was quiet. Suddenly, a paper figurine fluttered down from the eaves, and with a click of pia, it stuck to the ground.

Then he got up stiffly under the pull of an invisible force, adjusted his downward direction, turned his body sideways, and slowly "squeezed" in through the crack of the door.

The white paper figurine got into the bedroom, and a gust of wind blew up, and it floated onto the bed, and then crawled onto the silk quilt covering Song Qinglian's chest.

The man stood up, and suddenly swung his palm with a "slap" and slapped Master Juren on the face.

Song Qinglian, whose sleep was light, suddenly opened his eyes, dazed at first, and stunned.

Immediately when he saw the paper figurine, he was startled.

But he forcibly suppressed his astonishment, and didn't make a sound until the paper figurine bounced lightly to the ground, turned his head to greet him, and squeezed out the door little by little.

The astonishment in Song Qinglian's eyes faded away, and he vaguely guessed something.

Turning to look at his sleeping wife, he got up slowly and softly, stepped on the cloth shoes, took off the unwrinkled green shirt and put it on his body, and slowly opened the door and walked out.

Follow the paper man leading the way and walk along the corridor until the latter disappears into the study.

Only then did Song Qinglian put on his coat, pushed open the study room, and as expected saw the man in the bamboo hat sitting in the mahogany chair.

"Late at night, I didn't bother you." Ji Pingan chuckled on his face shrouded in black mist.

Song Xuezheng closed the study door first, and then bowed to salute under the moonlight:

"My lord was joking, and my subordinates have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ji Pingan said "Oh", with a half-smile but not a smile: "Have you gained anything from what I have told you?"

Song Xuezheng nodded, and replied: "The subordinates have searched the city for anomalies with all their heart these few days, and indeed they have gained something."

Ji Pingan pointed to the empty chair in front of him, motioning to sit down:

"Tell me."

Song Xuezheng's half of his butt was sticking to the chair, and the two of them didn't light the lamp, they only said in a dim light:
"The most important thing is that there are religious sects spreading in the city, and it seems that the 'Four Sacred Sects' that have disappeared for a long time in the rivers and lakes have reappeared in the world..."

Ji Pingan was silent for a while, and said:

"It's not a suspicion, it is indeed the revival of this sect."

Song Xuezheng was stunned for a moment, and his excitement subsided a little. He originally accumulated some information and wanted to claim credit, but judging from the tone of the swordsman, it seemed that he already knew it.

However, he quickly regained his energy: "The second thing is that someone spread the magic technique "Dengxianlu"..."

Ji Pingan was silent, interrupted his narration, and said calmly:

"The one who disseminated "Deng Xian Lu" was the head of the Four Saints Church. Just tonight, a little earlier, he and his altar master died in Dongcheng. Well... in your position, you should hear the news tomorrow morning. "

Song Xuezheng was shocked. Although he was in charge of the dark net, it took time to deliver the news, and he didn't know about it yet.

Hearing this, he said in amazement: "Dead? Could it be that Ye Hongling killed him?"

He also knew about the matter that Demon Slayer was investigating. In his opinion, the only person who could do this was the female warrior.

Ji Pingan glanced at him and said calmly:
"I killed it."

Song Xuezheng raised his head in astonishment, staring at the sword-wielding man wearing a bamboo hat in disbelief, his heart was filled with turmoil.

Surprised at first, and then a strong sense of awe surged in my heart, only to feel that the sword-wielder was as unfathomable as in the legend.

Immediately afterwards, the old face was hot, and there was a strong sense of shame.

He was quite complacent at first, and felt that in just a few days, he had obtained several pieces of information, which was enough to demonstrate the value of a hidden official.

But who would have thought that not only did the sword holder know better than him, he even killed him...

"The subordinate is incompetent! Please punish him!" Song Xuezheng felt ashamed.

Ji Ping'an leaned on the big mahogany chair, pinched his eyebrows lazily:

"Is there any other information?"

Song Xuezheng said with a wry smile: "There is also a case of the escort team being killed..."

"..."

Ji Pingan was silent, and suddenly regretted why he came here tonight.

But then, I heard Song Xuezheng continue:

"According to the investigation of my subordinates, there are many doubts in this case, so I tried to investigate the buyer behind the shipment, and found that the real buyer was hiding very deeply, and the result that was traced back finally turned out to be Pei's long house."

Pei?

Ji Pingan looked at him suddenly, and his sleepiness dissipated:
"go on!"

Song Xuezheng said:
"My subordinates found out through investigation that the cargo is very likely to be the legendary 'magician's body', but Pei did not know where to buy it, and did not send a strong family to escort it, but chose a small Escort..."

"In addition, the Patriarch of the Pei family has not returned for a long time, and the Pei family has recently tried to recruit experts in fortune-telling and divination in the city, and the movements are suspicious."

The corpse of the magician!

When Ji Pingan caught this word, his face straightened.

He is naturally no stranger to this term, even too familiar.

There are legends in the rivers and lakes:

In the past, the magician had practiced and participated in good fortune, and looked at the mainland, and he was also among the strongest.The body has broken away from the category of "human being" and contains huge vitality.

Years ago, he died in a battle with real person Li Yang, and his body was cut into countless pieces by Li Yang, which collapsed into rivers and lakes.

Most of them were incinerated into fly ash by the sword fire, and a small part remained.

It is the so-called "magician's body".

It is said that each piece can be called a treasure of heaven and earth, and can live to the death and bones of the human body...

As one of the parties involved, Ji Ping'an knew that this statement was slightly exaggerated, but it was not completely wrong. It was indeed a rare treasure.

If it is used as medicine, it should be very good.

But he didn't go to collect it back then. After all, he chopped up the pieces of meat with his own hands, and then picked them up... It's somewhat embarrassing, and it's also disgusting.

"Why did Mrs. Pei secretly collect this thing? Who is going to die? So you want to hang yourself with this thing? Where did the owner go?"

"The one who took away the body was the Four Sacred Cult led by Zhu Xun... and the Four Sacred Cult believed in 'magicians'... Hiss, so the truth is, for the Four Sacred Cults, the remains of the magician may have more important meanings." Meaning, they didn't know where they got the news, so they secretly sent someone to rob the goods and killed most of the bodyguards, only Honggu's husband escaped by chance..."

Ji Ping'an's thoughts fluctuated.

At this moment, all the clues about this case in his mind were connected in series, and the fog suddenly dissipated.

At the same time, new doubts were born.

"This news is very valuable," Ji Pingan came back to his senses and praised:
"Continue to investigate, and hope that I will have good news next time I come over."

Song Xuezheng's spirit was shaken, and he felt elated: "This subordinate obeys orders!"

……

Mud Bottle Lane, Fang's family.

The seven-year-old chubby Fang Shijie sat at the table, carefully picked up the scissors, and cut off the limp wax wick of the oil lamp.

Under the light, his innocent and naive little face was serious, and he carefully smoothed a newspaper in front of him with his stubby fingers.

Staring at the "submission" address column in the cracks of the newspaper, I fell into deep thinking.

(End of this chapter)