The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 182 Tune the tiger away from the mountain and meet the old friend again (ask for a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month)

Aotian... Hearing these two words, the corner of Ji Ping'an's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and the three people beside him were confused.

Yu Yu couldn't help but say:
"Although this name is a little arrogant, your expression is somewhat exaggerated."

In Dazhou, the name has no other meaning attached to it.

After all, once the name is taken out of the context, it will give people a very different impression. For example, people of different ages have completely different names.

Ji Pingan picked up the tea bowl to hide his expression change, skipped complaining about the name of the "protagonist" aura, and said in a low voice:
"It seems that we are not the only ones who noticed the abnormality of this young man."

Implication:
The Sanqing Temple's visit was obviously not to participate in any funeral banquet, but to come for the "reborn".

After the imperial court and the military, the Daoist sect simply stopped pretending.

"Aotian?" Patriarch Nangong was taken aback, this middle-aged man with the appearance of a Confucian businessman couldn't hide his surprise:

"The audience is mainly looking for my useless nephew?"

The demeanor does not seem to be fake.

At present, although the news of the "reborn" is gradually spreading, it is still limited to the circle of big shots.

In the final analysis, the Nangong family is just a quack family in the skin of a merchant, and they still don't have access to such secrets.

In his view, although his nephew's temperament has changed drastically during this period, he has shown many differences, which has aroused some attention and attention within the clan.

But also... that's all.

Why did it attract the attention of the Taoist "immortal master"?
The old Taoist priest with white hair and childlike face, holding a dust whisk in his hand, was expressionless, and said lightly:
"Pindao has been on a whim for the past few days, and he realized that the predestined relationship should be here. He heard that the Nangong family had a good young man, so he came here to take a look. "

As soon as these words were thrown out, there was a low voice immediately, and then the envy of the guests.

Everyone knows the lofty status of Taoism in the Great Zhou, not to mention the fact that the "elder level" temple master personally accepts disciples.

Once you can really worship, you will surpass others at the beginning, and after a few years of practice, you can even get a "deacon" position in the Taoist sect at the worst.

Who is not envious?Even though the Nangong family does not lack cultivation resources, it still depends on who they are compared with.

Especially in the past few years, he has been trying to challenge Pei's position in Jiangnan. Not long ago, Pei's accident happened, and the Nangong family was overjoyed.

But immediately afterwards, "Mo Chou" was taken away by Qi Hongmian, which was tantamount to a blow to the head.

Now if the nephew can really worship into the Taoist sect, it is tantamount to a blessing from heaven.

"Congratulations to the master."

"Today can be described as double happiness."

A well-known businessman immediately sent congratulations familiarly, as if the matter had already been settled.

Patriarch Nangong was taken aback for a moment, both pleasantly surprised and suspicious.

He looked overjoyed on the surface, and was about to speak, when suddenly, he heard the sound of tigers roaring and monkeys crying from outside the garden.

Then, another group of people walked in without waiting for a notification.

All of them were wearing the iconic robes of the Emperor Beast Sect, led by a mature and glamorous female cultivator, and beside her was an expressionless little girl who looked like a porcelain doll.

As they walked, the gold medals on their waists collided with each other, making a jingling sound.

Luan Yu sneered and said:
"It's better to come early than to come by coincidence. It just so happens that my Beast Sect is also interested in that Nangong Aotian, why don't we watch it together?"

Royal Beast Sect!
Seeing this scene, the guests who were scattered and discussing in the garden suddenly fell silent. No one expected that such a disturbance would arise from a ceremony that was not very interesting at first.

The Daoist sect and the beast master sect robbed people...

"What is going on with that Nangong Aotian, I have never heard of such a person in the Nangong family before." In the gazebo, the scholar holding a folding fan was surprised.

"Who knows, heh, it's fun now, no matter which one he chooses, he will offend the other one." Someone gloated.

One is a Taoist sect that is rooted in the local area of ​​Yuhang and is on the same front as the demon slayer and the government office.

One is the Royal Beast Sect that has been running Lanzhou for nearly a thousand years.

Whoever offends is troublesome.

As for the Royal Beast Sect's robbing, after the initial astonishment, the guests were not surprised.

After all, from the perspective of "competition", no matter whether that Nangong Aotian has the talent to be close to the "beast", the Beast Master Sect will grab it.

You don't need to grab it, but you can't let the Taoist sect get a good fairy seedling.

Qiu Shanchang also stroked his beard, and couldn't help but look at Ji Pingan.

I have a vague feeling that today's incident may have some connection with the arrest of people by the military government yesterday.

However, after seeing it, he was stunned.

Because there was no change on Ji Ping'an's face, he just watched the scene calmly, as if what happened in front of him was already in his calculations, and there were no accidents.

"Luan Yu."

The Sanqing temple master squinted his eyes, staring at the female cultivator who was approaching slowly, suddenly felt that it was tricky, and was surprised by the arrival of this woman.

The Taoist priests in the Sanqing Temple sensed a sense of urgency when they got word yesterday that Luan Yu was suspected of entering the city
——Xin Yaoguang's decree has already been issued, and they are extremely eager for the reborn.

Luan Yu walked over with a smile, although there were fewer people, she was not afraid at all:

"Why, not welcome?"

Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, Patriarch Nangong sweated coldly on his forehead, and hurriedly said:

"The Immortal Master of the Royal Beast Sect is here, and the Nangong family welcomes them. It's just that I don't want the two major factions to arrive. It's rude to fail to prepare in advance. My nephew is not here right now. Please sit in the middle of the hall first. Then send someone to find it."

The Sanqing temple master was silent for a while, and nodded slightly.

Patriarch Nangong hurriedly led the way himself.

During the process, Zhao Yuanyang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he saw Ji Pingan in the pavilion not far away.

He wanted to say hello, but held back, and just gently pulled the corner of Luanyu's clothes with his hand.

The female monk turned away, also slightly taken aback, suddenly felt a headache:

She is not afraid of Ji Pingan, but the appearance of the other party here, does it represent the will of that bad old man Qin Tianjian?

With their own thoughts, a group of people walked towards the main hall.

When the people walked away, the originally quiet garden began to discuss again.

Inside the gazebo, Huang He blinked and said in a low voice:
"My lord, what should I do now, do you want me to go to the academy..."

He finally realized the seriousness of the matter: In the past, as long as they seized the opportunity, they could catch the reborn.

But now that a sign emerges and a group of people come to snatch it, they have no room to play at once, unless they move out to supervise.

Yu Yu glared at him, his eyeballs rolling wildly, thinking whether he should cooperate with Sanqing Guan.

After all, Miss Saint thinks that she is "in Cao Ying and her heart is in Han", and she still wants to fight for the interests of her sect.

However, Ji Pingan just yawned, and said calmly: "Just watch from the sidelines. Don't you hear that the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's benefit?"

Huang He hesitated to speak, wanting to correct us that we are not fishermen at all.

"Don't worry, there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain. I guess the protagonist of this scene won't be here for a while, so I'll take a rest first."

Ji Pingan said lazily, then leaned back in the seat and began to take a nap, as if he didn't sleep well last night.

Why are you so sleepy today... always sleeping... Yu Yu complained in his heart.

But she thought that it would be beneficial for the Taoist school if Ji Pingan didn't go to the supervisor, so she didn't say anything.

Mu Yaoyao's focus is relatively simple, covering her belly with both hands, and looking out while taking advantage of her neck, her shallow eyebrows are furrowed:

"When will the meeting start..."

……

And the next development was exactly as Ji Ping'an expected.

The protagonist of the play has not yet arrived.

The topic of discussion in the garden, without exception, turned to "Nangong Aotian". As for the protagonist of this Jiji ceremony, the lady from the Nangong family, it was ignored by everyone.

After all the guests arrive, the etiquette begins and the group of guests celebrate.

It's just that everyone seems to be absent-minded, turning their heads to the door from time to time, wishing to fast forward to the end of Jiji ceremony and watch the snatching session.

However, the ancient etiquette is cumbersome, let alone the aristocratic family, after a lot of tossing, when the ceremony finally ended, the sky was already dark, and the kitchen began to pass the dishes.

In the quaint garden, there are tables and desks, small bridges and flowing water, silk and bamboo wind music, and even singing and dancing to add to the fun. Mu Yaoyao finally got her wish and began to feast on it.

The other three seemed absent-minded.

Finally, just when the confronting Daoist sect and Beastmaster Sect began to get impatient, a servant rushed over and whispered to Patriarch Nangong in the hall.

The latter smiled and said, "My nephew has already brought it."

coming!

Hearing this, the guests on the left and right sides of the hall were shocked, and the eyes of the old Taoist priest and Luan Yu collided in the air, as if sparks were sparked.

It was also quiet outside the hall.

It was already dark at this moment, with half a waning moon hanging high, the gardens in the south of the Yangtze River were brightly lit, and a group of people came in a mighty way.

In front is a steward leading the way, and behind him is a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old with a resolute expression and an unruly expression.

At this moment, Ji Pingan in the crowd also looked at him curiously.

"Aotian, why don't you meet the immortal masters yet?" The head of the Confucian businessman said with a smile.

However, Nangong Aotian did not respond, and stood still in front of the hall. On his young face, he deliberately pretended to be mature. He scanned the monks one by one, and finally looked at the Patriarch, with a "curve" at the corner of his mouth. ":
"Ah."

It fully demonstrates the dissatisfaction and disdain for authority of a protagonist who is bullied and rejected by his family.

The Patriarch's smile froze, and he wanted to reprimand him, but he forcibly endured it, laughed, and said to the two:

"My nephew has a bit of a naughty personality, so don't take offense. If he polishes it up, it will be fine."

Seeing that the temple master and Luan Yu didn't answer, the patriarch looked at the latter again, and said as gently as possible:

"Aotian, these two are the elders of the Dao Sect and the Beast Controlling Sect, and they admire you very much."

When Nangong Aotian heard the words, "a touch of surprise" flashed in his eyes, but he "hid it well", and frowned:
"appreciate?"

It's just that he pretended to be a mature young man with deep thoughts, but his slightly rapid breathing, excitement and anticipation that couldn't be concealed were all exposed in front of Ji Pingan, the "master of pretending to be young".

Luan Yu and the temple master also frowned slightly. With their eyesight, no matter how you look at it, the one in front of them looks more like a sophomore boy.

Is it too good at acting?

After pondering for a while, the old Taoist priest with white hair and childlike face coughed and locked his eyes on the young man:

"Pindao heard that you have changed a lot in recent days, and you have emerged in the clan. Is there such a thing?"

While speaking, blue light appeared in his eye holes, and he performed Taoism.

Nangong Aotian was startled, and said automatically:

"Yes. My master taught me a lot."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes were frightened, as if he didn't understand why he told the deepest secret in his heart.

"Your master?" the temple master asked.

Nangong Aotian was instantly taken away like a soul, he put down his hand blankly, and said mechanically:

"A few days ago, I picked up a ring by chance, but when I fell asleep at night, I dreamed of a mysterious man who claimed to be an ancient strongman and said he could help me become stronger..."

Next to him, Luan Yu was also stunned. Suddenly, he clapped the gold medal, and an illusory swimming fish came out with its tail flicking.
"Where's the ring? Give it to me."

Nangong Aotian turned around and looked at her with a dull expression, as if dreaming:

"Hidden in my shoes."

As he spoke, he took out a simple ring from his shoe and threw it at Luan Yu.

The Master of the Sanqing Temple flicked his whisk: "Come here!"

An invisible force descended, pulling the ring and flying towards him, Luan Yu sneered and refused to budge an inch:

"Ox-nosed is really shameless."

The dream fish flicked its tail, swallowed the ring in one gulp, and flew back towards her.

Immediately, one side was pulled by the whisk, the other was manipulated by the pet beast, and the ring was suspended between the two, making a "click" sound, and then burst into pieces.

"what!"

At the same time, Nangong Aotian screamed and passed out on the spot.

An invisible black air drilled out of his body, and then collapsed and disintegrated.

Seeing this scene, everyone inside and outside the hall showed a look of astonishment, not understanding what happened.

But the temple master and Luan Yu were obviously stunned for a moment, and their faces became ugly almost at the same time:

"He is not!"

Yes, not to mention the two elders at this moment, even Yu Yu, Huang He and others who were spying outside could see the clues.

Yu Yu's face changed slightly:

"What master, this is clearly an illusion, and the illusion was engraved on the magic weapon ring. His so-called dream is just deceived by the illusion, and the growth of power is bestowed by the magic weapon."

As a holy woman of the state religion, although the playwright girl looks unreliable, but in terms of "vision" and "sight", it is far beyond the comparison of ordinary monks.

So... Nangong Aotian, a rising genius, is a fake... Somebody deliberately created a "genius", but what's the point?
Yu Yu couldn't figure it out, subconsciously looked at Ji Ping'an for help, and then froze.

I saw that Ji Pingan had closed his eyes without knowing when, as if he had lost interest in everything in front of him.

……

……

On the Qinhuai River, in the painting boat.

In a warm pavilion, Xiang Ning, wearing a light gauze dress, was sitting at a low table, holding a handkerchief, slowly wiping a dark green hairpin in her hand.

It's just that his eyes are a little dazed, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Until the door was knocked open, the "servant" who served her came in, closed the door with his backhand, looked at his wife, and said:

"People from Sanqing Temple and Yushouzong have all left the city, and they should have gone to the Nangong family."

Xiang Ning came back to her senses, looked at the latter, and frowned slightly:
"For that Nangong..."

"Aotian."

"Yes, Aotian?"

"Are we really not going to investigate? Such an important matter..."

"No need." Xiang Ning shook her head, the rather seductive former oiran shook her head, her face was serious:
"There's something odd about this."

"eccentric?"

"Well. I can't say it well, but I just feel something is wrong."

"Could it be that we are too suspicious. If it's really wrong, why did the Daoist sect and the Beastmaster sect go? They are not stupid." The servant girl questioned.

Xiang Ning calmly said:
"No. Because they are not stupid, they will definitely. The smarter the person, the easier it is to think too much, and even if they are aware of it, they will still go. Because they can't afford to gamble."

This sentence was a bit mysterious, but the servant girl understood:

"Because they didn't dare to wait any longer, and they were worried that other forces would preempt them and snatch them away?"

Xiang Ning nodded and sighed:

"All parties are fighting openly and secretly. Even if there is a slight possibility, they will try their best to seize it. Besides, even if that Nangong Aotian is not the one who came back from the dead, what loss can they have? It is impossible for someone to use other As bait, let's lure these people over, what's the point?

After leaving Yuhang City, their cultivation base will not be reduced by half, not to mention that the two families are coaxing them to go there together. Even if they want to play tricks, are they afraid of breaking their teeth?Do you really think the elders of the five major sects are easy to provoke? "

The servant girl listened and suddenly asked:

"Then what if it is to tune the tiger away from the mountain?"

Tune the tiger away from the mountain?

Xiang Ning laughed and said:
"How is it possible, not to mention that the Nangong family is not too far away from Yuhang, and what's the point? Attacking the Sanqing Temple? Is it the residence of the agent of the Beast Sect? Besides, there is Ye Hongling and the 'Wu Temple' in the city." , even if there is an accident, as long as the officials in the city are not dead, they can awaken the founding gods in the Wu Temple, and use this city, mountain, river and national luck to kill the enemy...

This is Yuhang. The Great Zhou is second only to the capital of the gods. It condenses the luck of the whole city. Let alone sitting in a well, the realm of watching the sky must be prepared.what are you thinking. "

The servant girl couldn't think of words to refute, so she pursed her lips and remained silent.

Xiang Ning waved her hand and said:
"Okay, you go back. In short, we still need to pay attention to this matter. I am afraid that Daxizhou has also ushered in great changes. We don't need to participate, but we must keep an eye on the latest news."

The maid said "En" and left, Xiang Ning stood up, Shi Shiran inserted the dark green hairpin in her hair against the mirror, then walked barefoot to the window and pushed it away.

Looking at the night outside, he frowned slightly.

Because the wind seems to be a little stronger tonight, the boat is shaking more and more, and the crowd on the shore is much less than usual.

Raising her head, there was a misty halo surrounding the waning moon above her head, she suddenly recalled the words of "servant", and couldn't help muttering:

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain..."

……

……

In Yuhang tonight, the wind is a bit strong.

Coupled with the light rain last night, the whole city became much cooler, even slightly cold.

A drunken man emerges from a liquor store and walks back down the street.

He was holding a jug of wine in his right hand, and a bag of appetizers in his left hand, humming an unknown tune, but as the wind grew louder, the wine jug in his hand swayed, and walking was a bit strenuous, so he had to use his arms to block the wind.

Xu Shi blocked his sight, bumped into a man who suddenly came out of the alley with an "Ouch", and the wine jar fell to the ground with a "slap", and he couldn't help cursing:
"Do you have eyes...uh."

He choked on the second half of the sentence, because he saw a masked man in a night suit walking out. The latter gave him a cold look, and gently raised his hand on his back.

"puff!"

In the next second, the drunk man's eyes widened suddenly, and his hands instinctively touched his neck, but he only felt it was sticky, and he spit blood from his mouth, and he seemed to be dead.

The masked man dragged his body into an alley, then ran under cover of darkness.

And if you look down from the sky, at this moment, in many places in the city, there are similarly dressed people coming out, like a group of ants coming out of their holes, gathering towards the four "Wu Temple" in four directions in Yuhang City.

When he traveled all the way to a relatively secluded neighborhood in the north of the city, he soon joined several other companions.

Several people waited for a while, only to hear a burst of wind. A bat flapped its wings and flew in the air. It suddenly disintegrated into countless black "silk threads" in midair, twirled and entangled, and fell to the ground with a bang.

In the blink of an eye, he condensed into a tall and thin figure in a black robe and a black veil.

Wearing strange, red "gloves" hands hanging by the side, very eye-catching.

"Shadow Guardian!" A group of people knelt on one knee and whispered.

The red glove named "Shadow Protector" gave an "En", glanced at the sky, and said with a smile:

"We don't have much time left, let's go."

A group of people got up and quickly flowed towards the nearest martial arts temple like a stream. After a while, a classical building hidden in a corner and shaped like an earth temple appeared in everyone's sight.

Not big, but weathered the storm.

At this moment, there is a lantern hanging at the gate of the temple, and there is an old man on duty lying on the table and sleeping soundly. Without ordering, someone quickly stepped forward, raised his hand and pressed lightly, and shot the old man to death in his sleep.

"Guardian, is there only one old man guarding this martial temple? It's too lax." One person was puzzled.

Shadow Guardian wearing red gloves smiled and said:
"In the past, the God Emperor and the Great Zhou State Division established the country, but there are still a lot of "remnants" in the major states. Formation, and built a number of martial arts temples, it is only said to the outside world that it is dedicated to the founding of the country, and it is indeed just clay sculptures and wood carvings.

However, if a big crisis really comes, this martial arts temple is the hub to mobilize the national fortune to meet the enemy.

But even if you know it, it’s not like no one has tried to destroy it, but you usually ignore this thing, it’s just a broken stone sculpture, but if you really want to touch it, it’s tantamount to making an enemy of this city’s luck, who can bear it live?
The karma of millions of people is the cause and effect that even the masters of Taoism do not want to be contaminated. "

While speaking, he walked slowly and stepped into the threshold of the Martial Temple.

"In addition, the Grand Master of Zhou also set up an 'organ', which is to dismantle the formation hub into four. Even if someone carries the backlash and acts forcefully, it can only be done by moving these four at the same time, otherwise the hub will" Transfer'... It can be said that as long as there is still a martial arts temple, this formation can still be used."

He stepped on the ground in the martial arts temple with both feet, raised his head, under the black hat, his eyes hidden behind the veil looked at the stone platform in front of him, the mighty statue of the founding god general holding an ice blade.

Over the centuries, the statue has become somewhat blurred.

Under the illumination of the lights, it looks like a shrine, exuding a peaceful atmosphere.

"But the luck of the country is a good thing. It's called the luck of the country. In fact, if you can steal it and bless yourself, it will be the luck of the heavens. At that time, the practice will be rapid, and the danger will be turned into good luck. It is said that the door is an expert in alchemy, but Even the strongest elixir is not as good as this."

on the stone platform.

A row of candle flames suddenly trembled rapidly, as if they would be extinguished at any moment.

Several masked men outside the door also showed longing and greedy looks, and one of them said:
"According to what you said, although this thing is good, we can't grab it. Doesn't it mean that even the sky-watching realm dare not move?"

Shadow Protector let out a "huh" and said:

"Based on my cultivation base, I would never dare to touch this thing, but there are always exceptions to everything."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and shook out a simple carving knife from his sleeve, dark gold, with blood-colored runes engraved on it.

The moment the carving knife appeared, the stone statues in the temple suddenly vibrated slightly.

And when he held the carving knife in his hand, he pointed it in the air, and suddenly, the incense in the temple was blown away.

The wind is involved!

The table was overturned and the candles were extinguished neatly!

The burly figure, holding a weapon, and the dark gray stone statue swayed violently. There was a "click" between the eyebrows, and a gap as thick as a finger was split open!
Above and below the statue, there are also countless spider web cracks emerging, spewing out pale golden brilliance.

Then, wisps of pale white "Qi" gushed out from the crack between the eyebrows and was swallowed by the carving knife.

The aura on Shadow Guardian's body began to rise crazily!
At this moment, his eyes glowed with excitement, and in a trance, millions of people prayed in his ears, and an indescribably powerful hallucination rose up.

National luck!

It turns out that this is what the leader said about luck!

He was shouting in his heart, he couldn't get any more excited, every pore of him seemed to be relaxing, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth...

But at this moment, a gentle and calm voice suddenly came from everyone's ears:

"Is it tasty?"

Shadow Guardian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hairs stood on end, and he was instantly pulled back from the illusion to reality!

He turned his head abruptly, and saw that the rest of his subordinates were still maintaining their original positions, protecting him.

The street outside was dark and the wind was blowing. This martial temple seemed to be the only light source in this world.

And on the cold street, a young man wearing a light blue robe and holding a lantern walked over with a smile.

Ji Pingan glanced at the latter's pair of red gloves, thought for a while, and suddenly said:

"Hong Ying...it really is you."

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