The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 297 Ji Pingan: Long time no see, Sister Ninth ([-] words, please subscribe)
Brokeback Mountain, under the huge weeping willow.

The whirlpool in Ji Ping'an's eyes shrank, and his cold pupils returned. Immediately, he heard a figure appear from behind, leaning on a walking stick, and the old "Mountain God" said in surprise:

"The ground in Beimang Mountain is changing."

It couldn't help but look at the "National Envoy" and thought, could it be related to this person?
Ji Ping'an was too lazy to explain to it.Although I don't know why it was such a coincidence, it happened to change at this moment, but it is not important.

"You will continue to guard this place." Ji Ping'an just said lightly and tore up a teleportation charm in his hand.

Immediately, circles of golden ripples spread out under his feet, and he disappeared without a trace, leaving only Beiling Mountain God and other monsters in a daze.

"Ancestor, who is that person?" The Pavilion Master walked over anxiously and couldn't help but ask.

But I saw the old man wearing a grass ring pondered for a moment, and suddenly said:
"I remember this year, there was a young star officer in the Grand Prize of the City of Gods. As expected, it was him."

……

At the foot of the mountain, on an official road.

The golden light rippled, and Ji Ping'an appeared and walked out.Instead of continuing to tear up the next talisman, he took out the Taoist Scripture and shook it gently:
"Come out."

Brush - Two figures were thrown out one after another.

Wearing a pointed soft hat and a weird wizard's classical robe, they look like the cosplayer spirit "Jiang Jiang".

As well as the old antique sword spirit "Huang Ying" who was dug out of the ground with a guqin on his back and a bright yellow dress.

The two women were suddenly thrown out, obviously stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked around.

Huang Ying was surprised and said: "What the hell is this place?"

Jiang Jiang, who has a mechanical face and lacks emotional changes, is much more direct:
"You need my help again."

Even though he was in a bad mood at the moment, Ji Ping'an still felt embarrassed when facing Miss Qi Ling's resentful eyes.

Speaking of which, when Jiang Jiang was deceived, he promised to take her to experience the world and understand human nature.

As a result, after the attack on Sanhuang County, he became less and less lazy to take her with him, seeming to relegate her to the sidelines and treat her as a tool.

However, after Jiang Jiang was accompanied by Huang Ying, he didn't seem to feel lonely anymore, and he didn't ask much to run out. He didn't know what the two "spirits" were doing hiding in the Taoist world all day long.

Ji Pingan coughed and said:

"I need to go somewhere and need to be invisible."

Although he was not sure what exactly happened in Beiman Mountain, Ji Ping'an was not a reckless person. Although he had a battle flag in hand, it was always good to add extra insurance.

Jiang Jiang stared at him and said nothing.

Ji Ping'an sighed: "I'll treat it as something I owe you."

Jiang Jiang reluctantly nodded. Huang Ying finished looking around, raised her hand and said:
"I want it too, I want it too!"

Jiang Jiang waved his hand, and a halo of light spread, and one person and two spirits instantly entered an illusory state.

Ji Ping'an then took out the "Mountain God Staff", activated the Earth Escape state, turned into a streak of yellow smoke, and rushed towards Beimang Mountain, which was gradually shrouded in fog in the distance.

……

In Beimang Mountain.

The Qintianjian team rode horses and walked through the desolate forest.

"Sure enough, they have turned into mass graves. No wonder they are so eerie." Wang Xian said with a frown.

Luo Huaizhu raised his head and saw a group of people walking on a desolate and rugged path.

There are tombs on both sides, with grass growing in them, and occasionally white bones of unknown origin can be seen.

The tombs are endless as far as the eye can see, interspersed with bushes and broken walls.

And deep pits and ravines.

Huang Chen, the eunuch who was riding at the forefront, had alert eyes, glanced around, and said:
"It is said that there were villages and towns here back then, but they were all destroyed in that war. After the war, this place became a restricted area for mortals and a place for monks to gain experience. Many practitioners entered this place to look for opportunities."

"Chance?"

"Well, for example, the magical weapons left behind by powerful monks who died, or the practice books on their bodies, or even the bones of monsters." Huang Chen sighed.

After saying that, he looked at a group of teenagers looking around and couldn't help laughing:

"Don't look at it. After so many years, the Beimang restricted area has been searched countless times."

Zhao Xinghuo refused to give up: "What if we can catch the leak?"

Lin Qin wondered: "Since there is nothing here, there must be something else that caused the disappearance of the Taoist monks and the 'soul-leaving syndrome'."

Huang Chen nodded, his eyes deep:
"So don't take it lightly. Follow me."

Luo Huaizhu rode his pony and did not participate in the discussion. Instead, he looked at Huang Chen and suddenly stopped.

Everyone in the team was surprised and reined in their horses.

"Senior Sister Luo, what's wrong?" Silent Shi Hao suddenly asked.

Luo Huaizhu tilted her head and straddled both sides of the saddle with her legs. She held the reins in her left hand and Fang Tian's painted halberd in her right hand, and stabbed Huang Chen brazenly!
"what!"

The team members were shocked, and then they were shocked to find that Huang Jianhou, who was sitting in the well realm, had no time to react and was knocked off his horse by Luo Huaizhu, lying lifeless on the ground.

"Huang Jianhou is dead..." Wang Xian's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he heard a strong wind blowing by his ears.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Huaizhu swung Fang Tian's painted halberd and slaughtered all the team members. She tilted her head and looked at the corpses on the ground.

Said: "You are not real."

The next second, the corpses on the ground faded away like water waves. Luo Huaizhu looked up and saw that the surroundings had been filled with heavy fog at some point.

She didn't know when she got separated from the team.

……

"What is this? It's such a heavy fog."

At the same time, outside Beimang Mountain Road.

Ji Pingan and his two daughters emerged from the earth escape.

Huang Ying looked in surprise at the gray-white mist ahead that almost swallowed up the entire Beimang Mountain, and could faintly hear the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Jiang Jiang's expression was calm, but his eyes were slightly curious.

Ji Ping'an squinted his eyes. At this moment, if he looked down from the sky, with the core of the ancient battlefield ruins as the center, a circular mist would spread across the earth.

The edges are neat, as if dividing the inside and outside into two worlds.

"Let's go in and have a look." Ji Ping'an said, slipping the "Demon and Ghost Battle Flag" from his sleeve and throwing it forward.

Clang!
The vast golden light descended, and the battle flag suddenly expanded, reaching a height of several feet, facing the wind, and the flagpole was nailed to the heads of the three people.

The battle flag waved on its own, spreading to the next area.

At the same time, Ji Ping'an stepped forward. When he passed the stone monument by the roadside, he raised his hand and pressed it lightly. The blood words that were about to appear on the stone stone shrank in fear.

One step later, two worlds.

In the blink of an eye, the three people appeared in the thick white fog, but strangely, the battle flag above their heads emitted golden light, forcing the fog around the three people back.

Like a small piece of pure land.

"This flag of yours...is it the same one that belonged to the ghost general of the demon clan back then?" The yellow-skirted sword spirit held the guqin in his arms, his almond-shaped eyes widening.

Jiang Jiang turned his head to express doubt.

Huang Ying explained:
"Back then, there was a war between the two clans. There was a demon king in the demon clan, who called himself the 'Monster General'. His natural magic was to control ghosts and exorcise evil spirits. He traveled on the battlefield and used magic to control the remaining souls of the strong men from the two clans who died in the battle. A large army is formed, which is the army of demons and ghosts, and this battle flag is the military weapon. It is an extremely rare treasure."

Jiang Jiang disdains it, no matter how precious it is, it is not as precious as her.

Ji Ping'an nodded: "That's the one."

Back then, he killed the demon general, and this battle flag was a trophy.In order to facilitate transfer, I hid it casually.

Later, after he became a national master, he took it out, but it was harmful to Tianhe and he didn't like it very much, so he only used it occasionally.

The reason why it was taken out this time and the magic power of the "Mountain God" was injected into it was to restrain the ghosts.

"Where are we going? We can't tell the direction at all." Jiang Jiang asked mechanically.

Ji Ping'an didn't panic at all. He flipped his wrist and a simple six-pointed astrolabe appeared.

All he saw was the flickering light on it. He quickly identified the direction and stepped forward:

"Of course, head towards the center of the ruins."

The two women had no objection. The three of them were running quickly in the fog, and suddenly they seemed to have crashed into something.

The fog dissipated in front of me, and a brothel night market appeared. The street was busy with traffic, and the lights in a brothel in front were bright, and bursts of music could be heard.

Huang Ying looked confused. She looked around and found that there was still fog behind her, but the area in front of her looked like a lively street.

There were still stars and moonlight overhead. At this time, a carriage came from the mist and stopped in front of the brothel. Guests wearing silk shirts got out.

Just at this moment, a female corpse suddenly fell downstairs, her clothes were disheveled, and passers-by screamed. Looking up, they could see a vaguely human head flashing through the open window.

Jiang Jiang blurted out: "Cooperate!"

Huang Ying:? ?

"..." Ji Pingan was silent.

Unexpectedly, Miss Qi Ling's memory was so strong, and she could still remember the joke between the two of them a long time ago.

Jiang Jiang looked at him: "This is... what... place."

Of course Ji Ping'an knew that what she was asking about was not "brothel" but the strange scene in the mist. He thought about it and said:
"Qingqiu Meng."

"What?" Jiang Jiang was confused.

Ji Pingan's eyes were filled with nostalgia and he said:
"I may know what is causing trouble here... Qingqiu Meng, this is the natal magic of the Tianhu clan in the demon clan. The Tianhu clan is good at entering dreams, devouring souls, and creating illusions. One of the most famous demons is Qingqiu Meng. The magic is called 'Qingqiu Dream', and anyone who is frightened by the magic will fall into their own dream and cannot break away until they die."

After all, Huang Ying was a sword spirit from a thousand years ago and was no stranger to this. He said in surprise:

"You mean, this place is the dream of someone trapped in Beimang?"

Ji Pingan corrected:

"It may not be a human, it could be a ghost. Don't forget, the Beimang ruins are inherently sinister. They are also mass graves. Countless bones have been buried over hundreds of years."

Huang Ying suddenly realized:

"Are you saying that the people hiding behind it might be the Sky Fox Demon Clan? The other party swallowed the souls of the human race and created this fog? And those ghosts in the fog are trapped in their own dreams?"

Ji Pingan nodded.

At this time, he was [-]% certain that Chen Xuanwu's soul was most likely hidden in this "Qingqiu Dream".

Any "outsider" who tries to break into this great dream will not be able to resist the Sky Fox's magic as long as he has spiritual cultivation.

Then you will be trapped in your own dream, and only by breaking out can you return to reality.

As for them, with the help of the "Monster War Flag", they became sober outsiders in Qingqiu's dream.

Commonly known as: bug.

The girl in the yellow skirt was immediately eager to try:
"Doesn't that mean we can spy on the dreams of everyone here?"

Jiang Jiang's eyes also lit up.

Ji Ping'an was speechless, shook his head and said:
"We must seize the time, otherwise if we stay for too long, it will definitely arouse the vigilance and attention of the master of Qingqiu Meng. If the other party tries to move, hiding will be troublesome."

At this time, the surrounding scene began to change, and the lively appearance of the brothel was restored.

The dream begins to play on a loop.

Ji Ping'an walked straight through, and after a while, he entered a dream again.

I saw a poor scholar immersed in studying. His wife carried hot soup in an earthen pot across the stone bridge and delivered it to the scholar.

That's not it.

Ji Ping'an turned around and left, entering his third dream.

This time it was an old man, dressed in birthday party clothes, smiling and welcoming the guests, sitting on the main seat, happily gathering with his family's children and grandchildren.

That's not it.

The fourth dream...the fifth dream...

Ji Ping'an traveled through dreams one after another and saw the lives of one person after another.

Jiang Jiang suddenly asked: "Why are they recycling these dreams?"

Ji Pingan shook his head and said: "People are very strange. For some reasons, they always have deep memories of certain scenes in life. And these dreams also correspond to human sadness and joy."

Jiang Jiang thought for a while and said frustratedly: "I haven't had a dream."

Ji Ping'an glanced at her and smiled: "I don't know how many people would envy this."

As he spoke, he stepped into another dreamland.

He looked at a small stream appearing in front of him. Next to the stream, there was a little girl sitting.

The little girl was very young, only six or seven years old, with a thin body, combed hair, and slightly dull eyes.Squatting by the river, a man stared at the fish in the river.

"Luo Huaizhu! Are you going home or not?" Suddenly, several children in the distance were holding kites and calling this way.

Ji Ping'an paused in his steps and was stunned for a moment.

Luohuaizhu?Wait... is it the same name or... no way... Ji Ping'an's eyes are weird.

Luo Huaizhu by the river raised his head and stared blankly at those people. Several children laughed loudly and said "Luo Dagua" and then ran away.

The little girl was left alone, standing stupidly for a moment, then she stepped out with her short legs and tried hard to keep up with everyone.

But she ran too slowly and weakly, and she was out of breath after just a few steps. When she returned to a house in the city covered with sunlight, which was quite impressive for a small place, it was almost dark.

"You're back? Where did you go? Are you crazy? Tell me, are you mute?"

Inside the house, a rather young woman with slightly thin lips had a cold face and yelled at Luo Huaizhu, who was only a little bigger.

Xiao Huaizhu was a little at a loss and didn't know how to answer, so he looked even more stupid.

It wasn't until the young woman's hand hit her, causing a burst of pain, that she was so frightened that she ran back to her house.

Then he closed the door and hid under the table alone, not daring to come out.

It wasn't until a long, long time that the sky was completely dark and no one was looking for her.

Little Huaizhu's stomach growled. She crawled out from under the table on her hands and knees, pushed open the door, and secretly walked towards the kitchen in the night.

Not daring to light a lamp, for fear of provoking scolding from her stepmother, she groped in the dark and found half a bowl of leftovers in the kitchen, grabbed two more cold steamed buns, stuffed them into her clothes, and walked out quietly.

But when he walked outside his parents' bedroom, he suddenly heard the voices of his stepmother and father talking inside.

The stepmother complained: "That little girl Huaizhu is getting more and more stupid. She dared to yell at me today and slapped me."

Luo Huaizhu was stunned. She had never done any of these things.

Then my father's voice came: "No way."

The stepmother was about to cry: "Why not? If you don't believe me, ask Kuo'er. He is your own son. My husband said he is smart. He will inherit your family business in the future..."

The father looked a little irritated: "What do you want? Although she is a little stupid, she is still my daughter."

The stepmother whimpered:

"Then what do you want us to do, mother and son? It's not just for your sake, but we are all so stupid now. If we continue to let them stay at home, I can't control them. Sooner or later, something will happen that will ruin the family... If you ask me, it's really not possible. , so he was sent to the Imperial Palace to become an intersex, but he just missed the quota...Kuo'er can't become an intersex, he has to take the imperial examination."

Luo Huaizhu didn't hear the rest of the words clearly. She didn't know how she got back to the bedroom, and she didn't notice that there were three people following her.

Ji Ping'an stood under the moonlight in the room, looking at the little girl sitting on the stool, holding a cold steamed bun and taking a small bite.

Be silent.

At this moment, he was sure that this was Luo Huaizhu.

Information about this genius is recorded in Qintian Prison.

She was born as the daughter of a local hermaphrodite household registration. According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are yin and yang households dedicated to serving the academy. At least one person from each generation goes to the academy.

But the academy is not a good place. Although there are qualifications to be selected to enter the Qintian Prison, in fact, those who have real potential for cultivation and can be recommended to the capital of gods as hermaphrodites are only one in a million.

The vast majority of intersex people are powerless and cannot engage in other jobs, playing a role similar to craftsmen.

And Luo Huaizhu was born to be one of those thousands of people.

He was discovered by the supervisor of the local academy and recommended to the city of God. Then he was favored by the supervisor and became the number one monster on the heavenly list.

As soon as he jumped into the dragon gate, he never mentioned his family and never went home.

"It's so pitiful." Huang Ying hugged the guqin and suddenly sighed.

"Why is she here?" Jiang Jiang expressed confusion.

Ji Ping'an shook his head and had roughly guessed that Beimang Mountain might suddenly be swallowed up by the fog ghost.

It had nothing to do with him. It was the Qintianjian team that really triggered this change.

According to the calculation of the date, the team should also be near Beiling, so after inquiring about the information, it is logical to come to Beimang Mountain to investigate.

"Where is Huang Chen? Can't he protect the team? It seems that Qingqiu Meng is stronger than I thought." Ji Ping'an thought.

He hesitated for a moment and did not try to wake Luo Huaizhu, which might alarm the master of Qingqiu Meng.

Anyway, there is no danger for the time being... He was about to leave when he saw little Huaizhu's eyes covered in tears with the help of the moonlight. The tears rolled down and hit the cold steamed buns.

Biting the bun and crying quietly.

……Ugh.

Ji Ping'an wanted to laugh but couldn't. He suddenly raised his hand and rubbed the messy hair of little Huaizhu in his dream, and said softly:

"Eat something good to see if you lose weight."

In the room, Luo Huaizhu, who was immersed in sadness, felt as if a warm hand was rubbing his head, and a faint voice came from his ears.

She was startled, turned her head and looked around like a kitten, and then found that there was nothing.

Delusion?
Luo Huaizhu thought blankly, turned around, and then saw in confusion that the cold steamed bun in his hand suddenly turned into a steaming big elbow.

The empty table in front of you was filled with all kinds of delicious food.

God showed up...

……

Kukuku... Ji Ping'an held back his smile, ignored the confused Luo Huaizhu, and continued to move forward.

After walking for a while, his expression became serious, and he looked down and saw the astrolabe flashing violently.

"We may be close to the core." Ji Ping'an said.

Jiang Jiang and Huang Ying immediately stood up and prepared for battle.

Ji Ping'an was also secretly vigilant. Qingqiu Meng was too big for him to find Chen Xuanwu, not to mention that there were a lot of star officials at the moment.

So the original plan of finding someone and leaving quickly didn't work.

You can only change the route.

"Qingqiu Meng is a sorcery, but it can also be understood as a large-scale formation. If there is a formation, there is the key to breaking it."

"And Qingqiu Meng's formation is the dream of the person behind it."

"Yes, if you want to activate such a large-scale Qingqiu dream, the caster needs to use his own dream as a trigger."

"And this means that the demon behind this place is also sleeping, so as long as it is killed or awakened in the dream, the entire Qingqiu dream will be shattered by itself."

Ji Ping'an explained: "So, there may be danger next, so you should go back first."

As a weapon spirit, Jiang Jiang has a very high status, but her carrier is only one page of the Taoist Scriptures.

And without the control of a "master" and the support of huge mana, the power Jiang Jiang can exert is limited.

Huang Ying is a sword spirit who doesn't even have a "sword", and the power involved in Guqin is not much, so there is no need to waste it.

Although the two girls were dissatisfied, they still went back to the Taoist scriptures at Ji Ping'an's insistence.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Ping'an was the only one left in the mist with the "demon war flag" above his head.

He exhaled softly, put away the astrolabe, secretly clasped the brocade bag in his sleeve, and rushed towards Qingqiu Dream Core.

"I don't know who the core dream master is, whether I recognize it or not."

Yes, this was the real reason why he put the two spirits away.

He also knew some "old friends" from the Tianhu clan, although most of them were mortal enemies.

But... there are exceptions.

As his mind raced, Ji Ping'an crashed into an invisible membrane, and the fog ghosts dispersed before his eyes. He was surprised to find that he appeared in a large mountain.

Looking up, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, the sun is shining across the sky, and the endless forest is in the field of vision.

"One Hundred Thousand Monster Mountain." Ji Ping'an's heart moved, and he recognized that this was the area where the monsters lived, west of the "Boundary Mountain", the dividing line between the monsters and the humans, in the Daxi Continent.

He thought for a moment, raised his hand and put the "Demon and Ghost Battle Flag" into his sleeve, turning off its barrier function.

Otherwise, a bug hanging in front of the dream owner would be exposed too easily.

After turning off the battle flag, he merged into this dream as a supporting role.

Ji Ping'an activated his invisibility spell to erase his own existence, then he stood up and flew towards the mountains ahead - in a dream, everything can be changed.

He can use this mechanism to temporarily borrow power.

Of course, if the owner of the dream wakes up, then this world will become the opponent's home field, and Ji Ping'an will be restrained.

At that time, the demon battle flag will be needed to open up an independent area.

While flying, he occasionally saw Winged Tribe warriors patrolling in the sky. In the vast forest below, there was a high observation tower set up at every other section, with a village below it.

Occasionally, there are giant apes walking and tiger monsters roaring.

Finally, a manor appeared in front of Ji Ping'an. It was heavily defended on the outside, but inside it was a typical garden design modeled after the human race.

The pavilions and pavilions seem to have returned to the human world.

The demon clan has always adhered to the "use principle" in this regard. Anyway, those who are qualified to live in the manor are demons who can transform into human beings.

Ji Ping'an walked into the garden and landed in a vast sea of ​​flowers. There was a small lake in front of him, and the faint sound of women's laughter could be heard.

Finally, when he passed through the flowers, he saw a scene by the lake. There was a pavilion by the lake, and behind the pavilion was a wooden house.

A girl in green clothes was splashing and playing in the water. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her clothes were light and her slender waist was exposed.

Bold style.

Two fluffy fox ears appeared on the sides of the ears, riding a big fish in circles like a galloping horse, making a tractor-like laugh:

"Hahaha, sister, why don't you come and ride too? It's so fun."

On the shore, in the pavilion.

The person called "Sister" is actually a woman with no demonic characteristics at all.

She was wearing a purple complex layered long dress, her long black hair was fixed with a dark green hairpin, but flowed down from the bottom. The gooseneck was snow-white, and the bottom was towering.

She has bright eyes and white teeth, and a generous and gentle demeanor. When she smiles, it's like the spring breeze blowing through the sea of ​​flowers.

She doesn't have the charm of a young girl, nor does she have the charm of a mature woman.

Rather, she is somewhere between the two, like a "big sister". As a monster, she does not have "demon aura", but has the majesty and beauty of a noble eldest daughter.

At this moment, he was holding a picture album in his hand and holding a brush to copy. He raised his head when he heard the words, and said in a soft voice with a little helplessness:

"Don't be too playful and miss the time to study."

The fox girl riding the big fish puffed up her cheeks and honestly drove the big fish to the shore. She jumped up and jumped into the pavilion, muttering:

"What are the books on the human race that are worth reading? I heard that the front line is almost reaching their Central Plains. I think they are useless because of reading."

The gentle woman shook her head and said seriously:

"Many people in our clan only know how to be cruel, but they don't know that the human race has a profound heritage. Killing blindly will only make the two clans enmity, and there is no benefit. If we can stop the war and exchange our needs, that is the right way."

A girl from the Tianhu tribe named "Er Qing" said sadly:

"But the king and the elders don't think so."

As she spoke, she smiled playfully again:
"If sister wants to give advice, she will formally marry the king and become the mother of the country. Naturally, her words will have weight. That day must not be far away. Now that our clan is at war with humans, the marriage between beast monsters and plant monsters has become a general trend. Sister He is also the most suitable candidate among the plant demons."

This sentence revealed that they were not "of the same race."

Mu Jiuyao just smiled faintly and did not answer. She seemed not eager or disgusted with becoming the mother of the country.

He just urged the Tianhu tribe girl to study. Although Erqing was unwilling, she went anyway.

As Er Qing left, the lakeside became quiet.

Mu Jiuyao lowered her head and prepared to trace again. Suddenly she raised her head and looked into the distance in confusion.

I only saw a strange young man in Tsing Yi walking slowly in the sea of ​​flowers.

Ji Pingan, who had released his "invisibility", slowly walked along the lakeside, and finally stepped into the pavilion. He looked at the gentle woman in front of him with extremely complex eyes.

Not a word.

Mu Jiuyao looked at him for a moment and confirmed that she did not know him, but he must have an identity to be able to enter the garden safely.

She smiled politely and distantly:
"Your Majesty is very ignorant. I wonder what the purpose of visiting Jinghu Lake is?"

Ji Ping'an was silent for a long time as he listened to the long-lost voice and looked at Mu Jiuyao's face, which was already slightly blurry in his memory.

He finally smiled and said, "Long time no see, Sister Ninth."

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