The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 301 Breaking Nine! The disaster 700 years ago is about to happen again ([-] words, please subscribe monthly)

Observing the sky... The last time Ji Ping'an "observed the sky" was after the Grand Prize in the Divine Capital, he used the formation in the Qintian Prison to observe the sky of the entire world.

That requires extremely harsh conditions, which are obviously not available here, so the sky observation he refers to is an astrology for the near future.

The reason why he made this decision was due to the convergence of clues and a strong sense of uneasiness in his gut.

There are also logical speculations about some terrible possibilities.

Especially when Huang Chen, a "well-sitting" star official, had no premonition at all, he had to verify some things.

Ji Ping'an didn't explain much and immediately found a courtyard in Chen's house where guests would live.

And leave the subsequent mess to Huang Chen and others.

Although Huang Chen didn't know the reason, he knew very well that this "little junior brother" was not simple, so he immediately started to deal with the aftermath without saying a word.

The mustached general died, but there was still a hundred-man team here. It was not easy to kill them all, so he simply drove away a group of officers and soldiers.

And put all the "responsibility" on Qin Tianjian. Anyway, if the Ministry of War pursues the case, it will just be a war of words.

Qin Tianjian didn't take the life of a mere general in his eyes.

If Emperor Yuan Qing has any objections, let him go to the prison.

Several people from the Taoist sect and Zhao Dengke also said goodbye and left.

The Chen family has walked away from the gate of hell. They no longer have any temper, and they dare not mention whether "Chen Xuanwu" can be resurrected. They just hope that the gods will fight and not bring disaster to Chiyu.

He also fully agreed to Qin Tianjian and his party staying in the house for a while.

Ji Ping'an didn't know anything about this.After he entrusted Erqing to the care of the God Emperor and not to be bullied, he stepped into the guest room alone.

Wait for the door to close.

Completely isolated from the outside world, he raised his hand and shook, "swish, swish," and the talismans flew out one by one, sealing the doors and windows.

Then he sat cross-legged and meditated, and took out a palm-sized "star fragment" from his arms!
"It should be fine." Ji Ping'an murmured to himself.

After diving into Jiao Island last time, the fragments merged into one, and a power gifted by "Buddha" appeared inside again.

But in some kind of seal.

A few days ago, he had actually felt that this seal was almost broken.

Originally this was one of his trump cards, but now, he is going to use it in a different way.

"According to my last experience, the power in the fragments can allow me to increase my power to the 'Heaven-Observing Realm' in a short period of time, or even close to the 'Divine Treasure' realm. Last time I used this to kill the Great Protector of the Four Holy Sects, But what if we use this power to activate astrology?"

Yes, that's his plan.

With Ji Ping'an's current state, his ability to see the future is limited, but if he activates "Buddha's Gift", his power will be restored to the state of observing the sky for a short time.

Then he can try to predict the future and find the uneasiness behind the letter sent to Er Qing.

He even further searched for the whereabouts of Chen Xuanwu, and took advantage of this opportunity to raise his level from breaking eight to breaking nine in a short period of time.

If ordinary people faced a trump card of this level, they would be stingy about using it.

But for him, this problem does not exist.

"Then let's get started."

Ji Ping'an closed his eyes first and began to breathe in and out, adjusting himself to the most perfect state.

A few hours later, he opened his eyes, holding the star fragment in one hand and holding the letter in front of him with the other.

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Outside the guest room, there is a separate courtyard for a group of people.

A red maple tree stood on the edge of the courtyard wall, beside the stone table next to the rockery. Erqing got into the bookcase and squeezed together with Xiaopangdun.

The God-Emperor, who was walking in the form of a puppet, was carefree and bragging with the Qin Tianjian team.

When everyone learned that he was actually the "Adou God General" back then, they all showed admiration. A group of boys and girls were full of curiosity.

Asking questions here and there, inquiring about stories from the past, and also asking about Ji Ping'an's current situation.

When they learned that Ji Ping'an had defeated Buddhism in a battle in Yuhang City not long ago, a group of star officials, including Huang Chen, were shocked.

"Is there such a thing?"

The star officer team was dumbfounded. Their news was too late, and after hearing the specific process, everyone was even more excited.

No wonder he broke eight so quickly...Wang Xian couldn't help but sigh.

He is so powerful... It is no accident that he is the leader of the Grand Prize... Lin Qin, the girl from Shuiyuan, has twinkling eyes and an undying evil intention.

It's so cool... Fang Liuhuo opened his mouth, envious, and began to imagine in his mind how great it would be if he took his place.

However, Luo Huaizhu was still thinking about the big elbow and the familiar voice that appeared in the dream, and wondered whether he had seen his dream?

embarrassed to death...

Huang Chen touched his beard and couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder he was selected by the Imperial Master."

If he was in the capital of the gods, although he was surprised by Ji Ping'an's ability, he still looked down on him to a certain extent.

But with the experience of these few months, although I am still higher in cultivation, I have become convinced of this "little junior brother".

There is even a vague feeling that maybe even if the national master is reborn, his performance will be difficult to be better than Ji Ping'an.

"Then what did he mean when he said he wanted to watch the sky?" Huang Chen asked the God Emperor.

The God Emperor shook his head and sighed:

"I don't know. Anyway, let's just wait and don't let anyone disturb you."

Everyone nodded and turned their attention to the closed door.

Time passed bit by bit. At noon, everyone took a few bites of the meal sent by the Chen family, and then continued to wait.

In the afternoon, the cold wind suddenly picked up and gray clouds blew up in the sky, which were large clouds flying from the south.

The temperature plummeted, and pieces of fiery red maple leaves fell. Then a scene that surprised them happened. In the cold wind, light snow fell.

winter snow.

Everyone was inevitably surprised. Although it was already the end of autumn, according to previous years, the light snow in early winter would not last for another month.

This year, I don’t know if it was affected by the resurgence of spiritual elements. The solar terms were chaotic, but many of them came early.

"Yeah, it's snowing!"

The book box behind the God Emperor was pushed open by a furry head, and Er Qing's little head popped out.

The green fox scratched the edge of the bookcase with its two front paws, raised its head and stared at the fine snow particles in the sky. A piece of white suddenly fell on its moist nose, which was cold and cold.

Fang Shijie, who was curled up in the box, was swept by the fox's tail, his face speechless.

The snow was just snow particles at first, but it became larger visible to the naked eye. In the evening, the entire Chenjia Town was sprinkled with white.

Everyone did not leave, they were still sitting in the courtyard waiting.

Until a certain moment, there seemed to be a huge, terrifying force rising vaguely.

People's expressions changed one after another, especially Huang Chen. The Tuyuan Warden even subconsciously had an illusory "wellhead" appear around him, and looked at the closed door in shock.

In his feeling, there seemed to be a great monk in the Sky Observation Realm in the room.

How is that possible?

"Look!" Suddenly, Wang Xian's expression changed and he pointed towards the sky!
Everyone looked up and then were stunned.

I saw a beam of light suddenly rising from the guest room.

Immediately, a huge and extremely complex illusory astrolabe appeared over the entire Chenjia Town.

The astrolabe was shaped like eight trigrams, covering the sky and the sun, spinning crazily and making a heavy "zaza" sound.

It makes everyone look extremely small.

Exuding a mysterious and majestic aura, at this moment, the people of the entire Chenjia Town felt awe and fear in their hearts. They looked up and saw the vision, and fell to their knees in fear, as if they were seeing gods.

Brokeback Mountain.

On the edge of the cliff, under a huge weeping willow, the old mountain god wearing a grass ring on his head and leaning on a cane looked at the huge astrolabe that was vaguely visible in the distance.

His body trembled slightly, as if he was once again recalling the fear of being dominated by the Great Zhou Imperial Master.

In Beimang Mountain, countless wandering ghosts are also trembling and trembling at this moment, as if they are being judged by the power of God.

The astrolabe phenomenon only lasted for a dozen breaths and then disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

Inside the courtyard.

"Pfft!"

Several boys and girls knelt down from exhaustion, dripping with sweat, and looked at the door in horror:

"He... what on earth is he doing? Isn't he really promoted to watch the sky?"

Huang Chen stood there with sweat on his back. Hearing this, he shook his head and said:
"No...it should be some kind of secret skill...could it be given by Jian Zheng?"

All he could think of was this possibility.

Erqing also lifted the lid of the bookcase with his head and looked towards the room with trembling limbs.

The next second, the closed door opened with a creak, and Ji Ping'an walked out of the house, exuding the aura of breaking the ninth realm.

Just like last time, he successfully used the power in the fragments this time. After a few days, he broke through again and finally reached Pojiu Perfection.

It is only one step away from sitting in the well.

However, there was no joy on Ji Ping'an's face, but a solemn one. He only uttered four words:
"Return immediately!!"

……

……

In Yuhang City, winter entered overnight.

Following the past few days, cold wind enveloped the whole city, and suddenly the first winter snow of the year fell.In the following days, the snow not only did not stop, but intensified.

This sudden chill extinguished the joy that arose in the city due to winning the battle.

The people in the entire Yuhang City, and even in most of Lanzhou, became anxious and began to greet the premature winter with some haste.

Reserve firewood, purchase food, cotton clothes...

Not to mention, as the river freezes after winter, all commercial activities in this commercial city that mainly relies on river transportation will be affected.

This sudden winter snow caught everyone by surprise.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""The back office of the Demon Slayer Division.

early morning.

That night Hongling put on her official robe and opened the door to her room. She saw that the courtyard was once again covered with a layer of snow that almost covered her feet.

This was only cleaned by the yamen yesterday.

Ye Hongling let out a deep breath, and the hot breath she exhaled created a white mist in the cold air.

The female warrior walked along the corridor and came to the front yard of the Yamen. She saw a group of members of the Demon Slaying Department sweeping away the snow with brooms.

Seeing her walking out, a yamen servant hurriedly said: "Secretary Chief, please go to the front hall and have a look."

Ye Hongling was startled and hurried to the front hall, and then saw another stretcher and her right and left men waiting here.

"Could it be... again?" She frowned.

The fat official stood up, cupped his hands, and said with a serious face:
"Commander, you are right. This is the news that someone from the government office just passed away last night before dawn."

Ye Hongling walked over and knelt down to observe.

There was a young man on the stretcher. From the look of his clothes, he looked like an ordinary citizen. He was already dead. His face and skin were a bluish-purple color from frostbite.

It seemed that he was frozen to death, but there was a hole as big as a fist in his chest, and his heart was missing. Even half of his face seemed to have been chewed by some kind of wild beast, exposing the white bones, which was extremely penetrating.

The tall and thin official reported:

"This is the fifth case in the past two days. The death conditions are very similar. They are all suspected of being attacked by some kind of wild beast. The heart was pierced, and the neck and face were gnawed. Then they fell in a deserted place and were frozen for a long time before they were discovered. .”

This type of dead people started to appear after it snowed.

Once this strange way of death was discovered, it attracted the attention of the Demon Slayer Division. However, the location of each person's death was different, and the only thing they had in common was that they were in a remote location.

When the body was discovered, the "murderer" had already left for a long time, making it difficult to trace. There was no spiritual essence left on the body, so it did not look like it had been attacked by a spell.

This made Ye Hongling feel uneasy.

After the attention of all parties, there has been no "reborn person" committing a crime in the city for a long time, but if it is a wild beast, it cannot be explained.

The dead are all in the city. Even if wild beasts from the mountains occasionally enter the city unexpectedly, it is impossible for them to kill people so frequently without leaving any trace.

This made Ye Hongling have a slightly unfamiliar guess in her mind:

demon.

It's a bit funny to say that although the yamen is called "Demon Slayer Division", because monsters are rare in the Central Plains nowadays, the yamen handles the most arrests of martial arts practitioners.

As for the demons... they are even a little strange to this group of officials.

"Continue the search, I'll go see the prefect." Ye Hongling said.

She immediately mounted her black horse and rushed out of the government office, facing the falling snowflakes in the sky, and ran towards the government office.

Due to the continuous snow, although there were civilians organized by the yamen and the surrounding people to clean up the streets on their own.

But the weather was cold and freezing, and the snow almost never stopped falling. Even some of the main roads in the city were covered with thick snow.

As for the streets with fewer pedestrians, almost all of them were covered in snow up to their knees.

Ye Hongling rode the demon blood horse, and her speed was severely restricted. The horse's hooves trudged through the snow, and the cold wind cut her beautiful face like a knife along the way.

The streets that used to be bustling and lively were now deserted.

Most of the shops are closed, only grain, oil, charcoal and other shops are still open, and only a few people wearing thick winter clothes are walking out on the streets.

and a few carriages moving slowly forward.

"The world is lonely."

These four words suddenly came to Ye Hongling's mind. She raised her head and saw that the entire city sky was filled with dense snowflakes.

The pale sun was isolated behind the clouds, and some trees on the road were still green and brown, barely adding some splendor to this vast white world.

"Da da da..." Ye Hongling braved the wind and snow and arrived at the government office.

I saw the yamen official sweeping the snow in front of the door.

She dismounted, lifted up her cloak, and asked:

"Is the prefect up?"

The official hurriedly handed over his hand:
"The prefect is ill. He has been out for the past two days to observe the people's situation. He contracted wind and cold. It became serious last night. A doctor went to see the patient and made some medicine, but now he is so feverish that he can't get up at all."

"The prefect fell ill?" Ye Hongling was surprised.

The prefect of Yuhang is a mortal after all, and he is completely unprepared for the sudden cold winter. In the past few days, countless affairs have been pressing down on the entire Yuhang City.

The old prefect only slept for two hours a day, and the entire yamen officials at all levels were exhausted.

Ye Hongling immediately went to visit, and as expected, as the officer said, the prefect was in a coma from the fever, while the other officials were busy relieving the snow disaster.

"Secretary Ye, what do you want to see the prefect for? If you are not in a hurry, you can wait in the Yamen until the adults come back..." a junior official said.

Ye Hongling shook her head: "No need."

After leaving the government office, the female martial artist thought for a while, then changed her route and went straight to Yin Yang Academy.

The wind and snow got heavier and heavier on the road, but when she arrived at the academy, she was turned away.

In response to her request to meet, the hermaphrodite guarding the door just shook her head and offered no explanation.

Ye Hongling was rejected, gritted her teeth, mounted her horse again and rushed towards Sanqing Temple.

However, what surprised her was that as soon as she arrived outside Sanqing Temple, she saw the Taoist guarding the door rushing towards him, saying:
"Shou Ye, I'm looking for you!"

"Looking for me?" Ye Hongling was stunned.

The man replied:
"Early in the morning, the Saint ordered people to go to the Demon Slayer Department to look for you, but they couldn't find you. She went to the government office again and said that you had left. Come in quickly, everyone is waiting."

Everyone?

Ye Hongling was stunned. Although she didn't know what was happening, she tied the horse in front of the door and followed the Taoist quickly towards the building complex.

Sanqing Temple, which used to be bustling with incense and crowded with people, is now quiet.

There was a faint sense of depression in the air.

When Hong Ling walked into the inner hall that night, she was shocked to see that there were already crowds of people inside the open door.

Not only were Sanqing Temple Master and Yu Yu inside, but there were also Huang He and Mu Yaoyao, as well as the academy disciples headed by Qin Leyou and Han Qingsong who had not yet left.

Coupled with the Taoist disciples and the powerful people in the temple, a group of people seemed to have just gathered here, and it was a mess.

"Shou Ye! You're here!" The temple owner, who looked like a slender old man with sharp eyes, said loudly.

Suddenly, eyes came one after another.

Ye Hongling stepped into the hall, frowned and said:
"Why are you gathering here?"

"Prodigal Son" Qin Leyou shook his head, with dark circles under his eyes, and said:
"You have to ask Yu Yu about this. She sent someone to summon us here early in the morning."

Huang He cupped his hands in greeting: "Me and Yaoyao are like this too."

Even the master of Sanqing Temple looked at Yu Yu who was in the center:
"Holy girl, what happened to summon us all together? Can you tell me now?"

Listening to the meaning of the words, even the Taoist elder didn't know the reason.

And as the eyes converged one after another.

The leader of the crowd stood behind a long table. He was dressed in a red and white Taoist robe, with exquisite facial features and long hair. Yu Yu, who always presented himself as a "holy girl", had a solemn face.

She looked around at everyone, shook her head and said:
"I didn't call you here, but Ji Ping'an asked me to do this."

Ji Ping An!
Upon hearing this name, everyone present was stunned.

"Didn't he run away? Is he not in Yuhang? Is he back?" Qin Leyou was surprised.

Huang He and Mu Yaoyao looked at each other blankly: "What do you mean, Master?"

"Stop making noise!" Yu Yu shouted to stop the noise and said with great momentum:
"At dawn, Ji Ping'an successfully contacted me through Taoist scriptures. He has just left Beiling and is rushing to Yuhang with all his strength. According to him, due to the Feng Shui pattern in Beiling, there is a lot of interference in the transmission of Taoist scriptures. Da, he kept trying, but it was not until he left Beiling completely that he finally restored contact."

The saint's tone was very serious, and the content of her words made everyone feel uneasy.

"What did he want to say?" Ye Hongling's heart suddenly jumped as she thought of those chewed corpses.

Yu Yu slapped the Taoist Scripture on the table with a "pop" sound, and at the same time entered the spiritual realm. The page of the Taoist Scripture swelled in the wind, suddenly became larger, and lay flat on the table, like a huge piece of letter paper.

And above it, like a typewriter, clicking, clicking, words pop out one by one:

[Ji Ping'an: Everyone, the news I am going to say next may be unbelievable, but I am very confident that it will happen soon, so I have called you here to discuss this matter. 】

Thousands of miles away.

On an "icebreaker", Ji Ping'an sat cross-legged in the cabin and wrote words on the Taoist scriptures with his hands:

"Do you still remember the disaster hundreds of years ago when the demon tribe flooded Qiantang and was frozen for thousands of miles?"

"I'm pretty confident it will happen again."

"In other words, Yuhang City is about to face disaster!"

Inside the Sanqingguan.

A group of people stared at the words that appeared on the Taoist scriptures, and everyone was stunned.

With a "squeak" sound, the cold wind carrying snowflakes blew in from the outside, and everyone present felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave!
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