The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 303: I practice magic in the human world (please subscribe for a monthly ticket)
At the same time as the entire city hub was running.

North of Yuhang, above the canal, Ji Ping'an raised his fingers, stuffed the Taoist scriptures into his sleeves, stood up and opened the curtain of the cabin.

In the field of vision, both sides of the river are covered with snow, and the sky and the earth are vast.

Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have been wiped out.The usually bustling canal was empty, as if this ship was the only one heading south resolutely.

Some thin ice had formed on the river surface, which was broken by the bow of the ship. On the huge sail, golden talismans were flashing, providing powerful thrust.

"How is it?" On the deck, the first-generation God Emperor, Huang Chen and others were maintaining the operation of their spells. When they saw him coming out, they asked urgently.

"We have been contacted." Ji Ping'an quickly recounted the situation.

After everyone learned that the Snow Demon had appeared and that all the powerful men had been transferred, although they had been prepared for it, their hearts still sank.

"The demon race will never die in destroying me!" The God Emperor cursed angrily, and the joints in his hands cracked.

He was so frightened that he crouched in the corner of the deck. The little fox, whose light green fur was wet with snow, rushed behind Ji Ping'an with a "whoosh" sound.

My limbs grabbed his trouser legs and climbed up quickly. I couldn't survive, and I felt aggrieved:

"It has nothing to do with Er Qing!"

Since that day, after Ji Ping'an's horoscope ended, he had been thinking about contacting him, but due to the special nature of the Beiling area, he had to go far away before finally being able to contact him.

Everyone probably knows Er Qing's background, so they won't be angry with him.

Huang Chen comforted and said:
"Fortunately, the city is now prepared. As long as we can survive the initial panic and wait for the big shots to react, we should be able to solve it."

However, Ji Ping'an shook his head in a deep voice and said firmly:
"They can't hold on!"

The God Emperor also nodded and said with an ugly expression:
"After hundreds of years, the Monster Clan will go to war again. It will definitely not be a test. Since the other party has made such careful arrangements, the troops sent out must be sufficient."

Ji Pingan nodded.

As "old guys" who have experienced war, they know very well that once the enemy attacks, they will use all their strength.

There are several wells in Yuhang City now, and even more wells are broken.

In other words, the demon clan will at least send out several times the number of troops, and even dispatch the big demons in the realm of observing the sky, in order to win steadily.

And, I'm afraid there's more than one.

"Doesn't that mean that even if we rush back, we won't be able to do anything?" After listening to the two men's words, the Qintian Prison team felt powerless.

However, Ji Ping'an and the God Emperor looked at each other and said in unison:
"No, it makes sense!"

If we only calculate the combat power on paper, Yu Hang is indeed very weak at this moment.

Even if they arrived in time, they would be of no help and could not turn the situation around.

But the Emperor and the Imperial Master, who had jointly created Yuhang City, the hub of the dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River, knew:
The most powerful defense force in this city has never relied on the masters stationed in the city.

It is the formation formed by the martial arts temples, the foundation of the entire city, and the Feng Shui pattern of the surrounding mountains and rivers.

Originally, the prefect Yuhang, as the highest official, could try to mobilize a few.

After the prefect fell ill, the formation remained empty.

But as the "Grand Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty" who personally created the entire Great Zhou Martial Temple system, Ji Ping'an's authority was far greater than anyone imagined.

Therefore, he must rush back as soon as possible and personally activate the formation that has been dusty for hundreds of years.

It's just that it's hard to explain to Huang Chen and others.

However, the star officer team did not think too much. Their power was indeed very small, but even if it was just to save more people, it was enough.

"But, what I'm worried about is that the journey back may not be smooth." Ji Ping'an said.

Everyone looked at him suspiciously.

Ji Ping'an was seen walking to the front of the ship's side step by step, looking at the faintly visible outline representing Yuhang City in front of him, and said in a low voice:
"The teleportation of the demon clan is not without cost. I suspect that there is someone behind this disaster."

"Thinking about it from their perspective, if I were the planner of this raid, I would definitely place some people outside Yuhang to cut off and intercept the 'reinforcements' trying to enter the city."

With his hands behind his back, he stood in the wind and snow, looking at the white sky and earth, his eyes drifting away, with hidden worries.

Will the journey back to the city really be smooth this time?

……

……

Yuhang City.

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, but as daylight fell, men wearing thick winter clothes walked out on the city streets, carrying shovels and brooms and began to clean the streets.

Some shops are also opening their doors one after another.

Although there were not many people coming and going, it somewhat diluted the loneliness of the cold winter.

"Crench."

At a certain moment, a strange charlatan wrapped in a cloak and a bamboo hat, carrying a black crow on his shoulder, walked through the newly swept street and came to a small shop selling wine on the side of the road.

His buckskin boots made a crisp sound on the snow.

Jiang Hu Ke opened the door curtain and saw only a burst of mist blowing towards his face.

There are several small tables in the room, and there are large wine barrels on the wall counters.

At this moment, the landlady is busy lighting the fire and cooking wine.

Customers come in and out of the store from time to time, filling a pot of burning knives to ward off the cold.

"What would you like, sir?" the landlady asked enthusiastically when she saw the guest coming in and sitting down.

The latter raised a finger and said in a slightly hoarse, sharp tone:

"A jug of wine."

"Here you go, please wait a moment." The store owner said and started to get busy.

Jiang Hu Ke looked at the people coming in and out with interest.

His slightly weird attire and the motionless crow with closed eyes on his shoulder attracted everyone's attention.

The shopkeeper's daughter, a little girl about five or six years old, was squatting by the stove pit to fill the fire while staring at the crow curiously with her big dark eyes.

"Store, fill up the wine and naan for us!"

Suddenly, three or five men walked in from the door, holding snow-clearing equipment. They were white servants hired by the government in this private village. They were covered in sweat. They threw the wine and naan on the counter and yelled a few times.

Soon we were waiting to start chatting.

"Waiting for this place to be cleaned up, why don't we say we won't do it later?"

"Yes, it's not what the inspector said. It seems that there is some new errand."

"I don't know. I heard that it seemed to be the order given by the lord of the government office..."

While he was talking, the leader, a burly white servant, noticed Jiang Hu Ke and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

He walked over and said with a familiar smile:

"Where are you from, brother? Are you a wanderer? You really tamed a beast."

Jianghu Ke looked at the man with a little surprise, smiled meaningfully, and chatted casually, but he seemed approachable.

"Master, your wine."

At this time, the little girl who was lighting the fire came over with a jug in her hands and spoke in a childish and skillful voice.

He kept looking at the crow.

The next second, the sculpture-like black crow suddenly opened its eyes. The eyes were bright green, and there was a vertical pupil on the forehead.

Weird!

"what!"

The little girl was so frightened that she fell to the ground, and the wine bottle fell downwards, but was caught steadily by Jianghu Ke's skeleton-like, pale and thin hand.

"Is that right? I'm sorry..." The shop owner's wife ran over and apologized, "My little girl is ignorant and got into trouble..."

"It doesn't matter." The Jianghu guest smiled, then unscrewed the wine bottle and said:

"Just in time for a drink."

Immediately, when everyone was defenseless, he raised his hand and slapped the head of the little girl who was sitting on the ground.

"Snapped!"

A head exploded to pieces, blood splattered, and everyone was stunned.Only the charlatan picked up the hot blood beads one by one, put them into the wine flask, and said with a smile:

"Human head wine can only be made from the hottest and freshest blood."

"what!!!"

Then the proprietress screamed and fainted, causing chaos in the store.

"magician!"

The white servant leader on the opposite side, with his eyes about to burst, turned out to be extremely brave. He swung his shovel and whizzed at the front door of the Jianghu guest.

However, the former just sat still, and the green-eyed crow spit out green flames, whistling and engulfing everyone in the room.

Soon.

The house with the wine flag hung was surrounded by fire. The leader of the Four Saints drank a pot of wine and walked out of the fire calmly and calmly.

He stood on the street, and all the people who came into his sight screamed and turned into balls of green flames.

"I cultivate the path of magic in the human world."

The leader of the Four Saints threw the wine bottle away and sighed softly. Under the bamboo hat, the ordinary face with cold teeth showed a strange smile:
"This is how the world should be, year after year, endlessly."

"Luck? No, that thing is not easy to get. But where can there be a better way to restore the cultivation of the devil than a city of destruction?"

"Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty...you destroyed me back then, and I will destroy your inheritance today, and I will also destroy your disciple, your poor woman..."

He raised his head, looked at the sky and opened his arms. The crow on his shoulder also spread its wings and flew into the sky.

Then, in his field of vision, densely packed white flying snow monsters were like locusts, covering the sky and the sun.

……

……

Compared to a big city with a population of millions, chaos and death in any place can only affect a small area.

Starting from early morning, the people in the city gradually noticed the change in the atmosphere.

First, all the officials in the yamen, including Bai Yi, received emergency orders.

It is said that the high-ranking official in the government office issued an order for the people to assemble in each lane immediately.

Under the leadership of the village chief, shop owner and official officer, they moved towards the nearest martial arts temple area.

This matter was less difficult than expected.

First, as a new city, Yuhang has more reasonable road planning. There are martial arts temples in various urban areas, and the surrounding areas are often empty.

Secondly, people in this era are extremely afraid of official duties.

Ye Hongling knew that time was running out and issued a death order, so the officials who acted were extremely rough. It was more like a drive than a transfer.

She knew very well that this would inevitably lead to a lot of chaos, but this was the best solution within a limited time.

When the government's orders were conveyed to the people below, confusion, panic and chaos quickly ensued.

Rumors spread quickly, and an atmosphere of uneasiness filled the air.

Thanks to the tragic memory of "Sanhuang County" not long ago, driven by fear, the people in the city wrapped themselves in winter clothes and walked out of the relatively warm indoors. They gathered into a torrent, braved the cold wind and heavy snow, and gathered towards the Wu Temple.

And those Taoist priests from Sanqing Temple, who were rarely seen in ordinary times, were walking through the streets and alleys in groups for some unknown reason.

……

Old Willow Street.

The neighbors were also immediately summoned by the mayor to start the transfer.

"What happened? What did Mr. Huang from Yijingzhai say?" After the neighbors gathered, they began to ask.

After the fight.

Only then did the neighbors find out that the famous Ji Sichen lived in Yijingzhai.

Although in the next few days, fewer people gathered because they learned about Ji Ping'an's departure, Huang He and Mu Yaoyao were still there.

When panic spread, nearby neighbors immediately asked.

"No, Mr. Huang and Miss Mu are not here, something big must have happened." The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop rolled up his sleeves and made himself fatter.

Hong Gu, who received help from Guo Ji Ping An, also looked uneasy:

"I felt flustered a few days ago, but Ji Sichen was not here."

"Let's go, let's go first, has everyone come out?" The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop stretched his neck and looked around.

However, the streets and alleys were in chaos, and the mayor shouted at the top of his lungs.

But the common people are cunning, and they will inevitably grumble at this sudden call. They are even more worried that if the door is not locked, the things at home will be lost.

"It seems that Mrs. Wang hasn't come out yet." Someone suddenly said.

"I know. She said she forgot to lock the compartment and went back to lock the door."

In the distance, inside a certain house.

The old woman who once prayed to Buddha and God to have a grandson took small steps and hurriedly took out the key and unlocked the door.

Then she strenuously crossed the threshold and entered the backyard. However, her purpose was not to lock the door, but to secretly bring more dry food to be prepared.

The old man always felt that after this time, he might not be able to come back for a while.

She couldn't think about it, but the official was so cruel that she felt a fire in her heart.

At this time, he opened the cellar and slowly climbed down. When the old woman climbed out again, he bent down and laboriously re-covered the cellar.

At this moment.

She vaguely heard the chirping of birds and raised her head.

Aunt Wang was stunned to see something flying past in the heavy snow, but she didn't notice that the snow layer in the corner collapsed, and a half-foot-long, mouse-like snow demon crawled out with a "swish" sound.

He jumped in front of him in an instant, and before the old woman could react, he bit her throat.

"Ho ho..."

Aunt Wang clutched her neck tightly, her clothes were bulging, and her dry food and sweet potatoes fell to the floor.

When she completely fell into a pool of blood, her old cheeks were licked with blood by the snow demon's barbed tongue.

She only heard countless exclamations and screams coming from a distance.

this moment.

Without waiting for anyone, the team that had already started heading towards the Martial Temple became chaotic. The officer walking in front saw the birds flying in the sky and swatted them down, and instinctively drew his sword to chop them down.

But it was smashed into the air, and the strange white bird was like a bat. After pulling out the afterimage, it wrapped the official's head with its ugly wings.

Then after a "click" sound, the strange bird grabbed a head and flew into the air, while the remaining half of the body fell to the ground.

The ghost of another official was found.

In the crowd, the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop stared hard. Looking at this sudden death, the world seemed to have lost its voice.

Then he suddenly yelled and ran away wildly. The rest of the people were just like everyone else, running away like crazy, dragging their families and fleeing towards the nearest building.

They tried to dodge the air attack, but soon, someone was devoured by the snow demon that sprang out from the snow under their feet like a ghost.

In the sky and on the ground, there is murderous intent at every step.

"Run! Run towards the Martial Arts Temple!" Hong Gu shouted, dragging her husband and parents towards them.

far away.

Huang He, who returned from Xishan in a hurry, and Mu Yaoyao, who returned from Nancheng, raised their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of home.

In the field of vision, the sky and the earth are vast.

The sky sends murderous intentions, and the stars are easy to stay;

Murder on the ground, dragons and snakes land;

People send murderous intentions, and the world is repeated!

……

I drank two cups of milk tea last night and ended up struggling until dawn before I fell asleep...speechless.

(End of this chapter)