The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 329: Contact Xu Xiurong, donor, please stay ([-] words, please subscribe)

Inside the hall.

Along with a bag of magical artifacts and the wooden box placed on the coffee table next to him, Ji Ping'an calmed down, raised his eyebrows, and said:
"understood."

Master Wuxin nodded and exited the room.

After watching the people leave, Ji Pingan became interested and it was time to count the loot!

Although with the wealth he possesses, he is not very interested in the resources in the hands of this group of people, but who would object to having too many treasures?

"Crack!" Ji Ping'an first raised his hand to grab it, and the magic weapons in the bag flew up one by one.

All the items sent by Master Wuxin were of the highest quality after being screened. As for the ordinary magic weapons and elixirs, they were not sent at all.

"Silver Bone Fan!"

Ji Ping'an played with the fan inlaid with silver and used by the paper Taoist, and recalled its origin from his memories. It can be said that this thing can be traced back to the era of "a hundred schools of thought contending thousands of years ago".

It was cast by military strategists and was specially given as a gift to the calligraphy master.

Later, it was exiled to the Qian Dynasty, collected by the palace, and then lost. It is thought that the last emperor stuffed it into a corner and hid it.

It was also dug out by the "Prince". It is said that the fan has two sides and can blow out two kinds of winds, namely "spring breeze" and "autumn breeze".

In the legend of Kyushu, the wind in the world originates from "Fengshan". The peak of Fengshan is three hundred miles away, and the wind cave is like an electric cave, thirty miles deep...

However, Ji Ping'an had never seen it when he was traveling in the sea of ​​​​stars during his peak period, so he thought it was most likely the native people of Kyushu who boasted about his awesomeness...

"The Six-Path Stick...the magic weapon of the fallen monk."

Ji Ping'an picked up the stick again and remembered that it was a Buddhist magical weapon belonging to the "Arhat Hall". It was used by Buddhist masters when they hunted down "Li Yang".

It is said that there are six roots in total, and this one is one of them. It is made from fragments of building wood, and each root has different effects.

Legend has it that if you collect six of them, stick them on the ground as incense candles, and light them facing the west, you can call the Buddha to make a wish...

But no one has ever gathered them together...

"Zhu Guo Sword..."

Ji Ping'an pulled out the ancient bronze sword with complicated patterns again, and couldn't help but sigh. When he and the God-Emperor invaded the divine capital and rushed into the palace, the God-Emperor searched for this sword to no avail and had been thinking about it for a long time.

"When I take it back, I can fulfill the God Emperor's wish that he couldn't get in the past."

Ji Ping'an smiled and checked the other magical weapons in turn. They were all of extraordinary quality.

Include it in your space bag.

Ji Ping'an finally opened the box. There were a few scattered objects inside, such as the gold medal that could activate the "War Armor".

There are also two ancient jade pendants, a black jade finger ring, and a red hairpin lingering in the clouds...

Being able to survive the "Wei Huayang" sword formation without damage is enough to show that they are all treasures.

"what?"

Ji Ping'an finally took out a piece of gold thread and sewed it. The material looked like dragon skin, something similar to a "memorial".

Opening it, there is a stack of paper inside the cover, with small regular script written on it.

"journal?"

Ji Ping'an was stunned. This turned out to be the "Prince's" diary!
Who the hell keeps a diary... No wonder you lost back then... Ji Ping'an complained in his heart, but after looking through it carefully, he found that it was not accurate.

The so-called "diary" only contains one entry after many days, and the handwriting is very few. It contains key information and serves as a "memo".

From the diary, we can get a glimpse of the prince's experience in the past few months.

From questioning rebirth, to understanding rebirth, to accepting rebirth... On the first few pages, the locations of the treasures buried by the Daqian royal family were clearly written.

It seems that he is worried that he has forgotten it, but most of the treasure troves have been marked at the back.

It probably means "exploration completed". Between the lines, there is also a list of personnel, such as:
"Today, Taoist Taoist Moshan has surrendered. This way is good at capturing treasures. I am like a tiger with added wings. Our restoration is not far away!"

"Today, the Painted Skin Immortal is surrendering. This person is very ugly and I don't like it. However, he who has become a big deal doesn't stick to trivial matters. Please bear with it!"

"Today I moved mountains and returned with my wife, oh, this woman is extremely stupid, but she has a knife... that can help me restore my country! Oh, my country is over..."

And so on.

During the conversation, the desire for national restoration was evident in the back of the paper.

"You think you are Murong Fu..."

Ji Ping'an shook his head and continued to read. There were also some speculations about the truth of the starry sky by the prince, but almost all of them were baseless conjectures. Only one paragraph slightly caught Ji Ping'an's attention:
"Today, I suddenly remembered that in the past, the building was about to collapse. The officials of the Qin Tian Supervisor said that the emperor's star was dim. The late emperor was furious and beheaded the officials. He lost his temper and said, "The ancestors seemed to have received a few words from the saints, saying that destiny was destined, and the path of heaven was Return, the world is in chaos..."

Ji Ping'an was stunned for a moment.

The sky's path has returned...the world is in turmoil...the literal meaning seems to be consistent with today.Isn’t the return of the stars just the return of the sky’s trajectory to its original position?

"Did the ancestors of the Daqian Dynasty learn this sentence from the words of the sage? But apparently, the Hunjun of Daqian did not really understand it, and mistakenly thought that it referred to the destiny of the dynasty, which goes back and forth..."

"It's a saint again..."

Ji Ping'an frowned, but he didn't know which of the "sage words" the ancestors of Daqian had left behind.

He wanted to open the scroll and try to communicate with the prince's soul - at the last moment, he did not directly destroy it, but used the scroll to freeze it and maintain the last bit of aura.

At that time, it was considered that if Chen Xuanwu could not be found, he could still be interrogated.

But he put his finger on the scroll and took it back.

On the one hand, the prince obviously knew too much and could not cooperate with him, and because of the fragments, it was also difficult for him to use Taoism to "ask the spirit".

In addition, the remaining fire of the prince's soul is too weak, and it feels difficult to communicate even if it is brought out.

Shaking his head, Ji Pingan pressed down the matter and continued to look through the "diary".

But when a new page unfolded, he couldn't help but be stunned.

……

……

"What? You mean, there is a clue in the prince's diary that he has locked the location of an important reborn person?"

When Chen Xuanwu and Jiang Chunqiu had a fight, and they both came back with Wei Qingqing carrying wine and meat, they heard shocking news.

Wei Qingqing frowned:
"I didn't know about it."

Ji Ping'an looked at him sideways:
"Because the prince doesn't regard you as one of his own at all."

Jiang Chunqiu looked carefree, sitting in a chair, holding a wine jar in his hand:

"The world is always looking for reborn people. It's not surprising that there is a target. Do you know who it is?"

Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment, nodded, and said a name in a complicated tone: "Yu Baishu."

"Who?" Everyone was at a loss. Two soldiers, Jiang Chunqiu, needless to say, didn't study at all.Chen Xuanwu only read military books.

Although Wei Qingqing was known as the "general's wife", it had nothing to do with the four words "scholarly family". She was immediately confused because she had never heard of this name.

"..." Ji Ping'an sighed and explained helplessly:

"He was the last generation of 'calligraphers' during the contention of hundreds of schools of thought in the Daxing Dynasty 1000 years ago."

Yu Baishu... Ji Ping'an was shocked when he saw this name in his diary.

When he rescued Xue Ji before, he used a "book" to pretend to be a "calligrapher monk".

Later, during the Buddhist fight, in the illusory realm of "Mount Sumeru", he also returned to 900 years ago and reunited with Li Yang's childhood friend, the monk You Baishu.

Ji Ping'an will never forget that in order to help him take revenge, You Baishu faced thousands of soldiers from the imperial court alone and died of exhaustion.

He had also thought about whether Yu Baishu had returned, but he didn't expect that he would get the news so quickly.

"Are you a figure of the same era as Zhenren Liyang?"

Jiang Chunqiu stroked his beard, "Master of the Calligraphy Family, isn't that a big shot on the same level as Master Mo Lin and the Dean of the Academy? Tsk, no wonder the prince wanted to write it down."

"It's not just that," Chen Xuanwu, who doesn't talk much nonsense, looked serious and analyzed carefully:

"Normally, in this world, you can only know the identity of someone after you find them first, but the Crown Prince clearly wrote Yu Baishu's name."

Wei Qingqing suddenly realized:
"Yes, you mean, is it possible that the human world has already contacted Yu Hakushu before? For example, through written communication?"

Chen Xuanwu nodded:
"It's very possible, and it can also explain why the crown prince knew the other party's location. Perhaps, the two parties have communicated before, and they have the intention to join, but they haven't actually met yet."

Jiang Chunqiu took a sip of wine:
"Ah yes yes yes."

This is the benefit of having a team. Working together, many things can be analyzed without Ji Pingan's explanation.

Chen Xuanwu turned his head. The expression of this first freed general was still as resolute as before:

"National Master, are you planning to contact this person next?"

Ji Pingan nodded:
"I do have this idea. Yu Baishu is a calligrapher saint from the past. He has amazing potential. Now that I have the opportunity to contact him, I naturally can't let it go."

Of course, his real purpose was not mentioned, and Ji Ping'an had to repay Yu Baishu's life-saving grace back then.

In addition, there is another reason. At the end of the prince's notes, it is mentioned in a very obscure way that Yu Baishu seems to hold some secrets, which are suspected to involve the truth about the starry sky.

"But what to do with the prisoners here?" Wei Qingqing asked.

Ji Ping'an was already prepared:
"This is what I think. Xuanwu has just recovered now. It is not appropriate to run around. He should concentrate on his practice. I plan to let him stay at the Goddess Peak and temporarily manage the reborn people with the Yue Nu Sect. It happens that the resources here are also rich. Chunqiu and Mrs. Wei are with I will go together and bring Yu Baishu back to further enhance our strength."

After everyone thought about it, it was indeed a good arrangement.

There are not many reborn people in the human world, and their cultivation level is below Pojiu. With Master Wuxin sitting in charge, they are enough to suppress them.

Chen Xuanwu concentrated on recovery and did not delay.The four of them deliberated for a while and immediately split up. Of course, they would not leave immediately.

……

That night, the entire Yue Women's Faction held a banquet to celebrate the victory.

Ji Ping'an was present and was toasted in turn by the heroines represented by Shangguan Wanrong, and he did not refuse anyone who came.

I drank more than a dozen rounds with a smile on my face, and waited until a group of heroines drunkenly rapped and danced, singing around the campfire.

Ji Ping'an left the crowd alone and walked to a tall sentry tower in the villa.

Winter nights are cold.

He raised his head and looked alone at the clear and deep universe. He saw only the rivers of stars flowing, and the stars casting light emitted hundreds of millions of years ago.

Ji Ping'an closed his eyes and used the power of "Taiyin" to move the moon:
After being promoted to sit in the well, he has greatly improved in all aspects of Xingguan's magic.

For example, the "secret" power enhancement derived from the "Taiyin" path can not only hide the cultivation level, but also conceal the existence of some things.

Just like when he briefly opened the Dao Sutra before, in order to prevent Xin Yaoguang from positioning him, he turned on the concealment.

For another example, he can now "hide" his existence at any time, achieving an "invisibility" effect comparable to Jiang Jiang's.

and such wonderful uses.

The escape technique has also been enhanced, the level of star escape technique has been increased, and the ultimate speed is comparable to that of a flying sword.

The five series of spells are enhanced, evolving from the level of "control" to the level of "fusion".

For example, he could grab it and condensate the starlight of Jupiter and Venus to create a steel knife with a wooden handle out of thin air.

Or condense Jupiter and Mars to create a torch.

Astrology has also been enhanced, with a stronger traceability and ability. For example, in the county town, one could look at Master Zhu's face and predict how he would pick up money later...

Unfortunately, this ability still cannot have an effect on "reborn persons".

But it's not useless. For example, when he decided to look for Yu Baishu, he secretly sensed the existence of danger.

This was also the reason why he decided to take Wei Qingqing and Jiang Chunqiu with him. If it was just for a simple meeting, it would be enough for him to go by himself.

Now, he deduced it again, and with the simple astrolabe in his hand flashing, he frowned:
"Even if you take them both, is the danger still there? Yu Baishu... Who did you provoke? Is it the power of the sky-watching level?"

Although he still has a few scrolls left, they are no longer enough to sustain a fight with the powerful Skywatcher.

Therefore, you still have to find some helpers and make first-hand preparations...

"It's just you."

The corner of Ji Ping'an's mouth raised, and an invisible river of stars suddenly rose above his head, spreading towards the cold night sky.

……

Yuhang City.

In Yin Yang Academy, after dinner, Xu Xiurong meditated and rested as usual, but for some reason, he felt restless.

"Squeak."

She pushed open the door, and the hot air from the brazier in the room was blown away by the air-conditioning outside. Wearing a dark green prison robe, the female prisoner with outstanding appearance and soft eyes had a layer of small pimples on the delicate skin on her neck.

She felt a little more energetic.

It has been more than half a month since I arrived in Yuhang.

From the beginning, when I broke through to watch the sky, I was eager to find the imperial master to show off, until I heard about the incident in Yuhang on the day I left the customs.

After learning about the imperial master's apparition through the Taoist sect and the government, Xu Xiurong's mood was so full that he wished he could fly to Yuhang in an instant.

But when she traveled day and night, using her escape skills to arrive in Yuhang, she learned that the Imperial Master had disappeared, and Ji Ping'an had also disappeared!
a bolt from the blue.

The rest of the people didn't know the truth, but Xu Xiurong already knew that in everyone's eyes, this was a chess piece arranged by the national master.

Close disciple.

In fact, he is the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

Although Xu Xiurong didn't know how the Imperial Master did it, but since he is the Imperial Master...it is normal to create several miracles!

After all, he was once so powerful that he had predicted the exact time when the stars would return before his death.

Xu Xiurong's attitude towards this was that he didn't ask for a deep understanding. Anyway, it was enough to stand in line and support without any brain.

After the initial panic, especially when Xin Yaoguang suddenly launched his flying sword, Xu Xiurong also realized:

The Imperial Master dared to show up, so he must be fully prepared.

Maybe, he is currently hiding somewhere and plotting his plans.

So, she settled down, just as Jian Zheng also left to attack Shenzang, the star officials in Yuhang City were leaderless.

Xu Xiurong, the newly promoted Guantian, immediately became the backbone.

After quickly integrating her manpower, she actively communicated with Daomen while cooperating with the city's "post-disaster reconstruction."

At the same time, we are also taking over some sporadic reborn people who have come to join us.

Yes, with Ji Ping'an's fighting skills and the imperial master's appearance, more and more people came to Qin Tianjian on their own initiative.

Not to mention the reborn ones, the surrender of the leader of the martial arts alliance alone is particularly wonderful.

However, Xu Xiurong was not interested in these. She always thought of the Imperial Master, or Ji Ping'an.

Fortunately, everything in the observation is handled by the people below.

For the slightly larger ones, Huang Chen is responsible.

She just needs to be a signboard.

Xu Xiurong exhaled softly, took steps, and walked towards the observatory as a habit.

"Prisoner, why are you here?" Wang Xian, who was carrying a lantern, was surprised. He was on duty tonight.

Xu Xiurong smiled and said:
"It's stuffy in the house, come out and get some fresh air."

Wang Xian looked respectfully:

"Prince Prince, please help yourself. I'll guard it for you."

The No. [-] on the Heavenly Ranking was also very emotional. Who would have thought that Xu Jianhou, who was almost deposed from the position of "Prisoner", was ranked at the bottom among the five supervisors.

Was he the first to step into the sky?

Just as he had never expected, in less than a year, the representatives of Qintian Prison to the outside world were no longer Jian Zheng, Li Guofeng, or Luo Huaizhu, but Ji Ping'an, who had risen at a terrifying speed.

"Okay." Xu Xiurong smiled and stepped onto the stargazing platform.

When she reached the top, the entire city had shrunk. The cold wind was biting, but it could not blow her clothes. Xu Xiurong stood on this lonely top, looking at the bright starry sky with her beautiful face, and couldn't help but think:
In the past few hundred years, has the Imperial Master faced the entire world alone so many times?
And where is he now?

While her thoughts were wandering, Xu Xiurong suddenly felt that her "year star" in the sky was slowly rotating and faintly throbbing.

Then, a unique, "concealed" pheromone followed the starlight, passed through one of the seven main stars, and poured into Xu Xiurong's mind.

This is a communication method unique to star officials.

That's a piece of information.

"...Come quickly..."

Xu Xiurong suddenly opened his eyes!

Surprise inexplicable!

……

Yuezhou, in a certain city pass called "Xuxian".

Under the night, on the deserted street, a figure staggered and ran, covered in dust, as if he had traveled a long way, was exhausted, and had not had a chance to rest for a long time.

The clouds moved away and the moonlight shone down, illuminating this person's dress:

He was about 27 or [-] years old. He was wearing a scholar's robe. The hem was cut with a sword to facilitate movement. The only exception was his two sleeves, which were extremely wide and could almost fall to the ground.

He has a gentle temperament and an upright face, except for the strand of white hair hanging down from his forehead, which adds a bit of vicissitudes of experience to the young scholar.

Yu Baishu ran on the quiet and deserted street, turning his head to look back from time to time.

When he reached a crossroads.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard the tapping sound of wooden fish in the air.

He stopped suddenly, and an ordinary writing brush slipped from his sleeve. It was modified for him. It was made of metal and was slightly heavy, but it was not a magical weapon.

Yu Baishu looked ahead warily and saw a monk knocking on a wooden fish slowly walking towards the end of the long street in the night, followed by a young monk.

At the same time, monks were coming from the other three directions of the intersection.

He is also dressed as a monk, holding a long stick and raising one hand in front of his body. His skin is covered with a light golden color, as if he is chanting sutras in a low voice.

Vaguely, illusory golden bells can be seen rotating closer.

"Dong..." The monk who knocked on the wooden fish raised his dark and thin face and said calmly:
"Benefactor, please stop!"

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