The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 340: Demon Ancestor Essence and Blood Dean enters the city ([-] words, please subscribe)
It's me...Zhenren Liyang...

In the room, when Ji Ping'an said these words, the unruly expression on the face of Yu Baishu, who was sitting opposite, suddenly stiffened.

The pupils suddenly shrank, as if they were struck by lightning!
He raised his head suddenly and stared at the strange young man in front of him, trying to find traces of "Li Yang" on him.

Then, he sneered: "This joke is not funny!"

He glanced around and saw no sign of the other monks, but he was not surprised. He shook his head and said:
"Buddhism's methods are too crude. Do you think Mr. You is so easily deceived?"

He kind of wanted to laugh.

Do you think this scam is too crude? Find someone to pretend to be Li Yang and then persuade you to surrender.

Simply ridiculous.

"You don't believe it?" Ji Ping'an looked at him, not surprised.

Yu Baishu sneered: "How do you prove it?"

I just like to see your unruly look... Ji Ping'an smiled slightly, raised his hand, shook out a book, and handed it to him:
"Is this enough?"

You Baishu's expression changed, and he recognized that this was the book he had entrusted to Li Yang before his death.

He was in a daze for a moment, then subconsciously picked it up and looked through it.

Yes, he couldn't admit it; many of the pages were still fresh in his mind.

After 900 years, seeing the old manuscript again made Yu Baishu feel a great wave of emotions, but he was still a little unsure.

After all, things are dead.

It didn't explain much, but then, Ji Ping'an opened his mouth and slowly told the story of the two of them.

Speaking of the last meeting between the two, Yu Baishu began to be moved.

Yu Baishu started to tremble when he talked about all the details about the two of them when they were teenagers.

The room fell into silence, Ji Ping'an said, and You Baishu listened.

What he said became more and more detailed.

Those were common experiences that only two people in the world would know. As they were told, Ji Ping'an's aura began to change.

His temperament and demeanor gradually overlapped with those of the characters in his long memory.

You Baishu listened quietly, and at some point, tears burst into his face.

……

……

In the garden, Jiang Chunqiu stood in the snow, holding a knife, looking at the house in the distance in trance.

Wei Qingqing suddenly came over and said:
"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Chunqiu said worriedly:

"I don't know if he can convince that Yu Hakushu to join."

Wei Qingqing thought for a while, took a breath in the cold air, and said firmly:
"Certainly."

"Why?" Jiang Chunqiu turned to look at her, the old alliance leader's eyes were full of exploration.

The widowed general, who was dressed in plain clothes and had a white silk scarf tied on the back of his head, analyzed carefully:
"He even tricked me into coming here, let alone an ancient novelist?"

She labeled Yu Baishu as a novelist.

Jiang Chunqiu clicked his tongue in surprise, saying to himself that you also knew that he was difficult to deal with:
"But speaking of which, how did you convince him?"

Wei Qingqing was stunned for a moment, a little distracted, that's right, how did she get done?

It was clear that when they first met, the two sides were enemies of each other. Even if the misunderstanding from that year was explained clearly, the final analysis was still there.

Ji Ping'an is still responsible for Wei Wuji's death.

Therefore, it was just an exchange of interests at first. She reluctantly agreed to be a spy, but it was only a verbal agreement.

It wasn't until they reunited at the border of Qingzhou not long ago that Ji Ping'an threw out their common enemy "Crown Prince" and they became companions.

As a result, in just a few days, I adapted to my new identity.

Although she didn't want to admit it, the tough-tongued Wei Qingqing still sighed:
"Perhaps he is indeed a charismatic guy."

Jiang Chunqiu smiled:
"I will remember this. When I find General Wei, I will tell him."

"vulgar!"

Wei Qingqing turned away in disgust, her eyes dim, when could she be reunited?
……

inside the room.

"That's how it happened."

Ji Ping'an was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a low table covered with a thick velvet blanket in front of him.

There were some fruits and pastries placed on it, but now they had been eaten up by Yu Baishu who had been hungry for several days.

After confirming his identity through a series of details, Yu Baishu briefly lost control of his emotions, but quickly calmed down.

Unspeakable joy welled up in my heart.

The ancients said that there are four great joys in life, one of which is meeting an old friend in a foreign country.

For Yu Baishu, this kind of joy is particularly precious and huge. Unlike "modern" people like Jiang Chunqiu, after rebirth, there are still Jiang family descendants in the world.

Or like Wei Huayang and Xu Yuanyun, the sect inheritance is still standing there.

The older one gets, the stronger the feeling of loneliness after rebirth. For Yu Baishu, when he opens his eyes, the whole world is unfamiliar.

This made him wary of everything.

At the same time, he also has a strong sense of intimacy with his contemporaries.

This is also the reason why a group of people can quickly gather in the human world. There is a need to stick together.

And being able to meet Li Yang again was a huge surprise that was enough to dilute his fatigue for days.

"So, your current identity is that genius star officer of Qin Tianjian? A disciple of the Great Zhou Dynasty Master? Those Buddhist monks have been beaten away?"

After eating something, Yu Baishu's complexion recovered significantly. At this time, he wiped his mouth and asked seriously.

Ji Ping'an nodded: "Yes."

Yu Baishu asked again:

"You were ordered to recruit me into the Qin Tianjian camp? Is there a Heaven-Observing Realm monk stationed nearby? Is the human world also absorbed by you?"

Ji Pingan nodded: "That's right."

You Bai was stunned for a moment, rubbed his face, exhaled and said with a bitter smile:

"As expected, people are more likely to die than others. I, the miserable one, have become a prisoner, but you have become famous."

Then he laughed:

"So, then I have to hug your thigh tightly."

Ji Ping'an couldn't help laughing.

After being reborn, Yu Baishu also regained some of his youthful personality.

He no longer has to bear the burden of the family, and his expression is obviously much more lively.

Faced with the invitation from his friend, Yu Baishu, who had no position whatsoever, couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

However, Ji Ping'an still did not reveal the secret that he was both "Li Yang" and "National Preceptor". He only said that he was the reincarnation of Li Yang.

And told Yu Hakushu to keep it secret.

He is not worried about revealing his secrets. Just as You Baishu will not expose his Liyang vest, Wei Qingqing, Jiang Chunqiu and others will not expose his imperial master's vest.

In situations where both parties are in the same room, Ji Ping'an can perfectly be in the superimposed state of the two vests.

Then, Ji Ping'an asked about Yu Baishu's experience.

The process was similar to what he guessed:
After the prince noticed You Baishu, he contacted him, but You Baishu was wary, so he made an appointment in Xu County.

However, there was an unexpected gain when it came to Buddhism.

"Wait a minute, are you saying that Buddhism didn't target you because it was investigating the human world?" Ji Ping'an asked.

Yu Baishu said "Yes" and said seriously:
"To be precise, Buddhism first focused on me, and then it must have noticed that I was in contact with the human world, and caught the 'tongue' sent by the human world to contact me, and thus learned about this relationship, and then conveniently laid out the plan The trap is waiting for you to arrive."

Ji Ping'an was surprised.

This was different from the order he guessed, and he wondered:
"Then how did Buddhism discover you?"

Yu Baishu sighed and smiled bitterly:
"This matter also involves a hidden cave."

Ji Ping'an became more and more confused, always feeling like he was unexpectedly happy:
"Dongfu?"

"Yes," You Baishu sat cross-legged on the ground and said seriously:

"After I was reborn, I was cautious about my words and deeds at first and didn't dare to practice. Instead, I first adapted to the times and determined my position based on the current map. Then after practicing again, I remembered that my family had A treasure map obtained from.

Well, to put it simply, we calligraphers had a glorious time in those days. In order to promote the research on calligraphy techniques, we would collect various secret information, which naturally included some information about Qi practitioners. Among them was a copy of the Cave of Qi practitioners. map.

I don't know whether it is true or not, but it is stored in the family. But before I had time to explore it, the battle between the government and the public became fierce, and my ancestor, the calligrapher, had no energy to look for it.Afterwards, there were disputes between the government and the opposition, Confucianism grew bigger, and after the family declined, there was no intention to explore distant places. "

After a pause, Yu Baishu sighed:

"But time is also fate. When I was reborn and compared the maps of the Daxing Dynasty with those of today, I was surprised to find that the Qi Practitioner's cave mentioned in the treasure map was near me. So I After my cultivation has recovered, I will try to find it."

Ji Ping'an was also speechless, thinking this would be fine:
"Have you found it?"

"Found it," Yu Baishu shook his head helplessly:

"The cave mentioned in the treasure map does exist, and there are indeed some things left in it. However, after thousands of years, almost all the things in the cave have turned to dust and are completely unusable. Even the dead bones are broken."

"..." Ji Pingan was speechless.

Speaking of this, You Baishu suddenly pondered for a moment and said:

"However, it is not without gain. I still found something in the cave, but it was precisely because of the fluctuations caused by this thing that it attracted the nearby Buddhist monks, which made them focus on me."

Ji Ping'an was immediately interested. It was an extraordinary thing that could survive thousands of years without decay:

"Fomen snatched it away?"

"How is that possible?" You Baishu sneered, looking slightly satisfied:

"I swallowed it and kept it. The monks didn't know what I got, so they haven't found it yet."

As he spoke, his belly bulged and shrank.Then he spit out something that was only half a finger long, dark golden, and similar to a broken bamboo slip.

"Look, you should be familiar with this thing." Yu Baishu said meaningfully.

Ji Ping'an threw a spell in disgust, condensed water balls, washed the golden bamboo slips stained with gastric juice, and then looked at them carefully.

I saw vague words on the broken golden bamboo slips, but I couldn't see them clearly.

Among them, the most eye-catching thing is a drop of solidified colorful blood on the bamboo slip!
Ji Ping'an felt a little and his expression suddenly changed:

"Demon Ancestor Essence Blood?!"

Yu Baishu sighed:
"I wasn't sure before, but now that you say it, it seems to be true."

Demon Ancestor Essence Blood!

Of course Ji Ping'an knew it, and he knew how precious this thing was.

"The Demon Ancestor" is the ancestral lineage of the Demon Clan and one of the three saints in ancient legends who created the three major systems of practice.

Well, the word "person" here is in quotation marks. In short, it is a top ancient powerful person alongside Taoist Master and Buddha.

Nowadays, all the "witchcraft" of the demon clan are related to the demon ancestor.

According to rumors, the Demon Ancestor was the first demon in the world who gained wisdom by observing the stars and gained wisdom, thus successfully transforming into a demon.

During his lifetime, he had terrifying magical powers and a huge body.

You can "travel to the East China Sea in the morning and Xizhou in the evening."

After his death, his body was sacrificed to heaven and earth, and blood rained down across the sky and scattered across the nine states.

This led to the awakening of countless ignorant beasts and the birth of the demon clan.

When one demon falls, ten thousand demons are born.

And the reason why the demon tribe can learn to swallow the starlight to cleanse itself, and transform itself to master the magic without anyone teaching it.

It is because every demon clan contains a trace of "demon ancestor essence and blood" in its body. The stronger the demon clan, the more essence and blood in its body.

The essence and blood content of most demons is so small that it is difficult to detect.

Exists only in the form of "demon energy".

This is also the reason why Erqing was able to sense the distribution of snow demons in Yuhang from a distance through "demon aura". "Demon aura" is the unique smell of blood.

Only demons in the realm of observing the sky can release their essence and blood, but once they leave the body, they will evaporate quickly and cannot be stored in any way.

And only the great demons in the Shenzang realm can exist alone with the essence and blood in their bodies.

In other words, what is stained on this golden bamboo slip must be the most essential drop of blood in the body of a great demon in the Divine Treasure Realm.

"After I was reborn, I read the history books and learned that you had fought with countless demon clans in the future, so you should be familiar with this thing." Yu Baishu said.

Ji Pingan nodded solemnly:

"It's true. According to what you said, this should be the blood left by a powerful man from a very distant era."

You Baishu nodded and said with emotion:
"After I got this thing, I was terrified. But I was even more curious about the identity of the dead Qi practitioner."

Ji Pingan was silent.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of another cave.

It was the cave he and Wei Huayang had entered when they fled back to Yuhang, and where his senior brother "Xingzhi Zhenren" had arrived.

It was also made by ancient Qi practitioners.

This is not the key. The key is that he clearly remembers that Sword Spirit Huang Ying once said that Zhenren Xingzhi had discovered traces of Tao Zun's existence underground in Qixia Town.

Moreover, golden bamboo slips were also found there!

Are these two really a coincidence?

Ji Ping'an was a little distracted.

Is it possible that this bamboo slip is also related to the ancient Taoist Master?
Is the cave also one of the "stops" where Tao Zun once stayed?
Or there is a greater possibility that the bamboo slips were obtained by the Qi practitioner and eventually brought to the tomb.

It's a pity that, according to Yu Baishu, everything in the cave is gone, otherwise he would really want to see it.

"Li Yang?" Seeing him thinking deeply, You Baishu called out.

Ji Ping'an came back to his senses and smiled:

"I'm also wondering about the origin of this thing."

Yu Baishu shook his head, feeling very free and easy:
"I guess it happened a thousand and five hundred years ago. It's too long ago. Who knows the truth? If you are interested, I will give it to you."

Ji Ping'an was stunned for a moment and said:
"It's too precious, you keep it."

Yu Baishu shook his head, very calmly:

"No matter how valuable it is, it's useless to me. This thing is only useful to the demon clan. Can I still take it to the demon clan to exchange for money? I'll give it to you, with your current status. Maybe it will be useful."

Is the blood of demon ancestor precious?
precious.

But this thing is really useless to people... Only Ji Ping'an knows that as long as it is operated properly, it can be used as a valuable medicine.

Help a demon tribe undergo blood transformation and become stronger quickly.

Any demon clan, as long as they can withstand the power of the medicine and refine this blood essence, can be promoted to the Sky Watcher in a short time.

Even get a ticket to the divine treasure.

In short, this drop of blood is enough to cause a bloody storm in Daxi Continent.

But in the hands of the human race, it is of little use. Even if it is used to make elixirs, people cannot eat it, and it will be easy for them to commit crimes.

But having said that, the fact that a ticket to the divine treasure can be given to a friend so easily shows the character of the literati of Yu Hakusho's era.

That is the demeanor of the ancients who can stab a friend, starve to death on the mountain to keep a clean life, or faint with grief for a close friend whom they have only met once. This is the demeanor of the ancients from a thousand years ago.

"It's true that I'm a stranger," Ji Ping'an sighed, no longer refusing.

He put away the bamboo slips, flicked his wrist, and suddenly a pile of magic weapons and elixirs fell in front of him:

"Brother You gave me a great gift, and Liyang should repay it. I will bear all the shortcomings for my future practice."

You Baishu laughed, suave and charming:

"As it should be."

The two talked for a long time, mainly because Ji Ping'an explained the current situation in Kyushu and asked Yu Baishu to pay attention and not to expose the secret later.

Then they walked out of the pavilion together, and under the surprised eyes of Xu Xiurong and others, they introduced You Baishu to join.

At this time, Xu Xiurong suddenly felt something, and suddenly looked at the southern sky with a surprised expression.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ping'an asked casually.

Xu Xiurong pursed his lips and said:
"There is a fight with Shenzo."

Everyone looked at each other and guessed that Xin Yaoguang had come to the door to "discuss" with the Buddha.

However, the powerful ones in the Shenzang Realm have long stood at the top, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish between life and death.

In the current situation, it is impossible for both sides to go crazy and fight, so Xin Yaoguang probably just vented his anger on the old monk and then went back to his home.

"Let her go." Ji Ping'an said, "Pack up and get ready to set off."

Xu Xiurong asked: "Are you going back to Yuhang now?"

Ji Pingan shook his head and smiled:
"We have to go back to Goddess Peak first, bring the people we gathered this time, and then go back together."

Xu Xiurong said "Yes" and suddenly thought with some anticipation. When a group of people in the academy learned that they were returning with a large number of reborn people, their expressions would be wonderful.

I'm looking forward to it.

……

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Yuhang.

The Qinhuai River and Rouge River sections, the bustling Fireworks Willow Alley in the past, are particularly desolate this winter.

There are also many fewer customers coming to take care of business. Due to the ice on the river, there are no colorful painted boats.

At this moment, in a brothel warm pavilion on the shore.

"Alas," Qin Leyou opened the window after he was done, letting the cold wind blow into his open lapel. The "prodigal son" looked at the lake outside, feeling a little sad:

"The beauty is gone, what can I do..."

After the snow disaster in Yuhang, Qin Leyou returned to the Qinhuai River and learned that his beloved "Xiang Ning" oiran was separated from his sisters during the war and was suspected of being killed by a monster.

Like a bolt from the blue, Qin Leyou was in grief and could only drink and have fun all day long to relieve his emotions.

"Sir, it's cold at home, please close the window." Behind her, the woman huddled on the bed said delicately.

Qin Leyou pretended not to hear and remained motionless.

"Hmph..." The woman was displeased and thought to herself that she really didn't admit it when she put on her robe. Who was talking about her sister last night?
After all, she paid by mistake... She wrapped herself in a quilt, moved out of bed, and moved to the window little by little, bumping into him:

"Young master...Young master?"

But Qin Leyou just stared blankly at a convoy entering the city on the main road in the distance, motionless.

Then he shivered all over, picked up his hem and ran away:

"Coming... coming... why is the old man here?!"

……

In the distance, on the spacious street.

Cars pulled by demon blood horses were driving slowly, and the most magnificent car among them had a flag erected on the chariot with the word "Yun Huai" written on it, accompanied by cloud patterns.

inside the carriage.

An old man wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown, with his sleeves rolled up and an incense burner placed in front of him, closed his eyes and meditated.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped in front of a magnificent courtyard that a number of scholars with swords in the courtyard swarmed out. The leader was Han Qingsong, who looked both male and female.

The academy genius gestured solemnly and raised his hands to the driver:
"Disciples welcome the dean!"

……

Help catch bugs due to typos, Ping An is coming back to cause trouble~
(End of this chapter)