The national teacher does not practice

I also watched the sky... The cold wind like a knife poured into the canyon, and snow foam slapped on everyone's faces.

There was a moment of silence in the field. The originally calm and calm old king's face turned ugly, and he finally realized how difficult the matter was.

Although he was not strictly a contemporary of the Imperial Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, how could he really despise Ji Ping'an?

The confidence just now mainly stems from Ji Ping'an's strength in the intelligence, but how long has it been?

Has he returned to the state of observing the sky?

Could it be that he was already promoted when he was fighting with Lord Buddha? Is there any way to escape?

Or... he cast his gaze towards the pole behind Ji Ping'an.

Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "Stop looking. If you look again, I'll dig out your eyes."

There was no threat in his tone, but no one doubted that he would really do it.

When he arrived at the place of exile, he was already not far from Guantian. After that, he practiced all the way. In the past day, he finally crossed the threshold with the help of Jiuzhou Pan. He was slightly surprised by the arrival of this former enemy, but no matter why the other party arrived, It was impossible for him to let the other party leave.

The old king also realized this. If the opponent was a newly promoted Guantian, as a veteran strongman, he would still have the confidence to kill him.

But if it is a national preceptor, it is another matter...

But with the speed of the star officer, he would never let himself go, so there was only one fight.

"That's fine. I have been practicing in the mountains for hundreds of years. I often hear the name of National Master, but I have never actually fought against you. Now I want to learn from you, your Excellency's methods." The old monarch sneered:

"Let's see who is better."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't take action, I will." Ji Ping'an said calmly.

I thought to myself, let it go as a defeated general like you. I knocked you out of the Shenzang realm back then, and now you are still saying harsh words in front of me...

"How brave!"

The old king was angered.

At this moment, the two snake-shaped earrings on his earlobes shone brightly, and on his wrinkled face, a pair of vertical pupils suddenly turned into a strange red, and Ji Ping'an's appearance was reflected in the eyes.

Opening his mouth and spitting out, invisible sound waves echoed in the valley, accompanied by countless curses and invisible venom.

This is the magic of the White Snake clan. It can cast powerful curse spells, pollute an entire area, and cause disaster to all living creatures.

But at this moment, he did not release the curse to the surroundings, but only locked onto Ji Ping'an!

Experts fight with all their strength and are reluctant to waste any energy.

When strong men fight, the situation changes at every turn, and all kinds of air waves and golden light explode. It looks cool, but in fact, it is because their mastery of power is not good enough.

Therefore, it will cause a lot of waste of power, but in the hands of a strong man like the old king who has practiced for thousands of years, his control over the spiritual elements has reached a terrifying level.

When he makes a move, not a single bit of energy is wasted.

"The strength is controlled well," but Ji Ping'an, who should have been eroded by disease, disaster, and pain during the curse, was still unaffected.

The old king looked carefully and realized that at some point, Ji Ping'an's figure was slightly illusory and not like a real person. The place where he stood seemed to have starlight flowing.

"You are not in reality!" the old king pointed out.

Ji Ping'an did not deny it, and nodded happily: "It is true, you should know that Xingguan has the ability to hide in time.

Of course, according to common sense, this ability can only be acquired after entering the divine treasure. Ordinary sky observers who only cultivate one main star cannot do it, but I am not talented. After all, I am the pioneer of this path, so I can do it now. Barely standing on one foot in time. "

He explained patiently, as if he was afraid that his opponent would not understand.

However, the old king became increasingly angry. In the eyes of the powerful, this behavior was tantamount to a great provocation and contempt:

I will tell you my tricks clearly. If you have the ability, just crack them.

This was also the reason why the curse could not be implemented. The old king's chest heaved and he suppressed his anger forcefully, realizing that continuing to unleash the magic would not work.

He closed his eyes, and after a moment, opened them again.

But this time, all his emotions seemed to have collapsed. The old man with a rough face slowly folded his hands and pressed them on the stone-carved cane.

His hands suddenly pinched hard!

"Crack!"

At this moment, the entire canyon faintly shook, and the barbarians saw in horror that the sides of the canyon had been frozen for countless years, the indestructible mountains collapsed and opened dark cracks, and the frozen soil seemed to be torn open by a terrifying force, revealing a ferocious hole.

"City Lord!"

The young man named Ta was shocked. He stretched out his hand and pulled the barbarian city lord over from a crack. He lay prone on the ground and looked at both sides of the battle in horror.

On the surface of the stone cane, a thick layer of gray-white stone skin peeled off, revealing a crystal clear snake-shaped jade staff inside.

The next second, the old king raised the staff slightly with one hand, slowly stepped forward, and stepped towards Ji Ping'an!

One step, boom, the dark cracks in the ground extended forward, but after touching Ji Ping'an's feet, it suddenly broke apart, jumped over him, extended to the barrier, and was blocked.

In the second step, the wind disappeared, as if it was smoothed by some powerful force.

In the third step, the sound disappeared. The barbarians opened their mouths widely, but they could not hear each other's voices.

In the fourth step, the sky and the earth dimmed, and endless darkness swallowed up everything. There were only two figures left in the dark world.

One belongs to the old king and the other belongs to Ji Ping'an.

"Hey," Ji Ping'an stood half-footed in the old days, his whole body like the flickering images on an old-fashioned movie screen, sometimes steady and sometimes flickering. Only then did he finally show some interest,

"It seems that you have studied something after all these years of retreat."

The figure of the old king is getting more and more stooped. Obviously, in this place where spiritual energy is scarce, even the demon clan can swallow the heaven, earth and moonlight to practice, but it is still a bit difficult to attack with all his strength:

"Hey, do you want me to feel honored?"

Ji Pingan asked curiously: "So, you created such a big battle just to cut off my connection with the heaven and earth? Swallow the starlight in the sky?"

As he spoke, his figure flickered more and more violently, which meant that his footing was no longer stable.

At the same time, Ji Ping'an's connection with heaven and earth was also broken.

As a star officer, he can no longer feel a trace of starlight, which means that he cannot replenish his power from the outside world.

The old king smiled cunningly:

"This place of exile is a prison for monks, but you star officials are an exception. In this regard, even our demon clan is incomparable. You and I are both in the sky-observing realm. If we fight to the death, I will replenish my strength. If I'm not as fast as you, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage?"

Ji Ping'an nodded and said with approval:

"So you chose to use your natal magical power to swallow up the light in this world. In this way, although you and I have lost the opportunity to replenish it from the outside world, after all, you have been living in poverty for so many years, and you are a demon body, so the spiritual essence accumulated in your body It's much bigger than me, which is indeed a good tactic. But you still can't attack me."

The old king sneered and walked closer to him step by step. When the two of them were only a short distance away, he stopped and said:

"When you can't hold it any longer and completely return to reality, that's when you'll die."

Ji Ping'an sighed softly, with pity in his eyes:

"So, do you want to compete with me in consumption? You are still the same character as before. You dare not face the enemy head-on. You only want to use various means to weaken the enemy before taking action."

The old king sneered and said: "You are still a young man, but you are like the old man. When I traveled across the nine states in the past, you were not even born yet."

Ji Ping'an smiled and commented to himself:

"Actually, your habit is not wrong. After all, as the leader of the country, you were also the supreme commander when the two clans were fighting. As a commander, you will naturally have some habits of leading troops. If you are in a battle formation, rushing and killing recklessly is the most dangerous thing. Stupidity, exhausting the enemy until they are tired, and combining vertical and horizontal lines are all wise moves, but you have to know, my friend, this is not the logic of a practitioner.

A truly powerful monk must put aside all conspiracies and tricks, and can only move forward without hesitation, risking his life to live. You just didn't understand this back then, and your back was broken by Li Yang. After all these years, you still don't understand. . ” ˆ ˆ As if a sore spot had been stabbed, the old king was completely angered, and he roared:

"What qualifications do you have to criticize me? A mere five-hundred-year-old junior! What do you know? If I hadn't been sneak-attacked by Li Yang back then, would I still have allowed you to show off your power? You don't understand anything!"

sneak attack?

No, you are just telling lies with open eyes... You really think that as long as you live long enough, you will have the right to speak. You can make up what happened back then...

Ji Ping'an said displeasedly: "To be too old to die is to be a thief. I wanted to fight with you and test your progress over the years, but now it seems that there is no need to wait."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand to make a false grab, and a majestic power suddenly poured into the void. Ji Ping'an's body's spiritual energy surged wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he surpassed the old demon.

The old king's face changed wildly: "This is..."

Ji Ping'an glanced at him: "Let me tell you another secret. Star Officer also has a secret method that can borrow power from his past self.

Although there is a limit on the number of times within a certain period of time, it is not a big problem to use it occasionally. Otherwise, do you think that the Great Zhou Guoshi at his peak can suppress all the divine treasures in Kyushu by himself? "

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed it again, and a black and square scabbard suddenly appeared in his palm. Ji Ping'an put his fingers together, pressed against the hilt of the sword, and pushed gently:

"Chong!"

The ancient sword is three inches out of its sheath! The devastating sword energy splashed into the darkness in all directions!

A large area of ​​red emerged from the darkness, but the old king's attention was entirely focused on the sword, and he lost his voice:

"Shoushan Sword? Why do you know the skills of Shoushan Sword Sect..."

This reminded him of a nightmare that he absolutely did not want to think about.

Ji Ping'an didn't bother to explain that he borrowed it from his senior brother before he came out.

When Master Xingzhi left the sword spirit in Qixia Town, he took the Shoushan Sword that had lost the sword spirit and embarked on a journey to pursue the Taoist Master.

Now, the first mountain sword spirit Huang Ying has returned to this ancient sword again, just to face his former life-and-death enemy. Ji Ping'an wants to use Li Yang's identity to settle this grudge.

So, in the dark world that gradually turned red, Ji Ping'an smiled and unscrupulously released the aura belonging to the sword cultivator. He held the hilt of the sword, Lihuo Sword Technique surged, and whispered:

"Old thief! Don't you recognize me?!"

At this moment, the old king lost his mind and was in a state of confusion. His eyes widened in disbelief: "Li Yang...it's you...how could..."

He doesn't understand!

Why did the Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty become Zhenren Liyang!

Or...are they the same person?

The old king suddenly understood something, but felt pain in his chest and abdomen. He lowered his head in shock, only to see that the Shoushan sword had pierced his chest, the tip of the sword pierced his back, and the dark world was completely filled with red.

Ji Ping'an used the power twice that of the Heaven-Observing Realm to suppress the old man and said softly: "The hatred of the past is over."

After a pause, he added: "By the way, Mu Jiuyao followed me, she is very good."

"puff!"

The old king spurted out blood and fell backwards.

The world suddenly regained its brightness.

In the valley, a group of barbarians saw in horror:

Just now, the old king suddenly turned into a two-headed snake and swallowed the "Great Zhou Imperial Master" into his belly.

Then, endless sword light came out, and the two-headed snake was instantly torn into pieces. It struggled heavily and crashed into the mouth of the cold canyon. It twisted for a moment and became motionless.

Ji Pingan, whose clothes were as clean as new, walked out of the big snake's belly and slowly sheathed his sword.

At this time, he looked at the group of barbarians who had become stupid and said, "This snake is enough for you to eat for a year."

He looked to the other side. In the snow, the blind old Taoist priest seemed unaware of everything that happened. He was still catching the extinguishing sparks on the ground like a wild dog.

Ji Ping'an frowned and suddenly sighed softly. He raised his hand and grabbed it. In an instant, the stars were turning in the infinite sky above his head. Dots of sparks that were about to be completely extinguished entered his hands. They brightened instantly and returned to flames.

In the flames, the two girls were already unconscious. He raised his hand and threw the flames into the bronze lantern.

The old Taoist priest's body was shrouded in green starlight. In the blink of an eye, his injuries healed, and gray-white eyeballs grew again in his eye sockets.

"Guard the door honestly. You are not allowed to leave before I leave." After saying that, Ji Ping'an turned around and returned to the pole.

The old Taoist priest was seriously injured and could not have the strength to leave the place of exile alone, so he was not worried that these people would leak the news.

This land of ice and snow blocked the transmission of all news.

……

……

"It's that old snake? Why is he here?"

In the Jiji Holy Temple, Master Xingzhi was surprised.

It was not surprising that Ji Ping'an could kill the old king.

Liuli just looked him up and down, and after confirming that Ji Ping'an was not injured, she smiled with satisfaction.

"I don't know," Ji Ping'an shook his head and handed the Shoushan Sword to his senior brother, "I am currently in a state where I can only kill him, and I can't detain him for torture. However, the demon clan has a long lifespan and can collect some clues. I know. It’s not surprising to see Zun’s footprints, maybe he wanted to investigate.”

Master Xingzhi nodded and said, "I'm afraid that if he dies and doesn't go out for a long time, some people from the outside world will come over."

Ji Ping'an thought for a while and said:

"Kyushu will definitely be in chaos during the next period. Even if the demon country is confused, it may not be able to escape. After all, we can't stop it, so we must seize the time to practice and then return."

"Okay." Liuli and Xingzhi nodded, this was what they expected.

In the courtyard, Ji Pingan and the two of them sat around the "Jiuzhou Plate" and began to meditate on the mystery of the Red Dust Immortal.

He knew that he could not hide here forever and must return early to win over allies before the disaster struck.

The old king's delay in returning will sooner or later attract the attention of the outside world. For example, barbarian exploration is a problem.

Even if he could kill the people who came to investigate, this would only attract more attention from the outside world.

Therefore, there was not much time left for him to comprehend.

Moreover, due to the different speed of time, he did not dare to stay too long, fearing that the external situation would change too much.

"Wait, wait until I get out, and I'll find you again."

Ji Ping'an looked to the south, and the disciples of Qin Tianjian flashed before his eyes, Hua Yang, Xiao Xu, Xue Ji, Sister Mu...

"wait me back."

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Thanks to Odie and his father for the reward of 100 coins (end of this chapter)