The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 381: Gentlemen, those who wish to overturn the sky, please stand up! (Please subscribe for a monthly ticket)

No one thought that in this midsummer, someone who should have died would step onto the stage again and appear in front of people in this way.

For this world, the name of Great Zhou Guoshi is undoubtedly an insurmountable mountain in the history books.

When he was alive, his every move stirred up the storm. Even after his death, there were still countless people and forces from all sides fighting endlessly for his death.

In the past six months, all parties have actually doubted more than once whether the national master was really dead.

Or, will the dead be reborn again and return with a new identity?

In order to verify the former, the major forces conducted repeated investigations again and again. They believed that it was impossible for anyone to hide the many hidden treasures.

Regarding the latter, speculation cannot be eliminated, but as many people have judged, times have changed too fast.

Even if the national master really seizes the body again and changes to a new identity, he will be destined to be unable to compete for anything or influence anything after missing the time window.

But among the many speculations, no one thought that the National Preceptor would return to this world that belonged to him as Ji Ping'an again.

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Qingyun Palace, inside the meeting hall.

When Ji Pingping opened the door, took off his bamboo hat, and said these words with a smile, the entire venue fell into an eerie silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

Lines of sight fell on his face, and lines of spiritual consciousness swept over him, verifying the authenticity of his identity.

The sunshine came in from behind Ji Ping'an, and he seemed to be standing in the sun.

But those big shots who were stamping their feet and causing shock in Kyushu seemed to have become stone sculptures, motionless.

"Why don't you speak? Is there something on my face?" Ji Ping'an asked with a smile.

Wow! !

At this moment, the almost frozen, unreal silence was broken, time resumed its flow, and the figures present bounced up almost instinctively. Everyone stood up in shock and let out a series of exclamations.

"you you……"

Xin Yaoguang, who was in the leading position, stood up, her feather cloak shaking violently, the lotus mark between her eyebrows flickering, and in Daomentian's eyes, the person in front of her was absolutely fake.

It's true... but how is it possible?

At this moment, the unconventional Sword Fairy almost lost her composure and could not hide her emotion!

"Ji Ping'an... national master!?"

Next to him, Master Chen's eyes widened. This great man who regarded himself as a great Confucian and was very particular about the etiquette of walking, sitting and lying was completely out of his mind at this moment. The cup in his hand fell down and made a cracking sound.

"Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty!"

Grand Elder Luan Yu, who was promoted to Observer, and opposite him, the hermit-like Master of Mo Pavilion, froze on the spot, suspecting that he had seen wrongly, and suddenly felt that everything in front of him was extremely unreal.

As for the two star officials who were also present...

At this time, it was as if he had been struck by thunder, his whole body was shaking and he could not control himself.

Li Guofeng looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, his mind went blank, a surge of heat surged in his heart, his nose felt sour, and he was worried that this was a lie, so he did not dare to step forward for a moment.

Xu Xiurong beside him was already in tears, but a smile of great surprise broke out on his face. He almost used all his strength to say two words: "Master..."

Ji Ping'an smiled and nodded towards the two disciples, and said with some distress and guilt: "It's me, I'm back."

A hammer!

not dead!

In Leizhou, the Great Master of Zhou Dynasty was beaten to death by the Buddha at the cost of smashing a dharma image of his life, evaporating the entire Liuhu Lake, and beating him to the point of physical and mental destruction, but he did not die!

Not only was he not dead, but his body was not damaged at all!

Even everyone present was horrified to realize that with their current spiritual sense, Ji Ping'an was able to remain silent until he opened the door and was not noticed by them. What does this mean?

It shows that his current state of cultivation is not the same as before.

It is even possible that he has...returned to his peak...

Thinking of this possibility, everyone was in a daze.

In the end what happened?

How could you not be dead? Obviously everything at that time was watched by everyone.

Huge confusion and consternation filled everyone's hearts, but then, they suddenly felt relieved:

He is the great master of Zhou Dynasty.

Yes, he is the national master who has created countless miracles. Many years ago, he had already begun to make arrangements for the stars to return to their original positions. As Ji Ping'an, he hid it from everyone's eyes.

If it hadn't been for the monster clan's surprise attack on Yuhang, and he was forced to show up, his flaws would not have been discovered at all... He has accomplished so many impossible things, so what's the reason to be surprised if he managed to hide it from the whole world again?

"You...are not dead!" Xin Yaoguang asked to confirm.

Ji Ping'an smiled, took out the page of Taoist scriptures from his arms and threw it to her: "Return the property to its original owner."

No more doubts.

At this moment, Xin Yaoguang's heart was filled with thousands of thoughts and thoughts, and he had countless things to say, but in the end, he just took a deep breath, stood there, and suddenly bowed his head:

"Xin Yaoguang, the headmaster of the Taoist sect, comes to see the Master of the State!"

Just like back then.

At this moment, the others were also awakened.

Li Guofeng and Xu Xiurong saluted at the same time. Instead of calling them master on this solemn occasion, they said the same thing:

"Qin Tian Jianhou Li Guofeng and Xu Xiurong, please see the Imperial Master!"

Luan Yu looked at the young man whom she had not cared about with complicated eyes, and bowed down:

"The great elder of the Beast Control Sect, Luan Yu, would like to send a master on my behalf to see the Imperial Master."

The master of Mo Pavilion's eyes were excited, as if he had returned to the past in a trance: "Mo Lin, please see the Imperial Master."

Master Chen, who once suppressed Ji Ping'an in Yuhang City and was slapped in the face, looked at him deeply and let out a sigh:

"Yunhuai Academy, Mr. Chen, see the Imperial Preceptor... Your Excellency!"

return.

At this moment, in this small but vast room, Grand Master Zhou returned to his world in a true sense.

It suddenly seems like yesterday, the peak moment, worshiping in Kyushu.

He was briefly absent-minded, and then Ji Ping'an said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite."

Everyone then raised their heads and looked at Ji Ping'an walking over step by step with complicated or excited eyes.

Xin Yaoguang suddenly walked out of her seat, took the initiative to give up her seat, and sat down at the bottom.

Ji Ping'an glanced at her and did not refuse. Instead, he happily sat down at the main seat. It was only then that the others sat down again.

But no one spoke, and the atmosphere was already different. The meeting was adjourned, and no one mentioned it again.

"Speaking of which, the last time I entered this room was last midsummer." Ji Pingan said with some emotion, stroking the shiny tabletop, "In just the blink of an eye, the world changed."

Everyone was touched.

Ji Pingan continued:

"Last time, I came here as a 'National Master Disciple' to announce the star cycle. This time, I also want to tell you everything about the stars."

After a pause, he looked around at the faces and said with a smile:

"I know that you may have many questions, and you would also like to know how I escaped from the hands of Lord Buddha that day, and where I have been in the past six months. I know you are in a hurry, but please don't be in a hurry. Before I talk about the details, , I want to tell you a story first."

His tone was calm because he had drafted it beforehand.

When he decided to show off today yesterday, he imagined many versions of what he wanted to say and how to say it. But in the end, he chose the most unpretentious way.

In the past six months, when he was in the Polar Temple, during his breaks in practice, he discussed with his senior brother more than once how to gather strength and compete for authority after returning.

At that time, they all agreed that the final battle would not only be a battle between a few strongest people, but also an overall struggle between all forces.

If two gods are fighting fiercely, the difference in strength is large, even if there are one or two Kantian beside them, it may not affect the outcome.

But if the difference is the same, there are countless sky-viewing wells around them, arranged in a formation, which is enough to be the key to affecting the balance.

Back then, Ji Ping'an was from Liyang and had invincible swordsmanship, but he was still surrounded and killed by the crowd in Jieshan. This was a lesson learned from the past.

Since then, he has learned to unite more forces.

Therefore, when he returns this time, he must at least unite the strength of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

"The only way to resolve internal disputes is to give them a strong external enemy."

This is what he said to Liuli, so he is prepared not to hide anything, to disclose everything, and to use external enemies to solve internal consumption.

He also wants to tell his plan, gain authority, and then give up becoming a mortal immortal, in order to avoid the destruction of all life in Kyushu.

"But will those people believe you?" Master Xingzhi once asked worriedly.

Ji Ping'an's answer at the time was, "It doesn't matter whether you trust them or not. What matters is that they have no choice."

Yes, no choice!

Because not everyone can participate in the final competition, it can only be a fight between the strongest, and this involves alliances.

In the early stage, they will naturally be willing to form alliances and deal with threatening external opponents first.

Moreover, if you think you have no chance, the best plan is to join someone with strength.

In this way, as long as one's own camp wins, the maximum benefit can be obtained.

Regardless of Li Yang, the Great Zhou Imperial Master, or Ji Ping'an today, they all have enough confidence for others to bet on themselves.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether outsiders trust him to give up the Red Dust Immortal.

Because even if he doesn't give up, as long as he shows enough ability to compete with the Red Dust Immortal, it will be enough to win others' hearts.

So, at this moment, sitting on the main seat of Qingyun Palace, Ji Pingan looked around everyone and began to tell the story about the Red Dust Fairy in a low tone.

"long long ago……"

The room was quiet.

The sound of a needle dropping could be heard. Everyone was listening quietly, except for Ji Ping'an's narration.

Outside the room it was boiling.

The monks who had witnessed Ji Ping'an's return gathered towards the main hall after regaining their mobility, but they did not dare to actually enter the courtyard where the summit was held.

People gathered in the square and talked a lot. Everyone had great shock on their faces, and more eyes were cast on the star officials in the crowd.

Jian Zhuang and other star officials looked excited and uneasy, a little unsure whether it was true or not, worrying about gains and losses:

"Do you think the Imperial Master is really back? Could it be that he saw it wrong, or someone is pretending?"

"But this is a summit. With so many powerful people here, who dares to pretend? What's the use?" someone retorted.

in the crowd.

Shi Jilun suddenly said: "Have you noticed that the clothes of the National Master look familiar?"

Xue Hongjian and others were stunned, and then they all recalled the man and woman they met on the way back to the city, and the national master and Bodhisattva who had disappeared.

It is also the time of more than half a year, and I am very familiar with the people in Qin Tianjian, I have a broad vision, and I am also very concerned about the news from the outside world, especially the situation...

"No...it can't be..."

A young star officer swallowed and was frightened by his guess.

……

in the room.

Ji Ping'an's story has come to an end: "That's probably what happened."

He picked up the tea bowl that belonged to Xin Yaoguang on the table and drank it, while the rest of the people in the room were in great shock.

Suddenly lost consciousness.

In the past two quarters of an hour, they heard a shocking story.

If anyone else told it, they would just smile and attribute it to the rich imagination of the Jianghu people.

But if the narrator is the Great Zhou Imperial Master, everything will be different.

The Red Dust Immortal...the Great Formation of Kyushu...the sun, moon and stars are false...the "dome" and authority...the four ancient saints...catastrophe...

Every one of these terms and concepts is enough to shake the whole world.

At this moment, one can imagine the impact that Ji Ping'an's words had on everyone present.

a long time.

Xin Yaoguang was the first to speak, and the female head teacher couldn't hide her trance:

"So, the collective appearance of reborn people is because this world is forcing us to compete for a winner? Just like the competition in the God's Capital Grand Prize?"

"Yes."

Xu Xiurong murmured: "The glory and splendor now are at the expense of the future. Once the end comes, all life will be devastated, and only some people will survive?"

"Yes."

Dean Chen's Adam's apple rolled, as if he had seen the end of the world: "So you know this, that's why..."

Ji Ping'an put down the tea cup and looked at him: "I have studied the stars all my life. Do you really think it was just to pursue the so-called Tao?"

Everyone was shocked and felt it made perfect sense.

Ji Ping'an continued to lie: "Otherwise, why do you think I can be reborn early? Why can I turn disaster into good fortune so many times?"

Of course, he cannot tell the real reason why he has been reincarnated many times, but it does not affect the way he can use it to make people think and enhance the credibility of his narrative.

Ji Ping'an sighed and said, "It is precisely because I noticed all this early that I obtained the inheritance of the ancient Taoist Master and am here today."

After a pause, his expression became extremely serious, he slowly stood up, looked down at the crowd, and said:

"Everything I say can be verified. I know you may not believe it, but the holy temples in the polar regions are the most powerful evidence.

I don’t know what you are thinking after learning all this, but I don’t want to see the lives destroyed, the catastrophe coming, the mountains falling over, the rivers bursting their banks, the sun extinguishing, the stars and the moon disappearing. Go, I don’t want to see the dynasty I worked so hard to support collapse, and the world I live in wither, so..."

Having said this, Ji Ping'an no longer had the slightest bit of playfulness, his expression was only solemn and solemn!

He glanced at the heavy faces at the table, took a deep breath, and said:

"The catastrophe has arrived. Gentlemen, those who wish to turn the sky upside down, please... stand up!"

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