The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

The sword that can cut through time——

Jing Yan suddenly realized that this sword seemed to be more powerful than he had expected.

Even someone like Ji Qixue couldn't cross the long river of time, let alone swim upstream.

"I understand."

Jing Yan nodded and asked, "So, what do you mean by outsiders?"

"This."

Ji Qixue thought for a moment and said, "For history, what has happened is fixed. Everyone, at every time, in every specific place does specific things. This is a given, but there will always be some people who do not follow these rules and destroy and modify the established past. These are called outsiders."

"Of course." Ji Qixue clasped her hands together and said with a smile, "This is a name I came up with myself, specially tailored for you. After all, apart from you, I haven't found anyone who can interfere with the long river of time."

"So, what happens to outsiders?"

Jing Yan asked in confusion.

“You will be rejected by history.”

Ji Qixue spoke slowly:

"To give you a simple example, even in the tributaries of the Star Mist, history is moving forward according to a predetermined path. When you try to change it against the rules, it will create a lot of resistance to prevent you from changing history."

"For example, a meteorite falls from the sky and crushes you to death, a passing Mahayana monk is displeased with you and kills you, or a riot of spirit beasts happens to hit your door and bites you to death—"

Ji Qixue spread her hands and said, "It's just a small problem."

Jing Yan's mouth twitched: "You call this a small problem?"

"Yes, because I believe you can handle it."

Ji Qixue patted Jingyan's shoulder confidently and said, "After all, you are the one I have chosen. Even if you don't believe in yourself, you have to believe in my vision."

"Then should I thank you again?"

"You're welcome, little brother Jingyan."

"..."

Jing Yan seemed to have never seen such a shameless person, but he was too lazy to argue with Ji Qixue. He shook his head and said, "Then I'll leave now?"

"No, it's not that urgent yet." Ji Qixue pointed at herself and said, "You have to take me with you."

"Why?" Jing Yan asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say you can't penetrate the planetary mist?"

"That was in the past. Now I am just an ordinary person. When I abandoned my body, my soul was weak and pitiful, not to mention being by your side." Ji Qixue put her hands on her waist: "The will of the star mist will not find me."

"Abandon the body?"

"Yes, yes. I can attach my soul to your side and provide you with help and guide you when you need it."

Ji Qixue thought for a moment and said, "Have you read novels? It's a story similar to that of a fallen powerful soul helping a young boy to rise quickly..."

"As the Pope, what strange things are you watching every day?"

"Hey, don't worry about it."

Ji Qixue curled her eyebrows: "Even the Pope has his own private time!"

"Okay, let's do as you say."

Jing Yan thought about it. After all, he had already reached a cooperation with Ji Qixue. He knew nothing about the past history and still needed Ji Qixue to provide him with help.

There is no need for this woman to spend so much energy to harm him. It's not worth it.

"Roger that!"

After Ji Qixue said this, she closed her eyes. Her breathing was rapidly weakening, and a blue-green light emerged from her body and attached to Jing Yan's body.

"can you hear me?"

Ji Qixue’s voice suddenly came to my mind.

"That'll be fine?"

Jingyan asked.

"Of course, otherwise what else do you have in mind when you look at my body? You have to know that I can't control my body now. If you want to do something beastly, I can't stop you." Ji Qixue's voice was full of ridicule: "How terrible, you shouldn't be such a beast, you violated my body in front of me, I could only watch and couldn't resist... so shy."

"......"

Jing Yan, who had become accustomed to Ji Qixue's occasional madness, sighed.

"Then I can just go forward?"

"By the way, why don't you reply to what I just said, otherwise I will be very embarrassed!"

"...Then I'll just move on."

then.

Jingyan took a step forward.

Walked into the mist surrounded by stars.

277. Surprise or not?

South Posa Island.

Papal calendar, year 12 of the Holy Epoch.

The gods conquered the human settlement in Dongsheng Shenzhou and pushed the war thirty miles southward.

It is said that the general leading the army is the youngest God King of the Gods, known as God King Hongjun.

In the fallen areas of Zhongzhou, statues of the God-King were erected. The almighty God will eventually rule the entire continent, including Nanposozhou - that's what the rumors say.

However, for the people of Nanposo Continent, this rumor is not a big concern. After all, Uttarakuru Continent is thousands of miles away from Nanposo Continent. What's more, the gods have not yet declared war on the Demon Cult. Instead of worrying about these things, it is better to worry about what to eat in the evening.

"Master Jing!"

There were shouting sounds coming from the busy city, and the teacher on the street was awakened. His eyelashes trembled as he woke up from his hazy sleep.

I opened my eyes and saw carriages passing by. The scorching sun was slightly blocked by the shade of the trees, leaving only a few scattered spots of light.

Jing Yan took a deep breath and felt his body a little, only to feel an indescribable feeling of weakness.

No, not a feeling of weakness.

But it is the lack of the feeling of powerlessness brought by spiritual energy.

He frowned slightly: "Ji Qixue?"

"Yes, yes, is this the ancient Nanposo Continent? It feels no different from now. Usually, we can only see it in images."

Ji Qixue's lazy voice came out from his mind. Jing Yan stood up and asked in his heart:

"Why is my cultivation gone?"

"Oh."

Ji Qixue paused, as if recalling something, and added: "Sorry, I forgot to tell you that you were just a mortal in your previous life, so as an outsider, you also inherited a mortal body - this is normal."

"Normal as a fuck." Jing Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you tell me such an important thing!"

"Oh, there are so many important things. I always forget one or two of them."

Ji Qixue said apologetically: "I'm sorry, brother Jingyan, please forgive me."

"What an important thing you said. If I remember correctly, before I left, you were discussing whether to violate the body that your soul had left. So is this also an important matter?"

"Of course it's important!"

Jing Yan seemed to be able to imagine Ji Qixue's unreasonable look as she stood with her hands on her hips to defend herself -

"If you can't even get aroused by a mature stepmother like me, I'm really worried about your health. Are you okay? Can you continue the family line in the future? Do you need me to check you out?"

The sutra says: "......."

He sighed deeply. He had already gotten used to Ji Qixue's brainless and erratic thinking. The best solution was to leave her alone and not answer her for the time being.

After waiting for a long time without getting an answer, Ji Qixue lost interest and started asking questions about Jing Yan's height.

"Wow, is this your perspective? It's so high. Although I usually wear the Pope's boots to increase my height, it's still a bit strange to observe the world directly from this perspective. Do you want to take a few steps so that I can see if I will feel dizzy?"

Jing Yan: "That's enough, you forgot we have something official to do!"

"Oh, what's so fierce about it?"

Ji Qixue snorted in grievance: "I know you have important things to do, but you also have to maintain a happy mood, otherwise I don't think you can persist."

"what do you mean?"

Jing Yan frowned and asked in confusion.

"Ahem, let's talk about this question later. Let's complete the first step of the task first!"

Ji Qixue clapped her hands and evasively changed the subject: "First, we need to find out the current time and place, and then find out where Wen Youqing is."

“It’s a bad feeling.”

Jing Yan took a deep breath and looked towards the direction where the shouting came from in the distance. He saw a peddler pushing a cart full of cakes walking towards him and waving at him cordially.

"Master Jing, would you like some cakes, fresh from the oven?"

The vendor came to Jingyan and took out a steaming hot steamed cake, which filled the air with a fragrant aroma.

Is this an acquaintance?

A hint of doubt flashed across Jing Yan's eyes, but he calmed down, followed the vendor's instructions, and asked for two taels of steamed cake.

While the vendor was cutting the steamed cake, Jingyan asked casually:

"What year is it now?"

The vendor did not show any unusual behavior. While cutting the steamed cake, he said to Jing Yan, "Master Jing is really a noble man who forgets things easily. Now is the twelfth year of Shengyuan, which is a good year."

"The twelfth year of Shengyuan."

Jing Yan muttered to himself while taking a look at his surroundings.

There was a hint of coolness in the wind, and the tips of the leaves were slightly yellowing, indicating that it was already early autumn.

"In the autumn of the twelfth year of Shengyuan, it was when you first met Wen Youqing." Ji Qixue's voice came from his mind: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with the timing of your arrival."

Jing Yan nodded and returned to the room with two taels of steamed cake.

When you push open the door, you see a clean and tidy classroom. There are several couches neatly arranged in the small room. The room is filled with the fragrance of books and a light scent of bamboo.

Jing Yan took out a piece of steamed cake and put it into his mouth.

He has no cultivation now and is just a mortal. It is normal for him to feel hungry.

While chewing, Jing Yan asked Ji Qixue:

“What should we do now?”

"Let me count the days. It seems to be today. You can go out later... No, why is your face blue... Why is it purple again?! Do you want some water?"

"Cough cough."

Jing Yan pounded his chest as hard as he could and spat out the steamed cake in his mouth. He had just choked accidentally.

However, the noise of hammering his chest accidentally knocked over the rattan chair at the door. The chair rolled over and hit the beam. The beam happened to have some gaps in it, and it broke at this moment. The heavy beam hit Jingyan's head.

Although Jingyan had no cultivation, his reaction ability was still there. He tilted his head and narrowly avoided the falling beam.

For a moment, the room was in chaos.

The sutra says: "......"

Ji Qixue: "......."

Jing Yan rubbed his forehead and sighed deeply.

"So, what did you mean by telling me to keep a good mood or I won't be able to hold on?"

Ji Qixue: “….”

Her somewhat evasive voice came slowly:

"Oh, didn't I tell you that there are so many important things that you always forget one or two?"