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Chapter 147 Three Questions
Ji Qiang didn't understand hexagrams, so naturally he couldn't understand Jiang Jian's "the clouds cleared and the fog cleared", but the smile that hadn't faded for a long time infected her and made her feel relaxed physically and mentally.

cracked!
The age-old problem that made her sleepless and restless for so many days and nights was solved in this way!
Jiang Jian also told her that in the past six months, he has been retreating frequently to capture this cloud-shrouded hexagram, which has consumed him a lot of energy.

Ji Qiang couldn't laugh or cry, but at the same time lamented that maybe everything had its own destiny.

Without her rebirth, the national teacher would not have encountered this thousand-year-old problem.

Without her trespassing today, the problem lingering in the heart of the national teacher would not be solved.

However, the doubts in Ji Qiang's heart did not disappear completely.

"Is it too arbitrary for the national teacher to burn the scroll like this?"

What if this scroll is still useful in the future?Such a small thing does not take up much space, but the national teacher laughed and turned it into ashes, is it too ecstatic?
"The spell has been broken, what's the use of keeping it? Your Majesty asked this question because he didn't believe in his ministers."

How could Ji Qiang distrust the national teacher?In this world, the only person she can trust without hesitation is the national teacher.

It's just that she still has questions in her mind to be resolved.

"Does the national teacher know the origin of the ice and snow lotus?" This was the first question in her mind.

"This is a mystery, even Shengzu and Zhuang Yu don't know about it." Jiang Jian paused and asked, "Is this important?"

Naturally, it doesn't matter. For a long-dead person, asking about the origin is just to satisfy the curiosity in his heart.

"Does the national teacher know why I came back from the dead? And wandered the world for three years as a wandering soul?"

This is the second question in her mind.

Although the spell has been broken, she still feels strange and uneasy.

This question stumped Jiang Jian again. After slightly shaking his head, he sighed: "The avenue is endless, and the secrets of the heavens cannot be peeped. I ask myself that I am not practicing enough, so I can't answer the questions in your majesty's mind. However, I will practice hard and realize the Tao as soon as possible. For His Majesty's doubts..."

"No." Ji Qiang interrupted without hesitation, "I take the question back." She said softly.

She would rather never know the answer than to have the national teacher practice those harmful exercises again.

"Why?" Jiang asked appreciatively.

Just at this moment, a faint sound of water came to Ji Qiang's ears. In fact, this faint sound of water has always existed, but Ji Qiang focused all his attention on the two curses just now. In terms of prediction and prediction, I didn't pay attention to anything else.

She focused her ears and was sure that the sound of water was unmistakable, so she naturally approached the source of the sound of water.

Jiang Jian behind him wanted to reach out to stop him, but turned back halfway.

He explained to Ji Qiang that there is a hot spring in this secret room, which is used by the masters of the past dynasties after practicing.

After about dozens of steps, after bypassing a long and narrow secret passage, Ji Qiang saw this so-called hot spring for the ancient masters to practice kung fu.The hot spring here is probably smaller than the Yuhuachi in the palace. The water is steaming white. There are several square marbles on the bank of the spring, and one of them still has water stains on it...

Ji Qiang was sure that Jiang Jian would go to the main hall and take a bath here to heal his wounds, so the two red marks disappeared mysteriously.

Jiang Jian thought that an ordinary ground spring was nothing to look at, and wanted to ask Ji Qiang to leave with him. At this time, Ji Qiang asked in a low voice, "Will the skills practiced by the national teacher threaten his life?"

"Of course not, Your Majesty is too worried." Jiang Jian replied firmly.

Ji Qiang said nothing, suddenly pointed to a dark place and said to him: "So, what is this?"

The place where the light couldn't reach was covered with blood, probably because he hadn't had time to clean it up in a hurry.

That's why he resisted coming here himself.

Jiang Jian was silent for a while, and then said after a long time: "Since ancient times, there is no monk who does not suffer from the pain of flesh and blood."

Ji Qiang turned his back to Jiang Jian and didn't speak.

In the past, she always thought that the magic power of the national teacher was boundless, and a simple move was a spectacle that would amaze ordinary people. She never thought that practicing these spells would require so much hardship.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?"

She didn't speak for a long time, her back was turned to him and she didn't move. Jiang Jian couldn't see her expression, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

After a while, Ji Qiang turned around and asked earnestly, "Do you have a heart for the Dao and want to ascend as soon as possible?"

This third question was what she wanted to ask the most.

"Ha! Your Majesty!" Jiang Jian let out a short laugh, "If a person who cultivates the Tao doesn't want the Tao, why should he cultivate the Tao?"

The color of anticipation in the girl's eyes gradually extinguished, and also, her question was ridiculous.

After Jiang Jian finished speaking, he couldn't help but took a step forward, and changed the topic, "However, I am the national teacher of Daliang, and the way of comprehension that I am fascinated by has always been the prosperity of the world and the peace of the people."

The extinguished colors seemed to recover bit by bit. Jiang Jian read the changes clearly, and the conversation suddenly changed, "But, if in the future, I really have such good luck..."

"What should you do?" Ji Qiang asked anxiously.

"What do you think your majesty should be?" He asked back.

Ji Qiang: "..."

"If there is a day, the national teacher should follow his own will."

She can't stop the national teacher from ascending, can she?Let alone whether she has the opportunity, even if she does, she can't do such inhumane acts.

The girl in front of her lowered her eyes and expressed her insincerity with ambiguous words.

Jiang Jian smiled and said, "We will discuss the future. Your Majesty, please!"

The two left, and Jiang Jian led Ji Qiang to the center of the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams indiscriminately, and asked her to close her eyes.

On the way back, in the darkness, Jiang Jian suddenly made a promise to her, "I won't touch those penances that hurt my body again."

Ji Qiang: "..."

The joy was indescribable, she laughed lowly, and unconsciously grasped the warm palm.

"The national teacher should keep his promise."

It was not only these words that made Jiang Jian's soul tremble, but also the soft, boneless and slightly cold hand that grasped him tightly.

He tightened his hands suddenly, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, stand still!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Ji Qiang felt the light suddenly brighten in front of his eyes, knowing that the two of them had returned to the main hall, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes, which had been in the dark for a long time, suddenly encountered strong light and were very uncomfortable. Ji Qiang blinked several times before slowly adapting to the bright light in the main hall.

The place where they drank tea just now was still the same, the kettle on the stove was steaming slightly, and the tea in the cup on the table was already cold, everything in front of them made people suddenly feel like they were traveling in a fantasy dreamland.

Knowing that Ji Qiang only came with Shang Liujia and Huang Shang on horseback, Jiang Jian wanted to order the boy to pass on to the immortals, but Ji Qiang refused repeatedly.

She is an ordinary king, how dare she ride on the fairy drive.

Jiang Jian had no choice but to give up, and personally sent Ji Qiang outside the gate of the mansion. It was not until the girl straddled the horse and walked away that he regained his focus, tightened his fist unconsciously, and looked sideways at the two boys, Yunhe and Que Ling.

It's just from the corner of the eye of the national teacher that the two boys are frightened.

(End of this chapter)