The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 24 The Apprentice Is Being Bullied, The Master Can't Stand By

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Spiritual consciousness is invisible, but when it is struck brazenly, a straight white waterline is sunken on the surface of the lake visible to the naked eye.

The blasted water drops were like bullets, and shot to the shore, causing the weeping willows and plants to tremble.

However, there was no one to be seen, and the seemingly invisible sense of spying disappeared without a trace.

Xu Xiurong didn't dare to be careless, and sank into the lake with only one head exposed on the surface of the water, looking around vigilantly, his consciousness spread and fired, and after confirming that no one was there, he showed suspicion:
"Could it be that the perception is wrong?"

Shielded by formations, there are only a handful of people who can sneak in silently in this Qintian prison, and those few people can't be so boring.

So the answer is, being suspicious under nervousness... Xu Xiurong heaved a sigh of relief, but the peeping just now dared to linger but couldn't get rid of it.

"Master, what happened?" Suddenly, a voice came from outside the clouds and mist.

Xu Xiurong thought for a while, then pulled out and broke out of the water.

Her jet-black hair was wet, sticking to her fair cheeks, she was so glamorous, with a gesture of her hand, the robe on the shore was caught, and she turned around in the air on the lake, and then she returned to normal.

At the same time, he untied the formation, looked at the female disciple who rushed over, and said indifferently: "It's nothing."

"Really?" A girl wearing a lotus leaf-colored round-neck smock with a clean and beautiful face, braided hair behind her head, and bangs hanging down her forehead was suspicious.

Xu Xiurong glanced at her: "Otherwise?"

Mu Yaoyao rolled her black and white eyeballs, and said with a smile, "I must have misheard."

Xu Xiurong nodded her sharp jaw and said "En", quite satisfied with the answer:
"Divination for the teacher, tonight is not suitable for practice, go back with me."

Mu Yaoyao said "Oh", and complained in her heart: When you went out, you said that tonight is suitable for cultivation.

The beauties, big and small, were returning to the wooden courtyard. On the way, Xu Xiurong asked as if thinking of something: "By the way, today's monthly exam is released, how is the recruitment of new disciples going?"

It stands to reason that she shouldn't have paid attention so late, but it was too late because she had been recuperating during this period of time.

Mu Yaoyao first beamed with joy:
"This monthly exam is really interesting. It is rumored that Ji Ping'an is at the top of the list. After handing in half of the blank papers, he solved the big questions. Li Jianhou was shocked."

Xu Xiurong was a little surprised. She had also paid attention to the name Ji Pingan at the beginning, but the follow-up gradually faded away. She never expected to become a blockbuster again.

It's just that he hasn't stepped into the Qi Cultivation Realm for a whole month, so his talent is really not that good.

But when the girl talked about Huang He, Xu Xiurong's eyes flashed, and he said, "The balance of the five elements? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Didn't you say that you won't be disturbed by retreating to recuperate your wounds?" The girl was extremely wronged.

"..." Xu Xiurong was at a loss for words, raised his hand to rest his forehead, and asked, "So, that Huang He hasn't made a choice yet?"

The girl sighed: "Don't even think about it, I've inquired about it, the benefits promised by the other academies are huge, and you can get Peiyuan Pill if you get started, we can't compete with others in the current situation. And..."

"and?"

"Today's admissions were not very smooth, and some good rankings were taken away by other schools."

Xu Xiurong pursed his lips, his eyes were a little sad, and he comforted his disciples: "Grade results don't mean anything, and it might not be a bad thing to recruit some late Si Chens."

Among the five courtyards of Qintianjian, Muyuan was originally ranked at the bottom, especially after being hit hard some time ago, and now its vitality has been seriously injured, so it is natural that it cannot compete.

……

……

At noon the next day, Qinglian Xiaozhu.

When Huang He hurriedly carried the food box and pushed open the courtyard door, he saw Ji Pingan sitting by the pond feeding the fish.

The mackerel food jar in his hand was heavy, and the koi in the pond were swimming anxiously, but Ji Pingan was distracted.
To be precise, since the son returned early last night, he has been staring at the pond in a daze... It is very different from the past.

Huang He was puzzled, but he was quite sensible and didn't ask. He greeted and placed the food on the stone table.

"How's the harvest?" Ji Pingan washed his hands in the pond, rolled up his sleeves, and Shi Shiran sat at the table.

Huang He said excitedly:
"According to your instructions, today I deliberately inquired about the reality of each branch, and I really got a lot of information.

"The strongest overall strength is the Golden Academy under Li Jianhou. It is said that Xue Hongjian intends to join, and then the Water and Fire Academy are equally powerful. Shi Jilun has formed a small group and is negotiating with the two Academy on behalf of a group of Si Chen, striving for more many benefits...

"The Tuyuan has nothing to do with the world, but the harvest is not bad. The weakest one is the Muyuan... Besides, I heard a piece of news, but I don't know if it's true or not."

"What news?" Ji Pingan pinched the chopsticks, picked up the green pepper fried meat and put it in his mouth.

Huang He said: "Several branches are poaching corners in private, planning to pry away Si Chen who intends to join the wooden courtyard."

Ji Pingan swallowed the food and asked curiously, "Why?"

Huang He said:

"Fighting within the Fifth Academy, there have been many intrigues with each other in the past few years. Originally, the Muyuan was in a good situation, but a few years ago, Xu Jianhou went out once and fought against a strong enemy, and suffered serious injuries. Retreat and recuperate.

"The rest of the courtyards took the opportunity to make a move, and I don't know what price they paid, causing the senior disciples of the Muyuan to entangle a group of people to defect collectively... Coupled with other blows, the Muyuan suddenly fell to the bottom.

"More than that, I heard that someone wants to push Xu Jianhou to step down and replace him with a new Jianhou to take charge of the Muyuan. Isn't this a godsend opportunity? According to the rules of the school, each branch also has an 'assessment', which was determined by the Master of the State Normal University. The next set of rules... One of them is the 'enrollment' score...
"If the Muyuan can't recruit people this time, plus Xu Jianhou's injury...maybe it will really change."

As a doctor of Lou Ke, Huang He had heard about the factional struggles in Qin Tianjian, combined with the information he got, he immediately analyzed it logically.

But he didn't notice that Ji Pingan, who was eating at the side, had a slightly ugly expression on his face.

No wonder... that girl Xiurong's breath was disordered and mixed, which was caused by her unhealed injury.

As for the power struggle, Grand Master Zhou has experienced too much in his life, and he has long looked down upon it. It's just that his disciples fought with each other to this extent after only ten years of death.

after all……

"It's kind of ugly." Ji Pingan sighed, thinking: The apprentice has been bullied, so a master has to do something.

He put down the bowls and chopsticks, got up and went back to the house, changed into an ordinary gown, took off the umbrella from the wall, and walked outside.

"Sir, are you going out?"

"Well, I have nothing to do, let's go to Shendu." Ji Pingan said casually.

Huang He froze for a moment, devoured a few mouthfuls of food, got up and said, "Then I'll be with you, hey, what are you doing with the umbrella?"

"You stay to watch the house, you don't have to follow." Ji Ping'an said casually, "It will rain later."

rain?Young master is getting more and more good at joking... Huang He raised his head, looked at the blue sky and the clear sun above his head, and complained in his heart.

He sat down again, and after lunch, he was about to clean up the bowls and chopsticks when he suddenly felt that the light dimmed. When he raised his head, he saw that the top of his head was cloudy, the cold wind was blowing on his face, and the black bamboo was rustling.

Then the raindrops pattered down.

……

In the city of God.

A young man in a white robe walked quietly in the rain, admiring the city intently.

As the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, this city not only has a history of blood and fire, but also is mixed with the atmosphere of fireworks in the bustling market.

Especially when it rains, the antique buildings, the girls with various oil-paper umbrellas on the street, and the endless row of willow trees on the embankment...all reveal a poetic and picturesque feeling.

"I want to wet my clothes with the rain of apricot flowers, and the willow wind blows my face without being cold."

Ji Ping'an's heart welled up with long-lasting sentences, thinking that he had lived for a thousand years, but he still couldn't write good poems.

After expressing a boring sigh, he withdrew his gaze and touched the features on his face that had been transformed with a human skin mask.

Stepping up the slippery big stone bridge in the rain, crossing the rushing muddy river under the bridge, arriving at Chang'an Avenue on the other side, relying on the memory in my mind, I walked towards a certain place.

When the footsteps step on the ground, the spiritual essence in the air sea is stirred up, and the star-suppressing spell is used habitually.

The world began to fade, and there was no sound. Circles of earth-yellow ripples invisible to others, centered on the place where his boots stepped on the ground, spread in all directions in a ring shape.

Immediately, the details of the surroundings come to mind.

In the medical clinic next to the street, an apprentice held a cattail fan and looked after the small red clay stove boredly.

When the scholar with his long gown rolled up and a book under his arm trotted, the oil-paper umbrella swirled slightly and raindrops splashed.

During the driving, the carriage ran over the potholes, and the curtains of the carriage were lifted, revealing the face of a woman in an instant.

Feeling all this, Ji Pingan felt a Dao rhyme around him that was difficult for ordinary people to perceive.

Finally, he stopped outside a pawn shop facing the street with a good location, raised his head, and examined the plaque of "Jinshiju" with confirmation.

Stepping in, a clerk dozing off on his stomach behind the counter woke up: "Is the customer a redemption?"

Ji Pingan said: "I want to see your boss."

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