The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 34 Give You a Word of Advice (Read More)
Peng Sili raised his hands and pushed open the double wooden doors.

In the room, the floor was covered with a layer of ice crystals, emitting a slight chill.

Tall and thin, with a feminine temperament, Bai Chuan, who has thin lips and lacks blood, stood in front of the case with his hands behind his back, and glanced at him: "How is the situation?"

The ordinary-looking Peng Sili lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye: "Xu Jianhou has brought people back to the wooden courtyard, and there are many discussions in the prison."

He briefly introduced the follow-up situation, and finally said: "According to the investigation, Muyuan had no contact with that Ji Ping'an before."

"Can't find it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist," Bai Chuan said indifferently, "I don't believe in coincidences."

People who are good at scheming tend to like conspiracy theories, Bai Chuan thought over and over again, and always felt that he was being tricked by Xu Xiurong.

Peng Sili tentatively said: "It is said that Ji Ping'an once said that the reason why he joined the Muyuan was that his talent was suitable, and the second was... Xu Jianhou was good-looking."

In the end, his tone was a little awkward, and he felt that it was too absurd.

In fact, almost no one took it seriously, they all thought it was Ji Pingan's excuse for speculation.

nice?Bai Chuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but conspiratorially speculate: Could it be that he was defeated by a beauty trap?

He shivered, shook his head violently, dismissed this ridiculous idea, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:
"The matter has come to this point, whether it is a trick or a coincidence, it doesn't matter."

Peng Sili echoed:

"What the Marquis Jian said is very true. This time Muyuan escaped by chance, but it is just lingering. The advantage lies with me, but after this incident, we can no longer take it lightly."

"Oh?" Bai Chuan said with great interest, "What do you think?"

Peng Sili leaned forward, murmured for a moment, Bai Chuan raised his eyebrows, and muttered: "Just do as you say."

……

inside the room.

"What did you say?"

Xu Xiurong was almost unable to maintain the dignity of the teacher, his eyes were round and his expression was exaggerated.

Ji Pingan sighed, thinking how after all these years, the stupid apprentice is still as restless as before.

He explained: "Actually, I have cultivated Qi a few days ago. As for cultivation, well, the national teacher left me some suitable pills."

He explained it in layman's terms.

... Therefore, it is indeed possible to conceal the time of enlightenment, with the innate talent of wood phase, combined with enough top-grade pills... It is not without precedent in the practice world.

As a Taoist, there is a saying that "swallow a golden elixir into the stomach, and my life is up to me", which can be seen.

But Xu Xiurong still felt that it wasn't true, the key... Such a precious pill was wasted in the Qi-nourishing environment, and the poor actress felt inexplicably sad.

She let out a deep breath, and then said solemnly:

"The elixir is only an aid, so don't rely too much on it. The Qi-nourishing state is good. When it reaches a higher level in the future, the effect of the elixir on cultivation will be greatly reduced. And taking it for a long time will be harmful and useless."

Ji Pingan said that he would accept it humbly and would never abuse it, and asked the actress officer to keep the secret for him temporarily.

Xu Xiurong readily agreed, saying:
"I will hide this matter for you, don't worry about the discussion in the prison, we are practitioners after all, and the key to resist all wind and rain is to improve our cultivation base. Since you are admitted to the hospital, you will practice in meditation in the future, and go out later with the rest of the same sect Familiarize yourself, class will start tomorrow."

Ji Pingan got up and cupped his hands: "Yes."

……

There is a river in Qintianjian, and many buildings are scattered along the river, and the wooden courtyard is the largest one among them.

Each of the five branches has its own characteristics, and the wooden courtyard has the most shade of trees and trees. If you accidentally walk in, you will feel like you are in an imperial garden.

And in the center of the "garden" is a courtyard called "Four Seasons Pavilion", where the ministers study. In the courtyard, a giant willow hangs like a cover.

The next day.

When Ji Pingan and Huang He, who had put on new clothes, arrived, they saw that the other eight "same disciples" had already arrived.

Mu Yaoyao and others cast their eyes one after another. Although they had met yesterday, they were still full of curiosity about Ji Pingan, a legendary student.

"Everyone is here, sit down." The middle-aged Si Li said with a smile.

There are few disciples in the Muyuan, so they don't bother to separate the classes. Everyone sits together, and Si Li answers questions and focuses on teaching.

But today there are newcomers, and they will talk about some basic knowledge of practice as usual.

The middle-aged Si Li said with a smile: "The name here is 'Four Seasons Pavilion', which was taken by the national teacher in the past. Do you know the meaning?"

The old students have all heard this paragraph, but no one answered it because they knew it was not for them.

Huang He shook his head: "What does it mean?"

The middle-aged Si Li said: "It means that the four seasons rotate, and spring is the first, and our Muyuan holds the 'Sui Xing', and all things grow, which is also the beginning of the five elements."

Sitting under the tree, Ji Pingan sighed in his heart, thinking: Why do people in the future love to make up their minds, why did I think about this.

In fact, the original "Chunfeng Pavilion" collided with the name of Shendu Brothel, and I created four or five similar ones, and they all collided... I had no choice but to change it to Four Seasons.

All the disciples straightened their waists and showed pride.

The middle-aged Si Li said:
"When you enter the hospital, you will be in the state of nourishing qi. This state is the foundation of practice, and there is no detailed division. You only need to practice hard day and night to absorb the spiritual essence. When the spiritual essence fills the sea of ​​​​qi, it is the peak of the state of nourishing qi. Then, step into the Only by breaking through the nine realms can we distinguish them in detail, and we can also learn stronger spells."

Huang He said curiously: "I heard that Po Jiu has nine small realms."

Si Li nodded: "Po Nine is the name of the Great Realm. The first entry is Po One, then Po Two, Po Three... After Break Eight, it is 'Po Nine', but because it is the same as the name of the Great Realm, to avoid confusion, it is often Call it 'fulfillment'.

"To put it simply, if you hear people talking about breaking the Nine Realms in the future, it refers to the general big realm, and if you mention 'consummation', it refers to breaking the Nine Peaks."

Why is it so troublesome... Huang He complained, but still pricked up his ears: "Then how are the different small realms divided?"

"Good question," Si Li said with a smile:
"The division is extremely simple. After entering the Ninth Realm, you still need to continuously absorb the spiritual essence of heaven and earth to fill the air sea, but the difficulty will increase step by step. Every time it is filled to the limit, it will be compressed into a starlight. Break one by one, break two or two A grain... Consummation is nine grains of starlight."

After a pause, he shook his head and said:

"However, these are too far away from you. Today I will teach you a technique that can be mastered in the cultivation of Qi, picking leaves and flying flowers. That is, manipulating flowers and leaves from the air to hurt people invisible..."

Huang He was very excited, and immediately took out his pen and ink to record the contents of the lecture.

This technique is not complicated, but it is difficult to master the fineness of manipulation.

After class.

Huang He tried to raise his hand to control the fallen leaves outside the window with Lingsu, but he couldn't get it right.

The brothers and sisters next to me came to point out the mistakes enthusiastically and teach the tricks.

With a beautiful and fair face, Mu Yaoyao, with bangs hanging down, walked to Ji Ping'an's side, and said with a smile, "Junior brother, don't you want to try?"

Throughout the class, she kept peeking and noticed that Ji Pingan had been looking out the window in a daze.

Ji Pingan came back to his senses suddenly, his eyes were a little weird, he smiled and shook his head: "No need."

Mu Yaoyao blinked, put up her airs as a senior sister, and chattered endlessly:

"Spells can only be mastered with practice. Understanding and being able to perform them are two different things...Come, let me teach you, raise the palm of your right hand outward..."

Ji Pingan had no choice but to imitate the posture of a girl, raised his right hand, and gently pushed it out of the window.

"Woooo."

Suddenly there was a wind blowing in the courtyard, and pieces of flying flowers and grass leaves swept wildly, and fell slowly in an instant, paving the pattern of yin and yang and Tai Chi on the blue brick floor of the courtyard.

Mu Yaoyao froze on the spot with a dazed face. Inside the Four Seasons Pavilion, a group of boys and girls looked at each other.

Is this the horror of innate wood appearance?

All eyes converged, only to see that Ji Ping'an had already rolled up his book, walked out of the small courtyard, and walked towards Qinglian Xiaozhu.

……

Qinglian Xiaozhu.

When Ji Ping'an arrived, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw a group of people gathered outside the closed courtyard door.

"Are you Ji Pingan?" The crowd parted, and a young man in the robe of Shuiyuan Sichen walked straight over, with sharp and complex brown eyes.

Ji Pingan looked at this face for a few seconds and said, "What's the matter?"

The young man said in a deep voice, "Let me give you a piece of advice."

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ps: It’s not good to save the manuscript. I’m in a hurry to write something, and I don’t have time to think carefully.

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