The national teacher does not practice

"Something is not going well..." The stars gathered together, and Qin Tianjian, who had always shown a calm and gentle appearance, now looked panicked. He was originally left waiting in the house, but at this moment, he went straight to the palace:

"My body senses a huge crisis, but the source of the crisis is still unclear..."

As a "clone", he had some contact with the "original body" far away in Lanzhou, but after all, he couldn't be so clear.

After seeing Ji Pingan's eyes were also red and the veins on his forehead were bulging, Jian Zheng closed his mouth and realized:

The national master, who was also a star officer, also sensed it immediately.

At this moment, all eyes focused on the Imperial Master.

Ji Ping'an, on the other hand, closed his eyes tightly, and the breath around his body was surging, allowing countless chaotic and complicated "pictures" to converge into a torrent of information, like sea water bursting from a dam, crazily pouring into his sea of ​​​​consciousness.

If he were an ordinary monk, he would have been overwhelmed by this huge information and would have gone crazy.

But Ji Ping'an's sea of ​​consciousness is vast and deep, and remains unmoved no matter how much it washes away.

Those pictures are all tragic scenes:

The sky collapsed, the land sank, the seawater burst its banks, and storms raged.

Thousands of "stars" fell, countless cities were reduced to ruins, and hundreds of millions of creatures lost their lives in the devastating natural disaster.

One of the pictures, looking down from a high altitude, clearly shows that under the cracked sky, there is a scene of a solar storm swallowing up everything.

There are some scattered pictures in between, like the night sky, a magical picture like Van Gogh's "Starry Night" emerges...

Another example is that the monks died like a swarm of ants in the sky and fell towards the earth.

"call!"

Finally, Ji Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes and recovered from the state of divination and deduction. He gasped for breath and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

"National Master..." The God-Emperor's expression was not very good, and there was a hint of speculation.

Ji Pingan's next answer confirmed their thoughts:

"I sense the coming catastrophe. Soon, the dome formation will be shattered. At that time, the land of Kyushu will sink and all life will be in ruins."

He briefly described what he saw, and it was undoubtedly like a bomb, making everyone's heads explode.

"Why...shouldn't we wait until all the reborn people recover..." Xu Xiurong murmured, his face turning pale.

Everyone originally felt that although the situation was dangerous, there was still time.

Can be operated.

But since the star official has given warning, it means that the catastrophe is very close.

"No, this is just our wishful thinking," Xin Yaoguang said as if he understood something, "If we need to compete to find the strongest one, we should really wait until all the reborn people recover.

But if one goes by the National Master’s guess, that’s no longer necessary. The Buddha, the Demon Ancestor, and the Great Demon have all chosen their targets. As for the Taoist Master, in the end, it’s just a matter of choosing among us, so why continue to wait? "

She looked around at everyone:

"The Great Demon suddenly left the Ancestral Temple a few days ago, probably because the dome was about to come, so he went to prepare in advance. The situation is worse than we expected. We... don't have time!"

quiet!

At this moment, facing this series of situations, even though everyone present was a determined person, they all felt despair and powerlessness!

It's not that their Taoist hearts are not firm enough, it's actually that facing the plan of the four mortal immortals for tens of thousands of years... anyone will despair.

Everything seems to be irreversible. They are like a group of ridiculous praying mantises, discussing how to intercept the oncoming carriage.

despair!

depressed!

Frustrated!

Grief!

"We haven't lost yet!" At this moment, Ji Pingan spoke and said firmly:

"Are you giving up now? You have all faced countless hardships and desperate situations step by step from mortals to today. Do you think you have given up now without even seeing the face of the enemy?"

His voice became louder and louder, and his eyes scanned the crowd sharply:

"Yes, I did deduce the catastrophe, but it is not inevitable! This is just a possibility in the future! Nothing more! In the past, I have deduced to desperate situations countless times, but in the end I survived! Comeback and win! I If you don’t believe it, it won’t work this time!”

There are many kinds of futures foreseen by Xingguan, and they are changing all the time. They are not destined.

The catastrophe in front of us at this moment is only based on the current situation and the enlightenment obtained, rather than the established future.

If something major happens now, the future in the deduction will also change accordingly.

This is Xingguan's logic, and it is also Ji Ping'an's consistent logic.

And with a burst of scolding from him, everyone finally broke out of their depression.

The God Emperor let out a "poof", held the bronze sword in both hands, and cursed:

"The Imperial Master is right, there is no reason to surrender before the battle is fought!? So what about the Red Dust Immortal? Wasn't that the founder of the demonic path still killed? Chopped into pieces? He could be killed back then, why are we today? Can’t you kill me?”

Li Guofeng and Xu Xiurong also said, "Have you forgotten that you promised before that you would be willing to save the world?"

Xin Yaoguang raised his head and his eyes became firm: "There is no way to retreat, we can only fight! Why should monks like us be afraid of a battle?"

With the leader in charge, although the atmosphere was still inevitably depressing and tense, everyone finally ignited their fighting spirit.

Ji Ping'an, on the other hand, struck while the iron was hot and spoke quickly:

"In this case, there is not much time left for us. Next, we must seize the last window of time and prepare for war as much as possible."

With a snap, everyone looked at the former strongest man, waiting for orders.

They are not in the character to be willing to listen to others, but they are smart people.

Smart people know very well that at this time, we must unify opinions and let one person make the decision instead of internal friction.

And the only person with this prestige is the Great Zhou Imperial Master.

"Xin Yaoguang," Ji Ping'an looked at the female headmaster with a serious expression, "Taoist disciples have the largest number, the most powerful attack, and the state religion. They should be the central force. The Taoist sect must immediately set out with all its strength. As the governor, use thunderous means to suppress all internal forces. Be restless and control the situation on the main battlefield in Lanzhou to pin down the enemy's main force on the battlefield!"

The female headmaster narrowed her eyes and flicked the fly whisk in her hand: "Three thousand disciples of the Taoist sect, obey the order."

"God Emperor," Ji Pingan said:

"Now the capital of the gods is in shock. You have been calm for so long. It's time for you to move. Within one day, you must take control of the imperial court and send an order to the military offices throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty. At all costs, use the fastest speed to calm down war and be prepared for disaster.”

The God-Emperor smiled and scolded: "When I am reborn, I will listen to your command. Don't worry, it won't take a day. Within half a day, if I can't stabilize the situation, the word "God-Emperor" will be written upside down!

With that said, he picked up Yuan Qing's collar and walked out of the palace.

"Dean Chen," Ji Ping'an looked at the scholar, "Your troops are located in Leizhou, will it be difficult to target the main force of the Demon Kingdom?"

The old dean wearing a Confucian crown and Confucian robe seemed to be irritated, and walked away with a flick of his sleeves:

"National Master, you used to criticize the scholars of our generation who only know how to criticize and do not understand the practice. Today I will teach you that I, the scholars of Yunhuai Academy, can write with pens and kill enemies with swords! If there are half As long as the demon army crosses Leizhou, I will be extinct from the world without you saying anything."

Ji Ping'an then clarified Luan Yu and the master of Mo Pavilion one by one, assigned tasks, and both of them also responded.

And all his arrangements have only one core purpose.

That is to use the fastest speed to extricate the Great Zhou Dynasty's combat power from the quagmire of the war in Lanzhou and be prepared to deal with the disaster - No matter when the war begins, it is necessary to remove the strong men from the Demon Kingdom and the Southern Tang Buddhism. Hold them all to prevent them from becoming a bargaining chip that affects the balance.

Or in the worst case scenario, once you fail, you need to gather your strength together to do your best to retain your strength and avoid the loss of life.

"Jianzheng," Ji Pingan finally looked at his three disciples and said:

"You have only one mission, which is not to fight, but to order all the star officials to conduct deductions, use astrology to keep an eye on the movements of all the powerful people in Buddhism and the Demon Kingdom, and inform the court and the four sects at all times. I need every possible influence. There is at least one enemy in the balance of war. Our strong men are targeting him!

Keep an eye on him! No matter what the opponent's purpose is, we must delay it. Remember, our purpose is not to defeat these two countries, but to contain them. Even if we win the mortal war, once we lose the battle for the dome, everything will be meaningless. Vice versa. , no matter how big the loss is, it is still worth it. "

Qin Tianjianzheng, Li Guofeng, and Xu Xiurong looked solemn and clasped their fists at the same time:

"Qintian Supervisor Star Officer, obey your orders!"

In the blink of an eye, a powerful man took the order and left. This huge Ancestral Temple seemed to have become a military tent.

However, this war was the most difficult one in Ji Pingan's life.

As a commander, he left the most difficult task to himself:

That is, in the last moment, think of a way to win, or improve your strength enough to fight one against three.

"Actually, you don't have to resist yourself." Xin Yaoguang was the last one to leave. The female head teacher waited until the surrounding area was clear before looking at him and said:

"You are not the only one in Dazhou. You are not the only one who has the world in mind. At the last moment, we will kill Ling Xiao with you."

Ji Ping'an forced a smile and said: "I once heard a saying that with greater ability comes greater responsibility...

In my hometown, this sentence has been abused by many people, and sometimes it seems to have become a bad word, but I still think it is right. "

Xin Yaoguang took a deep look at him and suddenly said: "You are still the elder I once respected."

It seemed that it was only at this moment that she truly accepted the return of the Imperial Master.

"Don't say that, I'm much younger than you now," Ji Ping'an joked, then suddenly remembered something and said:

"By the way, can you lend me the Tao Jing for a while? It's not convenient to say just now, but I do suspect that Tao Zun may have left some arrangements. I'm thinking that maybe I can find some from the "Tao Jing" clue."

Xin Yaoguang smiled helplessly, a little charming:

"Master National Master still can't trust me. Do you think that as the head master, I am most likely to be quietly influenced by Taoist Master?"

Ji Ping'an's expression was sincere: "I am dedicated to serving the public."

Xin Yaoguang smiled, waved his sleeves, threw the entire "Tao Jing" to him, turned around and disappeared into the horizon:

"If the Imperial Master wants to see it, just take it."

……

……

A "coup" in the imperial city ended very quickly, and what was even more unexpected was the fact that the people of Shendu were even more surprised.

In the next half day, Emperor Yuan Qing publicly summoned his ministers and held a court meeting, announcing the return of the first generation of the God-Emperor and officially handing over the throne to his ancestors.

The ministers were shocked, and some of them expressed resistance. The God-Emperor's handling method was extremely simple.

It is said that he picked up a bronze sword in the main hall and walked slowly among the officials. When he stopped, the sword was stained with blood, and the officials in the main hall trembled.

This is obviously far from the best solution and can even be called an act of tyranny.

But the God-Emperor did not have time to slowly complete the change of power. In troubled times, heavy laws were used. Although forceful suppression had endless hidden dangers, it was the most effective way to stabilize the situation in a short period of time.

At the same time, the imperial court and the five major sects simultaneously issued orders one after another. According to the strategy designated by Ji Ping'an, the entire Great Zhou Dynasty was like a huge machine, rumbling into action.

Those shackles originally caused by conflicts of interests were forcefully suppressed by Xin Yaoguang and other leaders of various factions in the face of catastrophe.

Again, even if there is a price, I don’t care about it.

When the national master waved the baton, everything had to make way for "unity". To this end, they did not hesitate to collectively act as tyrants.

And just when the entire Divine City, and even the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, were running wildly due to the orders of the Imperial Master.

The person who issued the order did not appear anywhere in the whirlpool, but silently returned to the house in the city of God.

He ordered his servants to buy a Go board and two boxes of chess pieces.

Lying on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, I started playing chess with myself.

It’s as if the whole world has nothing to do with me anymore.

"This is today's battle report."

In the evening, when the rays of the western sky lit up the entire sky, Liuli Bodhisattva opened the door to the backyard, walked quietly to Ji Ping'an's side, and handed over the "memorial" he was holding in his hand.

Ji Ping'an didn't answer. He just sat lazily on the bamboo chair with his body tilted, holding a chess piece and staring at the chessboard on the low table next to him.

The chessboard is filled with black and white chess pieces.

But even the national Go players in Zhou Dynasty couldn't understand the game, just because the black and white moves had no rules, and it looked like the result of a child's random fiddling.

However, facing such a "nonsense" chess game, Ji Ping'an was unable to make a move. It wasn't until Liuli called for the third time that he came back to his senses and smiled:

"Put it aside. Is there anything else?"

The Liuli Bodhisattva, with bare feet like snow and green hair like waterfalls, looked lazy and relaxed on the outside, but in fact Ji Ping'an had not slept for a quarter of an hour since she returned to the divine capital. Heartache flashed in her eyes. She hesitated and said:

"Over at Lanzhou, I heard that you were still alive, so a group of people came back and wanted to see you."

After a pause, she added: "The person is already outside the door."

Ji Ping'an opened his mouth, and then Liuli turned slightly to the side and looked at the open door of the inner courtyard. Immediately, he saw figures walking over together.

The leader is Wei Huayang, who is wearing a red Taoist robe and carrying a flying sword on his back. He has a heroic appearance and eyes like swords.

Behind her is Xu Yuanyun, who is dressed in plain clothes with wide sleeves, has a delicate expression, and has thin and soft eyebrows.

After that, there were two women walking side by side.

She is wearing a long black gauze dress, has three-dimensional facial features, and her skin is as white as the winter snow. She is the former demon sect witch, Xue Ji.

The second one is Xuan Chai in purple clothes, holding a little fox in her arms, the gentle and generous Mistress of the Demon Kingdom, Mu Jiu Yao.

In addition to Liuli Bodhisattva, five women who had entanglements with him in different eras were standing in front of him at the same time in this red-clouded evening.

The wind seemed to have stopped.

Time also slows down.

The tired Ji Pingan met the gazes of the five confidants, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he wanted to say something.

But Wei Huayang spoke first. She quietly stared at the man on the bamboo chair and said calmly:

"On our way back, we had a private conversation and learned about our relationship with you. Liuli also told you your true identity."

After a pause, she looked extremely complicated and said: "So, should we call you Li Yang, Imperial Master, or Ji Ping'an?"

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This is probably the longest chapter title I've ever written

Thanks to Odie and his father for the reward today~ (End of this chapter)