The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 50: Promoted to a Senior Disciple (for further reading)
"Monster." Finally, Mu Yaoyao couldn't help but said, "I thought Li Jianhou was scheming enough, but now why do you think he is inferior to you?"

This statement was unanimously agreed by everyone, and the eyes that looked at Ji Ping'an were all wrong.

With only one conjecture, he completed a series of schemes, and used them as bait to bring down a secretary and a prisoner.

Thinking about it makes them incredible, especially the way of predicting Peng Yuan in the end is even more amazing.

"It's the first time I know that astrology can be used in reverse by others to reverse the position, so you have to be careful when you encounter enemies in the future." The female secretary Li Hao swears.

The middle-aged Si Li said quietly: "Don't worry, most people are not like him..."

After hesitating for a while, he swallowed the words "Lao Yinbi" abruptly.

Huang He and the other star officials were amazed and only felt admiration, if they were them, they would feel ashamed.

As for Xu Xiurong... He pursed his lips and stared deeply at Ji Pingan with a complicated expression.

In her opinion, some of the details in Ji Ping'an's remarks were covered up with spring and autumn techniques, but not all of them were revealed, such as the source of the information, or Huang Chen's statement at the last moment...

Neither is simple.

But after a little guessing, maybe it was achieved by borrowing some means left by the national teacher... It's not surprising.

Everyone has secrets, there is no need to get to the bottom of it.

"Du Du." Knocking on the table with his fingers, Xu Xiurong said in a deep voice, "I don't want to spread the news about today's things."

All the disciples froze, and promised to keep their mouths tight.

Although these are not secrets, the rest of the supervisors will probably notice something when they replay the game afterwards, but it is good for each other to know each other. If everyone knows what happened, it will not be a good thing for Ji Pingan.

Xu Xiurong nodded in satisfaction, with a smile on his face again, and the atmosphere in the courtyard became more relaxed and happy:

"In short, the pressure on the Muyuan will be greatly reduced in the next period of time, and you should all take care of yourself. Don't worry about the past. Hurry up and practice, and prepare for the Summer God's Awards. The top priority. In addition, this Hou has one more thing to announce."

Everyone sat up straight and listened carefully.

Xu Xiurong turned his eyes, landed on someone with a calm expression, and said:

"Since Song Yuan and others transferred to the Water Academy, the number of people in our Wood Academy has been sparse, and the position of the first disciple has been vacant for a long time. Ji Pingan has made great contributions this time, and he should be rewarded. This Marquis wants to be established as the first disciple of the Wood Academy. What do you think? ?”

big disciple!
Hearing this, Ji Ping'an had a strange expression, but the others were not surprised.

Each branch has a big disciple, and it is often the person with the highest cultivation and seniority.

Before Mu Yuan faced a crisis, he didn't have the time to think about it. Now that the crisis has been suspended, it is not surprising to mention this matter.

Although in the eyes of everyone, Ji Pingan entered the Qi Cultivation Realm not long ago, and according to his cultivation level, it was not his turn.

But there are exceptions to everything, whether it is his credit for saving the Muyuan this time, or his amazing talent, it is enough to convince people.

"I agree."

"agree."

"As it should be."

"Hey, if we don't establish him, we will feel it's unfair." Mu Yaoyao laughed, all the disciples nodded, and no one objected.

If there were any disciples who had ideas before this, but after hearing the arrangement just now, they can only sigh to themselves.

"The only pity is that the senior brother practiced too late, otherwise he might represent Mu Yuan to win the Grand Prize of the God City." A disciple regretted.

In the Divine Capital Awards, although the disciples of the various sects in the cultivation of Qi also competed, almost all of them were at the peak of Qi cultivation.

No one thought that Ji Ping'an could go from beginner to peak in just two or three months.

Xu Xiurong had a strange expression, thinking that if you knew that this kid had already met the conditions, what kind of expression would he have.

But she promised the other party to hide her cultivation for him, and she would not make it public so early.

"Speaking of which, according to past experience, the prison is about to prepare a 'special training class'." Huang He said suddenly.

The so-called "special training class" is a temporary "class" formed by selecting outstanding disciples from each academy two or three months before the opening of the Divine Capital Awards... Well, this is also a word invented by the National Teacher.

Disciples who receive special training and finally participate in the Shendu Grand Prize will also be selected from among them.

The middle-aged Si Li nodded and said: "This matter has been put on the agenda, and it will be opened in a few days. It would have been earlier, but because Luo Huaizhu has not returned, it has been delayed."

"Senior Sister Luo Huaizhu." All the disciples showed admiration.

Every star official knows this dazzling name, and he is a disciple of Qin Tianjian's main gate. He is a true genius. He was valued and carefully cultivated by the supervisor as soon as he was admitted to the hospital.

And it lived up to expectations, ranking first in the rankings in terms of grades and cultivation, unshakable.

"Senior Sister Luo went outside to practice with Uncle Gou, is she coming back soon?" Mu Yaoyao was surprised.

"Well, according to the walking speed, it will only be three or two days."

A disciple asked curiously: "Speaking of which, I heard that Uncle Gou has lived for hundreds of years. He is a figure of the same era as the first God Emperor. Is it true or not?"

Master Gou... When this name was mentioned, a group of young disciples instantly became interested, as if they were even more curious about Luo Huaizhu.

Even Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows.

Qintianjian has six courtyards, Master Gou is a secretary in the branch courtyard under the jurisdiction of Jianzheng, but he lives reclusively and has seen few people.

And everyone who was lucky enough to meet this "uncle master" left the deepest impression with one word:

Ox.

Uncle Gou looks ugly, but has a kind personality. It is said that his seniority is higher than that of today's Qin Tianjian, and his lifespan is extremely long.

It stands to reason that such a character must be powerful and respected.

However, Uncle Gou is only in the Ninth Realm, and lives a simple life. He cherishes food very much, and doesn't care about wealth and glory, so he only holds the position of a secretary.

All these kinds of things make people curious, but there are very few rumors about his past.

Xu Xiurong met the longing gazes, feeling a little emotional:

"Senior brother Gou does have a long lifespan, but it has nothing to do with his cultivation, but for other reasons. In fact, this is not a secret. Many Si Li and old students know that senior brother Gou is not a pure human race, but a half-demon. "

Half demon!

The disciples were astonished. The so-called half-demon is a race that is born with a very low probability after the combination of humans and demons. It is often ugly in appearance and poor in talent. Although its life span is longer than that of humans, it is shorter than that of pure-blooded demons.

Among the disciples of the national teacher, there is actually a half-demon?
Seemingly anticipating his disciple's thoughts, Xu Xiurong explained:

"In the past, the national teacher and the god emperor fought for the world. One time when they passed through the village, they found a child who was almost frozen to death by the roadside. He asked the farmer and learned that he fled here with his father and lived in a ruined temple outside the village. His father He contracted a cold and died of illness, leaving only this child...unexpectedly born to be ugly, he was feared by the villagers, and was driven out of the ruined temple, and then he died of cold and hunger by the side of the road.

"The national teacher took pity on his miserable life experience, saved him, and left him in the barracks as a fire servant. Unexpectedly, the child was quite strong. He carried a pot all the way, and followed the army to fight everywhere. He grew up like this. , The national teacher was quite moved, and later transferred him to the army tent, took him as a servant, did some chores, and taught him some cultivation methods. This child is Senior Brother Gou."

Xu Xiurong's voice was very soothing, slowly bringing everyone into the story.

No one noticed that Ji Pingan, who was sitting on the rattan chair, had vicissitudes in his eyes.

"What happened next?" Mu Yaoyao leaned forward, supported the table with her elbows, rested her chin with her hands, and entered the story-telling mode.

Xu Xiurong said:
"One year, when the army marched to the border of Lanzhou, the national division led a group of soldiers and horses to go forward alone, but unexpectedly encountered an ambush. Headed by Donghai Canglong, several strong practitioners joined hands with the officers and soldiers to besiege and kill them. Although he was already pretty good, he was outnumbered by two fists and four hands. He barely repelled a strong enemy in the battle, but he was seriously injured and was almost dying... It was also one of the most thrilling situations in the life of the national teacher.

"At the critical moment, Brother Gou snatched the seriously injured national teacher back from the battle formation regardless of his life. After changing the clothes of ordinary soldiers, he carried the national teacher on his back and fought all the way. He escaped from the battlefield and hid in the nearby small town..."

Ji Pingan lay on the wicker chair, slowly closed his eyes, Xu Xiurong's voice gradually faded away, and scenes emerged.

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ps: Thank you, Mr. Xizi, for rewarding another [-] dots!
I'm a little guilty, big brother, stop it... In the afternoon, I was criticized by book friends, saying that I did not add more after two alliances, which made me ashamed for a while... It's not that I don't want to join, but I'm worried that I won't be able to do it.

I have played with rewards and updates before, but I was too good at it, and I could only write a few words every day. Forcibly adding updates led to a decline in quality.

Later, I dare not make promises.Especially now that there are no manuscripts saved at all... Wait until it goes on the shelves, and try to repay the debt after it goes on the shelves.Well, try to make more and more under the premise of ensuring quality.

(End of this chapter)