The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 54 I dreamed of my old master (read more)

The lights in the ward were quiet, and no one responded to Ji Ping'an's words.

In order to give Gou Hanyi a quiet enough environment to rest, only one person was left on duty in the house, so that he didn't have to worry about being discovered.

After many years, I saw each other again, and there was only a thin old man on the bed.

His once tall body gradually shrank, became smaller, shorter, and lighter as he got older.

The old man's complexion was pale and dull, and he lay flat on the soft brocade couch, with the quilt covering his chest, and his arms resting quietly outside.

His hair is dry and gray, his nose is protruding, his lips are protruding, and his two animal ears are quite large, with a tuft of gray hair at the tip.

ugly.But there is a sense of tranquility in the deep sleep.

"I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, you were the one lying on the bed." Ji Pingan said in a low voice, put his fingers on Gou Hanyi's pulse, and closed his eyes to sense for a moment.

He gave up the idea of ​​taking the healing elixir from the brocade bag.

The opponent's body was already decayed, and could not bear too much external force.

Ji Pingan thought for a while, and suddenly took a deep breath, and a stream of mysterious Dao rhymes spread around him.

At this moment, he stepped into the state of enlightenment with the cultivation of Qi, and his eyes turned into brilliant stars.

In his eyes, Gou Hanyi has become translucent: tendons, bones, blood, beating organs... everything is exposed.

And next to the heart, a group of blood vessels converged on a demon pill the size of a grain of rice. It used to be the size of a fist.

After hundreds of years of consumption, only the last bit remained, but it made Ji Ping'an's heart calm down.

I saw him sketching with both hands, drawing a star map in the air, and pouring spiritual essence into Gou Hanyi's body.

Immediately, the rice grain demon pill emitted dazzling brilliance, slowly melting into a majestic vitality, spreading to the riddled limbs and skeletons.

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early morning.

When the first ray of sunlight in the east breaks through the clouds and shines on the stone sundial.

The five prison marquises in the meeting hall finished their meditation at the same time and opened their eyes.

They looked at each other and were silent.

No one came to report all night, which is hardly a good thing, which shows that Gou Hanyi's injury has not deteriorated and has stabilized.

But it's not too good, because it also shows that the brother is not awake and his life is in danger.

"Let me go and have a look." Xu Xiurong stood up.

Li Guofeng's handsome face was as firm as a rock: "Let's go together."

Whatever the result, it's time to face it.

A group of five people got up and walked towards the ward on foot without any means of escape.

The ward, also known as Gou Hanyi's residence, is located in the "General Hospital" under the jurisdiction of Qin Tianjian.

The faint morning light shone on the different official robes of the five people, and the white servants and supervisors who got up early along the way looked sideways.

I thought to myself: How many years have I not seen the five prison marquises walking together?
When the five people arrived outside the courtyard, nervous expressions appeared on their faces, worried that they would see the result of the deterioration of their condition.

"go in."

Li Guofeng said in a deep voice, raised his hand and pushed open the courtyard door, and the white official robe embroidered with gold thread floated in first.

The courtyard is very quiet, divided into several vegetable fields, and there are bamboo baskets and small hoes in the corners, which are Gou Hanyi's only hobby.

He couldn't understand the waste of food by the students in the dining hall, so he seldom went there. He would sow the seeds every spring and take good care of them. For this reason, he dug a cellar for storing vegetables.

In order to save the spirit stones of the formation, he refused to use frost to maintain it. As a result, every spring, unfinished dishes would be spoiled, making the old man beat his chest and feel uncomfortable for a long time.

Later, the five wardens would tacitly replace the broken dishes with new ones while the old man was away...very childish behavior.

Sometimes, poor communication can lead to more vegetables instead of less... an oolong.

Not entirely because of each other's identities, but also because... when the five were young, when they went out to practice, they were all protected by Gou Hanyi.

The old man took care of the young star officials from generation to generation, just like taking care of the vegetables in the field, but forgot to protect himself.

Walking to the door with heavy steps, Li Guofeng raised his hand and pushed the door open, the sunlight poured in from under his feet, illuminating the furnishings in the house.

Then several people were stunned, and saw Diangu who was lying on the round table and sleeping soundly.

Li Guofeng's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and his heart skipped a beat, thinking that the reason why no one reported it was because the guard fell asleep?
However, before a few people burst into anger, they heard Xu Xiurong's exclamation: "Senior brother..."

The five of them suddenly looked at the hospital bed, only to see that Gou Hanyi had woken up at some point and was sitting on the bed, with muddy tears flowing from his gray-blue eyes.

"Brother, you're awake!" Fang Liuhuo said in surprise.

A group of people gathered around, Li Guofeng took the old man's hand and said suspiciously: "Brother, what are you..."

Gou Hanyi rolled his eyes and saw several people clearly. His lips moved and he said softly:

"I dreamed of the old master."

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Qinglian Xiaozhu.

"Young master! Great joy!" Huang He suddenly pushed open the courtyard door, and ran in with a bookcase on his back, announcing the good news excitedly.

Under the old peach tree, Ji Ping'an was casually lying on the wicker chair, covered with a thin blanket, and covered his face with a book. Hearing this, he took off the book, revealing a slightly weak face.

"What's the matter, what a fuss."

Huang He said: "Master Gou woke up, the Marquis of the Supervisor checked and said that he survived. Although he still needs rest, he has passed the critical period."

"Good thing." Ji Pingan yawned, eyes sleepy: "Is there anything else?"

Huang He choked, and couldn't help it with his calm tone. After thinking for a while, he said, "Yes, it's about the special training class."

"Oh?" Ji Pingan sat up and changed his listening position.

Huang He said:

"The matter of chasing and killing Black Wind Sha is still progressing, but there may not be any results in a short time, and that is what the prison lords are worried about.

"Now Master Gou is awake, the next step is to set up a special training class, and each branch must recommend at least two people to enter. What Jianhou means is to let you and Senior Sister Mu sign up."

After the poaching operation, Muyuan's vitality was seriously injured, and now the cards he can play are limited.

Mu Yaoyao is considered the best among the remaining disciples, and as for Ji Ping'an... According to Xu Xiurong's words: The chief disciples of Muyuan have a duty to do so.

Well... that's the reason. Ji Ping'an was aiming at the Grand Prize of the Gods, so he had to enter this special training class.

This was also an agreement with Xu Xiurong, but in the eyes of the others, it was somewhat suspected of making up the number by forcing it in with his cultivation.

"Oh, yes." Ji Pingan smiled and said, "Anyway, those who go in don't have to participate in the God's Capital Awards, they should just see the world."

Huang He smiled bitterly and said, "But other people may not think so, I'm afraid they will think that you are holding back..."

He could even imagine how the prison would discuss it when the news spread that Ji Ping'an had entered the special training class.

Although Ji Ping'an is indeed amazingly talented and has great potential, but that is in the future... At least for now, with his cultivation base of just one month into Qi Cultivation, he should have no chance of entering the special training class.

"Our brothers in the Wood Academy don't care, and even take it for granted, but people in other branches may not be convinced, and they will feel unfair." Huang He carefully reminded.

Fairness, in any organization, is something that can easily cause controversy.

As a pre-selected team for the "God City Awards", the special training class will enjoy more resources.

Although Ji Pingan did not participate, the quota may not be allocated to other courtyards, let alone someone.

But...what if?
Huang He, who used to be the "Dr. Leuke", knew very well what those people were thinking, and the rest of the geniuses' cultivation and achievements were obvious to all, and they could silence everyone.

But how would Ji Pingan, who was clearly unqualified in cultivation, force his way in, how would he be treated?

Ji Pingan smiled, and said indifferently: "Someone wants to say something weird, so let them do it. By the way, I just have something to ask you, how much do you know about that Luo Huaizhu?"

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