"Who are you?"

In the quaint room, when the actress wearing a dark green official robe and an extraordinary appearance asked this, Ji Ping'an laughed:

"What does Xu Jianhou mean?"

Xu Xiurong bit her lip and said in the organization: "I heard that you gave the reason when registering, but I don't think this reason can convince me."

Because she looks good...so chooses, this is obviously a foolish and ridiculous answer.

Although she didn't know much about the boy in front of her, she was very sure that the other party would not be so eccentric.

Because since the two met, she has not seen any greed or obsession in each other's eyes.

The recommended student's eyes were extremely clear, like a newborn child, so clean that she felt ashamed of herself.

Xu Xiurong said:

"Although your talent is most suitable for the Wooden Court, as Pei Sili said, you can go to the Gold Court. When the dust settles and I am deposed, you will turn around again. Instead of doing this now, you can risk the price of offending the two prison guards to help me."

Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "Is there a possibility that I am speculating? Instead of adding icing on the cake, it is better to help you in time. Use this method to gain your appreciation?"

Xu Xiurong shook her head: "The gain is not worth the loss. If you have mediocre talents, it is possible to do this, but with the qualifications you show, there is no need to take risks. As far as I know, you should not be a fool."

In the room, a burner of incense burner was surging with blue smoke, and the two sitting opposite each other were silent for a moment.

After a long time, Ji Ping'an said helplessly: "Jianghou Yingming, it's true that I can't hide it from you. In fact, I am just following the instructions of the national teacher today."

Xu Xiuronglong clenched his fingers in his sleeve: "You make it clear."

Ji Ping'an said: "In the past, in Leizhou, the National Normal University Master once told me that when I entered prison, if the wooden courtyard encounters a crisis, I must help, but I am not sure about it."

Well, pushing all motivations to the dead national teacher... This is a lazy way, but it is very useful.

Because the entire world of cultivation knows that as a "star official", the Grand Master of Dazhou is at its peak, and the Dayan Tianji Art has reached its peak. Rumors can see the secrets of heaven and divine the future.

This kind of nonsense that predicts the afterlife before death is very reasonable for the national master.

Sure enough, Xu Xiurong did not question at all, but instead showed an expression of "it's true".

She had a long time speculation in her mind, but now it is just a confirmation.

Ji Ping'an struck while the iron was hot, took out a jade bottle from his arms, and pushed it to the actress: "The national teacher has left some things, which should be useful to you."

Xu Xiurong took it curiously, pulled out the bottle plug with a "pop" sound, and saw a white dragon-shaped pill spiritual dragon gushing out, and a dragon roar faintly emerged from the room.

"Holy Medicine for healing!" The actress's breathing tightened.

I recognized the precious pill at a glance, and there was no need to take it. The fragrance of pills poured into her nose, and the injuries in her body became faintly relieved.

Before my master died, he calculated that I would have this disaster in the future... Xu Xiurong's nose felt sore, and a heat flowed out of his eyes, and he couldn't suppress his feelings for a while.

But I couldn't think about it and lost my composure. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and forced my mood. The green onion clenched the pill bottle with his ten fingers, and opened his eyes after a moment, with a soft look:

"So, you are not just recommended by the national teacher."

She mentioned an example: "I learned that the lives of the national teacher have a profound understanding of astronomy, the hidden nature of wood... and holding such a precious object should never be simple."

Ji Ping'an thought for a while and said, "The national teacher did not give me a title, but he did leave me some things, including this bottle of elixirs and other items to assist in practice."

He didn't say it very clearly, and Xu Xiurong didn't ask the bottom line because she had already got the answer:

The national teacher personally passed on!

Undoubtedly, only those who can obtain the inheritance of the national teacher will be the only one who passes on to the disciples. If we look at the seniority, we will be the same generation as her.

As for why Ji Ping'an did not explain it, the reason is easy to make up for: in the context of the death of the national teacher, if he exposed his personal identity, the trouble outweighs the benefits.

Xu Xiurong was afraid that this "little junior brother" would think too much, so he did not ask what the national master left him, and did not plan to investigate it in depth.

She is not the kind of greedy person, let alone Ji Ping'an helped her.

From Ji Ping'an's perspective, after entering the wooden courtyard, he spent day and night together, and it was difficult for him to hide his cultivation speed from Xu Xiurong, so he had to take elixirs and find a reasonable excuse.

"So that's it." Xu Xiurong breathed, relieved all doubts, and smiled bitterly:

"It just involves you in the vortex. Shirakawa failed this time, but he will never give up. There will be trouble in the future. Fortunately, with this pill, I will give me some time and my condition will be much better when my injury is healed."

Speaking of this, Ji Ping'an said curiously:

"What's the situation in the wooden courtyard now? As far as I heard, the situation was not so bad a few months ago. In the hospital regulations, it is not that if you can't recruit enough students, you will face dismissal."

He originally imitated the university and set a series of rules, but it was not so strict.

Xu Xiurong's beautiful eyes dimmed and said:

"It's not like this. According to the rules of the hospital, the branch office only needs to ensure that there are a certain number of disciples, and it doesn't matter if it can't be recruited occasionally. But at the beginning of the year, when I was in seclusion due to injury, my senior disciples led a group of Si Chen to the Water Court, which led to a shortage of staff in the Wood Court. Now, in addition to this Hou, there are two Si Li and eight Si Chen. Including you and Huang He, you can barely gather ten people..."

Regarding job change, Ji Ping'an listened to Huang He in advance, but he didn't know the details, so he understood the whole story.

In normal circumstances, the disciples of major branches are in the range of about 30 to 50.

After all, Si Chen does not recruit every year. Those with small cultivation levels will leave Shendu one after another and go to major prefectures to work, or enter the army, or travel and train to improve their cultivation...

But ten people... are really a little short.

Seeing Ji Ping'an fall into deep thought, Xu Xiurong's face burned, and suddenly felt embarrassed and said hurriedly: "But there are benefits to fewer people. Everyone allocates more resources and receives more teaching."

Forced to win over honor.

Anyway, she was already embarrassed enough, and she no longer tried to maintain her majesty and said, "Like you are now entering the Qi nourishing realm, the Qi sea must be unstable, and I am just free, so I will sort it out for you."

Ji Ping'an looked embarrassed: "This...is not necessary."

Xu Xiurong raised her eyebrows and raised her face, and warned her:

"The great way is difficult. When you first enter the practice of cultivation, you don't know how powerful it is. Don't be arrogant because of your talent. We monks must have a pious and awe-inspiring heart, fear, and fear, like walking on thin ice... Don't underestimate the unstable energy sea. If you are not careful, you will easily damage the foundation of the Tao."

Speaking of practice, she became confident in her tone.

Ji Ping'an hesitated for a while and said helplessly: "But I... have reached the peak of my energy cultivation."

Ga—Xu Xiurong froze, her beautiful eyes wide open, as if she heard something unbelievable:

"What did you say?!"

...

...

Water courtyard.

Outside a pavilion, a group of Si Chen was silent and heard the sound of beating porcelain coming from the building.

After the meeting, Bai Jianhou returned in anger and locked himself in the room.

"What are you doing here? Are you doing nothing?" Suddenly, a middle-aged Si Li, who was also wearing a black official robe, came and scolded.

All Sichen salutes: "Peng Sili."

Peng Sili waved his hand and drove away a group of disciples. He then took a deep breath, tidied up his official robe, walked step by step outside the pavilion, and knocked on the door gently.

"Enter!"

The noise came to an abrupt end, and Shirakawa's voice came from inside the house.
Chapter completed!