No one thinks that Ji Ping'an can reach the peak level from the beginning in just two or three months.

Xu Xiurong looked strange and thought to herself that if you knew that this kid had already met the conditions, she would not know what his expression would be.

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

"Speaking of this, based on past experience, the prison should prepare for the 'special training class'." Huang He suddenly said.

The so-called "special training class" is a temporary "class" composed of two or three months before the opening of the Shendu Awards. Well, this is also a word invented by the national teacher.

The disciples who receive special training and finally participate in the Shendu Award will also be selected from it.

The middle-aged Si Li nodded and said, "This matter has been put on the agenda and will be opened in a few days. It was originally earlier, but because Luo Huaizhu has not returned yet, it has not been opened for a long time."

"Senior Sister Luo Huaizhu." The disciples showed admiration.

Every star official knows this dazzling name. He is a disciple under the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor. He is a real genius. He is valued and carefully trained by the Supervisor as soon as he is admitted to the hospital.

And he has lived up to expectations, and his achievements and cultivation are ranked first on the heavenly list, and no one can shake it.

"Senior Sister Luo went outside to practice with Master Gou. Are you coming back soon?" Mu Yaoyao was surprised.

"Well, according to the walking speed, it's only been in these three or two days."

A disciple said curiously: "To put it bluntly, I heard that Master Gou has lived for hundreds of years. He is a person from the same era as the first Divine Emperor. What is the truth or false?"

Master Gou... When he mentioned this name, a group of young disciples instantly became interested, and it seemed that they were even more curious than Luo Huaizhu.

Even Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows.

There are six courts in the Imperial Heaven Supervision Bureau. Mr. Gou is a department secretary in the branch under the jurisdiction of the supervisor. He is only in a quiet place and has seen very few people.

And everyone who is fortunate to see this "master" has the deepest impression on you:

ugly.

Master Gou has an ugly appearance, but a kind personality. It is said that his seniority is higher than that of the current Imperial Supervision Bureau, and his life span is extremely long. He followed the national teacher hundreds of years ago.

Logically speaking, such a person must be strong and respectful in status.

But the general soldier Gou had to break through the nine realms, and lived a simple life, cherished food very much, and didn't care about wealth and glory, so he only had a position as a lie.

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

Xu Xiurong faced a longing gaze and felt a little moved:

"Senior Brother Gou's life span is indeed long, but it has nothing to do with cultivation, but it has other reasons. In fact, this is not a secret. Many Si Li and old students know that in fact, Senior Brother Gou is not a pure human race, but a half-demon."

Half demon!

The disciples were surprised. The so-called half-demon is a race that is born at a very low probability after the combination of humans and monsters. It often has ugly appearance and poor talent. Although its lifespan is longer than that of humans, it is shorter than that of pure blood demons.

Among the disciples of the national master, there is actually one and a half demon?

As if he had expected his disciple's idea, Xu Xiurong explained:

"In the past, the national teacher and the Emperor of God raised an army to fight for the world. One time, he passed through the village and found a child who was almost frozen to death on the side of the road. He asked the farmer and learned that he had fled with his father and lived in a dilapidated temple outside the village. His father suffered from cold and died of illness, leaving only this child... He was born with ugly appearance and was frightened by the villagers and drove out of the dilapidated temple. Then he fell to the side of the road with starvation.

"The national master was sympathetic to his miserable life, rescued him and stayed in the military camp as a fire-burning servant. Unexpectedly, the child was quite strong, and he took the blame all the way and followed the army to fight in the east and west. He grew up like this. The national master was quite moved. Later, he transferred him into the military tent, took him as a servant, did some miscellaneous work, and taught some methods of practice. This child is Senior Brother Gou."

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

No one noticed that the vicissitudes of life emerged in Ji Ping'an's eyes, sitting on a rattan chair.

"What happened later?" Mu Yaoyao leaned forward, supported the table with her elbows, held her chin with her hands, and entered the story mode.

Xu Xiurong said:

"One year, a large army reached the territory of Lanzhou. The national army led a group of soldiers and horses to move forward alone, but unexpectedly encountered an ambush. Headed by the Canglong of the East Sea, several powerful practitioners joined forces with the great officers to siege and kill. Although the national army's cultivation was no longer good at that time, they could not match four hands with both fists. They barely repelled the powerful enemy in the battle formation, but were seriously injured and almost dying... It was also one of the most thrilling situations in their life.

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

Ji Ping'an lay on the rattan chair, slowly closing his eyes, Xu Xiurong's voice gradually faded away, and scenes appeared.

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ps: Thank you, Mr. Xizi, for giving you another reward of 50,000 points!

I feel a little guilty, please stop... I was criticized by my book friends in the afternoon and said that I didn't say that I would update the two alliances, which made me feel ashamed... It's not that I don't want to add, but that I'm worried that I can't do it.

I have played rewards and updates before, but I was too fucked and could only write a little word every day. Forced updates caused the quality to decline. I didn’t even pay off the updates after writing a book.

Later, I didn't dare to make any promises. Especially now I have no copywriting at all... I will wait for it to be put on the shelves, and I will try my best to pay off my debts after it is put on the shelves. Well, try to make as much update as possible while ensuring quality.
Chapter completed!