Chapter 45 Plan

Yan Ji fought many times yesterday, consumed a lot of real strength, and has been injured internally. And he stayed up all night and was drenched in the rain all night. His body was heavily affected by the cold and felt very tired. After taking a shower, he fell down to ** and fell asleep soon.

If an ordinary person is tossed like this, I'm afraid he will have died long ago, and the reason why Yan Ji can save his life is that he benefits from the phoenix blood and unicorn blood in his body. These two divine blood are infinite, which greatly improves his physique and almost makes him out of the mortal fetus.

Yan Ji slept very comfortably and didn't have a dream. When he woke up, he found that the room was already dark, and there was a faint moonlight shining into the floor of the house through the window, as if there was a layer of thin frost on the ground.

He slept all day and recovered more or less. Although he still felt a little dizzy and his eyes were hazy, he was also a little energetic. After lying down for a while, he woke up and gradually lost his sleepiness, so he dressed and got up.

Yan Ji made a little noise when she was dressing, and then a man's voice came from outside the door: "Brother Yan Ji, are you awake?"

Although Yan Ji didn't know who the fellow brother outside the door was, he still rushed out of the door and said, "Wake up, what's the matter?"

The fellow disciple outside the door said, "Well, Master ordered me to wait outside the door, saying that after you wake up, let me inform him. Master, he should have something to say to you."

Yan Ji has heard the introduction of her senior sister Liang Xiangling. Nowadays, there are only three disciples of the older generation of Taiqing Palace. In addition to his master Guangyi Zhenren, there are also uncle He Fanglu and Master Luoxia. Master Luoxia are all female disciples. The master of the same disciple outside the door is Uncle He Fanglu.

"Oh! I know. Go and inform Uncle He now. If Uncle has time now, I will visit him. Yan Ji said loudly outside the door.

The man outside the door answered and soon left.

Yan Ji got dressed and got out of bed, thinking about what the uncle he had never met would tell him. Between Shenyou, he found a basin of water, a towel and a pot of herbal tea on the table in the room. He guessed that if these things had not been prepared for him by his senior sister, there would be only that Linger.

He didn't think much about it. Before the news of the younger brother arrived, he washed and drank a few more cups of herbal tea.

In a moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the door. Yan Ji thought that it should be the same brother who came back and immediately opened the door. However, outside the door stood a middle-aged man with a square face, calm temperament, wearing a moon-white robe, looking about 30 years old.

This middle-aged man looks cold and doesn't look like a second-generation disciple of Taiqing Palace at all. Yan Ji was stunned for a moment, but then realized that most of the middle-aged man was Uncle He Fanglu. At that moment, he immediately saluted him respectfully, "Disciple Yan Ji, see Uncle He!"

He Fanglu nodded slightly, looked up and down Yan Jizhou with cold eyes, and asked lightly, "How's it going? Is the injury serious?

Yan Ji shook his head and said, "It's almost better."

He Fanglu walked into the room, looked at Yan Ji again, and said, "Yan's nephew blocked more than a dozen demon masters with the power of one person and let Lu Shun and others come back safely. Your nephew has this cultivation at a young age, and your wisdom is unparalleled, and your future is unlimited.

Although he praised Yan Ji, there was nothing on his face and did not look like sincere praise.

Yan Ji did not speculate whether he praised himself or not. He said humbly, "Uncle praised it. At that time, there were only two people in the magic religion. I only had two people to play against them. It's not that exaggerated."

He Fanglu nodded and said, "Although Brother Guangyi rarely receives disciples, the disciples he taught are all great figures. I can see this. My nephew doesn't have to be modest. In addition, I have one more thing to ask my nephew.

Yan Ji said, "Uncle, please speak. My disciples know and answer."

He Fanglu looked at Yan Ji a few more times, and his eyes hesitated. He seemed to be unwilling to ask this question, but finally he said, "Master Yan's nephew, I heard that you said something strange when you started with the people of the Demon Sect, which seemed to have something to do with the people in the Demon Sect? But is there such a thing?

He Fanglu asked this sentence in a very reluctant tone. In addition to not wanting to doubt his disciples, he also remembered the past. Many years ago, he had been involved in the magic religion and had been questioned like this.

Yan Jijian frowned and guessed that there would be no third person who could say in front of his uncle that he had an affair with the magic religion, except Lu Shun and Zheng Heng.

However, Yan Ji didn't care about this matter and replied truthfully: "Uncle, the thing is that the demon religion attacked Bagong Mountain three years ago, and my master was also arrested by the demon religion and imprisoned in the Yinglong Hall of the demon religion. When I learned about this, I disguised as a prisoner of Yinglongtang and sneaked into the magic religion. It took more than a year to finally rescue my master from Yinglongtang. So I'm an 'acquaintance' with those people in Yinglongtang. When I talk to them, it's like there is an intersection. Others don't understand. Naturally, they think I have anything to do with those people.

He Fanglu listened to Yan Ji's words, paused for a while, and then nodded and said, "I think it's the same. Naturally, the disciples taught by Brother Guangyi will not have anything to do with the magic religion. Sorry, nephew Yan."

Yan Ji shook his head and said, "Uncle, you don't have to apologize. I also blamed me for not speaking clearly about this before."

When he heard He Fanglu say that "the disciples taught by Brother Guangyi will naturally have nothing to do with the magic religion", he couldn't help thinking of Luo Changjian, the master's eldest disciple, and his feelings were mixed at the moment.

He Fanglu said "um", thought for a moment, and then said, "Master Yan's nephew, you are young and successful, calm, and you are a rare genius. Although there are 800 disciples in Taiqing Palace, few of them can do it with the courage and scheming to sneak into the magic nest of masters like you. So I hope you can be loyal to the Taiqing Palace and think about the world, except for the evil spirits.

Yan Ji nodded and said, "Yes, the disciple should try his best to eliminate demons and protect the teacher's door. Some time ago, I also heard from my master and sister that the demon religion sneaked into Xiaoxiang this time to find a powerful evil sword to subvert my right path. The disciple is willing to do his best to prevent the magic religion from succeeding with his uncle.

He Fanglu frowned slightly and corrected: "The magic religion came to Xiaoxiang to find the land, not the evil sword. The evil sword was frozen in the ten-thousand-year-old ice on Kunlun Mountain. This time the magic religion came to Xiaoxiang to find the source of the divine fire to melt the ten-thousand-year-old black ice sealed with the evil sword."

Yan Ji heard the master talk about this at that time. Because he missed his sister Liang Xiangling in his heart, he didn't listen to it carefully. He only remembered a general idea. Now when he heard He Fanglu's words, he found that he had made a mistake. He suddenly embarrassed and said for a long time, he said, "Ah, so it's it. I, I remember it wrong. ..."

He Fanglu looked at the nephew's expression, was stunned, and said, "This time I came to Xiaoxiang to prevent the demon religion from getting the source of divine fire. It was found that the source of the divine fire will soon be born in Hengshan, Nanyue in the south of Xiaoxiang. We took a day off and went to Nanyue Hengshan to check it, which caused restlessness and made the demon religion aware of it. It is scheduled to go tomorrow night. Master Yan, please be ready.

After saying a sentence, he hurriedly added as if he remembered something: "That's right, didn't your master go to Kunlun Mountain? It is to investigate the evil sword to prevent the demon religion from getting the divine fire and taking out the evil sword.

Only then did Yan Ji know the master's intention and nodded, "Yes, uncle, I know."

He Fanglu said, "That's it. There's nothing else. Take a rest!"

Yan Ji sent He Fang Road out of the house and saw him go away before returning to the house.

He talked with his uncle He Fanglu, and his mind was much more awake and sleepless. He felt very bored to stay in the room, so he walked out of the room and paced back and forth in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, blowing the cool night breeze.

This Taoist temple has been abandoned for too long, and there are half- collapsed houses everywhere, and the whole yard is full of half-human-high weeds. Even between the cracks of the bluestone slabs in the middle of the road, half-foot-high grass came out.

In this environment, there are naturally many kinds of insects. When Yan Ji walks on the road in the courtyard, she only feels that the "chirp" sound made by the insects is endless, but fortunately, this sound is not noisy, but feels a sense of quietness in the field.

Yan Ji walked for a while and came to a wide Asakusa land. She saw a sparse gathering of several disciples of Taiqing Palace on this grassland, and they were also walking leisurely here. After a glance, several young men and women gathered together and sat on the grass and whispered something.

The rules of the Taiqing Palace are rigorous, and it does not encourage disciples to be involved in love too early, so those disciples who have a good impression on each other will meet in the dark night.

Yan Ji glanced over a large stone sculpture in the middle of the Asakusa land. With the bright moonlight, he saw a female disciple of Taiqing Palace sitting on the edge of the stone platform under the stone sculpture. He felt that the figure was more familiar, so he looked at it for a while, and then found that the woman was his senior sister Liang Xiangling.

Yan Ji couldn't help but feel happy. As if he saw some treasure, he immediately ran towards the stone carving.

Liang Xiangling sat next to the stone sculpture and looked at the full moon in the sky in a daze. At this moment, a person was rushing towards her. Naturally, she could find that she turned her head and looked at the person who was running this way. It was not until that man came that she saw that the person was her younger brother Yan Ji.

Liang Xiangling saw that her little brother had changed into the clothes of a male disciple of Taiqing Palace, and his hair was tied with a bun on the top of his head, which was not as pierced behind his head as before. His dress looked much more energetic. Liang Xiangling looked at him a few more times and said with a smile, "Brother, I didn't expect you to look much more handsome when you changed your clothes!"

Yan Ji is just a young man. Hearing the beautiful woman praise her handsomeness, no matter whether the praiser is the truth or the joke, she can't help but be a little happy.

Is that right? Hey..." Yan Ji smiled and saw that the senior sister had changed into the clothes of a female disciple of Taiqing Palace, with a white top with a blue and white embroidered skirt and a sky blue breast. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the skin is as white as snow and extremely beautiful. Yan Ji looked at her beautiful figure and smiled foolishly. She was stunned and said, "Senior sister, you are also very beautiful!" You look as beautiful as a fairy in the sky in this dress! It's a beautiful woman!"