Although Ji Xingzhi is usually unremarkable, it is undeniable that his talent in Yin Yang and Five Elements is one of the best among his peers in the Ji family.
Even though the Ji family is still fighting for power within the family, Mr. Ji is in good health and has at least half a century left to live, and other direct descendants can suppress their inner desires.
Ji Xingzhi could even have the final say on some major family matters, let alone a trivial matter.
Master Mingdeng's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted angrily: "Witch, you are talking nonsense! You can also mention the name of the Ji family!"
In terms of comprehensive military force, the Ji family is definitely the top of the three great families.
After all, in the past, the ancestor of the Ji family burned his body with a secret method and forced back the 100,000-strong army that invaded Dongzhou with a wave of his hand.
It is simply unimaginable for ordinary people to imagine how terrifying it is to reach the pinnacle of Yin Yang and Five Elements.
After so many years, even the ancestors of the Ji family who were already the best at that time have not yet reached that level.
"Why can't you mention it? I can change my name or my surname. I am the eldest of the sixty-second generation of the Ji family." Ji Xing didn't know how happy he was. "I'll call my grandpa. Forget it, I won't call anymore. I'll let you
See the real secret method of my Ji family."
He raised his hand to draw talisman seals.
Within a few dozen seconds, a ghost image appeared in front of him.
There was a voice coming from it.
"You brat, what are you doing? I didn't see you contacting me like this when Dong Sang was being chased and howling. What happened? Are you going to die?"
Ji Xingzhi was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Nonsense, can you curse your grandson like this? I met an old bald donkey outside who claimed to be the master of our family. He used our family's name to pretend to be powerful. Let me ask you.
I don’t know anyone named Ji Mingtai.”
"Just this little thing?" Mr. Ji took a deep breath, "You'd better not come back for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and beat you to death."
On the ground, Master Mingdeng was stunned and could not hear a word.
Thousands of miles of image transmission!
This is a secret technique of the Ji family that is not passed down to others.
It was precisely because Emperor Yin had powerful onmyojis following him that he could control the battle situation in all directions in the five states of Daxia in a timely manner.
This secret method has been recorded in ancient books.
However, historians believe that this is just like the League of Divine Doctors, an exaggerated way of deifying Emperor Yin and the Three Families and Four Leagues.
If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe it.
Master Mingdeng felt his eyes go dark, and blood kept flowing down the corners of his mouth.
It's not that I'm angry, but that I'm extremely frightened.
"Me, I'm with my eldest brother." Ji Xingzhi asked what he wanted and waved his hand, "Okay, you can go do it yourself."
He ended the secret technique in time before Mr. Ji's roar arrived.
This secret method is actually of little use in modern society. After all, mobile phones and computers are prevalent throughout the world, and a video call is enough.
In addition, this secret method consumes a lot of money, and he can only use it twice in a short period of time.
Like chicken ribs, they are tasteless when eaten and a pity to throw away.
However, in the emergency situation of signal shielding, it is a life-saving straw.
"I stole her luck. Is this what she told you?" Si Fuqing said calmly, "Having used my luck for so many years, have you lived a good life?"
"The Ji family wants to follow Ji Qingwei into the Free Continent? You should see if they can get in."
"Absolutely impossible!" Master Mingdeng was shocked, but still refused to give in. "Qingwei is someone I have seen since childhood. How could she rob other people's luck? If she did, how could her health be so bad?"
"It's true that you are not good at studying. Have you never thought that your health is so bad because you have stolen your luck and can't bear it?" Ji Xingzhi came over, "But it's understandable. I just asked my grandpa, what you said
Ji Mingtai, I’ve already had a lot of trouble in the past two years.”
"Even when he was still alive, he was still an outsider in our Ji family. What do you think he can teach you?"
His mind was shocked at this moment, and Master Mingdeng spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper: "You...you are talking nonsense!"
His master is obviously the elder of the Ji family!
But the voice transmission from the Thousand Miles of Avatar cannot be faked.
Ancient books also record that only direct bloodlines of the Ji family can learn this secret technique.
"Like a master, like a disciple." Ji Xingzhi clicked his tongue, "You are as conceited as your master."
Master Mingdeng's hands were trembling, and veins were pulsing on his forehead.
"He is a disciple of the outer sect. Although he accepted you as a disciple, he has not gone through the apprenticeship process of my Ji family." Ji Xingzhi clasped his hands behind his back and said slowly, "In this way, you are not even a nominal disciple of my Ji family. Old
You bald donkey, don’t live like a frog in a well in your own world and still talk so shamelessly.”
He knelt down and patted Master Mingdeng's face: "You are the one who is helping the emperor to do evil. You dare to plunder the luck of the girl of luck. The first few who did this died and were injured. I am still waiting to see the next one."
What will happen to you? When the time comes to collect data and make a report, my grandpa will also be happy."
"Impossible!" Master Mingdeng murmured, as if he thought of something, he suddenly shouted, "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
He looked at Si Fuqing hard and kept vomiting blood: "You are the one who stole Qingwei's luck. She has someone to protect her. You will definitely get retribution when the time comes. You will definitely..."
Before he could finish what he said, Master Mingdeng tilted his head and passed out.
Ji Xingzhi seemed surprised: "My merits and cultivation have been ruined. It's quite miserable."
The abbot of Guanghua Temple has become a useless person.
Whether he can wake up or not is still a question.
"Check him." Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes, "I thought he was helping the Ji family steal my luck, but it seems he was just kept in the dark."
"By the way, I asked my old man about Ji Qingyao, and he said you can rest assured in this situation. You don't need to do anything, and the luck will come back to you." Ji Xingzhi said, "But there must be backlash.
Yes, after all, she did use your luck."
Si Fuqing nodded: "Well, I'll help her then."
They are both daughters, but the attitudes of the Ji family are very different.
The Ji family and the Zuo family are different.
The Zuo family asked an Onmyoji to transfer her luck to the entire family.
But the Ji family devoted all their attention to Ji Qingwei.
"You don't have much luck with her. Most of it lies with Ji Qingwei." Ji Xingzhi added, "You accept what you have, and I will check mine. First, find out the mastermind."
"I understand. Speaking of which, I met a monk in Sijiu City last time, and he said that my boss and I were very lucky." Si Fuqing said thoughtfully, "Tell me, can I take it easy?"
His luck?"
Ji Xingzhi thought for a while: "There is such a saying, but you must first have a high degree of compatibility, otherwise it will be in vain. It still depends on whether he is willing to share it with you."
"But what is certain is that those with great luck will protect the people around them, and you will recover your luck faster."
Si Fuqing nodded, wiped her hands, turned around and walked out.
Ji Xingzhi wondered: "Why are you going now?"
Si Fuqing put his hands in his pockets and calmly said, "I'm going to rub my boss's luck. It's already afternoon. I'll treat him to dinner. I should be able to rub him some more."
Ji Xingzhi: "..."
He resignedly bent down and lifted Master Mingdeng up.
And at the same moment.
Sijiucheng, Guanghua Temple.
Inside the temple where incense is offered.
Several monks were cleaning when they saw the largest candle in the center flickering on and off.
A few seconds later, there was a "pop" sound and it went out.
"Why did this incense candle go out?" A monk asked in surprise, "I have been in the temple for so long, and this incense candle has never been extinguished."
There is a rumor in Guanghua Temple that this incense candle is the incarnation of Master Mingdeng.
As long as the Master of Lighting is around, the incense candle can burn forever.
When the incense candle goes out, doesn't it mean that Master Mingdeng had an accident?
If something really happened to Master Mingdeng, the incense in Guanghua Temple would be cut off.
This is a big deal!
Several monks were panicked and did not dare to make any assumptions. They hurriedly went to find the leader.
**
On the other side, the Tiandi Alliance headquarters building.
President's Office.
"President, Daxia TV changed the main creative team of the program and invited Miss Si back." The middle-aged man said cautiously, "Ms. Si has signed up for both the medical team and the art team, but the medical team will be recorded first, and the art team may have to wait until
Went in March.”
Gu Huiyan snorted angrily: "Okay, okay, the international tour is about to start in March. Tell the program team that we can go abroad to shoot. We must show them what "Wanli" is.
"Picture of Rivers and Mountains"!"
Scare them to death!
The middle-aged man nodded: "Miss Si is definitely the champion, and no one in the entertainment industry will doubt her."
Si Fuqing is the only celebrity guest who serves in both groups. There are many people who criticize her and are waiting to see her laugh when the show is released.
Where can I watch Gu Huiyan?
He wanted to clear Si Fuqing's name.
"Of course she is the champion." Gu Huiyan smiled, "As soon as her embroidered pictures came out, it was a dimensionality reduction attack."
When Gu Huiyan mentioned the embroidery pictures, he inevitably thought of Ji Qingwei's low-end version, and his expression dimmed.
The middle-aged man observed the words and spoke at the right time: "It would be terrible if the Ji family found someone else to send pictures of their young lady to the competition."
"It's miserable, what does it have to do with me." Gu Huiyan was lukewarm, "But Si Yatou must feel uncomfortable, so I'd better tell her about it."
He slowly picked up his cell phone and contacted Si Fuqing.
Si Fuqing had just arrived at the door of the training base when she received the call: "Old Gu."
"I wanted to talk to you about your embroidery picture." Gu Huiyan said, "The Ji family also sent their lady's embroidery picture. I thought it was pretty good, but when your express delivery arrived, I saw their home.
That one is a low-end version of you. Do you really not know her? This is too much of a coincidence."
Si Fuqing smiled: "Yes, there are so many coincidences."
"I guess the Ji family has hit a wall here, but they didn't give up. They still found someone to send the embroidery pictures over." Gu Huiyan said, "Don't be angry. As long as your embroidery pictures are here, the Ji family's ones are useless."
"Yes, I understand." Si Fuqing lowered his eyelashes, "Thank you, Mr. Gu, you helped me a lot this time."
After the call ended, she put her phone away and opened the door of the training base.
The five states teams are in a civil war.
When they saw her coming in, they all stopped.
"Miss Si, the trials went very well." Jingzhou stood up, looking slightly excited, "We won both the 5V5 and individual competitions, and now we are tied for first place with several other veteran teams in points."
"Okay." Si Fuqing nodded, "Don't be too public about the selection. I'm talking about you, Jiang Changfeng."
Jiang Changfeng showed no expression: "I have already reduced my hand speed to 380. This is my limit. He can't control it at will like you."
Several other team members looked at each other.
Is this a competition between great gods?
There was a knock on the door of the training base at this moment.
A team member stood up and opened the door.
Outside the door was a secretary-looking man, followed by two tall bodyguards.
Jingzhou recognized that this was the person next to Ji Boyan, and his expression changed instantly: "Miss Si, they are Ji's family, you——"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Si Fuqing standing up. There was a fierce look in her eyes. She said lightly: "I really can't hear this surname now."
Then, Jingzhou watched helplessly as both bodyguards were kicked out by Si Fuqing, and the secretary was also locked out.
Others: "..."
Jiang Changfeng remained expressionless.
He has long been used to it.
Outside the training base.
The secretary could barely stand.
He took a deep breath and contacted Ji Boyan: "Master, we were kicked out before we even said anything. She didn't accept it."
"Don't accept it? Are you a tough guy again?" Ji Boyan frowned and sneered, "Nowadays, celebrities really have some money, and each one is more arrogant than the other."
The Ji family is also a century-old wealthy family.
Going against the Ji family is asking for death.
"The Wuzhou team will definitely not qualify." Ji Boyan said coldly, "I will cripple the hands of Jingzhou and several other team members so that they cannot participate in the competition, especially that new face, who is Jiang Changfeng?"