The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

Qi Ji remained silent.

Qi Meng squinted at her, and sighed helplessly: "It's the only way to go now. If you don't do things well, you must accept this punishment, otherwise it will be difficult to silence everyone."

"Yes."

"After a while, I'll find a way to call you back when the limelight passes."

"Yes."

Just at the right time, there was the sound of children reading aloud outside the alley: the little one left home and the eldest returned, and the local accent remained unchanged.

The faces of the two of them sank.

A gust of cold wind blew in, engulfing the chilly spring.

There was silence in the courtyard for a while, and then I heard the chanting outside: I have never opened my arms in my whole life because I have a lofty talent. (*)

Qi Meng couldn't bear it anymore, and finally stared at Chi Si bitterly: "Shangxian, you have great magic powers, can you think of a way?!"

Although the two of them did not explain in detail, Chi Si could also hear what was going on.

Still because of Daozang.

Qi Ji didn't hand over Daozang and himself.

On the surface, this incident seemed to have calmed down, but in fact, there was still a violent storm in the Hermitage Pavilion.

Yinyi Pavilion is a force secretly supported by the imperial court.Ah Ji is also related to the court?

Plum blossom inner guard?Imperial City Division?Jin Yiwei?Blood drop?Military command?NSA?

Brotherhood of Assassins?Knights Templar?

Although I don't know what the relationship between Yinyi Pavilion and the court is, it is obvious——Ah Ji was relegated!

"What should I do?" Chi Si was also a little dazed.

What should A Ji do if he is dispatched to another place because he failed to do an errand?

This doesn't seem to be a problem that can be solved by killing a few people?

If Ah Ji wanted to leave the Hermitage Pavilion, it would be easy.

But if you want to stay, want to be promoted?

"I just said it." Qi Mengying frowned in annoyance, "Hand over all your magical powers."

"Don't those ghostly painted peach charms in the past. We need things that are useful to ordinary people like us. Peerless martial arts, elixir of life, childbirth, anything."

Daofa and Danfang have been given to them.But it is useless for ordinary people to take it.

Chi Si suddenly had an idea: "Take me to meet your Patriarch."

He, a god with profound morals and deeds, showed his hands in person!

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Chi Si was blindfolded, and followed Qi Ji to turn left and right, and it took more than half an hour to arrive at a room where he didn't know where.

One gram of golden incense is lingering in the clouds, exuding a tangy fragrance of prosperity and wealth in the world.

The brocade on his eyes was taken off, and when he looked up, the room was luxuriously furnished, with carved beams and painted pillars full of gold and jade.

A golden screen stands in front of it, and several night pearls worth tens of thousands of gold illuminate the handsome figures behind.

"I don't know what is the name of Shangxian Dao? Where is the fairy mansion?" A soft and enchanting voice came from behind the screen.

"I don't have a Taoist name, the master's gate is in Youtian Yuquan Mountain."

Behind the screen suddenly changed a refreshing voice: "Jiu Yang. I don't know the 72 secret arts of the Xian family, which one is Chi Xianjun best at?"

ah?Divided so much?Chi Si was taken aback.

His school of Taoism includes swords, formations, spells, alchemy, weapon refining, and divination.

"Array."

The voice behind the screen changed again: "This is a novelty. I know quite a few immortals, and most of them practice spells, alchemy and fortune-telling. This formation is rarely heard of."

"It's difficult to practice. It's not that people with extraordinary talents can't practice it."

"So, Chi Xianjun is also an outstanding hero among all the immortals."

Chi Si smiled wildly: "That's right."

"Xianjun Chi is a man of talent and profound morality. It is indeed a great fortune to meet you today."

The shadow changed into a charming voice again, and slowly walked out from behind the screen.

What appeared in front of him was a middle-aged man with a smile on his face.His appearance is ordinary, like a shopkeeper that can be seen everywhere.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, accompanied by a soft and charming young female voice, has an unspeakable weirdness.

Unexpectedly, his voice changed again in the next sentence, as if he was old and steady in seventy years: "The old man also has a heart for Taoism, which has been infecting him for many years. Among the 72 secret arts of the Xian family, he is particularly interested in the 72 magical powers of change. I think I have gained a little experience in practice. I wonder if I can have the honor to sit with Chi Xianjun today and discuss the Tao?"

He raised his sleeves, and the sleeve robe passed silently across his face.In the next breath, he has changed from middle-aged to an old man with white hair and beard.

He has a childlike face with white hair, sharp and hale eyes, and has an air of immortality.

The proficient disguise technique has reached its peak.

Even Chi Si couldn't help but stare blankly.

The old man sat down in front of Chi Si and stroked his beard with one hand: "I don't know if Immortal Chi has ever practiced 72 supernatural powers of transformation? Can you give me some pointers?"

"I won't. I have such a beautiful face, do I still need to change my appearance?"

"What Chi Xianjun said is true. There is only one immortal in this world with such an alluring appearance." The old man waved his sleeves again, and the spotless white sleeves rippled and fluttered without wind.

But in the blink of an eye, the wide sleeves slipped off, and the previous person turned into Chi Si's own appearance, and even his voice was exactly the same as his.

"It's no wonder that my family, Aji, lost his mind because of the fascination of the fairy king. His eyes are full of mountains and rivers, but he is trapped in the morning mist."

From the very beginning when Qi Ji started, he stood with downcast eyes and remained silent.He stood in the shadow of the floating red wall, like a sword that had not been sharpened, with a cold light and silence, it was very easy for people to ignore his existence.

What I saw in front of me was a face that was exactly the same as my own, and ambiguous shadows floated on the charming and ghostly face, which was indescribably eerie and strange.

A hint of cruelty flashed in Chi's arrogant and flying eyes: "I don't like others to be like me."

The person sitting opposite raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "I've offended you so much, I hope Immortal Chi will not blame you."

At this time, he has instantly changed into Qi Ji's appearance, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and a majestic expression of pale ink and white, so pure and clear that people want to stain him with his own taint.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, and a cold, frosty wind suddenly blew through the airtight room.

The dazzling night pearl light also seemed to be half dimmed.

Chi Si's lips were tightly drawn, the corners of his mouth drooped, and the casual and leisurely smile had completely disappeared from his eyes, turning into a tyrannical sternness.

The owner of the Hermitage Pavilion smiled modestly, politely and gracefully, and changed into Xie Guanhe's appearance in a short while, like a calm mountain after the rain, with a mighty righteousness: "I don't know why Chi Xianjun offered to find me."

If you want something from others, you must be controlled by others, Chi Si restrained his ruthless expression: "Ah Ji doesn't want to leave Beijing."

"It's frosty and cold outside the Great Wall, and the spring breeze doesn't survive. I can't bear Aji to go to the bitter cold borderlands. But he doesn't do his job well, and if he doesn't punish him, he won't be able to convince the public. The Yinyi Pavilion has always been clear about rewards and punishments, and this rule cannot be broken."

The master of Yinyi Pavilion imitated Xie Guanhe's appearance, clasped his fists and cupped his hands: "I hope Xianjun understands our difficulties."

"However," he changed into Lei Wanjun's appearance again, "Immortal Chi knows why Ah Ji was punished. If the immortal Lord is merciful, can you grant me some supernatural powers to transform the world."

"Entering the Tao requires the bones of the Tao. To a person without the bones of the Tao, it is useless for me to give him exercises and swords." Chi Si's face was indifferent, and his bright eyes were brighter than pearls, "But I can help you with things."

Daozang is useless to Yinyi Pavilion.But he himself is of great use to Hermitage Pavilion.

Qi Ji, who stood beside him with lowered eyes and standing silently, was startled suddenly, and raised his eyes to look at him.

The master of the Yinyi Pavilion turned into Qi Meng, looked at him coldly with his phoenix eyes slightly raised, and pondered for a while, as if he was considering this proposal.

The aroma of luxurious smoke is tangy, the fairy smoke is lingering, and the bright night pearl light makes the room look like a fairyland in the sky.

The owner of the Yinyi Pavilion pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "Ah Ji and I have a heart-to-heart relationship with the two duckweeds. If there is a law of duality, I will not let him leave the capital. Xianjun Chi understands the righteousness and is willing to come down to the world to help the Yinyi Pavilion It is our good fortune to escape from the sea of ​​suffering and attain Taoism and immortality."

"so……"

"Aji's transfer order will not be implemented for the time being. But Chi Xianjun has to complete a mundane task for us in the near future, so that we can suppress other people's dissatisfaction."

"Okay. It's a word."

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The author has something to say:

* "Crying Li Shangyin"

It has been mentioned in many places before.Both the emperor and the common people were superstitious, and there were many people pretending to be gods.

This is how the world is... It's normal for the fourth child to be misunderstood.

Before falling off the horse, spells cannot be used.

Until the horse falls, it will be regarded as a false god.