Heaven's Formula

"A young and energetic girl next door." Ning Wanjun shrugged, "Shall I introduce one for you?"

"It sounds like you know a lot of girls like this. No... why did you suddenly bring up this topic?" Xia Fan recalled.

"I am afraid that the only one who can talk to me like this is a lawless listener like you, so what's wrong with talking about it?" Ning Wanjun said in a relaxed tone, "You have also reached the age of starting a family, right? ? I heard that once you have a family, it’s hard to run around. Or...do you already have someone you like?"

Do you like someone...

Xia Fan subconsciously slowed down.

Seeing his expression, Ning Wanjun felt a strange feeling in her heart, which made her suddenly not want to continue talking about this topic, "Forget it, since you don't mean it yet, just pretend I didn't say it."

"Your Highness..." Qiuyue glanced at the princess in surprise.

"There are still many things in the villa waiting for me to go back to deal with. I will take a step first, and I will leave the finishing work of the school to you." Ning Wanjun waved his hand and led the guards away from the Privy Council Mansion.

Why did you suddenly leave in the middle of the conversation?Xia Fan rubbed his head, turned around and walked towards the student who was still lying on the ground panting.

Afterwards, dinner was arranged, and questions from relatives of the students were answered. After all this work was over, it was almost evening.

Judging from the overwhelming excitement of most of the bystanders, he knew that the first day of classes at the Academy would be enough to make waves in the city.

Presumably in the next few months or even half a year, the Bureau School, which is open to all school-age children, will become the hottest topic on the streets, and it will gradually become one of the iconic symbols of Jinxia City in the future.

When the crowd in the mansion had dispersed, Fang Xiandao came over and stopped him, "Xia Fan, you actually deceived me."

Wait, what's the opening line, "Do I have one?"

"You took those books as an exchange, in exchange for Qianzhi to make ice for you. I thought it was some kind of secret record that would not be passed on to the outside world, but I didn't expect you to treat it as an enlightenment teaching and teach it publicly in front of these people."

"If the divination doesn't work...it's not normal for the young master to be cheated——ah."

In the middle of Qianzhi's speech, Fang Xiandao held his head and forcibly closed his mouth.

"I never said they were secret records, did I? And they are indeed a prerequisite for understanding the electromagnetic shock technique." Xia Fan spread his hands, "I don't know where to start with deception?"

Fang Xiandao sighed, obviously feeling cheated, but he didn't have much resentment in his heart.Of course, there is a reason why I miscalculated its external rarity through the content of the book, but the more important thing is that the other party can treat it as an introductory course in the school and tell it in front of hundreds of people-and realize this knowledge I'm afraid there is not even half of a person who is worth a lot of money.

No wonder the hexagram does not work for him.

There is probably only Jinxia City in the world who behaves like this without rules.

"Even if you are right. But since there is first-level arithmetic, there must be higher-level content behind it, right? Especially the introduction to probability that you gave me last time."

"Yes, but..." Xia Fan said deliberately.To be honest, it’s okay to let him recall some basic knowledge, the more he goes up, the less he can remember, and basically he can only recall some fragments in high school.But if he doesn't say it, who will know?According to the advancement speed of the course, this is all a few years later.

"Do you still want the living dead?" Fang Xiandao lowered his voice suddenly, "I have communicated with the Fang Family Mansion, and now they have sent a living dead—the one who stood up during your lecture."

Xia Fan looked past Fang Xiandao and looked behind him. The black-haired girl was waiting not far away. The setting sun shot from above the courtyard wall, casting a layer of gold along the outline of half of her body.This calm appearance reminds people of a dusty picture scroll.

"Is she the living dead sent to me by the Fang family?"

"You have a good idea." Fang Xiandao snorted, "Listen clearly, this person's name is Qianyan, and she has an extraordinary status in the Fang family. She must have come to Jinxia for the purpose of censorship. The Fang family already has many You have not sent the living dead outside in the past year, whether you can get the approval of the old lady depends on her opinion in all likelihood."

"Well... this is quite a prudent approach." Xia Fan nodded.

"Let me remind you one more thing, don't try to lie in front of Qianyan, or show contempt."

"You don't want to say, she can read minds, do you?"

"That's not true, but there are rumors in the family that because she has lived so long, she has already read people's hearts - anyone who is under her scrutiny is no different from a blank sheet of paper." Fang Xiandao's tone seemed to be enjoying a good show Usually, "In short, I have already brought it, and then it's up to you."

Chapter 244 The Wild "Listener"

Such a formal meeting obviously cannot be discussed in the square, Xia Fan led everyone into the lobby of the headquarters, and made a honey matcha shaved ice with Qianzhi on the spot.

"Well, not bad." Qian Yan calmly tasted it and nodded in appreciation, "The ingenious fusion of several flavors will not obscure each other's characteristics, even if it is a tribute, it is qualified."

This is the big guy who has lived for hundreds of years?Xia Fan thought to himself, compared to Qian Zhi who wanted to add another bowl after eating, he really had a different demeanor.

"My name is Qianyan." She put down the bowl and spoon, got up and bowed, "I'm from the Fang family in Lingzhou, and I'm a living dead. Fang Xiandao should have introduced me before."

He also replied briefly, "The Prime Minister of the Jinxia Privy Council, Xia Fan."

"Well. As far as the alchemist itself is concerned, you haven't lost your foundation." Qian Yan looked him up and down a few times, "As far as the level of this era is concerned, it is worthy of praise."

"What do you mean?" Xia Fan asked curiously.

"She means that you are full of breath and have been trained for a long time." Fang Xiandao added in a low voice.

"It's not just that simple. At Mr. Xia's age, if he wants to have such a level of sense of qi, he probably spends time practicing every day from the beginning of the sense of qi, without interruption for more than ten years." Qian Yan said slowly, "This at least shows one point, Xia Mr. is a very self-disciplined person, even though he is in a high position now, he is not immediately intoxicated by power and women."

Xia Fan couldn't help but blush.

I don't know if playing with Li's tail is considered obsession.

And he found that after he cultivated to a certain level, it basically became an instinct, similar to breathing.So the form is not important, whether it is being trained by Li Te or enjoying the knee pillow, the inclusion of Qi will not be delayed.

But on the surface he won't reveal any flaws, "Isn't every alchemist like this?"

"How is it possible? Alchemists are also human beings, and they will have the same desires as humans." Qian Yan said without hesitation, "During the time when the Yongguo still existed, those who sensed Qi were always thinking about improving their own strength to deal with possible problems. An outbreak of crisis. But now, wars and evil disasters are gone, and alchemists don't have such a strong sense of urgency to improve themselves. Could it be that you haven't noticed that your ability to cast spells is already far above your peers ?"

Xia Fan noticed the word "crisis" in her words, "You mean...Yongguo was also facing a major crisis?"

"Of course. Or the crisis has never been resolved."

"Can you elaborate?"

"Information is not something you can get in exchange for a bowl of iced food. And knowing too much about it will not do you any good except increase your worries." Qian Yan crossed his arms, "Come back to the topic, Mr. Xia, why are you So obsessed with the living dead of the Fang family? I thought you were out of a bad habit, but now it doesn't seem to be the case. Let me make it clear, not all the living dead are as talkative as Qianzhi .”

The little girl on the side nodded sharply.

"I've seen the living dead who are different from Qianzhi." Xia Fan said in the most sincere tone, "In fact, I have a plan that requires a lot of ice. This job is suitable for the living dead, so I just I mentioned it to Fang Xiandao. Of course, what I want is not a living dead. The more the number, the better. In addition, this is not unpaid work. The Bureau will pay them salaries, as well as corresponding holidays and welfare subsidies. "

Qianyan blinked, but said nothing.

Xia Fan also fell silent, waiting for the other party's response.

The two stared at each other for a long time before Qian Yan felt that something was wrong, "...and then?"

"What then? That's why."

"You just want artificial ice?"

"Can't it? Anyway, it's not bad for the living dead to use more natural spells, right?"

"Of course there is no harm, but this is not the point—" Qian Yan felt a little confused for a moment, "The reason why you are obsessed with the living dead is because we can easily generate ice? What can be done with saltpeter—"

"I need a huge amount of ice cubes, and I need a lot of them every day," Xia Fan corrected. "Nitre cannot fill this gap. Only magic can do it."

"Well, just take it as one of the reasons, and you have no other plans?"

"Uh... what else can I draw?"

This sentence is a thousand words. The most unique thing about the living dead is that they have a strong fighting ability, and it is difficult to really die. Use the lost army.

If that's the case, Qian Yan isn't too worried. What she really cares about is the relationship between the other party and the Privy Council—they are already in charge at such a young age, and there may be some important person behind them.If the Privy Council wants to attract the attention of the living dead, it must be extremely vigilant.

This is also the reason why the current Patriarch asked her to come to Jinxia to find out.

Fang Xiandao has no experience, but Qianzhi is too naive.

Only she can judge.

However, Qianyan never expected that the other party just wanted a lot of ice.

She tried to find a trace of concealment or deliberately playing stupid emotions from Xia Fan's expression, but she still found nothing.

After hesitating for a moment, Qian Yan decided to go straight to the point—"Isn't it for the fairy art?"

If it is related to the Privy Council, it must be inseparable from the matter of immortality. She suddenly brought up this topic, which might expose the other party's flaws.

"Xianshu... what is that?" Xia Fan frowned.

"You haven't even heard of fairy art?" Qian Yan was also surprised. Doesn't this mean that the other party is not even a high-level figure in the Privy Council?

"Should I know about it?" Xia Fan pondered for a while, "The living dead are related to fairy art?"

"No... nothing." Qian Yan suddenly didn't know how to probe further.Although her basis for judging people is not alchemy, it is more accurate than alchemy to a certain extent.Because a spell can be interfered or cracked by another spell, but expressions, body details, and the flow of breath are difficult to be reversed by will.Even if a person is always expressionless and calm, she can still catch the slightest incongruity - after all, an unchanging expression is a kind of camouflage.

However, after asking all the way, that incongruity has never appeared on the other party.

Only muddy water needs insight.

If there is a basin of clear water in front of her, no matter how wide her eyes are, what clues can she see?

Qian Yan simply changed the subject, "Where did you learn from the knowledge you were taught in school?"

"No one has taught me." Although Xia Fan really wanted to know the details of the fairy art, he didn't want to miss the living dead. "They have been imprinted in my mind from the very beginning."

"Do you want to say that you are a listener?"

The moment Qianyan uttered this sentence, Xia Fan saw a trace of surprise in his eyes - he obviously knew the meaning of this word.

"Where... did you hear that word?"

"It's no secret that I used to listen." Qian Yan frowned slightly, and a conflicted feeling came to his mind, as if something had been missed by him. "It seems that the reason for your rapid promotion is this..."

"The Privy Council doesn't know about this at all, and you'd better not bring up this word casually." Xia Fan glanced at Fang Xiandao and Qianzhi who were at a loss, "I heard that once the Privy Council finds out, everyone will attract huge attention. Trouble, the end will not be much better than that of monsters."

Qian Yan was taken aback when he heard the words.

A flash of lightning flashed across her mind——

She knew where that sense of contradiction came from!

As a listener, he actually knew nothing about fairy arts.This means that Xia Fan is not only a wild listener, but also always conceals his identity from the Privy Council!

Even if the person in front of him is Fu Cheng, he is not in the same boat as the Privy Council.

Chapter 245 Immortal Art and the Way of Heaven

Is that so!

The Privy Council unexpectedly missed a listener, and it was right under their noses.

Qian Yan suddenly used a gentle tone, "If the living dead came to Jinxia City, the Privy Council took the opportunity to attack you and asked you to hand over all the living dead, what would you do?"

"This...Master Qianyan," Fang Xiandao coughed, "It seems inappropriate for you to ask Fu Cheng such a question?"

"Of course not." Xia Fan replied directly, "Since I invited you here, I will naturally be responsible to you. Even if a living dead violates the law, it should be tried by the Jinxia Affairs Bureau."

The more Qian Yan looked at the other party, the more satisfied he became, "I wonder if Mr. Xia is married?"

"Pfft—" Fang Xiandao and Xia Fan were both choked.

Especially the latter.

Why is this question asked twice in one day?Is today a special day?

Xia Fan wiped the corner of his mouth, "Uh...Although I'm not married, I haven't considered this issue yet."

"Really? If there is, remember to tell me."

Qian Yan glanced at the eldest disciple, Fang Yanni already had her own heart, but there are still many girls among the [-]th and [-]th generation disciples of the Fang family to choose from. No matter what era, marriage is always the fastest way to shorten the distance between the two parties s method.

"Master Qianyan, why are you mentioning this at this time...it's too rude," Fang Yanni said anxiously.

"Just asking by the way." She waved her hand, indicating that she knew how to measure, "Since I heard a lot of interesting news from Mr. Xia today, let me give back a little bit. Do you know why the Privy Council is trying to follow the listener? ?”

"Because...will lead to the subjugation of the country?" Xia Fan replied using the princess's rhetoric.

"Of course not. Let's not talk about Yongguo first. Even the current Daqi should have listeners other than you. But the court is still doing well, and it won't disappear just because of one or two listeners." Qian Yan He leaned back in his chair, "The reason why the Privy Council concealed the information is to make it easier for the listeners to expose it—because most alchemists don't know about this matter, it is naturally difficult to take precautions."

"What about after exposure?"

"You will be arrested by a team consisting of two green swords, two guards, and several fifth-rank alchemists. This is the experience gained during the Yongguo period—although the official titles are different, the overall strength is roughly the same."

"Two green swords?" Xia Fan said in shock, "Is this bigger than the battle against evil spirits?"

"No one is afraid of evil spirits." Qianyan chuckled, "I have also arrested a listener who resisted King Yong with Fang's family. Even if there are two green swords sitting in the town, it is not a sure chance of victory. In the end, one person died and the other Only at the cost of injury did he kill the listener."

Is the original listener so strong?

Xia Fan thought to himself, after all, he had never seen Luo Qingqing fighting with all his might.

"Why?" Fang Xiandao couldn't help but asked, "Isn't the listener also an alchemist?"

"But they got incredible spells. At that time, people called this spell magic." Qian Yan glanced at Xia Fan, "Besides, not every listener will get magic spells, and there are some like you, Someone who hears some kind of secret, lore, or an incomprehensible whisper. But such people are usually less harmful and much less documented."

"...Why did the Privy Council arrest the Listener?" Xia Fan was puzzled.

"Naturally, it is for fairy art. Generally speaking, this kind of art is directly imprinted in the mind, and it is extremely difficult to pass it on to others. However, in the last ten years of Yongguo, this obstacle has been broken through. With the help of the power of chaos, alchemists It is possible to transfer the consciousness containing the spell, at the cost of the previous owner's life." Qian Yan said slowly, "Although I don't know if the current Privy Council is also inheriting this method, but considering the power of the spell, they It’s not surprising that you want to bring it back to the government.”

Xia Fan originally wanted to ask if this matter could not be discussed, but he soon realized that this was a wall of suspicion.Because if the listener is to be exposed as soon as possible, the information must be limited; and the opacity of the information will definitely lead to mistrust.Unless the Privy Council adopts a laissez-faire attitude towards the owner of the fairy art, the suspicion between them will be difficult to break.

"It turns out that there is such a reason behind it." Xia Fan let out a sigh of relief.Ning Wanjun also knew about the listener, but he didn't know why the Privy Council wanted to control the listener. Now he finally had a general outline in his mind.As expected of a living dead whose memory has never been interrupted, it can be called a walking history book. "Didn't Yongguo's control over listeners be so strict before? It sounds like this content seemed to be common sense a hundred years ago."

"Common sense is not counted, but after serving in the court for a long time, you can basically inquire about it. After all, King Yong himself is a powerful listener. It is rumored that the secret records he has mastered can even fill a treasure house. Of course, there is no need for other listeners. So afraid." Qian Yan curled his lips, "It's a pity that after his dynasty collapsed, these secret records have disappeared."