Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Pei Xiuyi's voice suddenly changed direction: "I'm sorry...Three times. I'll think about it, I'll think about it."

Xie Huaian: "?"

He wanted to maintain his solemn mood a little longer.

For some reason, Hong Yao spoke in a dandy tone, as if he was really a fool who spends a lot of money on beauties.

"Make a decision early and arrange it as soon as possible. It's too cold in this cave, and the immortal master can't stay for long."

Pei Xiuyi smirked and responded, "Your Majesty is so majestic."

"Worshiping the holy stone is of course possible, but it also depends on the time. If someone worships the holy stone when His Majesty is leaving the palace or the celestial master is leaving the capital, the Xuanji Pavilion will have to be searched by the guards. At this juncture, both Zhan, forgive me. If Your Majesty wants to have a tryst with a newcomer, Zhaoge is a good place to go everywhere."

"Pei Jue, take a good look at people." Hong Yao called his name in a smooth voice.

"I just watched it..." Pei Xiuyi rested her forehead with her hand, and glanced at Xie Huai'an showing disgust, "Forgive me, Your Majesty, I lost my composure."

Don't mention me, Xie Huai'an shrinks his head.

Obviously, Hong Yao had some unpleasantness with this Pavilion Master Pei.Pavilion Master Pei probably saw that the lower half of his face was not bad, and thought that Hong Yao had found a new lover and brought him here for a date.

And Hong Yao's tone seems to be provocative... Forget it, no matter what he is planning, what does it have to do with my magic stick Xie Huai'an?

Hong Yao's words are correct, the cave is a bit cold, and he also wants to go out early.

Xie Huai'an smiled and said: "Your Majesty, may I say a word? Pavilion Master Pei may have misunderstood me."

After he finished speaking, he continued without waiting for Hong Yao's permission: "Thanks to Your Majesty for calling me an immortal teacher, I naturally have some insignificant abilities. Pavilion Master Pei might as well see it before making a decision."

"Do you want to burn paper and draw talismans in Qianbei Cave? Did your Majesty tell you where this is before coming down?"

"It's because I told you that I want to ask the pavilion master to be a witness, otherwise I won't say a word to the arrogant person." Xie Huai'an pushed back softly.

Pei Xiuyi's phoenix eyes widened.

Hong Yao said slowly: "Sir, save your strength for the solar eclipse. Master Pei is busy with affairs, let him wake up for a while."

Pei Xiuyi stood up suddenly, and lost her hypocritical smirk: "A solar eclipse?"

Xie Huaian smiled: "Pavilion Master Pei is also aware of solar eclipses... Dajing will usher in a solar eclipse, within a month."

As expected, the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion had a close relationship with Hong Yao.It's just that his understanding of the solar eclipse should be the same as Hong Yao's. He only knows that it will affect the celestial master. I don't know if someone can use this to eliminate the power of the celestial master.

"Impossible, I remember very clearly. There has been no solar eclipse in Dajing for five years, and even a celestial master would not dare to predict it like this. Where did you know about the solar eclipse? Did you use this to convince His Majesty?"

They were talking on a high platform halfway up the mountain, and their voices would be heard far away if they weren't paying attention.Therefore, when Pei Xiuyi spoke doubtful words, she lowered her volume very softly.

"That's right, just take this..." Xie Huai'an pointed to the sky, and smiled slyly, "There is also God's will. I can count solar eclipses, wind, cloud, thunderstorms, and the stars and moon phases are as simple as eating and drinking in my eyes. .And when the solar eclipse comes, this bloody red light...maybe usher in a day of disappearing."

"Are these enough, Pavilion Master Pei? If you don't believe me, you can ask."

"Immortal Master...what can he be now?" Pei Xiuyi raised an eyebrow.

"The wind and rain within fifteen days." Xie Huai'an secretly lamented that the upgrade of the system was timely.

"What's the use in half a month?" Pei Xiuyi's smirk came back again, "I will also test it, Zhaoge must have rain."

"Pavilion Master Pei misunderstood. I mean, I can accurately calculate the wind and rain weather for the Pavilion Master within [-] days, down to a certain day and a certain hour. It can be anywhere."

Hong Yao said: "The divination is enough."

"Why not?" Xie Huai'an asked.

Hong Yao simply said: "The price..."

Xie Huai'an smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just this one time. Without revealing anything, Pavilion Master Pei still firmly believes that I use my skin to serve people."

At this point, Pei Xiuyi immediately called a disciple wearing copper-rimmed glasses and carrying an abacus to change shifts, and led Hong Yao and Xie Huai'an to a new road out of the mountain. This road is more hidden, and it is the back mountain of Xuanji Pavilion.

At this time, the sun has reached noon, and the sky is red.The grass and trees in the back mountain are scorched black, the narrow plank road winds down, and the cornices of the palace can be seen in the distance.

Xie Huai'an was a little hungry, he touched his stomach without leaving any traces, thankful that he had a snack before coming, and he could hold it for a while.

He was in a relaxed mood, and felt that what he was about to ushered in was simply an open-book exam.

Bu Suan Fengyu sounds absurd, but in his eyes, he just opened the system interface, searched for the location and recorded the weather.

Once this level is over, the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion and the little emperor should be able to take care of what he said about the impending solar eclipse.Maybe the little emperor could completely believe what he said, and stop trying to tempt people around.

Ah... Xie Huai'an suddenly came to his senses.

There is only one question, if there are too many places to ask, I hope these two will take notes on the weather by themselves, he can't write with a brush.

In the back mountain, Xuanji Pavilion is in a certain palace dedicated to nobles to rest.

The round-faced dark guard was holding Zhou Yin's skirt, listening to the boy's scolding with a smile.

Every time Hong Yao came to the main altar, he would take a break and eat here. The dark guards had already prepared hot food and were waiting for people to arrive.

"You've been scolding for almost a long time, are you tired?" the dark guard said, "I'm not trying to kill you, I just want to test whether you are strict with your words, and save your life by the way."

"Bah, let me go, I won't run!" Zhou Yin kicked his legs and glared at the dark guard angrily.

The hidden guard pretended to let go, but Zhou Yin seized the opportunity, tumbling up and running towards the gate of the wide-open hall. Before he could get out of the threshold, a pair of hands wrapped in silk gloves pointed to his chest.

This hand seemed to be light and easy to hide, but in fact it was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Zhou Yin stumbled and looked up in surprise.

The rich man he met while waiting with his classmates walked into the room, his eyes were gloomy like glass, he turned around and helped the man in white with white gauze across the threshold, behind him was a young man in a complicated purple robe.

Two adults, one young man who knows martial arts, the door of this room faces west, jumping down should be...

Zhou Yin leaned on the floor tiles, waiting for an opportunity to run.

The round-faced dark guard lost all his smiles, and moved Zhou Yin to the side like a chicken, and knelt down on one knee: "Your Majesty..."

"It's quite lively..." Hong Yao raised the corners of his lips.

Zhou Yin felt like falling into an ice cave, and touched the place where the small wooden sword was hanging on his waist.

"It's you..." A warm and pleasant voice sounded.

Anyone can hear the joy hidden in these words.Zhou Yin looked at Xie Huai'an who was speaking in astonishment, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Holy Son..." Zhou Yin gritted his teeth, "Are you going to take credit for me? The Zhou family is a small family..."

"Zhou Yin, swallow what you want to say, or your tongue will be pulled out." Hong Yao led Xie Huai'an to sit in the main seat.

The dark guard hurriedly covered the boy's mouth, even so, he still leaked out a vague "dog emperor".

"Your Majesty, why bother to scare people, you and I have bad enough reputation." Pei Xiuyi, who fell behind in thought, stepped into the door, met the young man's disgusting gaze, sighed, and pulled him up from the ground.

"You... look familiar." Pei Xiuyi thought about it.

"The Zhou family in Yangjin, descendants of Zhou Chenggong, a scholar of the Jurisprudence School, passed down the "Ping Fa Jing" in his family. After the Fuguang Great Sacrifice, there is only one branch of the Zhou family left, which is the ancestor of this kid." Hong Yao said.

"If you enter Zhaoge City, you will be one of my people. Zhou Yin, it's just right for you to come today. Be a book boy first, and then I will help you fulfill your father's wish to move to Zhaoge."

"Your Majesty's hands and eyes are open to the sky." Zhou Yin said dryly.

"The Zhou family has been in exile for several generations, and the family's long-cherished wish is for the "Ping Fa Jing" to reappear in the world. If your majesty wants to see it, just cut my stomach open."

The hidden guard closed the door, and Zhou Yin had nowhere to escape.He tidied up his school uniform, straightened his body and prepared to face the unknown storm.

"Work..." The round-faced young man stuffed the inkstone and pen and ink into the young man's hand, and smiled honestly again.

Zhou Yin looked around in amazement, and found that the legendary faint king who indulged in sensuality, and the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion, who betrayed the ancestors' precepts and abandoned literature to go into business, and dealt with dignitaries all day long, had their eyes on the same person at the same time.

Son……

No... Although this blindfolded man is dressed as an alchemist, he is not necessarily the Holy Son.Zhaoge is only taught by the Tiansheng Sect. The emperor doesn't need to come to this wilderness to listen to and chant scriptures. He is still with the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion.Even if Xuanji Pavilion falls again...

No, the Zhou family moved to Zhaoge because they heard that the general altar still had a cultural context.Has Xuanji Pavilion really fallen?

Zhou Yin's thoughts were confused, he held the inkstone and began to grind the ink.

Xie Huai'an said: "Pavilion Master Pei, please."

"If it's not that His Majesty is crazy, then I'm crazy." Pei Xiuyi's voice was erratic, as if he was the one who was going to tell someone's fortune.

"What are we doing? Is it that simple, Master Immortal? Don't you need an auspicious place, or burn incense to take a bath?"

"Governor Pei asks, I answer, that's all." Xie Huai'an smiled.

Sure enough, he was depraved, and the emperor and the master of the Xuanji Pavilion were going to find an alchemist who didn't know which demon sect he belonged to.Zhou Yin laid out the paper with a sad look on his face.

And what he is doing now is to memorize some empty and useless divination techniques, and dream interpretations that do not match the preface and the afterword.After writing it down, it was thrown into the furnace and burned to death just like this piece of gold paper.

Things have come to this, we still have to seize the opportunity...

Pei Xiuyi asked the question very directly: "I will ask all about tomorrow, that is, the will of God on July 14, [-]. The disciples of Xuanji Pavilion are scattered everywhere, and the reply can be sent back that night at the earliest. Immortal master, please listen, Zhaoge, Changqingzi Shi, Shouan, Yangge Yinshi, Xu Ze, Yecheng Chenshi, Xinli, Nandu Sishi..."

Zhou Yin: "..."

What kind of problem is this?

He kept writing, and followed Pei Xiuyi's speaking speed to write down everything in handsome small characters.

Just as he stopped, he heard Xie Huai'an say softly: "Zhou Yin... right? Have you ever written down Pavilion Master Pei's words?"

Zhou Yin replied stiffly: "Remember..."

"Come here, read each place name and time to me again, come one by one, after you finish speaking, I will tell you the weather of tomorrow."

"Yes……"

Zhou Yin also felt that he was crazy, absurdly crazy.

What is he saying?where am I?

Am I on the bare barren mountain, or in front of the throne of the Heavenly Palace, waiting for the gods to instruct what kind of wind and rain should be rained on the world tomorrow?

Zhou Yin approached Xie Huai'an in a daze, and recalled: "Zhaoge, Zishi."

After reading, he fell into a panic, unable to believe that he could get an answer, and looking forward to an answer.

In a daze, he heard Xie Huai'an speak calmly: "Cloudy and sunny..."

"Changqing, Zishi."

"Cloudy to light rain..."

"Shouan, Yinshi..."

"Sunny without fog..."

"Yangge, Yinshi."

"The thunderstorm turned cloudy..."

"... "

Zhou Yin read faster and faster, almost as soon as he asked, Xie Huai'an was able to give an answer immediately.

I didn't pinch my fingers, burn incense, offer sacrifices, just sit on a chair, close my eyes and meditate...

Zhou Yin was sweating profusely halfway through the memory, and seeing that there were still four or five cities left unanswered, Pei Xiuyi held the pen to stop him.

"Let's stop here. Immortal Master has been tired all day. I'll ask my disciples to prepare some good meals and take a good rest. Zhou Yin, follow me later."

Pei Xiuyi took the paper away, pinching it with her fingertips without touching her palm.

His palms were also wet.