"Auntie."

"Hello Headmaster."

……

When a few people looked back, they saw the beautiful vice principal with a calm face, Ren Yun and Lou Kelan subconsciously let go of the boy's arm and screamed weakly. Lou Kelan was even more uneasy, she was not the niece of the principal, and she had a natural fear of teachers, let alone the principal.

When the rest of the students saw the principal coming, they immediately looked away, but they glanced over from time to time to observe the progress of the matter.

"Hello principal, I'm going to get the books."

Naturally, Li Zhiqiu went straight to the podium to get the textbook, but he knew that it would be more troublesome for him to stay any longer.

"You two come with me."

Slightly annoyed and glancing at the boy who left, Liu Wei said to the two beautiful girls who bowed their heads, if you don't beat it again, it will really be in trouble if it reaches the ears of other school leaders.

I don't know what the beautiful principal and the two beautiful girls said, at least in the next few days, Li Zhiqiu felt a little quieter in his ears, but when it came to evening self-study, several beautiful girls still sat beside him.

Keeping his original promise, Li Zhiqiu did not resist, and explained the knowledge of textbooks to several beautiful girls at a glance. Of course, the tutor who went to the secretary's house on the weekend was temporarily put down, and Ren Yun didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of resentment, which made Li Zhiqiu feel pain every time he saw it.

The time slowly entered April, Li Zhiqiu asked the principal for a week off, and rushed to Hangzhou on the afternoon of April Fool's Day......

"Have you found out the whereabouts of that foreigner?"

Sitting in the café, looking at the snow-covered landscape of West Lake, Li Zhiqiu asked softly.

"Back to the minister, Byrd. Morse had already entered the country from Hangzhou in the early hours of this morning, rented a car, and now entered the territory of northern Anhui Province. ”

Although he didn't know why the minister would pay attention to the whereabouts of an ordinary Englishman, Ji Xiang didn't ask any reason, he just needed to do his part. If he is lucky enough to enter the eyes of this deputy minister and step into the realm of cultivating immortals, Ji Xiang will be grateful to his ancestors for their protection.

"Well, don't let the other party find out."

After taking a sip of coffee, Li Zhiqiu told him uneasily, he didn't want to disrupt the trajectory of the other party's fate because of external factors.

"The minister is assured that we did not send anyone to follow the other party, and we tracked the other party's whereabouts based on the monitoring along the way."

After receiving Li Zhiqiu's instructions, Ji Xiang considered all the factors and would definitely not let anything interfere with the monitoring of that foreigner.

"Not bad."

Regarding Ji Xiang's caution, Li Zhiqiu nodded approvingly.

Without disturbing Li Zhiqiu's Yaxing, Ji Xiang walked out of the café, picked up the phone and ordered in a deep voice: "Contact Minister Hu of Northern Anhui Province, and I will mobilize all the monitoring equipment in Northern Anhui Province." ”

At this time, Ji Xiang was not a low-voiced member of the Dao League, but the deputy director of the Nanjiang Provincial National Security Department, a serious deputy department-level cadre.

Turning the cup in his hand, Li Zhiqiu's mood fluctuated.

It's almost time to change your fate, and everything will be revealed in a few days, whether it's loss or hope.

"Greater China, that lalalala......"

Humming a half-baked Chinese song, Byrd. Morse excitedly drove down the highway.

A veteran chemist and historian, Beard. Morse is also well-known in British academic circles, but as a result, he also suffered an unwarranted disaster. At a chance banquet, Beard becomes a vampire, and instead of fear, he is excited to have eternal life and more time for his own scientific research.

But the good times didn't last long, and Byrd soon realized how ridiculous his original fantasy was. Vampires have a long life, but it is impossible not to pay a price, the first one is to live by sucking blood. As he learns more about vampires, he learns that vampires' lives are not eternal, and that low-level vampires only have a hundred years longer than ordinary people's lives, and that the only way to have a longer life is to keep progressing.

And to advance, constantly sucking blood is the only option.

Not wanting to be a monster that sucks blood for a living, and not wanting to have his life just over two hundred years, Beard began to research ways to crack it. Not to mention, after Byrd's unremitting efforts and several years, he finally found traces of a method in an ancient Chinese document.

Bird, who gradually integrated into the vampire race, of course, knew Huaxia's taboos, and for the sake of his ideals, he went headlong into the laboratory.

The hard work paid off, and it took Bird more than a year to research a potion that could neutralize the power of the Yin surname in his body and restore the state of ordinary people for a period of time.

Even if that potion restores the vampire to a normal state and makes all the vampire's abilities disappear, but Beard's research results definitely open a new era of vampires, but it is a pity that his invention is only so that he can enter the territory of China safely and find that ethereal method.

After making all the preparations, Baide entered the territory of China alone, and according to the records of ancient documents, he drove towards the Yellow Mountain with great interest.

Entering the country safely gave Bird full of confidence, but he didn't know that his own whereabouts had fallen into the eyes of others, and what awaited him might not be hope but despair.

"Zhiqiu, you also want to go to Huangshan?"

Knowing that Li Zhiqiu had come to Hangzhou, Qin Ziyi couldn't wait to make a phone call and asked excitedly.

"Sister Qin, how do you know?"

didn't expect his purpose to be known by the other party, Li Zhiqiu was shocked, and thought that what he had ordered Ji Xiang to do was discovered.

"The entire immortal cultivation world is running to Huangshan, and you, a student, went to Hangzhou on Tuesday, where do I not know."

Regarding Li Zhiqiu's question, Qin Ziyi said with disdain.

"What, the people of the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

Listening to Qin Ziyi's words, Li Zhiqiu was really stunned.

"Why, you don't know?"

"Sister Qin, wait a minute, where are you now, I'll go look for you."

Wanting to figure out the current situation, Li Zhiqiu said a few words, and walked quickly towards the Huguangge community not far away.

Coming to a quiet villa in the Huguang Pavilion, Li Zhiqiu saw the two beauties sitting there drinking tea, Bai Susu was still wearing a white dress, like a fairy in the Nine Heavens, Qin Ziyi had a faint smile on her face, looking quiet and graceful, and she was lively.

"Zhiqiu, come and drink the tea I made."

As soon as Qin Ziyi spoke, the beautiful impression in Li Zhiqiu's mind was instantly shattered, but at this time, the beauty with a mischievous smile on her face was more real and friendly.

"Yes, I didn't expect Sister Qin's skills in making tea to be a must."

Closing his eyes and reminiscing for a moment, Li Zhiqiu did not hesitate to praise himself. What he said was not a lie, in the churning white mist of tea, with a faint aura, it was thought that this powerful beauty used spiritual power. If ordinary people drink such tea, it will definitely prolong life, in other words, this tea is not ordinary.

"That's it."

Hearing Li Zhiqiu's praise, Qin Ziyi tilted her chin proudly.

"Zhiqiu, you also want to rush to Huangshan?"

Without striking at her sister's pride, Bai Susu asked softly, her voice was soft and penetrating, making people unconsciously quiet.

"Hmm."

Nodding, Li Zhiqiu looked at the fairy in front of him who seemed to have come out of a painting, but there was no turmoil in his heart, maybe the holiness faintly revealed by the other party made it impossible to have blasphemy thoughts.

"Otherwise, Zhiqiu will go with us."

Qin Ziyi, who was sitting on the side, interjected coldly.

"Two sisters, can you tell me what happened in Huangshan?"

did not directly answer Qin Ziyi's words, Li Zhiqiu was still a little confused at this time, and asked his doubts.

"Well, I'll tell you......"

Qin Ziyi was very active in preaching this kind of thing, and after hearing Li Zhiqiu's question, she immediately said the matter of Huangshan.

I don't know when, there was a rumor in the world of cultivating immortals: on the third day of March, the dragon raised its head; The Yellow Mountain collapsed, and the treasure appeared.

Not long ago, the political axe of northern Anhui Province also announced a plan, that is, on the third day of the third month of March, a ceremony to worship the Yellow Emperor was held in front of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum at the foot of the Yellow Mountain. Although everything in the world is just a mirror in the eyes of the monks, this thing is too coincidental, and some people even rumor that the treasure is in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, and it takes the luck of the human race to be born.

The correspondence between the two confirms the possible surname of the treasure unearthed. Those scattered cultivators who did not have the protection of the sect moved when they heard the news, hoping to obtain treasures by virtue of their own chances, so that they could reach a higher level.

Speaking of this, Qin Ziyi paused, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.

"That's all."

Listening to these unreliable rumors, Li Zhiqiu would not think that the two powerful beauty masters in front of him would go to Huangshan to join in the fun. Those monks who have no foundation may go all out because of a little hope, but Bai Susu and Qin Ziyi are definitely not comparable to casual cultivation, and their strength is still above his beautiful lady.

"Oops, I didn't expect it to fool you."

Seeing Li Zhiqiu's question, Qin Ziyi put down the teacup with a small pout, and continued: "This time I went to Huangshan, and the two seven sects also sent masters from the sect. The reason why they gathered in Huangshan was that they were sure that there was a treasure born on the third day of March, which was said by a true person who was unique in the art of measuring in the world of cultivating immortals. It's just that for some reason, this matter has spread so much in the immortal cultivation world that even casual cultivation knows about it. ”

"Knowing your fate?"

Hearing this name, Li Zhiqiu frowned, and his mind turned quickly, and he searched for this road number.

When teaching him the common knowledge of the immortal cultivation world, Ge Tianlan once explained to Li Zhiqiu in detail about the celebrities in the immortal cultivation world, and Zhiming Zhenren was one of them.

Knowing fate and knowing fate, knowing the destiny of heaven before becoming an immortal. If you can use the Jindan period of cultivation to obtain the title of 'real person' that can only be named by the master of the Dacheng period, the real person who knows his fate is the only one in the world of cultivating immortals. The reason why the true person who knows his fate can be famous in the immortal cultivation world and make the two seven sects respect him is because he can predict the heavenly opportunity.

Since more than 1,000 years ago, the heavens were chaotic, and the immortals were forever separated, and no one could predict the heavens. Once a monk forcibly rehearses the Heavenly Machine, the cultivation will fall sharply, and the soul will be destroyed at the worst. And this law was not broken until the appearance of the real person who knew his fate.

It is rumored that the true person who knows his fate has been inherited from the ancients, and can know the past and the future, the past and the future. The cultivators only laughed at this, but the attitude of the two seven sects towards them was real, and it also made the monks respect him. It's a pity that the whereabouts of the real person who knew his fate were hidden, which made many thoughtful monks sigh. (To be continued.) )