Time passed quickly, and it took a month and a half to finally arrive in the capital.

Lu Fan is suspended as a national teacher, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, but he still receives a high salary, and his eyes are hot for a while.

All the national teachers have always lived in Si Tiantai, and Si Tiantai has a nine-story tower, and the ninth floor is where he lives.

Each floor of the nine-story tower is huge, even the ninth.

The furnace of the melting deed was left by the previous national teacher, that is, Lu Fanhang's master.

The three of them entered the nine-story tower, Wuzheng guarded the first floor, and Ying Qi followed Lu Fan to the ninth floor.

Lu Fan held her hand and thought in pieces: "From the outside world, it seems that the tower has nine floors, but outsiders can only go up to the eighth floor at most. ”

And the prerequisite for entering the tower is to get his permission.

Even then, they could only go up to the eighth floor.

Maki Qi couldn't help but look sideways and asked, "Why?" ”

"The eighth floor was set up by the master, except for me, after going up to the eighth floor, the stairs leading to the ninth floor are gone, and after the deed, you can also enter and exit the ninth floor at will, but not before that."

Ju Qi bowed slightly, it turned out to be like this.

However, this made her more curious about Lu Fanhang's master.

In such a martial arts world, his master is almost a person from another dimension, and the painting style is completely different!

The two of them went up to the eighth floor, and sure enough, there was no staircase leading to the ninth floor.

After all, everyone else is practicing martial arts, even if it is Lu Fanhang, but she feels that Lu Fanhang's master is not shallow.

Ying Qi suddenly had a question in his heart, so he said, "Can't you go up to the ninth layer directly with light skills?" ”

Lu Fan smiled and shook his head: "You try?" ”

Seeing the smile on the corner of his lips, Ju Qi suddenly became playful, there is a window on the ninth floor, since there is a window, it should be able to use light skills to go up.

Thinking of this, she ran downstairs.

Wuzheng saw her come down, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Is it already alright?" ”

Ying Qi glanced at him with a grin: "No, let's do an experiment." ”

Su Wuzheng understood what she was going to do, and after enduring it for a while, he couldn't help but say, "Miss Song, it's useless, you're not the first person to try." ”

Think about the years that he has followed his master, there have been many royal families.

Among them, there are the current emperors, and there are also kings who help the emperor clean up the mess and wipe his butt all the year round.

In short, no.

The wind was born under the feet of the seven feet, and with a volley, he stepped on the cornices of each floor and went to the ninth floor.

The ninth floor was in front of her, she landed steadily on the tiles, pushed open the window and jumped in, and saw Lu Fan looking at her with a smile.

Ying Qi was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised his head: "Did you run to the ninth floor to lie to me?" ”

Lu Fan shouted that he was wronged, and Ying Qi also knew that it was not, she was just talkative.

This time she obediently followed Lu Fan's side, he stood next to the eighth floor of the staircase, put his palm on the groove of the staircase handrail, and in a moment, a staircase appeared in front of Mu Qi's eyes out of thin air.

He beckoned to her, and she walked over to him.

Lu Fan took Ju Qi's hand, and the two went up to the ninth floor together.

The ninth floor is very large, with Lu Fan's bedroom, his study, and a door with a lock on it.

Lu Fan rolled his eyes to look at her: "You can't regret it if you go in." ”

Ju Qi nodded with a smile and urged, "You hurry up." ”

On the way back, his face was as white as paper, his hands and feet were cold, and he coughed up blood more and more frequently.

Lu Fan hung over to a large potted plant next to the stairs, took out a key from underneath, and opened the door.

There was no light in the house, Lu Fan hung a candle, immediately lit a handful of incense, knelt respectfully in front of the incense table, and silently recited something in his mouth.

Ying Qi looked at the furnishings around, but when she looked at the painting in front of the incense case, the whole person seemed to have been hit hard with a muffled sound.

Lu Fan hung the long incense stick in the incense burner, and then put the yellow paper with his real eight characters written on it, as well as her eight characters, into the furnace together.

"If so, what's wrong?"

When he turned around, he saw her stunned expression, as if she was out of the sky.

Ying Qi tugged at the corners of his mouth: "It's okay, it may be stuffy." ”

She walked up to him, "Hurry up and melt the deed." ”

Although Lu Fan had doubts in his heart, he still proceeded according to the procedure of the deed.

Because once the deed starts, it can't be stopped, otherwise she will be backlashed.

Dripping blood, burning the stove, burning incense, bowing, and reciting words, after this series of processes, Maki Qi only felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Lu Fan picked her up horizontally and walked out.

Ying Qi fell asleep deeply, and his dream was very chaotic, as if a lifetime had passed.

Lu Fan sat beside the bed, quietly guarding her.

When Ying Qi woke up again, it was already late at night, Lu Fan was hanging on the bedpost, his eyes were closed, and he was not sleeping very well.

She only moved slightly, and he was awakened.

"You're awake." He hurriedly said, "Are you okay?" ”

Ying Qi nodded a little weakly: "It's just a little tired, and nothing else is a big deal." ”

"You've slept all day, get up and get something to eat."

Ying Qi was a little surprised, she looked at the sky outside the window, and thought that she had only slept for two or three hours.

No wonder I'm so hungry.

Wuzheng brought the food to the eighth floor, and Lu Fanhang went down to serve it himself.

Holding the soup pool in his hand, gently blowing the steaming white porridge, he remembered the painting he had seen in the secret room.

"That painting in the secret room, is it your master?"

Lu Fan hung the soup pool with white porridge to her lips: "Yes." ”

Ying Qi lowered his eyes and said quietly: "What kind of person is he?" ”

Lu Fan stared and recalled: "Master, in my heart, he seems to have never been old, in fact, you see that my appearance is already one in ten thousand. ”

He said this justifiably, without the slightest embarrassment.

"But the master's appearance is far above mine, his countenance, that painting does not even reflect one ten-thousandth, after I was adopted by him, until he died twenty years, he never aged."

"What else?" Maki ate the porridge he fed him in one bite. Subconsciously asked.

"The master is very good to me, but I always feel that the master is very distant from me."

Lu Fan recalled the past, and his expression was a little trance-like.

Ying Qi lowered his eyes and said, "Your master, what's your name?" ”

"My master...... In fact, no one knew what his name was, and he never said it, but everyone respectfully called him Qingxuan Daoist. Lu Fan couldn't help but shake his head.

When he was young, he naturally had the courage to ask.

To this day, he still remembers that the master just glanced at him lightly: "When you should know, you will always know." ”

Ying Qi pursed her lips, her fingertips trembled a little, no wonder she was so.

It's because the person on that painting is Uncle Nine!