"The Maison?"

Ji Zhongyue frowned, and thought for a while, "I don't know about this, but it doesn't seem to be, because there seems to be no pattern to the talents needed by the secret sect, maybe there is one in this family, but there is no more, or there may be several in the family." ”

After he finished speaking, he muttered for a while, "In fact, there are not only people from the Secret Sect in the Spirit Mansion, but there are also some martial arts masters, but it seems that they do not meet the requirements for the inclusion of the Secret Sect, so they are generally just helping the people of the real Secret Sect." ”

Wang Xu nodded, stepped forward, poured Ji Zhongyue a new cup of hot tea, and handed it over.

He was also a little puzzled, how did he feel like a master exterminator with pure blood.

"Whew~"

Ji Zhongyue blew the tea and took a sip gently, "What I just said is relatively accurate news." ”

He put down his teacup and suddenly looked solemn.

"The rest is just speculation......"

Ji Zhongyue hesitated for a moment, "Every year, there are a large number of death row prisoners in the imperial court, and criminals mysteriously disappear, I suspect that these are related to the secret sect. ”

He gritted his teeth, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes, "Not only that, but sometimes there are even a large number of ordinary people who disappear for no reason, I'm afraid that some people are secretly trading with inhuman forces!" ”

"Transaction ......"

Wang Xu thought suspiciously, as far as he knew, the secret sect held a heavy weapon in his hand, and had a powerful power unimaginable to mortals, and he still needed to make a deal with demons and monsters.

Just as he was thinking, Ji Zhongyue continued, "That's why I made up my mind that I would no longer continue to serve in the imperial court, but choose to dismiss and return home."

Okay, that's all I know, this is what I have been in contact with the people of Lingfu a few times because of business, and I am afraid that even Liang Dekuan does not know as much. ”

Wang Xu sighed, and after thanking Ji Zhongyue, he also took a sip of tea.

The study suddenly fell silent, leaving only the curling green smoke lingering between the ink-scented calligraphy and paintings.

In the end, it was Wang Xu who spoke first, "Master Ji, this Spirit Mansion? ”

"Do you want to enter the Spirit Mansion?"

Ji Zhongyue glanced at him in surprise, and then was a little surprised, "You are a martial artist like Qingfan?" ”

"It's not really, it's just that I prefer martial arts, in fact, I came to Nandi this time, on the one hand, to study, and on the other hand, I also want to learn martial arts in Nandi, but I don't have a way."

Wang Xu nodded.

Ji Zhongyue didn't refuse, in fact, going to the Spirit Mansion was also a good errand, but naturally he couldn't let his disciples go in to be a minion, and he had to have a regular official position.

He got up and paced for two laps, and suddenly it occurred to him that this was indeed a good way out, even better than going to the court to fight bloodlessly.

"In this way, Qingyun, you go back first, and I'll take care of it first and pave the way for you."

Ji Zhongyue touched his beard, "You go back and prepare for the quarterly exam first, it's best to have the identity of a talented person." ”

After Wang Xu bowed in response, he prepared to go back first.

Knock knock!

Ji Zhongyue smiled bitterly, "Your master is back......

Before he finished speaking, he heard a 'bang', and the door of the study was slammed open, "What, are you two going to get drunk again today?!" ”

At this time, a graceful woman who still had charm walked in, but she was dissatisfied at the moment.

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

Ji Zhongyue was a little embarrassed, he wanted to stand up and make amends, but he couldn't give up his face, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

"Mother, drink a little, how can a man not drink."

A handsome woman with a bell tied to her wrist then walked in, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she said with a big grin: "Besides, I heard the eldest sister say that it is not because my father can drink wine that I met my mother through drinking flower wine, and this wine is still a favorite thing for the two of you." ”

Syllable!

The graceful woman Hua Xiangrong went up directly and hit her daughter on the back of the head, "Ji Qingrou, I don't think you have a long memory, don't you?" Well?! ”

Wang Xu didn't see or hear it, admiring the hibiscus picture in front of him, and hung it high and high.

Ji Qingrou hurriedly hid behind the desk, pouting and not daring to speak.

"Ahem!"

Ji Zhongyue coughed and gave Wang Xu a wink.

"Master, I saw a new product from De Jong Fang a few days ago, so I thought about buying you some."

Wang Xu said, took out a gift box from his arms and handed it over.

He knew that there would be such a day when he sent Ji Zhongyue back that day, so he had already prepared a gift and was ready at any time.

Sure enough, Hua Xiangrong's face immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and Ji Zhongyue and Ji Qingrou, who were watching from the side, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Xu then said a few polite words to Hua Xiangrong and then said goodbye to the current affairs and left, and if he stayed, maybe he would have to be lectured again.

Ji Zhongyue had two daughters, and the eldest daughter married far away to the Northland, and it was rare to see each other every year.

And the second daughter Ji Qingrou went to learn martial arts with a master before, and she only came back recently, which can be said to be a rare time for family reunion, so Wang Xu also left in a hurry not to disturb the precious time of the family.

"Learn Martial Arts ......"

On the way, Wang Xu frowned, he didn't see any traces of Ji Qingrou's internal skills, "Maybe it's just some superficial martial arts." ”

In an instant, he put the matter behind him and hurried back to his home.

In the night, after Wang Xu fed the snow horse, he suddenly felt that he really should find some subordinates, otherwise he would have to do these trivial things by himself, and some of the gains outweighed the losses.

"It would be nice to be able to make phosphorus......"

Wang Xu was stunned for a moment as soon as he finished speaking, "How could I just remember?" ”

Suddenly, his body shook, and a silver ray of fire flickered and then disappeared quietly.

"Phosphorus, the most loyal servant made by the Red World, or the prop that makes up for its abilities."

Wang Xu smiled bitterly, there were no such things in the memory of his previous apostle, maybe it was due to reincarnation, or other reasons, the memories of the two lives as a spiritual mage and an apostle of the red world in his mind had always been a little ambiguous, not that the more important the memory, the more vague, but the more useful the memory, the more blurred.

For example, he can clearly remember the steps of the spiritual master's practice, especially some key points, but he has no impression of the exercises.

Similarly, when he was an apostle of the Red World, most of his memories during his journey were very profound, but how to use the power of existence, and some other parts of his memories were as hazy as seeing flowers in a fog.

So at the beginning, he only instinctively absorbed and used the power of existence, and could not be as magical as in his memory, or even omnipotent.

Of course, it may also be the physical nature, at least for now, all of this cannot be verified.

And the reason why he thinks so is that his memories as a mortal are vivid, and there is no forgetting, which is in strong contrast with the previous memories,

Therefore, Wang Xu thinks that his memory may be covered by some kind of force, and this power is likely to originate from this strange world.

Thinking of this, Wang Xu couldn't help but sigh again, in this way, whether it is the Yuan Spirit or the power of existence, there is some kind of shortcoming, and it is not an all-powerful power or dependence.

At the very least, there are limitations on the trans-world level.

Unfortunately, although he remembered some memories of the apostles' power, he still had no idea how to do it.