Backyard.

Jiang Qi, who was boiling medicine, moved his ears.

It seems that Zhang Daoye also knows about today's school affairs, which means that this kind of thing is a certain practice for the official family.

It is an established way to absorb fresh blood.

If you speculate from this angle, the military training of new students every year does not seem to be as simple as it seems.

No matter how fast the qualification formation blessed by modern science is, it still needs people to maintain it.

This means getting people together.

Is there anything more suitable than military training?

As for the situation in Jiangbei, it seems that it is an emergency measure made by the officials and their families due to lack of human resources.

Even if there is military training every year, it is not necessarily that there will be a qualification testing formation every year, otherwise Li Yu should have been detected as a freshman with qualifications.

Kyushu is too big, and there are too many universities, but this cultivation qualification is not linked to IQ, which means that even if it is some pheasant school, the official family has to send people.

In this way, it is normal to have omissions or queues.

"It's up to the senior sister to make her own choice."

Jiang Qi thought so in his heart.

Again, he didn't have any position to interfere with Li Yu's decision, and he didn't know which one was more suitable for Li Yu to step into the Xuan Cultivation Realm or not.

At least, the officials try to be credible.

At most, Jiang Qi will have more in the future, if Li Yu chooses to join, then there may be some cold-blooded competition.

After all, the official family is not a benevolent church.

Let's take it one step at a time.

Jiang Qi didn't think about Li Yu anymore, everyone's opportunities had to be chosen by themselves.

He's more worried about his own business now.

It has something to do with the mysterious tortoise shell.

There is no doubt that there is an obsession with this object, and its owner is still a strong one.

This can be inferred from the fact that even if the tortoise shell is in a mutilated state, it still carries a high level of spirituality.

Even if you compare Yao Guangxiao's eighteen sons, there may be thoughts in the tortoise shell that he is obsessed with his master.

Now Jiang Qi was thinking, should he start collecting the remaining two tortoise shell fragments?

Ever since he experienced divination's own secrets and was eaten by cause and effect, Jiang Qi has wanted to consciously improve his strength.

So far, there are three options that can be pursued.

One is to expose the identity of "Jiang Qi" to the official family in a limited way, so as to obtain the method of metaphysical cultivation of the Eight Classics, instead of being exaggerated to the extent of being biased like now.

The "sub-profession" of feng shui master can almost be said to be full, but the "main profession" of meta-cultivation is still blank, which is outrageous.

What's more, there are still great limitations in feng shui masters, even if they refer to the amazing talent of the occult method, which makes up for this limitation a lot, but it still belongs to the "side door" at the root.

But Jiang Qi didn't really want to go on this road, there was a big risk.

At the very beginning, Jiang Qi decided not to have too much contact with the official family, but by mistake, he still linked the identity of the "noodle man" to the official family.

In this case, if Jiang Qi's identity is exposed, then the possibility of falling off the horse is too great.

….

You must know that the identities of Jiang Qi and the noodle man overlapped to a certain extent at the beginning.

The altar of the imperial capital Ming Wuling, and the theft of Xuanjing by the gray gate in Jiangbei.

If anyone wants to check, they will find that Jiang Qi and the noodle man both appeared in the same place at the same time period.

It's just that later, because the identity of the noodle man is too mysterious and powerful, no one will associate the noodle man with an eighteen-year-old child.

This simply doesn't make sense.

In addition, before the later Operation Syracuse, Jiang Qi released smoke bombs to further reduce the risk of falling off the horse.

Until now, these two identities are two [parallel lines] in the eyes of the official family.

It's the kind that doesn't match at all.

In this case, there is no need to increase the risk.

As for the remaining two paths.

One is the old man's Sun Simiao silver needle here.

But Jiang Qi has no legitimate reason to get his hands on this object, and as for the quiet one, Jiang Qi disdains it and will not do it.

What's more, Sun Simiao's obsession, the inheritance given after completion, it is estimated that eighty percent of it is also Xuanmen medical skills, although Sun Simiao is a Taoist person, but in fact, the foundation is still in medical skills.

In the final analysis, it is also a "side door".

The last way left is to collect the remaining tortoise shells.

Although it remains to be considered whether the owner of this obsession is the kind of orthodox metaphysical cultivator, it is more reliable than the risky official family and the Sun Simiao silver needle that cannot be obtained.

As for how to collect the remaining two tortoise shells, Jiang Qi also had a certain idea.

Is divination a good way to do it if you don't make a decision, Jiang Qi doesn't believe it, divination where the tortoise shell is will also lead to karma, and it is on the premise that he already has half of the tortoise shell.

Defects are the cause, and completion is the effect.

And the reason why it is said is half is because there is no residue of obsession fragments on the piece that Li Tong is studying.

It has been absorbed by this piece in Jiang Qi's hand, so strictly speaking, Jiang Qi has half of the tortoise shell in his hand.

I'll do divination when I go.

After Jiang Qi made up his mind, he began to stare at the medicine in front of him.

After staying up for a while, it reached the level that the old man requested.

Jiang Qi found a small bowl, filtered the medicine residue, and after letting it cool slightly, he came to the consultation room.

"Senior sister, get up and drink the medicine."

Li Yu looked at the medicinal soup in front of him, and Jiang Qi with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

With a sense of déjà vu of Wu Dalang drinking medicine, he poured the medicinal soup tremblingly.

For a moment, the palm-sized little face wrinkled into a ball.

As soon as he put down the bowl, Li Yu saw Jiang Qi pick up a piece of candy and was about to pick it up, but found that Jiang Qi had stuffed the candy directly into his own mouth.

Li Yu: "."

Feeling the death gaze from the senior sister, Jiang Qi explained, "What the old man said, you can't eat sugar just after drinking the medicine, otherwise the absorption of the effect of the medicine will not be good."

"Then why did you eat it?"

What Li Yu meant, why are you embarrassed to eat sugar in front of a patient who has just finished drinking bitter medicine soup?

Obviously, Jiang Qi misunderstood.

He blinked, and rightfully said, "Because it's delicious."

Li Yu closed his eyes helplessly.

At this time, the old man walked over, looked Jiang Qi up and down, and said, "Who do you say you are with?"

"What?"

Jiang Qi was a little puzzled, but the old man didn't mean to explain, just shook his head.

"Okay, it's basically fine, let's go back with the medicine."

The old man gave an eviction order.

Jiang Qi, who had experienced it once, knew the rules of the old man, so he took the medicine bag handed by the old man and walked out of the consultation room with Li Yu, who was still a little weak.

Outside the clinic, Zhang Daoye was wandering around with nothing to do, and when he saw Jiang Qi and Li Yu coming out, he smiled and nodded.

Under the breeze, the old Taoist priest set off by the robe was quite detached.

Jiang Qi nodded politely, and then left without looking back.

Zhang Daoye watched the two leave, and sighed, "Why are young people so indifferent now? Poor Dao is an old man, so it's not good to say hello."

"It depends on our generation for human relations."

Zhang Daoye looked at the sky leisurely.

"It has to be the attitude of the poor road towards the seniors of the noodles, that is called a sensible."

"Well, the next time we meet, we must give a change to our seniors

Good impression."

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