Feng Yan continued, "It is necessary for the demon essence to be strong enough to eliminate miasma. It is recorded in ancient books that the best sacrifices of this type are demon essences that are more than three thousand years old, but such monsters are extremely difficult to deal with, and the demon essences of the little demon are too small, so the Ping Demon Station generally takes eight hundred years as the line, and takes monsters between the ages of 800 and 1,200 to refine the demon essences."

"How old was that fake phoenix last time?"

"...3,700 years old, I can't remember it very clearly."

Feng Xiaoqi was slightly stunned.

Three thousand seven hundred years old...

When the fifth brother mentioned this to her before, she didn't feel anything.

She remembered that the great masters of the Imperial College once said that the saints were enlightened by the laws of heaven and came to Middle Earth by cranes ten thousand years ago.

First the saint guided the wild people to dig mountains and dig up soil, cultivate and weave, and then made words, clothes and clothes to lead the ancestors to reproduce and live on this land.

However, due to years of war and preservation conditions at that time, before the Great Zhou Dynasty, the history of a definite historical record could only go back more than 2,800 years - that is to say, in a period of nearly ten thousand years, no matter how many heroic and heart-wrenching past events and heroes emerged in the past, everything was forever destroyed in the old paper pile.

And this fake phoenix was born in an ancient era that could not be recorded in official history.

It has seen with its own eyes the unobservable history of the people nowadays, and has seen the changes in the world for a moment until it...up to Mount Daizong.

"I entered the Ping Yao Office at the age of eleven. The first and only time I encountered a case that several masters could not handle was that Sister Ah-sister calmed down - Sister Ah-sister calmed down alone."

Only now did Feng Xiaoqi truly understand the weight of this sentence.

Just as she was about to ask what the fake phoenix had done, even causing her to kill herself, she suddenly felt that the three thousand years in her arms began to tremble.

"What are you shaking," Feng Xiaoqi said with a smile, "The Ping Yao Office is only over 800 years old-fashioned-"

"There are exceptions." Du Huanfeng spoke at the right time, "I saw you at the foot of the mountain yesterday and felt that your 'Three Thousand Years' demonic aura was unusual. Although you are young, your demonic aura is more pure than many monsters that have practiced for thousands of years. Maybe the demonic energy you have refined is worth ten--"

"Tianshi!" Feng Xiaoqi interrupted Du Huanfeng's words in protest.

Sanqiansui hugged Feng Xiaoqi's arm tightly - no wonder he lost to Feng Yan before he even made a move last night...

But they have killed a real big monster that is three thousand years old!

Not ashamed...

Feng Yan looked at Du Xuanfeng, "Master Tian, ​​where are we going today?"

"Go to Liufu Garden first."

Feng Yan and Xiao Qi were both stunned.

Xiaoqi looked at Feng Yan and looked at the Heavenly Master again, "I just wanted to ask, but I didn't see my sister changing into her dress this morning... Don't you go to the altar to pray for blessings?"

Feng Yan lowered her eyes and said, "What is the itinerary, but it's up to the Heavenly Master to arrange it... But if I go to Liufu Garden, can I bring Xiaoqi with me?"

"Of course." Du Qiangfeng said softly, "For specific arrangements, let's talk about it later when we arrive at Liufu Garden."

After dinner, several people walked towards the mountain gate of Tianji Palace, but they met Ji Ran at the door. He led his team of three or five people to wait next to the carriage where Feng Yan and others were going up the mountain yesterday - Go Jin was waiting in the carriage.

"Tianshi, young master." Ji Ran jumped down from the horse's back and greeted him.

Du Xuanfeng asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I was about to go down the mountain, and I wanted to go up and say apart to you. When I asked, I found that you had prepared a carriage and were about to set off later. I was waiting here."

Du Xuanfeng smiled, "Be careful on the way."

Feng Yan looked up at Ji Ran, "Why is Lord Ji so anxious to go back?"

"The God of God wrote to me, saying that some changes in the city require manpower, so I will lead the team back and take a look first." Ji Ran replied loudly, "But I will go up the mountain every seven days - by the way, although people have been arranged by the county lord, please pay attention to it."

Du Xuanfeng grabbed his chest, "Don't worry."

Ji Ran's eyes fell on Feng Xiaoqi again.

The thorough discussions she had in the hall last night really left a deep impression on Ji Ran, especially since this girl was determined to join the Ping Yao Office.

To a certain extent, no one among the few people present could understand better than Ji Ran's wish to go to the Demon Office to subdue demons and demons - he himself was a person who had such ambitions.

Otherwise, he would not have tried his best to win the lead in the selection of the Fairy Bureau when he was eleven years old.

However, some things that I would never understand if I had not experienced them personally. It would have been fine if Feng Xiaoqi was really a talented person, but she still had no spiritual consciousness at the age of sixteen. Even if she entered the Ping Yao Office later, the future would still be bumpy and tortuous.

But Feng Xiaoqi doesn't understand yet.

Ji Ran suddenly felt a little sigh.

But then again, half a month later, the autumn trial of the Ping Yao Office will be here this year. Why should I splash her cold water one after another at this time?

Her defense yesterday only shows that she, like herself, is a stubborn person who does not give up without tying up to the wall.

Ji Ran sighed.

"Miss Seven... Just take care of yourself."

Feng Xiaoqi was originally ready to say goodbye, but he saw that Ji Ran wanted to say something but stopped, so he didn't speak first.

But you're good at it...

What does it mean to be self-righteous???

Ji Ran took a breath and returned to his usual serious expression. He bowed to Feng Yan and others, "I still have official duties, so I will say goodbye first."

Feng Yan smiled and waved to the boy.

The sound of horse hooves came, and Ji Ran took his subordinates behind him and set off along the mountain road as if flying.

Feng Xiaoqi looked at Ji Ran's back as he ran away in surprise, "...Has I messed with him? He told me to take care of myself?"

"No, he is sorry for you." Feng Yan said softly.

Only then did Feng Xiaoqi realize that he had not performed well. He seemed to have been poked suddenly. Before he could poke back, the other party ran away!

Feng Xiaoqi was a little annoyed, "What, this is too self-righteous."

"Well... it's not a pity for being self-righteous." Feng Yan laughed, "...but this Lord Ji is really not good at speaking."

Feng Yan suddenly turned around and looked at Du Xuanfeng, "I heard that Lord Ji had been in Ping Yao Office for two years before, and it was Dali Temple that he had only transferred to later. Does Master Tian know the details?"

Du Xuanfeng laughed in a complicated expression.

"It's not a bad thing." He looked at Ji Ran's departure back, "This child was too arrogant when he was a child and indeed had some talent, so... it's not easy to get along with."

When Feng Xiaoqi heard this, the nameless fire suddenly subsided.

It turns out...had he stayed in the Ping Yao Office before?

"Why did he leave the Ping Yao Office?" Feng Xiaoqi asked afterwards.

Du Kangfeng shook his head, "He had never told me, and I was also surprised back then. Because although he was unruly and not very popular at that time, he had already made his mark among the newcomers of the same period - it was rare for people who could lead the team into the mountain in less than a year to be in the Ping Yao Office. I thought he would stay there all the time. I didn't know if he would stop doing it."

Du Xuanfeng shrugged, "Young man, he is just rebellious."

"When was Lord Ji born? Do you remember the Heavenly Master?" Feng Yan asked.

"Four years of Tianfu."
Chapter completed!