This Person is Too Serious

The 98th chapter of the small fine-dividing scene

The middle-aged scribe came with anger, as if to question Wu Wang.

On the side, Lin Qi stood up and stood with his hands under his hands. Although his cultivation level was not as good as this middle-aged scribe, his aura at the moment did not lose to him.

Lin Qi raised his head slightly and said coldly:

"My teacher is dissatisfied with what you have written, what's wrong?"

Wu Wang almost laughed out loud.

This guy is too arrogant.

If it was changed to another situation, Wu Wang would let Lin Qi casually confuse him. After all, this is the master of the Lin family and the holder of the Yan Emperor's order, and he is unique.

Even if things were really troublesome, Wu Wang could find someone to settle it.

But at this time, Wu Wang was about to approach the middle-aged scribe, and to find out the details of the other party, he wanted Lin Qi to feel wronged for the time being.

"Lin Qi, sit down."

"is teacher."

Lin Qi responded in a low voice and sat back to his original position to meditate cross-legged.

The middle-aged scribe was drunk by Lin Qi, and he lost his vitality at this moment. The eyes around him seemed to make him a little unable to advance or retreat.

Wu Wang handed it over and said with a smile: "Senior, please forgive me, it's the younger generation who just made some mistakes. It's only for this guy, not for the senior."

Yang Wudi immediately stood up and smiled at the middle-aged scribe.

The latter subconsciously dodged two steps backwards, then coldly snorted, flicked off his sleeves, and sat back in his position.

Wu Wang glanced at Yang Wudi, who immediately put away his smile, looking critically at the middle-aged scribe.

After paying attention to this place, Wu Wang sat back at the low table, took the book in his hand and read it carefully, and soon discovered...

This fierce man still has such talent?

Wu Wang found the introduction of the middle-aged scribe in the pages of the book, which was quite detailed.

Ji Mo also noticed something, inquired about the person's ‘understanding’, and went back to Wu Wang’s side to tell it in detail for a while.

This man has been known as a Wancai Taoist and has been practicing Taoism for more than 6,000 years. He loves poetry and poetry, travels across the country. In recent years, his tales have been spread, and he has laughed at himself. Pian Tianxia Wen], discussing the Tao with people never talks about the method of practice, but discusses the interest of pen and ink.

"interesting."

Wu Zuo couldn't help raising his eyebrows and chuckles.

Jimo wondered: "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, just curious about this senior," Wu Wang said as he took out a jade talisman, wrote a few words in it, and stuffed it into Jimo's hands.

Their two realms are too low, and the sound transmission is easy to be heard. There are several levels of prohibition on the outside of the jade talisman.

Wu Wang was thinking about putting a long line and catching a big fish just now, but after calculating the known information, he has found that... this middle-aged scribe is probably a big fish.

Then put any long line, just go straight to the steel fork.

Ji Mo held the jade symbol and looked at it, his expression didn't change much, he put the jade symbol away conveniently, and smiled: "Sect Master really not go to chat with the seniors?"

Wu Wang smiled and shook his head, and said, "You know, I don't like dealing with people very much."

"That's too much fun," Ji Mo regretted slightly.

After joking a few words with Wu Wang, Ji Mo got up again with the wine glass, but Zhang Mushan was not allowed to accompany him this time.

Not long after, a senior of the Xuan Nv Sect appeared, who seemed to be related to Ji Mo, and was called "aunt" by Ji Mo.

This aunt took Ji Mo to another place and left the hall naturally.

There is one thing to say, Jimo’s acting skills are really good, he should be acting too much every time.

Wu Wangyu's talisman only wrote a few rough steps. How to tell Xuannvzong to arrange traps depends on Ji Mo's own performance.

It seemed a coincidence that the people who crashed into the Palace of Ten Fiends at the ceremony of accepting disciples of Xuannüzong were actually a certain inevitability.

The young master first came into contact with the Palace of Ten Fouls, it was Wang Lin and the old woman; the existence of the two of them was enough to explain the degree of penetration of the Palace of Ten Fouls into the human realm.

Every sect will open doors and accept disciples every once in a while, and there is a general lack of means to identify spirits. It is too simple for the agents of the Ten Fierce Hall to get involved.

The trickiest spies are actually not these fierce men with the blood of fierce gods, but the ordinary human races who take refuge in the Temple of Ten Fiends without any ‘mark’.

Therefore, Wu Wang first noticed that the middle-aged scribe was something wrong, and subconsciously regarded him as a ceremonial person sent by a certain sect.

It never occurred to him that the surface identity of the murderer in the Temple of Ten Killers was a well-known casual cultivator, and he could also produce such a side job, and wrote the popular "biography of women to characters", and was therefore invited by Xuan Nvzong to observe the ceremony.

But for a moment, Ling Xiaolan returned home, and she whispered in front of Wu Wang:

"Brother Wuwang, my master wants to see you."

During the speech, a red glow was drawn across her face, but she was not seen because of the veil.

Wu Wei stood up and smiled: "You wait for me here, and I will go back."

The two elders smiled together, and Lin Qi also showed a gentle smile, and watched Wu Wang and Fairy Ling leave together.

There was also a little laughter in the hall.

Outside the hall, a lotus platform bloomed under Fairy Ling's feet, and he turned sideways and gave Wu Wang half of the position.

But the lotus platform is not spacious, and the two will inevitably have skin close when they stand up.

Wu Wang calmly took out the dazzling mine sword and stepped on it under his feet.

The gleam of the sword's light made the eyes of many immortals in the hall dry, and there was a sound of shattering jade and porcelain.

Faintly, I also heard some people say ‘wasting’, ‘abusing the heavens’, and ‘improperly the son of man’.

Wu Wang:...

I'm used to seeing more.

After returning several hundred meters, Ling Xiaolan led Wu Wang to a bamboo house.

As soon as she entered the formation near the bamboo house, Ling Xiaolan immediately frowned.

"Are you sure? Is that Wancai Taoist really a member of the Ten Fierce Hall?"

"Well, ninety percent sure," Wu Wang said, "Even if you are not a member of the Ten Fierce Hall, you still have the blood of the fierce **** on your body."

"It's a pity," Ling Xiaolan shook her head slightly, "I like the story he wrote."

Wu Wang smiled and said, "Do you also look at the fairy?"

"I borrowed it from the senior sister to see it, and I feel a little bit depressed in my practice on weekdays."

Ling Xiaolan said softly, she was already in front of the wooden door.

"Master and several master ancestors are waiting for you here, Xuan Nvzong has mixed into the spies of the Ten Fierce Hall, but it is also an important matter, you have to explain it carefully."

"Follow me."

Ling Xiaolan pushed open the wooden door of the bamboo house, except for Ji Mo who was sitting in the corner, there were seven old women and women.

They looked over at the same time, and most of them smiled cordially at Wu Wang.

It was also the teacher of Ling Xiaolan who had a relationship before, watching Wu Wang's eyes...full of picky.

...

After half an hour.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the bamboo shadows are swaying.

Ling Xiaolan and two fellow seniors led the way. The wise Taoist dressed as a scribe, stroking his beard and following afterwards, slowly fell outside the bamboo forest.

An enchantment appeared in front of him, and the Taoist Wancai stopped his cloud head and asked with a smile:

"Sage Ling, didn't you say that there are a few fellow daoists who want to see Pang Dao? Why are there still formations in front of such a remote residence?"

Ling Xiaolan turned around, blinked gently at the Taoist Taoist, and whispered:

"This matter is self-defeating. It is one of my masters who wants to invite you to have a cup of tea and discuss poetry.

Seniors, please keep this matter secret, it is a matter of the reputation of our ancestors. "

"Oh?"

The Taoist Wancai chuckled slightly, his expression showed no flaws, and he seemed to have some expectations.

He said: "If you are a senior of the Xuan Nv Sect, you are definitely not an arty person. A confidant is hard to find, and a confidant is hard to find. Please trouble the saint to lead the way!"

"Senior, please, we are waiting here."

Ling Xiaolan smiled and opened a door on the barrier.

Wancai Taoist held his hand forward, and calmly walked beside Ling Xiaolan, and entered the barrier without hesitation.

Ling Xiaolan closed the barrier and stood there quietly with two other Xuannvzong disciples, nothing unusual.

The bamboo forest is accompanied by a pale white fog, starlight dotted, streams gurgling, and the sound of the piano is ding-dong, leading Wancai Taoists to a pavilion slowly.

This all-talented Taoist helped his beard with a smile. Although he hadn't seen a half-person figure, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "The scenery here is really good."

Suddenly heard a clear male voice from the side: "Senior doesn't want to write a poem?"

male voice?

The Taoist Wancai frowned, and Xunsheng looked to the side of the pavilion, but saw Wu Wang's figure turning out from behind the stone pillar.

"It's you?"

Many talented Taoists have the meaning of defeat, and sneered:

"This Sect Master Wuwang is because of the fact that Poor Dao collided with you in the hall before and was dissatisfied, so she asked Saint Ling to lead me here to teach me something?

This is the Xuan Nv Sect, even if the Sect Master Wuhuang has his hands and eyes open to the sky, he has to converge here. "

Wu Wang:...

"Senior, let's know that people don't talk secretly. Now that it has reached such a point, why bother to be pretentious?"

"I don't understand what you mean," Wancai Taoist said in a loud voice, "Poor Dao walks well, sits upright, and has always been upright and honest, and there are friends everywhere.

Sect Master Wuwang retaliated for personal gains, even if he let the horse come here, don't have to circumscribe, that would make the poor Dao look down upon. "

"Hi, could it be that I misunderstood?"

Wu Wang blinked, his eyes filled with simplicity: "Senior, you are not a member of the Ten Fierce Hall?"

"Ten Fierce Hall?"

The Wancai Taoist seemed to have heard the incomparably absurd thing, almost burst into laughter.

"How can Pang Dao be a spy in the Palace of Ten Fiends?

Sovereign without falsehood, you really want to add to the crime! Poor and talented, he writes books and talks about the world, and his line of scholarship is innocent! "

"Yes?"

Wu Wang's palm swept across the stone table in front of him, and two gold and jade wine bottles appeared on it.

"In that case, please come over and choose one of the two glasses of wine to drink. I can tell senior clearly that in this, I put two drops of blood from the murderous man in the Temple of Ten Misfortunes."

As soon as the three words of fierce blood and blood came out, the smile of the wise Taoist suddenly froze on his face.

Almost instantaneously, a lot of coercion rose from everywhere in the forest, and dozens of Xuannvzong masters locked the Qi machine on the Wancai Taoist.

He bowed his head slightly, his expression was uncertain, and his eyes trembled slightly.

Soon, Wancai Taoist sneered from the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice:

"Dare to ask, how did Pang Dao reveal the flaws?"

Wu Wang just wanted to speak, and try to break this person's defenses.

The Taoist Wancai suddenly changed his face again, his body trembled and his eyes were full of panic, he kept muttering:

"What to do, how can I be exposed, how can I be exposed?"

Wancai Taoist suddenly whispered coldly: "You shut up!"

He trembled and said, "But we really have nothing to do with the Palace of Ten Fiends. Explain to them, they will give us a way out."

"I told you to shut up!"

Taoist Wancai suddenly raised his left hand to choke his throat, and then his right hand grasped his left wrist again, and forcibly broke it apart.

"You and me can never coexist with them!"

"Um, two fellow Taoists..."

Wu Wang raised his hand and called.

The wise Taoist suddenly raised his head, and there were two voices in his body, and he pleaded with anger: "Who are you? Why can you see through my identity! Please let me go, okay?"

Wu Wang immediately said, "You seniors will stop him first, let's hurry up and interrogate!"

Wancai Taoist eyes flashed brightly, half-faced hideously, half-faced mournful, his own breath suddenly rose a lot, and his figure rushed straight towards Wu Wang.

The sword light flashed, and a middle-aged woman holding a sword appeared beside Wu Wei, with a three-foot green front in her hand crisscrossing, and the arm of the wise Taoist flew up.

Several white lights flew, and the universe here almost solidified in an instant.

Even though the Wancai Dao's popularity skyrocketed to the middle of the Heavenly Wonderland, the ten or so masters of the Xuannvzong ambushing nearby were almost all above him, and he was able to control it with no effort.

Wu Wang took a glass of wine in front of him and took a sip.

There was a teacher, bah, and a fairy Fangling shouted: "It's not..."

"Ah," Wu Wang drank the drink and laughed, "Cheating him."

The blood of the fierce gods is so precious, how could he keep the inventory and use it up long ago.

Just now, I just used my own breath to imitate the divine power fluctuations of the blood of the fierce gods. This couldn't be easier for Wu Wang.

Several figures had disappeared from the forest. The seniors of Xuannvzong who had just discussed with Wu Wang in the bamboo house about how to catch the thief arrived at the pavilion, and Ling Xiaolan also flew quickly from outside the barrier.

Wancai Taoist was bound by a few immortal ropes, and was confined by a few long nails wrapped in clouds and mist. He sometimes lost his soul and sometimes looked indifferent.

"Seniors, please tortured on the spot," Wu Wang urged ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Shen. "

An old woman leaned on a snake-head wooden staff and walked to this wise Taoist man, and said coldly: "You treacherous thief! You are so angry!"

"Heh," Wancai Taoist sneered, but ignored it.

Ling Xiaolan's master walked up with a cold face and said:

"Let me come."

The old woman walked away angrily on crutches, while Master Ling Xiaolan watched the Taoist Taoist from a high position, and suddenly kicked out, kicked the Taoist Taoist with precision with her toes, and kicked the Taoist Taoist flying directly; then she dragged him away. Zhu Xiansheng pulled it back, and another kick appeared on Wancai Taoist's face, like kicking a ball and dragging it back.

Soon, the Taoist aunt grabbed a sheathed long sword and slashed her head and face at the Taoist Taoist. The scene was **** at one time.

Wu Wang hesitated to speak several times, but the words reached the cusp of his throat, and he swallowed back in shock.

Finally, half an hour later.

Wancai Dao was lying dying on the floor of the pavilion, unable to distinguish the specific facial features.

"call."

The teacher of Ling Xiaolan sighed gently, and threw the blood-stained scabbard aside. As if thinking of something, he turned his head and asked, "By the way, why are you asking him?"

Goo.

Wu Wang swallowed, his throat trembling a few times.

He suddenly understood why Fairy Ling said that she was ‘only a little’ and ‘not good at it’.

There is a problem with comparing the reference target!

"Ask him about the Palace of Ten Fiends."

The teacher of Ling Xiaolan nodded slightly, looked at the figure on the ground with some regret, and said: "Then the poor way will re-examine it."

"Don't do it! I do it all! Shut up... let me do it!"

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