A hanging Milky Way fell from the sky and landed on the ground, transforming into a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a vermilion official uniform.
"The magistrate of Hangzhou, the great scholar Chang Yuan'an!"
Wang Xu looked up and saw the person coming, frowning slightly.
Hangzhou Prefecture is the richest in the world and is an important town in the south of the Yangtze River. The prefects here are all highly qualified from the third grade, and non-Confucian scholars cannot be qualified.
Chang Yuan'an was the chief official in charge of Hangzhou Mansion, but he was from the Cold Party, and Wang Xu was not close to him.
"Ancestor Poison Dragon?" Looking at Ancestor Poison Dragon who was suppressed under the Taixuan Sutra, Chang Yuanan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "What a champion, even the famous Ancestor Poison Dragon has been lost.
Your men are really replacing old ones with a new generation, and there are talents from every generation!"
"Prefect Chang, you are so polite. Who doesn't know that you are based in Hangzhou, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, and keeping the huge Hangzhou mansion in order. Speaking of which, this junior has been negligent. He has been in Hangzhou for so long and has not been able to listen to Master Chang's teachings.
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At this moment, Wang Xu no longer had to grovel in front of the great Confucian scholar, and it was obvious that he was on an equal footing.
Chang Yuanan's mouth moved slightly, he glanced at the suppressed Poison Dragon Ancestor, and said with a smile: "Come to my house as a guest when you have time..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Yuan'an turned into the Milky Way and walked away in the direction of the prefect's Yamen.
Watching Chang Yuan'an go away, Wang Xu snorted softly and sneered: "It's not too early or too late. You came just after I suppressed the Poison Dragon Ancestor. What a coincidence."
Chang Yuan'an was a great scholar and the prefect of Hangzhou. How could he not know that the fighting here was so lively?
It has never appeared before, and there are no more than two reasons. Either he wants to take action when Wang Xu is defeated in exchange for his life-saving grace, or he wants to benefit from the fisherman.
"Little beast, let the ancestor go quickly. I tell you, the ancestor has a lot of background. You are in big trouble." The suppressed Poison Dragon Ancestor had no intention of being a prisoner. Seeing that he couldn't break free, he started to
Swearing loudly.
Wang Xu withdrew his gaze, looked at the old demon who only had his head exposed and was still chattering, and coldly snorted: "Scream again, and I will sell you to Buddhism to become an Eight-level Heavenly Dragon."
"Ah!" Ancestor Poison Dragon was startled. Buddhism is the best at teaching and has the supernatural power of Buddha's light.
Before the Dragon Clan broke away from the Demon Clan, they fought successive battles with the Human Clan. Many dragon kings of the North with outstanding reputations were forcibly converted by Buddhism.
Among them, there is also a branch specially established for the dragon tribe, which is called the Tianlong tribe. If he is sold to Buddhism as a cow or a horse, his life will be ruined.
"You know the truth."
Seeing that the Poison Dragon Ancestor was honest, Wang Xu did not force him too much.
The Poison Dragon Ancestor is unusual. The magical powers he used just now are all Dragon Clan's clan-suppressing magical powers. There were rumors before that the Poison Dragon Ancestor had an unclear relationship with the Dragon Clan, but now it seems to be true.
Wang Xu also had a problem with how to deal with the Poison Dragon Ancestor.
He is not a ruthless and ruthless cultivator who sells the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor to Buddhism and says it's okay. If he really does that, he is guaranteed to be hostile to the Dragon Clan all over the world.
Wang Xu has already provoked the West Lake Dragon Palace, and with the addition of the Four Seas Dragon Clan, does he want to become a dragon-slaying warrior and fight against the Dragon Clan to the death?
"Do you really have a backing?" Wang Xu turned his eyes and made a decision in his heart.
"Yes, yes, I am the half-brother of Dongting Longjun. The Prince of West Lake has to call me second uncle when he sees me."
The Poison Dragon Ancestor begged for mercy again and again, and said: "The Eight Blue Dragon Styles I use are the special skills of Dongting Lake. If you let me go, you can choose two of the treasures in my Poison Dragon Tan."
"Two pieces?"
Wang Xu chuckled and laughed. At this time, the Poison Dragon Ancestor still dared to bargain with him, and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"
"Three pieces, three pieces for you!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor roared loudly. After the roar, he put on a sad look and sighed: "You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are when you are not a family member. Yes, I have occupied Poison Dragon Tan for tens of thousands of years. It sounds similar to me. But I have to
I am not allowed to make sacrifices for the birthday of the Dragon Lord of Dongting, the birthday of the Dragon Lord of West Lake, the concubine of the Dragon Lord of the Yangtze River, or the funeral of the Dragon Lord of the Yellow River.
The Poison Dragon Tan's nest is located alone in the Shenlong Shelf, and I don't have the final say. Not many of these high-grade treasures fall into my hands."
After saying this, the Poison Dragon Ancestor shrank his head and asked in a low voice: "You can give me a happy word, can it exchange for my life?"
"hey-hey..."
Wang Xu chuckled, and before the Poison Dragon Patriarch could smile, he threw out the Nameless Golden Book.
Whoosh!!
The nameless golden book opened automatically, revealing a blank page of the golden book.
The Poison Dragon Ancestor didn't even have time to react. He instantly turned into golden light and was taken in. He looked at the golden book and saw a lifelike demon dragon depicted on it. Who else could it be if he wasn't the Poison Dragon Ancestor.
"You're such a bad old man, you're so bad. I'm the only one who believes in you."
Wang Xu stretched out his hand to take it, put the golden book into his arms, and said with a long smile: "You should just be a prisoner honestly. I will wait for Dongting Dragon Palace to redeem you. You have no good treasures in Poison Dragon Tan, but Dongting Dragon Palace is not short of these.
You are a rare commodity."
Putting the golden book in his arms, Wang Xu turned around to look at the Venerable Tsing Yi who was tied up in chains and was about to cry without tears.
The Lord in Tsing Yi is only a fourth-level big demon, holding an old fifth-level demon in his hand, but he doesn't like the little demon.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I know where the treasure house of Poison Dragon Tan is. If you let me go, I will bring you three treasures back." Meeting Wang Xu's gaze, the Tsing Yi Master immediately softened.
As soon as Wang Xu heard this, he became energetic and exchanged the three treasures of Poison Dragon Tan for the life of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, which would probably result in loss.
If it were the Venerable Tsing Yi, there would be some profit in this matter, just in case the Poison Dragon Ancestor really has a good treasure.
"Yes, you little demon is quite interesting."
Wang Xu was a little moved. He stretched out his hand to withdraw the chain from the Master in Tsing Yi, waved his hand and said: "Go, go quickly."
"Hey, hey..." The venerable Tsing Yi nodded and bowed, then ran away in a hurry.
Wang Xu watched him disappear. After a moment, his eyes turned cold and he muttered in a low voice: "Everyone has been searching for him for thousands of times, but when he suddenly looked back, he was there, in the dim light... coming back!"
Whoosh!!
The Venerable Master in Tsing Yi was running happily and happily when he heard a "swish" sound and opened his eyes again and arrived in front of Wang Xu.
"Oh, why am I back again?"
The Lord in Tsing Yi looked puzzled, looked at the expressionless Wang Xu, and whispered: "Didn't you always let me go?"
"Yes, but I miss you. I wonder what if you never come back."
Wang Xu instantly changed to a smiling face, patted the Tsing Yi Venerable on the shoulder, and whispered: "Go, I'm not afraid now, I don't think you will run away, right?"
"Yes, yes, I won't run."
After running for hundreds of miles, he was caught back in an instant. How could the Master in Tsing Yi even think about escaping?
Seeing Wang Xu's moody look, the Master in Tsing Yi was completely wilted. People say that scholars are the worst, and today he fully realized it.
He would rather give the treasure and face the furious Poison Dragon Ancestor than play like this anymore, his heart can't bear it.
"Go, I believe you, go quickly, go quickly."
Wang Xu waved his hands repeatedly, urging the Tsing Yi Venerable to leave.
The Venerable Master in Tsing Yi turned back three times with each step. After walking for hundreds of meters, he did not dare to ride on the light. Instead, he turned back frequently and said, "Then am I really leaving?"
"Come on, you're still waiting for me to take care of your business. You're so young and have no eyesight?"
Under Wang Xu's urging, the Tsing Yi Venerable left with a troubled look on his face, which was enough to make the host of the News Network laugh.
Wang Xu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, patted the golden book in his arms, and muttered: "This time it was a bit big, even the Demon King was damaged. From now on, no one who is not discerning should mess with me.
Now, it will be difficult to make a fortune!
But it’s okay, I’m not a troublemaker, so I don’t like to hit the muzzle of a gun before I can take a break.”