Fu Sha smiled sinisterly: "I learned this when I was in a cult. It was because I learned this spell that the old Taoist nun knew that I had joined the All Saints Cult. She wanted to clean up the family, but at that time she was no longer me.
She was my opponent! I spared her life because she and I had a master-disciple relationship for twenty years. I treated her with some tolerance. Later, the master I worshiped at Longhu Mountain was given away by me.
It’s useless. I didn’t expect that the old Taoist nun would hold a grudge and teach my disciples to kill me before she died. It’s really ridiculous and pitiful!”
Lang Shuoyang didn't want to use words to ridicule him and engage in useless verbal disputes. He just focused on exercising his Qi.
Fusha added: "Ever since my apprentice Gui Tongzi disappeared inexplicably in Liangang, I knew that there must be a master coming, but I didn't expect it to be a young boy like you. I was following Concubine Li at the time and had no time to go.
I didn’t expect you to collide with Concubine Li. I even helped you shoot down Concubine Li’s phoenix crown at the gate of hell. You know, I don’t want our descendant of Maoshan to be defeated by a ghost. That would be too detrimental to our reputation.”
Lang Shuoyang had already heard Fusha talk about this when he was on Dulong Island. He had thrown out the handful of copper coins that knocked down Concubine Li's phoenix crown outside Guimen Pass in Shuiling Town. At first, he thought it was Lang Zixuan who was secretly saving him.
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Fu Sha continued: "If you don't tell me the whereabouts of the Hunyuan Dafa Manual, haha... Since I can turn myself into Long Taiji, I can turn into you again, do you believe it?"
As he spoke, he leaned forward and leaned his face in front of Lang Shuoyang, with a sinister smile on his face.
Lang Shuoyang's back shuddered. He didn't want to be ripped off and pretended to be, but bowing to the enemy was not his character. Lang Shuoyang also sneered and said: "I have been plotted by you. I have nothing to say. Kill me and save me."
It's up to you."
"You have courage!" Fusha praised, straightened up, walked around on the ground, and said, "If I weren't afraid that you would do something bad, I really wanted you to see my enthronement ceremony!"
Lang Shuoyang raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Sha: "So you still have this kind of ambition. You have been a Taoist priest for so many years in vain. It's okay if you can't be pure and ascetic. It's really ridiculous that you want to be the king and hegemony!"
Fusha said: "What's so ridiculous? What I do is to carry forward our Taoism. I want to be the mayor of Longcheng first, and then the president of Hanguo. Then I will develop Taoism for all people. I want to practice immortality and then unify the world."
It’s no big deal!”
"What a big sigh of relief! If you are not yet dead, you can become a fierce ghost and then cultivate into a ghost king. That way you will be immortal forever, but be careful of the underworld officials coming to find you."
"What's so good about the Ghost King? It's just like Wei Tian. If he hadn't escaped quickly that day, I would have taken care of him." Fusha shook his head, "What I want to do is to be the king among men and rule the world! But I'm afraid you can't do this.
There is no chance of seeing you again! If you recognize the situation and hand over the Hunyuan Dafa manual, I may consider sparing your life!"
As he said that, Fusha put his palm on Lang Shuoyang's head. Lang Shuoyang felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. His joints all over his body were in pain. However, he was naturally stubborn and never complained. He glared at Fusha with his tiger eyes and his teeth were biting.
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Seeing how tough Lang Shuoyang was, Fu Sha knew that torture might not be useful to him. Although the Hunyuan Dafa manual had a certain appeal to him, he knew that the chance of success in practice was very small, and it was not as effective as his evil spells, and it was not necessary.
After getting this book of Dharma, he removed his palm and said, "I respect you as a man and I won't torture you anymore. What else do you have to say?"
Fu Sha told himself this, Lang Shuoyang knew that he would not let him live, but at this time, his energy and blood were not clear, and he had no chance to fight back. He sighed: "Oh, I wanted to kill the thief, but I can't save it, but you
It's just a temporary prestige, sooner or later someone will deal with you!"
Fusha suddenly took out a ring finger from his arms and said with a smile: "The old Taoist nun is dead, her soul is wandering and she is nowhere to be found. If you are trapped by me again, this Emei lineage master will hold a ring finger in my hand. After that,
I founded a sect, who will be against me, and then I achieve great things, and it is too late to curry favor with me, who will be against me?" After saying this, he laughed wildly.
Lang Shuoyang never thought that the lost ring was actually in his hand, but at this time, he knew that there was nothing he could do. He said: "Everything depends on God, and no one can control it at all. This is not the result I originally thought, and it is not like it falls to Xiao Xiao."
In the hands of others. Your calculations are very good, but unfortunately it may not all develop according to your wishes. I am one of the suspects captured by the police. I died for no reason, and your identity will also be questioned..."
Fusha came closer, held Lang Shuoyang's head with his hand, and said, "I didn't say I wanted to kill you. If I did, I would have to ask the Longcheng police to kill you, but you need to cooperate with me."
As he spoke, he took out an elixir from his arms, and then took out a yellow talisman. He muttered something in his mouth, and the yellow talisman ignited spontaneously. He took the ashes of the yellow talisman, mixed them with the elixir, and then put them in a bowl.
After pouring the wine, he said to Lang Shuoyang: "Drink this."
Lang Shuoyang looked at the dirty wine bowl, raised his head and asked, "What is this?"
Fusha said: "This is a good thing that can make you forget the pain. If you drink it, you will wait for the Longcheng police to sentence you to death. You will have no memory and no pain."
Lang Shuoyang knew that he was using magic to make himself a fool. By then there would be no threat to him, and he would be waiting to be sentenced to death by the Han government. He shook his head again: "I don't want to lose my memory. I remember the past."
It happened not long ago..."
Before he could finish speaking, his nose had already been pinched by Fu Sha, who said with a ferocious smile: "You were wrong just now. I should be responsible for everything, and I can't help it at all!" As he said that, a bowl of talisman medicine came into Lang Shuoyang's eyes.
Then he put his palms against Lang Shuoyang's chest and moved his Qi, gradually suppressing Lang Shuoyang's Qi and not allowing him to use Qigong to resist.
Originally, Lang Shuoyang's zhenqi could compete with Fusha, but he was hit by a sneak attack first and his zhenqi could not be gathered, so he was no match for Fusha. He was suppressed by his zhenqi in one fell swoop, and the bowl of hot talismans
Once the medicine enters the stomach, it immediately spreads to the limbs and bones, and the mind gradually becomes confused.
About half an hour later, Fu Sha called in Cangyuan and other special police officers. He pointed at Lang Shuoyang, who was lying on the ground and could only smile.
The bureau’s interrogation is over.”
Although Cangyuan didn't know what happened, but the Long Taiji in front of him had a special status, he didn't dare to offend him or ask any more questions, so he agreed and had Lang Shuoyang taken away.
Fu Sha, who was wearing Long Taiji skin, walked out of the government building with square steps. The driver quickly came over and opened the door. Fu Sha waved his hand, dismissed the driver, and drove away from the government building.
The car came to the suburbs. In a deserted cemetery, there was a modern girl sitting on a stone tablet. She was looking at him with a smile, waiting for him to come over. She was none other than the beautiful imperial concubine Han Lifei.