The situation in front of him is quite unfavorable to Fu Yang!
After all, no matter how talented he is, the five-color spiritual power of the Chisong lineage has just been inherited. It is a bit unfamiliar to use compared to the Taoist spiritual power of the Maoshan sect. It is not easy to reach the current level...
"He could attack me just now, and I can naturally attack his thread with a sneak attack!"
Fu Yang thought secretly in his heart.
So the long thread that controlled him made a big circle in the air and hid behind a thick wooden pillar of the main hall. When the thin thread that Huang Xuanzi was waiting for finally passed through the needle all the way to the nearby place, it suddenly burst out!
brush!
The long line manipulated by Fu Yang was like a cunning poisonous snake that suddenly attacked, rising behind Huang Xuanzi's thin line. From top to bottom, it whipped down like a very thin whip!
The reason for using this method is because Fu Yang's control over his spiritual power makes it difficult to pass through a pinhole, let alone hit the opponent's thread directly?
But unexpectedly, a smile appeared on the corner of Huang Xuanzi's mouth, and the speed of the long line was astonishingly fast.
brush!
He suddenly shrank back.
Fu Yang's thin thread whipped like this, not only did it not hit the opponent, but due to inertia, it threw out several needles strung near the end of the thread.
This is a typical example of stealing the chicken but losing the rice...
"Fake!!!"
Fu Yang cursed in his heart and angrily regained control of the thin thread and continued to swim in the air, trying to pass through the suspended slender silver needles.
"No, this is not the way to go! Although this five-color spiritual power feels like it should be pretty awesome, I haven't developed any skills yet. It's not as easy to use as the Taoist spiritual power of the Maoshan School, let alone the ghost way.
The power..."
"Wait! That's right, the power of ghost!"
Fu Yang was struggling, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.
He suddenly thought of the two forces emitted from the mural of Taoist Chisong in the basement of the villa. Among them were five-color rays of light fused with the Taoist spiritual power in the Dantian. There was also a force emitted from the vertical eye with a split eyebrow.
Enter the heart and merge with the power of ghost!
That power is only different in color from the five-color spiritual power, but has the same breath. It has been perfectly integrated with the ghost path.
In other words, the power of the ghost path itself is similar to the five-color spiritual power!
"Could this great generational inheritance of Akamatsu have something to do with the Kidō? In this case, I secretly put the power of the Kidō in it and try it. If it works, just pull it down!
This gives you the power of a small sect for nothing, so there is no need to force it."
Fu Yang is not the kind of person who gets entangled.
Once you make up your mind, do it immediately!
His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the power of the ghost came out quietly, mixed into the five-color spiritual power...
Although Huang Xuanzi was well-informed and powerful, he did not know the existence of the power of ghosts!
Perhaps even if he had seen relevant records of Shushan Ghost Sect in some secret Taoist classics, he would never have thought that this powerful Taoism that had been destroyed hundreds of years ago still had descendants!
And the inheritance method... is very similar to their Akamatsu lineage!
"Hmph! Old man, you want to play dirty, right? I will play with you."
Fu Yang sneered in his heart and added the power of ghost path into it.
But Huang Xuanzi was sighing secretly and thinking: "My grandfather once said that whoever possesses the five-color red pine spiritual power inherited from a long time ago will be the leader of our lineage. But I really can't reconcile myself to the Liang family's foundation.
Just give it up like this. I hope that the spirits of my grandfather and father in heaven can understand the unwillingness of my children and grandchildren... Even if this uncle loses, in fact, when the time is right, I will hand over the power of Wong Tai Sin Temple to him."
He was determined that Fu Yang would lose to him in Wen Dou this time.
Sudden……
When Huang Xuanzi saw the flying line controlled by Fu Yang, it was as if he had taken a stimulant. Not only did it suddenly accelerate several times, but the accuracy of the thread passing through the pinhole was also greatly improved!
Swish, brush, brush!
Ding dong ding dong…
The long thread flew and collided with the silver needles already strung on it, making a regular and pleasant sound. Then it continuously passed through new needle holes, and dozens of needles in that area were strung up in an instant.
"How is that possible?! Could he have used other means?"
Huang Xuanzi was shocked and felt incredible.
He quickly sensed it with his spiritual sense, only to find that Fu Yang had indeed only used the five-color spiritual power of Chisong's lineage!
The poor old Taoist priest couldn't find out that Fu Yang was actually cheating with the power of the ghost.
"Forget it, maybe this cheap uncle is indeed gifted. After all, at this age, he is Sanlu Zhenren, which is almost astonishing! The same is true for his friend. His future achievements should be limitless. If you observe that his character is not bad,
But he is also a beloved person of my Chisong lineage."
Many thoughts flashed through Huang Xuanzi's mind.
For a moment, the whole hall could only hear the crisp sound of his and Fu Yang's long thread passing through the needle's eye and the silver needle striking.
After a stick of incense.
One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine silver needles were all strung up by the threads of the two men, not a single one was left!
Huang Xuanzi closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense spread.
Before he could speak, the ecstatic Wei Ke had already spoken first.
"Daozhang Liang's number is nine hundred and ninety-nine, and Fu Yang's number is exactly one thousand! One more root, win!"
It turned out that she had already observed and tracked the whole process with her huge ghost king mind, and she already knew the result the moment the competition ended.
Of course... Wei knew that Fu Yang had cheated a little with his ghost power. But what does that matter?
Huang Xuanzi stood up from the futon and bowed to Fu Yang: "Master's uncle's talent for cultivation is indeed rare in ancient times. Master's nephew admires him."
Fu Yang also hurriedly returned the greeting: "Taoist Liang is ridiculously complimentary. Although Wen Dou has won, I still have a long way to go before I can reach the realm of Master Silu. Moreover, my qualifications are still relatively young. I am afraid that I will not be able to hold the position of headmaster of the Chisong lineage for the time being.
It’s hard to do the job.”
This guy is also very cunning!
He just said this deliberately to retreat in order to advance.
After all, we are modern young people, who doesn’t have some tricks up their sleeves?
But a Taoist priest like Huang Xuanzi would not think so. He only thought that Fu Yang was broad-minded. Instead of arguing with him that he was unwilling to give up the Liang family's foundation, he was humble and polite.
Sure enough, after hearing Fu Yang's words, the guilt in his heart suddenly deepened, and he looked ashamed.
He let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect that the old Taoist fool would live for seventy or eighty years, but his mind would not be as broad-minded as that of my uncle who was in his twenties."
Fu Yang was overjoyed and laughed in his heart: "Hey, is this old Taoist priest going to be converted by my pretense? Now he is going to hand over the power of Wong Tai Sin Temple to me? Let me be the headmaster!"
Unexpectedly, Huang Xuanzi praised him for his praises, but finally said that he had to wait a little longer, at least Fu Yang would become a real person in Silu.
Fu Yang instantly felt frustrated that he had failed to pretend...
But fortunately, Huang Xuanzi finally gave Fu Yang a token. It means that the status of Huang Tai Sin Temple is extremely high, and it can mobilize some disciples of the Chisong lineage in various places - although the number is not large. After all, it is a small sect.
At the same time, he also gave Fu Yang the contact information and detailed information of some of the incense believers of Wong Tai Sin Temple who are quite famous in various fields in the world of ordinary people.
These people are the spokespersons of the secular world who can make Wong Tai Sin Temple famous in the Lingnan area! Get close to them on weekdays.
It can be seen that in this world, even the so-called ascetics who do not eat the fireworks of the world still have three, six or nine levels of distinction among their followers.
The human world is like a huge furnace, and the mortal world is vast. Who can escape the word profit? (End of Chapter 4)