In fact, Wang Fu's mastery of the Shaping Curse is not a big news among beginner disciples.
However, this news is only limited to a small circle.
The spread of news about Yunyang Temple is still in the word-of-mouth stage, but there are no cheat sheets or bulletin boards.
Formal disciples have different circles, and generally they are not too interested in the affairs of entry-level disciples.
Therefore, today, Wang Fu cast the Shaping Spell and it was so brilliant that everyone was surprised.
The key is that this time it was effective in actual combat, not the warm-hearted, point-and-click way of sparring in a Taoist temple.
Xiong Qili also paid more attention to Wang Fu than ever before and wanted to talk to him.
"Junior brother Wang, how did you cultivate this shaping spell?"
"It was taught by Professor Lu himself."
Xiong Qili realized that Teacher Lu didn't know the shaping spell. Could it be that Wang Fu had figured it out on his own? This was incredible, he was a genius!
At this time, someone also explained that when he left earlier, Wang Fu cast a shaping spell and captured four evil spirits one after another. His mastery of this spell was extraordinary.
"Junior brother Wang, I'm not polite anymore. If I encounter trouble later, I want you to cast a shaping spell to help."
Wang Fu nodded, "Senior brother, please give me your instructions. I am obligated to do so!"
Kumatori turned around and looked at the blazing grass. It was now covered in will-o'-the-wisps, with a huge momentum, advancing the front line step by step.
The ghosts hiding behind the scenes obviously refused to give up and wanted to leave them behind completely.
"Playing with fire with me?"
Xiongtori sneered twice, closed his palms, and rubbed them in front of his body a few times.
Then, he spread out his hands, and fireballs like cattail leaf fans ignited in his palms, causing crack-like lines to appear in the air.
"The thunder from the sky turns into fire when it hits the ground."
"Restrain the evil and eliminate evil."
"Destroy!"
Two balls of thunderfire burned violently, streaking across the sky like meteors, and rushed into the wall made of will-o'-the-wisps.
boom!
The wall of ghost fire exploded into seven or eight pieces on the spot. Whoosh, whoosh, countless ghost figures sprang out and scattered in all directions.
It turns out that this nest of ghosts is hiding deep in the grass, using will-o'-the-wisps as cover.
"Where to go!"
Seeing that there were no evil ghosts among the ghosts, Kumatori was too lazy to use magic weapons and just poked them one by one with his finger.
Other disciples also took action one after another. Because there were too many ghosts, they had to kill a large number first, and then capture them calmly when the number was small.
Just as Wang Fugu was about to take action, several figures stopped in front of him, including Bian Yunlong and the senior brother who had been burned by the ghost fire just now.
The people had good intentions and took the initiative to protect Wang Fu, fearing that he might make a mistake.
Wang Fu couldn't laugh or cry. In this case, would he still have a chance to take action?
After practicing for thousands of times, I perfected an axe-axe skill, but I didn’t even get a chance to use it.
"Junior Brother Wang, there are many ghosts, so be careful."
Wang Fu's mouth was bitter, but he still couldn't stand out. Now he has become the protected animal of the team. What will happen next?
There are hundreds of ghosts in this nest sprouting from the grass, but they are all at the evil ghost level, and there are no evil ghosts.
At first, everything was in a hurry, but as Xiong Turi stepped in front and stabilized the situation, things gradually improved.
The disciples of the Thunder Fire Palace cast spells one after another to blow up the ghosts flying in front of them, and took the opportunity to take out the ghost-sealing vessels and put them in them.
Wang Fu watched helplessly, suffering from the tight protection and no chance to take action.
He could roughly guess the thinking of Bian Yunlong and others, which was to protect Wang Fu's safety during the battle and not allow any action unless necessary. Until he encountered a strong enemy, Wang Fu's shaping spell would play a decisive role.
As for ghost hunting and other things that are too dangerous, give him some afterward, anyway, it won't make Wang Fu suffer.
"I need to gain experience!"
Wang Fu screamed in his heart, there is no soul in upgrades that only open treasure chests.
"Um?"
Wang Fu glanced around and saw the figures mingling around him. Amidst the cries of ghosts and howls of wolves, various spells flew out one by one, killing the evil ghosts in a panic.
He suddenly noticed something was wrong and raised his head to the crowd, "One, two..."
Counting from one to eight, Wang Fu fell into silence. There were eight people in the group, which was theoretically correct. The key was... he hadn't counted himself yet!
In other words, among the disciples present, besides Wang Fu, eight people appeared.
"There's a ghost!"
Wang Fu's hair stood on end. Nothing could happen at this time. Once something went wrong, the whole army would be wiped out immediately.
Going deep into enemy territory is like walking on thin ice and be careful every step of the way.
"Cough cough cough!"
Wang Fu remained calm and opened his Dharma Eyes to scan around, but the effect was not great. There were ghost shadows everywhere, and he couldn't see anything at all.
Opening the eyes of life candle again, sure enough, apart from myself, there are only seven red candles, and the rest are white candles.
In other words, the extra person is definitely a ghost.
If the owner of the white candle can be found, the true identity of the ghost that has blended into the crowd can be determined.
The key is……
Wang Fu couldn't find it. There was a melee at the moment, with humans and ghosts intertwined. Except for the eight red candles, the others were all white life candles, so it was impossible to tell them apart.
"not good!"
Wang Fu's eyes dazzled and he shed tears. So many life candles entered his eyes at once, which was too heavy for him and his eyes couldn't bear it.
You can be sure that the ghosts who blended into the crowd must have bad intentions and want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a sneak attack.
Among the group of people, the rest are nothing to worry about. Only Xiong Tili is the strongest and the leader of the group. Once he is attacked by surprise, the group will be destroyed.
Wang Fu thought of this, looked in the direction of Xiong Tili, and found a figure slowly approaching from behind.
"You are the one!"
Wang Fu rubbed his eyes, and then looked in that direction. Sure enough, except for Xiong Qili's red candle, he was surrounded by dense white candles.
That ghost is not an ordinary thing. It is most likely a vicious ghost level. It has mastered secret techniques and can interfere with everyone's sight and thinking.
Except for Wang Fu, the other disciples were more or less affected and thought that he was a companion, and the number of their own group was nine.
This ferocious ghost sneaked up behind Xiongturi, tore off his disguise, stretched out his livid ghost claws towards him, and dug into his vitals.
The hairs on the back of Xiong Tili's neck stood up. At this moment, the instinct developed in life and death was warning that a powerful enemy was attacking.
However, the vicious ghost's deliberate sneak attack was incredibly fast. The tip of its claws had already scratched the clothes on the back and was about to sink into the flesh.
"Certainly!"
Wang Fu shouted, and the evil ghost was hit by the shaping spell. The blood that was supposed to splash did not appear after all.
"Destroy it!"
Xiong Tili turned around and broke into a cold sweat when he saw the immobilized evil ghost.
Immediately, he called for thunder and fire to wrap around his fist, punched it with a hammer, beat the evil ghost half to death, and then put it into the ghost-sealing vessel.
Wang Fu took a deep breath. The evil ghost was very powerful, far superior to ordinary evil ghosts. The shaping spell just now could last up to five breaths. Once the time expired, the evil ghost would break free from its restraints.
Well done, Xiong Qili reacted in time and subdued the evil ghost.