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Chapter 267 on a whim

After the murderous scholar was executed, Wang Fu walked to the front of the motorcade, sighed, and stretched out his hand.

The carriages, boxes, and sleeping figures disappeared one after another without a trace.

The next moment, Wang Fu took out the moiré mirror from his arms and pointed it at the ground.

brush!

In an instant, the intact convoy fell from the sky, with no one injured.

The most evil scholar tried his best, but he didn't know that Wang Fu had already taken double insurance, used a moiré mirror to open up a mirror space, and sent all his family members in.

What remains in the outside world is the shadow cast by the bronze mirror, which is enough to confuse the fake with the real one.

Even in the most critical moment, Wang Fu showed no flaws and looked like he was desperately trying to save people, making the most vicious scholar sure that he could defeat him.

This ghost is cunning and relies on his own cleverness, so ordinary means cannot defeat him.

The family members in the motorcade were the loopholes that Wang Fu deliberately left for the opponent. Without these loopholes, the most vicious scholar would not have been determined to play Wang Fu in the applause, and would still fight with him until the last moment.

From the beginning, Wang Fu never thought about putting his family in a trap.

Everything is an illusion, a trap to lure the most evil scholar into taking the bait.

"You are so clever that you have been misled by your cleverness!

Wang Fu shook his head and was about to put away the flag.

"You lied to me? Impossible."

The evil scholar's residual ghost nature became violent after hearing this. How could he be tricked by a little Taoist priest from Yang Guan Dao?

"Be good, you are all adults now, you have to stand upright when you get beaten. There are no fights you can't afford to lose, only people you can't afford to lose."

No matter how hard the most evil scholar struggled, it was to no avail.

Although old evil ghosts can condense a trace of their evil nature, they cannot separate from the body like fierce ghosts. They can only survive after the main body dissipates.

Those who are unlucky will be taken away by practitioners and used as materials for refining magic weapons. Those who are lucky will be possessed by objects and let ordinary people pick them up. Through the long-term temptation, they will occupy the magpie's nest and seize the body, and gradually grow stronger.

, returns to ghost form.

Otherwise, there is no other choice.

The most evil scholar chose to merge with the spiritual energy command flag, which was a helpless move. This was the only way to gain a chance of survival.

However, when Wang Fu turned on the light space, he was completely panicked.

The storage space has never been seen, so how can he confuse Wang Fu and achieve his goal?

"Since you still have storage space, my God, you are not a disciple of Yunyang Temple at all. I'm afraid you are a direct descendant of Yunzhong Taoist Temple."

Taoist Temple in the Cloud?

Seeing that Wang Fu was confused, the most evil scholar explained, "The origin of your Sanqing inheritance in Yunyang Temple is Yunzhong Taoist Temple."

"Master Yunyang Temple was originally from Yunzhong Taoist Temple and once again created a branch."

I have never heard of the origin of Yunyang Temple and this past incident!

"Thank you."

Wang Fu was very grateful for his popularization of science, but he did not prevent the flag from being included in the light space.

"Don't you want to know the origin and usage of this treasure? I can tell you."

The most evil scholar still refuses to give up.

"In no mood!"

Wang Fu decisively threw the flag into the light space. When the space was closed, he could still hear the murderous scholar's roar, "You will regret it."

I will regret it if I believe your lies.

The whole team went to bed late today, and the old housekeeper was the first to wake up and hurriedly apologized to Wang Fu.

"It's okay. It's a hard journey. I understand."

But Wang Fu knew that without the most dangerous scholar blocking his way, the road would be clear.

The area from his home to Yunyang Temple is a safe zone. People from Taoist temples often come and go, and any ghosts who dare to show their respects have been wiped out long ago.

Who could have imagined that the peace that had been maintained for so many years would be broken right away.

The peace agreement between Yunyang Temple and Gushan ghost world originated from their common enemy, the ghost tribe.

Nowadays, the ghost tribe has been destroyed and the remnants have become insignificant. However, the ghost world of Gushan has gradually grown and expanded. It covets the fertile land and population outside the mountain and wants to invade the territory of Yunyang Temple.

Wang Fu could smell the ominous aura coming from the wind. Sure enough, a battle was inevitable.

As a disciple of Yunyang Temple, he will definitely be involved.

The war is coming!

Wang Fu's heart moved, so he took out the turtle shell and made a fortune.

After thinking about it, he was afraid that his small frame would not be able to handle such a big thing.

When the two parties are fighting, the powerful ghosts and the high-level Jiuqu will definitely be involved, and even evil ghosts and heavenly masters will be involved.

With so many powerful beings and masters of various secret techniques, how could he pry into them at will?

Thinking of this, Wang Fu put down the turtle shell again and pondered again and again.

"How about putting on the vest?"

Wang Fu thought of Yi Wuya. He had been keeping this vest for a long time and it was finally time to use it.

"The combination of Gui Zangyi and the secret method of hiding the qi is the secret method of transferring qi that can change the day and night."

"Yi Wuya, I'm counting on you for this one."

Wang Fu raised the tortoise shell and thought to himself, fortune tellers are most taboo about the macroscopic view, and rashly spying on large-scale changes in heaven will lead to an early death.

It is prudent to start small.

"Let me calculate it, what is the real trigger point of this war?"

Wang Fu has calculated it many times before, but 90% of it is an established fact that has already happened, and the backlash is not big.

The most powerful one was when he divined the future of the ghost girl Lady 28. When she saw her being stabbed through the chest with a sword, she was greatly affected.

From then on, Wang Fu was extremely cautious about the future and did not get involved casually.

This time, however, the war between the Yunyang Temple and the Gushan Ghost Realm breaks out, including Wang Fu himself, his relatives, friends, and elders of his sect, all of whom will be involved.

For this reason, I had to take the risk.

The residence of the disciples of Yunyang Temple Sanqing Hall...

Yi Wuya is full of energy. His practice has been going smoothly recently, and he is looking forward to taking a step further and trying to break through into music.

Moreover, his Yi Dao skills have also improved by leaps and bounds with the benefit of Gui Zang Yi.

Because Guizang Yi was too precious and his origin could not be explained, Yi Wuya did not dare to disclose it to the outside world, and everyone, including his mentor, also remained silent.

Despite his worries, Yi Wuya's skills in magic are getting better and better day by day.

Yi Wuya even concluded that if he had the chance to meet Wang Fu again, he would definitely be able to avenge his past humiliation instead of testing his skills in magic.

Unfortunately, I heard that Wang Fu went back to visit relatives and was not at the Taoist temple recently.

"Um?"

Yi Wuya suddenly had a sudden impulse and took out the turtle shell from his sleeve.

This tortoise shell is three thousand years old. It was obtained with great difficulty, and it was polished by him playing with it.

"Is there going to be trouble in the Gushan ghost world?"

This whim points to a big event in the future.

Yi Wuya's expression became serious, and he pointed at the surroundings. Under the stimulation of his magic power, countless runes appeared on the wall, instantly isolating the outside world.

"It concerns the overall situation of the Taoist temple, and I have no shirking responsibility."

At this moment, a look of righteousness appeared on Yi Wuya's face.

In the entire Taoist temple, he was the only one who could sense the signs in advance and find out the fate of the Taoist temple. This was the magic of Gui Zangyi.

With a sacred sense of mission, Yi Wuya held the turtle shell, input his magic power, and began to make calculations.

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