"Speaking of the bloody ghost, if senior brother Luo Xiuzhen is willing to take action, his chances of winning will definitely increase."
A certain disciple of Sanqing Palace suddenly thought of something and spoke.
This sentence also reminded other companions, and they spoke one after another.
"Yes, a few years ago, Senior Brother Luo personally captured a bloody ghost alive and sent it to the Ghost Suppression Cave."
"So powerful, even the weakest Blood Demon Ghost must be at the sixth to seventh level of cultivation."
Wang Fu's eyelids jumped when he heard this. Senior Brother Luo was too fierce. What was the concept of capturing a bloody ghost alive?
Qiu Bu sighed, "In the battle at Gushan, Senior Brother Luo went to the front line to guard against the other side taking the opportunity to invade the hinterland. He has nothing to do, and I don't want to bother him with such a trivial matter!"
After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that this was the case.
Qiu Bu smiled bitterly, if he could really invite Luo Xiuzhen, he alone would be able to wipe out the bloody ghosts and quell the chaos in Qiu country.
It's a pity that even the elixir of the Five Thunder Heavenly Masters can't distract Luo Xiuzhen from his attention.
There are countless disciples of Yunyang Temple, but those with the level of God of War like Luo Xiuzhen are still rare. Even the higher-ups value them very much and believe in the principle of 'good steel is used on the blade'.
"But, with your help, I will definitely succeed!"
Qiu Bu laughed boldly, looked around, and took out something from his arms, which was an embroidered brocade bag as big as a palm.
Just when others were still confused, Wang Fu suddenly asked, "Brother Qiu, you even brought the magic weapon for storage!"
"As expected of Junior Brother Wang, he has great foresight!"
Qiu Bu burst out laughing, "You must have seen the storage magic weapon in Ding Zhangdian's hands, so you recognized it!"
"Well, you can say that!"
Wang Fu was more interested in why Qiu Bu had a magic weapon for storing things.
"Ashamed, I borrowed this magic weapon from a certain senior brother and staked all my wealth on it just for this mission!"
Qiu Bu pointed at the storage bag and said, "With the storage bag, we can take on this mission with ease."
The journey from Yunyang Temple to Qiu Country lasted half a year. If there was no storage bag, the only option would be to bring a lot of gold, silver and jewelry to purchase supplies on the spot, or bring a caravan and do business along the way to provide supplies.
Within the scope of Yunyang Temple, there are still sporadic Taoist temples that can provide supplies. Once outside the sphere of influence, you have to rely on yourself for everything.
This is why many disciples chose to give up on the spot when they heard that they were leaving their sphere of influence.
Only true immortals can survive by eating wind and drinking dew. Life in heaven and earth is consumed by opening the mouth and breathing, let alone a practitioner.
The so-called bigu legend is just to stop eating and drinking, a low-level way of energy intake, and instead take pills to refine qi, which consumes more resources and costs than simply eating and drinking.
In this case, storage magic can solve many problems, especially this long-distance trip.
What Qiu Bu means is to sneak into Qiu country secretly and catch the opponent by surprise with the help of domestic secrets. Therefore, he must not make a big show of buying supplies everywhere.
"Senior Brother Qiu, you really have foresight!"
Wang Fu nodded slightly, wondering if it was time to replenish the inventory in his own lighting space?
Qiu Bu stayed away from home for too long, and Qiu country was too far away from Yunyang Temple, so it was difficult for the news to reach here.
Qiu Guo's current situation, apart from knowing that the leader is a bloody ghost, no one knows about other powerful ghosts. They can only take action when the time comes.
"Don't worry, everyone. I won't fight an unprepared battle. I have asked Professor Dong to make predictions for me. I will definitely make all my wishes come true during this trip!"
Wang Fu has reservations. Professor Dong's level as a teacher is very high, but it is unrealistic to say that for you to make serious predictions and risk leaking the secrets!
He is also considered an expert and knows that anyone who is proficient in the art of Yi Dao knows how to revere the fate of heaven. Unless it is a matter of flesh and blood, he will never risk the repercussions of heaven to reveal the secrets of the future.
Therefore, Wang Fu can conclude that the results given by Professor Dong are similar to the 'placebo' effect.
Don't even mention it, these Jinshu disciples around here are really doing this.
"Professor Dong has said it, so we can feel relieved."
Wang Fu slapped his palm and realized that this was a white lie.
He always felt unsure, so he thought it would be better to do some calculations after he went back to see if there was any solution.
It's just a bloody ghost. As long as he is not provoked, the danger will not be too great. Even if he encounters his ruthless villains, with Wang Fu's current strength, it is not a problem to escape unscathed. If pressed, a counterattack is possible.
possible.
"Um?"
The hexagrams are very strange, showing the "two phases of bad and good". This is an interesting example in the Book of Changes, which verifies the principle of "things depend on man-made things".
The outcome is between two options, and the key is to choose. If you choose the right choice, you will be lucky, but if you choose the wrong choice, it will be a bad omen for death and no life.
"now it's right."
The future is variable. If it is a certain result, Wang Fu cannot believe it. It must be the result of being distorted by others.
Today's hexagrams appear more realistic.
"It's decided, let's go!"
Before leaving, Wang Fu asked his mentor Ding Zhangdian for instructions on the content of this mission.
After all, he had been at home for four or five years since he came back from Gushan last time, so it was reasonable for him to do another mission.
As for the elixir nature of the Five Thunder Heavenly Masters, Wang Fu held back the details and did not tell Ding Zhangdian.
Before hearing the story of Senior Brother Jiansong, Wang Fu definitely didn't have this concern, but now he hesitated.
If Master Ding knew that he chose to participate in the mission because of this elixir, he would definitely stop him.
"Qiu State is quite far away, and seems to be outside the Taoist sphere of influence!"
Ding Zhangdian learned about the mission location and immediately captured the key.
"Although it's a little far away, Senior Brother Qiu is a prince in the country and has local influence. It's convenient for him to do anything."
Wang Fu explained hurriedly.
"That's right. Traveling abroad has greatly promoted my practice. I wish I could be my teacher back then..."
Now that Ding Zhangdian was interested, Wang Fu had no choice but to accompany him and recall the glorious past... for six hours.
It's midnight, the moon is in the sky!
"..., well, it's getting late, you go back and get ready!"
Ding Zhangdian waved his hand, and Wang Furuo turned around and left as if he had been pardoned.
Before leaving, Wang Fu noticed that there was something on the altar table, which was the treasure that Jiansong took back from Gushan at the cost of his life.
However, over the years, Ding Zhangdian has always abandoned it, treating the treasure as a memorial to his disciples.
Over the years, he has stopped at the realm of the Eight Songs. It is clear that taking the treasure can eradicate old problems and jump to the peak of the Nine Songs, but he has never chosen to take the last step.
"Master, when will you overcome your inner demons?"
Wang Fu knew that Jiansong's death had become the inner demon of Ding Zhangdian. As long as he could not see through it, he would stop at his current state. Not only was there no hope for the Heavenly Master, he could not even break through to the peak of Jiuqu.
Ding Zhangdian is over 100 years old. He sees the opportunity fleeting and it will be too late if he doesn't seize it.