In the darkness, Wang Fu opened his eyes and let out a slight sigh.
The trip to the capital of Qiu State was at a disadvantage as soon as it arrived. Not only was his whereabouts exposed, but he was also manipulated by the opponent in various ways.
All the fancy banquets, beauties, fine wines and delicacies are all traps with soft knives.
Qiu Bu waited for nine of his fellow disciples, who had completely changed their faces, indulged in wealth and pleasure, and showed no sign of respect to him.
Wang Fu even suspected that ever since he entered the capital, he had fallen under the control of the blood demons. The current environment he was in was hard to tell whether it was a lie or a reality. Even the members of the same sect might not be real.
Wang Fu sighed, even if he had Dharma Eyes and Ming Minghuo, it would be difficult to see through the many obstacles in the game.
The illusion of ghosts is powerful. It not only affects the eyes, but also directly affects the brain by distorting various senses.
Especially for Li Gui, even if your facial features are closed, you can still be hurt by the touch of your skin as if you were exposed to furnaces, icebergs, and sharp knives, and eventually die tragically on the spot.
Don't be afraid of those who confront you head-on, but be afraid of those who play with the illusion of human nature, shrouded in fog, leaving you with nowhere to use your strength.
This bloody ghost dove occupied the magpie's nest and infiltrated the upper echelons of the Qiu Kingdom's royal family. You don't need to think too much. He must be smart. Now that he has been operating in the Qiu Kingdom for many years, his power is inexplicably deep.
Since he was in the enemy's nest and the situation was unknown, Wang Fu had no choice but to fight alone to rescue Qiu Bu's mother-in-law and little sister from Qiu State, and then he fulfilled his trust.
Thinking of this, Wang Fu said loudly, "Here comes someone."
Sure enough, there was someone waiting outside. Hearing this, he opened the door and came in. "What do you want my distinguished guest to do?"
Wang Fu pretended to have a hangover and a headache, rubbed his temples and said, "I am new here and would like to pay a visit to the king. Please make arrangements."
"Your distinguished guest, please wait a moment."
That afternoon, Wang Fu met King Qiu in the palace.
Standing on the high steps were members of the royal family, Qiu Bu was among them, and his mother-in-law and little sister were also standing beside them.
The king has a beard and a majestic appearance, holding a gold cane studded with gems. Next to him stands the queen with high eyebrows and a proud look.
Qiu Bu's mother-in-law stood aside, her eyebrows lowered and her eyes submissive, her attitude was respectful, and she was obviously not very favored.
"Junior Brother Wang."
Several fellow disciples were also standing nearby, greeting Wang Fu politely.
"Wang Fu, a disciple of Yunyang Temple, has met the king."
Wang Fu was so weak that it was impossible for him to kneel down and kowtow.
"Taoist Master, no courtesy."
The king smiled and raised his hand, beckoning him to sit next to him.
In this case, it is obviously not possible to detect with the discerning eye. After all, people treat each other with courtesy and politeness.
Wang Fu directly used the Twins of Life and Fire to sweep over the group of people, slightly surprised.
They are all alive, and there is no trace of the white candle.
Could it be that the bloody ghost is hiding elsewhere in the palace? Apart from the royal family members, there are only eunuchs and maids.
This is difficult!
There are tens of thousands of people living in and around the palace, and it is unrealistic to look at them one by one.
Wang Fu also thought that those who could interfere with national decision-making were at least nine thousand years old. Even important civil and military officials above the court might be possessed by ghosts.
"Senior Brother Qiu Bu, you said before that you wanted to invite the princess and the princess to burn incense at the Taoist temple. This is why the junior brothers are here. When should we set off?"
In the next sentence, Wang Fu went straight to the point and reminded Qiu that the purpose of his trip was unknown.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly changed.
The other disciples of Yunyang Temple who had entered Ququ showed expressions of surprise, looking at Wang Fu as if they didn't recognize him.
Qiu Bu frowned even more and said directly, "Junior brother of the royal family, are you remembering it wrong?"
"I invite you to visit the Kingdom of Qiu and visit your father, queen, mother and concubines. I have no other arrangements."
The fellow disciples next to him also said, "Junior brother Wang must be tired from the journey and got drunk last night, and his head is all muddled."
On the high platform, Qiu Bu's mother-in-law said softly, "Taoist Master, there is a Taoist temple in our Qiu country. Why bother to travel across mountains and rivers to Yunyang Temple, thousands of miles away? Besides, the royal family can't leave the capital easily. This is
rule."
Qiu Bu also said angrily, "Junior brother Wang, you have forgotten how dangerous the journey for our group is. My mother and my little sister are weak and cannot withstand the long journey."
"Don't mention this again."
A group of people around him were refuting Wang Fu's statement, making his suggestion ridiculous.
Wang Fu nodded slightly and suddenly clasped his fists, "Junior brother remembered it wrong, senior brother Qiu, please forgive me."
He didn't insist on it, but wanted to see what kind of trick he was playing in front of him.
Suddenly, the mighty king spoke, "Taoist priest, it's a good time for you. I have a happy event to announce."
Wang Fu raised his eyebrows and said, "Please give me some advice from the king."
"My son, Qiu Bubu, is smart and wise. He has gradually gained experience through studying at Yunyang Temple over the years."
"It happened that the prince died of illness. According to the ranking, he should take over the position of crown prince and take over my throne in the future."
He smiled and said to everyone, "You are my son's fellow disciples, so it's just the right time for us to meet. In a few days, I will hold a grand ceremony to confer Qiu Bubu as the crown prince.
Wang Fu laughed and clapped, "This is a great event!"
Looking at Qiu Bu, his face was beaming with joy, he was wearing a golden crown and a brocade robe. He didn't look like he was practicing ascetic training in a Taoist temple at all. He seemed to be looking forward to the future power, wealth and splendor in the world.
"You are all my son's disciples, and you are also Taoist monks. I have decided to confer you and others the title of national preceptor and reward 10,000 households with land and food."
The other eight Jince disciples quickly bowed down to express their gratitude, and some urged Wang Fu to follow suit.
Wang Fu's eyebrows gradually grew, and in a jubilant atmosphere, he spoke.
"I have a question. Can you explain it?"
The surrounding area became quiet. The king, then the queen, Qiu Bu, the princess and the princess all turned to Wang Fu and stared at him.
Including the eight fellow disciples beside him, they looked directly at Wang Fu.
Wang Fu didn't seem to notice anything strange, but asked instead.
"Senior Brother Qiu entered the Taoist temple to practice thirty years ago. Why do his family members still look young after thirty years? Could it be that they are fellow Taoists who are successful in Taoism?"
"absurd."
Qiu Bu shouted angrily, "Junior brother Wang, how can you offend my father's majesty and why don't you come and apologize quickly?"
The eight Jinshu disciples were divided into two groups, each grabbing Wang Fu's arms and forcing him to kneel on the ground.
"Sorry, sorry."
"Excuse me."
The crowd's voices were dull and repetitive, gradually converging into a torrent and entering Wang Fu's mind through both ears.
"The light in the heart breaks the illusion."
Wang Fu suddenly raised his head, and in the depths of his eyes, two flames suddenly lit up, divided into three layers: the heart of the flame, the inner flame and the outer flame.
The firelight from the heart lamp burst out from the eyes, and in an instant it was like burning oil. It spread across the ground. Including Qiu Bu, other disciples of the same sect, including members of the royal family, showed frightened expressions and fled away.
In the blink of an eye, everything in front of you melted into the firelight.
Wang Fu opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was still in the doorway and had not yet entered the capital.