The local official Sanyuan is the most urgent, and he believes that he has the best chance of winning.
After all, Wang Fu mastered two scriptures, one to grant blessings and one to relieve misfortune, but the only one missing was forgiveness of sins.
Because the key scriptures for forgiveness of sins are in his hands, he is not as panicked as Shui Guan Sanyuan.
At best, there are a few land official orders in the opponent's hands, and some of their power has been taken away.
Once he stabilizes his tactics, he can cut off Wang Fu's threat and find an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.
If he operates it properly, he will have the last laugh in this game, and he will love both the Heavenly and Water Officials in his palms.
Therefore, to do big things, you need to be generous and not be too stingy.
"Three elements are united into one. First I have to unite them into one."
Local official Sanyuan waved to one person, "Come back!"
Many surprised eyes followed and fell on the body of the Heavenly Master Zhiya in the Divine Machine, "It's you!"
The old aunt on the side walked over with her son and son supporting her, "Seventh brother, go and persuade me to let dad leave early!"
"They say that someone who dies in old age is a thief. He has enjoyed happiness and had enough life in his life, so why is he willing to die?"
The monks came in a hurry, holding strips of white linen in their hands, and dressed them for the master and his wife.
Like other Celestial Masters, who have lived for too long, the people in the clan know that many generations have passed and family ties are weak.
When I walked into the house, the old man was still angry. When he saw eight people retreating, he tried to open his eyes to identify them. The old lady next to him pointed them out to me.
When he walked to the door, Wang Tianshi saw an older man. He turned around and said with a wrinkled smile, "Maverick."
Mrs. Wang's eyes fell on Wang Fu's head, and he felt a force coming from nowhere. He straightened his lower body and caressed the top of Wang Fu's head. "That's your son."
"Let's go, eight of us, to kowtow to dad."
After the local official finished his work, it was Shuiguan's turn.
Inside the door, Wang Tianshi is very calm. I know that my father has arrived today, but the gods have saved him.
Before he came again, Wang Fu's body had finished his transformation, and two shadows condensed on both sides of the screen wall in front of him, which were surprisingly the two screens on the other side. The second master of the water king and the second master of the earth king trembled, it was wonderful, they suddenly merged into one,
Take back all your possessions.
But……
I looked at the master of the Dao Palace with pleading eyes, but received a warm response.
The Tao Palace master’s goal is to become an immortal, and the Eight Yuan Celestial Master is just a auxiliary way to me.
Wang Tianshi stood up and was about to greet his brother and kowtow, but suddenly found that the other brother had not disappeared yet.
The truth is revealed, it turns out that Zhiya is just a clone of Sanyuan, the local official.
So, after waiting for a long time, the Second Master Water King did not return the eight yuan to one.
Diguan Sanyuan nodded firmly, opened his arms and hugged him, and Zhiya disappeared on the spot and disappeared into his chest.
The three three-yuan heavenly masters all have their own avatars. This is not a secret among them.
Under the soft silk couch, the old lady's throat wheezed, making a sound like a bellows, her eyes widened, and she insisted on dying. Mrs. Wang, leaning on a cane and supported by several granddaughter-in-laws, slowly straightened up.
scold.
After a while, Diguan Sanyuan felt that his priesthood was becoming more stable. He opened his eyes and looked at Shuiguan Sanyuan, meaning it's your turn.
At the very last moment of his life, Father Wang got his wish and saw his son Fan Ya.
I am just a remnant soul of the Taoist temple that died under the lonely mountain. I was summoned by Wang Fu from the air to fulfill the family's last wish. The old man also saw that Wang Fu behind him was his lost son. Finally
After leaving, I got what I wanted.
"Hey, there is no such thing as immortality. We are all mortals, and we will age as we should."
"Shh, wait a minute."
The smallest wealthy family in the city has the surname Wang, and that family is very good. It is the family of Sanyuan, the official of Leihuo Palace.
Fan Ya sighed and said, "I heard that my dad can take care of himself. I'll take you to see him."
In Que Mutian's sight, a wisp of smoke dissipated from Wang Fu's palm, and the compassion and sorrow underneath him flashed away.
"The joys and sorrows of this world are here to an end."
When I raised my head, the old man closed his eyes and had passed away for a long time.
I looked at Wang Fu, where was his?
In the house, there was a small cry, the old man was dead.
At that moment, the person standing in front of me was Guan Sanyuan. He was also a Taoist master. He was an elder brother, a biological brother.
If the Wang family can't be as powerful as it is today, its smallest backer is not Guan Sanyuan.
A master walked back slowly and hurriedly. I thought it was strange that our young master, as a young master of the Celestial Master, could suddenly come home. Wang Celestial Master was surprised and said, "Wait, go and greet him."
Hearing that cry, Fan Yaxia, who was not Wang Xiaoniu back then, shed tears and said, "Brother, he is back."
The large town next to Yunyang Temple has not become a small city after years of expansion and development.
"Grandpa, what should we do now?"
The Wang family is not what it is today, all because of my brother's reputation and protection, but the price is not that I can see each other for decades.
After closing his eyes, Mr. Wang's first wish was not to see his youngest son again, nor to see Wang Tianshi's brother again.
"Master, no one asked to see me inside. They said it was me."
Since there is no Taoist temple protection nearby, the hidden dangers of ghosts and monsters are eliminated, and the population is multiplied and prospered.
However, spiritual practice can lead to immortality, but mortals cannot. On that day, Mr. Wang, who was not Guan Sanyuan’s father, came to the end of his life. Although there was no life-extending elixir, Mr. Wang still got up from bed despite illness and disasters.
Sighing.
The Second Prince of Earth's heart sank. He was deliberately seeking death, and you persuaded him to do so.
"Is he insisting on dying? Is he deliberately consuming the blessings of his descendants?"
A man who has been looking up to me for many years asked me, "That is Master Wang Tianshi's favorite grandson."
Net King Xiao Niu took Fan Ya all the way to the door. Wang Qiya was not waiting for Shao Shi.
However, Fan Yaxia, even though she is not related by blood to us, we just meet her as soon as we meet her.
Wang Fu burst into tears, "Dad, you are Wang Fu."
At the critical moment, the more clones you have, the more scattered your power will be, so you have to take them all back.
Wang Fu was confused, I was the rumored official Sanyuan, and I had brought honor and protection to that family.
"Damn old man, this is his youngest son."
The old man wanted to curse, but he turned his head away in anger and began to breathe in and out.
It is simply possible for me to give up the one-step path to immortality and instead take the eight-element path.
The two old men exchanged support with each other and walked into the house, chatting as they walked.
Fan Yaxia became a Heavenly Master at a very young age, which also meant that her family and parents were still alive and could take advantage of her.
But the Wang family doesn't have that trouble. The head of the family, Wang Tianshi, is not Guan Sanyuan's biological brother.
I asked for a husband, and I know it will be useful. Even the elixirs are useful, not to mention the abnormal needle stone.
Since moving from their hometown, Mrs. Wang and Fan Yaxia have been running the business for two generations, and they have not yet become the smallest wealthy family in the area.
Shuiguan Sanyuan is suffering because I am not a clone!
Wang Tianshi was pampered and well-maintained, and he looked more than ten years older than his actual age.
"Brother, the Taoist priests all say that immortality is the result of old age, but why does he age more slowly than you?"
"Does it have to be like this?" Zhi Ya smiled miserably.
"It has to be this way."
Wang Tianshi looked at his white-haired sister and sighed, "Take that as a filial son."
"You know what I'm waiting for, but please come back!"