Chapter 192: A head-on confrontation with Shao Siming
Something is wrong.
Wu Wan walked forward for a while after walking out of the alley, then suddenly stopped and turned to look towards the alley.
The woman just now has disappeared.
There was an old woman in the extraordinary realm who was acting as a guard beside her and asked, "Master of the Palace, what's wrong?"
"It's okay," Wu said with a smile, "Maybe it's because I've been too tired recently, and I was a little rude to that woman just now."
"You think too much," the old woman said with a smile.
Wu Wan withdrew his probing gaze and looked at the four old men following him.
As far as the guard job is concerned, they are actually not qualified.
The vast majority of high-level people in the human realm have cultivation levels above the extraordinary realm. The master of the Renhuang Pavilion who needs protection like Wu Juan cannot be said to be unique, but it is also the only one in the past ten thousand years.
These old men and women are usually ancestor-like figures in their respective sects. They are willing to come and serve as his guards for a few years, which has given Renhuang Pavilion enough face, and it is impossible to ask them to pay attention to the protective formation.
Wu Wan glanced at the woman who was leaning forward in the middle of the street;
She stood up holding her chest and kept thanking the two people beside her. She said that she just had a sudden shortness of breath and that her cultivation skills were not good enough.
A flash of silver light flashed across Wu Huan's eyes, and then he looked away from the woman.
The opponent's soul is no different, and the aura in his body is indeed fluctuating.
Wu Wang warned: "My Taoist heart is a little unsettled. I would like to trouble you to carefully explore everywhere to see if there is anything abnormal in the city."
"good."
"Don't worry, Lord."
These four experts did not dare to be vague and began to search everywhere carefully.
The five people mingled with the crowd and rushed to the venue of the competition. When they approached the edge of the venue, there were so many monks that the air and the ground were crowded. The four masters could only use their own pressure to protect Wu Wanfei in the arena.
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The venue is in the shape of a square, divided into three major areas: the preliminary stage, the judging stage, and the viewing stage.
There are a total of sixteen seats in the preliminary stage, and sixteen [Eight Treasures True Yuan Tiangong Furnace] are erected.
There were sixty-six famous weapon refiners in the human realm sitting on the judging table, all of them were gray-haired, and most of them were old men.
The auditorium is distributed on four sides, with a total of more than 3,600 seats;
Only those who have received an official invitation from the competition can sit here, and most of them are members of the sect who are good at refining weapons.
The monks who are about to participate in the competition can only float in the air with the many monks watching the fun at this moment, standing outside, arranged front and back according to the size of the numbers in their hands.
In this regard, Lin Qi, the director-general of this treasure refining competition, who always has to work every day, can't help but feel a little regretful.
If there is a second competition, Lin Qi will definitely choose the venue in the mountains.
Seeing Wu Wang appear, the two deputy pavilion masters of Renhuang Pavilion and Tiangong Pavilion led the crowd to greet him, trying to drag Wu Wang to the throne.
Wu Wan slipped his feet, smiled at the two deputy pavilion masters, and scurried to the area behind the judging table, sitting next to Zhi Mo.
The four extraordinary people took their seats in the row behind him.
Almost as soon as Wu Wang took his seat, a faint light rose around the venue, and the monks who had been waiting for a long time spoke out one after another.
Suddenly hearing a buzzing sound from all directions, Wu Wan had no choice but to seal his ears with his immortal power and spread his immortal consciousness everywhere.
Zhi Mo said in his voice: "Brother Wuwang, it is not a good thing to keep a low profile. You should be in the limelight when you should be in the limelight."
"This has nothing to do with being in the limelight."
Wu Wang crossed his legs and said leisurely: "I won't work as much as I can. This is the consistent principle of the master of this palace."
"That's what I said," Zimo said with a smile, "If something important happens, Brother Wuwang is always the first to stand up."
"I'm not that noble... By the way, where is Le Yao?"
Zimo spread his hands: "She felt that refining weapons was too boring, so she went to see Elder Miao for a drink."
"They are quite familiar with each other."
The two chatted for a few words, and Wu Wang inexplicably remembered the scene in the alley before, and sat there slightly lost in thought.
Although there was no evidence, Wu Wan's intuition told him that he just experienced more than a coincidence.
"Mr. Ge?"
Wu Wang didn't even look back and said, "Please take a trip and find the woman we saw standing unsteadily in the street before and control her. I'll go inquire after the opening here."
"Yes," Mr. Ge agreed in his voice. His figure turned into a wisp of smoke and quietly escaped through the gap in the wall.
Ji Mo sent a message and asked: "Could it be that the ghost of the Ten Fierce Palaces is still lingering?"
Wu smiled and asked slowly: "Brother Ji, what do you think, if Tiangong wants to come here to cause trouble, what are they trying to do?"
Zhi Mo smiled and said: "Since we are mortal enemies, they must not want us to be happy. They will not let us accomplish anything we want to do."
"That makes sense."
As soon as Wu Wang finished speaking, the noise around him suddenly became quiet, but several figures slowly fell from the sky, and the treasure refining competition was about to officially begin.
The ones at the front of these people were Lin Qi, who was well dressed, and the four maids.
Look at the four pretty girls with similar looks, the plum blossoms and autumn chrysanthemums are blooming together, and the peonies and orchids are greeting each other;
Their lips are red and their skin is moist. Dressed in four different styles, they compete with each other in beauty, which is dizzying and admiring that this is the divine touch of the Virgin when pinching people.
In the presence of the four people, Lin Qi, the famous son of the Lin family...
Looks okay.
Lin Qi cupped his fists with both hands, made three bows in various places, and then stood upright.
In the back corner, Zhi Mo and Wu Wan looked at each other and both showed gentle smiles.
It's probably a subtle state of mind that says "this kid is finally going to be successful".
Just listen to Lin Qi's loud voice:
“In ancient times, the art of refining weapons arose in the human realm, using materials from heaven and earth to refine immortal treasures, so as to protect the gods from the outside and protect the mortal world from the inside.
To this day, weapon refining in the human realm has been flourishing for a long time, and there are still people of insight who are marching on this avenue and creating one legend after another.
As you know, my teacher once asked me this - what is the end point of the art of weapon refining?"
Wu Wan:......
When Lin Qi was reading the manuscript in the private room on the top floor of Guantao Tower just now, this paragraph was missing!
Lin Qi paused for a moment, and his voice continued to spread throughout Fuyu City.
In a hidden courtyard, several figures stood quietly under a tree. They stopped their previous conversation and couldn't help but listen.
They are the incarnations of Shao Siming and several fierce gods.
Lin Qi's voice floated over:
"I answered my teacher at that time that the end of the art of weapon refining should be to refine the most powerful magic weapon.
But my teacher shook his head and taught me that there is no strongest treasure in the world, only the monk who is most compatible with the treasure, the person and the treasure are one, the treasure is the extension of the person, and the person is the treasure's confidant.
Spirits stay together, and things and spirits are in harmony.”
Under the tree, the incarnation of Shao Siming praised: "This person's teacher explained it quite profoundly."
"this……"
"Eh……"
The incarnations of the Five Fierce Gods on the side all looked a little embarrassed.
The old woman possessed by the snoring snake reminded her with a voice: "Sir, the Lin Qi who is speaking at this time is the disciple of Wu Huan Zi."
Shao Siming recalled briefly, nodded slightly, and said: "I have seen him and another man meeting Wu Huanzi before, but I didn't pay much attention to them."
Lin Qi's voice continued, obviously much more relaxed, and he began to talk about the purpose of holding this conference.
Several people continued to talk and discuss.
Not long after, Shao Siming nodded and said: "Just proceed according to this matter. The simpler the plan, the less likely it is to go wrong."
The young man possessed by Qiongqi smiled and said: "It's just a little bit of a strategy to attack the east and the west."
"Then don't make any mistakes."
Shao Siming said: "Since I have decided to take action, I cannot return empty-handed.
But remember, if it is not necessary, do not kill creatures indiscriminately, only deal with their masters.
Those who serve God should have character."
Several people bowed their heads and accepted the order: "Yes."
The incarnation of the Snake raised his hand and stroked gently, and several figures quietly disappeared.
The incarnation of Shao Siming walked back to the big house in this small courtyard. After staying for a while, his face changed into a delicate and lovely one, and his figure became slimmer and lighter.
She headed towards the venue of the treasure refining competition, humming a brisk tune and walking with light steps, like a carefree ordinary girl rushing to join in the fun.
At the same time, in the venue.
Lin Qi's opening speech has ended successfully, and he has won the appreciation of many seniors.
With the sound of the gong, the deputy master of Renhuang Pavilion stood up and announced that the treasure refining competition had officially begun. The first batch of sixteen masters of refining weapons entered the arena and stood on the preliminary stage.
The competition is divided into four rounds.
The conditions for passing the first round are very simple. Refining the designated magic weapon with good quality within the specified time.
The second round is the display session. Participants who passed the first round will present their most proud treasures and accept questions from the jury.
The conditions for passing the third round are more complicated, mainly testing whether they can use limited treasure materials to complete complex weapon refining.
The fourth round is the decisive moment.
Everyone who can make it to this round of weapon refining can put forward what materials they need, and Renhuang Pavilion will provide appropriate satisfaction, allowing them to break through their upper limit in this competition.
Although the rules are not complicated, due to the large number of participants, this treasure refining competition will last at least more than a month.
After Lin Qi opened the ceremony, he didn't need to worry about the aftermath and went straight to look for Wu Wan and Ji Mo.
But when he ran over excitedly, he saw that Wu Wan's seat was empty, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Brother Ji, where is the teacher?"
"I'm busy with something," Zimo patted Wu Wang's seat, "Come over and have a rest. Brother Wu Wang asked me to tell you that the opening was good."
Lin Qi smiled and raised an eyebrow at Zimo, but sat on the other side of Wu Wan's seat.
Zimmer's mouth curled up slightly.
This damn desire to win has actually spread from person to person.
…
Not far from the venue, in a suite of a restaurant.
Several transcendent realm masters were sitting or standing. Wu Wang was sitting behind the fancy round table, staring at the uneasy human realm female cultivator in front of him.
It's the one who fell down in the street before.
Wu Wang asked: "You just felt chest tightness and dizziness at that time, and your Nascent Soul was in a haze?"
"My lord, that is indeed the case."
She hurriedly said: "It's because I'm not good at practicing Taoism and my Taoism is too shallow, which makes you laugh."
Wu Wan took out a crystal ball and placed it in front of him, and said slowly: "Please put one hand on it."
"Yes," the female cultivator did as she was told. The crystal ball lit up a little, and then the light gradually faded away.
No problem indeed.
The Ge Lao mentioned by Wu Wang is named Ge Linzhang. He ranked first in the ranking of immortal masters more than 20,000 years ago. After entering the transcendent realm, he lived in seclusion in his sect.
This is an old man with a kind face. He likes to wear green and blue robes. He practices the way of controlling thunder. It is said that he can rival Pavilion Master Liu Bairen head-on.
He is open-minded and full of energy every day. He also likes to joke with young people.
Among these temporary guards in the extraordinary realm, he is undoubtedly the most familiar with Wu Juan.
When the Great Elder was not with Wu Wan, Wu Wan's first thought was to find him if something happened... It was the same at this time.
Wu Wang said: "Mr. Ge, can't you still find the woman who almost collided with me before?"
Ge Lao sighed: "Palace Master, there are too many women here, it's really hard to distinguish them. It's a bit strange. I just thought about it carefully for a while, why can't I remember the Taoist charm of that woman?"
"When you say this, I feel that something is wrong."
The old woman by the window calculated with her fingers and quickly said: "That woman has no Taoist charm around her body, but her aura doesn't look like that of a mortal."
Wu Wan motioned to the bosses to be silent for the time being and nodded to the female cultivator in front of him with a smile.
He took out a small bag of spiritual stones and elixirs, pushed them over with his magical power, and said warmly: "Sorry to bother you."
"Sir, I cannot accept these."
"Just take it as an apology for disturbing us."
The woman couldn't resist, and wanted to leave quickly. She put away the treasure bag and bowed to Wu Wan.
On the side, Elder Ge took action, wrapping the woman in fairy light and moving her back to the crowd outside the venue.
"There's something fishy."
Wu Wan stood up and kept recalling the details of his encounter with the woman in his heart.
The opponent's back that hit me...
Assassination? Assassination?
Wu Wan stood up, frowned and walked to the window, slightly lost in thought as he faced the sea of people in the direction of the venue.
I always feel like I am starting to be targeted by Heavenly Palace.
But we can't take any chances, we must take precautions.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the aftermath of his sight, he caught a girl with a pleasant face jumping passing by on the street, seemingly rushing to the treasure refining competition to watch the excitement.
Wu Wan glanced at her eyes subconsciously.
Ah, not almond eyes.
suddenly……
Boom!
Wu Wan's heart skipped a beat and he immediately looked up to the north.
There, a black cloud rose into the sky, and Qiongqi's figure actually appeared within it.
This ferocious god, who had been severely injured on the northeastern border of the human domain, now has a full body, spreads its wings and roars at the city, and the sound wave visible to the naked eye ripples from the city defense formation!
Wherever this wave of sound swept through, all the mortal monks screamed.
Soul surges!
"Qiongqi!"
"Is it looking for death? How dare you show up here to cause trouble!"
The extraordinary people behind Wu Juan reacted very quickly. They did not rush forward and almost subconsciously grabbed Wu Juan behind him.
Elder Ge let out bursts of howls, barely breaking up Qiongqi's roar.
But in the next moment, three behemoths appeared around Qiongqi and smashed into the formation!
Dozens of figures with strong auras rushed out of the venue, and the two deputy pavilion masters rushed towards the outside of the city. The monks immediately crowded in the direction away from the fierce god.
Therefore, too many monks gathered here, and chaos was inevitable.
Wu Wan's thoughts were whirling in his heart, and he immediately said: "Mr. Ge!"
Ge Linzhang turned around and looked at Wu Huan. Wu Huan made a simple gesture, and he immediately understood.
"Leave one behind and let's go help!"
The old woman with the lowest level of cultivation among the four was left beside Wu Wan. Elder Ge took the other two Chaofan and rushed out of the window and chased after the two deputy pavilion masters.
Wu Wang said: "Let's go to the venue and meet the others."
The old woman agreed, wrapped Wu Wan with immortal power, and immediately shot towards the venue.
Without warning, the movements of the two people became much slower, the frequency of the fairy light flashing was greatly reduced, and the world around them stretched strangely...
Wu Huan thought about lowering his head, but his neck and head had to exert a hundred times the strength.
"Oops--"
The old woman's voice was drawn out, but she was extremely decisive. She pulled Wu Wan towards the nearest window and flew forward with all her strength.
But as soon as they smashed the window, a black shadow hit them on the head.
It was a snake head with a diameter of three feet, and a small snake body appeared out of thin air, as if there was an invisible pocket in the universe.
The Fierce God·Crying Snake!
But after close contact, Wu Wan immediately judged that this was not the original body of the Snake, but more like the incarnation of the Snake he had met before!
The snake's head opened, and the old woman subconsciously threw Wu Wan towards the venue. The crutch in her hand 'slowly' transformed into a red python, opening its mouth to bite the snake.
All these changes happened too fast.
The opponent's layout is quite simple, but the timing of each step is so clever and meticulous, as if all of your actions are prejudged by the opponent.
Flying a hundred feet away, the red python and the singing snake collided head-on, and the world around Wu Huan returned to normal.
He immediately roared, golden light erupted from his chest, and the golden armor contained in the Xiantai Divine Palace covered his body.
No ambush?
Wu Wan was wondering to himself when he suddenly heard a sigh.
The girl who just passed by the edge of his sight suddenly turned out from the street in front!
She held a small puppet in her left hand, her eyes were full of light white light, and she was only eight feet away from Wu Wan!
In the flash of lightning, Wu Wan recognized who this girl was.
Without him, he suffered a big loss from this puppet last time!
That incredible magical power of substitution made Wu Wan remember the words "Shao Siming" particularly deeply.
The other party is not planning to assassinate directly!
Instead, they want to get him out of the hinterland of the human realm. If Shao Siming activates his magical power at this moment, he will definitely be sent to a designated area.
The thinking is wrong;
Wu Wan was ready for a big battle, but the last person the other side took action was an 'auxiliary'.
Before Shao Siming sighed, his magical power was already completed.
The puppet in her hand disappeared, and a divine light enveloped Wu Wan. The next moment...the next moment...
A familiar spirit-storing magic weapon bag appeared in the hands of the incarnation of Shao Siming, and was sent directly to the main body by the incarnation, and was replaced by a second puppet.
The two replacements of the incarnation as a bridge are really amazing.
but……
Magical weapon for storing souls?
Shao Siming's incarnation eyes were full of astonishment, he raised his head and stared at the figure flying above his head.
Wu Wan's expression went up and down in a very short period of time. At this moment, he actually felt like he was surviving a catastrophe.
Fortunately, in line with the principle of not falling twice in one place, he imitated the great elder who muddleheadedly escaped Shao Siming's magical power that day, and brought many useful living creatures with him.
At this time!
A crack appeared on one side of the world, and Ge Laowei'an's figure rushed out in one step, raising his hand to smash the incarnation of Shao Siming, his beard and hair fluttering, his expression furious!
"die!"
The old man didn't rush out of the city at all. He understood Wu Wan's gesture and shot back!
In the next moment, the incarnation of Shao Siming ignored Ge Lao's offensive and took advantage of the last opportunity, taking advantage of Wu Wan's failure to fly far!
Divine light shone around her, and she forcibly moved forward sixty feet!
This incarnation could not withstand such magical power and almost collapsed.
But the incarnation of Shao Siming still caught up with Wu Wan, raising the puppet in his hand, with a bit of unwillingness in his eyes.
The supernatural power is back!
Wu Wan suddenly stopped, turned his head and glared at the incarnation of Shao Siming, but a slight sneer inadvertently appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He doesn't believe it!
He carries three hundred and ninety-six spirit-storing magic weapons;
Each soul-storing magic weapon contains living beasts with delicious meat;
I also specially selected a hundred-jin spirit beast seal and bagged it so that I could get some fresh meat and vegetables when I wanted to eat...
Wu Wan's mind was running wildly, and soul-storing treasure bags appeared in Wu Wan's arms, sleeves, soles, and crotch one after another!
He has completely filled up all the areas in his body that can be filled!
The great elder made a joke with him when he was analyzing Shao Siming's strange magical power, but Wu Wan... really did it.
The eyes of Shao Siming's incarnation burst out with divine light, and the shadow of Ge Lao's palm had already arrived.
There is almost no distinction between the two, and it is impossible to tell which one is faster!
boom!
The incarnation of Shao Siming exploded into blood foam. Wu Wan felt the divine power passing by, and the power of Ge Lao's palm turned into a strong wind blowing towards his face.
No, okay?
Because his clothes were filled with storage bags, Wu Wan, who seemed to be swollen, breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, the nearly 1 in 400 chance is not that easy to come by.
Ding, ding, ding, ding--
A soft sound came from behind him, and Wu Wan turned his head to look, just in time to see the puppet rolling down the street.
This is the medium through which Shao Siming activates his magical powers. There is one in his arms at the moment, which is exactly the same as this one.
But... but...
Wu Wan looked at the familiar Lin family generals. Their eyes widened and their faces became extremely pale.
"Young Master, where are the Major General soldiers?"