The middle-aged scribe came with an angry look on his face, as if he wanted to question Wu Wan.
On the side, Lin Qi stood up and stood with his hands behind his back. Although his cultivation level was not as good as that of the middle-aged scribe, his aura at this moment was not inferior to that of the other man.
Lin Qi raised his head slightly and said coldly:
"My teacher is dissatisfied with what you wrote, so what?"
Wu Wan almost laughed out loud.
This guy is too arrogant.
If it were any other situation, Wu Wan would have let Lin Qi quarrel with him casually. After all, he was the son of the Lin family and the holder of the Yan Emperor Order, and he could quarrel with others.
Even if things get really big, Wu Wan can still find someone to smooth things over.
But at this time, Wu Wan was about to approach the middle-aged scribe to find out the details of the other party, so he wanted Lin Qi to feel aggrieved for the time being.
"Lin Qi, sit down."
"is teacher."
Lin Qi responded in a low voice, sat back down and meditated cross-legged.
The middle-aged scribe was stopped by Lin Qi, and he lost his temper at this moment. The looks from all around him made him feel helpless.
Wu Wang raised his hand in greeting and said with a smile: "Senior, please forgive me. It was the junior who made a mistake just now. It was only directed at this guy, not at the senior."
Yang Wudi immediately stood up and smiled at the middle-aged scribe.
The latter subconsciously dodged two steps back, then snorted coldly, threw down his sleeves, and sat back in his seat.
Wu Huan glanced at Yang Wudi, who immediately put away his smile and looked at the middle-aged scribe with critical eyes.
The eyes focused on this place dispersed, Wu Wang sat back on the low table, took the book in his hand and read it carefully, and soon discovered...
Does this fierce man still have such talent?
Wu Wang found the introduction of this middle-aged scribe in the pages of the book, which was quite detailed.
Zhi Mo also saw something, found out the "in details" of this person, and returned to Wu Huan to tell him in detail.
This man calls himself Taoist Wancai. He has practiced Taoism for nearly 6,000 years. He loves poetry and songs, and travels all over the world. In recent years, his miscellaneous stories have been circulated. [Pian Tianxia Wen], when discussing Taoism with others, he never talks about the method of practice, but discusses the interest of writing and ink.
"interesting."
Wu Wan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and chuckle.
Zimmer wondered: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm just curious about this senior," Wu Huan said, took out a jade talisman, wrote a few words in it, and stuffed it into Zhi Mo's hand.
The two of them are of too low a level and their voices are easily heard. There are several layers of restrictions outside the jade talisman.
Wu Huan had just thought about taking a long-term view and catching a big fish, but after calculating the known information, he found that... this middle-aged scribe was probably a big fish.
Then there is no need to put long-term cables, just put them directly on the steel forks.
Ji Mo held the jade talisman and glanced at it. His expression did not change. He put the jade talisman away and said with a smile, "Sect master, are you really not going to chat with the seniors?"
Wu Wang shook his head with a smile and said, "You know, I don't like dealing with people very much."
"That would be a lot less fun," Zimmer said with a little regret.
After joking with Wu Wan, Zhi Mo stood up again with a wine glass, but this time he did not let Zhang Mushan accompany him.
Not long after, a senior from the Xuannv Sect appeared. She seemed to be related to Ji Mo and was called 'aunt' by Ji Mo.
The aunt took Zimo elsewhere and left the hall naturally.
One thing to say, Zimmer's acting skills are really good, but he probably plays too many tricks for the occasion.
There are only a few rough steps written in Wu Wangyu's Talisman. How to persuade the Xuannv Sect to set up traps depends entirely on Ji Mo's own performance.
It may seem like a coincidence to bump into the person from the Ten Fierce Hall during the Xuannv Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony, but in fact there is some inevitability.
The young master's first contact with the Ten Fierce Palaces was with Wang Lin and the old woman; the existence of the two of them is enough to illustrate the extent of the Ten Fierce Palaces' penetration into the human realm.
Every sect opens its doors to accept disciples every once in a while, and generally lacks the means to identify souls. It is too easy for spies from the Ten Fierce Palaces to sneak in.
The most troublesome spies are actually not the vicious people with the blood of the vicious gods, but the ordinary people who have taken refuge in the Ten Evil Palaces and don't have any 'marks'.
Therefore, when Wu Wang first noticed something was wrong with the middle-aged scribe, he subconsciously mistook him for a person sent by a certain sect to watch the ceremony.
I never thought that this evil person from the Ten Ominous Palace, who was a well-known casual cultivator, could have such a side job and wrote the popular "Biography of Women", and was invited by Xuannv Sect to watch the ceremony.
After a moment, Ling Xiaolan returned and walked directly in front of Wu Wan, whispering:
"Brother Wuwang, my master wants to see you."
As she spoke, a blush flashed across her face, but it was not seen due to the veil.
Wu Wan stood up and said with a smile: "You guys wait for me here for a while, I'll be back soon."
The two elders smiled knowingly, and Lin Qi also showed a gentle smile, and they both watched Wu Wan and Fairy Ling leave.
There was also a little more laughter and chatter in the hall.
Outside the palace, a lotus platform bloomed under Fairy Ling's feet, and she turned sideways to give half of her place to Wu Wan.
But the lotus platform is not spacious, so the two of them will inevitably feel skin-to-skin contact when standing on it.
Wu Wan calmly took out the dazzling mining sword and stepped on it, wrapping the instep layer by layer with magic power and flying up together.
The shining light of the sword made many immortals in the hall have dry eyes, and there were several sounds of jade and porcelain being broken.
Faintly, I also heard some people saying things like 'wasteful', 'excessive use of natural resources', 'unworthy of being a son of man' and so on.
Wu Wang:......
You'll get used to it if you see more.
After walking several hundred feet, they entered a bamboo forest. Ling Xiaolan led Wu Wang to a bamboo house.
As soon as he entered the formation near the bamboo house, Ling Xiaolan immediately frowned.
"Are you sure? Is Taoist Wancai really a member of the Ten Fierce Palaces?"
"Well, I'm 90% sure," Wu Wang said, "Even if you are not a member of the Ten Fierce Palaces, you still have the blood of the Fierce God in your body."
"What a pity." Ling Xiaolan shook her head slightly, "I quite like the stories he wrote."
Wu smiled and said, "Fairy, do you also watch?"
"I borrowed it from my senior sister. I feel a little depressed during my daily practice."
Ling Xiaolan said softly, already arriving in front of the wooden door.
"Master and several ancestors are waiting for you here. Xuannv Sect has infiltrated the Ten Fierce Palace spies, but it is also an urgent matter. You must explain it well."
"Come with me."
Ling Xiaolan pushed open the wooden door of the bamboo house, and besides Ji Mo sitting in the corner, there were seven old women and women.
They looked over at the same time, and most of them smiled kindly at Wu Wan.
That teacher, Ling Xiaolan, who had had a close relationship before, looked at Wu Wan with a... full of critical eyes.
…
Half an hour later.
The moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the bamboo shadows are swaying.
Ling Xiaolan and two fellow seniors led the way. The Wancai Taoist dressed as a scholar followed behind, stroking his beard, and slowly landed outside the bamboo forest.
A barrier appeared in front of him. Taoist Wancai stopped his head and asked with a smile:
"Saint Ling, didn't you say that there are a few fellow Taoists who want to see Pindao? Why are there formations in front of us in such a remote residence?"
Ling Xiaolan turned around, winked lightly at Taoist Wancai, and said:
"This matter cannot be made public. One of my masters wants to invite you to have a cup of tea and discuss poetry.
I ask you, senior, to keep this matter a secret, as it is related to the reputation of my ancestor. "
"oh?"
Wancai Taoist smiled slightly, his expression was flawless, and he seemed to be looking forward to it.
He said: "If you are a senior of the Xuannv Sect, you are by no means an arty person. It is difficult to find a confidant, and it is difficult to find a confidant. Please lead the way, Saintess!"
"Senior, please, we will wait here."
Ling Xiaolan said with a smile and moved forward to open a portal in the barrier.
Taoist Wancai moved forward with his hands behind his back, walked calmly beside Ling Xiaolan, and entered the barrier without much hesitation.
Ling Xiaolan closed the barrier and stood there quietly with the other two Xuannv Sect disciples, nothing unusual.
There was a light white mist in the bamboo forest, starlight dotted, and a gurgling stream. Suddenly, the sound of the piano was heard, which led Wancai Taoist to a pavilion slowly.
This talented Taoist held his beard and smiled. Although he could not see half of his figure, he couldn't help but admired: "The scenery here is really good."
Suddenly I heard a clear male voice coming from the side: "Senior, don't you want to compose a poem?"
male voice?
Taoist Wancai frowned and looked towards the side of the pavilion following the sound, only to see Wu Wan's figure turning out from behind the stone pillar.
"It's you?"
Wancai Taoist people often have the intention of losing their fortune, and said with a smile:
"Could it be that the Wuwang Sect Master was dissatisfied with Pindao when he bumped into you in the main hall and asked Saint Ling to bring me here to teach me a lesson?
This is Xuannv Sect, even if Master Wuwang’s hands and eyes can reach the sky, he still needs to be more restrained here. "
Wu Wang:......
"Senior, we know that we don't speak secretly. Now that we've reached this point, why do we need to keep showing off?"
"I don't understand what you mean," Taoist Wancai said loudly, with his hands behind his chest and his chest raised, "I behave decently, sit upright, and always act openly and aboveboard, and I have friends everywhere.
If the leader of the Wuwu clan wants to seek revenge for his own selfish interests, just let him go and don't beat around the bush. That will make me look down on him. "
"Hey, could it be that I misunderstood?"
Wu Wan blinked, his eyes full of innocence: "Senior, are you not a member of the Ten Fierce Palaces?"
"Ten Fierce Palaces?"
Wancai Taoist seemed to have heard something extremely ridiculous and almost wanted to laugh.
"How could Pindao be a spy from the Ten Fierce Palaces?
Master Wuwu, you really want to inflict a crime, so why bother! A poor man with great talent writes books and preaches all over the world, but he has no moral heart in his studies! "
"Yeah?"
Wu Wang brushed his palm across the stone table in front of him, and two gold and jade wine bottles appeared on it.
"In this case, please invite senior to come over and drink one of these two glasses of wine. I can tell you clearly that in this, I put two drops of... the fierce god's blood collected from the vicious men of the Ten Fierce Palaces."
As soon as the word "fierce god blood" came out, the smile of the Wancai Taoist suddenly froze on his face.
Almost instantly, pressure rose from everywhere in the forest, and more than a dozen Xuannv Sect masters locked their Qi machines on Taoist Wancai.
He lowered his head slightly, his expression was gloomy and uncertain, and the light in his eyes trembled slightly.
Soon, Taoist Wancai sneered and whispered:
"May I ask, how did Pindao reveal his flaw?"
Wu Wangang was about to speak, to see if he could break this man's defenses.
Taoist Wancai suddenly changed his face again. His whole body was trembling, his eyes were full of fear, and he kept muttering:
"What should I do? How could I be exposed? How could I be exposed?"
Taoist Wancai suddenly shouted in a cold voice: "Shut up!"
Then he said in a trembling voice: "But we really have nothing to do with the Ten Fierce Palaces. Explain to them carefully and they will give us a way out."
"I told you to shut up!"
Taoist Wancai suddenly raised his left hand to strangle his throat, and his right hand held the wrist of his left hand, forcing it open.
"You and I can never coexist with them!"
"Um, two fellow Taoists..."
Wu Wang raised his hand and called.
Wancai Taoist suddenly raised his head, and two voices came from his body. They were angry and pleading: "Who are you? How can you see through my identity! Please let me go, please?"
Wu Wan immediately said: "Seniors, please restrain him first, and we will interrogate him as soon as possible!"
Taoist Wancai's eyes flashed with light, half of his face was ferocious, and half of his face was sad. His aura suddenly increased a lot, and his figure rushed straight towards Wu Wan.
The sword flashed, and a middle-aged woman holding a sword appeared next to Wu Juan. The three-foot green blade in her hand was radiating with light, and the Wancai Taoist's arm flew up.
Several rays of white light flew, and the universe here almost solidified instantly.
Although the Wancai Taoist's aura had soared to the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the dozens of masters of the Xuannv Sect who were ambushing nearby were almost all above him in cultivation, so they were able to restrain him without any effort.
Wu Wan picked up the glass of wine in front of him and took a sip.
There was a master, bah, a young fairy shouted: "That's not..."
"Ah," Wu Wan drank the wine in one gulp and said with a smile, "You lied to him."
The fierce god's blood was so precious, how could he keep any stock? He had already used it up.
Just now, he just used his own breath to imitate the divine power fluctuations of the fierce god's blood. This couldn't be simpler for Wu Wan.
Several figures disappeared from the forest but did not appear. The seniors of the Xuannv Sect who had just discussed with Wu Wan in the bamboo house on how to catch the thief arrived at the pavilion, and Ling Xiaolan also flew in quickly from outside the barrier.
Taoist Wancai was trapped by a few fairy ropes, and his soul was imprisoned by a few long nails wrapped in clouds. Sometimes he was lost in spirit, and sometimes his face was indifferent.
"Seniors, please torture them on the spot," Wu Wang urged.
"good."
An old woman walked up to the Wancai Taoist with a snake-headed wooden staff and said coldly: "You traitor! You are so angry that you are so angry!"
"Ha," Taoist Wancai sneered, but ignored him.
Ling Xiaolan's master walked up with a cold face and said:
"Let me do it."
The old woman walked away angrily on crutches, while Master Ling Xiaolan looked down at Taoist Wancai from a high position, and suddenly kicked him out. His toe accurately hit the Taoist's chin, kicking him away; and then dragged him away. The immortal rope was pulled back, and Taoist Wancai was kicked again in the face. He was kicked back like a ball.
Soon, the Taoist nun grabbed a sheathed sword and slashed at Taoist Wancai's head and face. The scene was quite bloody at one time.
Wu Wan hesitated to speak several times. The words reached the top of his throat, but he was frightened and swallowed them back.
Finally, half an hour later.
Wancai Taoist lay dying on the floor of the pavilion, and his specific facial features could no longer be distinguished.
"call."
Master Ling Xiaolan exhaled softly and threw the bloody scabbard aside. As if he remembered something, he turned around and asked, "By the way, what do you want to ask him?"
Goo.
Wu Wan swallowed, and the tip of his throat trembled a few times.
He suddenly understood why Fairy Ling said that she only knew a little bit and was not very good at it.
There is a problem with the comparison target!
"Ask him about the Ten Fierce Palaces."
Master Ling Xiaolan nodded slightly, looked at the figure on the ground with some regret, and said: "Then let me try it again."
"No! Attack! I'll attack them all! Shut up... let me do it!"
