Wanjie Dream Harvester

Chapter 96 Capture [First update, ask for first order, ask for monthly pass! 】

After some careful consideration and Chen Hengzhi's persuasion, Qiao Feng finally gave up the idea of ​​retiring and was willing to face the reality calmly.

He decided to agree to Wu Yazi's request to accept him as a disciple, and to take over the head of the Xiaoyao Sect.

After he made his decision, he could see a gratified smile on Wu Yazi's face, and Chen Hengzhi also nodded.

Wu Yazi said: "Xinghe, drive out these irrelevant people and prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony."

Su Xinghe, who was standing by his side, responded, "Xinghe obeys."

He came out more and more, took a few steps, and said loudly to the rest of the field: "Everyone, if there is no one who can crack the master Zhenlong in this chess game, the chess game will be over. I have internal affairs to deal with, and it is inconvenient to entertain, everyone, please go back."

"What? Is this the end?"

"What are you doing, we came from a long way, and just went back empty-handed like this?"

"Anticlimate! Anticlimactic!"

Everyone was in an uproar, especially the tricksters, who thought this pawn game was just a joke.

Monk Xuannan clasped his hands together: "Amitabha! Since Mr. Congbian has other important matters, I will leave now!"

Although he didn't know what happened, but he didn't want to meddle in other things because he didn't care about himself.

Su Xinghe returned the salute: "Master, please go ahead!"

After the treatment, Duan Yanqing had basically stopped the injury, he gave Jiumozhi a cold look, and left without saying a word.

Seeing this, Deng Baichuan said to the others: "Since the master is not welcome, then let's go too, and we have to go find the young master."

Although Bao BuTong was not stingy, but he didn't dare to talk back in front of the big brother Deng Baichuan, and stood obediently by the side, not daring to say anything.

After a few people summed it up, they all agreed.

Deng Baichuan cupped his hands to Su Xinghe and said, "Mr. Congbian, I will take my leave!"

After speaking, the five of them prepared to leave.

Seeing Wang Yuyan leave, Duan Yu lost all interest, and ordered to his left and right: "Let's go too, to find Father Wang."

It turned out that it was Duan Zhengchun who went to the Central Plains to meet his lover privately, and his concubine Dao Baifeng asked his son Duan Yu to take the four great officials to look for him.

At this time, the voice of Chen Hengzhi who was standing in the distance came: "Duan Shizi and Miss Wang stay here first, I have other important matters."

Duan Yu was secretly happy when he heard the words, he couldn't help but replied loudly: "Hey, good!"

He ordered the four great ministers to wait for him in a nearby town, and then walked in the direction of the three wooden houses.

When Wang Yuyan heard this, her face was surprised. She couldn't help but look at Deng Baichuan with a questioning look. Deng Baichuan thought for a while and whispered: "Miss Wang, Mr. Chen asked you to stay by name. He must have something to tell you." , why don’t you stay and take a look, and we’ll wait in the town at the foot of the mountain, what do you think?”

Wang Yuyan turned her gaze, and nodded after a while.

Seeing that the great figures in the rivers and lakes have all left, the rest of the actors can't help but disperse in a hurry.

In the valley, Jiumozhi was the only unrelated person left. He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha! Mr. Congbian spent a lot of time organizing the chess meeting, but it ended anticlimactically. Could it be that he has already selected the successor of the sect? I don't know." Who is that person? Can you please come out and meet me!"

But his inner strength is profound, and he heard the speeches of the people who were separated by tens of feet, but he could only hear the scratches and scratches, and he was curious and wanted to find out.

Chen Hengzhi looked at this foreign monk and couldn't help laughing, he couldn't find you, but you sent him to the door by himself, telling you to leave but not leaving, you can't blame others if you want to die.

Thinking of this, he said: "Master Jiumozhi is not leaving, but he wants to spy on other sect's private affairs?"

Jiumozhi replied: "Mr. Congbian held a chess meeting to openly select successors, but privately chose the candidates. They can bear such an unfair thing, but the poor monk can't stand it. You must give me an explanation."

He spoke plausibly, and walked towards the wooden house while talking.

Chen Hengzhi stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiumozhi who was a few feet away. A big golden hand with true energy came out of his body, and with lightning speed, before everyone could react, he grabbed Jiumozhi. Mozhi, pull it back, and pull it closer.

Tapped on Jiumozhi's body several times to seal his power, threw it on the ground, flicked his sleeves and said, "Since you don't want to leave, then don't leave."

Jiumozhi, who was sluggish on the ground, was completely dizzy, he only felt his eyes light up, and he felt a great sense of terror in his heart, but before his body could react, he was captured and thrown into prison.

The rest of the people in the field only saw a flash in front of them, and the monk who was several feet away appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye, as if teleporting.

Hearing what Chen Hengzhi said, I realized that he was the one who captured him. However, this is too terrifying. What kind of strength does it take to be able to capture someone six or seven feet away while standing still? to the side.

Wang Yuyan frowned, thinking about the martial arts of various schools of capture in her mind, it seems that no school of martial arts has such shocking power.

Only Wu Yazi's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in admiration: "Chen Dao's friendly kung fu, I'm ashamed of myself, fellow Daoist, I'm afraid you're about to break through to the Grandmaster Realm?"

The eyes are full of envy, the master, what is the master, can comprehend the artistic conception, and create a supernatural skill that can be passed down to future generations, can be respected as a master.

As far as Wu Yazi knew, in this world, since the older generation of masters withered, there has not been a grandmaster level powerhouse in the past few decades.

Chen Hengzhi said humbly: "Fellow Daoist, you are overwhelmed. Chen is just one step ahead, and he is still far away from the realm of the master."

In fact, he is still one step away from being a master in the middle stage of the second-order escape. The magical skills are easy to create, but the artistic conception stumps him. Creating something out of nothing is as difficult as going up to the blue sky.

Of course, if the "one in a million" talent from the first world mission was still there, it would be easy, and he would be able to understand the existence of artistic conception without a teacher in minutes.

It's a pity that it's just a temporary skill, and it was withdrawn by the system after it came out of the world of "Swordsman". In desperation, I had to sharpen it slowly, just in case one day I realize it on a whim.

Wu Yazi nodded, he didn't know whether he really believed it or was being polite, and asked: "Fellow Taoist, why did you keep this monk? Could it be that this monk is also a heinous person?"

Chen Hengzhi shook his head: "The name of this monk is Jiumozhi, he came from the Nyingma sect of Tibetan Buddhism, he swept up black sects in Tubo, he was so powerful in the west, and he was worshiped as a national teacher by the king of Tubo.

The status is respected, but it's a pity that this person is obsessed with the way of martial arts, and was used by others to stir up wind and rain in the Central Plains.

Moreover, he is proficient in your sect's "Small Wuxiang Gong", so Chen captured this person and handed him over to fellow Taoists. "

Wu Yazi listened with gusto at the beginning, but at the end his expression changed drastically: "What, little Wuxiang Gong?"

(End of this chapter)