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Chapter 143 Chapter 150: Illusion!Ying Zheng?

Xu Fu?

Hearing this, Wu Zhi was a little confused.

But in the next second, the environment in front of him changed, and he came to a thatched cottage.

The room was pitch black and there was no light.

Fantasy?

Another fantasy!

What the hell did Xu Fu do!

While thinking, a child's voice sounded:

"Teacher, I understand, I understand!"

The wooden door behind him was pushed open, and an old man with yellow teeth, dressed in torn clothes, walked in.

Behind him was a child.

The child has delicate features, and is probably less than ten years old.

The two of them didn't seem to see Wu Zhi, and even passed through his body directly.

Just as Wu Zhi was thinking, the bald old man shook his head and reprimanded:
"No, you don't understand!"

"Xu Fu, as the old man's closed disciple, if you go on like this, I'm afraid the old man's fame will be ruined!"

It was heard that Wu Zhi's pupils were slightly dilated.

Xu Fu?

Do you mean this kid?

I saw the child kneeling directly on the ground, hitting the ground with his forehead, praying in his mouth:

"Teacher, teacher, please give the kid one more chance, the kid will definitely turn over a new leaf!, definitely..."

Before he finished speaking, the bald old man angrily said:
"enough!"

"I'll give you three more days. If you haven't learned this formation after three days, then you can go down the mountain on your own!"

As soon as the voice fell, the bald old man disappeared directly.

But the boy still kept kowtow, his forehead was already bloody.

At this moment, Wu Zhi fell into deep thought.

Xu Fu's teacher?

Could it be that the bald old man was the legendary Guiguzi?
Why did Xu Fu show himself these things?
But in the next second, the surrounding flow speed began to accelerate, as if the fast forward button was pressed.

The boy got up quickly and walked out of the thatched hut.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi also walked out of the thatched cottage.

Just after walking out for a moment, the sun outside the house has set and the moon has risen.

At this time, the boy was sitting on the ground, and the fingers on his hands were constantly fiddling.

It's like making a trick, but it's more like playing with it at will.

It was dawn in a blink of an eye, and the boy was still sitting there, fiddling with his fingers.

Wu Zhi stood aside, observing carefully.

Sunset and moonrise, day and night reverse.

Time passed quickly, and in less than a few minutes, it had experienced three day and night alternations.

At this moment, the flow of time changes to normal.

In the next second, a bald old man appeared out of nowhere.

Seeing this, the young man quickly knelt down to the ground.

The bald old man asked slowly:
"Have you learned it?"

The boy knelt down on the ground, daring not to make a sound for a long time.

I don't know if the old man was soft-hearted or what, he sighed softly, waved his right hand, and disappeared again.

Just listen to the boy muttering to himself:

"Thank you teacher!"

In the next second, the flow of time accelerated again.

The young man is still sitting on the ground, no matter the sun rises or the moon sets, he remains the same.

Wu Zhi could not remember how many times the sun and the moon had alternated, until one time, the heaven and earth changed.

I saw the earth shaking wildly and the moon hanging high in the sky.

The next second, the moon gave off a penetrating red light.

But two breaths, the sun only rises from the setting west.

The sun and the moon are the same day!

Wu Zhi was a little dazed looking at this scene, how similar it was when he visualized it.

Without waiting for a response, the bald old man suddenly appeared.

Seeing this, the young man was different from usual.

This time he didn't kneel down, but straightened his waist and said with a smile:

"Teacher, are you here?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man scolded angrily:
"what have you done!"

The young man just smiled, looking a bit pervasive under the red moonlight.

The next second, the old man slapped him away with his palm and cursed:
"Looking for death, you are going to ruin this peace!"

He slapped it with a palm, but was blocked by the red light.

I saw a red barrier on the boy's body, and I heard him say slowly:

"Teacher, you and I know each other's intentions!"

"Your deadline is approaching, and you just want to take my body!"

"Are you right, teacher!"

After the words fell, the old man frowned and did not respond.

Then the young man said slowly:
"The first time you saw me, you discovered that I was hiding Taiyin!"

"So you are trying your best to accept me as your disciple, hoping that I will inherit your mantle!"

"But you never expected that I would be so clumsy. After a year, I couldn't even comprehend the basic formation!"

"But what you don't know is that I did all of this on purpose. I keep everything you said in my heart, but I never practice!"

"I'm waiting, waiting for today!"

After saying that, the bald old man's frown eased, and he laughed loudly:
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

"You are such a little doll, that's good, that's good!"

"But, so what? How do you want to escape from this ghost valley?"

Hearing this, Xu Fu did not rush, and slowly said:

"Teacher, I don't want to escape, I just want to make a deal with you!"

Hearing this, the old man was puzzled and said:
"trade?"

The young man nodded slowly and said with a smile:
"That's right, it's a deal!"

"Now that Taiyin is complete and bound to my soul, even if you take my body away, you still can't get it!"

"Look, why not do this? I will give you the Taiyin. With its ability, it should be able to help you live for another ten years!"

"At that time, we can find another body, what do you think?"

After the words fell, the young man looked at the old man sincerely.

The old man narrowed his eyes, thinking about something.

After a while, just as the old man was about to speak, he saw a puff of smoke condensed from the boy's right hand.

When the smoke cleared, there was a black jade pendant lying on the palm of his hand.

Wu Zhi glanced out of the corner of his eye and knew it was Taiyin.

It's exactly the same as my own.

It really was Xu Fu's fault!

What is the significance of his doing this?
At this time, the old man gasped, his eyes were full of greed.

Suddenly, the boy said:
"Teacher, if you want to snatch it, you can try it!"

"It's hard to say if Taiyin can stay in the world by then!"

At this time, the old man smiled all over his face, walked forward slowly, and said with a smile:
"What are you talking about, kid? Who do you think your teacher is?"

"The old man will do that kind of thing?"

"Just now you said a deal. What do you want?"

After hearing this, the young man smiled with satisfaction:

"The small ones don't need much, as long as you have all the books hidden in this mountain!"

Hearing this, the old man snorted coldly and reprimanded:
"What a big breath!"

"Do you know how many books are hidden in my ghost valley?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to finish reading it until you die!"

The young man arched his body and said with a smile:
"Teacher, I have my own plan!"

After the words fell, the old man waved his right hand, and the whole mountain trembled.

When the shaking subsided, I saw countless books coming by the wind.

In less than a few seconds, a mountain tens of meters long and nearly [-] meters high was piled up.

And the fallen books are far more than that, there are still books falling.

At this time, the flow rate of surrounding time accelerates again.

Day and night alternate, and at this time there are as many as a hundred books in the mountains.

Only the old man laughed and said:
"Give me the sun!"

"When you finish reading these, there will be new books sent!"

After saying this, the young man nodded with a smile and threw the Taiyin in his hand.

I saw a gust of wind passing by, and the old man and the sun in the sky disappeared together.

Then the young man walked to a mountain of books, picked up a book called Yin Yang Jue, sat on the ground and started reading.

Wu Zhi had been standing aside and watching this silently.

He was a little confused, showing the meaning of these pictures to himself.

He even felt a little worried in his heart, and was afraid that it was the same as last time. After breaking away from the illusion, the outside world did not know how long it had been.

Just as he was thinking, a voice came:
"What about Ying Zheng?"

(End of this chapter)