The Taoist who invaded American comics

The temple mages to whom Ancient Yi belonged had been tracking and monitoring him since his arrival, and Wang Jing had long been fed up with this.

I originally thought that with the Raven Line and the Three Palace Demons as the background, people like Gu Yi would calm down a little. Unexpectedly, instead of not doing so, Gu Yi would intensify their efforts.

He has been as low-key as possible. He uses Taoism to cover up and hide wherever he goes. The Liujia Heavenly Book is open all day long, and his Taoist temples around the world are even covered with hidden formations.

But this was still discovered by Gu Yi. At this point, Wang Jing also indirectly gained a deeper understanding of Gu Yi's strength as the guardian of the earth.

There is indeed no falsehood under the great reputation.

But what troubled him the most was Ancient One's character. He couldn't treat her with the same methods he used to deal with Avengers like Tony Stark.

Because Ancient One is different from these "mortals", she has lived for too long and has witnessed the reincarnation of countless dynasties and the changes in time and space.

Capital, money, rights, country, nation, and even morality have no meaning to her. For her, what she really cares about is her inner moral code.

And it can't be solved with violence, because he simply can't beat it.

So before, he ran away whenever he could to avoid conflict with Gu Yi. Anyway, in Gu Yi's eyes, he was just a dispensable little bug.

But after his whereabouts were discovered again, Wang Jing had to think about solving Gu Yi's line.

Because after taking over Osborne Industries, Wang Jing's power is now just beginning to take shape, and it is just in the stage of development. If he is not separated by her all the time, what else can he develop, and he can just give it to her.

To him, Ancient One was like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head all day long, asking him to develop with peace of mind.

Just as Zhao Kuangyin said, no one should be allowed to snore on the side of the bed.

With Gu Yi around, Wang Jing also had trouble sleeping and eating.

Thinking about it, he took a step forward. His tall and tall body, like a dragon, made the three monks in front of him instantly feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing that the three people pursed their lips tightly and did not answer, Wang Jing's face became even colder. He continued to walk forward, and when the three people could no longer bear it and were about to activate the spell, he stopped.

"No need to say anything, I know who you are, the New York Temple, the guardian of the dimensions, and the disciples of the Earth's Supreme Mage, the Ancient One."

"You know us," the monk who was supposed to be the leader, holding something similar to a compass, whispered hoarsely.

"I don't want to repeat what I said a second time. Now I just want to know how you can end all this to me." Wang Jing's eyes closed slightly, and the narrow slit between his eyes was like a sharp sword. He couldn't help but The three monks were frightened.

"I'm sorry, this is not what we decided." The leading monk shook his head, his voice became hoarse, and his heart beat faster and faster.

He was also surprised by this. Even with their strength, they were far behind the target Wang Jing, and it was impossible for them to feel this cautious and frightened.

But the strange thing is that I have this feeling, like a sword approaching my body.

"According to our previous instructions, you should be arrested as an intruder from a foreign land, rather than just monitored like this." The monk took a short breath to regain his composure.

"What a headache." Wang Jing took another step forward. As he moved, the air in the sky roared, making the air on the rooftop even thinner.

Two monks held up the golden magic circle.

"Then take me to see Gu Yi." Wang Jing frowned.

"Meet the Ancient One Master." In the golden magic circle, the monk breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "You can't meet the Ancient One Master just because you want to. We haven't even seen him. How can you say that you can meet him just by looking at him?" "

"Then what should we do?" Wang Jing frowned, like a student scratching his head over a math problem.

The three monks remained silent.

"Well, I want to ask you if you know my origin?"

"Origin" The three monks looked at each other and then slowly shook their heads.

"We don't know, but Master Gu Yi must know."

"Oh." Wang Jing said oh, waited for a moment and then asked again.

"Then how do you deal with stowaways like us?"

"Isolate all hidden danger factors that can threaten the earth's dimension, seal or eliminate them." The leading monk said without hesitation.

Maybe because he felt that these words were too absolute, he thought for a while and then continued: "But it doesn't decide whether to stay or leave. It depends on Master Gu Yi. But as far as I know, staying on earth and achieving great things There are also many superheroes in Daye.”

"Is this so? Then what do you think I should do now?"

"What should we do?" The three monks were stunned when they heard this.

Yeah, what to do.

They don't know about this either, and they want to tell Wang Jing that they want to continue pretending not to know, but that's impossible.

If not, it would be even more unrealistic to take him to see the Ancient One Master, who wanders between time latitudes all day long.

At this point, the three monks were even a little angry, wondering why Wang Jing couldn't pretend not to know.

Seeing the three people shut up, Wang Jing's frown relaxed. However, the three monks who were arguing with Wang Jing did not relax because of this. Instead, they became even more nervous. Electrical antenna. This is a biological instinct.

"Hey." Wang Jing smiled. He stretched out his hand in the air, and the increasingly howling wind made his hand feel a hint of oppression and coolness.

He suddenly wanted to know his strength after becoming a Nascent Soul.

Nascent Soul.

Go up to the middle palace, find your true nature and refine your soul, which is called "clear mind".

The Yang Shen refines the pure round and soars upwards to "see nature" in the mind.

He shouldn't be so unfree and restrained. This shouldn’t be the case with a clear mind and one’s nature.

Since he is true to himself, he is true to himself.

Thinking about this, Wang Jing stretched out the index and middle fingers of his left hand as sword fingers, and raised them to his forehead. The full fingertips and the light of the morning sun fell on Wang Jing's forehead.

In this way, he followed the time or the thin leopard of light and opened a narrow slit on his forehead.

There is no blood in this seam, but there is golden light.

Erlang's celestial eye flashed across his forehead.

The howling wind was blowing all over the sky and the earth at this moment, and Wang Jing's hair was flying wildly in the wind.

"Calm down, we are not good, let's go quickly." At this moment, the three monks who were practicing at the same time, their practice of sitting in meditation day and night was not in vain.

They felt the darkest death, which was purer than the death brought by Dormammu when he attacked, because it was so close.

If you can't hide, then don't hide. In Wang Jingzi's mansion, the little Nascent Soul turned from pale gold to purple gold at this moment.

Seeing his true self, he emerged into the late Nascent Soul stage.

His nature is wanton and eloquent, so how can he stay under the fence of others and be trembling with fear?

I can't help but want to kill again

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