The Master of Metaphysics Returns at Full Level [Transmigration Book]

"Yo, I woke up, I woke up faster than I expected." Wu Lian simply handed Zong Xuan to Long Feifei.

Long Feifei was almost crushed to death by his own team, grinning his teeth and yelling ouch.

Zong Xuan stood up straight, and said to Wu Lian's forehead, "Thank you."

Wu Lian waved his hand, "You're welcome, it's just money and goods. If you really want to thank me, just give me more money."

Long Feifei twitched the corner of his mouth, fellow Daoist Wu really took advantage of Qian Qian.

If it were someone else, they would have to owe a favor to their team leader no matter what.However, Fellow Daoist Wu is just... a philistine.

"Chuckles..."

A gust of wind blew straight towards them, carrying a cheerful melody like a silver bell, and then rang out in the long dark corridor.

Wu Lian leaned on the two of them to compare the front, when gusts of wind blew up, rolled up some dust, and smashed it into potholes, even the walls on both sides had many cracks.

However, the unstoppable dark wind swept towards Wu Lian and the three, and it was bound to blow Wu Lian and the three into blood foam.But at the next moment, Wu Lian raised the burning palm fire with one hand to block the front, the Yin wind that was originally howling with the wind collided with the small ball of palm fire, but the Yin wind was crushed.

The Yin Feng disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

The fire in Wu Lian's palm swayed slightly in the darkness, the flame clearly shone on Wu Lian's delicate face, making it even more beautiful.

Long Feifei was taken aback by Wu Lian's face.Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and then widened suddenly.

Shouted loudly: "Grass! Friends Wu Dao, be careful behind you!"

Wu Lian's heart palpited for a moment, and there was a sense of crisis in his heart.Turning his head to illuminate with palm fire, an ordinary white wall.

"No, no more?" Long Feifei rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, the white wall was still white.

Wu Lian asked, "What did you see just now?"

"A face, a human face, to be precise, it's a child's face." Long Feifei said.

Wu Lian approached the white wall with the palm of his hand, illuminated it carefully, touched the wall with his hand, and shook his head at Long Feifei.

Long Feifei didn't believe it, so he was going to touch it himself.

Long Feifei caressed the cold wall, and the white and gray wall ash was scraped off a lot.

Wu Lian let go of his hand on the wall, and said, "The wall is not cloudy, it's too clean."

"I really saw a child's face just now, and she (he) was still smiling at me." Long Feifei was afraid that Wu Lian would not believe it, and explained.

Zong Xuan didn't go up to touch it, his eyes caught a glimpse, Wu Lian straightened his sleeves, revealing a section of fairly fair skin, and there was a long and obvious pink scar on the skin, his deep eyes sank.

Wu Lian's attention was still on the wall, and his back was turned to Zong Xuan, and he didn't notice that Zong Xuan was staring at his wrist.

Even if Wu Lian saw it, he would probably pretend not to see it.They are all a group of old men, and there will be no missing pieces of meat.

****

On the other side, a group of people in Taoist yellow robes were scrambling to run forward. The long corridor was not without a little light, a little dark green light, and the house numbers on the left and right sides of the corridor could probably be seen.

There was a fat man who couldn't run anymore. He bent down to take a breath, and looked behind him. A small white shadow was gradually approaching.The fat Taoist's eyes showed fear, he gritted his teeth and chased the person in front, "Wait for me."

I don't know how long it took, they couldn't run anymore, and they were panting heavily.

Turning his head to look at the white shadow behind him, he didn't know when it disappeared.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The fat Taoist asked him about the skinny Taoist in front of him, who looked a bit wretched, "That, what was that just now, how could it not be beaten to death?"

The skinny Taoist is Tian Qingsheng, and he retorted: "You ask me, how do I know! Ask me all, do you have pig food in your mind? You don't want to think about it, you just ask me!"

The fat Taoist was yelled at, and Tian Qingsheng's face was slobbered, but he was not angry, and scratched his head embarrassingly.

Some people felt uncomfortable when they heard this, and immediately said: "Brother Tian, ​​you are wrong to say that, you are the one who asked us to get rid of the seventh group, why are you blaming us now?"

Tian Qingsheng squinted his eyes, shining brightly, "Why, you are not convinced, you were the ones who laughed and begged to follow, and now you are blaming me. This is also, blame your own bad luck, lack of talent, and Master If you don't have the skills, you can't teach any geniuses, no wonder you have always been two stars."

Many people at the scene were provoked by him, and they were angry, "You!"

At this time, the fat Taoist became a peacemaker, "Okay, okay, we are all brothers and sisters of our own family. Now is not the time for us to fight among ourselves. What really kills us is the white shadow behind us."

Mentioning the white shadow behind, everyone became much quieter.

The shadow may have been following them as soon as they entered the house.

At first they didn't find Bai Yingying, but walked a long way, and the people behind suddenly shouted, "Junior Brother Li is gone!"

These words stirred up waves in the crowd, and everyone went back to search for a while, but they never found that Junior Brother Li.

So they turned their heads and walked further into the corridor, hoping to meet the missing junior brother.

After walking for a while, the fat Taoist priest suddenly heard something following behind him.

The fat Taoist didn't say he was afraid, he suddenly called out, "Junior Brother Li, why did you go?"

At the beginning, everyone scolded the fat Taoist priest for hysteria, until someone actually answered his words later, everyone seemed to be choked and silenced.

The people behind had hooting noises in their throats, choking their voices, "...Accidentally lost my mind..."

In an instant, the coldness filled the whole body, and the fat Taoist felt the chills on the back of his neck.

He quietly hid a talisman in his sleeve, and when he saw it in a blink of an eye, he turned around and pasted the talisman paper to the sound.

"Ahhh!!"

The red light emitted by the talisman for a short time let everyone see what it is in front of them.

It was a man, with ghost spots on his pale face, and a cut in his throat, with blood vessels sticking out of his head.He was wearing the Taoist robe of their Celestial Master's Mansion, and he also wore a two-star Celestial Master certificate wooden plaque on his waist.

——It's Junior Brother Li!

"Junior Brother Li!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Then, that so-called Junior Brother Li has become a corpse manipulated by the police.

After the red light of the talisman on his forehead disappeared, the corpse also fell to the ground with a bang.

Just pick up the corpse and have no resentment, so he is not afraid of turning into a zombie.

Just when everyone relaxed their vigilance, a Taoist priest was leaning against the white wall, panting heavily, and his back was pulled by something.

Before he could cry out, he disappeared in place, leaving only a mahogany sword lying on the ground alone.

"Let's go." Tian Qingsheng ordered in front.

Just as he was leaving, the fat Taoist priest seemed to have stepped on something hard. Looking down, it was a mahogany sword.

Whose sword is it here?

The fat Taoist priest picked up his sword and followed the large army. Walking in the team, the fat Taoist priest began to ask: "Which one of you carelessly threw a centuries-old mahogany sword on the ground, you prodigal son."

"No."

"My sword is in my hand, I haven't lost it."

"Whose do you belong to?"

Everyone shook their heads, but no one recognized that it was his sword.

The fat Taoist was puzzled, "No one answered, so who owns this sword?" Suddenly he thought of something, and shouted, "Who is missing!?"

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Brother Zhang is gone!"

At this moment, a sudden scream interrupted the noisy group of people.

Someone disappeared in the middle.

Gurg grunt, the white wall squirmed.

The fat Taoist priest and everyone else looked at the white and clean wall when they heard the sound.

All I saw was a child's face, and their eyes were gurgling and turning around on them.

"Giggle cluck..."

"What it is!"

Everyone saw the child behind the white wall, dragging something yellow in his hand, and took a closer look.

Those were two distorted faces, and they were faces familiar to everyone present.

"Isn't that Senior Brother Zhang and Junior Brother Wang (the owner of Taomu Sword)?"

Everyone suddenly felt that the inconspicuous white wall now had a strange child's face, staring at them at this moment was creepy.

The child's small mouth swept around and licked everyone outside the wall.

The small red mouth seemed to be stained with a layer of blood-red blood, which made the small mouth red.

"Cluck cluck cluck..."

***

Wu Lian stared at the white wall for a long time without thinking, so she simply stopped looking, turned around, saw that Zong Xun's thin lips were peeling, and his face was a little pale, he poked Zong Xun's waist.

"What, are you uncomfortable?"

Zong Xuan's waist was touched lightly, and he became stiff immediately. After waiting for a while, he shook his head, "Nothing."

The topic of the two chatting suddenly died down, and the scene was suddenly awkward.

Wu Lian shaved his face, and when he was about to say something, he turned around abruptly, "Get out of there!"

When Long Feifei heard Wu Lian's words, his fingertips just touched the white wall, and he looked confused, "What..."

Immediately, the white wall wriggled visible to the naked eye, and short hands emerged from the wall, and when Long Feifei was in a daze, they were dragged directly into the wall.

Wu Lian walked quickly to the white wall, and the white wall had returned to normal.

He frowned lightly, a golden seal was printed on the wall, and the white wall remained unchanged.

"Aren't you afraid of Dao Seal?" Weird?

Zong Xuan shook his right hand, and a bright red snake swam from his sleeve to his cuff, crawled down his pants, and swam to the wall. It raised its small head and hissed.

Wu Lian looked down at the little red snake's movements with interest.

Zong Xuan glanced at Wu Lian, and moved his fingers.Little Red was summoned by him, and the tail of the snake slapped the wall, causing the wall to vibrate violently, bringing along the entire building.

Wu Lian stabilized himself when the house was shaking. Seeing Zong Xuan's body shaking, he stretched out a hand to support Zong Xuan to prevent him from falling down.

It was a small red snake as thick as a little finger, and the tail of the snake just patted the wall lightly, and the wall was like an earthquake.

Wu Lian showed some interest in the little red snake on the ground.

A few minutes later, there was no movement on the white wall. Instead, the little red snake slowly climbed onto Zong Xuan and hid in his sleeve.

"There is a lot of filth, evil, and weirdness in this wall."