[Cultivation] When tricks are in progress

Wang Shimo screamed and woke up from the nightmare. He didn't know what night it was, and the spirit stone he was holding in his hand had already turned into powder and leaked from his fingers.

Ignoring the sharp pain in his head, trying to see where he is now, he heard footsteps coming towards him from outside.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Wang Chuan raised the Ye Mingzhu in his hand, and took a photo towards the bed in the inner room.

"Wang Chuan?" Wang Shimo screamed again, he, hasn't he been...

"Master, it's me."

Wang Shimo glanced at the furnishings of the room in a hurry, and found that it was not his room, and felt as if he had seen it somewhere before, and then looked at Wang Chuan who had come back from the dead, and felt that this place was even more weird.

"You won't have a problem with your memory because of your head injury, right? This is the Longevity Inn in Liwei City. We come here to participate in the aristocratic competition held every ten years. The clear-looking man injured his head, but fortunately there was no serious injury, you don’t even remember it?” Wang Chuan touched the healed scar on his forehead as he spoke.

Wang Shimo was surprised, but he didn't care about Wang Chuan's irregularities.

This happened half a month ago, and he remembered it very clearly. He was first injured by the man in purple, and after ten days of recuperating in the inn, his father took him back to the royal family in Qingji City.

The Wang family was still a first-class family a hundred years ago, but the aptitude of the younger generations in the family is not as good as that of the previous generation. In Wang Shimo's generation, it has been reduced to a third-class family. Seeing that he could revive the family, it was not until he broke through to the pulse condensing stage that he was released to participate in the aristocratic competition and experience some experience. Just like that, a lot of patriarchs and elders followed.

It's a pity that things backfired. This year's Grand Competition has a dark horse. No one knows which family he is from, and no one knows what he looks like. He entered the competition arena and was injured.

The Wang family came here full of ambition and returned dejectedly.

It's just that misfortunes never come singly. When they got home and hadn't had a good rest, someone came to their door, saying that the precious lump of their Wang family was a bastard, and they wanted to take him away and make him a male favourite.

The Wang family was enraged and rose up to resist. Unfortunately, the strength was not equal, and the attack fell apart in an instant. When the elders wanted to repent, the coming people had already murdered, and they were not given a chance.

Wang Shimo's father saw that he couldn't do anything, so he grabbed his son who was still fighting in a hurry, and threw a activated teleportation talisman into his arms, trying to keep this treasure.

The visitor still found out, and at the moment Wang Shimo was about to move away, he was about to give him a fatal blow.

"I want to live." Behind the man, a man dressed in purple suddenly appeared, commanding in a cold tone.

The man suddenly changed his gestures, pointed his index finger at Wang Shimo's head, and issued a burst of clear air, which hit his sea of ​​consciousness the moment Wang Shimo was teleported away.

Thinking of this, Wang Shimo muttered to himself: "Could it be a dream?"

"What?" Wang Chuan thought he was talking to him, and asked.

Wang Shimo thought he had figured out the cause and effect, and seeing Wang Chuan was still in front of him, he said, "It's nothing, I want to sleep, you can go down."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, Wang Chuan put away Ye Mingzhu and went outside when he heard the order.

Wang Shimo was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and finally he had to use both hands to slowly stroke and knead his temples. For some reason, there was always a tingling pain there, which could not be relieved even by washing with spiritual energy.

Ordinarily, the injury on the head has already healed seven to seven times, it shouldn't be so painful, as a last resort, I had to look inside and found no internal injury, did it hurt the soul?But it shouldn't be, the head injury in my memory was just a minor injury, and it will heal soon.

After a difficult night, the Wang family cleaned up and set off on their way home. Just like Wang Shimo remembered, it took ten days to get home smoothly.

But Wang Shimo became nervous. It was five days before that person came. He didn't know if the extra memory was a dream or it actually happened.

Everything can only wait.

Wang Shimo was like a frightened bird. Five days passed like years. He had never been so frightened before. At noon on the fifth day, he finally felt too aggrieved and vented to Wang Chuan who came in through the door.

"Who let you in?"

Wang Chuan was taken aback, seeing his beautiful facial features distorted into a hideous look, he was startled and knelt down.

"Forgive me, young master. I knocked on the door for a while, but seeing that you didn't answer, I thought..."

"Think? What do you think? But how dare a slave be the master of the master?" Wang Shimo slapped the edge of the table, and the whole thousand-year-old nanmu table turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

Wang Chuan was so frightened that his body trembled, he buried his head in front of his chest, and he didn't dare to say anything. He could feel that the young master was a little abnormal after waking up in the Longevity Inn. It was the first time in so many years that he lost his temper without asking the reason now, and he was a little uncertain how to comfort the young master.

Fortunately, although Wang Shimo was overly protected by his family and was a bit ignorant of worldly affairs, he still knew who was close to whom. Although Wang Chuan was a servant of the Wang family, he followed him since he was a child, and was even more loyal to him, took good care of him, and took care of him. After venting Yu Qi, he also felt that he had gone too far, but his pride made him unable to say a word of apology, so he got up and helped Wang Chuan up, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Patriarch invites young master to Juyi Hall."

Hearing this, Wang Shimo's eyes widened suddenly, his beautiful slender phoenix eyes were almost rounded by him, his body froze, and he couldn't move.

"Master?" Wang Chuan looked at him motionless and called out in doubt.

Only then did Wang Shimo come to his senses, "It's nothing." He comforted himself, maybe it was something else, he wanted to show his usual demeanor and smile smartly, but the effect was uglier than crying.

In Juyi Hall, the Patriarch of the Wang family and three elders confronted the man in black sitting opposite. The coercion of a late Golden Core plus three early Golden Cores had no effect on the young man who seemed to be only at the late Pulse Condensation Stage. The man easily picked up the teacup on the table, skimmed the tea leaves with the lid, took a sip, narrowed his eyes and savored carefully: "Good tea!"

As soon as Wang Shimo arrived at the door, he followed the prestige, shrank his body, stopped, and was hit by Wang Chuan who followed behind too late to stop. In a panic, he also forgot to use spiritual power to stabilize his body, and staggered Jumped into the hall.

"Pfft, the young master is so enthusiastic, I can't bear such a big gift, so please hurry up." The man in black said with a chuckle.

At this moment, Wang Shimo's body was cold, fear occupied all his mind, he completely ignored the man in black's teasing, he hurriedly got up and stood behind his father, and tightly held his lapel.

Patriarch Wang noticed his abnormality, so he just raised his eyebrows and looked back at him, only to feel that his face turned from green to white, and sweat dripped from his forehead. One must know that cultivators have been exercising their bodies without fear of cold or heat, not to mention the current climate. Gentle, not sweating even in the scorching heat, Wang Shimo's sweat is really something wrong, but the reason for the man in black is unknown, let's wait until he gets rid of him.

"The dog has come, I don't know what you have to teach me." Patriarch Wang snorted coldly, interrupting the man in black from looking at Wang Shimo.

The man in black chuckled: "At the order of my master, I am here to hire you."

Patriarch Wang thought that the man in black wanted Wang Shimo to come over and talk about his intentions. He thought that the target was him, and his gentle face turned into anger: "No way!"

"I would like to advise Patriarch Wang, don't toast or eat fine wine. It is his good fortune that your son can be favored by my master."

"Damn! I am an imposing Wang family. Is it the kind of person who prostitutes for glory? What's more, who is your master? The one who hides his head and shows his tail doesn't even show his face. Do you really think my Wang family is easy to bully?" The head of the Wang family was really anxious. , even the three elders shared the same hatred, and they echoed the words of the Patriarch with righteous indignation. Just kidding, they waited for three generations before expecting a junior with superb qualifications, and they also hoped to revitalize the family. The baby is not good. Being a Taoist companion, no way!

The man in black seemed to enjoy the anger of the four of them very much, as if he didn't think it was enough, he patted his forehead: "Oh, yes, my master said, 'It's just a male favorite, it doesn't matter if you agree or not, as long as you get it for me '."

Patriarch Wang was completely outraged, and drew out his sword, stabbing like a man in black.

The three elders did not give in, and attacked almost at the same time as Patriarch Wang. The man in black did not dodge at all, but shook the teacup in his hand, and the attacks of the four were knocked away, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The man in black sneered: "Continue?"

The head of the Wang family frowned. He realized at this time that the man in black was unfathomable, but let his precious son, the hope of the Wang family, be given to be a man's pet. Thinking about it hurts so much that he can't breathe. How could he agree? He looked at the three elders, and the three of them also had gloomy faces. If they are Taoist couples, it means that the two forces are united. Furnace cauldron, anyone can pick it up, it is difficult to keep the cultivation level, let alone advance, how can this be possible!

The four of them thought, no matter what, the man in black should be restrained first, and each of them sacrificed their natal magic weapons to attack the man in black, when suddenly a figure blocked in front of the man in black.

Wang Shimo's face was still pale, the sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks like a stream, and he was trembling, but he still had a determined face, opened his arms, slowly closed his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "I... agree."

"Mo'er!" Patriarch Wang was astonished.

Behind the man in black, a purple shadow quietly appeared, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero, Wang Shimo, really good."

Wang Shimo turned around with difficulty, seeing that figure like a nightmare, his body trembled more obviously, but he still held on and said: "I want you to promise not to move my family!"

"Oh, I only want you, baby!" The man's face was hidden in a cloud of purple air, and it could be heard from his tone that the man was in a good mood.

As if hearing the words, Wang Shimo breathed a sigh of relief, but was awakened by his father's shout, thinking that his father disagreed with his decision, so he wanted to turn around and explain to his father, but in an instant, his body was pierced by a sharp sword, and he was in a daze. A cold voice was heard: "Coward!"