fifth form

Chapter 137

In Taiwei's mansion.

Zhou Taiwei walked slowly.

He inserted three spiritual incense sticks into the incense burner, and the corners of his mouth inevitably twitched slightly.

In addition to consuming the body, the consumables used to cast spells are obviously also expensive.

In just over two months, he cast spells as many as twelve times, which annoyed Zhou Taiwei no matter how good-tempered he was.

He is well aware of the prince's desire to stabilize his position and seek merit, but he feels uncomfortable being driven to work by the prince.

"Come up!"

Zhou Taiwei glanced over.

In the past, the people who were drawn by spells were standing, but now there is one more person lying down.

But the problem is not too big.

The mana of the Yin Yang family presents two states of solitary yin and solitary yang. This kind of mana is extreme and powerful, and it is especially special in the practice sect.

But anything special is more conspicuous.

Especially for the withered sect of the Yin Yang family, there are only two bare masters left. As long as they are drawn with similar mana, he has a certain probability of tracking the other party's whereabouts.

The only requirement is that the medium he uses to cast spells must really be related to the Yin Yang family, and he must have obtained the true biography of the other party.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

If Zhang Xuezhou didn't have the true inheritance of Fubugui or Jinchang, he would be led by the nose, wasting his soul and wasting it in useless searches.

Zhou Taiwei is doing business at this time, he is not enthusiastic but not perfunctory.

After a cry, he saw Zhang Qian carrying Zhang Xuezhou on his back with a calm face.

Zhang Qian's expression changed from pale to normal, this change made Taiwei Zhou a little more fond of him.

Some people and some things need to be at a critical juncture to show the truth. Obviously, this young player named Zhang Qian is indeed extremely good in mental quality.

Zhou Taiwei indicated the place to put it, and Zhang Qian immediately stiffened his body and put Zhang Xuezhou down.

"Manqian, Uncle Manqian, let me call you one last time. If you cheat Ziwen, this will be our last words." Zhang Qian said, "I hope you won't cry because you don't have a tongue when you wake up tomorrow! "

He prepared the worst plan in his heart, and prepared to pull out his tongue with Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhou Taiwei's old face wrinkled upon hearing these words.

Zhang Qian made the worst plan, and he will lose money today.

This made Zhou Taiwei feel bad.

He took the water from the servant, and when he poured it into his mouth, he took out a willow branch from his sleeve pocket.

When the mana was drawn and instilled, Zhou Taiwei sprayed water on the willow branches and Zhang Xuezhou, turning into a hazy mist.

During the squirming movements of the corners of his mouth, Zhou Taiwei's body swayed, and another servant quickly stepped forward to support Zhou Taiwei's body.

"sky!"

In the air above the Taiwei's mansion, an old shout came.

This made Zhang Qian quickly look up.

As someone who has made some achievements in practice, Zhang Qian does not lack the perception of mana.

He could clearly see that Zhou Taiwei was physically supported by his servants, but his mind had left his body and stood in mid-air.

The voice he just heard came from Zhou Taiwei's body, but it came from mid-air.

This strange out-of-synch between voice and body made Zhang Qian's scalp tingle slightly.

"land!"

Another shout came, and the willow branch held by Taiwei Zhou flew out and plunged into the water mist.

There were bursts of "chirp" sounds like sucking, Zhang Qian saw that the willow branch grew in the wind, from one foot long to three feet, then to five feet, then to seven feet, and finally fell to nine feet high. taller than him.

"Qiankun!"

When the shout came again, Zhang Qian saw Zhou Taiwei Yuanshen looked down, and a majestic mana hit the misty water mist.

The water mist quickly turned into a water curtain, like a reflection in the water, and scenes began to appear on the water curtain.

Zhang Qian stretched his neck, and saw that the water curtain revealed a small house with a strange layout from the darkness, and a strangely dressed boy and a girl gathered in front of a square table to eat.

Looking at the small poultry meat in the opponent's bowl, Zhang Qian couldn't help swallowing.

His gaze moved down slowly from the meat, and he saw that the food bowl was extremely exquisite, as if cast from white jade, and the exquisite patterns on the bowl made Zhang Qian's eyes widen.

"Where is this?"

Zhang Qian stared at the exotic scene, and then looked at the decorations in the Taiwei's residence.

The Taiwei's Mansion represented almost everything at the top level of the Han Dynasty, but compared to the small space where the boy and the boy lived, Zhang Qian only felt that there were still many disadvantages.

Whenever he casually took a bowl from that boy and girl, Zhang Qian felt that the nobles in Chang'an City would definitely snatch it up.

Even the crown prince couldn't help noticing this kind of abnormality.

But the boy and girl in the water curtain obviously didn't lie and did not return. The prince took a deep breath, feeling that the investigation this time was fruitless again.

This made a trace of resignation appear on his young face.

No one wants to be beaten without understanding. The court needs the truth of the matter, and also needs to find out the possibility of a truce from the truth.

The prince did not expect the mission to go to the fierce country. According to the six relatives of the people of the fierce country, the probability of the mission encountering danger is extremely high, and it is difficult to get the truth.

However, under the pursuit of various means, it seems that the truth will be hard to come to fruition for a while.

At present, the tracking of this spell has obviously failed again.

The prince lowered his eyes slightly, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he only heard Zhou Taiwei shouted again in mid-air.

"Who disturbs my practice, open!"

Taiwei Zhou has white beard and hair, but he still has the power to win the three armies when he was young.

He shouted loudly, and the majestic magic power shot out from the primordial spirit, causing the branches of the thin willow tree to shake continuously.

The scene in the water curtain changed again and again, the images of the boy and the girl began to disappear, and a red flame began to pervade.

As if in the endless burning, the flames are so blazing that it is difficult to see other scenes.

"It's unreasonable, how can a down-and-out yin and yang family stop me, Zhou Yafu!"

The bursts of shouting continued, and the mana instilled by Zhou Taiwei increased and increased. Although the nine-foot-high thin willow tree no longer grew taller, it became more and more sturdy.

"The captain seems to be serious this time?"

Beside the prince, the coachman Wei Qing said something in a low voice, which made the prince nod his head slightly.

He retracted his body, which was about to turn around, and carefully inspected the water curtain with his hands tied.

Zhou Taiwei obviously noticed something, which made him start to move.

This may involve the battle between the Yin Yang family and the imperial court. Whether it is seeking the truth or increasing knowledge, these are things that the prince must take seriously.

He looked at the past, and saw Zhou Taiwei's mana being poured in continuously, and a black shadow appeared in the flames.

Like a ghost hiding in the void, the black shadow let out roars.

"You dare to use the skills of ghosts and monsters to show your shame!"

Taiwei Zhou gave a loud shout.

It's not that he has to yell a few words every time he makes a move, but his strength, mana, and spirit are not good after he gets old, so he can only use the stimulation of drinking to maintain a high-level performance for a short period of time.

Zhou Taiwei pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other.

Amidst the shouting, a roll of bamboo slips flew out from the Taiwei's mansion, and another sword shot in the air.

"go with!"

Zhou Taiwei threw the bamboo slips down.

The bamboo slip pierced through the water curtain and turned into a cage to cover the black shadow.

The black shadow slammed left and right in the cage, making roars.

Endless flames continued to rise, as if trying to burn up the cage made of simplified bamboo.

But before the flames burned the cage, Zhou Taiwei took the sword that came from the sky with his right hand, and slashed towards the water curtain.

The sword passed through the water curtain, and the sound of gold and iron rang out immediately.

In mid-air, Zhou Taiwei Yuanshen had an unbelievable expression on his face.

The thin willow tree planted on Zhang Xuezhou's body destroyed itself without fire, and turned into gray powder in the breeze.

He looked down, couldn't stop his body from trembling, two puffs of green air spewed out from his nostrils, and then fell down on his back.

(End of this chapter)