Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

This is something everyone in the industry knows.

however,

The king never said that he was a warlock.

Only his ancestor Zhou Meng, the head of Wudang, knew about learning that magical art in the back mountain of Wudang and becoming a warlock.

Even his own master, Daoist Yunlong, didn't know.

And in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Wang Ye and the head of Wudang never revealed it.

It can be said.

In the whole Wudang Mountain, the only ones who knew that the other king was also a warlock, who knew how to dunjia, were the master of Wudang, Zhou Meng, and the ancestor Hong Yin who taught "The Wonderful Gate after the Wind".

But now someone asked him to predict the future.

And his tone was calm and sure, as if he knew that the king was also a warlock.

How can he not feel a little horrified.

Wang also set off waves in his heart, and the waves were turbulent.

But his extraordinary temperament made him not show any abnormality.

Instead, he scratched his head and said with a simple smile: "Master Mo Wen, although the poor Taoist is a Taoist priest, he is not very good at learning, especially fortune-telling and fortune-telling. I'm afraid I can't help you."

"Excuse me."

no way.

Among the Eight Miraculous Skills, Fenghou Qimen is also an extremely unimaginable method.

In addition, Wang Ye came to Luotian Dajiao this time to resolve the catastrophe on the old heavenly master, and did not want to cause other troubles.

That's why Wang chose to hide it.

If it were someone else, Wang Ye's words, as well as his reluctance both in and out of the words, might not be difficult anymore.

But who is Mo Wen?

A person who never gives up until he reaches his goal.

What's more, he has the script in his hand, especially the main stories that happened in the early stage are well known.

How could it be so easy to let the other party go.

Mo Wen smiled slightly, looked at Wang Ye with the look of "I'm not good at learning, I'm a little Karami", and said softly: "Wang Daochang, I believe that as the only disciple sent by Wudang to participate in the Luotian Dajiao, you must have extraordinary means."

"You should be able to tell I'm not joking."

"Please ask the priest to do the math for me, okay?"

Although Mo Wen's tone is very gentle, the sunny smile on his handsome face is even more refreshing.

But the king is also a "spiritual perception" of the heaven and earth as a warlock.

But suddenly the alarm sounded.

He could clearly feel that behind Mowen Sunshine's smile, there would be dangerous malice in Ling's successor who possessed such a powerful method as the Eight Wonders.

"Gudu..."

Wang also swallowed without a trace.

This Palace Master Mo is really not joking!

He knows and is sure that I am a warlock, so he makes a request to me, no, a request.

The tough attitude that cannot be refused is too obvious!

This is true.

Mo Wen didn't have much patience to argue with Wang Ye, his skill passed the hundred-year mark, and he also obtained the flame of the strange fire, plus he possessed a variety of exquisite martial arts, strange arts, and strange things.

It doesn't sound good.

In the whole circle, the only ones Mo Wen can look up to now are the old master and the two heroes, these three are recognized as the strongest fighters in the world.

If it's a one-on-one fight, neither of the two heroes, Mo Wen, may be in his favor.

Strong strength made Mo Wen less patient when facing people who were weaker than him.

Even if the king knows "Fenghou Qimen", which is a means of controlling the changes of everything in the world, Chen Jinkui, one of the ten masters, can defeat the master of Shuzimen.

Even if there is a spell like Chaos Golden Watchman that controls the flow of time.

Mo Wen still confirmed that he could take down Wang Ye without injury.

nothing else.

It is strong.

Therefore, when Wang Ye's life was in his own hands, he was still talking about it with himself.

Mo Wen was impatient.

Wang Ye's intuition was right.

If he pretended to be stupid again, Mo Wen would not be happy.

And if Mo Wen was unhappy, no one knew what would happen.

Anyway, the king will definitely be sad.

Maybe it's because he understands that Mo Wen is not easy to mess with, or maybe it's the warlock's insight into the laws of the operation of heaven and earth.

In short, at the moment when Mo Wen said, "How are you?"

Relying on instinct, Wang also sat cross-legged without hesitation, closed his eyes and said loudly: "Please wait a moment, Master Mo, and Pindao will help you solve the problem."

Mo Wen smiled a little more, and said with a light smile, "That's it, thank you, Daoist Wang."

"Hey, are you being polite?"

Your uncle, if it weren't for the fact that you are not sure of winning you, and it is not convenient to do it here, I am afraid that it will affect the situation.

I'm not going to do the math for you.

Immeasurable, he is a god, if I had known this, I would not have come.

Mo Wen?

Alright, let me see what you plan to do.

Thinking of this, Wang also sank down, and his consciousness entered the inner scene.

......

INT. A very strange chaotic space.

Here, people can achieve their wishes, omnipotent, just like gods.

As far as the warlock is concerned, they can ask the questions they want to get the answers to in their hearts through the interior scene.

Then the answer will turn into a ball of light and appear in front of the warlock.

As long as you break the ball of light, you can get the answer.

Wang also enters his own interior.

Looking at the emptiness, chaos, and boundless world in front of him, he asked questions in his mind.

'What does Mo Wen want to do, and what impact will it have on the future? '

After asking this question.

Wang is also ready to pay a little price to break the ball of light.

Because in his opinion, Mo Wen had nothing to do with him.

As for the warlock, if the question asked has little impact on him, then the warlock can easily open the light sphere and get the answer.

Even a relatively large 'answer' light ball can be as easy as poking a bubble.

This is also why those fortune-telling magicians can help so many people fortune-telling in a day.

Just because it's none of your business.

But Jean Wang didn't think of it either.

After he asked the question, his eyes with dark circles reflected a blazing fire.

call--

First, more than a dozen small fireballs burst out from the ground.

Then, under Wang Ye's incredible gaze, more than a dozen balls of fire gathered together.

next second.

boom!

A huge fireball tens of meters high, like the sun, suddenly appeared in front of him!

The turbulent heat wave spread from the 'sun', instantly blowing away Wang Ye's bun, and his ink-like long hair flew with the wind.

"how is this possible!?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye couldn't help opening his mouth.

This ball of fire is huge.

Even if he asked about Luo Tian Dajiao at that time, the questions involving the old celestial master were no more than one-tenth of them!

"How can it be so big?"

"Could it be that the existence of this Mo Wenguang will have an indelible impact on the world?"

"What the hell is he... trying to do!?"

Thin cold sweat broke out from Wang Ye's forehead, and the situation had exceeded his expectations.

at the same time.

outside world.

Seeing Wang, who was sitting cross-legged and sinking into the interior scene, also began to sweat, his face was tense, and his facial features were wrinkled together.