Under One Person, Starting from the Thunder King

Feng Baobao was confused and asked, "Why doesn't it work? The spell Close Sesame is an activation function, but Open Sesame is a deactivation function, right?"

Wang Ye was dumbfounded! You are so smart!

Is this magic weapon so sloppy?

"Open sesame!"

“Close Sesame!”

"biubiubiu..."

"Shhhhhh!"

Feng Baobao said to Wang Ye, "I'm sorry, Zhang Xuanzhen's magic weapon is not working. When Zhang Chulan wins tomorrow, I will let Zhang Xuanzhen help you solve it. You can have a good night's sleep."

Wang was also dumbfounded!

Taoist Master Zhang Xuanzhen had already calculated this? !

Damn it! It was all because of those fans of Zhuge Qing that he didn't have time to go to the inner scene to settle accounts with Zhang Xuanzhen.

"Go down!"

Feng Baobao took a shovel, pushed Wang Ye into the pit, and then began to fill it.

"I...Blessed Heavenly Lord! Taoist Master Zhang Xuanzhen! Come out! Let's talk!"

"Master Zhang Xuanzhen! I know you must be nearby! Only you can control this strange magic weapon!"

"Zhang Xuanzhen! If you have the guts to plot against me, come out now!"

Zhang Xuanzhen emerged from the darkness, took out a bottle of Wangzai milk, opened the cap and took a sip.

"Master Wang Ye, I have long heard of your great name."

Wang Ye gnashed his teeth and said, "Master Zhang Xuanzhen! As a senior disciple of the old Heavenly Master, you also want to plot against me? Aren't you afraid that this matter will spread out of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and be laughed at?"

"It's nothing. I'm the one who's embarrassed. I've cheated a lot of people of my age. You, Taoist Priest, won't make a difference. Hehehe..."

Wang Ye almost felt dizzy.

Wang Ye said in a serious tone: "Do we have to let Zhang Chulan win? If Zhang Chulan inherits the position of Heavenly Master, what good will it do to you and the Heavenly Master's Mansion? We must not let him inherit!

Zhang Chulan's power is too great! His small choice can determine the fate of countless people!

Taoist Master Zhang Xuanzhen! You know I can do Fenghou Qimen. This is what I calculated in the inner view.

I have three reasons for this trip. The first is that I don't want the old master to be disgraced.

The second is to give Zhang Chulan the choice to give up!

The third is to check why Longhu Mountain is covered with thunder and why there is a doomsday situation. "

Zhang Xuanzhen smiled and said, “As expected of a sorcerer, I really envy your ability.

Taoist Wang Ye, you have taken care of Zhuge Qing. Thank you for not letting my master suffer disgrace in the future.

Secondly, whether Zhang Chulan will choose to become the successor of the Heavenly Master is up to him.

Finally, I invite you to rest in my place, where I will personally watch over you."

Wang also laughed.

"Master Xuanzhen, I didn't expect that I missed you."

Feng Baobao chose to believe Zhang Xuanzhen, picked up a shovel, took two cans of Wangzai milk and a Wangzai gift bag and left.

Zhang Xuanzhen took out a sack and put Wang Ye in it. The golden light spell turned into a rope and brought him back into the house like flying a kite.

After the sack was taken down, Zhang Xuanzhen looked at Wang Ye, ignoring his unhappy look, and said with a smile: "Master Wang, you have to bear with it and sleep against the wall tonight."

"Master Xuanzhen, I don't even plan to run away. Can you release the magic weapon?"

"That won't do. Fenghou Qimen must be treated with caution. I have lived in this house for more than 20 years and have developed feelings for it. I can't let it be ruined."

Wang Ye said helplessly: "I'm hungry, can I have something to drink?"

"Tsk tsk... OK, Master Wang, you are also blessed. I, Zhang Xuanzhen, have never personally fed or fed another person."

"Oh? I'm so honored. Who's the first one?"

"My uncle."

"Master Xuanzhen, you have the appearance of an immortal. The old master has accepted a good disciple."

"Come on, look at your mouth, I'll go get some steamed buns."

"I really like steamed buns, and it would be best if they have some pickles."

Not long after, Zhang Xuanzhen brought over a food tray, holding the tray with his golden palm transformed by the golden light spell, and fed Wang Ye steamed buns, pickles and water.

"belch……"

"This really opened my eyes. The Golden Light Mantra of the Heavenly Master's Mansion can be used in this way. No wonder the old Heavenly Master didn't let you participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Otherwise, there would be nothing for me to do."

Henry Zhang smiled and sat on a chair playing with his phone.

"Master Xuanzhen, I'm afraid there will be twists and turns in the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Longhu Mountain is full of thunder. If this is man-made, I'm afraid only the old Heavenly Master can do it."

"What are you afraid of? Even if the sky falls, my master will hold it up."

Wang Ye leaned against the wall and sighed, "I really shouldn't have come to Longhu Mountain. I won't have peace in the future."

"Master Xuanzhen, don't you want Fenghou Qimen?"

Zhang Xuanzhen curled his lips and said, "Come on, I don't have that talent. The best way is to focus on cultivating both your body and soul. Your way of playing will shorten your lifespan."

"Master Xuanzhen, you are very clear-headed, but how many people in this world can see clearly?"

Wang Ye: "I remember that Taoist Xuanzhen and Taoist Lingyu are the same age, both around 25."

"Ah."

"Master Lingyu is under a lot of pressure. He has been suppressed by your senior brother. It is difficult for him to turn things around."

"? Why does it sound wrong to me? How did I suppress him? I didn't want to be a heavenly master."

Wang Ye laughed and said, "But Taoist Lingyu wants to become stronger and defeat you."

"Foolish junior brother."

Wang Ye said, "I envy Zhang Lingyu a little. He doesn't have to think too much and is much more pure. It's a headache... Taoist Xuanzhen, aren't you afraid that Zhang Chulan will really become the successor of the Heavenly Master? No one in the Heavenly Master's Mansion will obey him."

"It doesn't matter. As long as I'm here, whoever the new Heavenly Master is will be a mascot."

"Interesting, I didn't know Taoist Xuan Zhen earlier, it really opened my eyes."

"But if Zhang Chulan pursues the truth, the future will become unpredictable, and the alien world will no longer be peaceful..."

"Wang Ye, you are too kind. You are willing to come here even if it means shortening your life. I will tie you up here and not let you go on stage, because I know Zhang Chulan will continue to pursue the truth and I can't stop him."

Wang Ye was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Forget it, forget it. Anyway, I can take care of myself and protect my family with my ability. Taoist Xuanzhen, what is the reason for your grudge with the Wang family?"

Zhang Xuanzhen stood up, took out a tablet computer, turned it on, opened the video website to play "Giant Baby", and placed it on the table, aiming it at Wang Ye.

"Don't interrupt me while I'm playing games."

Wang Ye: "..."

Chapter 57: Choice! Zhang Xuanzhen reminds!

Feng Xingtong was in great pain. In the end, he did not tell his father what Zhang Xuanzhen had told him about the Wang family's plan to capture spirits and send generals.

At night, Feng Xingtong made an appointment with Deng Youfu.

Brother Deng Youfu and sister Deng Youcai rushed to the pavilion.

"Feng Xingtong, what's the matter with you asking me out?"

Uncle Liu Kunsheng was captured by one of the Eight Great Skills, the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Skills, and Deng Youfu was feeling resentful.

Deng Youcai even wanted to beat Feng Xingtong up severely.

The moonlight in the pavilion was beautiful, but Feng Xingtong's face did not look very good.

"Feng Xingtong, what are you doing?"

Deng Youfu and his brothers noticed that Feng Xingtong's face looked strange, with a gloomy look on his face.

"Brother Youfu, Brother Youcai, I'm here to let Master Liu go. I'm sorry."

"What's going on? Feng Xingtong?" Deng Youfu frowned.

In the palm of Feng Xingtong's hand, Liu Kunsheng's spirit appeared.

"Jie Ling, release!"

"Uncle Liu, I'm sorry!"

"Brother Youfu, please take Uncle Liu away. I'm sorry."

Without the control of the Soul-Binding General, Liu Kunsheng regained his sanity and looked at Feng Xingtong before leaving.

Deng Youfu saw that Master Liu had gone back, and hurriedly asked Feng Xingtong, "You are indeed quite interesting, but what happened to you tonight? Were you scolded by your father? Is that why you asked us to come?"

"No... Brother Youfu, goodbye."

Brothers Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai frowned.

"What happened to Feng Xingtong?"

"I don't know. It seems that he was frightened."

………………

The next day, early in the morning.

Wang Ye had woken up a long time ago. He leaned back in the rocking chair, looked at Zhang Xuanzhen who was still sleeping on the bed, and sighed.

The magic weapon that bound him clearly did not emit electricity, but the Qi in his body was still suppressed by a force, making it difficult to mobilize. His spirit was also suppressed, causing him to sleep poorly at night.

After a while, Zhang Xuanzhen got up.

"Master Wang, good morning. I'll go get you some breakfast, and then the magic weapon will automatically unbind itself."

"Yes, thanks."

Zhang Xuanzhen finished his breakfast in the cafeteria, came back with his meal, and put the food tray on the table.

"Master Wang, I'm leaving now. Don't even think about taking the magic weapon with you once it's automatically untied. If you want to take it with you, just give me 10 million."

"Ten million? So cheap?" Wang couldn't believe it.

However, thinking that it seemed that only Zhang Xuanzhen could use this magic weapon, Wang Ye's face darkened. If he really paid for it, wouldn't that be a complete injustice?

…………

On the way to the conference venue, Zhang Xuanzhen met up with Zhang Chulan and his group.

"Chu Lan, how was your rest last night?"

"Uncle Master, thank you." Zhang Chulan's eyes showed gratitude. To be honest, he really couldn't think of a way to deal with Taoist Wang Ye.

He couldn't defeat this half-immortal.

Uncle Master Xuanzhen has Taoist Wang Ye imprisoned in his own residence. Once exposed, it would damage his own reputation and even that of the Tianshi Mansion.

Master, uncle and others have paid so much for him.

Zhang Xuanzhen put his arm around Zhang Chulan's shoulder and said with a grin, "Chulan, you don't know how annoying that guy was last night. He was just like a Tang monk, talking nonsense and preaching a lot. But I'll still repeat some of his words to you."

"Uncle Master, you say."

Zhang Chulan perked up.

"Chu Lan, that guy went up the mountain to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony for two reasons. One was to prevent my master from being disgraced. You can figure out the specific reason yourself.

Secondly, it gives you a choice, a choice to give up, to give up looking for the truth.

The past cannot be changed, but the future can be changed. People are different.

Chu Lan, do you know that when the emperor in ancient times was angry, blood flowed like a river?

This is why people have different weights in this world!

The death of an ant, no matter how angry or furious it is, is insignificant and has little impact on the world or on humanity.