Just when Wang Shuo was listening with interest, the young man slapped the case in front of him and said: "I know what will happen next, and I'll listen to you next time!"

Wang Shuo was stunned, blinked and looked at Xiaosheng: "Why don't you continue?"

At this time, the crowd around him was also like Wang Shuo. It was a pity that the story stopped suddenly. They all stood up and took out the spirit stones and threw them into the big golden bowl beside them.

As the monks left, they speculated among themselves about what happened, and the originally quiet hall suddenly became extremely noisy.

When the young man saw Wang Shuo asking him, he opened his mouth to say something to Wang Shuo. Due to the noise around him, Wang Shuo did not open his consciousness and could not hear clearly, so he shouted to the young man: "What did you say just now, little brother?"

The young man knew that Wang Shuo couldn't hear clearly, so he sat in front of the case and smiled without saying a word.

After waiting for others to leave, Wang Shuo stood up and walked to Xiaosheng. Xiaosheng looked at Wang Shuo with his big eyes: "Fellow Taoist, others have rewarded you and left, why don't you leave?"

Wang Shuo hesitated for a moment and then smiled and said, "Why don't you tell more?"

The young student raised his brows, pursed his lips and thought, "Dad said, if you talk more every day, there will be fewer guests!"

Wang Shuo smiled and nodded: "Little brother, have you been telling this story here?"

Xiaosheng shook his head: "I will talk wherever I go! Wherever there are many people, I will stop there!"

"Wouldn't it be that many people can't hear the funeral?"

"No, I want to go to Laogu Alley to tell this story. After I finish telling it, I will go to a crowded place and tell other stories! I am just passing by Wanbei Convention, so I rent a place and make some money!"

Wang Shuo nodded and smiled: "Really? Then I will go to Laogu Alley in the future. Will my little brother be there tomorrow? How many spiritual stones will the reward be?"

Xiaosheng smiled at Wang Shuo and said, "I've had enough trouble, I'm going to continue on my way. The reward depends on the guest's satisfaction!"

The more Wang Shuo looked at the young man, the more he found him lovely. He smiled and touched the young man's head. The young man was so frightened that he shrank his neck.

Then Wang Shuo turned around, threw about twenty spiritual stones into the golden bowl, and left.

Xiaosheng touched his head and looked at Wang Shuo's leaving figure with his big eyes. Seeing Wang Shuo looking left and right at the door of the hall and leaving towards the left, Xiaosheng chased him to the door of the hall and looked at the crowd on the left.

Among the many black hairs, a head of white hair was walking forward leisurely.

The young student showed a smile: "It's so strange, why does this person have white hair? He must be so charming! It must not be simple!"

…

Wang Shuo wandered around casually, more for fun. There were many things here that the Liang Kingdom had never heard of, and Wang Shuo had only been in the Liang Kingdom for two months, and spent most of his time in the sect, so he had to have a good time.

Wang Shuo was walking alone in the streets. As he walked, he recalled that he had gone out to play with Xuanyi, and he didn't know how she was doing at this time.

"I'm probably planning to marry into the Bai family!" Wang Shuo sighed, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.

If I had turned into Yan Yue and got married that night, I would have suppressed my desire to kill and knocked Qijue unconscious before leaving.

Then there would be no killing of Qi Ran, and the demonic cultivators would not use Wang Shuo as an excuse to attack the decent sect. Then Wang Shuo should stay with Yan Yue at this time and prepare for the marriage.

Anyway, the detoxification method had already been sent to Xianfeng Sect by then.

Whenever Wang Shuo thinks about this, he feels regretful and wants to slap himself twice.

"Senior Sister Yanyue!"

As Wang Shuo walked, his brows wrinkled and he began to feel sad.

Suddenly, Wang Shuo passed by Wang Shuo. Wang Shuo's expression suddenly changed, and a feeling of déjà vu came to his heart.

Just now, Wang Shuo looked at Wang Shuo, whether it was intentional or not, but for just a moment, Wang Shuo noticed it immediately.

Wang Shuo looked back and saw a crowd of heads extending into the distance. Where could he find the person he had just passed by?

Because Wang Shuo suddenly stopped, the man walking opposite Wang Shuo pushed Wang Shuo and said angrily: "What are you blocking!"

Wang Shuo saw these two men. One had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the other had a beard that reached to his chest.

Wang Shuo didn't pay much attention to the unkind words of the two people. He shook his head and continued to move forward.

I don’t know how long I have been leisurely. Wang Shuo looked up and looked at the scorching sun in the sky. It was already midnight. He continued to wander like this. He was afraid that he would have to find a place to stay again at night. Anyway, it was only half a day before he returned to the Tianlang Sect, and it happened to be night when he arrived at the sect.

Moreover, he no longer had any interest in having fun, so he simply returned to the Sirius Sect and tried to make puppets.

The beams purchased by Mingyubo are just enough to make two foundation-building stage puppets, and they are also good quality beams.

So Wang Shuo stood up with his sword and rushed towards the direction of Tianlang Sect.

…

After flying for about an hour, just when Wang Shuo felt that his mind was wandering with wild thoughts and speculations about the monkey demon's funeral, Wang Shuo's spiritual consciousness sensed violent fluctuations of spiritual energy coming from below.

Wang Shuo looked down and saw two big men fighting with an old woman.

The old woman looked anxious and resisted, but she was still retreating.

Wang Shuo took a closer look and found that the two men were the two men who asked Wang Shuo to stay out of the way on the street of Wanbei Conference not long ago.

When the old woman saw Wang Shuo in the air, she quickly activated her magic power and said to Wang Shuo in the air: "Fellow Taoist, these two people are killing people and stealing goods, can we save them?"

Although the old woman was far away from Wang Shuo, Wang Shuo could hear her clearly because of her magic.

Wang Shuo frowned and cursed: "You did this despicable thing in broad daylight!"

Wang Shuo summoned Xin'er from the spirit beast gourd, said something into Xin'er's ear, and then flew down with his sword.

As soon as she landed, Xin'er ran away into the ground. Wang Shuo waved his hand, and the flying sword at his feet hung above his head.

Not only that, but many colorful flying swords were summoned from the gourd.

Suddenly Wang Shuo was surrounded by twelve flying swords and magic weapons, and the momentum was so overwhelming that the other three people present were dumbfounded. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that Wang Shuo's spiritual consciousness was powerful.

"stop!"

Wang Shuo shouted loudly, and at the same time twelve flying swords flew out and stabbed the two men. However, Wang Shuo did not think about killing the two men directly, but simply scared them away.

As Wang Shuo thought, the two men each took out a shield in front of themselves and quickly retreated.

Wang Shuo then thought again, and twelve flying swords flew to Wang Shuo's side.

The old woman looked at Wang Shuo and said gratefully: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me!"

Wang Shuo also looked at the old woman and was startled. This feeling was exactly the same as Wang Shuo's sudden look at each other on the street not long ago.

Now when he looked at it again, Wang Shuo immediately remembered it. The look in his eyes was exactly the same as that of the woman on auction number 59, who bought the "Nine Turns of Onmyoji".

Wang Shuo waved his hand: "No need to say thank you. When the road is rough, draw your sword to help!"

The two men looked at Wang Shuo, and the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes said: "Fellow Taoist, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. The two of us are acting under orders, and there are only other people's instructions behind us. If a good thing is ruined, it is not something that fellow Taoist can bear.

of!"

The old woman said angrily: "You and other humble people, will someone avenge you two? Ridiculous!"

Then he said to Wang Shuo: "Fellow Taoist, if you can help me escape from danger, the forces behind me will definitely not treat you badly. You don't need to be afraid of these two!"

Wang Shuo shook his head, waved his hand towards the old woman, and said to the two men: "I advise you two not to be unhappy and leave quickly, otherwise I will have to teach you two a lesson!"

The two men looked at each other, snorted coldly, and each took out a talisman from the gourd.

With a flash of inspiration, the talisman transformed into two magic weapons.

The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes holds an ax in his hand, and the bearded man holds a spear in his hand.

I saw the long-bearded man throw away the spear in his hand, and the spear turned into a white dragon in the air, running towards Wang Shuo with its teeth and claws open.

At the same time, the man with thick eyebrows raised his ax and slashed at the old woman through the air. A black crescent was seen splitting the ground and running towards the old woman.

Wang Shuo controlled several flying swords to stab at the white dragon.

However, the magic weapon was different from the talisman by more than one level. No matter how hard the flying sword was used, it could not pierce the scales of the white dragon.

Not only that, under the bite of the white dragon, the twelve flying swords suddenly lost their spiritual energy, and some even fell to the ground.

Wang Shuo raised his eyebrows, not caring at all that the flying swords were destroyed. Instead, he sighed and said: "These ordinary flying swords will be useless by the time they reach the foundation building stage. They are just used as cannon fodder!"

Soon, all twelve flying swords were destroyed. The white dragon swooped down from the air and stabbed Wang Shuo in the chest.

Wang Shuo's expression changed, and before he could react, the white dragon pierced Wang Shuo's chest. In a flash of white light, the white dragon turned into a spear and stuck into Wang Shuo's body.

Wang Shuo held the spear in his chest, with a look of pain on his face, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "Why is this talisman so powerful!"

All this took just a few breaths, Chang Xu showed a proud smile, stepped forward and pulled out the spear that pierced Wang Shuo's chest: "Fellow Taoist, you can see that he is poor at first glance, and the weapons he uses are all low-level ones that are only used in the Qi refining stage.

How can a magic weapon be compared with a talisman?"

Wang Shuo fell to the ground, breathing rapidly, his eyes gradually dispersed, and he lost his life.

The long-bearded man smiled and walked towards where the thick-browed man was fighting with the old woman.

The old woman was anxious when she saw that Wang Shuo died within a few breaths, but the two men showed a proud smile: "Hurry up and hand over the "Nine Turns of Onmyoji", and I will spare your life!"

The old woman used the long sword and talisman in her hand to scatter the crescent blade light that flew out of the axe, and said at the same time: "Don't even think about it!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind the bearded man.

Before the three of them had time to react, they saw a blood flower gradually blooming on the bearded man's chest, and a five-color sword blade protruded from the blood flower. There was no trace of blood on the blade.

The person behind it is Wang Shuo.

Several people looked at the place where Wang Shuo fell to the ground. The dead Wang Shuo was still lying there, but his whole body gradually turned into aura and floated into the air.

In the end, his true form was revealed, and he turned out to be a fox demon.

The fox demon smiled at everyone and ran underground.

The thick-browed man gritted his teeth and said, "Is that...an illusion?"

"good!"

Wang Shuo pulled out the five-color sword, and the long-bearded man immediately fell to the ground, clutching his chest and gasping for breath. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and it was so painful that it was difficult to lift the spiritual power in his dantian.

Seeing this, the old woman smiled and said to the man with thick eyebrows: "Why, you still want to fight?"
Chapter completed!