Wang Luoshen temporarily changed his plan and did not allow his two sons to come back from northern Xinjiang because he felt that Wang Fenglin's plan was not without possibility of success.
They are not lying when they say they are afraid of the Emperor, but their fear of the Emperor is far lower than their fear of the old man.
It is said that the emperor is the one who least needs to be unreasonable in this big jade, but in fact, there has never been another person who can be unreasonable, only Lao Zhenren.
So until now, the emperor has never thought of touching Shangyang Palace, even though the special features of Shangyang Palace have seriously affected the imperial power.
Even if the emperor wants to abdicate, his attitude towards Shangyang Palace is still that of being unenemy. Otherwise, why would he bother to make plans so many years ago so that his younger brother Xin Yanque can inherit the position of headmaster?
If you can't beat it, join it and take possession.
Using a curve, the specialness of Shangyang Palace is transformed into the specialness of imperial power, thereby diluting the impact of Shangyang Palace on the court and imperial power.
Even if the emperor acts in such a roundabout way, how can these people who are against the emperor dare to face the old man directly?
The terror of Shangyang Palace has never changed. From its establishment a thousand years ago to its current position as the leader of the world, it has always relied on being invincible.
It's that simple.
Wang Luoshen and others can try their best to kill the emperor, but they dare not go all out to kill the old master. The reason is that they have never found anything that can compete with the old master.
They have been looking for him not for a year or two, but for many, many years.
Now, Wang Fenglin found a chance.
Stone Bridge Villa.
Wang Luoshen sat there cross-legged, reorganizing his son's plan in his mind, and determined that he could give it a try.
"About the Immortal Demonic Art."
Wang Luoshen asked without looking back, because behind him, there was always a person standing there. This person was like his shadow. No matter where he went, this person would definitely follow him.
The man behind him is a man whose specific age cannot be discerned. Judging from his face, he is not too old to be in his thirties or forties, but he also has long silver-white hair.
Wang Luoshen asked: "As for the Immortal Demonic Art, are you sure Lin'er's plan can be used?"
The white-haired man nodded slightly: "There are only two people in the world who know the magic of immortality best, one is me and the other is Yan Beisheng."
Wang Luoshen asked: "Where is your senior brother?"
"he?"
The corner of the white-haired man's mouth curled up in a disdainful sneer.
Even at his age, even at his status, even at his level of cultivation, when he mentions his senior brother, he still can't help but feel contempt and anger.
It's not that he really looks down on his senior brother, but he is really resentful, a monstrous resentment, a resentment that cannot be resolved.
"If he wasn't so stubborn, he would be comparable to Headmaster Shang Yang."
The white-haired man said with a regretful tone: "He is too stubborn, so stubborn that no one can convince him. He never cares about other people's opinions."
"There are many unparalleled techniques in the Wanxiang Sect, but they are all classified as forbidden techniques. The Immortal Demon Technique is one of them."
When the white-haired man said this, there was already uncontrollable anger in his eyes, and his hatred for his senior brother was clearly evident.
"I was the one who created the Immortal Demon Art back then. I went to see him happily. I wanted to show off to him and also wanted him to know that I was not inferior to him."
The white-haired man said: "But he only took one look at me and listed my immortal magic technique as a forbidden technique. No one is allowed to practice it. Moreover, he also told me that if I dare to practice this technique again, I will be expelled from Wanxiang."
Door."
He said and slowly exhaled.
"That stubborn old man pushed Wanxiang Sect to destruction."
Wang Luoshen said: "You still hate him, but...if you say that Wanxiang Gate was destroyed by your senior brother, I won't even be able to say a word of grievance on his behalf, because it was you who destroyed Wanxiang Gate.
"
The white-haired man said: "I don't. I only want Wanxiang Sect to flourish, and I want Wanxiang Sect to surpass Shangyang. Am I wrong?"
Wang Luoshen said: "You still want to surpass the master, but you have never been able to surpass him."
He made such sarcastic remarks, but the white-haired man didn't seem to care.
"It's impossible to surpass the master. I've probably resigned myself to my fate."
The white-haired man said: "But I never give up. Besides, I can't surpass the master master. But one day the Wanxiang Sect will surpass Shangyang Palace, and I will win."
Wang Luoshen said: "As far as I know, General Lin Ye, the Protector General of the Three Norths, is your senior brother's successor. If I knew it was you who injured the master of Wanxiang Sect, Lin Ye would not let you go."
The white-haired man said: "Young Master, are you reminding me that Lin Ye and I are destined to fight to the death? If so, it would be unnecessary for the Young Master. I have nothing to do with the people of Wanxiang Sect. If we do, it is a mortal enemy."
Wang Luoshen couldn't help but laugh.
"Back then, you secretly met your nephew Yan Beisheng, cooperated with Tuoba Lie to encourage him, and went to Yunzhou to found the Chaoxin Sect."
"After your senior brother learned about it, he rushed to Yunzhou to see Yan Beisheng to persuade him, but your senior brother didn't know that you had secretly taught Yan Beisheng the magic of immortality many years ago. At that time,
Yan Beisheng is about to go crazy, and your senior brother can't persuade him."
The white-haired man said: "Junior Nephew Beisheng is a prodigy in my Wanxiang Sect. I taught him the Demonic Immortality Technique because I don't want to waste his talent."
Wang Luoshen said: "If your senior brother is still alive and knows that you are also alive, he may crawl to Geling City to kill you."
The white-haired man smiled: "Even if he is in front of me at this time, he does not pose any threat to me at all. I have achieved great success in the Demonic Immortal Art. It is not the great achievement of Yan Beisheng who forcibly breaks through the realm, but the great achievement of the natural path."
Dacheng."
When he said this, the white-haired man's face showed a kind of pride that he had no intention of hiding.
"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank my lovely nephew Beisheng."
The white-haired man smiled and said: "If he hadn't been there to explore the way for me, I wouldn't have been able to improve the shortcomings of the Immortal Demon Art as quickly as possible. It's because of him who walked through it that I could successfully break through and achieve great success.
"
Wang Luoshen asked him slightly curiously: "Before you left the Wanxiang Sect, you secretly taught Yan Beisheng the magic of immortality. Did you want to use your lovely nephew to find a way for you?
"
The white-haired man nodded: "Otherwise? That's a skill that I worked hard to create. Why should I just pass it on to him casually?"
Wang Luoshen said: "Do you know why I always like you and keep using you?"
Without waiting for the white-haired man to answer, Wang Luoshen gave the answer.
"Because no matter how vicious and vicious you do, you will never deny that in a sense, you are more of a gentleman than those who claim to be a gentleman."
The white-haired man said: "Do you know why I have always been with my father-in-law? No matter what happens, I will never leave?"
Similarly, without waiting for Wang Luoshen to answer, he also gave the answer.
"It's just because you understand me and can be my confidant. As for whether you can help me expand the Wanxiang Sect, that's a secondary matter."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Wang Luoshen couldn't help but laugh again.
He asked: "The reason why Lin'er has this plan is because of the Demonic Art of Immortality, so I want to know, as long as the old man can't help but practice the Demonic Art, will he really die?"
The white-haired man nodded: "The man named Chen Weiwei, the Immortal Demonic Art in him was born from Yan Bei. It was the Immortal Demonic Art that I first created, but took some detours."
"Based on my understanding of the old master, he will definitely try to absorb the magic skills and then practice the immortal magic skills to perfection. That is a character that a martial arts idiot will never change in his life."
He looked at Wang Luoshen: "He is too old. Even if he is invincible, his body can no longer withstand the tempering of the immortal magic."
Wang Luoshen nodded: "Then you can keep an eye on this matter personally. After all, no one is more familiar with the Immortal Demonic Art than you."
The white-haired man nodded: "Don't worry, sir, my disciple is in Fengyu Temple of Shangyang Palace, and he will keep an eye on Chen Weiwei all the time."
Speaking of this, the white-haired man felt a little annoyed.
"My father-in-law tried his best to send many people to Shangyang Palace to worship the jade temple, and even arranged seats in different places. However, after all these years, I still haven't seen a single word of Shangyang Palace's most brilliant Great Zhou Tian magic.
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Wang Luoshen said: "You are too greedy. Apart from the real person who teaches the Great Zhou Heavenly Art, who else knows about it? I have arranged so many people to come in, how many of them can win his trust?"
The white-haired man sighed: "Such an old stubbornness deserves to die just like my senior brother. Powerful things should be brought out for everyone to practice together, instead of being hidden away from anyone."
Wang Luoshen asked with a smile: "What about the immortal magic technique? If you are allowed to teach it to others, would you be willing to let everyone in the world practice it?"
The white-haired man smiled with a sinister look in his eyes: "Young Master knows that I am naturally willing to do so. I have never concealed it from you regarding the Immortal Demonic Art. People in the world who practice the Immortal Demonic Art are better and better."
The more, the happier I am..."
Wang Luoshen said: "Then why did you no longer teach it to others?"
The white-haired man said: "Because the demonic skills I practice now are correct, and what I hope everyone in the world will practice is incorrect."
"The basis for practicing the Immortal Demonic Kung Fu is that it must be taught by someone. I don't know how the person named Chen Weiwei got the foundation of the Demonic Kung Fu, but if not for this, he would definitely not be able to practice it."
The white-haired man continued: "My current Immortal Demonic Art is good for anyone who practices it. Why should I let others practice it? Yan Beisheng's Immortal Demonic Art is good for anyone who practices it. Naturally, I would like the world to do so.
Everyone practices."
"But the regret is that I no longer have the inner strength of the demonic skills that I originally taught to Yan Beisheng. If I had, I would have already made people practice it widely. The more the merrier."
Wang Luoshen said: "As I said just now, what I admire about you is because you never hide it. You will tell it yourself no matter how bad you are."
The white-haired man said: "Now I really hope that Lin Ye can also practice the immortal magic skill... He should be much more interesting than Chen Weiwei."
At this moment, someone from outside hurried over and handed the white-haired man a note.
The white-haired man opened it and looked at it, then he laughed: "The people in Shangyang Palace sent news that Chen Weiwei has been sent to the hospital."
Wang Luoshen also laughed.
As long as the old master sends Chen Weiwei to the Shangyang Palace Hospital, it does not necessarily mean that the old master wants to save people, but it certainly means that the old master is interested in the magic of immortality.
"Isn't it done?"
The white-haired man said: "I firmly believe and have never doubted that no one in this world can resist the pursuit of immortality."
Speaking of this, he looked at Wang Luoshen: "Now that I have Chen Weiwei, if you want to practice cultivation, I would be happy to use Chen Weiwei to teach you. After all, you are my backer."
Wang Luoshen said: "You become vicious and don't hide it from me."
The white-haired man laughed.
Wang Luoshen said: "Don't stay with me in the past few days, and concentrate on taking care of things in Shangyang Palace."
The white-haired man nodded and said: "I will leave the villa in a moment. That old Niubi killed everyone outside Fengyu Temple a few days ago. I will be easily exposed if I go again, so I can only stay a little farther away."
He looked at Wang Luoshen: "If I really get rid of that old bull nose, what benefits will my father-in-law give me?"
Wang Luoshen said: "If you really get rid of him, Chen Weiwei's benefits are not enough for you?"
The white-haired man shook his head: "Chen Weiwei will be mine sooner or later. It doesn't count as being given to me by the father-in-law. When his magic power reaches the third level of cicada, whether the father-in-law gives it to me or not, I will take his life."
Wang Luoshen said: "After all these years with me, you have never curbed your greed."
The white-haired man said: "Didn't my father-in-law just say that this is what you appreciate the most?"
Wang Luoshen was silent for a moment and then said: "If the old master dies, Xin Yanque will also be yours. You should know that until the old master dies, no one dares to kill Xin Yanque, but if the old master dies, the emperor can die, and Xin Yan
Lack of it can lead to death.”
The white-haired man hummed: "What about Concubine Wan Gui?"
Wang Luoshen's expression changed slightly.
After a moment, he nodded: "It's up to you."
The white-haired man burst out laughing immediately, still so openly and unabashedly.