Wang Zixuan stared and watched, calculating him?

With a loud shout, he puffed up the mana of his whole body, and launched the secret technique of escaping Sang Chong's life through the Four Divine Pattern Mirrors.

There was an instant pink light at the bottom of the Seven Emperors Fortune Boat, and the speed soared extremely quickly, dodging left and right, shuttling back and forth between countless hand shadows.

The spiritual power on his body passed quickly, Wang Zixuan fell below the Qi Realm in the blink of an eye, but it was still not enough, the spiritual power was still passing rapidly, and the thunder clouds tumbling in the sky also quickly dissipated as Wang Zixuan fell through the realm.

The figure chased after the Seven Emperors Fortune Boat, and his body was as fast as an arrow, and he was about to catch up.

The corners of Wang Zixuan's mouth were bleeding, he swiped his eyebrows, the blood between his eyebrows, and continued to increase the infusion of spiritual power, the cracks of the four god pattern mirrors were dense, and Wang Zixuan shouted!

As soon as he descended and looked back at the Qi Realm, the Seven Emperors Fortune Boat broke through the dense cumulonimbus clouds in the sky into a circle of clear sky, turned into a streamer, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Outside the house, Ah Zansong looked up with a tiger's head staff, and was shocked in his heart, he turned out to be the reincarnation of the remnant soul of the protector monk, and Master Wang was worthy of the great power of the master of the Qi Realm.

The phantom in ancient costume and wearing a black hat watched the fortune boat fly away, and looked down with a gloomy face.

Wang Zixuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was cold, and he raised a middle finger towards the other party in the sky.

No matter how strong the strength is, there must be scruples when hiding your head and showing your tail.

Although his cultivation has suffered a great loss, but he has good luck and merit to protect his body, his life should not be extinguished, and killing him will be punished by God!

The Qi Riding Realm master in the sky was enraged, and his right hand folded a fan and pointed at Wang Zixuan, and a six-pointed star rolled down.

Wang Zixuan couldn't dodge, and watched the six-pointed star melt into his body and disappear.

Wang Zixuan's face, whose body trembled slightly, changed greatly, the other party did not kill him or hurt him, but sealed his cultivation.

"I'm going to kill you!" he said.

This kind of guy who likes to calculate and stab in the back is the most hateful, he has suffered a lot of losses from this kind of person in his previous life, and Wang Zixuan is smart.

The phantom in the sky looked at him with contempt, and suddenly saw two yellow-robed monks in golden light appear in the air in the distance, and he disappeared in a flash.

Wang Zixuan retracted his gaze and looked at the four god pattern mirrors on the table that had lost their spiritual charm and were full of cracks, Wang Zixuan sighed and clenched his fists, took out the red cloth and carefully put it away.

Although he suffered heavy losses, Wang Zixuan did not regret it, but because of a knot in his heart, his heart was happy.

"Master Wang, can you come in?" said the national teacher, Ah Zansong, knocked softly on the door.

"Please come in!" Wang Zixuan turned around and said.

Ah Zansong, who came in, was shocked when he saw Wang Zixuan's haggard face: "Master Wang, your cultivation!?"

He was shocked that Wang Zixuan's cultivation was completely gone, and his hair had turned black.

Wang Zixuan smiled indifferently: "In order to avoid the thunder robbery and seal the cultivation, and also to avoid shocking the world, I fought fiercely before, and just now I sent my relatives to reincarnate, and I am a little tired." ”

"Master Wang is erudite and talented, and he is also proficient in the sealing technique of the Onmyoji!"

"Master Song also knows the sealing technique?" Wang Zixuan smiled slightly.

Ah Zansong explained: "A few years ago, it was rumored that the Japanese army left treasures in World War II, and some onmyoji came to search for souls unscrupulously. ”

"When they were defeated and came to an agreement with the Sangha, very few Onmyoji dared to come to Siam, but in recent years many Japanese businessmen have come to invest in Siam. ”

Treasure? Wang Zixuan's heart moved slightly, and he asked instead: "Master Song, do you know how to crack this six-mang's seal?"

"The method of cracking? Dharma Pudu, these six-mang seals are useless to us, we don't have much contact, and we really don't know how to crack them. Ah Chansong shook his head.

"Oh. Wang Zixuan was disappointed.

Ah Zansong was surprised: "However, this six-mang sealing technique will gradually fade, and it will be sealed again every once in a while, doesn't Master Wang know?"

Wang Zixuan was overjoyed in his heart, and said: "It's because I know that I want to find out the reason, otherwise the seal will often fade and it will bring trouble." ”

"Master Wang, several of your friends have been sent to the Bangkok hospital for treatment, the military and police have blocked the streets outside, and the aftermath personnel of the Sangha Committee are also waiting outside, can you handle the matter here?" Ah Zansong suddenly asked.

After all, it was Wang Zixuan who eradicated the evil demons, and he was a master of the Qi Realm with extraordinary strength, so he had to be consulted.

Wang Zixuan said with a smile: "The national teacher is polite, you can handle it, but don't talk about my business, please take care of it." ”

"This ...... This is a great reputation, doesn't Master Wang care?" Ah Zansong was slightly surprised.

"It's just the right time, the national teacher and all the great Lushi are the ones who have worked hard and deserve to be praised. Wang Zixuan said sincerely.

Now that he has enough strength, he doesn't have to bluff anymore, and he will turn low-key at the right time and make a fortune in a muffled voice.

"Then thank you Master Wang, please come with me, I have arranged a hotel for the master to rest nearby!" Ah Zansong nodded.

Wang Zixuan was invited to a nearby hotel to rest.

When he arrived at the hotel, the first thing Wang Zixuan did was to call Zhen Huimin from Switzerland, and the first sentence he said: "Wife, I miss you!"

Zhen Huimin was depressed in the hotel room, and when she picked up the phone and just wanted to complain, Wang Zixuan choked back the words that came to her mouth in a word, and she couldn't wait to see Wang Zixuan.

That night, Zhen Huimin took the plane to Thailand, and she felt like she had lost her backbone when she left Wang Zixuan.

Zhen Huimin wore a burgundy pleated shirt and dress, dressed in autumn and winter, it was still snowing in Zurich, and she was still a little uncomfortable when she came to Bangkok, which is hot all year round.

Her fluttering long hair and thick bangs hairstyle are pure and outstanding, charming and natural, and her appearance is particularly beautiful.

Several Thai female students ran over with their books, and Zhen Huimin was overjoyed.

But I saw several Thai women halfway to see Wang Zixuan, who was carrying a large bouquet of roses on her shoulders and picking up the airport, cheering and begging for autographs, even more enthusiastic than before.

Zhen Huimin hurriedly stepped forward to hold Wang Zixuan's arm and preach sovereignty.

As soon as she got in the car, Zhen Huimin pursed her lips and didn't speak.

When I arrived at the luxury suite of the hotel, the waiter who checked the luggage went out, Zhen Huimin pouted dissatisfied: "Throw me alone in the Swissotel, Sister Afang also talks about business and doesn't see anyone, do you really miss me?"

"Look at my face, I'm haggard for Yixiao!" Wang Zixuan pointed to his face, a serious way.

"Really?" Zhen Huimin found that Wang Zixuan did look haggard and sickly, and nervously reached out to touch his face.

"I'll prove it with my actions!" Wang Zixuan picked her up and couldn't wait to walk to the bedroom.

"Giggle......" Zhen Huimin smiled coquettishly, and kicked off her high heels, it seemed that she really wanted to.

Hu Tian was dark for three days, Zhen Huimin was tired and sleepy, but Wang Zixuan regained his energy.

The seal has been slightly shaken, at least at noon every day, the strength of the peak of the Qi Realm can be restored, it seems that as long as it takes a while, the six-mang seal can be broken, Wang Zixuan knows in his heart that this is the reason why Li Zhaotian shared most of the six-mang seal for him.

Wang Zixuan politely refused the repeated invitations of the national teacher A Zansong, and sat on the sofa and hugged Zhen Huimin to watch TV.

The news is being broadcast on TV.

Bangkok police have received reports that the morgue at Wat Tadrol Si Naran is foul-smelling.