"I've met a master!"

The corners of the Taoist priest's mouth trembled, and he hurriedly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with a silk cloth.

Wang Yi hid his cultivation, and on the surface, it seemed that he only had the realm of the Martial King, but the Taoist priest could see that his true cultivation was the peak of the Martial Emperor.

But since the deduction was counterattacked, the Taoist priest knew that the cultivation of the person in front of him was far more than the Martial Emperor, but the top powerhouse above the True Immortal.

"This group of hidden masters, do they all like to play tricks on people so much?"

The Taoist priest complained secretly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was very helpless.

He completely forgot that he also secretly came to the Great Wilderness Realm from the Immortal Realm, and traveled all over the world disguised as a cultivator of various identities, and also played tricks on many people.

"Xia Xian, I have seen my predecessors. ”

The Taoist priest stood the signboard on the ground and waved it very politely at the king.

Wang Miao looked at the remaining blood stains on the corner of the Taoist priest's mouth, and said secretly: "The Time and Space Pastoral has covered the heavenly opportunity for me, even if this person is a powerhouse in the fairy realm, if you try to deduce my past and future, you will also be counterattacked." ”

"I'm not a senior, did you admit your mistake?" Wang Yi said casually.

The Taoist priest was slightly stunned, and then thought of something: This senior should not want to reveal his identity, so he said so.

"It seems that I recognized the wrong person, I don't know where my friend is going, if you don't dislike it, why don't you go with me?"

The Taoist priest changed a way of talking.

"Wei Fengliu, you big liar, pay back the old lady's money!"

Suddenly, a loud voice came from not far away.

Follow the sound and look at it.

A chubby middle-aged woman in a big red dress hurriedly ran over, still holding a blank piece of paper in her hand.

"Aunt Li, what's wrong?"

The Taoist priest who was called "Wei Fengliu" jumped slightly and asked.

Aunt Li threw the white paper in her hand on Wei Fengliu's face, and spit all over the sky: "What kind of bullshit hexagram are you, the old lady bought all the big ones according to what you said, and almost lost her underwear, you have to pay me back!"

"That's right, pay back!"

A few more people angrily threw down the IOUs in the gambling house, if it weren't for the fact that this was a bustling street, a few people really wanted to press Wei Fengliu to the ground and rub it.

Wang Yi glanced at this group of people and found that they all only had the cultivation of Martial Spirit and Martial King.

None of them knew that the fake Taoist priest Wei Fengliu in front of him just looked like a bully, but he was actually a fairy realm powerhouse.

"Fellow Daoists, it's your luck that has a problem, not my deduction. ”

At this time, Wei Fengliu clasped his hands together and said indifferently.

When Wang Yi saw this scene, he was a little speechless.

This Wei Fengliu, is it a Taoist or a Buddhist person?

"Fart!"

"We paid you to deduce the big bet on the small, and you actually said that it was a matter of luck, and you sincerely looked for a fight, right?"

These people rolled up their sleeves, and the aura on their bodies spread out, trapping Wei Fengliu in the middle, looking like they were about to beat him down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am here for your own good, after all, this is a road of no return, and you should stop in time, return to the right path, and practice and live with your heart. ”

"Besides, there is ......"

Wei Fengliu clasped his hands together, looked at the sky at forty-five degrees with a sympathetic face, and said in a passionate voice.

But before he could finish speaking, an impenetrable fist shadow appeared around him.

Bang bang bang......

After a punch and kick, Aunt Li and the others finally relieved their anger and left with tiger-like steps.

As for Wei Fengliu, he had already been beaten and his nose and face were swollen, and he fell to the ground, trembling all over, and one finger was still drawing circles on the ground.

Wang Yi sat three meters away.

He looked at Wei Fengliu, who was beaten and didn't fight back, and couldn't help but show surprise.

If it were other Nether Realm immortals, how could they tolerate a group of martial spirits and martial kings riding on their heads?

"Could it be that he is honing his mind in the red dust?"

Wang Yi guessed so.

"I'm thinking about you here, the sea of suffering is endless, stop immediately, turn back to the shore!" Wei Fengliu suddenly stretched out his hand towards Aunt Li and the others, shouting heartbreakingly.

"Back to your head!"

Not far away, there was the angry scolding of Aunt Li and other cultivators.

"Alas, people's hearts are not ancient!"

Wei Fengliu said helplessly and sat on the ground. Go to Audiobook.com

The next moment.

Wang Yi was shocked to find that a strange aura gushed out of Wei Fengliu's body.

Then, he sat next to Wang Yi, and his whole outfit changed greatly, from a Taoist priest who told fortunes and deduced to a strong man with a sword.

On his body, there was a sharp sword intent.

Even the temperament has changed from flamboyant to calm.

"What is this?"

"Identity-playing, or experience?"

Wang Yi looked confused.

"From today on, I am a swordsman, Wei Fengliu!"

Wei Fengliu made a strong voice, although his face has not changed, his temperament has completely changed.

Except for the face, everything else seems to be a different person.

It seems that he is cultivating a special kind of exercise, which requires occasional changes in identity and personality in order to reach the point of cultivation. ”

"But in this way, isn't he afraid of his own schizophrenia?"

Wang Yi began to complain in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, I'll follow you for a while, how about it?"

Wei Fengliu suddenly turned his head and said to Wang Yi, his eyes flashing with determination.

Wang Yi subconsciously wanted to refuse.

After all, being followed by a "schizophrenic" is probably not good.

But after thinking about it, he changed his mind.

"Feel free!"

With that, Wang Miao stood up, took the five flower fairies to a snack street, sat on the marble bench on the side of the street, and looked at the passers-by.

"Yes, the snack street is really beautiful. ”

Wang Yi muttered.

Although he is single, he feels that it is necessary for him to go out and walk more, see various types of beauties, and improve his horizons, so as not to see a grass, a cat, or even a pig in the future.

"It turns out that Daoyou is also a person of temperament. ”

Wei Fengliu, who was playing the role of a calm swordsman, sat next to Wang Yi, pointed to one of the women with a child, and said, "Actually, I prefer this type?"

Wang Yi glanced at the woman and judged that she was already married.

So, he squinted at Wei Fengliu and teased: "Your surname is 'Cao'?"

"Why did Daoyou say this?"

Wei Fengliu is colorful.

Wang Yi was silent and said, "Because, a certain Taoist friend surnamed Cao has the same preferences as you. ”

"Oh?"

Wei Fengliu's eyes lit up, and he said: "If there is fate, I hope to meet that Taoist friend surnamed Cao." ”

Wang Yi did not speak.

He went out for a long time, and it was time to go back.

As for Wei Fengliu, if he followed him into the space-time pastoral, he could just use the auxiliary function of the pastoral to obtain the basic information of Wei Fengliu.

Although he doesn't want the space-time pastoral to be completely exposed for the time being, it doesn't mean that Wang Miao is afraid that someone will discover the space-time pastoral.

In the past, I was afraid of being blocked by others, and I couldn't get the natural treasures of the outside world, so I didn't dare to leak any news.

But now it's different.

After opening up other worlds, there is no shortage of heavenly and earthly treasures, even if there are immortal emperors blocking the mountains every day, Wang Miao does not panic at all.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"

Wei Fengliu wanted to ask something more, but found that Wang Yi had already gotten up and left.

"Go home. ”

Wang Yi didn't look back, waved his hand behind him, and took the five flower fairies into the air.

"Fellow Daoist, wait for me!"

Wei Fengliu hurriedly raised his knife to follow.

He could see that this hermit master had an easy-going personality, no shelves, and was very easy to get along with, and it would be a good thing if he could take the opportunity to get acquainted.

Shortly after the two left, a figure entered the city.

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