"From the fire to the sky, the earth and water break the army, the Qiankun Xunfeng, the Kunlun prison break, the thunder and thunder, the land returns to the yuan, the earth turns and the stars move, all day long, the sky is extinguished, and the earth is extinguished, and all directions are destroyed."

Wang Muyang took Zhu Fei's translation of "The Secret Technique of the Ten Directions" and muttered.

Zhu Fei and Hou Santai were confused, and couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?" ”

Wang Muyang is also new to contact and doesn't know much about it, so he can only say according to his own understanding: "It's very jerky, but from the point of view of meaning, Shifang should refer to heaven, earth, east, south, west, north, life, death, past and future." With the power of the ten directions, the creation of heaven and earth, supplemented by the formation, can transcend the world! ”

After listening, Zhu Fei and Hou Santai were even more confused, glanced at each other, blinked their eyes, like two fools.

Wang Muyang smiled bitterly and said to the two: "This is the secret technique written by the Jiuhua Immortals, how can it be so easy to understand?" I'll study and study first, and when I understand it, I'll teach you! ”

As he spoke, Wang Muyang put away the translation and took it with him, and he wanted to memorize all the contents of the book as soon as possible.

Although the meanings in the book are profound, many of the meanings will naturally be understood after memorizing them. It's a truth to memorize ancient texts with students, and this is also the method that Yu Zhenzi handed over to Wang Muyang, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly.

"You guys look at Shoko, I'll go out for a while."

After collecting the translation, Wang Muyang said to the two, and then left the dormitory.

After leaving the school gate and stopping a taxi, Wang Muyang came directly to the City God Temple. In the garden of the inner courtyard of the City God Temple, find the little Taoist priest of the City God who is watering the flowers.

"It's so pleasant!"

Wang Muyang rolled his eyes and complained to the little Taoist priest of Chenghuang: "I went to investigate Penglai Immortal Pavilion desperately, but you are watering flowers and grass here!" ”

The little Taoist priest put down the watering can in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't accept you to be a city god!" ”

Wang Muyang shook his head again and again and said: "Forget it, I'm stuck in such a small place all day long, and I'm suffocated to death, you should keep this treatment and enjoy it slowly!" I'm here to tell you that Penglai Immortal Pavilion can basically be sure that it was a woman named Bai Feifeng who did it. ”

"I don't know exactly what Bai Feifeng is, but her body should be a big white bird, conjuring up Penglai Immortal Pavilion to lure people in, and using the souls of these people to repair her own primordial spirit. She seems to have been seriously injured in the past, hurting the original spirit. But now that the Yuan Shen has been mended, its strength is very strong. ”

After listening to Wang Muyang's description, the little Taoist priest of Chenghuang frowned and muttered, "Could it be her!" ”

"Who?"

Wang Muyang hurriedly asked.

The little Taoist priest of Chenghuang did not answer directly, but asked meaningfully: "Have you ever heard of a poem by the poet immortal Li Bai, Yun Xiang clothes and flowers want to look?" ”

Wang Muyang silently recited twice in his heart, but still shook his head.

In the past ten years, even the literacy was taught by Yu Zhenzi, and the most he learned was the Taoist formula, this kind of poetic and picturesque thing, he really didn't understand much.

The little Taoist priest of Chenghuang smiled and said, "You have not entered the WTO deeply, and it is normal not to know, but isn't there a fat man who studies history beside you?" Just ask him. ”

Seeing that the little Taoist priest of Chenghuang looked relaxed and comfortable, Wang Muyang frowned and said, "Although I have found out that Penglai Immortal Pavilion was made by Bai Feifeng, I haven't thought of any way to kill her so far, so you don't worry at all?" ”

"What do I have to worry about?" The little Taoist priest of the city god went over and continued to water the flowers, and said unhurriedly: "You said that Bai Feifeng's primordial god has been repaired, then she doesn't need to eat people's souls anymore, and it has nothing to do with the underworld." As for whether Bai Feifeng will do evil again, it seems to be a matter for you cultivators, right? ”

After listening, Wang Muyang's eyelids jumped, this thing was actually picked up so quickly. Listen to him, as long as it doesn't involve the interests of the underworld, he doesn't care about other things.

"When I didn't say it!"

Wang Muyang shook his head helplessly, turned around and left the City God Temple.

Chenghuang cannot interfere in the affairs of the world, this is a rule, and it can be regarded as a balance. Because the underworld could interfere in the affairs of the human world at will, with their strength, the human world would have been ruled by the underworld a long time ago.

Wang Muyang can still understand this.

On the way back to school, he suddenly received a call from Zhu Fei, and after connecting, Zhu Fei said in a panic: "Oh no, Xiangzi is gone!" ”

"It's gone!"

Wang Muyang was taken aback, at this time, no one knew if Ma Xiang would not be able to think about it.

Wang Muyang couldn't help but scold: "What else can you two do?" Let you look at a big living person can't stand it! ”

But now it's useless to scold Zhu Fei and Hou Santai, Wang Muyang hurried back to the dormitory, and found that the clothes on Ma Xiang's bed were also gone, and he was half relieved in his heart.

If Ma Xiang can't think about it, there is no reason to bring clothes.

At this moment, Zhu Fei and Hou Santai stood in the dormitory with their eyes dark, drooping their heads, like two children who had made a mistake. Wang Muyang glanced at them and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhu Fei said: "We were all sitting on the bed watching Xiangzi, but we were too sleepy, so we fell asleep unconsciously. By the time we woke up, Shoko was gone. ”

Hou Santai also hurriedly said, "Brother Yang, what should I do now?" Do you want to call the police? ”

Wang Muyang waved his hand and said, "Forget it, if he really can't think of looking for a short time, there's no reason to bring his own clothes, I think he should want to find a quiet place to be quiet." He's not a kid anymore, and I'm sure he knows what he's doing. ”

Before the words fell, the mobile phones of the three of them rang together.

The three of them opened it and saw that it was a message from Ma Xiang, and the content sent to everyone was the same: I'm going out for a walk, don't worry.

Seeing this information, Zhu Fei and Hou Santai breathed a long sigh of relief.

But no matter how Zhu Fei and Hou Santai sent messages to ask where he was, Ma Xiang didn't reply, and his mobile phone was turned off. Obviously, Ma Xiang wanted to be completely calm, and even decided to isolate himself from the world.

"Alright, let's all sleep!" Said with a wave of his hand.

Zhu Fei and Hou Santai knew that Ma Xiang was fine, so they felt at ease, and fell asleep on the bed.

Wang Muyang also lay on the bed, took out the translation of "Ten Secret Techniques" and memorized it. was injured last night, and he also lost a lot of spiritual power, and soon a wave of sleepiness hit, and Wang Muyang fell asleep unconsciously.

This sleep is a whole day and a night.

In the haze, Wang Muyang seemed to see another person, dressed in white, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Wang Muyang wanted to move, but his body didn't obey, and he wanted to try to see this person's face clearly, but the more he tried, the more blurred this person's appearance became.

Like last time, the man in white came to the bedside, stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, and then suddenly there was a powerful force, as if he wanted to suck out Wang Muyang's soul.

"Ahh

Wang Muyang sat up from the bed with a scream, and found that this was still a dream, and at this moment he was already soaked, full of cold sweat.