Wu Zhiyuan saw that the fake Wu Zhiyuan actually knew what happened when he was alone with Sheng Wanxiang, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why did he know? Could it be that he has always been by his side and Sheng Wanxiang, so he knows so clearly?

But after thinking about it, Wu Zhiyuan felt that this guess was not very reasonable, because when he and Sheng Wanxiang returned home, the fake Wu Zhiyuan had already had dinner with his parents on the kang, indicating that he returned home earlier than himself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info【Latest chapter reading】

For a while, Wu Zhiyuan ran out of ideas, staring straight at the fake Wu Zhiyuan, but he couldn't see any leakage from his face, that person was simply a replica of himself, and the replica was seamless.

"Do you want to fight Maoshan spells again?" The corners of the fake Wu Zhiyuan's mouth turned up, and he looked at Wu Zhiyuan with a smug expression.

"That's the expression." Wu Zhiyuan secretly said in his heart, the expression on the corner of Wu Zhiyuan's mouth was full of contempt, and he would never make such an expression.

Although he saw the omission of the details of the fake Wu Zhiyuan's expression, Wu Zhiyuan was also helpless, because this little habit was only known to him, and it could not be used as evidence at all.

"Samadhi True Fire, Dao Talisman, Six Ding Liujia Formation, Please God...... Even if you steal all the Dao techniques of our Maoshan Sect, you won't be able to defeat me at all! Fake Wu Zhiyuan looked at Wu Zhiyuan complacently, he mentioned the Maoshan faction as "we", obviously turning Wu Zhiyuan away, and his own impersonation was noisy.

Wu Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, and said calmly: "Dad, Mom, back then, Maoshan sent the beggar Wang Gushen to our Wujia Village, and removed the drought in Longshan for us, and lifted the ban on our Wujia Village for a hundred years......

Wu Zhiyuan re-mentioned that he worshipped Gu Shen as his master and Zhang Zefang as his master at home, in order to confirm his identity, but before he could speak, the fake Wu Zhiyuan grabbed the conversation and continued: "My master told me not to claim to be a disciple of Maoshan Mountain, and I was not allowed to say that I was a disciple of Maoshan to the outside world, and I was not allowed to go to Maoshan as a disciple of Maoshan Mountain. Dad, Mom, is that right? ”

Wu Chengxi and Wu looked at the real and fake Wu Zhiyuan in astonishment when they heard this, and the two nodded again and again, but they couldn't tell which was true and which was false.

The fake Wu Zhiyuan looked at Wu Zhiyuan proudly, his eyes full of provocative looks.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the fake Wu Zhiyuan weakly in his heart, there was really no other way to confirm his identity, if he continued to do it, the two would only lose in the end.

Sheng Jinyuan stood up, cleared his throat, looked at the real and false Wu Zhiyuan one by one, and asked, "Boy, let me ask you a few questions." ”

Wu Zhiyuan and the fake Wu Zhiyuan nodded at the same time, and the movements and demeanors of the two were the same.

"How did you and I meet?" Sheng Jinyuan looked at the two of them and asked a seemingly simple question.

Wu Zhiyuan was about to speak, but the fake Wu Zhiyuan took the first step and said: "I sent a letter to the Sheng family for my righteous brother Du Yuesheng, but I was tied up by you and locked up in the inner room. That was the first time we met, and that's how we met. ”

Sheng Jinyuan clapped his hands and asked, "To whom?" ”

"Aunt Seven, Xie Linling." Wu Zhiyuan took the question and replied, "But when I went, I found out that she had been sold by you, and I went to look for her, but the result was ......."

"Ahem!" Before Wu Zhiyuan could speak, Sheng Jinyuan hurriedly pretended to cough to prevent Wu Zhiyuan from continuing, because Wu Chengxi and Wu were looking at him with strange eyes, they didn't know that Wu Zhi had such an encounter after running away from home, and they didn't expect Sheng Jinyuan to do such a thing.

Sheng Jinyuan cleared his throat with an embarrassed expression, and continued to ask: "Don't ask about this, ask the next one." After the Sheng family suffered, who gang was I taken captive? ”

"Baolin Hall." Wu Zhiyuan replied first.

"Then how did I escape from Baolin Hall?" Sheng Jinyuan looked at Wu Zhiyuan and asked.

"I pretended to be the third master, infiltrated the Baolin Hall, and rescued you with the treasure map in exchange." This time, the fake Wu Zhiyuan took the lead in saying the answer.

Sheng Jinyuan looked at the two suspiciously, slowly retreated to Wu Chengxi's side, and shook his head at Wu Chengxi, indicating that he couldn't distinguish between truth and falsehood.

At this time, Wu Zhiyuan's forehead was sweating, and few people knew about the questions Sheng Jinyuan asked except for himself and the parties, why did this fake Wu Zhiyuan know so clearly?

Suddenly, Wu Zhiyuan remembered the bronze mirror he saw in the village under Shizhong Mountain, and in that bronze mirror, people who were exactly the same as himself could come out, could it be that the fake Wu Zhiyuan in front of him came out of the bronze mirror?

Just thinking about it, Sheng Wanxiang looked at the two Wu Zhiyuan and said, "Brother Zhiyuan, I know that among the two of you, one of them must be true and the other is false, but we can't tell the difference at all. I remember that when we left Cong Ma Monastery in the morning, Master Kong Ming relayed the words of the abbot Wuchen, saying that we will return to Cong Ma Monastery tomorrow, if you all insist that you are true, why not go to Cong Ma Monastery tomorrow? The dustless abbot actually expected you to go back, I think he must have a way to distinguish the real from the fake. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Zhiyuan saw that the fake Wu Zhiyuan's face changed slightly, but he concealed it quickly, and the look of panic was fleeting, and the others didn't notice it at all.

"Good! We'll leave early tomorrow morning! Wu Zhiyuan immediately agreed, and as it seems that this is the only way to make the fake Wu Zhiyuan show his original form.

"If you're going, why wait until tomorrow? You don't want to take advantage of tonight and some kind of trickery to hatch, do you? Fake Wu Zhiyuan choked and said, "In order to avoid long dreams at night, we will immediately set off for Congma Zen Temple!" ”

Fake Wu Zhiyuan doesn't seem to be afraid to go to Congma Zen Academy to verify the truth and falsehood, which makes Wu Zhiyuan puzzled in his heart, does he know that Master Wuchen has no way to make him show his original form?

Wu's face was worried at this time, no matter which of these two Wu Zhiyuan was true or false, one of them was his son after all, and he was going to part again soon after they got together today, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Wu Chengxi and Sheng Jinyuan discussed, and the two decided to go to the Qifeng Mountain Congma Zen Monastery with Wu Zhiyuan, who was true or false, and Sheng Wanxiang also wanted to go together, but was stopped by Sheng Jinyuan.

Sheng Jinyuan drove the carriage and carried Wu Chengxi on the road.

"You have the ability to compete with me and test your foot strength!" Wu Zhiyuan provoked the fake Wu Zhiyuan, the reason why he refused to enter the canopy, but ran behind the carriage, was to lure the fake Wu Zhiyuan to stay outside the carriage.

"Compare to compare!" The fake Wu Zhiyuan seemed to be fighting with Wu Zhiyuan, refused to get in the car, and walked side by side with Wu Zhiyuan.

The reason why Wu Zhiyuan wanted to lure the fake Wu Zhiyuan to stay outside the carriage was because he didn't know what the purpose of the fake Wu Zhiyuan was pretending to be himself, and the two coexisted with his father Wu Chengxi in the confined space of the canopy, and once there was a conflict, it might be unfavorable to Wu Chengxi.

"If you have the ability, catch up!" Wu Zhiyuan shouted, turned his vitality, performed the Maoshan Shenxing footwork on his feet, quickly swept past the carriage, and took the lead in rushing forward along the mountain road.

Previously, the two of them had a Taoist competition, and they were not equal, but this time Wu Zhiyuan wanted to try whether the vitality cultivation of this fake was the same as his own.

As long as the fake Wu Zhiyuan is willing to catch up, his vitality cultivation level will be clear at a glance.

(Some readers have mentioned it before, saying that they are worried that this novel will end up being written as a cultivation or even fantasy.) Let me say here that the author himself likes and is good at suspense plots, and does not dabble in the cultivation of true texts and fantasy texts, but Taoism itself has the saying of "cultivating the truth", learning and practicing, seeking the true self, removing the false and retaining the truth, and cultivating the truth includes the whole practice process of moving to refine the essence, refining the essence and transforming the Qi, refining the Qi and turning the gods, refining the gods and returning the void, returning the void to the Tao, and proving the true immortals. But this novel will not write too deep about the cultivation of vitality, and it is not the mainstream of this novel, but only an auxiliary to the Maoshan Dao technique. Therefore, this novel will not give people a fantasy feeling, but the plot is definitely novel, and I hope you can read it with confidence. ）