The steward felt very strange, everyone was waiting to see the old fairy change the law, why did this guy who was eating and drinking want to leave. However, there was no reason to stop the guests, and the steward looked at Bai Ze carefully, returned Bai Ze's sword to him, and let him go.

The scholar Noble was outside the courtyard, stretching his neck, mingling with the family members of Zhang Dahu's house, watching the old Taoist's "fairy spell" from a distance.

Bai Ze pulled him, Noble was a little reluctant, and said: "Childe, we still have five taels of silver, in case you are chosen by the old immortals, we don't expect to be favored by the gods to stay in the fairy world, but it is also a good thing that the silver is ten times greater!"

Bai Ze glared at him, took out the majesty of the son, said something like that, forcibly dragged him, and wanted to take a detour out of Zhang's mansion.

It's good that the two don't pull, and at this moment of entanglement outside the courtyard, it happened that the old Taoist priest led Zhang Dahu and Zhao Gongzi and a group of people into the courtyard to select the second batch of "destined people".

Zhao Gongzi Ke had been paying attention to the surrounding movements, and just now he wondered why there was one less subordinate who had mixed in. Now seeing Bai Ze intact, Zhao Gongzi's eyes flashed with jealousy.

Regardless of saving mana, he transmitted the sound to his ears and told the old Taoist priest about Bai Ze's affairs.

The old Taoist priest was still full of pretentiousness, smiling and letting the flattery of the people around him, but he was silent. Hearing Zhao Gongzi's complaint, in order to be safe, he focused on a ball of aura and performed the "Qi Observation Technique", only to see his eyes white and look at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze immediately felt being spied on, but the mirror on his chest also glowed with a hazy brilliance, covering Bai Ze's superhuman qi and blood, the condensation of his divine soul, and all the visions of the demon bloodline.

The old Taoist priest glanced at Bai Ze twice, and his heart turned out to be just an ordinary person, presumably he was lucky enough to kill the wrestler. However, under the Qi Observation Technique, the sword that sharpened iron like clay was mixed with a lot of unjust souls, although it was not a magic weapon, it also had some characteristics of a magic weapon, and it was not a vulgar thing.

The old Taoist priest became greedy, and suppressed the idea of denouncing Bai Ze as a demon, wanting to quietly solve this "ordinary person" and take the sword for himself.

With a wave of dust, the old Taoist priest shouted loudly: "Little friend with a sword, please stay!"

Bai Ze's heart trembled, clenching the hilt of the sword, the scholar Noble was very excited, and asked loudly:

"What the Taoist chief said is my son-in-law?"

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, and gestured with his forehead:

"It's the two of you, you have a light on your head, and you don't look like mortals. Come here, I'll give you two a chance to ascend to the fairy realm!"

The old Taoist priest's eyes were firmly fixed on Bai Ze and the others, if the two of them dared to refuse, it meant that they did know the plan of their gang, and even if they tore their faces, they would have to take the lead when the time came.

The envious eyes around swept on the two of them like searchlights, Bai Ze touched the cold pistol on his waist, gritted his teeth, and said in his heart: If you want to go, then let you, the "old fairy", see the power of science and technology!

With a smile on his face, Bai Ze was obediently dragged to the carriage by the excited Noble Treasure. The old Taoist priest was slightly away from Bai Ze, who was holding a sword, as long as he didn't fight hand-to-hand, he didn't believe that an ordinary person would cause him any accidents.

Soon, the old Taoist priest randomly pulled two literati who didn't seem to have a high IQ to make up the numbers and let the four of them sit in the carriage.

Although Bai Ze was afraid of the old Taoist's spells, he was not afraid of those blinding techniques and confusing techniques at all. The mirror and he analyzed last night that in this world of non-cultivators, it was difficult for those cultivators to use real illusions.

Soon, the unicorn neighed, and the carriage slowly approached the mist.

The two gold-armored people immediately came up, and while the vision of the four people was separated by the fog, the gold-armored man on the left lit a coarse incense, and at the same time put two vivid drawings of the fairy palace in front of the eyes of the two literati.

The two people were immediately hit, drooling from the corners of their mouths in a daze, looking stupid, and under the guidance of the painting in front of them, they fell into the illusion of their imaginary fairyland.

The golden-armored man took the silver that they were holding, and took out two large pieces of silver from the chest on the ground, and put them in their bosoms, and cried out in their ears:

"Who are you? Why don't you trespass into the fairyland, and don't retreat quickly!"

The two of them were frightened, and immediately woke up from the illusion, and when they opened their eyes, they vaguely saw the golden armor man flashing by, and they couldn't help but be surprised, thinking that they had traveled from the fairy world.

The Jinjia man on the right thought that Bai Ze and the others had long been fascinated by the incense, so he took out the dagger, thinking about dragging them off the carriage, stabbing them one by one, and quickly solved them.

I didn't want Bai Ze to use his soul vision in the fog, everything could be seen clearly, and he had already held his breath. As soon as the golden armor man approached, Bai Ze burst into trouble and hugged his head at the moment when he didn't react at all.

The golden armor man was shocked, and wanted to rely on his long-term baptism of secret methods, far beyond the divine power of ordinary people to break free from Bai Ze's shackles.

But he didn't want to, the divine power he was proud of didn't work at all this time, it was like a helpless little chick, struggling in Bai Ze's hands, he was simply twisted off his neck, and his life went west.

When the other gold-armored man heard the noise here, he immediately turned his head, but he was greeted by an iron fist, and the golden-armored man's head was hit backwards fiercely, and his throat bone clicked, and he fell to the ground.

The two people in the car faintly heard the strange sound of "click, click, pop" in the fog, and were puzzled, but after a while, a thick voice came:

"The gate of the fairy world is closed, you two mortals leave quickly, don't stay here!"

The two suddenly realized that it was the sound of the gate closing, and it seemed that they had indeed traveled to the fairyland.

At this time, the horse also reached the time, turned a corner, and pulled the two out of the fog.

Bai Ze woke up the treasure with a mouthful, and shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and put on this golden armor, and everything will be under my command for a while!"

Noble came to his senses in a daze, fumbled around, and asked, "Childe, aren't we in a fairyland? Why am I still in the fog?"

Bai Ze dragged a piece of gold armor that he had taken off, approached him, and scolded in a low voice: "I don't have time to explain to you, hurry up and take off your clothes and put on, we meet a charlatan who can kill people, if you want to live, listen to me!"

As he spoke, Bai Ze took off his coat, took off the silk cardboard armor of another gold-armored man, and put it on himself. Then he put on his own clothes for the gold-armored man to create the illusion that the two of them were dead.

Not to mention the busy work of Bai Ze's master and servant in the fog, outside, the old Taoist priest didn't expect that two ordinary people would escape from his Wuzhi Mountain. In order to save a few spiritual powers, he used the sound insulation technique to escape after a while, but he did not use the qi observation technique again to peep into the movement in the fog.

At this time, Lao Dao and Zhao Gongzi sang and harmonized, seducing Zhang Dahu to put all his family wealth into the carriage, multiply it tenfold, and make a fortune.

Zhang Dahu was still a little hesitant, not that he didn't believe in the old immortal and his virtuous nephew, but that the old Taoist priest said that there were still spiritual roots present, and only he and Zhao Gongzi were left. Zhang Dahu looked at the fog and was a little afraid of the unknown.