Chapter 18: The Trap
Outside the Taoist temple, Wang Zhijie walked to the door of the Taoist temple to salute respectfully.
Today is the time for the semi-annual briefing and report determined by the immortal chief, and Wang Zhijie came to the door of the Taoist temple early and waited.
Just like the previous process, wait until the sun rises.
As soon as the bell rang in the middle of the temple, the main gate opened immediately, and he could enter the Taoist temple to meet the immortal.
However, today's Taoist temple always gave Wang Zhijie a strange feeling, and he didn't see any difference when he looked at it carefully.
Without thinking much about it, he walked to the door of the main hall of the Taoist temple according to his previous habits.
After a brief pause, he pushed the door open.
The immortal chief did not sit on a chair today, but stood in the hall with his hands behind his back.
After he walked over, he gave a salute, and then briefly talked about Guan Ping's situation in the past six months with Xian Sheng as usual.
After talking for a long time, the immortal chief still had his back to him.
He slowly realized that something was wrong with the situation, and the Immortal Chief was inevitably too quiet today, and after talking for so long, there was no reaction or movement at all.
He stopped reporting, slowly walked up to the Immortal Chief, and called out a few times in a row, but the Immortal Chief still didn't react at all.
So Wang Zhijie tried to touch the immortal chief with his hand, but before his hand could touch the immortal chief, a pitch-black iron box descended directly, and the immortal chief also flew away at the same time.
At a glance, Wang Zhijie saw that the person he thought was the immortal chief had a strange face.
It's not that White Water Sect Immortal Leader!
Wang Zhijie's mind was a little blank at this moment, he really didn't expect that today's usual briefing report would give birth to such a change.
Until now he was in a state of consternation, although he didn't want to believe it, but now there was no other way to say this, he was discovered.
When he first returned to Guan eighteen years ago, he had been expecting all kinds of scenes to be discovered, but over the years, he had sent away one disciple after another of the White Water Sect, and even eight years ago, he had met with a foundation building monk, and his identity had never been suspected.
Unexpectedly, just when he thought it was foolproof, he was discovered.
But he still didn't break out directly, but asked with a hint of luck:
"Who dares to make trouble in the formation of the White Water Sect, but I know several Immortal Masters of the White Water Sect, let me go, and I will treat it as if this has never happened."
After he finished speaking, the outside world was still silent, and after waiting for half an hour, Wang Zhijie completely extinguished the luck in his heart.
He really planted it this time.
A strong desire to destroy, ready to erupt.
"The rats who hide their heads and tails will only play some ghost tricks, and they want to trap me with this broken iron box and watch me get you out."
After speaking, Wang Zhijie's mouth spewed out a shock of black mist towards the crack in the iron box, and the cloth bag he hung on his chest also burned in the black mist surging around him.
The amulet outside the box also reacted violently as the black mist hit.
As the talismans burned out one after another, Chen Feng quickly filled up the talismans in his hand one after another.
After such a stalemate for a while, Wang Zhijie felt that he could not continue to consume it in such a senseless way.
As soon as his mind moved, he seemed to have unlocked some seal, his originally thin figure instantly became full, and his eyes became as black as ink.
His gaze directly penetrated the heavy iron box, and looked straight at Chen Feng, who had changed his appearance at this time.
Chen Feng suddenly felt a chill down his spine under the illumination of this gaze.
Wang Zhijie was not confused by Chen Feng's new face.
He directly recognized Chen Feng's identity.
"It's you, why? Isn't this Guan Ping good, why are you arresting me? I know, you used to care about ordinary people, you were just pretending, you are as hypocritical as other immortal cultivators, and you don't want ordinary people to live a good life. ”
In vain, I thought you were different, I wanted to pull you along to change the world, but you had to deal with me. Despicable immortal cultivator, I'm going to show you the power of mortals. ”
Wang Zhijie's expression gradually went crazy as he spoke.
But Chen Feng had no intention of responding to his words.
It's just that while replenishing the talisman, he casts the most powerful Amazing Spell he can cast at this stage.
Wang Zhijie also wanted to hear what Chen Feng, a hypocritical villain, would explain, but it can be seen that Chen Feng still attacked with his head bored and had no intention of opening his mouth.
He attacked the iron box without reservation.
As Wang Zhijie swung punch after punch, the thick earth talisman on the iron box also began to be consumed at an alarming speed.
In just eight strokes, the thick earth talisman on the iron box was replaced.
Chen Feng optimized the enhanced version of the "Purple Gold Gourd" this time, and pasted more talismans in a smaller area
But Wang Zhijie's mutated form still consumed rune paper at a speed that surpassed Feng Zixuan.
It shows how fierce the evil thing on this thing is.
Fortunately, Chen Feng occupies an absolute geographical advantage this time.
If this Wang Zhijie is really too powerful to be cured, Chen Feng only needs to drill into the core of the formation and wait for the sect to rescue.
At this point, Zhao Jingzhi has advised, if you encounter force majeure, stay at the core of the sect's formation, and send a message back to the sect for help.
But as long as it wasn't really that critical moment, Chen Feng wouldn't make this choice.
The reinforcements of the sect are charged, and even if the crisis faced by the disciple is not within the scope of what it can solve, it is necessary to pay contribution points, and at most a discount.
The White Water Sect is like this, everything depends on the contribution point.
Inside the iron box, Wang Zhijie, who did not have much sanity left, also realized that it was not a wise move to attack the iron box directly.
He began to strain against the ground beneath his feet.
Chen Feng smiled when he saw this, how could my trap have such a loophole.
After saying that, he jumped directly onto the beam of the house, pulled down an iron chain, and the iron box also rose into the air at the same time.
The whole picture of the iron box leaked out at this time, and it turned out that after the iron box was lowered, it was embedded with the bottom of the box hidden under the ground through a talisman.
With Wang Zhijie's attack on the bottom of the box, the talisman that was originally attached to the bottom of the box was quickly consumed.
Now that Chen Feng lifted the iron box, he could also easily replenish the talisman at the bottom of the box.
Wang Zhijie realized the current situation and roared angrily.
After a while, there was no movement in the iron box, and Wang Zhijie seemed to be about to give up.
He was no longer struggling in the iron box, and the development of things had been going according to Chen Feng's expectations.
Next, as long as he does it according to the previous routine of capturing Feng Zixuan, then Wang Zhijie can be successfully subdued.
However, now the spiritual power in Chen Feng's body is a little stretched, Chen Feng originally thought that as the spiritual power in his body became more and more vigorous, he would no longer fall into the dilemma of insufficient spiritual power in the early stage of Qi training, but the consumption of this powerful Divine Curse proved that he was thinking too much.
Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng endured the pain in his flesh and swallowed a Hui Qi Pill.
But there seems to be something wrong with this Qi Returning Pill.