"Where did you get this cloth," Wang Changsheng put away the rags and asked quietly.

"The younger generation got it from a pawnshop, and according to the original owner, the cloth was their ancestral heirloom, and the topographic map on it represented a certain place, where a treasure was hidden, and it was not clear what treasure was hidden," the purple-clothed girl replied respectfully.

"Treasure?" Wang Changsheng chuckled when he heard this, plus the piece offered by the girl in purple, he already has three pieces of this kind of treasure remnant, regardless of whether this treasure remnant is true or false, but only by virtue of the fact that water and fire do not invade, the magic weapon is difficult to damage in the slightest, and it is also worthy of Wang Changsheng's collection, maybe it is really a treasure remnant!

"I want this thing, I can help you negotiate, but do you know that the Qi seniors you said were from Haoran Academy, isn't it a good thing for you to marry his nephew?" Wang Changsheng asked curiously.

"The juniors not only know that Senior Qi was born in Haoran Academy, but also know that the person I want to marry is also a disciple of Haoran Academy, and Senior Qi promised that he will help me enter Haoran Academy in the future, but so what? If you don't like it, you don't like it, is it true that a disciple of a famous sect must be a good match for our female monk?" said the girl in purple with some sarcasm.

"Since you've thought it through, then I don't have anything more to say, you go back and rest! Wait for my good news tomorrow," Wang Changsheng heard this, groaned slightly, and said slowly.

"Then there is the senior of King Lao, and the junior has retired," the purple-clothed girl looked happy, nodded respectfully, and turned to leave.

After the purple-clothed girl left, Wang Changsheng let go of his divine sense and swept around the courtyard, and it didn't take long for him to retract his divine sense and run outside the courtyard.

Although the purple-clothed girl's maternal grandfather was already idle at home, after all, he had held an important position, and the mansion was heavily guarded, and a team of nurses had just walked through a pavilion, and it didn't take long for another team of nurses to pass through this attic.

Wang Changsheng took a picture of himself and avoided the eyes and ears of these guards.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng came to a remote courtyard, and as soon as he approached the courtyard, a deep man's voice suddenly sounded:

"I don't know which Taoist friend is coming, please come out and see it. ”

As soon as the words fell, several young men and women in Confucian shirts surrounded a middle-aged Confucian student and walked out quickly.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng took off the amulet on his body, and his figure was exposed in front of the middle-aged Confucian and others.

Although it was a dark night when you couldn't see your fingers, it didn't affect everyone's sight.

"It's you, Daoist friends don't want to stay in their own residence to rest, come to Qi, I don't know what to do," the middle-aged Confucian frowned, and said with some displeasure.

"I'm here for Zhao Daoyou's marriage," Wang Changsheng said.

"Hmph, this is a private matter between the two of us, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with Daoyou! Daoyou's move is too much to ignore our Haoran Academy," the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face suddenly sank, and Chuan Yin replied.

"Daoyou, don't button your hat indiscriminately, I haven't said this kind of thing, I'll make it clear! I don't agree with your nephew's marriage with Zhao Daoyou, if Qi Daoyou has to let Zhao Daoyou marry your nephew, Wang Mou said that he can't ask Qi Daoyou for Taoism. ”

"Ask me for advice, okay, I'll give you this opportunity, but it's not convenient here, let's find another place, I don't know what the friendship will be," the middle-aged Confucian heard this, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, his eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Okay, no problem, I'll wait for you in the grove thirty miles outside the city, if Qi Daoyou is not at ease with Wang, you can bring these disciples of you," Wang Changsheng agreed.

After speaking, he took out a yellow talisman and slapped it on his body, and his body disappeared into the ground in a package of yellow light.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and ordered the disciple beside him: "Xu Yuan, Liu Zheng, Chen Jiang, the three of you will come with me, and the others will stay here." ”

"Yes, master," the three young Confucian students immediately responded.

The middle-aged Confucian shook his sleeves, and a black light flashed out, turning into a huge black pen several feet long.

As soon as the middle-aged Confucian figure, the person appeared on the barrel of the pen, and the three young Confucian students also jumped up.

With the middle-aged Confucian student's word "go", the black giant pen rose into the air and disappeared into the sky as a black light.

A quarter of an hour later, the four middle-aged Confucian scholars appeared at a height of more than 100 zhang in the grove thirty miles outside Laiyang City.

"Xu Yuan, Liu Zheng, the two of you go down and check on it, see if there are any formations laid here, pay attention to safety," the middle-aged Confucian thought for a moment and commanded.

"Yes, master," the two young Confucian scholars responded, and immediately took out a brush instrument, jumped up, and slowly fell downward.

After a while, the two of them rose from the ground and returned to the middle-aged Confucian student.

"Back to Master, I checked with Senior Brother Liu, and I didn't find the slightest fluctuation of prohibition, so there shouldn't be any formations," a young Confucian with ordinary facial features said in a respectful voice.

Hearing this, the middle-aged Confucian nodded, thought about it for a while, and was just about to say something, when a deafening dragon roar sounded, and a black shadow quickly flew from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, the black shadow appeared in front of the middle-aged Confucian student.

The black shadow was a black dragon more than ten zhang long, and on the back of the black dragon was a man in white, and the man in white was Wang Changsheng.

Seeing Xiao Hei, the middle-aged Confucian Sheng's face suddenly sank, if he fought alone, he would definitely not be afraid of Wang Changsheng, but now that there is a second-level spirit beast, it will be different.

When the three young Confucian students saw Xiao Hei, their faces changed.

"Qi Daoyou, what do you think of this place? If it's no problem, you and I will have a discussion here, if I win, your nephew should choose another good fate! If I lose, I won't ask about Zhao Daoyou's marriage again, how about it?" Wang Changsheng said with a calm face.

"Is Wang Daoyou really a loose cultivator?" The middle-aged Confucian stared at Wang Changsheng and asked in a deep voice, his face was a little solemn, in his impression, the scattered cultivators were all poor and destitute, and they couldn't even take care of their own cultivation, let alone domesticate spirit beasts, which was why he knew that Wang Changsheng was a loose cultivator, and he used his divine sense to probe Wang Changsheng without any scruples.

However, seeing Xiao Hei under Wang Changsheng, and thinking of Wang Changsheng's previous performance, he was a little suspicious that Wang Changsheng was not a casual cultivator, but from a certain sect of cultivating immortals, and it was very likely that he was from a famous sect, if the other party was really a casual cultivator, I am afraid that the name of Haoran Academy alone would scare the other party away, let alone learn from him.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, what's not? Could it be that Wang is from a famous faction, and Taoist friends can't admit defeat?" Wang Changsheng said lightly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged Confucian student's face was a little uncertain, and after a little silence, he opened his mouth and said: "Okay, let's learn here, there is a proposal below, as long as Daoyou takes Qi Mou's ten moves, it will be considered as Qi's loss, how about it?"

"Ten moves?" Wang Changsheng shook his head when he heard this, and said, "No, if you take my five moves, I will lose." ”

"Take you five moves, okay, I'll take you five moves," Listening to Wang Changsheng's seemingly arrogant words, the middle-aged Confucian not only did not get angry, but seriously weighed the pros and cons, and it didn't take long for him to agree.

From Wang Changsheng's words, the middle-aged Confucian can be sure that Wang Changsheng is most likely from a certain immortal cultivation faction or immortal cultivation clan, and the forces behind it should not be weaker than Haoran Academy.

Wang Changsheng didn't expect that because of his few words, the middle-aged Confucian almost figured out his origin.

Hearing the middle-aged Confucian student's reply, Wang Changsheng nodded, Xiao Hei's body twisted, and slowly landed in a wide open space, Wang Changsheng's right foot stepped on Xiao Hei's back, and he jumped up and landed firmly on the ground.

The middle-aged Confucian also controlled the black giant pen and slowly landed in the clearing, dozens of zhang away from Wang Changsheng, and his three disciples also landed.

"Qi Daoyou, it's better to let your disciples go farther away, it won't be good if you accidentally hurt them," Wang Changsheng swept the three young Confucian students standing beside the middle-aged Confucian and said with a frown.

Wang Changsheng just wanted to defeat the other party, and he didn't intend to kill the other party.

"Spread out and stay away from me," the middle-aged Confucian thought for a moment, then turned to the three young Confucian scholars and commanded.

Hearing this, the three young Confucian students immediately walked into the distance and stopped more than a dozen zhang away.

The expressions of the three of them were a little excited, they rarely saw the Zhuji Cultivator fighting, and the number of times their master personally went into battle was even rarer, and the look of worry in the eyes of the middle-aged Confucian was different, the three of them were full of confidence in their master, after all, in the realm, their master suppressed Wang Changsheng, not to mention just taking the other party's five moves.

Under the expectant gaze of the three of them, Wang Chang made a vivid move.

I saw Wang Changsheng raise his hands together, and a thick stack of red talismans came out of his hands, turning into red fireballs the size of watermelons, and there were hundreds of them.

Hundreds of red fireballs, with a blazing heat, quickly smashed towards the middle-aged Confucian student.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian student's face changed, and with one hand, there was a golden scroll in his hand, and when he shook forward, a large number of golden words poured out of it, and after a dripping turn in mid-air, it quickly condensed into a golden shield that was a height in front of him, and at the same time, he lips a few times, and a white light curtain appeared close to his body.

Dense red fireballs smashed into the golden shield, making a loud "boom" sound, and the rolling flames drowned the golden shield even more.

It didn't take long for the firelight to dissipate, there were more than ten small cracks on the surface of the golden shield, and the golden scroll in the middle-aged Confucian student's hand was a little dim.

When Wang Changsheng saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows, took out a stack of red talisman seals again, threw them forward, and turned into more than twenty giant fireballs the size of a water tank, and more than twenty giant fireballs, with an unbearable high temperature, smashed towards the golden shield in a row.

I only heard a "boom" explosion, and one after another giant fireballs smashed into the golden shield, which immediately burst open, turning into a large sea of fire, submerging the golden shield and the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

After a while, the firelight dissipated, the golden shield disappeared, and the middle-aged Confucian was covered with a faint transparent light curtain, and the golden scroll in his hand was missing.

"Qi Daoyou, there are still three moves, do you still want to fight?" Wang Changsheng took out a stack of red glittering talisman seals, shook them, and asked with a calm face.

"Hmph, if Wang Daoyou has any other means, even if he uses it, I will take it all," the middle-aged Confucian said, but a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng chuckled, shook his head, and threw the talisman seal in his hand to the opposite side, turning into more than a dozen palm-sized red firebirds.

Wang Changsheng lightly pointed at the middle-aged Confucian student, and more than a dozen red firebirds flapped their wings one after another, and quickly pounced towards the middle-aged Confucian student.

Before the red firebird could get close, a blazing heat rushed to its face.

The middle-aged Confucian student's face changed greatly, and his palm hurriedly touched the storage bag on his waist, and a scroll of white glittering painting scrolls appeared in his hand.

I saw him throw the scroll forward, and at the same time, a magic decision flashed into the scroll.

The scroll opens in mid-air, and the scene in the painting is a pond full of lotus flowers, and above several white lotus flowers, five red dragonflies spread their wings and fly.

The middle-aged Confucian ten fingers quickly changed his gestures, and after a while, he lightly touched the scroll, and a golden light flashed out, quickly disappearing into the scroll.

The five red dragonflies on the painting shook their wings and flew out of the scroll, shook in the wind, and turned into giant dragonflies the size of three or four zhang.

As soon as the five giant dragonflies appeared, their wings shook at the same time, and a gust of wind flew towards a dozen red firebirds.

The two giant dragonflies suddenly changed direction halfway, attacking Wang Changsheng from the left and right sides, and in a few flashes, they arrived seven or eight meters in front of Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng could even see their fangs exposed, which looked very hideous and terrifying.

Wang Changsheng frowned, raised his hands together, and a thick stack of silver talismans came out of his hands, turning into dozens of silver thunder spears with a length of dozens of feet, and shot towards the two giant dragonflies.

Due to the close distance, the two giant dragonflies couldn't dodge at all, and they were each hit by a dozen silver thunder spears.

A booming roar sounded, and the silver thunder spear turned into a large area of silver thunder, drowning the figures of the two loud dragonflies.

At the same time, more than a dozen red firebirds also collided with the giant dragonflies, turning into a large sea of fire, drowning the three giant dragonflies.

A moment later, the firelight and silver thunder light converged one after another, and the five giant dragonflies disappeared, and the light of the painting scroll suspended in front of the middle-aged Confucian was a little dim.

"There's one last trick," the middle-aged Confucian said in a deep voice after frowning.

Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, flipped his palm, and threw a thick stack of red glittering talisman seals in his hand, throwing it to the opposite side, turning into more than thirty red firebirds, with an unbearable heat wave, and quickly pounced on the middle-aged Confucian student.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged Confucian student's face changed greatly, his ten fingers quickly pinched the trick, and several magic decisions hit the painting scroll one after another, and five white lotus flowers flew out of the painting shaft one after another, and after a shake in the wind, they rose to the size of Zhang Xu.

"Go," the middle-aged Confucian scholar lightly pointed at the red firebird, and the five giant lotus flowers greeted the red firebird.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng pointed his finger at the red firebird flock, a clear sound sounded, the red firebird flock immediately dispersed, more than a dozen red firebirds rushed to the giant lotus from the front, and the other dozen red firebirds from the left and right sides, quickly rushed towards the middle-aged Confucian, after a few flashes, more than a dozen red firebirds flew to the middle-aged Confucian's body a few feet away.

The middle-aged Confucian student's face turned pale, and with one hand, a magic decision hit the painting scroll, and the painting scroll spewed out a white light, turning into a white light curtain, covering the middle-aged Confucian inside.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged Confucian took several defensive talismans for himself in one go, and there were several light curtains of different colors on his body.

At this time, the scroll was empty, and the surface was dull.

With a few earth-shattering bangs, more than a dozen red firebirds crashed into the five giant lotus flowers, and immediately turned into a large sea of fire, drowning the five giant lotus flowers, and at the same time a large amount of white mist emerged, but the mist quickly volatilized again.

When the red firebird collided with the giant lotus flower, more than a dozen red firebirds hit the white light curtain one after another, turning into rolling flames and flooding the entire light curtain.

It didn't take long for the firelight to dissipate, the giant lotus flower disappeared, the clothes on the middle-aged Confucian were tattered, and the exposed skin looked black, and it seemed that the middle-aged Confucian seemed to have been burned by the flames.

At this time, the middle-aged Confucian Sheng's face was pale, and his breath was much weaker than before, and in front of Wang Changsheng, there were three red firebirds.

"Master," Seeing this scene, the three young Confucian students hurriedly rushed over, and at the same time took out the magic weapon, protected it in front of the middle-aged Confucian student, and looked at Wang Changsheng with a wary face.

"Qi Daoyou, I think your nephew should be able to choose another good fate!" Wang Changsheng turned a blind eye to the three young Confucian students, and said lightly.

When the middle-aged Confucian heard this, he smiled bitterly, and looked at Wang Changsheng's gaze with a strong look of fear, the other party obviously kept his hand, otherwise he would have killed him just now.

The middle-aged Confucian had a complicated look on his face, and after a long sigh, he said slowly: "Thank you Wang Daoyou's men for their mercy, Qi knows what to do, and my nephew will definitely not pester Qianqian's girl in the future." ”

"That's very good," Wang Changsheng nodded, and with a wave of his sleeve, the three red firebirds turned into a little red light and disappeared.

Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he appeared on Xiao Hei's back.

Xiao Hei's limbs moved, bringing up a gust of wind, carrying Wang Changsheng into the sky, turning into a black shadow and disappearing into the sky.

"Poof," Wang Changsheng walked on his feet, and the middle-aged Confucian student's face suddenly turned red, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Master, are you okay?" Seeing this scene, the three young Confucian students were shocked and said in unison.

"I'm fine, just rest for a while, Xu Yuan, Liu Zheng, the two of you will rush back to the Chen Mansion immediately, and leave the Chen Mansion with the other junior brothers and sisters, I will wait for you here, well, leave a letter, just say that we have something important and need to leave immediately," the middle-aged Confucian shook his head, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and then opened his mouth to command.

Hearing this, the two young Confucian students were slightly stunned and looked at each other.

"Why? Didn't you hear what I said?" the middle-aged Confucian said, his tone was cold, and his expression was a little displeased.

"Yes, master," the two of them hurriedly spoke, and the imperial weapon flew towards Laiyang City.

The next morning, when Scholar Chen came to the courtyard where the middle-aged Confucian student lived, after calling several times without answering, he walked in and was surprised to find a letter pressed on the stone table in the courtyard.

When Scholar Chen opened it and read the contents of the letter, his face was a little strange.