Chapter 280 Asking the Cruel National Master to Take Action

Wang Ai meditated to let go of his distracting thoughts and enter a state of concentration.

But when he was rejected as soon as he came out, he was uneasy. In addition, this was an inn lobby and it was very noisy, so he did not enter the state of trance for a long time.

Zhang Zhiwei was behind him and put his hand on his head to help him.

This move was not intended to bring Wang Ai into meditation.

The most important thing about entering samadhi is to calm down. No one else can help you, you can only rely on yourself.

Zhang Zhiwei wanted to draw Wang Ai into the interior scene.

Wang Ai is not a warlock. Even if he enters trance, he will only enter the cultivation state and not the inner scene.

If you want to pull his soul into the entrance of the inner scene, you have to do something.

When entering the hall, the reason why a horse-drawing ceremony is held is to worship the entrance of the hall, worship the Seven Stars, ask the "Sanhai Gangbing" to dance the great god, recite the divine tune, wave the King Wu's whip, and beat the drum of the King Wen...

It is to allow the disciples’ souls to enter the inner scene and enter the entrance of the hall under the influence of this series of rituals.

However, this is just child's play for Zhang Zhiwei. He can physically break into the interior, let alone bring a person's soul into the interior.

With his mind sinking into the entrance of the hall, Zhang Zhiwei climbed onto the Seven Star Platform and used the Seven Star Platform to launch his spiritual power towards Wang Ai, trying to force him into the entrance of the hall.

Wang Ai, who was in meditation, suddenly felt uncomfortable and his body trembled slightly.

He felt as if something had pierced into his skull like a nail, gripping his soul, and in an extremely rough way, his soul was ripped out of his body.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden spin, and he arrived at a new place, surrounded by nothingness and filled with mist. In the mist, a seven-star platform was looming.

Wang Ai has been to Guan Shihua's hall, so he is naturally familiar with all this.

"Seven Star Terrace...is this the hall of Senior Brother Zhang? But why does it look so simple? It's not as shocking as the scene in Shihua'er's hall!"

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, the surrounding environment changed, and the fog slowly receded, and the Seven Star Platform became real.

On the Seven-Star Platform, the wind and thunder were violent.

A huge ape with golden eyes and snow teeth, a white face and a blue body, stood on it, with thunder intertwined in its golden eyes, looking straight at him.

An extremely terrifying aura emanated from the giant ape.

Wang Ai felt as hot as if he were surrounded by boiling water, and the pores all over his body shrank tightly.

He looked at the giant ape tremblingly, his heart trembling.

Is this the cruel miscellaneous immortal in Tangkou that Senior Brother Zhang mentioned?

You won’t know it until you see it, but you will be shocked when you see it. This is indeed cruel!

But why was it looking at me like that? Did it hear what I was thinking just now? !

Wang Ai thought with some anxiety.

In fact, his complaints were indeed heard by the "National Preceptor".

The "National Preceptor" is very accomplished in observing external objects. How could Wang Ai hide this from him with his little tricks?

The big-faced thief really doesn't have any eyesight. What kind of dirty things are these? He's so weak. What's his special ability?

The "National Preceptor" looked down upon Wang Ai.

Seeing the somewhat unkind look in the giant white ape's eyes, Wang Ai felt a little panicked. He looked around, trying to find Zhang Zhiwei's figure, but he couldn't find it. He could only be heartbroken and bowed to the giant white ape. Loudly said:

"Master of the Immortal Family, today is an auspicious day. Wang Ai, a disciple of the Immortal Family, is here. He wants to take charge of the court, and please ask the Immortal to help him. In the future, he will surely live up to the Immortal's trust and make the Immortal famous all over the world and prosperous..."

Wang Ai said a lot of good things.

On the seven-star stage, the "National Master"'s eyes moved slightly. The big-faced thief just painted a pie for me. Are you going to paint a pie for me too?

However, it didn't get angry. It couldn't hold Zhang Zhiwei's cake and could only eat it with tears. But wasn't it easy to handle the little fat man in front of it?

"That's right, but remember what you said, kid, otherwise, I will force you to live or die!"

The "National Master" suddenly laughed loudly, but his golden pupils were still cold. He reached out to Wang Ai, extended his arm suddenly, and held his head.

Wang Ai subconsciously wanted to struggle.

"Don't resist!" The Imperial Master put his hand on Wang Ai's head, "Do you want to pray to me for strength?"

"Yes!" Wang Ai said firmly.

"Then relax!"

The voice of the national master is like thunder.

Wang Ai immediately complied.

Almost at the same moment, Zhang Zhiwei, who was secretly observing, had a piece of red paper in his hand.

This is the hall list, which is responsible for recording the personnel structure of the hall.

Currently, there are only Archbishop Zhang Zhiwei and Deputy Bishop Xin Yuan on this list.

However, something soon changed, and Wang Ai's name slowly appeared on the list.

At the same time, the "National Preceptor" also released his hold on Wang Ai's head.

A mark disappeared between Wang Ai's brows, and the complicated riding ceremony was completed in such a simple and crude manner.

He collapsed on the ground, only feeling the orifices on his body buzzing, and the secret hall was already connected to him.

"Did I succeed?" Wang Ai looked at the "National Preceptor" on the Seven-Star Platform.

The "National Preceptor" nodded, but did not even look at him, with a high attitude.

Wang Ai is not discouraged. The Xian family's temper is a bit strange, but it's not a big deal, as long as he can gain strength.

"Great Immortal, do you want to be my personal messenger and live in my cave?"

Wang Ai asked quickly, after all, Senior Brother Zhang was the only immortal family among his cousins.

The "National Master" was somewhat moved.

Although this little fat man is very weak, if he removes his acupoints, he can escape from the clutches of the big-faced thief and even occupy the magpie's nest.

The most important thing is that if it wants to return to Zhang Zhiwei's body, it can do so at any time, with no harm at all.

It was about to agree, but was stopped by Zhang Zhiwei.

The "National Master" has to help him examine himself three times a day and sort out the five elements of the human body. How can he act as a personal servant for others?

Being able to take advantage of the opportunity to go out to fight and show off is already a gift from him.

The big-faced thief refused to agree, and the "National Master" had no choice but to say:

"I need to sit in front of the court, and I can't be your messenger. If anything happens to you in the future, just ask me to take action. Now, get out!"

"yes……"

Wang Ai was about to talk when he saw the white-faced and green-bodied giant ape raised his hand.

A giant hand quickly enlarged in front of his eyes and slapped him hard, causing him to spin 360 degrees like a top.

Don't look at the "National Master" in front of Zhang Zhiwei, he is just like a harmless good boy, and he still acts cute from time to time.

But it was an inner demon, erratic and restless. Just after taking offense at Zhang Zhiwei, he turned around and vented his anger on Wang Ai.

However, the "National Master" was very measured in his actions. After all, he was his own younger brother, so he could make a little joke without hurting him.

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The world was spinning for a while, and in the real world, Wang Ai, who had been in trance, suddenly stood up and subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face.

"Fat man, what are you doing?" Lu Jin said, "You are so startled that you scared me!"

"What's the result?" Lu Ci asked: "How is the Immortal Family in the cousin of Senior Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Zhiwei was sitting on the kang, and the old god was drinking wine.

Wang Ai touched his face and made sure that he was not disfigured or injured, then he grinned and said:

"Senior Brother Zhang, you will not deceive me. That Immortal Family is very powerful, very powerful, and very cruel. Oh, Wang, I am really successful this time!"

The more Wang Ai talked, the more excited he became. Although the boss of the Xian family gave him a hard time, he also said that he could be asked to help if anything happened. This is a fool's errand!

If he joins another hall, he may not even be able to meet a great immortal of this level, let alone invite him. He will make a lot of money.

And this is exactly the effect that the "National Master" wants. He can induce delusions and control the thinking of others.

Wang Ai fell into the trap and was severely beaten. Not only did he not complain at all, he also looked like he was making a lot of money.

Zhang Zhiwei saw through this, but didn't intervene. It didn't have much impact anyway.

Seeing Wang Ai's excited look, everyone became curious.

"A very powerful immortal family? How powerful?" Lu Ren said: "How about we go outside and you invite that immortal family out so that we can see it?"

Lu Ren is different from Lu Ci. He is not a combative person. Under normal circumstances, he would not make such a request. This food and wine is really too much to swallow, so he should find a way to hide first.

Lu Jin also had this idea and agreed with both hands: "Yes, yes, yes, we have a new method, why don't we practice it? Let us try it for you!"

Lu Ci also wanted to agree, but as he spoke, his mind recalled the scene of the last competition between Longhu Mountain and Tian Jinzhong.

At that time, he was severely beaten by the heavenly soldiers brought out by Senior Brother Zhang, and he even lost face in front of Lu Jin.

Just hold your opinion with a grain of salt and wait and see what the situation is before you say anything else, lest you die after trying it...

Although Lu Ci is not timid, he doesn't want to be bullied. He competes with Senior Brother Zhang. No matter how badly he loses, he still gains something. What's the point of competing with an immortal family?

Wang Ai was a little moved. He also wanted to try the cruel immortal's ability. He immediately looked at Zhang Zhiwei:

"Senior Brother Zhang, look..."

"Look what I do. If you want to try it with them, then go ahead and try it!"

Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

He loves to hear about this kind of thing. Guys like Lu Renfengping have wanted to discuss with him ever since they met him.

How much effort will it take if everyone competes once? Especially since he has already sparred with them, and has already seen the methods that need to be learned, so it would be of little significance to spar with them again.

It is better to let them compete with the "National Preceptor". The "National Preceptor" is his inner demon. Rounding it off, it is equivalent to competing with him.

"Okay, let's go outside and try!"

Wang Ai was about to get up, but Lu Ci held him down:

"It comes in the wind and the rain. You are tired. Let's take a sip of wine and moisten your throat before talking!"

Lu Jin, Lu Ren, Zhang Zhiwei and others all looked at Lu Ci and Wang Ai, and silently praised them in their hearts.

After all, it's the hedgehog who has a dark heart. These are beloved relatives, friends, and brothers, and they can be fooled without any ambiguity.

Wang Ai looks stupid, but he is actually shrewd. If it were normal, he would definitely be able to tell something strange from everyone's behavior.

But at this moment, his mind was filled with the image of the ferocious immortal in the hall, and he didn't notice anything unusual on the table at all.

Glancing at the wine bowl, he thought the bright red color inside meant that there were too many medicinal materials such as wolfberry, and said:

"Hedgehog, you are quite a nice person!"

After that, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp under the direct gazes of everyone.

then.

"Ah...uh..."

Wang Ai froze for a moment, covered his neck with his hands, his face suddenly turned red, tears and snot flowed from his nose, and then he coughed crazily.

“Cough cough cough…this wine…is poisonous…!!

Wang Ai felt like he had swallowed a knife, and it was thrust from his throat into his abdomen, making him almost speechless.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

But everyone laughed and felt comfortable,

Seeing this scene, how could Wang Ai not know that he had been tricked by them!

Damn it, hedgehogs are really not human beings, they must be punished by the Great Immortal later~!

Wang Ai thought fiercely.

After resting for a while and drinking a lot of water, Wang Ai stood up angrily.

"Let's go outside and compete!"

"Just try it!"

Several people followed immediately.

The excitement here has attracted many melon-eating people around.

It is human nature to join in the fun, and people followed him out one after another.

"Junior Brother Hong, it's the Little Heavenly Master and the members of the Fourth Family. Do we want to go out with him and have a look?"

Zhou Meng from Wudang said at a table in the corner of the inn.

In order to protect his brother Zhou Sheng, he was seriously injured and was dragged down the mountain by Zhang Zhiwei.

Hong Yin also came back to take care of him.

As for Zhou Sheng and other fellow disciples, they continued to stay at the Dragon Vein, setting up an altar to perform rituals to release the Dragon Vein.

"Of course I want to go and see it. If you don't go to see the excitement, you bastard, let's go!"

Hong Yin helped Zhou Meng up and went out immediately.

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The open space outside the inn.

Wang Ai and Lu Ren stood opposite each other and had already opened up their posture.

Lu Ren stretched out a hand: "Xiao Ai, take action first!"

"Then I won't be polite!"

Wang Ai slowly closed his eyes, shook his head for a while, muttered words, babbling and singing to a magical tune, and began to call out to the ferocious immortal in front of the hall.

As he called, the wind suddenly became louder, as if wild beasts and demons were roaring.

A powerful will came, roaring from the bottom of Wang Ai's heart.

He felt the power growing in his body.

This power was so powerful that it reminded him of when he was in Bincheng and saw Senior Brother Zhang wipe out a large number of Japanese pirates in an instant.

He even had the illusion of catching up with Senior Brother Zhang.

At this moment, everyone felt something strange and looked at Wang Ai.

Unlike Guan Shihua's attack, Wang Ai did not have highly condensed black demonic energy.

Instead, clusters of silver electric light arose, which was also an external display of Qi.

"This, this, this... this is an immortal family who is good at using lightning techniques?"

"Although the Immortal Family is called the Immortal Family, they are also mountain spirits and monsters. How can they restrain their own thunder methods? This is against common sense!"

Everyone thought in horror, and just as they were puzzled, they saw Wang Ai's figure began to change dramatically.

His body was growing taller, his fat muscles were shaking like waves, and his periosteum was expanding violently, rising inch by inch, as if the sleeping beast in his body was awakening.