Cao Fan put Heng Jing back on the bed, and Wang Xizhi's ghost turned into a wisp of black air and floated in the air.

At this moment, the jade pendant was hot, and a strand of fairy energy came out of the jade pendant, condensed into the appearance of Zhuge Kongming, the true king of Wolong.

"Taibai Xingjun, are you calling me?" asked the shadow of Zhenjun Wolong.

Cao Fan was no longer surprised. What a surprise is a god coming out? He accepted the reality. He saw it at a meeting today, and he also saw the ghost possessed by the gods. There was nothing strange about it! Besides, he had already accepted his identity as Taibai Xingjun. Although Cao Fan had put Heng Jing back on the bed, his hands had not yet spread out. He felt the smooth and delicate skin of Heng Jing's thighs. Looking at her towering part, he could hardly control the evil fire in his heart. He cursed in his heart: "You, the True Lord of Wolong who was killed by thousands of swords, will not come soon, and you won't come later. But why don't you die if you come out at this time? But, by the way, this girl's figure is so good that she has nothing to say."

When the True Lord Wolong saw the situation on the bed, he advised him: "I said Taibai Xingjun, you are a god after all, and you are not a gentleman who takes advantage of others' danger. Although you are now living through the love disaster in the world, you are also injuring you." True Lord Wolong in the shadow covered his eyes, and a gap appeared between his fingers, and said in his mouth: "Do not look at it if you are polite, and do not look at it if you are polite."

"Shut  Up!" Cao Fan quickly got up, came to the shadow of the air, and said rudely: "It was so dangerous before, why didn't you come out? You just came out until I got everything done. Do you want to kill me? Grandma, a stinky bull's nose, a shit god. Next time, I will spray you with a mouthful of salt soda to death. Believe it or not, I will quit my job and stop being a god. My day..." Cao Fan cursed so hard that he was full of saliva, and it was very ugly that he clearly didn't want to give the True Lord Wolong some face.

True Lord Wolong blocked his ears and said to himself: "I am a phantom, what can you do to me? All the filthy words in the world are like clouds to me." After Cao Fan scolded for three minutes, he quickly explained: "It's just that the traffic is a bit congested, so it's too late, sorry! Tell me quickly how you have managed this thousand-year-old resentful ghost."

"You are a god, and you have traffic jams. You're blocked. Don't use this excuse to scare me." Cao Fan didn't buy it and complained again: "Don't you know how dangerous this is? I almost died, and I died. You have to teach me some magic quickly. I'm self-defense. This world is too dangerous."

"Taibai Xingjun, don't you already have the ability to identify real and fake ancient monuments? In addition, your magic power is gradually coming back, so you must not be too anxious." Zhenjun Wolong revealed a little information about the recovery of magic power to Cao Fan.

Only then did Cao Fan realize that he could identify real and fake ancient monuments. The previous identification of Wang Xizhi's original "Huangting Jing" is a proof that if he possesses this ability, he would not make a lot of money in the future. Cao Fan thought to himself: "It seems that he will have to visit antique shops often in the future. Antique stalls have to go to sweep them frequently. He will get rich and become rich." Moreover, he heard from the True Lord of Wolong that his magic power will gradually come back. Cao Fan was also very excited. Cao Fan felt that he would be very powerful in the future and couldn't help but feel happy.

"The earth will become more and more dangerous in the future. You must quickly restore all your magic power. We have a long way to go." Zhenjun Wolong did not tell the purpose of the immortals in the heavenly court descending to earth this time, because it was not the time to tell Cao Fan. Zhenjun Wolong thought to himself: "He will slowly know all this in the future. When he meets two big monsters, he will understand it all."

When Wang Xizhi was possessed by Hengjing before, the true Lord Wolong had arrived a long time ago and had not taken action. He was just observing Cao Fan's strength. The facts also proved that Cao Fan reacted quickly enough. Although he had no magic power in his body, he still used his intelligence to stop the ghost of "Wang Xizhi".

Cao Fan talked about the whole process before and the whole process. Only with the figure of the True Lord Wolong was there, he was at peace.

After hearing this, Master Wolong was very satisfied, then glanced at the floating ghost and asked Cao Fan: "What are you going to deal with this ghost next?"

Cao Fan thought for a while and replied, "He is the famous calligraphy saint of history, Wang Xizhi, and he cannot let his soul go away. Do you have any good solutions for the True Lord of Wolong? Should he let him reincarnate, or have other arrangements?"

"Although he is a saint of books, this matter is still difficult to deal with, because he has been dead for more than 1,700 years, and it is different to say whether his name is in the Life and Death Book. I know the rules of the underworld before that the Palace of the Lonely Ghost King of Hell will not be included. And if he was discovered by the evil officer, he would have to be thrown into the eighteenth floor of hell forever to be reborn." The True Lord of Wolong touched his beard and looked at the black shadow. He thought for a while and then continued to say, "But I can go to the King of Hell to ask for love, let him sell my face, take him away for an exception, and then enter the Life and Death Book."

Hearing this, the black air suddenly throbbed and suddenly turned into his appearance before his death. He knelt on the ground: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you."

Cao Fan saw the famous Wang Xizhi for the first time. Although he was a shadow, he still couldn't help but feel excited. He stepped forward to help him up and said, "Senior Wang, get up quickly, don't kneel down." But the phantom is not touched by humans, and Cao Fan suddenly fell and ate shit.

True Lord Wolong quickly held his body and quickly said, "Please get up quickly, don't be humble." Seeing Cao Fan's actions again, I couldn't help laughing out loud. As he smiled, he suddenly remembered something. He asked, "Before, Taibai Xingjun said you are the Saint of Calligraphy?"

Cao Fan took over the conversation: "Yes, Wang Xizhi, the famous calligraphy saint in history." He took out his cell phone and checked it again, and showed it to the True Lord Wolong.

After reading it, the True Lord Wolong immediately said to Wang Xizhi: "You are a saint, so that's easy."

"Sage?" Wang Xizhi was confused, wondering what the saint was meant by the True Lord Wolong.

"You were called the Saint of Calligraphy by later generations, so you are called the Saint of Kings." The True Lord of Wolong quickly explained and added: "If the Saint had been able to go to the underworld early, he might have become an immortal god now."

Cao Fan was also very puzzled, and Wang Xizhi was the same.

The True Lord Wolong continued to preach: "According to the Heavenly Order, great figures with great reputations in later generations can be directly ranked in the Immortal Class and given immortal pills and immortal thrones."

Cao Fan was even more puzzled and asked, "What is a famous reputation? Does becoming an immortal need fame?"

True Lord Wolong said, "Of course you need fame. It depends on your achievements. Will future generations give you the title of immortals, saints, and gods in their minds. For example, Taibai Xingjun is the famous Tang Dynasty poet Li Taibai, who is directly in the Immortal Class. Heavenly Court has named you the Taibai Xingjun and is in charge of Taibai Xingjun. Now you have experienced love disasters, I will not talk about you anymore.

For example, I was Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of Liu Huangshu of Shu Kingdom. Later generations called me the "Sage of Conspiracy", so after I died, I was directly promoted to the True Lord. Because I was called Wolong by the world, I was named Wolong Zhenjun. I am just an ordinary god in the Heavenly Court, and I was given immortal body by Your Majesty, as well as elixirs and immortal arts."

The True Lord of Wolong continued to preach: "The sage of Wen, Confucius, was honored by later generations, was honored as the "saint" by later generations, and was named Wendao Zhenjun and the chief education of the heavenly court. The sage of Shima, Sima Qian, wrote "Records of the Grand Historian", was named Shima, and was responsible for compiling the history of the heavenly court. The sage of medical sage Zhang Zhongjing, wrote "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and "Golden Chamber Yaolue", was named Medical sage of Wushu, Guan Yu, was named Military True Lord, and commanded the military casting of the heavenly court. The sage of cursive scripts - Zhang Zhi, a calligrapher of the Han Dynasty, was best at cursive script, and his soul was nowhere to be found, and he had no title yet. The sage of calligraphy - Wang Xizhi, a native of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, The most famous one is "Lanting Preface", whose soul is gone and there is no title yet. The painting saint - Wu Daozi, a native of the Tang Dynasty, is known as "Wu Dangfeng", and is named the true king of painting and the imperial painter of the Heavenly Palace. The wine saint - Du Kang, the inventor of winemaking in ancient legends, is named the true king of winemaking and the imperial winemaking master of heavenly court. The tea saint - Lu Yu, a native of the Tang Dynasty, is famous for his tea, and is named the true king of tea Yi, who specializes in growing tea for His Majesty. The poem saint - Du Fu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, has written "Du Gongbu Collection", is named the true king of Shaoling, and drafts a manifesto for His Majesty..."

True Lord Wolong took out the Document No. 1,008 of the Heavenly Court Calendar for Wang Xizhi to see, and Cao Fan also came over to watch the fun.

I saw that there was still a lot of content on it, and Wang Xizhi happened to be the big fish that was sealed.

Cao Fan said: "Then you go to heaven to report this matter to see if there is a turning point. Senior Wang's future depends entirely on you."

True Lord Wolong felt that Cao Fan was right and did not delay time. He returned to heaven to report the situation.

Before leaving, he specifically told Cao Fan that his soul must be possessed by orchids and plants to be preserved intact. He also said that one day in the sky and one year in the earth, and the length of time he went there was unknown, so he must take good care of Wang Xizhi's soul. Cao Fan restored a magic power before leaving with peace of mind.

Cao Fan quickly called Zhang Hua and asked him to buy some orchids and plants.

After making the phone call, Cao Fan and Wang Xizhi smiled at each other. Wang Xizhi was sincerely grateful to Cao Fan for his rescue.

"Thank you, benefactor. If I could be ranked in the immortal class, I would definitely give you a great gift." Wang Xizhi's gratitude.

Cao Fan said casually: "No, if you really want to give me a big gift, just write me twenty-three calligraphy."

After hearing Cao Fan's request, Wang Xizhi smiled awkwardly and cursed in his heart: "Boy, do you want to blackmail me?"

"If you don't want to write, you can teach me your calligraphy." Seeing Wang Xizhi's bitter look, Cao Fan preached sincerely.

"No, I never accept disciples," Wang Xizhi said after thinking for a while.

"This is not possible, that is not possible. I can write me a "Preface to the Lanting Collection", right?" Cao Fan said with a shameless smile.

"I have only written this article in my life, and never wrote the second one again. But I can tell you where the real "Preface to the Lanting Collection" is?" Wang Xizhi said this sentence in a dilemma.

Cao Fan was overjoyed, rubbed his hands, and said to himself: "I've gotten rich this time."

Cao Fan also noticed what Wang Xizhi said, "I have written this article in my life."

The lonely chapter is a lonely chapter in which all mankind has only one volume.

"Please tell me where I am."

"..." Wang Xizhi cursed in his heart: "This is definitely blackmail, it is definitely blackmail."

"Senior, wait." Cao Fan didn't know where the magical power came from, but a notebook and a pen suddenly appeared in his hand. Cao Fan thought to himself: Buying this notebook finally worked.

"It's time to talk."

Wang Xizhi: “….”
Chapter completed!