Chen Sheng held Xiaoyanzi and sat on the chair, chatting with the monks and nuns standing next to him for a while, and the eunuch led a middle-aged Taoist priest in.

The Taoist priest's face was rosy, but his hair was gray. Judging from his appearance, someone believed him when he was in his thirties or forties, and someone believed him when he was in his fifties or sixties.

While walking, my steps were a little sloppy, and I probably had never practiced martial arts. However, my posture was free and easy, calm and calm, and I looked a bit like a fairy-like figure.

"The Heavenly Lord of Fortune is Vital, I am the one who can see Zhang Siyuan before the Qing Dynasty." Zhang Siyuan stood a few steps in front of Chen Sheng and performed a Taoist ritual.

"Zhang Tianshi asked me to wait. The journey from Longhu Mountain to Emei Mountain is similar to that from Sichuan. The road to Sichuan is even harder to walk, but Master Liuru arrived half a month earlier than you. I wonder what Master Zhang Tianshi explained." Chen Sheng said in a slightly cold voice.

"Your Majesty forgives your crime. When the angel arrived at Longhu Mountain, I was in a critical moment of retreat. After leaving the customs, I realized that Your Majesty was summoned and rushed to the capital through a night and night. It was still a little late." Zhang Siyuan explained.

"I have been in seclusion and closed for so long. I guess I have gained a lot. Then show it and open my eyes." Chen Sheng said in accordance with his words.

"Your Majesty, now in the Dharma-Ending Age, supernatural powers are not revealed, so I really don't know how to show them." Zhang Siyuan said evasively.

"Bold, in the Dharma-Ending Age, the Taoist Dharma has declined. What are you doing? Are you deceiving the king?" Chen Sheng raised his voice and said.

"I dare not. I am retreating because I am practicing the secret technique of spreading the Tao by the Tianshi Sect. The technique is superficial and can practice it at the end of the Dharma." Zhang Siyuan hurriedly said.

"The art of promoting the Tao? A trick to deceive the foolish people in the countryside? Let me show you one. If it becomes better, I will forgive you for not guilty." Chen Shengdao.

"Abide by the order." Zhang Siyuan responded, and at the same time he thought in his heart that it was dangerous. The emperor had no awe of Taoism and was not easy to fool. He had been worried about the monks and nuns who had ruined the situation before, and did not dare to treat tricks as magical powers, and he just escaped a disaster.

I saw Zhang Siyuan put a corner of the Taoist robe, then formed seals with both hands, stepped on the Gang and Dou, muttering something in his mouth, and turned around twice in the hall. After returning to the original place, he shook his sleeves and appeared in his right hand. When he appeared again, an orange flame appeared in his palm.

The little swallow in Chen Sheng's arms exclaimed, and just as he was about to applaud, he saw Chen Sheng wave his hand and a ball of water appeared out of thin air, extinguishing the flames in Zhang Siyuan's hand, and said, "Don't fool things with these tricks that are not allowed to be on the table. I'm more skillful than you."

"Silly thief, how did you do it?" Xiaoyanzi stared at Chen Sheng with her big eyes, looked up at him, and said in surprise: "I want to learn the magic tricks when did you learn it too."

Not only was Xiaoyanzi surprised, but Zhang Siyuan was also full of doubt. The emperor's technique was obviously wrong, but the effect was very perfect, and even a professional, he could not see the flaws.

"Your Majesty's magic is so exquisite that I am ashamed of it." Zhang Siyuan said in admiration.

"The postures I teach you tonight are basic skills. When you practice the basic skills solidly, I will teach you advanced." Chen Sheng kissed Xiaoyanzi's face and fooled him, and then said to Zhang Siyuan: "Continue, the Zhang family in Longhu Mountain has been passed down for thousands of years. It's not just that skill, right? Show something that I have never seen before. The newer the better."

The emperor was an expert, and Zhang Siyuan was much more cautious. After thinking about it, he said, "Then I will show you a unique secret technique of the Tianshi Sect. Please pay attention to your Majesty."

As he said that, Zhang Siyuan made seals with both hands again. This time the sealing method was very complicated, changeable, and his movements became much faster, attracting everyone's eyes.

While everyone was worried about whether the ten fingers would be twisted together, they found that Zhang Siyuan, who was originally standing in the hall, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Where are people? Where did the Taoist priest go? Who did you see it?" Xiaoyanzi exclaimed, and when he saw no one answered, he looked at Chen Sheng: "Silly thief, why did the Taoist priest disappear?"

"I don't know either." Chen Sheng shook his head, and he was also very surprised.

What is certain is that Zhang Siyuan did not perform light skills. Chen Sheng had long seen that he was not a martial arts practitioner, and Chen Sheng had seen light skills from various sects and sects. If he could not achieve this level, he would only be a fool.

However, logically speaking, with Chen Sheng's eyesight, even if he was attracted by the handprints, he would not be deceived by any tricks and would allow a living person to disappear from his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I'm so ugly. I wonder if this escape technique may be in the eyes of Your Majesty?" After a while, Zhang Siyuan walked out from behind the beams and pillars of the hall and bowed.

"It's interesting. Do it again. I didn't see it clearly just now." Chen Shengdao.

"After the order." Zhang Siyuan responded and sealed with his hands again.

This time, Chen Sheng did not go to look at the handprints, so he focused on staring at Zhang Siyuan's body, and at the same time his spiritual sense enveloped the hall.

What surprised Chen Sheng was that Zhang Siyuan actually disappeared from his eyes again, but fortunately his spiritual sense could still observe his traces.

In his spiritual consciousness, Zhang Siyuan's muscles were tense, his body was shaking at high frequency, his face turned red, and he moved forward with great difficulty.

Zhang Siyuan was not moving forward at a fast speed, which was similar to his normal walking speed, but at such a slow speed, he could not see so many eyes in the hall.

Even with the help of his spiritual sense, Chen Sheng could always determine Zhang Siyuan's location, but looking around, he could only find that his vision was slightly blurred, and there seemed to be a faint shadow in the air.

Zhang Siyuan walked to his original position and stopped, showed up, bowed to Chen Sheng, gasping quickly, without saying a word.

"Wow, it's really an escape technique. Old Taoist priest, are you a god? Otherwise, how could you get an immortal technique?" Xiaoyanzi said in surprise.

"I dare not deceive Your Majesty and the Empress. I am not a god and I don't know any magic. What I just used was a step method, which was created by the wise men in the sect when they studied the Yuzhu of the Taoist sect. It was called "At the Stone of the World." Zhang Siyuan answered truthfully.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to be a master, but he’s really upset. When he was just showing it, the emperor was always staring at his place, as if he could see him, making him dare not deceive him.

Zhang Siyuan seemed to be normal on the surface, but was very surprised inside.

Since the advent of this faraway world, no one has ever seen through it for hundreds of years, no matter whether he is a martial arts master or a prince or a noble man.

Even those who also master this step are the same, and they cannot see through each other's figures.

It is really strange that the emperor knew his position from beginning to end.

"What a faraway place, a good name, close to you, but you can't see it, just like a faraway place, it's very appropriate." Chen Sheng praised.

While speaking, Chen Sheng glanced at the monks and nuns next to him. Master Liuru's face had not yet dissipated, but Monk Huiming's expression was as normal. I don't know if it was because of his profound concentration or if he felt that this footwork was nothing.
Chapter completed!