"My eyes are dull..." Wang Shuo repeated, and couldn't help but recall his father, Wang Tianming, whom he had both seen and never seen before.

Now, with my own experience, I think back to the nine-tailed fox I saw that day. Its cultivation level should have already surpassed that of the transformed spirit. As expected, Wang Tianming should have ascended.

But Wang Shuo was also puzzled. It should be easy for the cultivator to cure his blindness. Why didn't he cure it?

"Master Immortal..." Seeing Wang Shuo staring blankly at the stone fox, the little girl called out timidly.

Wang Shuo smiled slightly and put the stone fox back into his clothes: "You carve the nine-tailed fox very well, how many spiritual stones can you sell for it?"

"Ah?" The little girl was stunned: "If it doesn't cost that much, ten taels of silver is enough!"

"Then I'll give you a spiritual stone. There's no need to look for it!" Wang Shuo took out a spiritual stone and put it into the little girl's hand. Then he picked up the wooden tube on the table and turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly, the little girl caught up with him and handed the spirit stone back to Wang Shuo: "Why don't you pay the immortal master next time? How dare I take advantage of the immortal master!"

Wang Shuo looked the little girl up and down, but did not take the spirit stone. He thought for a while: "Why don't I buy another one?"

The little girl's face was filled with joy: "Thank you so much, Master Immortal!"

Not long after, Wang Shuo walked out of the shop. In addition to the nine-tailed fox wood carving, there was also a wood carving of ice flowers in his hand.

…

Wang Shuo spent three full days in the Horseshoe City and got to know a little bit about the City and the Friendship Association.

Due to the sparse spiritual veins in this city, it is rare to see immortal cultivators. It is a mortal city. It is also the location of the Mortal Imperial City of Qi State, and the emperor lives in this city-within-a-city.

The reason why the social gathering every ten years is held here is because this city is located in the middle of Qi State, making it convenient for monks from all over the country to rush there.

In addition, for this social gathering, the emperor also issued an imperial edict and ordered people to arrange the horseshoe city specifically to receive these "immortals", which would make the social gathering more convenient.

At this time, Wang Shuo was living in an attic specially prepared for the three major sects, and the monks from the Tianyu Sect and Baihua Sect lived in nearby rooms.

Wang Shuo went out early every day and came back late every day. He had no chance to meet them, and he was not interested in talking to them, so he simply didn't disturb them.

On the third day, Chang Qi and others brought a group of monks to the attic. Wang Shuo went downstairs to greet them: "You have arrived. Wang has been playing in this horseshoe city for three days, and he is very happy!"

Chang Qi and Luo Jue smiled slightly: "Have you seen any monks from other sects?"

Wang Shuo nodded: "Yes, I have seen you, but it's a pity that I have no intention of coming forward to talk!"

The two sisters surnamed Wu also smiled: "Could it be that those people look down on Senior Brother Wang? This is a loss of face for the sect. Why don't you tell me, Senior Brother, that my two sisters will teach these people a lesson for you?"

Wang Shuo sneered and was about to start a quarrel when a man laughed from the stairs: "I guess these two fairies are sisters surnamed Wu from the Tianlang Sect. I have heard about them for a long time. I didn't expect that I, Han Xiangyang, would meet each other today. It can be said that we have three lives. Fortunate!"

Changqi said in Wang Shuo's ear: "This person is a late-stage Jindan cultivator from the Baihua Sect. He is quite capable, but he is a bit lustful!"

Wang Shuo nodded, not taking it seriously.

Luo Jue chuckled: "Fellow Taoist Han is still as good as before!"

Wu Jiao and Wu Lian smiled slightly and winked at Han Xiangyang: "In this case, fellow Taoist Han will have to give way to us sisters!"

"Hahahaha!" Han Xiangyang laughed and walked down the stairs.

When he came to Wang Shuo again, he raised and lowered his brows, curled his lips and looked at Wang Shuo: "This is..."

Luo Jue said: "Hey, this is my Junior Brother Wang from the Tianlang Sect. He left the Sect a hundred years ago and only returned recently!"

Han Xiangyang nodded, turned around and continued talking and laughing with the two sisters surnamed Wu, not taking them seriously.

"It turns out that the Albino Sect is all this kind of thing. They get jealous when they see a vulgar fan, but they don't know what their strength is?" Wang Shuo said suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately affected the nerves of the entire audience.

"How dare you call the two Wu fairies vulgar?" Han Xiangyang looked at Wang Shuo angrily, veins popping out of his fists.

The two sisters surnamed Wu raised their eyebrows and stared at Wang Shuo, but did not speak.

Changqi also felt that something was not good, and secretly pulled Wang Shuo: "Junior brother, it's over..."

Luo Jue hid behind with a smile on his face, very happy to watch a good show. All the disciples blinked and did not dare to breathe.

Wang Shuo took two steps forward, staring coldly at Han Xiangyang, and the evil aura around him spread out: "If fellow Taoist Han is interested, Wang will not mind destroying your soul on the spot, but even if the Nascent Soul cultivator comes, he won't be able to save you!"

Wang Shuo's threatening evil aura alarmed the entire attic. The expressions of the monks in the room changed. Following the evil aura, they opened the door and stuck their heads out, looking at Wang Shuo and Han Xiangyang.

"The evil spirit is so strong, I'm afraid of the lives of people on my hands..."

"The Yuanying monk may not be able to accumulate so much evil energy in his entire life!"

"The suppressive power of this evil spirit is too strong. Even if the Yuanying Stage monks come, the mana will have to be suppressed by 30%!"

"Thirty percent? I can't stop watching!"

Everyone was talking about it and talking about it.

The faces of everyone around Wang Shuo turned even paler. It was a blessing to be able to raise even 10% of his magic power under this evil aura.

Chang Qi and Luo Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they didn't have any enmity with Wang Shuo, otherwise the two of them together wouldn't be very impressive!

The two sisters looked at each other, but still did not speak, looking at Han Xiangyang with pitiful eyes. Han Xiangyang swallowed and suddenly waved his hand: "That's all, Han is not willing to fight!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went up to the attic again, where he was surrounded by several albino monks who asked about the situation.

Wang Shuo calmed down the evil spirit around him, glanced at the two sisters, smiled and said to Chang Qi and Luo Jue: "I'm sorry, brothers, please worry!"

The faces of the two sisters were red and white, which was very unpleasant. Chang Qi and Luo Jue smiled very stiffly: "Junior brother, just be fine!"

Wang Shuo nodded, raised his head and looked around at the people gathered in the winding corridor of the attic: "Two senior brothers, junior brother is going back to the house first!"

"well!"

Wang Shuo went upstairs, and all the monks watching the theater immediately retreated to their rooms. They didn't want to cause trouble with this group of people, and only one woman was left thoughtfully!

Back in the house, Wang Shuo smiled happily and released some evil energy, scaring them half to death.

Facing these people, it's inevitable that my hands will feel a little itchy. If I didn't have the identity of a disciple of the Tianlang Sect, I would definitely kill them with one punch.

…

Just as Wang Shuo was meditating cross-legged, there was a knock on the door. Wang Shuo opened his eyes: "Come in!"

"squeak"

The door opened, and a woman pushed in. Wang Shuo raised his eyes and felt familiar. Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind: "Why are you here?"

This woman was dressed in a white robe from the Tianyu Sect, with a little powder on her face, and her brows were somewhat similar to Lin Ying's.

"Should I call you Wang Daoyou, or should I call you great-uncle?" The woman looked at Wang Shuo and said slowly.
Chapter completed!