The performer was a man in his early fifties wearing a red costume, with a few handfuls of powder on his face, and his eyeshadows were painted in blue. His voice was as sharp as metal rubbing. At this time, he laughed strangely, stared at Wu Bei with his eyes, and said, "How can you break my means?"

Wu Bei sneered: "Just a mere illusion technique, a small trick of carving insects, let me break it!"

I saw him shaking his energy and making a loud "ha" sound. A strong shock wave hit the performer. The man's belly bulged up and his eyes widened in an instant, like a toad, his skin became red and bloody in an instant, and his throat kept making strange sounds of "hehe".

Wu Bei had no expression on his face and said, "Your magical sound technique is not as good as you can, and you dare to use it to show your eyes?"

The opera singer's eyes began to drip down, and then blood oozed out of his ears and nose. He knelt on the ground with a "thump", his face full of fear, and said, "Impossible, my illusion technique is a secret, how did you crack it?"

Wu Bei: "I will answer my question first, who are you? Why did you run to my doorstep to cause trouble? Who instructed you?"

The opera singer smiled bitterly: "If the mission fails, I will die without a doubt. You don't have to ask, I won't say anything!"

Wu Bei's heart moved, and he made a quick move. He instantly pointed three fingers on him. The opera singer immediately stiffened, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "It's useless, I have taken the poison, and it's hard to save the gods!"

Wu Bei sneered: "Very poisonous? I said I wouldn't let you die, you can't die!" He took out the golden needle and stabbed the opera singer thirty-six needles in a very fast manner.

This needle, called the maximum potential needle, can stimulate all a person's life potential. Even if you are poisoned, you can hold on for a while and not die immediately.

After the needle was inserted, the opera singer felt that a powerful force burst out in his body, and he had never felt as powerful as today. But sadly, his death was approaching.

Wu Bei applied some medicine powder between his nose and used a spell to control his consciousness. After a moment, the man's eyes were confused and he was completely hypnotized.

"What's your name? Who sent you?" Wu Bei asked again.

The opera singer said, "I am Wen Chou, and I come to test you at the order of the young master."

Wu Bei knew that the Wen Chou this person talked about was not a name, but a code name. This is a type of clown, a clown who was divided into Wen Chou and a martial arts chou.

He continued to ask, "Who is your young master?"

"My young master is not a mortal." Wen Chou looked up at Wu Bei, his pupils began to expand. The next second, he fell straight to the ground and died!

"What a poison!" Wu Bei frowned. He thought this man could last for two minutes, but he didn't know that he would die in less than half a minute.

During the day of moving, someone died at the doorstep. This was a very unlucky thing. Wu Bei was in a bad mood and immediately called someone to deal with the body.

The neighbors watched the fun from afar. They didn't know what was going on, nor did they know that the performer was actually dead. Soon everyone started to get lively again, drinking tea, chatting and eating melon seeds.

Huang Ziqiang was still scared. He stood on Wu Bei's side and asked in a low voice: "Boss, what happened just now, why did I fall down suddenly?"

Wu Bei: "That person knows sound and uses sound to harm people. You have never seen it before, so it is easy to get hit."

Huang Ziqiang was surprised: "Can voice harm people?"

Wu Bei: "Of course, if he hadn't had the ability, you would have been dead just now."

Huang Ziqiang sweated on his forehead and said, "Boss, you can teach me the sound skills if you take the time. This thing is so scary!"

Wu Bei smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's not too late for me to teach you things when you advance to the innate world. Mechanics such as sound techniques can only be practiced after building the foundation."

Huang Ziqiang nodded and turned to greet the guests.

Not long after, the banquet began, and Wu Bei toasted the neighbors one by one. This was the old man and the uncle. Almost all the people who came were his elders. After a round, he drank at least a pound of wine.

The banquet ended until three o'clock in the afternoon. The neighbors went home. Gangzi and his wife started to clean up the tables, chairs, bowls and dishes.

Wu Bei was full of thoughts, and after thinking about it, he came to the roof.

Luo Changsheng was already sitting there and drinking tea. He had arrived a long time ago, and because he didn't like seeing strangers, he hid on the rooftop to drink tea.

Wu Bei sat opposite Luo Changsheng and said, "Old Luo, the man just said that his young master is not a mortal. What does this mean?"

Luo Changsheng said: "It's not a mortal, it's a person from the earthly world."

Wu Bei was shocked: "People from the Earth Immortal Realm?"

"What if it doesn't?" Luo Changsheng said lightly, "The higher your cultivation level and the more resources you control, the easier it is to be noticed by them. This group of people is disgusting."

Wu Bei: "Have you dealt with people from the Earth Immortal Realm?"

Luo Changsheng snorted: "Or why do you think I would have gone to Japan back then? This was not forced by them."

Wu Bei became interested. "You were forced to leave by people from the Earth Immortal Realm. What's going on? Tell me quickly."

Luo Changsheng seemed unwilling to mention this matter, but Wu Bei is now his boss. He was silent for a while before he told all the things that happened back then.

At that time, Luo Changsheng was already at the peak of human immortal cultivation, and had a high status in the world. He was friends with the emperor at that time. He also mastered billions of wealth and was in the limelight. But at this moment, a man who called himself "Young Master Yan" found him and said he was willing to cooperate with him. What he called cooperation was to ask Luo Changsheng to help him do things. In return, he would provide elixirs to help Luo Changsheng go further and become an earth immortal.

The attraction of becoming an earth immortal was extremely huge. Luo Changsheng agreed to the other party without hesitation, and he immediately received the pill. With the help of the pill, he was promoted to the earth immortal soon.

In fact, he has good qualifications. Even without elixirs, he will break through sooner or later. But if he can break through early, no one will be willing to wait.

After that, the longer he had contacted Mr. Yan, the more unhappy he felt. He gradually became the other party's puppet, doing a lot of things that went against his conscience, killing and setting fires, extinguishing people, etc.

His actions also made him famous in the world. Countless people hated him to the core. Over time, he became a great devil.

Finally one day, Luo Changsheng decided to get rid of Young Master Yan's control, and he refused to execute the other party's orders.

Young Master Yan was furious and began to attack his friends and relatives, and some people were constantly hurt and even died. Luo Changsheng was furious and seriously injured Young Master Yan.

Afterwards, he took his family to escape, but was chased by masters on the way to escape, and none of his family was spared. In the end, he was the only one who escaped into the sea by chance.

Later, he was rescued by a fishing boat. After recovering from his injuries, he knew that Yanlong had no place to stand, so he simply fled to Japan and started a family there.

After listening to Luo Changsheng's story, Wu Bei was very surprised: "Are people in the Earth Immortal Realm so arrogant?"

Luo Changsheng sighed: "They are very proud. In their eyes, we are just mortals."

Wu Bei looked solemn and asked him: "Old Luo, can the young master Wen Chou talk about, be a person from the Earth Immortal Realm?"
Chapter completed!