Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 294 I test Wang Ye? This script is wrong.

"You little things, how come you are so cunning?" Zhang Zhiwei got out of bed, added some hot water to the teapot, and sat down at the table.

The young are to be feared! The young are to be feared!

I have lived for decades in vain, but I can't even hide the little things in my heart.

"You guessed right, the thing is indeed in this courtyard, but it is indeed involved in some things." Zhang Zhiwei stared out the window. The lights in the room opposite were still on, emitting a warm and comfortable dim light.

Opposite is Tian Jinzhong's room, where green smoke from the refreshing incense rises up, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Old Tian sat cross-legged on the bed, his bloodshot eyes wide open, staring straight at the candle on the table, watching the flame leap easily.

When life is difficult, it is the time to practice.

"Oh..." Yan Huan sighed. It was indeed related to Mr. Tian.

Tian Jinzhong is a disciple of Zhang Jingqing, the 64th generation Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, and a fellow disciple of Zhang Zhiwei, the number one master in the world, and Zhang Huaiyi, the number two master in the world.

During the Jiashen year, Tian Jinzhong went down the mountain to look for Zhang Huaiyi. After learning a shocking secret, he made it his life's priority to keep this secret. He even refused to reveal a single detail even after his hands and feet were cut off.

After realizing that he would talk in his sleep, Tian Jinzhong never dared to fall asleep again. He just relied on his willpower to resist the instinctive sleepiness. This lasted for more than 70 years, and Mr. Tian only claimed to the outside world that he was full of energy and had no desire to sleep.

Don't compete with the world, just win for yourself, this is Tian Jinzhong.

"It's a bit difficult." Yan Huan thought to himself, considering the deep friendship between Old Heavenly Master and Old Tianshi, especially when it comes to the secrets that Zhang Huaiyi mentioned, some things are really not easy to do.

Zhang Zhiwei handed a cup of tea to Yan Huan and said calmly, "Xiao Huan, don't worry. I won't break my promise to you. It's just that someone has a hurdle in his heart that he hasn't gotten over yet."

"I don't have any suspicion, but some people are different."

Yan Huan took the tea with both hands, and from these somewhat roundabout words, he probably understood what the old Taoist priest meant.

How boring it must have been for Mr. Tian to keep such a secret for seventy years. How must he have been wary of the people around him? He might trust his senior brother Zhang Zhiwei's vision, but he still had to see the person with his own eyes.

Simply put, Yan Huan still needs to gain some favorability.

"Okay! Don't worry, old master. I have a plan for this." Yan Huan picked up the tea and took a sip, then looked out the door with the old master.

"Why is it so lively tonight? Everyone is not sleeping, just here to keep the old man company?" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

"Come in, what are you doing outside?"

Wang Ye, who looked lazy and sloppy, opened the door, touched his head and waved to the people inside.

"Good evening, old master."

"Hey?" Wang Ye noticed Yan Huan sitting opposite Zhang Zhiwei and greeted him with a smile, "Old Yan, you're here too. Did the old Taoist priest hide some rare spirits here?"

Yan Huan ignored the joke and asked directly, "Why, Taoist Wang came to visit you late at night to help the old Taoist priest solve his problems?"

"Hey!" Wang was stunned for a moment, then he threw his Taoist robe and crossed his arms.

"I've long felt that something was wrong with you, Old Yan. How come you, a sorcerer, seem to be more calculating than a warlock? You can predict the future!"

"You all know what's bothering me, right?" Zhang Zhiwei picked up the teapot, poured a bowl of tea, and raised his hand to greet the Taoist priest at the door.

"You are so young, but you are like thousand-year-old fox spirits. When I was young, I wasn't as tired as you are."

"Xiao Wangye, tell me how to help me solve this problem?"

Wang also raised his head and glanced to the side, "How about you step aside, Old Yan?"

"No need." Zhang Zhiwei said, "This little Huanzi had already guessed what I wanted to do."

"Hehe..." Wang Ye smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Zhiwei's plan is to let his disciple Zhang Chulan take over the position of "Heavenly Master" smoothly, relying on some secret means to eliminate the opponent. The current obstacle is Zhuge Qing.

But the old Heavenly Master who leads the Zhengyi Heavenly Master Mansion plotted against a junior from the Wuhou Sect. Once the plot was proven true, the reputation of the Heavenly Master Mansion would be damaged, and the old Heavenly Master's personal destiny would also take a turn.

The old master's calamity fell on Zhuge Qing...
"Old Taoist priest, please take a look at the battle table. Isn't Zhuge Qing in my hands? I will take care of his troubles." Wang Ye suggested.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his head with interest, "Are you sure you can deal with Zhuge Qing? To be honest, I don't even dare to make this guarantee for Lingyu..."

Wang Ye tapped his cheek with his fingers, his eyes wandering.

“This...I guess so..."

He had calculated before going down the mountain that his chance of winning against Zhuge Qing would be above 50% and below 60%. However, before visiting the Tianshi Mansion late at night, the hexagram showed that his chance of winning was as high as 80%.

"I don't know what happened to Zhuge Qing. Could he have broken through the defenses in Longhu Mountain and damaged his character?" Wang Ye thought to himself.

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and thought for a moment.

It would be best if we could use Xiao Wangye's help to exclude Zhuge Qing.

But you have to be 100% sure about this.

"How about..." Zhang Zhiwei paused and looked across, "Xiao Huan, can you please help me try him out?"

"It's a good opportunity for me to see the Wizard King's grace and elegance."

pat, pat!
Yan Huan and Wang Ye put down the teacups in their hands at the same time.

Yan Huan leaned back and looked at the old Taoist priest in confusion.

Wait a minute, this script doesn't seem right. How come I'm the trial king?
Wang Ye curled his lips, lowered the corners of his mouth, frowned, and looked at Yan Huan.

I heard that most of the people who were on good terms with Lao Yan had been beaten by him, and I thought I was an exception. I didn’t expect that I still couldn’t escape it today!

"Communication between peers is the best. If I had a suitable Taoist partner, I would not have been driven down the mountain to gain experience by my master." Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and looked at the two young men with great appreciation.

"Besides, Xiao Huan has fought with Zhuge Qing before, so it's perfect for him to judge the strength of the two of you."

Having said this, neither Yan Huan nor Wang Ye could refuse and they looked at each other in tacit understanding.

"Old Yan, I'm sorry to offend you." Wang Ye mobilized his Qi and waved his long sleeves.

Yan Huan stared at the raised palm strike and said with a smile: "Don't try Tai Chi against me at this time. Show me your best skills."

The golden light flashed, illuminating the courtyard hut. When Wang Ye looked closely, Yan Huan's figure had already appeared outside the door.

"Hehe, the Five Elements Escape Technique." Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes, stroked his beard and watched.

"Old Wang, you are really impatient." Yan Huan raised his hand to signal, "Don't break the furniture for the old Taoist priest."

Wang Ye restrained his nonchalant expression and jumped into the courtyard.

"Old Yan, although I have lived in Wudang Mountain for a long time, I have heard a lot about you. Have you mastered the spirits to such a high level?"

Tsk!
It was impossible to see clearly what he did, and the feeling of being one with the environment was like facing nature itself.

"The sorcerer's method is to possess and enslave spirits, but this doesn't look like either of them..."

Ok?
While thinking about it, Wang was suddenly stunned. He saw Yan Huan's body melt into the soil of the courtyard and completely disappeared.

After a moment, dust condensed and took shape behind Wang Ye.

Wang Ye saw this and made a quick decision. He immediately put his two fingers together and made a gesture: "Luan Jin Tu!"

(End of this chapter)