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

Chapter 358: Using my power, can I still lose?
The man's name is Chen Jinkui, one of the Ten Lords and currently the number one figure in the Shuzi Sect.

During the Luotian Grand Ceremony, the "Fenghou Qimen" came into being. As the head of the Shuzi Sect, Chen Jinkui was never able to see through Wang Ye's skills, so he stuck to him like a shit plaster.

Chen Jinkui appears to be humble on the surface, but in fact he is a man without bottom line. Especially for a mere "skill", he would insult the seniors in the sect. Yan Huan really doesn't like him.

"As a sorcerer, I will not get involved in your affairs."

Compared to the unreasonable involvement of "Fenghou Qimen", Yan Huan was more concerned about what the fisherman had in his hand.

Yan Huan turned around and tried to leave, but Wang Ye grabbed her wrist.

"Old Yan, you can't just stand by and watch him die! This guy is like fly glue, too sticky!"

The two were still pulling each other when Chen Jinkui on the opposite side knelt down with a plop.

He pointed to his chest and said in a sad voice, "Master Wang! I secretly sent people to monitor your family and secretly checked your past, but I know very well that I would never do such shameful things in my past!"

"I am sick! I became sick after seeing you. I, Kui'er, am obsessed with you, but I can't treat you as nothing!"

"I need you to heal this heartache for me!"

Wang Ye gritted his teeth. There was no external medicine to cure his heart disease. What he was carrying now was the root cause of Kuier Ye's illness.

But the "Fenghou Qimen" did not originate from himself. With the presence of Senior Zhou Sheng above him, Wang also knew that he was not qualified to pass on his skills. Moreover, with Chen Jinkui's personality, if he got the "Fenghoutu", it would be nothing more than having one more fool in the world.

"Heart disease needs heart medicine, Master Kui'er."

"It's okay..." Chen Jinkui slowly got up from the ground, "I'll find this prescription myself. At least give me a chance to see it and let me experience it myself..."

Wow!
Chen Jinkui spread out six patinated gold coins.

"It's just a little trick. Master Wang, please forgive me for making fun of you."

The six-line money lesson used by Chen Jinkui takes Qian, Kan, Gen and Zhen as yang lines, and Xun, Li, Kun and Dui as yin lines. The technique to be used is determined based on the hexagram formed by the six lines thrown.

"Let Old Yan go, Master Kui'er is taking action!" Wang Ye put his fingers together and cast the earth-related magic "Tuheche". The ground suddenly bulged up, pushing the two men forward to flee like a wave.

"Ride the wind!"

Chen Jinkui let out a low shout, and a hurricane suddenly appeared in the money hole, carrying him across the dirt.

The six-line Guan Gua, wind above and earth below.

Chen Jinkui gradually approached, his body suspended above the earth waves, and the six gold coins were spread out again, this time forming the Ding hexagram.

Shangli, the Danpeng corresponding to the fire attribute, had flames rising from its money hole, which gathered in the air into a huge firebird, which smashed down with a bang.

"Touch you!"

Wang also looked up, the fire in his palm gathered, "Leave"

The two flames collided up and down, and a deafening roar erupted in the air. The flames were so dazzling that it was almost impossible to look directly at them.

The scattered sparks and tongues of fire shot everywhere like tiny meteor showers, burning the surrounding air and bringing up rolling heat waves. Amid the churning heat, a distorted scene appeared.

"I clearly changed the opponent's palace to Kan Water, so why can he still defeat me in using fire?" Wang Ye was stunned. The power of the fire in his palm gradually weakened. He had to use the Yin Fire of the magic plate spell to assist.

"Eight Divine Powers - Teng Snake!"

A flash of Yin Fire rushed out, red and blue intertwined and collided, heat and cold tore at each other, and the burning flames were impacted and surged in all directions.

With every collision, the flames became brighter, and the ripples generated by the flames quickly spread out, forming a dazzling halo that spread out in circles like ripples.

After all, Wang Ye is about the same age as Yan Huan, and his cultivation is inferior to Chen Jinkui. The flame with a gloomy aura is gradually defeated.

"Oh my, Lao Wang, Lao Wang..."

Yan Huan, who was standing aside, shook his head and murmured, with his hand on Wang Ye's shoulder.

"Since you are using my name and borrowing my power, please don't embarrass me!" Two different voices overlapped and came out of Yan Huan's mouth.

Wang Ye only felt that the Yin Fire in his palm became more arrogant and violent, and a pillar of fire pierced through the sky and the earth, rising up domineeringly.

A ball of water rose in the air, protecting Chen Jinkui tightly. But in just a moment, the water shield shattered and a figure fell directly into the mountain stream.

"When did my magic disk become so powerful?"

"Wait, isn't this a bit too strong?" Wang Ye looked at his hands in disbelief and swallowed.

In short, it seems that Mr. Kui'er will not catch up with us for a while.

call--

Wang Ye let out a long sigh and immediately felt relaxed all over.

"Lao Wang, you have been here for three days. You should have a general understanding of the situation. What's the situation over there?" Yan Huan gestured to Xiao Rizi and Bangzi who were fighting nearby.

"Well, it's an illusion... It's just like a TV series. It's happened many times. Two people are fighting over something, and the guy with the fishing rod wins. Then a bomb falls from the sky, and this fairyland disappears."

"Cannonball?"

Wang nodded, "Yes, the bombing plane was a Zero fighter with a sun pattern on the outside. If I guess correctly, this place should be in the past. It was destroyed in the invasion of foreign enemies."

"Yeah." Yan Huan responded in a low voice.

In this way, the mottled stone tablet at the entrance and the water that Xiao Wangxiang could not control can all be explained.

"There are many foreigners who want to take advantage of the war and make some money from us."

"What's the result? You should have seen it here, right?"

After Yan Huan asked, Wang Ye pointed at the two of them. The strength of the two foreigners was not at the same level at all. In just three moves, the man in the suit had his heart hooked away by the fisherman.

Afterwards, the guy carrying the fishing rod hurried down the mountain amid the sound of gunfire.

"At least during this period of time, he took it away. As for whether he got out or not, it is unknown. After all, it is not easy for an alien to survive in such a war-torn environment."

The two were silent for a while.

Yan Huan asked again: "Then how did you get to Dongming County?"

Wang Ye shrugged, "It's hard to explain!"

During this period, he was forced by Chen Jinkui to travel around the world, and he also had the opportunity to contact famous sects from all over the country. He asked the old seniors in these sects about the Jiashen Rebellion.

Longhu Mountain, Shaolin Temple, Lingyin Temple, Iron Palm Sect, Shangqing Sect...

When Wang Ye asked about the origin of the "Eight Wonderful Skills", these predecessors had different attitudes, but none of them gave a definite answer.

So Wang Ye changed his angle and asked the leaders of the major sects about the significance of the matter in the interior scene, but what he got was still a mysterious fireball that could not be solved even with the combined power of all the warlocks.

In desperation, he had to start with the stories of some extraordinary saints, and after some twists and turns, he finally came to the hometown of Zhuangzi.

"It's really hard on you."

"Hey..." Wang Ye found a clean place to sit down, moved the stones next to him, and cleared space for Yan Huan.

"When I went to the Fire Virtue Sect, I heard the Sect Master talk about an incident last year. At that time, the Fire Poison Sect in Southeast Asia coveted the 'holy fire' and held a fire competition in advance. Old Yan, you were there at the time."

"After listening to the whole story, I suddenly realized something, which I think even you, who are so focused on searching for spirits, have overlooked."

Yan Huan sat down cross-legged, turned his head and asked, "Tell me about it?"

"The Fire Poison Sect knows the significance of the 'Holy Fire' passed down by the Fire Virtue Sect."

(End of this chapter)