Fox Demon: Reincarnation of the Ninth Life

Tushan is not far from the human world. When Wang Ye passed by Fengbang City, he stopped briefly and visited the thatched hut that had saved the Tushan sisters.

Now there is someone living there, an old man and a child.

When Wang Ye saw this, he just took a deep look and rushed to Wang Quan's house where all this started without stopping.

That’s right, the Wang Quan family has an extraordinary status in the Taoist Alliance. Generally, the leader of the Taoist Alliance is the head of the Wang Quan family. He has only one purpose for this trip.

Go meet his 'old friend', Wang Quan Xiaoyan, I wonder how he is doing now that his sword heart is broken.

Wangquan Villa is surrounded by a very wide river. Unlike the moat canal of Tushan, it surrounds the villa like a hidden dragon, like an ultimate guardian.

"Is this the Wangquan Villa? It's really magnificent."

Wang Ye stopped at a cliff and looked down. The Wangquan Villa surrounded by water came into view. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He glanced down and saw the boatman, wearing a yellow Taoist robe and a bamboo hat, lying on the bow and taking a nap, as if he would attack like a flood or a beast at the slightest movement.

"Is the Wang Quan family so worried? Although I said I would come to visit you, is it really necessary to equip the boatman with a master in the middle stage of foundation building?"

Wang Ye covered his face and said, it seems that he has a great deterrent effect on the Taoist Alliance.

In fact, not only the Wang Quan family, but other families in the Taoist Alliance have also entered an extremely tense state of war preparedness. Come to think of it, it is impossible that Xiao Mingdao's attack on Tushan does not have the support of other forces behind him.

For those Taoist alliance families, the friendship between fellow disciples is not as important as their own lives.

"Come on, the human world has been peaceful for long enough, let me bring some excitement to it!"

Wang Ye muttered, then he stretched out his right hand, the ground cracked, and a wall of earth rose from the ground.

Kun word!

Tuhe car!

'boom! ’

The loud noise directly woke up the dozing boatman. He picked up the oar and looked around, looking confused as if he had drawn his sword and looked around.

Suddenly a drop of muddy water dripped onto his face. He immediately noticed it and looked up suddenly!

He wasn't sure how to describe the scene before him. The towering earth wall looked like a dragon flying in the sky, dyeing the entire sky an ochre color.

Looking at this extremely shocking scene, the boatman finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly took out the "Cloud Piercing Arrow" from his pocket, lit the fuse and fired it out.

The disciples guarding the gate were still dozing off. As the lucky ones who had never seen the divine fortune teller's magical powers, they generally thought that in the Wangquan family, how could the divine fortune teller be able to defeat him?

'boom! '

The loud noise woke them up from their sweet dreams. When they opened their eyes, they saw the 'earth dragon' that almost covered the entire sky. A fear of the unknown spread in their hearts.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Important things must be said three times. In an instant, the originally peaceful and sacred Wangquan Villa was in chaos. They all understood that it was the man who was famous in both the human and demon worlds who had come, perhaps with a heart full of anger.

"All disciples are equipped with magical swords and are ready to meet the enemy!"

The white-bearded elder shouted, but from his trembling legs it was clear that he was also very frightened.

In the huge square of Wangquan Villa, many figures in yellow Taoist robes were running around. Outside, they were all respectfully called "Taoist Master", but now they all looked terrified, just because of the arrival of one person.

"It seems that the deterrent effect is still sufficient."

Wang Ye quietly looked at the figures below that were like a colony of ants, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

Arriving at the gate of Wangquan Villa, Wang Ye waved his hand as he looked at the two young disciples guarding the villa, holding swords and glaring at him.

There was a sound of "click", and their swords fell off.

"Who are you? How dare you break into Wangquan Villa!"

Although one disciple knew the answer, he still asked Wang Ye. Just when Wang Ye wanted to answer this idiotic question, the disciple who had been silent suddenly turned against him and knocked him unconscious with a knife.

"Ok?"

what's the situation?

The disciple quickly took off his blue robe, knelt on one knee and saluted:

"Wudang Zhao Xiong, I pay my respects to Grandmaster Wang Ye."

Now his identity is clear. This Zhao Xiong is probably the current head of Wudang, and also the disciple of Wang Ye's only disciple - Wang Yuechu.

"So you are from Wudang. How have you been these days?"

Wang Ye had long known that Wang Yuechu had sent his disciples to go undercover at Wangquan Villa, but he had not expected it to involve such a wide range of issues.

"Master, everything is going well these days. I hope the Grandmaster is thinking about you!"

For the people of Wudang, the master is the most supreme. Most of them are orphans or people whose families have been broken up. They were saved by Wang Yuechu and he also taught them martial arts.

Under Wang Yuechu's guidance, Wang Ye was hailed as the God of Savior. He gave Wang Yuechu a second life, allowing him to save the people of Wudang.

Although Zhao Xiong appears calm on the surface, he is actually extremely excited inside. He has met Grandmaster Wang Ye and can go back and brag about it to his fellow disciples.

In fact, this was not the first time he had met Wang Ye. There had been another time at the Tushan Battle more than a month ago, but Wang Yuechu was present at that time. This was the first time he had met Wang Ye alone.

"Well, that's fine. By the way, there are no Wudang people in there, right?"

Wang Ye pointed to the closed door.

After all, he is here to intimidate, and he will inevitably take action soon. It would be bad if he accidentally hurts his own people.

"No more. All the brothers who came here have left."

Zhao Xiong answered truthfully.

"Okay, then you should go back and report as soon as possible."

Wang also waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Zhao Xiong said, and then left. He had to follow the master's orders!

'puff! '

After seeing Zhao Xiong walking away, Wang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Ahem, looks like we have to make a quick decision."

Wang Ye murmured, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his chest, waved to open the door, and strode in.

Behind the door were countless Taoists holding magic swords. Their eyes were fixed on the young man in front of them who had no magic weapon and could not sense any magic power.

"Wow, there are quite a lot of people here. Is this the welcome ceremony for Wangquan Villa?"

The prince teased.

The cultivation level of the cultivators here is no lower than the Foundation Establishment Stage. The worst are all at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage. They are the backbone of the major famous families in the Taoist Alliance.

"Master Calculator! You are a human being, but you helped the evildoers and broke into Wangquan Villa without permission, ignoring the Dao League and the mask. Today, we are here to enforce justice on behalf of heaven!"

The elder who had previously commanded the disciples to take up the magic swords threatened with a loud voice, but his body honestly stepped back slowly, protecting everyone to his chest.

Seeing this, the prince shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression.

"All disciples, listen up! Sword formation, start!"

Countless immortal swords slowly flew up to the sky, turned their sword bodies around, and pointed at King Chao.

"Wow, it's spectacular."

One hundred and eighty-eight immortal swords flew into the sky together. This kind of scene could not be seen in Tushan. If they were not aiming at himself, Wang would have wanted to sit down and enjoy it.

"go with!"

At the elder's command, the magic sword attacked Wang Ye at lightning speed.

"Well done!"

Wang Ye stepped with his right foot, and the Qimen formation diagram unfolded, and the blue light was captivating.

"The word 'shock'! Thunder!"

The thunder in the shape of a white snake shot out with tremendous force!

"This is!"

Seeing the earth-shaking thunder, the monks' eyes were filled with shock.

"Look! Our sword formation!"

One person shouted, and everyone's attention was attracted by him. After a short stalemate with the thunder, the sword formation in the air shattered.

'Click'

What was shattered was not only the sword formation, but also the countless immortal swords!

"What kind of magical power is this that can actually shatter magic weapons? Could it be the Wen family's Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Divine Thunder?!"

“No! No matter how powerful the Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Divine Thunder is, it is impossible to shatter the magic weapon. This is… a terrifying magical power that we have never seen before… far surpassing the Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Divine Thunder!”

The one who spoke was the elder. He was now kneeling on the ground with despair in his eyes. The rumors were true, the fortune teller... was actually so terrifying!

"Elder..."

A disciple looked at the elder with lifeless eyes and Wang Ye who was slowly walking towards the inner palace, and suddenly jumped up and rushed forward with a sword.

"Wangquan Villa cannot be insulted!"

These words were so loud that they reached the ears of all the disciples, instantly causing a huge storm.

They all stood up and rushed towards Wang Ye.

"What a person who cannot be insulted."

Wang Ye muttered.

After two and a half minutes, no one stood up again...

He used the two powerful magical powers, Golden Watchman and Turtle-Fly Flow, alternately and beat them so hard that they could not get up again. However, Wang Ye's face also became much paler.

He walked slowly forward to the inner palace and opened the door. In the huge courtyard, Wang Quan Xiaoyan was drinking tea alone.

A breeze blew, the branches of the trees swayed, and the yellow fallen leaves rolled in the courtyard.

“Is autumn already here…?”

Wang Ye sighed.

"Oh, you're already here, no wonder it's so noisy outside."

Wang Quan Xiaoyan raised his head and took a look.

"Why are you just standing there? Come and try some of my treasured tea."

Wang Quan Xiaoyan waved to Wang Ye. Seeing this, Wang Ye didn't hesitate to walk over, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

As soon as you take a sip of this tea, you can smell a slight bitterness, but this bitterness does not make you feel uncomfortable. Instead, it gives you a refreshing feeling.

As the tea slowly flows in the mouth, the bitterness gradually dissipates, replaced by a sweet taste. This sweetness is not strong, but a light, soft sweetness that leaves a lingering aftertaste.

"Yeah, good tea."

Wang Ye smacked his lips.

Afterwards, he unceremoniously took out the treaty drafted for him by Tushan Rongrong and placed it in front of Wang Quan Xiaoyan.

"Ah~, are you in such a hurry?"

Wang Quan Xiaoyan seemed to know the purpose of Wang Ye’s coming here.

"Yes, that's my purpose."

Wang was not polite at all.

"You can let me sign, but you know it won't convince the public, right? What's the point?"

Wang Quan Xiaoyan picked up the brush and quickly signed his name.

"Of course, and besides, you don't want to know."

Wang Ye took another sip of tea.

"Oh? Then I'm curious. Tell me, this is why you came here, right?"

"Hahaha"

Wang Ye showed an intriguing smile and told him the story of Xiao Mingdao with some exaggeration.

The latter was shocked after hearing this.