Chapter 89: Tianji Daoist

Wang Luo smiled self-deprecatingly,

"It seems that you have already made up your mind, Kangbo. It's useless for me to say anything. Well, I won't be a retainer of the Shen family from now on. While this old bone can still move, it's good to walk around."

Shen Kangbo sneered, "We have known each other for fifty years. I have never treated you badly or neglected you, yet you united with outsiders to put me to death?"

"Do you think I will let you go?"

"Don't worry, old friend, I will give you a grand funeral!"

Wang Luo snorted, "We are both Semi-Sages. If I want to leave, I have to see if you can stop me!" He disappeared from the spot out of thin air.

Shen Kangbo disappeared almost at the same time.

Rumble!

Thunder exploded in the sky.

Lu Fang followed the Shen family out of the hall and saw Shen Kangbo and Wang Luo standing in the air facing each other, one surrounded by Bagua, and the other surrounded by ink characters.

"Look! It's the fog of Wuyincheng."

"So the legends are all true. These fogs are the great formation set up by the Ancestor."

"I feel the pressure is so strong, I have some difficulty breathing."

Everyone in the Shen family had a smile on their face.

In a dozen breaths.

The surging fog from all directions drowned Shen Kangbo and Wang Luo. Even if Lu Fang gathered Haoran Zhengqi in his eyes, he could not see the battle scene through the fog.

It is conceivable that this is not ordinary fog.

Mysterious light flickered in the thick fog, and space was distorted. This fog should have a certain protective effect. The battle between the two Semi-Sages did not leak any spiritual energy.

This battle was not as long as imagined, and it ended in less than a quarter of an hour.

As the fog dissipated rapidly, Wang Luo fell from the sky and smashed heavily in the direction of the back mountain.

Shen Kangbo, in tattered clothes, looked tired. From his tired look, the battle just now was not as simple as imagined.

"Venerable Wang is dead. Qiheng, you are responsible for finding the mole in the villa."

After Shen Kangbo finished speaking, he turned into a stream of light and shot toward the back mountain.

Shen Qiheng took the order, "Big Brother, leave it to you here. I will take people to control the people related to Wang Luo first."

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly left with his subordinates.

Shen Qicheng sighed and looked at Shen Xiaoqi, "Xiaoqi, Big Uncle was a bit sorry for you before. I apologize to you in front of everyone."

Shen Xiaoqi hurriedly saluted: "Big Uncle is too serious."

To say that Shen Qicheng did something wrong in this great turmoil is not so exaggerated. At most, it can be said that he was a bit extreme.

However, Shen Kangbo was poisoned, and the Shen family was facing a great turmoil. It is not incomprehensible that he had such behavior.

Shen Qicheng cupped his hands toward Lu Fang and smiled:

"Thanks to the Marquis of Lord Wenguan for speaking righteously before, I will talk to my father about the popularization of the Great Zhou Literary Gazette. Someone, take the Marquis of Lord Wenguan to the guest room for a rest."

"Thank you for your trouble." Lu Fang pulled Shen Xiaxuan and followed a guard toward the west of the villa.

In the guest room.

After seeing the guard leave, Shen Xiaxuan pouted and said:

"When I was outside, I heard how good the Shen family was. Now that I see it, it's not as free and easy as my master and I running around."

Lu Fang asked suspiciously, "I don't know, what is your master's name? To be able to teach such a powerful disciple, he must be a master."

He was attracted by the turmoil of the Shen family before, so he didn't ask her carefully. Now that everything was clear, he remembered to ask.

Shen Xiaxuan said happily:

"My master is not a master. He is just a stinky fortune-teller. The reason I am so powerful is that I am gifted."

"Hehehe, although I can't compare to Brother Lu, you don't know, the expression on my master's face when he first saw me, he kept saying I was gifted."

"Thinking about it now, I miss him quite a bit. I don't know if he was hungry in these few months."

"Gifted?" Lu Fang looked at Shen Xiaxuan up and down, shook his head and said, "Your master really has eyes like torches."

The Semi-Sage hiding in the dark suddenly said: "It shouldn't be him! This old fellow is really him. He is already rushing here. It's really bad luck!"

As soon as the voice fell.

A cynical voice sounded: "Xuan'er, you made a mistake. Your aunt lied to you. You are not a member of the Shen family."

Immediately after, an old Taoist in patched clothes appeared. He was gray-headed and dirty, just like a beggar, with a smile on his thin face at all times.

"Master, why are you here?"

Shen Xiaxuan greeted him.

The old Taoist smiled bitterly:

"I told you I had a small grudge with Shen Kangbo, but you didn't believe me. I found your uncle's family. Your aunt just wanted to drive you away, so she deliberately said Shen Kangbo was your father. While the old fellow hasn't discovered it, let's run quickly."

Shen Xiaxuan looked suspicious, "Master, do you really have a grudge with Shen Kangbo? Then you still dare to come? You can only believe three-tenths of what you say."

The old Taoist just took care of talking to Shen Xiaxuan. He glanced at Lu Fang in a hurry. He was slightly astonished, and the smile on his face became unfathomable, saying:

"Your Excellency, how should I address you?"

Before Lu Fang could answer, Shen Xiaxuan said proudly: "He is the Marquis of Lord Wenguan, the one who wrote Dream of the Red Chamber."

"Prophecy person." The old Taoist lost interest, looked at Shen Xiaxuan again and said: "Xuan'er, since you are not the daughter of that old thing Shen Kangbo, let's go quickly, so as not to be kicked out by others, how embarrassing."

Shen Xiaxuan nodded, looked at Lu Fang and said: "Brother Lu, then my master and I will go first. If you have time in the future, I will go to Shangjing to play with you."

Lu Fang said sincerely: "Okay, I will treat you well when the time comes."

Just then, Shen Kangbo's voice sounded: "It's rare for an old friend to come here, why leave in such a hurry? Why not come and reminisce? I just want to find you to help me cast a hexagram."

The old Taoist rolled his eyes without image, took Shen Xiaxuan and walked out quickly, saying as he walked:

"You old thing, you still have the face to ask me to cast a hexagram. My disciple came to you, and I heard that she was almost persecuted by your Shen family..."

The voice was still in the air, but the person had already disappeared.

"Sure enough, this person is not an ordinary person."

Lu Fang sighed. He clearly perceived that the old Taoist was only a Seventh-Rank martial artist, but when facing the other party, he had the illusion of being peeped into his soul.

The Semi-Sage hidden in the dark said: "If this old fellow is an ordinary person, then everyone in the world is an ordinary person."

Lu Fang cupped his hands, "Please enlighten me, Senior."

The Semi-Sage smiled: "This person is the Tianji Daoist. The demon barbarians have prophets, which you know, and he is the prophet of our Great Zhou."

"Originally, the Emperor wanted him to be the head of the Imperial Observatory, but he refused."

"Those who peep and leak the secrets of heaven will be subject to special suppression by the Heavenly Dao. He said that only by making himself extremely embarrassed can he live freely."

Lu Fang said with some regret: "In this way, the hexagram of the Tianji Daoist must be very accurate. If I had known, I would have asked him to cast a hexagram just now."

Semi-Sage: "Not so! His hexagram is not accurate even once in ten times on average." ===== CHAPTER 90 =====