Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Chapter 1500: Refining the Heart in the Mortal World (Forty-four)

After Zhao Haiming and others left, the atmosphere in the lobby of the inn did not return to normal immediately.

Everyone's eyes were filled with awe when they stole a glance at Wang Chen, and in fact, many people did not dare to look at him at all.

This is a master, a living innate master!

A martial artist at the master level is already the top-level strongman in the Wei Dynasty. If he enters the court, he can be worshipped by the emperor. If he goes out of the wild, he can establish his own mountain sect and create a century-old martial arts foundation.

Ordinary people in the martial arts world usually have no chance to see a master.

Not to mention in such a wilderness inn.

Of course, no one dared to come close to him. If Wang Chen got annoyed and slapped him to death, I guarantee that no one would complain.

Who told you to be blind!

Wang Chen ignored the strange looks from the people around him and said to Wang Zhenzhen: "Zhen'er, are you full?"

Wang Zhenzhen took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, then smiled sweetly: "I am full."

"Yeah."

Wang Chen stood up and said: "Then go to bed early, we have to continue our journey tomorrow."

When he took his daughter to the guest room, the lobby of the inn seemed to be suddenly unsealed, and a group of Jianghu people talked about what happened before, and they were all excited as if they had discovered a treasure.

It is estimated that there will be another legend in the Jianghu soon.

Perhaps because of the presence of the master Wang Chen, there was peace and tranquility in Tongfu Inn that night, and nothing happened until the wind and rain outside stopped.

As soon as the sky was light, Wang Chen took Wang Zhenzhen out of the inn and continued the long journey north to Changyi.

As a result, the two men and four riders had just run one or two miles when a figure chasing them appeared behind them.

The other party ran desperately, shouting loudly while running: "Senior, please stay!"

Wang Chen pulled the reins and stopped, turned around and looked at the pursuer calmly.

Wang Zhenzhen didn't understand why, so she stopped too.

The other party rushed to the front of Wang Chen panting, and then fell to the ground and knelt down.

He kowtowed to Wang Chen repeatedly and begged: "Senior, I am Huo Wuji, I beg you to accept me as your disciple, and I am willing to serve you like a cow and a horse!"

This is a teenager who looks about sixteen or seventeen years old. His clothes are very shabby and he looks very down and out.

But his face is resolute and his eyes are full of stubbornness. It is obvious that he is not a child from an ordinary family.

The teenager named Huo Wuji knocked hard, and his head was broken and bleeding in a moment.

However, he seemed unaware and continued to slam his head against the ground.

Wang Zhenzhen couldn't bear to watch, and subconsciously turned her head to look at her father.

As a result, Wang Chen was indifferent, and even had a faint smile on his lips.

Huo Wuji was bleeding all over his face, but he didn't get any response from Wang Chen. He stood up again, took out a cloth bag from his arms, knelt in front of Wang Chen's mount, and then raised it high with both hands.

"Senior, this is my family heirloom. My family was destroyed because of this treasure."

The young man cried and said, "I am willing to give it to you, just to learn some skills from you and avenge my family!"

Looking at the trembling young man in front of him, Wang Chen's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness.

He reached out and grabbed the cloth bag held high in the other's hand.

Wang Chen pulled the rope and poured out a palm-sized ancient mirror from it.

This ancient mirror is bronze in color. The front side can clearly reflect the human figure. The back side is engraved with dense runes, revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Wang Chen smiled.

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He stuffed the ancient mirror back into the cloth bag and threw it back to Huo Wuji: "Keep it for yourself."

The young man, who was extremely heartbroken and full of expectations, was shocked and hurriedly explained: "Senior, this Qiankun mirror passed down in my family is a treasure of the immortal family, but I am incompetent and cannot drive it without the cultivation of a master."

"I know this is a magic weapon."

Wang Chen said lightly: "But it has no effect on me, and it is not worth taking your karma for it."

Qiankun mirror?

It's a big joke!

The real Qiankun mirror is a supreme Taoist weapon, at least a treasure that can only be held by a Mahayana saint.

The one in the other party's hand is just a replica, and the grade is very low.

However, this replica has a clever feature, which is that it can stimulate its inherent power with the help of innate true qi.

After using it once, it can be slowly restored by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

Wang Chen is such a person that he can understand what the thing is as soon as he gets it.

For ordinary masters, this thing is indeed a precious treasure that can reverse the situation at a critical moment.

But Wang Chen is a great master, and this replica of the Qiankun mirror is at most an interesting toy.

And the young man in front of him is clearly a son of destiny in the secular world with a deep cause and effect and born to face the disaster!

Last night in the lobby of the inn, Wang Chen did not notice the existence of this person.

Today, he suddenly appeared with a treasure to become a disciple, which feels like a well-arranged drama!

Huo Wuji must be unaware of this and is controlled by fate in the game.

But Wang Chen is so bored that he is involved in cause and effect with the other party for a toy and plays a drama with a child!

Huo Wuji is stunned.

He had never expected that even with such a precious treasure, he could not impress Wang Chen.

He had kowtowed in vain!

He lowered his head in despair, feeling disheartened for a moment, feeling that the world was so big that there was no place for him to stay.

Seeing the other party's depressed look, Wang Chen showed a playful smile.

He opened the bag hanging beside him, took out a thick book from it, and threw it in front of Huo Wuji.

"What is this?"

The young man looked up in astonishment.

"I have received so many slaps from you just now, I can't help but express my gratitude."

Wang Chen said lightly: "This Nine Yang Magic Art is a martial arts method I created. It can be cultivated to the innate realm. You can take it and practice it yourself. How much you can learn depends on your opportunity and talent."

Nine Yang Magic Art? A martial arts method that can be cultivated to the innate realm!

Huo Wuji was shocked all over, and his hands trembled involuntarily with excitement.

He suddenly knelt down again and kowtowed vigorously: "Thank you, senior, no, thank you, master!"

"Okay, our fate ends here."

Wang Chen said: "I am not your master, and you are not allowed to use my name in the future. The road is long, so take care of yourself."

After that, he turned his horse's head and continued on his way.

Wang Zhenzhen looked at the boy kneeling on the ground curiously, and immediately followed his father.

It took a long time for Huo Wuji to raise his head again.

The blood blurred the boy's eyes. He vaguely saw Wang Zhenzhen's figure going away, and suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something precious.

The next moment, Huo Wuji grabbed the magic secret book on the ground and covered his chest with it.

Tears flowed down his face!

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