We walked around the courtyard and went back to the place where the monks in yellow robes performed operas.

But then Fan Tianshi saw that the tree that had been lush and full of plum blossoms just now had returned to its original state, and the snow-covered plum blossoms that covered the ground had also disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.

Just now, most people followed the prince and his party and continued to move forward. I don’t know how many people saw clearly the process of it changing back to its original state.

It really is a drama...

Fan Tianshi sighed in his heart, turned his head slightly, and said to Lin Jue:

"Half a year ago, Pindao took a boat to the cave of Dragon King. He saw the scene after the Taoist friend fought with the demon king. There were flowers everywhere. I guess the Taoist friend also knows similar spells, right?"

"It will indeed be the same."

"Fellow Taoist, those flowers will not be thanked for a few days."

"That's a real flower."

"It's really a magical skill..." Fan Tianshi sighed, and then said, "I didn't think this tree had just bloomed and had luxuriant leaves. Now I look at it, and it seems a bit abrupt and monotonous," he said.

Why don't you use magic to make the plum blossoms bloom again?"

"It can be so, but it doesn't have to be." Lin Jue shook his head, "This is wintersweet, it is already the twelfth lunar month, and it will naturally bloom in a few days."

"I see……"

Fan Tianshi was still thoughtful.

The prince and his entourage in front walked to the other side, and the three of them followed suit.

There were indeed many strange people performing magic skills here today, and they did have some good skills. However, after seeing them along the way, Lin Jue was a little disappointed.

It’s not that I’m looking down on it, it’s that I didn’t achieve the goal.

He came here today, naturally, not to broaden his horizons and gain knowledge, but because he heard that there are many strange people in Juxian Mansion, he wanted to come and see if he had any skills suitable for him, and if so, he could ask for advice and exchange with them.

When three people walk together, there must be a teacher.

However, at this time, I haven't found a suitable one. It's either useless to me or it's not easy to learn.

Lin Jue himself is not a person who "must be very useful to himself before he learns a spell." He has also been somewhat influenced by his seventh senior brother. If he can learn the skill of commanding insects to form troops, he will be better in future years.

When you are older, wouldn’t it be interesting to go to a mountain village and sit under the tree at the entrance of the village to tease the urchins in the village?

But he knows too many spells now.

There is no shortage of this type.

Another example is the fantasy play of the yellow-robed monk blooming and scattering leaves. It should be a good skill in opera. If it were originally, Lin Jue would definitely be willing to learn it, but now his willingness is not so strong.

Another example is that technique.

In fact, this spell is useful to him.

Turning into a tiger and running in the mountains and forests, whether chasing, escaping, or rushing, it is always faster than humans, and sometimes you can save a magic pill. However, this method requires starting from elementary school, and Lin Jue has already passed the time.

This is where the disappointment started.

I heard that there are people in Juxian Mansion who know magic and can travel thousands of miles in a day, but they can't see it.

"well……"

When Lin felt regretful, a white shadow flashed beside him, and the fox jumped back to him.

"Where have you been?"

Lin Jue lowered his head and asked, staring at it.

The fox only raised his head, looked at him, and didn't reply. He just stretched his neck and looked ahead.

There was another commotion ahead.

Because there were too many people around, I couldn't see the scene. I could only hear people's cheers and applause, and sometimes I could hear an exclamation that sounded like something dangerous.

Suddenly, I saw a flash of light in the sky, which was the bright blade reflecting the sunlight, and it disappeared in an instant.

It seems to have a little bit of blood.

"Um?"

Lin Jue immediately became interested.

The prince and his entourage in front had already passed by.

In the middle is a middle-aged Taoist with an average build, star-shaped eyebrows and sword-like eyes, and quite upright facial features. He is sitting cross-legged on a futon, with several flying knives surrounding him, spinning and flying in the air automatically.

The middle-aged Taoist did not recite the incantation, but stared at these flying knives with keen eyes, and controlled them to roar in the air: sometimes circling around him, as if forming a sword array, sometimes striking in the air, like

There was an invisible person controlling them to fight, making a jingling sound, and sometimes flying dangerously past the front of the crowd, causing a burst of exclamations and frightening everyone to retreat slightly.

An exclamation and a retreat are often followed by loud cheers.

"Good skills!"

"I don't know how it compares to the tiger that the policeman turned into..."

"What a good spell!"

"You have to put in a lot of effort!"

The onlookers were in Juxian Mansion, they knew how to carry each other's sedan chairs, and they were not stingy with their compliments.

Seeing the surprised eyes of everyone around him and hearing these flattering words, the middle-aged Taoist's expression did not change and he only said in a deep voice:

"Pindao's technique is called the art of controlling things. It is an orthodox Taoist magic that can control all things in the world with thoughts. Pindao is the best at controlling swords. With a thought in his mind, a sword will come up from the sky, and thousands of swords will fly together. Let it be

If you see any monsters or ghosts, you can only retreat in fear!"

Then he saw the prince approaching, and the middle-aged Taoist became more energetic and showed off his skills.

The flying knife flew rapidly in the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Several times, he flew in front of the onlookers even more thrillingly, so that they could know how fast and powerful these flying knives were, so that they could truly feel the power of their own abilities, and also let them feel that they were like arms to these flying knives.

The same skilled controls.

Even the guards around the prince were very nervous about this. They kept the prince firmly in the middle and stared at the flying knives in the air.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

The prince's face turned slightly red, but he pushed away the guard and took the initiative to step forward:

"I have heard of Taoist Priest Tao for a long time. He has been in Juxian Mansion for several years. What's more, I am here today to pay a visit to my great master, Dajiang. Who can I show to you with such care?

"

He paused for a moment and then looked at the steps aside:

"There is Master Fan Tianshi behind him."

When everyone around him heard this, they all felt that the prince had some courage.

The middle-aged Taoist priest performed even more energetically.

However, he didn't mean to hurt the prince, but because he had drunk three glasses of wine before, the prince felt a little dizzy, his steps became unsteady, and he stumbled forward.

A flying knife surrounded the crowd and was about to fly there!

Many guards were startled and stepped forward one after another.

The middle-aged Taoist's expression suddenly condensed, and his eyes widened. The flying knife, which could have been controlled with his mind, couldn't help but add the movement of his hand and swung it hard.

"brush!"

The flying knife turned quickly, the tip of the knife was slightly raised, and it shot diagonally to the other side.

Now standing there were two Taoists, and a sword-wielding warrior standing beside them.

Those who practice Taoism are most afraid of this kind of attack.

This middle-aged Taoist is quite capable.

The flying knife also came quickly and urgently.

The shot was aimed at Lin Jue's face.

Although Lin Jue was a cultivator, he had already seen this man and his spells and flying knives, so he was naturally prepared.

However, his reaction was ultimately not as good as the warriors around him.

I saw Luo Gong lift the scabbard——

There was a bang! The brass wrapped at the end of the scabbard just hit the tip of the flying knife, and it immediately flew upwards. In the blink of an eye, it flew up to an unknown height.

When everyone turned their eyes over, they saw only Lin Jue with a calm expression, and Master Fan Tianshi who was calm and calm. A warrior wearing a bamboo hat and holding a long sword stretched out his hand forward and spread his palm.

The flying knife just fell down and fell into his hand.

It was a flying knife almost a foot long, like a dagger, with a sharp blade, but a mysterious symbol was painted in blood on one side.

Everyone exclaimed again.

The guards around the prince all looked at the sword-wielding warrior with solemn eyes or dull expressions.

Experts watch the door, while laymen watch the excitement. Just like before, they saw so many magic skills and didn't know how mysterious and powerful they were. At this time, everyone around them was exclaiming and applauding Wu Ren's skills. Only they could see this skill of Wu Ren.
To be continued...