The next morning, Wang Yuanbao's convoy arrived at Songnan Palace. The real man from Songshan, Wei Shifang, personally led his disciples to the gate to welcome the rich rich man.

"I heard the name of the real person in Wei for a long time. Wang Yuanbao came to visit abruptly. I hope he did not disturb the real person's cultivation!"

"Where! Where! Didn't Master Wang send someone to send a message to you? How could it be disturbed? Songnangong is very welcome to pilgrims who know how to be polite!"

Wei Shifang is tall, has a childish face, and is not very old. He is wearing an apricot yellow Tai Chi robe and holding a whisk in his hand. He has a bit of a fairy-like demeanor.

His eyes narrowed into a slit, and through Wang Yuanbao's shoulders, his eyes fell on Wang Qingyu behind him. However, Wang Qingyu wore a veil and could not see his appearance. He was disappointed and had more anticipation. "Master Wang Dong, please go to the despise and use tea!"

"Please, Immortal!"

Wang Yuanbao told the guards not to follow and waited outside the gate. Then he and Wei Shifang entered the gate of the Taoist Palace. Wang Qingyu followed his brother, with only a close-fitting little maid next to him.

They entered the guest hall and sat down with the host. Several Taoist priests served tea. At this time, Wang Qingyu had already taken off the hat. Her gorgeous and unparalleled beauty immediately made Wei Shifang's eyes become hot.

"Miss Wang has wisdom! It's a pity not to cultivate immortality." Wei Shifang sighed softly.

"The immortal has been awarded too much, and the whisper is nothing but a common person, and he has no chance to be with the immortal!"

"I won't misread someone!"

Wei Shifang looked at Wang Qingyu deeply for a long time, shook his head again, as if he was feeling sorry for Wang Qingyu. He turned around and smiled at Wang Yuanbao and said, "Master Wang is here to seek immortal arts!"

“That’s right!”

Wang Yuanbao hurriedly bowed and said, "My mother has passed away for many years. We brothers and sisters miss each other day and night. I heard that Xianchang has the technique of tying souls, which can allow us to see the soul of our mother. Our brothers and sisters especially beg Xianchang to cast spells to fulfill our brothers and sisters' heart of missing our mother."

"Did the portrait of Lingtang and letters during his lifetime need to be used to display immortal arts? Did Wang Dongzhu bring it?"

"Of course I brought it!" Wang Yuanbao hugged a wooden box in his arms.

Wei Shifang smiled, his eyes flashed through Wang Qingyu's chest, and then gently stroked his long white beard and said, "In addition, it will cost a little more..."

Before Wei Shi's side could offer, Wang Yuanbao immediately waved his hand, and the two followers carried into a box. They opened the box, which was filled with yellow gold ingots, shining with the light of wealth.

"This is six hundred taels of gold, which is a little gift from my brother and sister to the immortals!"

With Wang Yuanbao's net worth, although they paid twice the price than others, for Wei Shi's side, these six hundred taels of gold were still far from enough.

On the one hand, it is certainly because Wang Yuanbao is the richest man in Chang'an, and Wei Shifang did not kill him a lot of money. I'm sorry for the title of "richest man".

On the other hand, someone in Luoyang put huge pressure on him, asking him to get 100,000 guan in two months, and Wang Yuanbao's arrival was just right.

However, Wei Shi's side had his own way to ask Wang Yuanbao to pay for the money, so he didn't have to ask him immediately. He immediately enthusiastically invited Wang Yuanbao to his soul-summoning room for baptism of immortal arts.

Before leaving, the hot eyes peeled Wang Qingyu from head to toe again, as if Wang Qingyu was already the lamb he was slaughtered.

Only Wang Qingyu and her close maid were left in the guest room. Wang Qingyu was drinking tea slowly. She was a woman and was extremely sensitive. Wei Shifang's eyes were too hot when he saw her, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, the little maid said softly, Wang Qingyu turned around and was stunned. Li Zhen stood behind him and looked at him with a smile.

For some reason, her heart suddenly felt relieved, and Li Zhen's appearance made her feel a little safe.

"You...why are you here?"

Wang Qingyu couldn't control the surprise in her heart. Two bright red glows appeared on her face, and her eyes were brighter than usual.

"When I left, I forgot to say goodbye to Miss Wang, so I came here to say something more." Li Zhen said with a smile.

Of course, Wang Qingyu knew why he wanted to leave. He must have heard his brother's words. His brother's words were too much and must have hurt his self-esteem.

She sighed and said in a low voice: "But my thoughts are different from my brother."

"I know!" Li Zhen smiled slightly, "That's why I came to see the girl."

"You..." Wang Qingyu didn't know what to say. Although Li Zhen's accidental appearance made her very happy, it also puzzled her. What was he doing here?

Li Zhen seemed to understand Wang Qingyu's thoughts and smiled faintly: "There is a problem with this Taoist temple. I advise the girl not to accept the so-called immortal arts. In fact, I will do his soul-losing skills."

Li Zhen thought about it all night and had figured out the secret of Wei Shi's soul-losing magic. He must have used medicine, such as putting the medicine in an incense burner and combining it with strong hints to make the other party hallucinate. Wei Shi's prescription itself is an alchemist, and he refined this medicine.

Of course, it is impossible to succeed every time. For example, the killed rich man in Chang'an failed, so the other party refused to pay, so they killed a warning to him, forcing the unsuccessful rich man to pay the money obediently.

As long as he gets the medicine from Wei Shi's prescription, Li Zhen can also perform the soul-breaking technique, which will reveal the secret of Wei Shi's prescription.

"Why do you know how to do immortal arts?" Wang Qingyu asked in confusion.

Li Zhen shook his head, "This is not a fairy technique, this is actually his scam to make money."

"Cause!" Wang Qingyu was stunned.

At this moment, footsteps came from the yard. Two followers came back with Wang Yuanbao. His face was extremely pale and in a semi-coma state. Wang Qingyu hurriedly met him, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Two young and beautiful Taoist nuns walked outside, and one of them smiled and said, "Miss Wang, don't worry, everyone who accepts the magic of soul-losing is like this. Since it is soul contact, it will definitely be different from ordinary people. If you have a good sleep, you will return to normal."

Li Zhen quickly stepped forward and opened Wang Yuanbao's eyelids. He saw his pupils divergent, which was a reaction that was extremely stimulating.

At this time, two young Taoist nuns surrounded Wang Qingyu, laughing and said, "Below is Miss Wang who has accepted the magic of immortality. Please follow us!"

Wang Qingyu looked at Li Zhen uneasyly. Li Zhen pondered for a moment and nodded and said, "I'll go with the girl!"

With Li Zhen accompanying him, Wang Qingyu was a little calmer and said to the two Taoist nuns: "Okay!"

The two Taoist nuns were tasked with taking Wang Qingyu to the Yangdan Tower. As for Li Zhen to be dealt with, they only glared at Li Zhen fiercely.

"Miss Wang, please follow us!"

The two took Wang Qingyu to the inner courtyard and walked for a while. Wang Qingyu felt something was wrong and asked, "My brother was heading east just now, why am I heading west?"

"The girl doesn't know that there is a difference between men and women in the soul-hiding technique. It's just because of the difference in yin and yang. The man is in the outer alchemy room, while the woman must be in the yang building. This has been the practice for several years, and there will be no mistakes!"

Wang Qingyu looked at Li Zhen again, Li Zhen nodded. Wang Qingyu bit her lips gently and had to continue following the two female Taoist priests.

She had carefully discovered the abnormality of the two female Taoist priests. The two female Taoist priests walked lightly, with a bit of demonic appearance. There was still unwiped powder on their necks, and there was a blonde hairpin on their hair. How could they be a monk?

Wang Qingyu was scared and his pace was getting slower and slower. He saw an exquisite three-story building in front of him. Two Taoist priests came from the side and blocked Li Zhen's way.

"Male guests are not allowed to enter!"

Wang Qingyu immediately said anxiously: "He is my personal bodyguard, he must come in with me!"

A female Taoist priest smiled and said, "With my master here, Miss Wang, don't worry about safety. Besides, we have to serve Miss Wang to take a shower and change clothes. It is inconvenient to have a man here!"

Hearing that he had to take a shower and change his clothes, Wang Qingyu became even more worried. She grabbed Li Zhen's arm, fearing that he would leave him.

Of course, Li Zhen would not let Wang Qingyu go in alone. He wanted to protect Wang Qingyu's safety, and at the same time he had to take advantage of this opportunity to get the elixir of Wei Shi's prescription.

Seeing that the other party was well prepared and it was difficult to succeed, Li Zhen sneered and said, "Since that's the case, let's go!"

He pushed away the two female Taoist priests, grabbed Wang Qingyu and walked out with great strides. Wang Qingyu was frightened and followed Li Zhen quickly.

At this time, Wei Shifang's two female disciples were very anxious. If this woman left, the master would not spare them lightly. They immediately shouted anxiously: "Stop them quickly and don't let that woman go!"

More than a dozen Taoist priests rushed out of the buildings on both sides, holding swords and swarming up. Li Zhen drew out the sword and shouted loudly, and the sword stabbed like a storm.

Li Zhen wanted to protect Wang Qingyu, so he acted very ruthlessly and showed no mercy. In just a moment, he stabbed five or six people, and several Taoist priests fell into a pool of blood. The other Taoist priests were so scared that they retreated.

Li Zhen grabbed Wang Qingyu and ran quickly. At this time, Wei Shifang, who was waiting for Wang Qingyu to arrive, saw this scene on the Yangdan Tower. He was angry and anxious, and turned around and rang the Dan Bell fiercely. This was a signal to summon disciples.

More than a hundred disciples of Wei Shi's side quickly came from all directions. They were the real disciples of Wei Shi's side. They followed him for many years without learning immortal arts, but they learned to dance with swords and become his followers.

More than a hundred Taoist priests surrounded them with long swords. At this time, Li Zhen and Wang Qingyu were only fifty steps away from the gate, but they could no longer rush over unless he killed all the Taoist priests who blocked him.

From time to time, a Taoist priest suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to catch Wang Qingyu and drag it away. Wang Qingyu was so scared that he screamed in surprise and kept leaning towards Li Zhen.

Li Zhen hugged Wang Qingyu's shoulder tightly with his left hand and waved his sword to slash at the rude claws. He seemed so violent, roaring loudly, with blue veins on the back of his hand protruding, and his long arms locked her tightly beside him like an iron hoop.

At this time, Wang Qingyu didn't say anything. Although Li Zhen's powerful hand grabbed her arms from time to time, she felt not pain in her heart, but a deep feeling.

He could have thrown away himself, but he did not do so, but protected her without leaving her...

She could feel the unique power of men on his shoulders, giving her a strong sense of support and security, and she could also feel his strong sense of responsibility and promise...
Chapter completed!