Chapter 268 Blood Control and Fox Tricks After walking around the courtyard, we returned to the place where the yellow-robed monk was performing magic. However, it was only then that Master Fan saw that the tree that was lush and leafy and full of plums just now had returned to its original state, and the snow-white plum blossoms that covered the ground had disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared. Just now, most people followed the prince and his party and continued forward. I don’t know how many people saw the process of it changing back to its original state. It really is a trick... Master Fan sighed in his heart, turned his head slightly, and said to Lin Jue: "Half a year ago, I took a boat to the cave of the Crocodile Dragon King and saw the scene after the battle between you and the demon king. Flowers were blooming everywhere. I guess you also have similar magic skills, right?" "It will be the same." "My friend, that flower hasn't wilted in a few days." “Those are real flowers.” "What a magical power..." Taoist Fan sighed, and then said, "I didn't think much of this tree before. It just bloomed and had lush branches and leaves. Now it seems a bit abrupt and monotonous. Why don't you use some magical power to make the plum blossoms bloom again?"
"It's possible, but not necessary." Lin Jue shook his head. "This is wintersweet. It's already the twelfth lunar month. It will naturally bloom in a few days." "I see……" Master Fan was still thoughtful. The prince and his entourage in front walked to the other side, and the three of them followed them there. Today, there are indeed many strange people performing magic skills here, and some of them are indeed quite good, but after seeing them all, Lin Jue is a little disappointed. It's not that I look down on it, but that I haven't achieved my goal. The reason he came here today was naturally not to broaden his horizons and gain knowledge, but because he had heard that there were many extraordinary people in the Juxian Mansion, and he wanted to come and see if there were any skills that suited him. If so, he could ask for advice and exchange ideas with them. When three people walk together, there must be a teacher among them. But at this point, I haven’t found a suitable one. Either it’s useless to me, or it’s difficult to learn. Lin Jue himself is not a person who "must be very useful to himself before learning a spell". He has also been influenced by his seventh senior brother. If he can learn the skill of commanding insects to deploy troops and formations, then when he is older, he can go to a mountain village and sit under a tree at the entrance of the village to tease the naughty children in the village. Wouldn't it be interesting? But he now knows too many spells. There is no shortage of this kind. For example, the magic show of the yellow-robed monk blooming and scattering leaves should also be a good one in the theatrical art. If it were in the past, Lin Jue would certainly be willing to learn it, but now his desire 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 forest, whether chasing, escaping, or hurrying, it is always faster than a human, and sometimes it can save a magic speed pill. However, this method needs to be learned from elementary school, and Lin Jue has passed the time. This is where disappointment arises. I heard that there is someone in the Juxian Mansion who has the ability to travel a thousand miles a day, but he cannot be seen. "Ugh……"
As Lin Jue was feeling regretful, a white shadow flashed beside him and the fox jumped back to him. "Where have you been?" Lin Jue lowered his head and stared at it and asked. The fox just looked up and glanced at him, without answering. It just stretched its neck and looked forward. There was another chaotic noise ahead. Because there were so many people around, I couldn't see the scene there. I could only hear people cheering and applauding, and sometimes I could hear a cry of surprise as if it was a bit thrilling. Suddenly, I saw a flash of light in the air. It was the bright blade of a sword reflecting the sunlight, and it disappeared in an instant. It seemed to have a little bit of blood in it. "Ok?" Lin Jue immediately became interested. The prince and his entourage had already walked past. In the middle was a middle-aged Taoist of ordinary build, with star-shaped eyebrows and sword-like eyes, and his facial features were quite righteous. He was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, with several flying knives surrounding him, which were automatically spinning and dancing in the air. The middle-aged Taoist did not chant any spells, but just stared at the flying knives with his sharp eyes, controlling them to whistle in the air: sometimes they circled around him, as if forming a knife formation, sometimes they struck in the air, as if an invisible person was controlling them to fight, making a series of clinking sounds, and sometimes they flew dangerously in front of the crowd, causing a cry of surprise, and scaring everyone to step back slightly. An exclamation and a step back are often followed by loud cheers and applause. “Good skills!” "I wonder how it compares to the tiger that Mr. An turned into..." "What a great spell!" “It takes a lot of effort!” The onlookers, who were in the Juxian Mansion, were well aware of the art of supporting each other and were not stingy with their praise. Seeing the surprised looks of the people around him and hearing these flattering words, the middle-aged Taoist remained calm and said in a deep voice: "This skill of mine is called the Art of Controlling Objects. It is an orthodox Taoist magic that can control everything in the world with the mind. I am best at controlling swords. With a thought in my mind, a sword will come down from the sky, and thousands of swords will fly at the same time. No matter what demons and monsters see it, they will retreat in fear!" Then he saw the prince coming over, and the middle-aged Taoist became even more excited and showed off his skills. The flying knife flew in the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Several times, the flying knives flew past the onlookers in a more thrilling manner, letting them know how fast and sharp the flying knives were, allowing them to truly feel the power of their own skills, and also allowing them to feel their skillful control over the flying knives like their arms. Even the guards around the prince were very nervous about this. They protected the prince tightly in the middle and stared at the flying knife in the air. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..." The prince's face turned red, but he pushed aside the guards and took the initiative to step forward: "I have heard of the name of Taoist Master Tao. He has been in Juxian Mansion for several years. Moreover, the person I am here to visit today is the extraordinary master of Dajiang. Who should I be so cautious for?" He paused and looked at the steps beside him: "Master Fan is still behind us."
When everyone around him heard this, they all felt that the prince had some courage. The middle-aged Taoist priest performed even more enthusiastically. However, he had no intention of hurting the prince, but the prince was a little dizzy from drinking three cups of wine in a row, and his steps became unsteady, and he stumbled forward. A flying knife circled the crowd and was about to fly there! Many guards were shocked and stepped forward. The middle-aged Taoist's expression suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but add hand movements to the flying knife, which could originally be controlled by his mind, and swung it vigorously. "brush!" The flying knife turned rapidly, the tip of the knife slightly raised, and shot diagonally to the other side. Now standing there were two Taoists, and a warrior holding a sword standing beside them. People who practice Taoism fear this kind of attack the most. This middle-aged Taoist priest is quite capable. The flying knife came fast and fast. The shot was aimed at Lin Jue's face. Although Lin Jue was a cultivator, he had already seen this man, his magic spells and flying knives, so he was naturally prepared. However, his reaction was not as good as the warriors around him. I saw Luo Gong raised the scabbard - With a clang, the brass wrapped around the end of the scabbard hit the tip of the knife, instantly sending it flying upwards. In the blink of an eye, no one knew how high it had flown. When everyone turned their eyes over, they saw Lin Jue with a calm expression, and Fan Tianshi who was calm and composed. A warrior wearing a bamboo hat and holding a long sword stretched out his hand forward with his palm spread out, and the flying knife fell right into his hand. It was a flying knife about one foot long, like a dagger, with a sharp blade and a mysterious symbol painted in blood on one side. Everyone exclaimed again. The guards around the prince all looked at the warrior with a sword with serious eyes or dull expressions. Experts see the details, while laymen see the excitement. Just like they saw so many magic skills before, but didn't know how mysterious and powerful they were. At this moment, everyone around him exclaimed and cheered for the warrior's skill. Only they could see how amazing and rare the warrior's skill was. At this time, the younger Taoist had already taken the flying knife, held it in his hand, and examined it carefully. "I see……" There was some surprise and some joy in Lin Jue's eyes. The fox turned its head and stared at him again, its eyes still the same as before, clear and meaningful. "Daoyou's knife." The moment Lin Jue touched the blood essence, he felt the throbbing in his heart. He was satisfied with that, so he threw the flying knife forward, and the flying knife spun and flew towards the middle-aged Taoist priest, reminding him at the same time: "Although this spell is powerful, it is somewhat dangerous. Even if it can be used for performances, you should be careful when performing it. It would be bad if you hurt someone." The middle-aged Taoist was still in shock, but he breathed a sigh of relief. With a thought, the flying knife stopped in the air.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for the reminder." After the middle-aged Taoist finished speaking, he quickly looked at the prince and said, "Your Highness, are you frightened?" "Nothing." "I am guilty." "Don't blame the Taoist priest..." The two people continued their conversation. Most people's eyes turned back to that side, only a few guards were still looking at Luo Gong, probably out of admiration from the warriors. Lin Jue asked Master Fan who was beside him: "Who is this fellow Taoist?" "This Taoist friend's surname is Tao, and most people call him Taoist Master Tao. He is good at the art of controlling objects." Fan Tianshi glanced at Lin Jue and said calmly, "If Taoist friend and he have a mutual understanding, I can invite him to our courtyard and have a detailed discussion. I think he will not refuse me face." "..." Lin Jue thought about it. Although he probably already had this magic, he still owed him a favor and it would be okay to get to know him. So he said: "If I have time, I would like to visit him." "You are new to the capital and you are unfamiliar with the roads and people. I can be a middleman for you." "That's great." Lin Jue said sincerely, "Thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Fan." "a piece of cake." Master Fan was also somewhat happy but he didn't show it. At this moment, Lin Jue discovered that the fox beside him had run away again, and there were some noisy noises nearby. Following the sound, I saw that it was two young men who, for some unknown reason, started fighting in the courtyard of Juxian Mansion on the day when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince arrived. "You rascal! Why don't you pay me back?" "How dare the monster bully me!" "I am going to kill you!" The two men shouted loudly, their faces flushed, and their clothes were torn. Someone quickly stepped forward to separate the fight. When I asked people around me why they were arguing, no one knew the reason. They just said that they had been together before, talking and laughing, and somehow they started arguing and then fighting. Listening carefully to their words, I felt that something was not right. It's like being possessed by an evil spirit. There was only a white fox standing on a branch of a nearby willow tree, stretching its neck and staring at them with curiosity. He turned his head again and looked at Lin Jue. Invite him to watch it together.
(End of this chapter)