"How come a damn Quanzhen Longmen, a group of leading parties, weren't caught by Genghis Khan? I was wondering if I actually made up such a fake thing to deceive people. It would be normal to say that Leifa has something to do with the Southern Jindan Sect. Is it related to TM's Quanzhen Sect? " Wen Fei cursed.

This guy has short green hair, and looks mediocre and can't even recognize him. He is also wearing a T-shirt with a cartoon beauty, wearing colorful beach pants underneath, and dressed in a otakus silk.

Last time I finally got a set of it online. The secret of the Five Thunder Technique of Shenxiao was practiced for half a month. It was best to know that this set of things was actually the masterpiece of a dragon priest during the Republic of China. I was so angry that I cursed it.

Sure enough, the professional ones are different. Even Wen Fei, a super enthusiast, did not see that it was fake. Not only did it have the magical method of changing the scenery and transforming the gods, but it even had the Fire Law of Deng Tianjun**. In theory, there was no flaw in it. As expected, he was a professional Taoist priest. If he made a fake, he could simply make the real one.

Speaking of which, although Wen Fei is a otakus, the things he is obsessed with are different from ordinary otakus. They are not those two-dimensional cartoon beauties, nor are they love action movies in some island country. But those magical Taoism.

Fu Shuo cursed the Taoist priest surnamed Wang for a while, and cursed the ancestors of the Longmen Sect from Qiu Changchun to now. He still felt a little scared. This thunder method lacked a lot of things in the internal energy cultivation. To be precise, he randomly supplemented the authentic products that were missing from the pages. He supplemented the Tiangang Gong of Zhengyi Sect in the Thunder Method, and it was just a method of the luck of the Tiangang Gong.

After all, I am not a Taoist sect, and I know too little about the historical anecdotes in the Taoist sect. I am so fooled by this evil and I will be wrong if I can't continue practicing.

He cursed for a while and slowly calmed down. It was unpaid for delaying his own practice for these trashing things.

The feet are shoulder-width, stand in parallel with the toes, the body is upright, and the lower abdomen is relaxed; raise your hands to your chest, open your fingers slightly, and embrace it into a semicircle. The mouth seems to be open and closed, breathe naturally with your nose, and your buttocks seem to sit but not sit. This is the Tai Chi round stance.

This is the entry-level stance technique of Tai Chi. Wen Fei has been standing this stance technique for almost ten years since he was a child. Now that he stands up, his whole body is relaxed and natural, as if he is really holding a big ball.

When the qi and blood slowly calmed down, Wen Fei lit three sandalwood that he bought for a lot of money and lit it. After all, after more than ten years of long-term meditation exercise, he quickly calmed down and began to perform routine visualization.

This is an ordinary bedroom, about a dozen square meters, with a bed filled with messy things such as clothes, and a computer desk and a computer that is on. It is not the Taoist temple quiet room as imagined, but just a sloppy bedroom of an ordinary otakus.

Wen Fei sat upright on the bed, put a small table in front of him, lit three sandalwood, and emitted a quiet and peaceful fragrance.

I don’t know if it was because I just vented, but this time I was very quiet. I heard the crackling sounds like fried beans in my ears, and then I suddenly felt like I was floating up.

Wen Fei was still a little scared when he encountered this situation for the first time. But now he is familiar with the road and lets himself float up. As he floats, he seems to be pressing on the ceiling and can't get out.

Wen Fei was not anxious and remained in a state. He didn't know how long it took. His body suddenly shook and broke through the ceiling that blocked him and came outside. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw himself lying on the bed, looking at everything in the house from an angle in mid-air.

A trace of smoke from burning sandalwood set off himself, slowly revealing a human-shaped outline. If someone else was in the room and saw such a scene, he might scream "Ghost!" and then snatch the door and escape. But there was only Wen Fei himself here, and he was already familiar with this situation. There was nothing else, this is the so-called ghosts leaving the body.

A body with a despicable smile and a faint sandalwood smoke quietly penetrated into the wall. Without any obstacles, he came to a house next door.

This is a commercial house in the community. This wall is the main wall. Next door is another house, to be precise, another unit, so naturally another family lives. To be precise, one person lives, a young and beautiful woman, twenty-four or five years old. It should be a mistress who is a rich man hiding a golden house.

The boudoir of a single woman, and the boudoir of a beautiful single woman, you can imagine what Wen Fei can do when he walks in?

This community is not a luxury community, and it has been built for at least ten years. For example, Wen Fei’s home is a bit old. However, the inside of this house is different. It can be said that it is a golden and jadeite, which is inconsistent with the appearance of this old community.

The decoration is very comfortable and elegant, with an American style, lazy and comfortable, with even thick blankets on the ground, and there is a bar in the small entrance hall where you enter the entrance, which contains a lot of good wine. Unfortunately, Wen Fei didn't know much about these.

Tonight, the beautiful mistress was obviously not there. The darkness made Wen Fei a little disappointed, and the house seemed to be cleaned up. At least it was thrown around the ground before, and the stockings and T-shaped small inner lost on the sofa water dispenser were gone. He just looked around, but did not notice the cameras installed in the hidden corner of the wall.

In a house not far away, the beautiful mistress who Wen Fei often went to welfare was nervously huddled in the arms of a fat man in his thirties and shouted: "Master, Master. Look, that ghost is really coming out..."

The man of that successful group of people also swallowed his saliva with difficulty, feeling that the worldview he had developed for decades was gradually collapsed in front of him. Although logically speaking, he should be a firm xxxx warrior, he would rather believe that some of them believed in Feng Shui and other things. Moreover, the picture displayed on the display screen in front of him made him feel the urgency between his legs for a while.
Chapter completed!