Update time:2013-05-12

This Yong Bowen suddenly appeared, with fog-like black gas coming out of his whole body, a pair of eyes flashing green, identical clothes, and holding a wine glass in his hand, but the look on his face was sinister, which made him look sad.

Extremely vicious and sinister.

Yong Bowen subconsciously mobilized all his magic power and was on full alert, preparing to take action against himself shrouded in black mist.

However, before he could take action, he suddenly heard two crisp sounds, and the Yong Bowen shrouded in black mist suddenly disappeared.

Then I heard Bering Hai's voice next to my ears, "Master Yongda, I have offended you so much just now, I'll do it right here first!"

He was still sitting at the table, with Bering Hai standing in front of him, and Su Huanzhang and Bao Zhengguo sitting on both sides. The world was peaceful and the atmosphere was harmonious. Both Su and Bao were smiling, and seemed quite satisfied with Bering Hai's general understanding.

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Yong Bowen calmed down and saw that Bering Hai drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. He didn't want to let others find fault. He also raised the glass and drank the less than half of the glass of wine.

Bering Hai finished the wine in the glass and turned it upside down to indicate that there was no more wine left. He smiled at Yong Bowen and turned back to his seat. This last smile was quite natural, but there was a little bit of pride in the smile, and he didn't know why.

What reason.

What happened just now?

Illusion, or magic?

Yong Bowen subconsciously looked at Su Huanzhang and Bao Zhengguo. They were not far away, chatting and laughing with the people at the table nearby, seemingly unaware of anything.

But the scene just now was so real that it couldn't be an illusion!

As a mage, the most important thing is to have firm confidence in yourself, especially on the spiritual level.

Not to mention the fights and duels between magicians, which are mysterious and abnormal, and there are many evil tricks, especially illusions, which are hard to guard against. If you can't keep your mind steady at all times and ensure the stability of the spiritual level, the backlash during practice alone is enough to make the magician.

Lost most of his life.

Although Yong Bowen did not have any guidance from famous teachers, he has been practicing since he was a child, and he still practices authentic Taoist magic. The most important thing is to have a pure mind and a calm nature. It is absolutely impossible to have hallucinations and feel nothing.

It was obvious that someone had cast some kind of spell just now, for some unknown purpose.

Could it be the Bering Sea?

There were only three people around him: Bering Hai, Su Huanzhang and Bao Zhengguo. Naturally, Bering Hai was the most suspicious.

No matter who cast the spell, if he cast the spell on Yong Bowen, the guest of honor, on this occasion, once he was discovered and exposed, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous. At least Chi Guoguo would slap Su Huanzhang in the face, even if it was a backer like Bering Hai.

Even the second generation ancestor couldn't bear it.

If you still insist on casting spells like this, then there must be an important purpose, and it cannot be done in a flash.

Yong Bowen secretly used magic to self-examine his body and found nothing, but he was still worried that he had been tricked. He turned to Pan Hanyi who was sitting at the table next to him - this table was the highest level of the association. Even if Yong Bowen was ignorant, he would not

So that the staff around him could sit at this table, so Pan Hanyi could only choose a table next to him and sit down. Fortunately, it was not far away. If anything happened, he could respond in time - winking and pretending to be upset.

Looking drunk, he stood up unsteadily and went to the bathroom.

As a subordinate, when Pan Hanyi saw his boss like this, he naturally hurried up and helped Yong Bowen. No one suspected that the two of them entered the bathroom. Yong Bowen used the Six-Ear Heavenly Listening Technique to look around and confirm the surroundings.

No one was there, so he took the time to tell Pan Hanyi what had just happened. After Pan Hanyi heard this, he first used magic to conduct a detailed exploration of Yong Bowen's body. The result was the same as Yong Bowen's self-examination, and there was no secret magic.

Pan Hanyi breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment and said: "I have heard of a spell before, which can summon the darkest and evil side of a person's heart and attack him, just like a mirror. He can know all the spells you know, and

It will not be killed. The only solution is to kill the caster, then the summoned shadow will disappear naturally. The summoned shadow seems to be somewhat similar to what you just said, but it takes such a big risk to cast the spell.

After summoning it, why did it disappear without any action? Su Huanzhang and Bao Zhengguo are both considered masters, so there is no way they could not have seen it!" They were also puzzled for a moment.

The banquet was not over yet, and time did not allow the two of them to think about it slowly. In the end, Pan Hanyi had no choice but to propose to raise the alert level and send two teams over to guard the area around the banquet hotel for tight control to prevent any unexpected events.

While Yong Bowen and Pan Hanyi were still suspicious, in a room on a cruise ship on the river about two kilometers away from the association campus, an instrument was rapidly receiving some kind of encrypted signal.

On the circular platform in the center of the room, a life-size three-dimensional virtual image was quickly formed. He was in a suit and leather shoes, well-dressed, holding a wine glass, covered in black smoke, and with a gloomy expression. It was the dark version of Yong Bowen!

Several laptops have been set up around the platform. The virtual image of the dark version of Yong Bowen is slowly rotating on the screen of each computer. Various numerical values ​​​​flash quickly beside the avatar, forming something like The Matrix.

Such a huge flow of values.

In such a sci-fi scene, the people who operate the computers are young people wearing green cloth gowns, with short hair, round-mouthed black cloth shoes, and the cuffs rolled up, revealing the white lining underneath. The image is like something from modern times.

In the play, the servant-like door of the mansion that he walked out of was juxtaposed with this very sci-fi scene, which was seriously inconsistent.

The old man in a green cloth gown with a goatee was watching the data flow on the computer screen attentively, and right behind him, on the sofa against the wall, sat a young man with thin eyebrows and thin lips, and a pale face, no more than 20 years old.

Despite his age, he was wearing a suit and looked particularly eye-catching among the green cloth gowns in a room.

"This data seems inaccurate! Yong Bowen can become the Great Heavenly Master of Zihui at such an age. Even with the help of Yu Chengshi, he cannot be too weak. Otherwise, how could he escape alive from the Battle of Japan?

Go! But looking at the data analysis, it is clear that he is at the level of a second-rate master. If it were an ordinary young man, it would make sense, but when it comes to Yong Bowen, it doesn't make sense."

The old man with the goatee carefully observed the analyzed data. Although he didn't look back, he was obviously speaking to the young man on the sofa in the corner of the room.

The young man with a mean face gently shook the goblet filled with blood-like red wine in his hand, and said lightly: "What's so strange about this? There are so many people who can't live up to their reputation. This Yong

During the period when the blog post appeared, I have collected all the information. I can be sure that he is not famous for his personal combat ability. This data is consistent with this statement..." He glanced at the screen and took the cup.
Chapter completed!