After hearing Leng Qingshi's words, Xue Mu nodded with emotion: "Brother Leng, thank you for solving the problem."

Leng Qingshi thought that it had touched Xue Mu, after all, that was also a person who was destined to have a group of children. He carefully tentatively said: "What I just said is based on the intention of the leader of Xue..."

Xue Mu smiled slightly: "I wouldn't have intervened in the dispute between the Six Doors and the Natural Door."

Leng Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something, but Xue Mu said, "But Leng, since your father means this, do you know what the ending will lead to when you stand in front of me?"

"Eh?" Monk Leng Qingshi Zhanger was confused. Just as he was about to ask, his lower back hurt slightly and was already being held back by a sharp weapon.

Leng Qingshi immediately showed Ye Guying's name. The woman was sitting with her smile in the living room just now. She didn't know when she came out, but she turned her back on her face. He did not lose her face and said calmly: "What is the intention of Alliance Leader Xue?"

"What you just told me is nothing more than the fact that your lips are gone and your teeth are cold. The court has suppressed the right path, and one day it will be my turn to the Six Path Alliance."

"Isn't it?"

"Yes. But before that, your theory of losing your lips and cold teeth should be said to other sects of the righteous path."

Leng Qingshi's color changed slightly.

"You will want to reconcile the right path, share the same anger and resist pressure together. The problem is that I, Xue Mu, don't want you to do this. At present, having a strong group outside will not benefit the situation, and will only fall into endless disputes."

"Then what's the use of your sneak attack on me?"

"Because I know that your father is looking for Wentian and Yuanzhong. With you here, he will probably calm down."

"You fucked me and I was feeling the same way you heard it just now. Is it actually messing with me?"

"I was very moved and then rejected him. Isn't this a routine routine? Brother Leng reads too little."

Leng Qingshi was amused and crying, but he didn't feel much malice in Xue Mu. He just sighed: "You can actually play with this hostage-hijacking and threatening your family... Where did the justice man who was the people of Yizhou go before?"

"The art returns to the art, the Tao returns to the art." Xue Mu said calmly: "Xue was born in the Demon Sect and never taboos on using minor techniques. The Xian father and son may have forgotten this. Let's go, Brother Leng, please drink."

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Xuantian Sect.

Deep in the clouds and mountains, white mists, snow is floating like trunks, gently swaying, cranes dancing in the sky, elks wandering in the snow, and the sound of flowing water leads to the fairyland on earth.

There are three people walking slowly in the fairyland, one monk, one Taoist and one vulgar, all of whom are bamboo sticks and straw shoes, leisurely and freely, like a noble man in the mountain, transcendent outside the world.

When we arrived at the pavilion by the cliff, the ice and snow in the pavilion did not accumulate, and there was already a slight flow of water. The sunset in the sky was brilliant, and the white mountains and rivers were slightly red and beautiful.

"It's spring coming." Wentian Daoren looked at the sunset and said leisurely: "This season reminds me of a poem."

Leng Zhuyuan Zhong both looked at each other. They had been intimate with each other and had many tricks, but they talked about poetry for the first time. It can be seen that Xue Mu's poem "Ding Fengbo" did have a great influence on the atmosphere of Xuantian Sect, and even Wentian had such elegance. However, Leng Zhu and Yuan Zhong did not feel abrupt. This feeling and scene were like poetry.

Leng Zhu also had to admit that he was inevitably influenced by Xue Mu. Xue Mu's presence was too strong, and even the things he did were repeatedly studied. Various literary and artistic works were easy to enter. As they were studied, many people really liked them.

Yuan Zhong said, "Brother Dao remembers He Shi? Does Xue Mu give you "Ding Fengbo"?"

"No." Wentian said: "There is no snow left in the winding ridges in the idle garden, and the flowing water and the mountains are falling in the sky."

Yuan Zhong smiled and said, "Brother Dao actually reads "Dream of Red Mansions". That lewd and thief rolling around in the world is the most stubborn, but it really doesn't look like something you can watch."

Wentian glanced at him and said, "How do you know this lewd thief? You know that the words come from the Red Mansion, I'm afraid I'm watching them more carefully than me."

"I can't help if I don't read it carefully. I thought it was a Buddhist worshiper, but the more I read it, the less I felt. Especially after Luzhou Daily wrote a "New Explanation of Journey to the West" and "Background Analysis of Journey to the West". All Buddhist conspiracy theories emerged, making everyone's eyes look at us very strange."

Ask the sky and laughed.

Yuan Zhong said again: "Since Xue Mu's poem about snow in the red building, I'll have a poem with me."

Leng Zhu said: "Which other poem can you tell? Isn't it just that you can see through and escape into a monk and be obsessed with giving up your life?"

Wen Tianyuan Zhong looked at each other: "So you can watch too..."

Leng Zhu smiled and said nothing.

"I'm not talking about this poem." Yuan Zhong said leisurely: "I enter the world and pick up the red snow, and leave the fragrance of dust and cut the purple clouds. Alas, who is sorry for the thinness of the poem, and the moss on the clothes is still stained with the moss of the Buddha's courtyard. No matter how Xue Mu views my Buddhism or whether it is a shame, his Buddhist nature and Zen mind cannot be faked."

"Son of Heavenly Dao, you say that it is called Zen heart, but I say that it is Dao fate." Wentian smiled and turned to Leng Zhu: "Does Brother Leng have a poem? Or did the sentence just now count?"

Leng Zhu was silent for a moment and said lightly: "If it was the one just now, then I'll take another sentence."

"Which sentence?"

"Revenge is not light, separation and reunion are all determined before."

Yuan Zhongqi said: "Hey, do you also talk about cause and effect?"

Leng Zhu smiled bitterly: "I'll talk about it now."

Wen Tianyuan Zhong looked at each other and said nothing.

The three of them gathered here today, just to discuss their future direction. Xue Mu is of course their theme, even the poems are also.

Leng Zhu cheered up slightly and said, "What's going on now is not my natural sect's difficulties. I think your life is similar. According to what the master said just now, Luzhou's propaganda offensive has affected your Buddhist foundation."

"Yes." Yuan Zhong said lightly: "Although I have not seen the truth, there will be problems in the long run. I believe that the Taoist style in Xuanzhou is similar..."

Wentian Xiaoxiao: "It's almost the same."

"What do you think of Brother Dao?" Leng Zhu said directly: "Xue Mu's resources at hand are as powerful as we can predict. It can be said that literary can dig up roots and martial can destroy the family. If he sits on this and is defeated by him, there will be no sign of Xuan Tian Wujiu in the world in the future."

Yuan Zhong said: "So what does donor cold mean?"

"Why can Xue Mu establish the Six Path Alliance, why can't we establish the righteous Path Alliance?" Leng Zhu said: "I would like to ask Brother Tiandao as the leader of the alliance, what do you think of Brother Dao?"

Wentian looked at the sunset in the sky and slowly said, "Alliance, who is Lianlian? His intentions have been destroyed long ago. Wenjian Qixuan is almost Xue Mu's outer house. Xue Qingqiu is still in the desert sand. You Lianhai Tian Pavilion? Has Zheng Yezhi's murderer attacked and killed?"

"So what if you kill Zheng Yezhi? This is not a question we should pay attention to." Leng Zhu paused and said, "Besides, I ask the Sword Sect, there is also the Supreme Emperor."

Wentian didn't speak, and Yuan Zhong didn't speak. Their expressions looked like they were lacking in interest, and they seemed not interested in Leng Zhu's proposal at all.

"When I was in Beijing, I told Mo Xuexin that if you are so confined to the rules and regulations and look back, Xue Mu will no longer be able to control it sooner or later. Now, it not only proves that my prediction was completely correct, but even Mo Xuexin himself has become his personal favor..." Leng Zhu complained and said, "Where are you, you should continue to look like you are born and watch Xue Mu sweep by then?"

"It's not that we are heartless." Wen Tian sighed and said slowly: "Xue Mu used the emperor's order to spread all over the world, digging the eyes of the Eight Desolate Blood Spirit Array, and digging in according to the direction he pointed out. Each of them is true. Xujing this array has been arranged for a long time, and it will be impossible to be destroyed in such a way. Xue Mu has a gap with your natural sect. If you don't take advantage of the general situation and take advantage of the situation, we will use this time to form an alliance to deal with him... The old Taoist will not do this."

Leng Zhu frowned and asked Yuan Zhong, "Master thinks so too?"

"Amitabha." Yuan Zhong said with all his strength: "If you sow this evil cause, you will not be free from faults. The poem Leng donor just now is quite interesting, so you might as well savor it."

Leng Zhu shook her head and said, "It's not that I don't know, but I'm just thinking about the future situation. Could it be that you really don't care?"

Yuan Zhong smiled: "All behaviors are all dreams and bubbles. I am afraid that those who do not act may not encounter that situation, but the worried donor Leng will encounter it first. This is called counterproductive."

Leng Zhu snorted coldly: "Why am I afraid?"

"Report!" A disciple of Xuantian Sect hurried up the mountain and said anxiously: "Xingyue Sect Xuantian Branch sent someone to send a message, saying that Xue Mu had something to hand it to the Lord Leng of the Natural Sect, saying that Sect Leng would not go home again, Leng Qingshi would not be able to go home."

The cold bamboo is as stupid as a wooden chicken.

Almost at the same time, Mo Xuexin approached Xue Mu: "Ask Elder Du of the Sword Sect visit, bringing news about Tianji Ice Field."
Chapter completed!