It seems that if Murong Chunyu says he wants to go east, then they, the eight sects, will follow him. If Murong Chunyu says he wants to go west, then they, the eight sects, will follow him.
It's really hard to be like this, left and right.
A full hour and a half passed, and I finally changed three sentences in total.
And now it actually stopped at the third sentence. Master Kongjing stood there glumly.
Master Kongjing frowned slowly when he heard Fu Fang, the leader of Qingshan Sect, say this.
He murmured: "The bright moon and the great river flow through the ages? The bright moon and the great river flow through the ages..."
The Seven Chongzhen Sages standing on the left and right sides of Master Kongjing heard Master Kongjing reciting this, and immediately asked in unison: "Is it true?"
Unexpectedly, before Master Kongjing could speak, Fu Fang blurted out: "Nine times out of ten it must be fake!"
Murong Chunyu looked deeply at Master Kongjing, guessing that Master Kongjing was trying to figure out whether this sentence was true or false.
Anyway, Murong Chunyu had already made up his mind to tease these people, so he could delay it as long as he could.
At that moment, he stood up suddenly, stretched out his fair hand, pointed at Fu Fang and shouted sternly: "Bold and wild bet, I am innocent and pure. Now that I think of this sentence, how can it be false?"
"Is it possible that you want to accuse this girl of deliberately writing falsehoods? You really deserve to die, it's hateful!"
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of the Tianquan Sect and the disciples of the Wuling Sect all turned to look at Fu Fang.
Fu Fang snorted coldly and said: "Tell you, what you wrote about the bright moon and the river flows through the ages. Whether it is true or false, you can tell it in your own heart!"
Murong Chunyu immediately shrugged and said in a cold voice: "Identify your mother, identify her!"
Fu Fang might not have heard this sentence, so he turned to look at Master Kongjing. Even Zhao Rui could tell that Fu Fang could no longer bear his temper.
"What is going on, right or wrong!"
Fu Fang roared at Master Kong Jing.
Master Kongjing suddenly turned around, stared at Murong Chunyu, and said categorically: "Master Murong, I advise you to stop playing tricks in front of me. If you dare to do this again, believe it or not, I will lead these people within an hour.
The heroes and heroes will completely raze this cave of your Tianquan Sect to the ground!"
As soon as Master Kongjing said these words, Murong Chunyu's heart suddenly shook.
Murong Chunyu thought to himself: You, old bald donkey, really deserve to die, your eyes will go blind sooner or later!
At the moment, he said this: "There are always some omissions that are inevitable, and they can be corrected. There is no need to rush!"
Murong Chunyu put the words down here and then continued to sit in front of the stone table.
I was overjoyed and thought: Hehe! Such a trivial sentence is only eight words. It would take two sticks of incense to say it. If it goes on like this, it will be an article of more than 10,000 words.
The original text of the scripture will be delayed until five days and five nights!
Murong Chunyu pretended to be worried, gently and slowly turning the brush in his hand, and said thoughtfully: "Ouch! What on earth is this?"
Master Kongjing and the Seven Chongzhen Sages looked at Murong Chunyu coldly, and no one dared to say anything.