After Chen Daoxuan sat down, Meng Jun handed him a cup of tea, while Qin Yu sat aside.

Before Chen Daoxuan could drink tea, Qin Yu grabbed the tea and took a sip, glanced at Meng Jun before handing the tea to Chen Daoxuan.

"I tried it, I didn't take medicine, you can drink it."

Meng Jun didn't care about this behavior at all. Chen Daoxuan put the tea aside and had no intention of drinking it.

Mengjun adjusted tea by herself, and the tea set out a long track in the air. She said, "You little guy is really interesting."

"Who is the little guy?" Qin Yu was displeased and wrapped her arms around her chest! She looked at Meng Jun and said, "You don't even look at how high you are."

Indeed, Meng Jun, who looks like this, is just a young girl. Although Qin Yu is not old, her physical development is indeed much more mature than her.

Meng Jun was still not happy or angry, "Although I had tampered with your memory before, I came roughly based on everyone's true thoughts. Why did you make a choice that Confucians would make? Are you actually just a Taoist disciple on the surface, but you have always wanted to be a Confucian scholar in your heart?"

When Meng Jun said these words, she kept looking at Chen Daoxuan's eyes seriously, and the latter's eyes were still calm.

Seeing that the other party not only ignored him, Qin Yu stared at Chen Daoxuan. Unhappy, he pulled Chen Daoxuan to his side and turned his body to block Meng Jun's view.

Chen Daoxuan didn't care and replied slowly: "I think that Taoism and Confucianism have similarities. Taoism comes out of troubled times and Confucianism is used in the world. There is basically no difference in the basics, but Taoism pays more attention to an opportunity."

"Taoism not only needs to be inaction, but the truly important action reflects a kind of responsibility in the world, that is, destiny. This is also the sect purpose of Qingcheng Mountain. Of course, it is reasonable to only pay attention to freedom and freedom in a narrow sense."

The Qingcheng Mountain faction has established an iron rule that it is not allowed to participate in the power struggle in the world, but there is also a rule that the disciples in the mountain must go down the mountain to travel every once in a while, kill demons and eliminate some evil spirits in the world.

Especially in times of troubled times or natural disasters, we must help these poor people.

This is also the reason why Qingcheng Mountain can be respected by the immortal cultivation sects on the mountain.

Meng Jun nodded and shook his head, "You should know that these answers are not the answers to the questions I asked."

The answers to these questions are quite concise. Perhaps there is no omission when answering others, but it is still too much different for her, and it is not even answering her questions at all.

Mengjun lifted the teapot and tilted slightly. The light green tea drew a beautiful arc in the air. "White water flows eastward, and the green mountains are there. How much do you realize this way of heaven?"

She didn't listen to anything like Confucianism and Taoism, nor did she take responsibility for the destiny. What she wanted to listen to was the way of heaven, the way of heaven in Chen Daoxuan's heart.

If you just talk about a sense of responsibility, no one can say it, but Chen Daoxuan is different. He is practicing the way of heaven!

I don’t understand why the Heavenly Dao is, but I will be destined to be stuck on the road of cultivation in the future, even affecting his life and worries!

Chen Daoxuan had rare ripples in his heart. He said tremblingly: "The way of heaven is ruthless?"

Meng Jun smiled softly, "So you know, why are you pretending to be stupid?"

Chen Daoxuan fell into an ice cave, and his heart was filled with unprecedented cold and even fear.

Although Qin Yu couldn't understand what the two were saying, she had a close relationship with Chen Daoxuan and immediately saw Chen Daoxuan's strangeness. She had never seen Chen Daoxuan with such a panic look, so that her heart was like a turbulent wave.

She subconsciously covered Chen Daoxuan's hands, but found that Chen Daoxuan's hands were extremely cold!

Chen Daoxuan was alone in a daze as if he had no idea about all the external interference and entered his own state of mind.

Chen Daoxuan, in his mood, sat next to the golden armored divine general, feeling a little disappointed, and was surrounded by the great sword of the pillar.

Chen Daoxuan rarely had doubts. He looked up and asked, "Am I really wrong?"

In the eyes of outsiders, Chen Daoxuan is a very talented cultivator, the pillar of Qingcheng Mountain in the future, and the powerful and powerful person in the cultivation world in the future.

The speed of practice is unprecedented, so that it is now in Huiyang realm. In some small sects, they are almost the leader of the same sect, and they can also serve as elders in large sects.

No matter how good people are, they can’t find any fault in their work or in their own way. The elders, sect masters and sect leaders of all sects have a very high opinion of him.

But such a person is now in an unprecedented confusion.

The golden armored general stood with the sword, and was silent for a long time. It seemed that he could not speak.

The answer is actually always in his heart, but he has been avoiding it.

Ask or not, answer or not, have little meaning.

"Stinky Taoist priest, smelly Taoist priest!" Qin Yu shook his arm in front of Chen Daoxuan's eyes and gently shouted his name. Chen Daoxuan came to his senses.

Chen Daoxuan turned his head and looked at Qin Yu with a gentle smile, with a warm smile.

Qin Yu patted his chest and said with relief: "I'm scared to death. I thought you were crazy!"

Meng Jun glanced at Qin Yu and a secret volume appeared out of thin air in his hand, "I think you already have your own answer, so I can't say anything. Since that's the case, I'll leave this book "The Great Sutra of the Response Chapter: Volume 2" left by your master to me."

Few people know Chen Daoxuan’s practice of the way of heaven, and the practice of cultivation is the purest practice of practicing the way of heaven.

In the first volume, he has completed his practice and just raised his realm to the seventh level of heaven. If he wants to improve his realm in the future, he can only rely on the second volume.

Chen Daoxuan took the secret scroll of the martial arts and made a thank-you note.

Meng Jun looked at Qin Yu and said, "Cherish it."

Qin Yu was confused and followed Chen Daoxuan and left the world.

When the two of them walked away, Meng Jun smiled softly, "The way of heaven is a disaster, the Taoist couple is a disaster, the peach blossom is a disaster, and the three disasters are related to each other. Just a little step will lead to the death and the Tao will disappear."

"And your choice is not very good. You have stopped in the realm of formlessness in this life."

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Zhu Zhiwen almost was scared to death by himself when he first entered this place. He just followed Zhang Yuanyi to take a look. He didn't know that he would be specially played in such a game.

Just now, he thought he would never suffer any unforgiving disasters again, so he followed him in and walked around. Who knew that this happened again. He was really exhausted by these strange dreams and didn't want to experience it again.

He looked around and shouted in a low voice: "Is anyone? Let me go out. I'm just a little person. You don't need to put so much effort into me. Let me go out. I don't have anything that the master wants me to pick up. If you ask me to go out, I'll wait for them outside. I'm very obedient and have been called a good baby since I was a child, so I will never make trouble!"

But he called for a long time but no one paid attention to him, and everything around him was silent.

He couldn't bear it anymore and pointed at the sky and cursed: "You immortal lord raised by the pig mother, do you think I don't know you? I am the third prince of Xuanling, please release me quickly, otherwise I will ask my old man to turn your immortal magnificent to be really into a tomb!"

"Who am I provoking whom? You guys play with me like this! I just come in and stroll around! Damn, if you don't let me out, you don't have that much eye for giving birth, you will be infertile all your life, you will be greener eight hundred times, you..."

At this moment, a magic trick flew over, and Zhu Zhiwen's mouth was sealed tightly and could not say a word.

Outside the world, Wen Meng looked at the imperial concubine with anger in her eyes

He said, "You said he is a prince after all, why is he so mean like a rural villager?"

The imperial concubine leaned on Wen Meng's chest and said charmingly: "Don't be angry, it's not worth getting angry with a little guy. It is said that this guy has wandered around the world at a young age. Maybe he learned it from those gangsters in the world. It's normal for him to be awesome."

In the vast world, Meng Jun waved his hand and took off on the spot. This time, he not only couldn't speak, but even wanted to be tied up with his hands and feet.

He floated to Mengjun like a wooden man, falling from the sky, and countless butterflies on the grass were startled.

As soon as the person landed, the magic was also unlocked. He was about to continue cursing, but in a blink of an eye, Meng Jun, who looked like a fairy in front of him, forcibly put the swear words back.

He sorted out his clothes, quickly wiped them with his hands skillfully, stretched out his right hand, and a bright smile appeared on his face, "I don't know the girl's name."

Meng Jun ignored Zhu Zhiwen and said slowly: "Just call me Meng Jun, sit down."

Seeing that the other party had no intention of shaking hands with him, Zhu Zhiwen sat down after a little embarrassed.

But as soon as he sat down, his blood was boiling, and two bright red blood flowed out of his nostrils.

It turned out that I didn't pay attention when I was standing just now. Now that I have sat down, I found that Meng Jun was wearing two thin black thighs, outlining the already seductive jade legs more maturely.

Meng Jun instantly understood and smiled softly, "Among the few people you are the one who is the most disorganized in doing things, hum!"

With a wave of her left hand, Zhu Zhiwen's eyes turned dark and his eyes were blind.

"Ah! My mother, why is it so dark here? Why can't I see it anymore? Let me go out quickly. I will never fantasize about women's legs, I will never go to brothels, I will never cheat on girls' candy, I will never steal dog bones, I will never..." Zhu Zhiwen, who lost his vision, began to shout and took out all his previous foundation.

Who knew that Meng Jun said directly, "I will pull my tongue out for you if I ask you again!"

Be honest in an instant!

Mengjun is very pitiful and cold, and very disgusted with the person in front of him.

Pretending to be erotic, he is actually the most indifferent in his heart. He has never had any feelings for women, just like treating objects. Even the lustful appearance just now is just the expression of a person touching the object he likes.

Pure lustfulness without emotion.

People who are easily moved but cannot escape being abandoned are ronin who cannot be free and easy.

Zhu Zhiwen is the opposite. He never has feelings for him and can truly live in the flowers without touching his body.

He is a natural heart-stealing thief.

It’s not that this guy likes men, but things like men and women love them are basically impossible for him to happen.

But it was just such a person who shouldered the majestic national destiny of Xuanling, and the only ones was the only one in the current emperor Zhu Zhang.

If someone who is proficient in the qi-seeing technique but has a low level of level will definitely be frightened by the person in front of him and will be unable to use the qi-seeing technique for a long time!

Meng Jun slowly spoke: "You are planning to choose this for the battle for the throne?"

Her meaning was just like in a dream, Zhu Zhiwen took the initiative to seek death and gave up the throne.

Zhu Zhiwen opened his eyes wide at this time but couldn't see anything. His pupils shrank slightly and he replied with a smile: "Only the fallen grass and trees are afraid of the beauty's late age. I am not interested in the throne, but the girl is willing to drink a glass of wine with her. What's wrong with her death?"

How could Meng Jun be angry after so many years of practice? She waved her hand and said, "You can do whatever you want, don't bother with these mortal affairs."

Zhu Zhiwen disappeared in an instant and fell in front of Wen Meng.

Wen Meng was holding her chin with one hand and looking at him with a smile, as if she was despising an ant.
Chapter completed!