While speaking, Wen Mengyue couldn't help but tremble all over.
She closed her eyes and tried her best to remain calm, and asked the person in the darkness: "Could it be that the man named Qin said something bad about me again? Bu Taixu, you don't believe me? If I had known this, I shouldn't have spent my energy in the first place.
, to give birth to an heir for you!"
After saying this, she remembered that among the geniuses who were kidnapped by Bu Taixu, she was the only one left alive.
A light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes. The light was dim and dancing. The dark room was illuminated by the light, and Wen Mengyue relaxed slightly.
Under the dim light, Bu Taixu's handsome face was reflected.
His jade-white fingertips fiddled with the wick that had absorbed enough spiritual essence, and he curled his lips and said with a sarcastic smile: "You have never regretted it? Then you can tell me, what's going on with Wen Zongsi?"
Looking at the face in the light that was 80% similar to Wen Zongyi's, with memories swirling, Wen Mengyue added a bit of ridicule without realizing it, and said: "What else could it be?"
Catching the cold light passing through Bu Taixu's eyes, Wen Mengyue's last words were choked in his throat.
Which man in the world can endure being covered by a green cloud?
Wen Mengyue consciously said Hutu's words, and immediately defended herself: "Wen Zongyi refused to obey the discipline, I was helpless, and I didn't dare to disturb the retreat, so I came up with this policy."
She didn't tell lies.
Wen Zongyi's evil son wanted to tie the Wen family and the Guiyi sect on the same rope.
The disciples of the Guiyi sect are withering away. It is just like the Clay Bodhisattva crossing the river. If Tingfeng Pavilion comes to attack the Wen family nearby, how can the trickle of Yangzhou extinguish the raging flames in front of us?
What's more, she has already paved a bright road for the Wen family to associate with Tingfeng Pavilion.
"Your Majesty wants to take the Wen family into your pocket without spending a single soldier. Whether the head of the Wen family respects your bloodline or not, it doesn't actually matter."
As Wen Mengyue spoke, she glanced at Bu Taixu secretly, and said in a resentful tone: "Besides, Wen Zongsi is dead. Even if you say that he is not my biological son, but my adopted nephew, your Majesty will not believe it." If Wen Zongsi hadn't died, she really wouldn't have dared to come to Bu Taixu.
There is currently no evidence, and even though Bu Taixu has the power to reach heaven, he still cannot be sure whether his head is green or not.
Bu Taixu was silent for a moment, then walked forward slowly, lifted up Wen Meng Yue's black hair from her temples and sniffed it, like a lover deeply in love.
Wen Mengyue knew his temper well, and her heart tightened, and she did not dare to act rashly.
Sure enough, there was a pain on my forehead, and a stream of spiritual consciousness forcefully broke into the sea of consciousness, and after an instant of intersection, it withdrew and left.
Wen Mengyue panted slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she put her arms around Bu Taixu's neck, and breathed out like a blue: "Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty!"
If you can practice together with the yin and yang of Bu Taixu in the late Mahayana period, you will surely be able to break through the realm of refining the void from the peak of spiritual transformation very soon.
Once she breaks through the Void Refining Stage, she can live for more than two thousand years.
For the sake of longevity, just treat it like being bitten by a dog again.
Wen Mengyue closed her eyes and kissed her red lips, but Bu Taixu showed no mercy and threw her against the wall. Ignoring the dull sound of the back of her head colliding with the wall, he laughed and said: "Cultivation is stagnant.
Your life is about to end, and the Wen family has changed owners. Do you still want me to be your furnace?"
Wen Mengyue covered the back of her head, the blush on her cheeks still lingering. She wanted to say more, but she heard Bu Taixu say coldly: "Wen Mengyue, don't be so smart."
After saying that, Bu Taixu rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the darkroom, leaving only the dim yellow lamp on the table.
Wen Mengyue followed closely. The scene in the darkroom changed. Where are the doors and windows?
The entire darkroom was sealed by the formation.
She was imprisoned.
……
As soon as Bu Taixu stepped out of the darkroom, he saw his subordinate coming over carrying a birdcage.
The monk walked three feet away from Bu Taixu, knelt on one knee, presented the birdcage, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is Mrs. Wen's granddaughter, Wen Caiwei."
Bu Taixu glanced at his consciousness and was slightly surprised: "It's actually a chaotic spiritual root!"
He waved his hand to unlock Wen Caiwei, released her from the birdcage, and asked in a friendly voice: "At such a young age, I have already cultivated the Nascent Soul, yes, yes. Have you ever become a disciple?"
Chaos spirits are simply rare. Wen Caiwei is only in her early twenties. She has already cultivated Nascent Soul and has a calm aura. She is a good seedling.
If she had never become a disciple, for Wen Mengyue's sake, he wouldn't mind accepting her as a disciple.
If she had been a master before, she would probably not mind starting her practice again and having a Mahayana monk as her master.
Wen Caiwei couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the face of the "honored one" clearly.
This one is so similar to my uncle. They were both carefully crafted by Empress Nuwa.
Didn’t you say that the appearance of the Supreme Elder of Tingfeng Pavilion is very casual?
While Wen Caiwei was stunned, the monk on the side introduced her like she was taking credit: "Your Majesty, she is the true disciple of Lin Yige of the Guiyi Sect."
Bu Taixu paused for a moment, stopped smiling, twitched his hand and said, "Did I ask you this? You're talking too much!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the monk's chin was completely blown away, leaving only the upper half of his face.
The strange thing is that not a drop of blood was spilled in the process.
The monk seemed not to be aware of the pain, and did not utter a single cry. He just rolled and crawled to pick up his chin and retreated silently.
Wen Caiwei had never seen such a thing since she entered Taoism, and couldn't help but wince.
After reacting, he immediately raised his hands and saluted, saying: "Wen Caiwei, the eighth generation true disciple of the Guiyi Sect, has met... met your Majesty!"
Bu Taixu waved his hand casually, stared at her and asked, "Is your master Lin Yige?"
Wen Caiwei nodded and replied: "It's Uncle Feng, the head master, who accepted me as his disciple on behalf of the master."
Looking at the frail girl, Bu Taixu looked gloomy and asked after a long time: "How is Master Feng?"
Wen Caiwei sighed solemnly and said hesitantly: "Uncle Master... Master Feng, everything is fine."
It’s just that I can’t suppress my cultivation.
She was just telling the truth. As for what this Your Majesty understood, it had nothing to do with her.
Bu Taixu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "I cannot neglect the master of Yige Sword Immortal. Qin Mu, please arrange for Little Friend Wen to stay in the guest house so that you can entertain him well."
Only then did Wen Caiwei know that the older male cultivator who had recovered as before was called Qin Mu.
……
When Lin Yige and Wen Zongyi arrived at the gate of Tingfeng Pavilion, Heide happened to circle around the Funiu Mountain Cave.
Several people met once during the Tianjiao War on Wuling Island.
After exchanging pleasantries, we got down to business.
Heide glanced at the gold-lacquered inscription, shook his head and sighed: "I can't break the formation, I'm afraid I will be ashamed of Little Friend Wen."
Wen Zongyi smiled and said: "Since we can't break through this mountain-protecting formation, then we can just submit the invitation directly."
Lin Yige took out a Thousand Miles Communication Note and said, "Wait a minute, I'll send a message."
There are specialties in the art industry.
Fourth senior brother Yu Wei is the best at breaking formations and is suitable for strong attacks.
She thought for a moment, then took out another Thousand Miles Communication Talisman and said, "I'll send another message."
Lu Jiu's innate ability to teleport through the void is suitable for sneak attacks, so it's useless if you don't use it.
Wen Zongyi's mouth twitched slightly, and he took out a piece of sound transmission jade talisman and crushed it into pieces.
Head looked left and right, grinning with a row of sharp teeth, and asked: "How about... I also call a few friends to help?"