Taixuzi sat in front of the stone table, holding in his hand the letter sent by his disciple Mo Zheng.
He has read the letter.
While reporting to him that he was safe, Mo Zheng once again mentioned Ding Hao, who was destined to die, and prayed to Tai Xuzi for help.
Mo Zheng didn't mention a word about the woman named Jiamu.
Tai Xuzi felt very disappointed, his heart was cut by a knife, and it hurt to the bone.
His most beloved disciple, his only disciple, the disciple he expected the most from, was actually alienated from him.
It doesn't matter whether you say he is kind or he doesn't understand the world.
Less than half a year after he came down the mountain, he seemed to have forgotten the responsibilities he had to shoulder.
I forgot that Tai Xuzi entrusted the future of Taoism to him.
Tai Xuzi was well aware of Ding Hao's every move, his plans, and the tricks he used on Mo Zheng.
He didn't stop it, and didn't even send anyone to give his disciple any warning.
In his view, the kind-hearted and cowardly Mo Zheng needs training.
Exercise his character, his tenacity, and his "whimsical" view of the mortal world.
He is not afraid of Mo Zheng falling down and making mistakes. As the only disciple of Tai Xuzi, as long as the Taoist sect is still there and Tai Xuzi is still alive, no one can touch Mo Zheng.
But all the waiting and tolerance have a necessary prerequisite: Don’t strive to put Taoism first, and put Taoism interests as your wealth and life.
But now, what Mo Zheng did was obviously contrary to what Tai Xuzi had imagined.
Mo Zheng, who never lied or concealed anything from him, changed.
He became smarter, but used this little cleverness against his master.
This was the most chilling thing for Tai Xuzi.
He was hunched over, staring blankly into the abyss in the dark night.
He is getting older.
"Lao San, you go down the mountain and get rid of that woman." After a while, Tai Xuzi picked up the letter and smashed it with his hand, turning it into a white mist that floated farther and farther away.
"I don't recommend doing this." A deep voice retorted in the darkness: "Xiao Zheng'er grew up in a Taoist school and has never been in contact with the woman he likes. The boy named Ding set a trap for him and made him fall in love with her.
.”
"If that woman dies, Xiao Zheng'er's estrangement from Daomen will be even greater."
"So, how could he be so determined to help the Taoist sect?"
"Without Mo Zheng, what will happen to this battle for luck?"
"Time is running out, and no one can replace Xiao Zheng'er."
The rich voice sighed: "This matter cannot be urgent. Let me go down the mountain and explain it to Mo Zheng."
"He has a kind heart and a kind heart, and he is emotional and emotional, and he is not completely blinded by beauty."
"I believe he can understand what we are doing. A prodigal son will never be able to change his ways."
Tai Xuzi waved his hand and said: "Mo Zheng is not lacking in reason. What he is lacking is the blood of a man and the responsibilities that a man should bear."
"I asked you to get rid of that woman, but I didn't ask you to do it yourself."
"That girl from Kunlun did a good job. She gave advice to the Ding family and his son, and she plotted on me."
"Obviously it was Junior Brother Jiang who joined forces with Chen Xuanjun to cause trouble for her, but this can lead to Taoism. It doesn't make sense at all."
Taixuzi said angrily: "You, find a smarter disciple to pretend to be from the Kunlun lineage, get rid of that woman and leave some clues for Mo Zheng to find."
"Play with me, this girl Lingxi is a bit young."
"Hey, what do you mean, senior brother?" the rich voice exclaimed, "take advantage of the enemy's tactics and retaliate against the enemy."
"In this way, not only can Xiao Zheng'er escape from the predicament, but it can also arouse the male nature in his heart and actively participate in the battle for luck."
