Eight hundred and eighty-first chapter Taoist Wrath
Seeing Lin Ze's happy face, Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but feel a bit of toothache and said, "What if junior brother guesses wrong?"
Lin Ze was silent for a while, then sighed and said: "If it is wrong, junior brother will admit it. Anyway, destiny is fought for by the Dao Palace. Since the teacher and all the senior brothers don't care, why should junior brother be stupid and risk his life?"
"But if you guess correctly and don't solve the hidden danger in time, how can the junior brother live up to the teacher's cultivation and expectations?"
Zhuang Zhou said angrily: "Okay, I will be the villain. Anyway, Senior Brother, I already have a lot of things that I don't like, so I don't care about one more thing."
"If this matter is really his own initiative, the teacher will definitely impose an extremely severe punishment, and he may not have the time to target me by then."
Lin Ze cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother, when you go back to meet the teacher, you can mention this matter calmly and try to avoid getting caught up in it."
Zhuang Zhou waved his hand and said: "This is all useless. Junior brother, please remember, no matter whether you guess right or wrong about this matter, no matter what the outcome is, you still owe me a favor."
"If junior brother achieves anything in the future, he must do his best and agree to my request."
Lin Ze looked solemn and said: "As long as senior brother can take this matter down without affecting me, what's a request within his power?"
Zhuang Zhou said with a serious face: "Junior brother, I swear in the name of the great road."
Lin Ze didn't hesitate at all, and immediately connected with his own path and made an oath according to Zhuang Zhou's words.
When Zhuang Zhou saw this, he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable and said calmly: "Junior brother, please wait for my good news."
After saying that, he took off on the wind and disappeared.
Lin Ze looked at Zhuang Zhou's leaving figure and sighed slightly. He hoped that it was just as he guessed, it was Xuandu who made his own decision. He hoped that Zhuang Zhou could move out the great god Dao Sheng and take away the brat Xuandu.
Half of the luck absorbed by the Western Qin Dynasty was taken away by the Dao Palace, and the rest was not enough to support him alone. How could he let others use it to heal his wounds?
Lin Ze felt that unless his head was kicked by a donkey, he would not be able to endure such a thing.
Let alone fellow disciples, don't even think about Lin Ze's closest relatives.
While discussing with Zhuang Zhou, Lin Ze had already made up his mind: Even if he couldn't persuade Zhuang Zhou to take action, he would take the risk and go to the Dao Palace.
Just as Lin Ze was thinking wildly, Wu Fan rushed back, bowed and said: "Return to the king, your senior brother has settled down, and the butler is waiting on you every step of the way."
Lin Ze affirmed: "You did a good job in this matter, and you will be rewarded later."
Wu Fan quickly said: "This is what I should do. I just heard that the king of the country was discussing with the two immortals about sending troops. How should I deal with the envoys from Chu and Han next?"
"Do you need me to collect more information so that the king can choose an alliance?"
Lin Ze replied directly: "Continue to delay time, and I have no intention of forming an alliance with any party."
Wu Fan was stunned when he heard this, and said tactfully: "If we don't form an alliance, the king will not be able to obtain enough benefits no matter which side he sends troops to help Chu and Han."
Lin Ze chuckled and said: "That's not necessarily the case. As long as you reveal it, Xi Qin will beat anyone who doesn't give you benefits. In this way, Chu and Han will naturally give you benefits."
Wu Fan smiled bitterly and said: "Although this method is good, it can only be used for a short time. The envoys of Chu and Han are not fools. They have used it too much and they all know that it is a scam. How can they be willing to give benefits?"
Lin Ze said calmly: "This is a world where the strong are respected. As long as Western Qin shows its unparalleled strength, there will be no need to worry about no one benefiting from it."
"You don't have to worry too much about this. Someone will come looking for you later."
Wu Fan thought for a moment and said with a confused look on his face: "I still don't understand which side the king intends to help Chu and Han."
Lin Ze waved his hand and said: "I am not going to help either side. Don't forget that besides Chu, Han and Western Qin, there is another country in the world called South Vietnam."
"There is a lot of copper in Nanyun Province. Since we have to send troops to join the battlefield, why not take this opportunity to take it back."
Wu Fan immediately bowed and responded: "The king is wise."
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Taoist palace, back mountain.
The Taoist sage sat cross-legged on the grass and meditated as usual. Not far away, a green cow was gnawing on the grass.
Zhuang Zhou's ethereal figure stopped a few feet in front of the Taoist sage, bowed and said, "Disciple Zhuang Zhou, pay your respects to the teacher."
Dao Sheng slowly opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Why are you back?"
Zhuang Zhou bowed and said: "Reporting to the teacher, I encountered a strange thing and thought something was wrong, so I came here to report it to the teacher."
The Taoist Saint asked calmly: "What's the matter?"
Zhuang Zhou said in a deep voice: "A quarter of an hour ago, senior brother suddenly went to Chang'an and said that he was ordered by the teacher to use the luck of the Western Qin Dynasty to heal his injuries."
"As far as the disciple knows, the teacher has great expectations for Xi Qin, and it is impossible to issue this order, so he rushed to the Dao Palace to report the matter to the teacher."
Zhuang Zhou never thought of mentioning this matter quietly, but said it directly.
Dao Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly and his tone was slightly cold: "What did you say? Xuan wanted to borrow the luck of the Western Qin Dynasty to heal his injuries? Who gave him the courage?"
The Taoist sage's tone was not serious, but Zhuang Zhou felt that the temperature of the entire back mountain suddenly dropped a lot.
Zhuang Zhou lowered his head and said: "This matter is absolutely true. Teacher will know it once he investigates it."
There was no expression on Taoist Saint's face, and he asked in a deep voice: "Where is Xuandu at this time?"
"Chang'an, in my junior brother's residence." Zhuang Zhou responded quickly.
"Tell him to come back to see me."
There was so much anger in Tao Sheng's calm tone.
"Forget it, I'll go there myself as a teacher and bring him back."
Zhuang Zhou was stunned when he heard this. He didn't even react. He only felt his eyes blurred. Is there any shadow of the Taoist saint in the back mountain?
As soon as Zhuang Zhou came to his senses, he immediately took advantage of the wind and rushed to Chang'an, following the traces of the Taoist sage.
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Chang'an, Shuhou Mansion.
The Taoist Saint stood in the sky with an indifferent expression and said in a quiet tone: "Where is Xuandu?"
In the Xiyuan of Shuhou Mansion, Xuandu was meditating to heal his wounds. A look of surprise appeared on his face, and then he quickly returned to normal. He came into the air, bowed to the Taoist Saint and said, "Disciple is here."
The Taoist Saint calmly asked: "Who asked you to use the luck of the Western Qin Dynasty to heal your injuries?"
Xuandu was shocked and calmed himself down: "Reporting to the teacher, the disciple did not use the luck of the Western Qin Dynasty to heal his injuries. Is there any misunderstanding?"
The Taoist sage asked again: "My master asked you, who asked you to use the luck of the Western Qin Dynasty to heal your injuries?"
Xuandu glanced at the Shuhou Mansion without moving his expression, and found that one person was missing. He secretly resented in his heart: "Zhuang Zhou, you bastard."
"Aren't you going to say yes?" An extremely dangerous look appeared in Dao Sheng's eyes.