"Actually, in my opinion, if Qiu Wen wants to be the best in the world, just give it to him."
In the west hall of the old Taoist temple of Xianling Temple, You Mengchang, who rushed back after receiving the news, rarely participated in a gathering of people. He stood and talked without pain in his back, and behaved very generously and without fighting against the world.
Lu Zijin was having a good time with Old Man You a few days ago. Hearing this, he slapped the desk and sang the dissent and choked out: "It's like that little guy Qiu Wen. When he's weak, he keeps his voice low and dormant, but once he gains power, he immediately becomes arrogant. Arrogant and domineering, look at the rhetoric he used to publicly challenge him. He even said such nonsense as "Sichen Sichen has no moral integrity" and other nonsense that confuses right and wrong. Even if Fang Bailan admits defeat, he is afraid that he will kill everyone, so why give in? How can we let it happen?"
Tu Kun flipped the flywheel in his hand and said with dissatisfaction: "Old man You, you can't increase your prestige by increasing others' prestige. If you don't want to go, just stay in the sect and guard the house. We don't care what Qiu Wen's abilities are, we will definitely go and help Zhu'er. I won't help you, not to mention that guy is unreasonable. In my opinion, I don't want to talk to him about any rules. I will seize the opportunity to fight and kill him in a group fight, not giving him a chance to unite the hearts of Nanyuan Continent.
"The guys from Nanyuan Continent are afraid of power but not moral. If they are strong, they will be bandits. If they are weak, they will be humble and have no regard for kindness. Don't use the Eastern Continent to argue with them. If you force them, they will be convinced. It's that simple. "
He has a strong say in the customs and customs of Nanyuan Continent. It was for this reason that he chose to hone his killing skills in Nanyuan Continent.
Yang Shuilan had heard about Old Man You's insidiousness, and when she saw Old Man You sneered and stopped talking, she guessed that Old Man You had deliberately said something sarcastic to stimulate the morale of a few people. She turned to the viewer and said, "Master, when are we going to go there?" Western Continent?”
"Today, Mr. You and I will go ahead. Shui Lan, you and Lu Zi will wait for a few days before setting off. Protector Tu will set off the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival and go directly to Dongyue Island. The chief of the mountain, Senior Sister Yue, and Qiu He will stay with the sect. Are you all there? Any objection?"
Zhang Wenfeng smiled, glanced at the people sitting there, and directly announced the mission.
He is the backbone of the sect. Every time something big happens and everyone disagrees, he is the one who makes the decision.
"yes!"
"As you command!"
Several people handed it over without any objection.
Only Old Man You looked left and right and chuckled, seemingly undecided. The sky was as clear as blue and the mountains were as clear as wash.
Zhang Wenfeng sat cross-legged on Fu He's broad back, soaring high in the sky, heading west unhurriedly. You Mengchang sat opposite, and the two drank tea and chatted, discussing the profound topic of "No. 1 in the world".
"Is my smooth escape from the danger of the collapse of the Yanyuan Secret Realm related to Qiu Wen's promotion to the sixth level a few years ago, reaching the first level in strength, and invisibly stealing the care of Heavenly Dao from me?" Zhang Wenfeng raised the topic.
"Yes, so Qiu Wen is a good person who helps him in times of need, and he is also willing to bear the infamy."
You Mengchang admired a certain guy who wanted to die very much and said: "He has advanced to the sixth level. If he continues to practice in a low-key manner and survives until the end of the spiritual energy surge, there will definitely be no problem in ascending to the upper world, and maybe he can find a good job." Go somewhere and be reused by the upper realm sect.”
Zhang Wenfeng looked at the old man who pretended to be inscrutable, smiled to satisfy the other man's vanity in front of him, and asked: "Why do you say that?" He really didn't know what was said in it.
"Each upper realm has to govern countless lower realms. Patrol realms use magic weapons to observe the lower realms. The appearance of sixth-level monks is like the faint light of fireflies in the dark night, which can attract their attention. Of course, you are an exception. Your double merit canopy comes with it. Light. As long as the first person to advance to the sixth level can ascend to the upper world alive, he must be outstanding, and the major sects in the upper world will definitely be competing for him."
You Mengchang explained with a smile.
Many rules, both explicit and implicit, were set down more than five thousand years ago. After many years, changes have occurred, prosperity has changed, and it is normal for the younger generations not to know about it. There are so many books, and in just five hundred years, there are several monks who want to break through.
Spend your limited time in endless piles of old papers?
"You mean to say that Qiu Wen's challenge to Fang Bailan after so many years may be due to God's care, intentionally or unintentionally, that he has to face the test of his own heart? Even he himself didn't notice anything wrong."
Zhang Wenfeng found some other meaning in his mouth and asked with a smile.
"Who knows, it could be that the kid is so inflated that he forgets everything and his pride is causing trouble."
You Mengchang said it perfunctorily, he would not waste energy on irrelevant things. In his words, it was none of his business.
Someone could steal Heavenly Dao's attention without anyone noticing, and he wanted to burn incense to express his gratitude. Even if Taoist Zhang advanced to the sixth level and became the first in terms of strength, it would not matter. Two would not be three, and he would be able to sit back and relax in the lower realm from now on.
Of course, the trouble in the sky... we'll talk about it later. There must be a way to reach the mountain, and the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge.
Luck monks blessed by the canopy of double merits will not die young so easily.
If others want to take advantage of Taoist Zhang, beware of invisible backlash.
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. There is never any simple advantage in the world.
The two rushed to the Wenzhai Academy in the Western Continent and were ceremoniously received by a group of fourth-level monks headed by Fang Fang Academy Master. Zhang Guanzhu's reputation was second only to Fang Bailan's. This time, Zhang Guanzhu came to help immediately.
Fist, everyone in the academy burst into tears of gratitude.
"What, Junior Sister Zhu'er and Fellow Daoist Fang both went into seclusion?"
"Yes, when the ancestor was in retreat the day before yesterday, he left an oral message, saying that Guanzhu Zhang and a group of friends are coming, please stay here first, and wait for her to come out of the retreat on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Then we will go to Dongyue Island to meet Qiu Wen."
Fang Fang bit the last four words very hard.
You Mengchang smiled and said: "Since Fellow Daoist Fang said this, we are relieved and will wait for her."
He was guessing that Fang Bailan's remaining blow power was probably very important, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say such domineering and revealing words with full confidence.
This time he was lucky enough to watch Fang Bailan's moves.
Zhang Wenfeng and You Mengchang stayed in the Yingbinfeng guest house of Wenzhai Academy. Zhang Wenfeng sent a message to Rong Shuzhi, Chen Qingqiao, Zhou Fushi, He Guangjun, Chen Shouzhong, Fa Yuan and others in the east mainland, inviting them to come to the Mid-Autumn Festival on the Mid-Autumn Festival.
On the eve of the eve, I checked in and waited in Dongyue Daofang City. On this day and night, we participated in the grand event and sent a message to Lu Changyuan, Gu Qingrong and others in the vast mainland.
There are casually seventeen or eight fifth-level masters participating in the upcoming event, not counting the fifth-level masters from the Western Continent.
He wants to use his absolute advantage to quench the restless hearts of some monks in Nanyuan Continent like a ladle of ice water.
Let them understand the situation clearly. Times have changed. Don't be shameless. Zhang Wenfeng gently stroked the outside of his left arm with his right hand. He used the secret method of blood refining to hide the sword in his arm, and used his own essence and blood energy to nourish the natal wooden sword.
For decades, at unforeseen circumstances, he would pull out his natal sword from his flesh and blood, maximize the sword's magical power, and give old man Qiu Wen a hard blow.