Chapter 714: Backfire

After hearing Leng Qingshi's words, Xue Mu nodded with emotion, "Brother Leng, thank you for your confusion."
Leng Qingshi thought it impressed Xue Mu, after all, he was also a person destined to have children. He carefully tentatively said: "The thing just said, in the meaning of League Master Xue..."
Xue Mu smiled slightly: "I would never get involved in the dispute between the six doors and the natural door."
Leng Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief, just about to say something, but listened to Xue Mu said: "But brother Leng, since your father meant this, do you know what the outcome will be if you stand in front of me?"
"Huh?" Monk Zhang Er Leng Qingshi couldn't figure it out. When he was about to ask, he felt a slight pain in his lower back, and he was resisted by a sharp weapon.
Leng Qingshi immediately gave Ye Guying's name. The woman was still waiting in the living room to sit with a smile, and she didn't know when she would come out. He didn't lose his face, and said with a sullen face: "What does League Master Xue mean?"
"The truth you told me just now is nothing more than a horror of lips and teeth. The court has suppressed the right way, and one day it will be my turn to the Alliance of Six Ways."
"Is not it?"
"Yes. But before that, your theory of lip death and tooth coldness should be addressed to other sects of the right way."
Cold bluestone has a slight color change.
"You will want to rectify the right way, join forces, and resist pressure. The problem is that Xue Mu, I don’t want you to do this. At present, having a strong group outside does not do any good to the situation and will only fall into Restless wrangling."
"Then what's the use of your sneak attack on me?"
"Because I know, your father is looking for Wentian and Yuanzhong. With you here, he will definitely stop."
"You had a look on your face just now, but you're actually playing me?"
"Very touched, and then rejected him. This is not a regular routine? Brother Leng read too little."
Leng Qingshi couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't feel Xue Mu's maliciousness. He just sighed: "You will also play hostages threatening your family...Where is the righteous man for the people of Yizhou?"
"Skills return to the way, the way to the road." Xue Mu calmly said: "Xue was born in a demon sect and never shy away from using side tricks. Maybe the Xian father and son have forgotten this. Let's go, Brother Leng, please drink."
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Xuan Tianzong.
In the depths of the cloud mountains, white mist haze, the snow is like a flock, lightly rising, there are cranes dancing lightly in the sky, the elk wandering in the snow, and the sound of running water is a fairyland on earth.
There are three people walking slowly in the fairyland, one monk and one vulgar. They are all bamboo sticks and mango shoes. They are leisurely, like a master in the mountains, detached from the world.
When you arrive at the pavilion on the edge of the cliff, there is no ice and snow in the pavilion, and there is already a gradual flow. The sky is brilliant at sunset, and the white mountains and rivers are slightly reddish, beautiful and magnificent.
"Spring is about to start." Taoist Wentian looked at the sunset and said leisurely: "This season reminds me of a poem."
Leng Zhuyuan Zhong is looking sideways. They make friends and have more opportunities to talk about poetry, but it is unprecedented to talk about poetry. It can be seen that Xue Mu's initial failure of "Ding Fengbo" did have a great impact on the atmosphere of Xuan Tianzong, and even asked Tian. With such elegance. However, Lengzhu and Yuanzhong don't feel abrupt, and this situation is like poetry.
Leng Zhu also had to admit that he was inevitably influenced by Xue Mu. Xue Mu's sense of existence is too strong, and even the things he does have been repeatedly studied. Various literary and artistic works are inherently easy to get into. After studying and researching, many people really love it themselves.
Yuan Zhong said: "Brother Dao remembered what poem? Did Xue Mu give you the "Ding Fengbo"?"
"No." Wentian said leisurely: "There is no more snow on the curving threshold of the leisure court, and there is sunset on the flowing water and empty mountains."
Yuan Zhong rubbed his palm and smiled: "Brother Dao is still watching "Dream of Red Mansions". That lewd thief, a piece of red dust, is the most stubborn, but it's really not something you can watch."
Asking the sky squinted at him and said: "How do you know this lewd thief? Anything you know comes from the Red Mansion, I'm afraid it is more careful than me."
"You can’t do anything if you don’t read it carefully. Journey to the West, I thought it was a Buddhist worship, but the more I read it, the more it became unpleasant. Especially the Luzhou Daily published an article "New Explanation of Journey to the West" and "Background Analysis of Journey to the West". Conspiracy theories have all come up, making everyone look at us with weird eyes."
Asking God laughed.
Yuan Zhong said again: "It's Xue Mu's red mansion chanting poems, so let Lao Na share one with it."
Leng Zhu said: "Which one can you say, is it just to see through the empty door, and obsessively kill?"
Ask Tian Yuanzhong to look sideways: "So you watched it too..."
Leng Zhu smiled and said nothing.
"I'm not talking about this one." Yuan Zhong said in a leisurely way: "Entering the world coldly picks the red snow, leaves the dust and cuts the purple clouds, oh who cherishes the poem with thin shoulders, and the clothes are still covered with Buddhist moss. No matter Xue Mu What do you think of me, Buddhism, is it overcast for Lao Na? In short, his Buddha-nature Zen mind cannot be faked."
"Son of the Tao of Heaven, you say it is called Zen mind, but I say that it is Taoism." Wentian smiled and turned to Leng Zhu: "Does Leng brother have poems? Or does the sentence just now count?"
Leng Zhu was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "If it's the one just now, let me take another sentence."
"Which sentence?"
"The retribution of injustice is not light, and the separation and aggregation are all predetermined."
Yuan Zhong said strangely: "Hey, do you also talk about cause and effect?"
Leng Zhu smiled bitterly: "I'm talking about now."
Asked Tian Yuanzhong to look at each other and didn't say anything.
The three of them gathered here today to discuss the way forward. Of course, Xue Mu was their subject, even the poem.
Leng Zhu cheered up slightly, and said, "What's going on now is not that I am naturally difficult. I think the two of them are similar in their lives. Listening to what the master said just now, the Luzhou propaganda offensive has affected your Buddhist foundation."
"Yes." Yuan Zhong said lightly: "Although it is not true, there will be problems in the long run. Presumably the Taoist style of Xuanzhou is similar..."
Qiaotian smiled: "It's almost the same."
"What do you think of Brother Dao?" Leng Zhu said directly, "Xue Mu's resources are beyond the limit we can predict. It can be said that Wen can dig roots and martial can destroy the door. If you sit back and watch this, he will defeat them individually, and the world will be in the future. There is no longer the banner of Xuantian Wugui."
Yuan Zhong said: "So what does the cold donor mean?"
"Xue Mu is able to form the Alliance of Six Ways, why can't we form the Alliance of Right Ways?" Leng Zhu said, "Leng Mou is willing to ask Brother Tiandao as the leader, what about Brother Dao?"
Wentian looked at the sunset in the sky, and slowly said: "Alliance, who to join? The heart died prematurely, Wenjian Qixuan is almost like Xue Mu's house, Xue Qingqiu is still in the desert, you Lianhai Tiange? Killed Zheng Yezhi Murderer?"
"What about killing Zheng Yezhi? This is not a problem we should be concerned about." Leng Zhu paused, and then said: "Besides, ask Jianzong if there is a Supreme Emperor."
Wentian didn't speak, Yuan Zhong didn't speak, the expressions of the two looked at a loss of interest, and they seemed not interested in Leng Zhu's proposal at all.
"I told Mo Xuexin when I was in Beijing. No one can control Xue Mu sooner or later if I am so constrained by the rules. Now, not only has it proved that my prediction was completely correct, but even Mo Xuexin himself has become him. My favorite..." Leng Zhu spit out, and then said: "Why do you guys continue to be born in this world? Sit and watch when Xue Mu swept over him?"
"It's not that we are heartless." Wentian sighed, and slowly said: "Xue Mu borrowed the emperor's order to spread all over the world, digging out the eyes of the Eight Desolate Blood Spirit Array, digging in according to the direction he pointed, each It’s all true. I don’t know how long this array has been set up, there must be something behind it, and it’s impossible to be destroyed by this one. Xue Mu has a gap with your natural door, so don’t take advantage of the general situation to attack your natural door. It’s for the sake of not wanting to make a fuss. Instead, we used this time to form an alliance to deal with him... this matter is not the same."
Leng Zhu frowned and asked Yuan Zhong, "Master thinks so too?"
"Amitabha Buddha." Yuan Zhong said together: "You can't be blameless for planting this evil cause. The poem Leng Shizhu just now is quite interesting, so you might as well try it again."
Leng Zhu shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just think about the future situation and I will inevitably worry about it. Could it be that you really don't care?"
Yuan Zhong smiled and said, "Everything that can be done is dreamless. Lao Na is afraid that what we do not do may not meet that situation, but the worried cold donor will meet first. This is counterproductive."
Leng Zhu coldly snorted: "Why am I afraid?"
"Report!" A disciple of Xuantianzong hurried up the mountain and said anxiously: "Xingyuezong Xuantianfen rudder sent a letter, saying that Xue Mu had something to pass to Sect Master Leng of the Natural Gate, saying that Sect Master Leng would not go home again, Leng Qingshi I can't go home."
The cold bamboo is dumbfounded.
Almost at the same time, Mo Xuexin approached Xue Mu: "Ask the elder Du of Jianzong for a visit, bringing news of the Celestial Ice Field."
Xue Mu looked at the Leng Qingshi who was blocked from drinking boring wine, and stood up: "I know, maybe I can't even stay at the Spring Festival."