Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 149 The deadline is approaching
Lin Yige attached a divine sense to the phantom puppet, controlling "Wen Caiwei" and boasted delicately: "Grandmother will definitely miss my uncle's filial piety!"

Wen Zong Yi was drinking tea, when he suddenly heard the blunt and artificial compliment, he almost poured hot tea on himself.

He coughed a few times, suppressed his smile, and suggested, "Why don't I control this puppet?"

If Lin Yige manipulated the puppet to face the old lady above, he would be seen through as soon as he opened his mouth.

Lin Yige frowned, "I think I can control it well! Isn't Caiwei talking like that?"

Isn't that how Caiwei speaks, delicate, soft, and lovable?
Wen Zongyi was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "...you used to think that your paintings were pretty good!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yige immediately put down the teacup and grabbed the Geng Xin sword, "Wen Zongyi, do you want to take my sword?!"

"I'm afraid of you!" Wen Zongyi waved his hands again and again, explaining, "Caiwei never speaks like this in front of me, she knows exactly what kind of nephew and nephew I, the head of the Wen family, need."

"Yuzhou Wenshi, it's really..."

Lin Yige thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable way to say it.

"What happened to the Yuzhou Wen family? If Caiwei hadn't been born in the direct line of the Yuzhou Wen family, if she hadn't been born Linghui early, she wouldn't even live to be ten years old."

After Wen Zongyi finished speaking, he sighed, "Actually, I probably understand what you said. But the whole cultivation world is like this, and it's not just my Yuzhou Wen family?!"

Cultivators in the mountains and seas respect the strong.

Therefore, in order to become stronger, the monks constantly compete for resources, inheritance, skills and other things that can be contested; in order to grow stronger, the big sects keep suppressing the small forces and exhausting the resources of the secret realm.

And the comprehension family, with the same bloodline, was divided into ranks and ranks overnight due to their heaven-ordained cultivation aptitudes, so internal fighting was inevitable.

Before coming into contact with the disciples of the Guiyi sect, Wen Zongyi didn't think there was any problem with respecting the strong in the cultivation world.

It wasn't until he met Lin Yige that he realized that he could still regard the entire sect as reliable companions!
Thinking of this, Wen Zongyi's eyes were full of envy, and he said: "If you really want to say, you should be the ones who are independent of the Guiyi faction, right?"

Lin Yige blinked, feeling baffled.

If a monk spends his mind on foreign objects and fighting, how can he devote himself to improving his own strength?

"The disciples of my Guiyi sect are also divided into outer sect, inner sect, direct disciples and true disciples. They just perform their own duties and get along with each other in harmony. Why do they say that they are independent?"

Wen Zongyi choked, and suddenly remembered that what he was going to say was not this, "Don't talk about this, you should let me control the puppet!"

Lin Yige guided Wen Zongyi to connect his consciousness with the phantom puppet.

She didn't take back the divine sense from "Wen Caiwei", so that she could hear all the conversations between "Wen Caiwei" and Wen Mengyue.

Wen Zongyi controlled "Wen Caiwei" to drink a cup of spiritual tea, and all the changes were the same as those of monks drinking spiritual tea in the normal foundation building period.

"Speaking of which, I saw the photos of the rookie club. At that time, the head leader of the Guiyi faction, 'Liu Fufeng', was probably also a phantom puppet?"

Lin Yige was a little surprised, "You even know this?"

As the acting head of the Guiyi faction, Liu Fufeng has never been arrogant, but anyone who has had contact with him can guess it, right?

Wen Zongyi managed to swallow the words that came to his lips, "...It's not hard to guess, right? I have had several contacts with Liu Fufeng, the acting head of Guiyi faction."

After explaining casually, Wen Zongyi stood up and said, "Then I'll take 'Caiwei' to see Mrs. Wen first, and you wait for me in this waterside pavilion."

Lin Yige nodded casually, and was ready to concentrate on watching Wen Mengyue's plan through the eyes of "Wen Caiwei".

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Wen Zongyi took the "Wen Caiwei" Yujian and flew over Xiong'er Mountain for a while, and then arrived at a secluded courtyard.

He took a deep breath and pushed open the courtyard door.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The courtyard was so quiet that it looked as if no one lived there.

When Wen Zongyi took "Wen Caiwei" into the courtyard, the courtyard door was closed.

The faint smell of blood at the gate of the courtyard suddenly became thicker, and it was also mixed with a trace of rancid smell and the fragrance of many spiritual medicines.

He gritted his teeth, straightened his back and said, "Wen Zongyi, the Patriarch of the Wen Clan, brought Wen Caiwei, the young master of the Wen Clan, to see Mrs. Wen."

After a long time, a clear female voice came from the quiet courtyard: "Oh, you don't even want to say 'mother'."

That voice was as beautiful as an oriole out of the valley, and it couldn't be connected with a female cultivator of more than two thousand years old who was about to die.

Wen Zongyi sneered, "Do you really want to hear me call you that?"

The female voice was silent for a long time before she said: "...all the elders in the family like Wen Caiwei as the young master of the Wen family?"

Wen Zongyi laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter if they like it or not, as long as I like it."

The Wen clan always only cares about cultivation, not about chores.

As long as Wen's internal affairs are peaceful and they can supply the resources and treasures they need, they can choose whomever they like.

Since Wen Zongyi took power, their resource treatment has improved a lot compared to when Wen Mengyue took power.

"You have some discernment. Although she is a girl, she is of Zongsi's blood after all, so she must not be far behind!" There was a tinge of relief in the female voice.

Wen Zongyi frowned, as a woman, shouldn't she be extra friendly to women like Wu Lan or Lin Yige?

I really don't know what Old Madam Wen is thinking, even she herself doesn't like women!

"Old Madam Wen, you were once a girl too."

"Get out of here!" There was a hint of anger in the female voice, "...Wen Caiwei stay here."

Wen Zongyi smiled, turned around and told "Wen Caiwei": "Caiwei, don't make your grandmother angry."

"Wen Caiwei" cupped her hands and said solemnly: "Niece, save it."

Wen Zongyi nodded in satisfaction, and watched "Wen Caiwei" walk into the main hall of the courtyard before turning around and preparing to leave the other courtyard.

He paused, suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked: "Old Madam Wen, why are your nephews silent? Why don't you come to greet me, the patriarch?"

"You still have the face to mention them?! My grandsons are in charge in front of me, what's hindering you, sending them to another hospital?"

Wen Zongyi's eyes were heavy, "Old Madam Wen, my nephews are alive and well, so what's bothering you?! Tiger poison doesn't even eat babies, it's all your blood!"

"Nonsense! They are all alive and well!"

A black and red light flashed, and Wen Zongyi felt an irresistible force coming, and he arrived outside the courtyard gate in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)