Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 250 Generous
The sky is getting darker, and the luminous pearls inlaid on the beams and pillars of the water pavilion in the cold pool cast a cool light all over the place.

After watching Ying Xiaoxing leave, Lin Yige asked, "Wen Zongyi, how do you plan to lure Chong Xuanzi?"

According to Chang Geng's opinion, the first thing to do is to arrest a Huanxi Sect disciple who has degenerated into a high-level monster.

However, the disciples of the Huanxi Sect had disappeared long ago, while the old lady Wen, who was most likely to have cultivated the Heaven Swallowing Kung Fu, maintained her spiritual wisdom and did not degenerate into a monster.

Otherwise, just pull out Wen Mengyue's wisp of spirit and trace back to the source.

Wen Zongyi looked at the reflection of the night pearl in his white jade cup, and after a while, he said, "I plan to lift the restraint of Wen Zongsi and my nephews, and put a long line to catch big fish."

Lin Yige reminded: "If Chong Xuanzi has taken away others, Wen Zongsi is no longer his blood. How can we lure him into taking the bait?"

Since the development of Yuzhou Wenshi, it has become the top existence among the second-rate forces.

Even the Nine Great Sects, because the Mahayana monks are under the control of the head of the Guiyi Sect, they can't shrink back. No cultivation force is sure to swallow Yuzhou Wenshi in one go.

Not to mention that the object of the Xuanzi's seizure could not be the core disciples of the nine major sects who have already entered the Tao, and it is more likely to be a newborn baby like Wen Caiwei, born in a cultivation family with abundant innate energy and a promising future.

Most of the core disciples of the nine major sects have taken Zhenling Pills, their minds and souls are stable, and it is not easy to seize their homes. Conspire to seize the resources of the cultivation family for cultivation.

Wen Zongyi pointed to the direction of the other courtyard where Wen Mengyue was located, and said: "Whether Chongxuanzi seizes others or not, he will definitely come to see Mrs. Wen, the old... acquaintance, Wen Zongsi and my nephews are all It is the blood of Old Madam Wen."

He said it implicitly, but Lin Yige understood what he meant.

After Chong Xuanzi seized the house, he would practice Tuntian Kungfu. If there is a concubine like Wen Mengyue who has a high level of cultivation and a large number of blood from the same origin, and can help and nourish each other with the method of dual cultivation, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

The real bait is Wen Mengyue, and Wen Zongsi and his sons are just the fishy smell from the bait, which can make Chong Xuanzi salivate, which is half the battle.

Lin Yige pondered for a moment, then said worriedly: "In this way, wouldn't the entire Yuzhou Wen family be in danger?"

The Wen family in Yuzhou originated from the same ancestor of the Wen family, and more or less descendants of the Wen family have the same origin as Wen Mengyue.

"Until I catch Chongxuanzi, I will not leave Xiong'er Mountain." Wen Zongyi had already considered this point, "I will write to Caiwei later, telling her not to leave the Guiyi faction mountain gate in recent years."

Lin Yige waved his hand and refused: "No need, Caiwei has the blood jade bead amulet given by the Shark King on her body. It's you, don't forget, you are also Wen Mengyue's blood."

"How much I cherish my life!" Wen Zongyi pointed to "All the hardships are rewarding", and said with a smile, "I have no time to attend the Pindan Conference, and I have recalled Wen Boqing to Xiong'er Mountain, and he will attend on his behalf."

Wen Boqing is the first nephew and nephew of the Wen family in Yuzhou who can practice cultivation. He is also the grandson of Wen Mengyue's cousin and the son of Wen Zongyi's third cousin. Now he is the sole manager of the Wen family.

He sighed, shook his head and said: "I hate that Chong Xuanzi, the old thief misled me!"

Those words sounded like gnashing of teeth.

Lin Yige didn't care much, and said: "It's okay, the Pindanhui mainly invites famous alchemists. The major cultivation forces can be invited to the Pindanhui, less than [-]% of them."

The second senior brother's panacea shop is limited by the output of [-] mu of spiritual land, and it is the smallest among the industries started by several senior brothers and sisters.

If it weren't for the high cultivation level of Wuyou Sanren, the alchemists who were invited by name might not be able to attend.

Wen Zongyi had a bitter expression on his face, and said quietly: "Realist Wu Lan will definitely go... I haven't seen Wu Lan for four years, six months and eight days!"

Lin Yige rubbed his forehead, feeling very irritated: "You are enough! Chang Geng wrote you 'All hardships come to an end', but you can't even bear this bit of hardship?"

With a move in her heart, she held the Gengxin sword in her hand, gently held the sword flower and said: "In my opinion, you want to suffer some real pain!"

Wen Zongyi coughed lightly, quickly restrained his resentful expression, and changed the subject decisively: "I heard from Caiwei that the Pindan Society invited the nine sects?"

"That's right," Lin Yige caressed Geng Xin's sword, and said casually, "'The rivers and lakes are full of pollution, the mountains are full of diseases, and Jin Yu's flaws are hidden, the way of heaven. There is no need to waste food because of choking and become an enemy."

Wen Zongyi looked at his old friend who suddenly became "magnanimous" after holding a strange purple bamboo whip, and shivered uncontrollably: "Lin Yige, it's creepy for you to say such things, I'm not used to it."

Lin Yige glanced at him, and said bluntly: "Wusu Mountain and Tingfeng Pavilion have made a lot of money with the Zhenling Pill, and I belong to the same faction not only with the Guhun Pill, but also with the nine great sects." Pen!"

The number of Zhenling Pills in Wuli Mountain is limited. Apart from the dozens of pills given to the other eight major sects and the dozens of pills auctioned by Yunxiu Building under Tingfeng Pavilion, only the core disciples of Wuli Mountain can get a few pills.

But for all monks, who doesn't want to have a stable mind and soul, and get rid of the worry of being taken away?

With the shortage of supply, the price of Zhenling Pills has risen even higher.

Wen Zongyi knew the details of Wuzuo's elixir shop, and also knew that Wuzu Sanren, like Master Wu Lan, was unwilling to reveal his true identity.

In this way, it will be a matter of time before the Nine Great Sects target the crime of being pregnant with the elixir of invulnerability.

Because of this, he disagreed and said: "With the scale of the Wuhai elixir shop, it is still a bit reckless to make such a big splash."

Lin Yige smiled slightly, and said: "My second senior brother talks and laughs and makes good friends with Wuyou Sanren, and I belong to the same faction, and I am the backer of the Wubai elixir shop."

"Is the Guiyi faction planning to take the Wubing elixir shop under the sect's ownership?"

"Almost. My second senior brother is not good at management, and has already broken through the Mahayana, and it is easy to reveal his secrets if he walks as a free person."

Wen Zongyi was surprised for a moment, and immediately thought of the person he was thinking of, and asked, "When is it the turn of the Red Luan House?"

"The third senior sister is different. Immortal Wu Lan already attracts the attention of everyone and has a wide network of contacts, so there is no need to worry too much."

Wen Zongyi originally thought that after Master Wu Lan broke through the Mahayana period, he would be able to return to the sect just like Master Tanxiao, concentrate on teaching his disciples, and become a true disciple of Chi Wulan.

He also didn't need to hear from the disciples of the Wen family that that person got drunk with a certain monk on the star list a few months ago, attended an auction with a certain monk last month, talked and laughed at Yan Yan, and had a discussion with a certain monk a few days ago. He said that he would compete for nine days and nine nights... and so on, which made him restless.

(End of this chapter)