Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 337 Make yourself smart
While speaking, Wen Mengyue couldn't control her trembling all over.

She closed her eyes and tried her best to keep calm, and asked the person in the dark: "Could it be that the surname Qin said something bad about my concubine again? Bu Taixu, you don't believe me? If I knew this, I shouldn't have wasted my source , to give birth to an heir for you!"

After she finished speaking, she remembered that among those Tianjiao who were captured by Bu Taixu back then, she was the only one left alive.

A lamp suddenly lit up in front of her eyes, the light was dim and flickering, the dark room was illuminated by the light, and Wen Mengyue relaxed slightly.

Under the dim light, Bu Taixu's handsome face was reflected.

He fiddled with the wick that had absorbed enough spiritual essence with his jade white fingertips, curled his lips and said with a sarcasm, "Have you never regretted it? Then tell me, what happened to Wen Zongsi?"

Looking at the face in the light that was [-]% similar to Wen Zongyi's, memories were flooding, Wen Mengyue added a bit of sarcasm, and said, "What else could be going on?"

Catching the cold light in Bu Taixu's eyes, Wen Mengyue's words stuck in her throat.

Which man in the world can endure the green cloud cover?

Wen Mengyue consciously said something stupid, and immediately defended herself by saying: "Wen Zongyi refuses to obey the discipline, I am helpless, and I dare not disturb the superior to retreat, so I made this bad plan."

She wasn't lying.

Wen Zongyi's evil son wanted to tie Wen's family and the Guiyi faction with the same rope.

But the disciples of a group of disciples are withered, and they are mud bodhisattvas crossing the river. If Tingfeng Pavilion comes hard, they will encircle and suppress Wen's nearby. How can the trickle of Yangzhou extinguish the raging flames in front of us?
What's more, she has already paved the way for Wen's to be with Tingfeng Pavilion.

"Your Majesty wants to take the Wen family into his pocket without spending a single soldier. It doesn't really matter whether the Patriarch of the Wen family respects the blood."

While speaking, Wen Mengyue secretly glanced at Bu Taixu, and said in a resentful tone: "Besides, Wen Zongsi is dead, even if he is not a concubine's own son, but an adopted nephew, Your Majesty will not believe it."

If Wen Zongsi hadn't died, she wouldn't have dared to come to Bu Taixu.

Right now there is no proof of death, even if Bu Taixu has the power to reach the sky, he still cannot be sure whether his head is green or not.

Bu Taixu was silent for a moment, stepped forward slowly, lifted Wen Mengyue's black hair from her temples and sniffed lightly, like a loving couple.

Wen Mengyue was familiar with his temper, her heart tightened and she didn't dare to act rashly.

Sure enough, with a pain on his forehead, a ray of divine consciousness forcibly broke into the sea of ​​consciousness, and after meeting in an instant, he withdrew and left.

Wen Mengyue panted slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she put her arms around Bu Taixu's neck, and exhaled like blue: "Please have mercy!"

If he can practice together with Bu Taixu Yin and Yang in the later stage of Mahayana, he will surely be able to break through the refining void from the peak of transforming gods very soon.

Once she breaks through the Void Refining Stage, she can live another two thousand years.

For the sake of longevity, treat it as being bitten by a dog again.

Wen Mengyue closed her eyes and kissed her red lips, but Bu Taixu had no intention of pity, and threw her against the wall, ignoring the dull sound of the back of her head colliding with the wall, snorted and said: "Cultivation is stagnant, Your lifespan is about to expire, and the Wen family has changed hands, so you still want me to be your furnace?"

Wen Mengyue clutched the back of her head, her cheeks were still blushing, she wanted to say more, but Bu Taixu said coldly: "Wen Mengyue, don't pretend to be smart."

After finishing speaking, Bu Taixu flung his sleeves and left the dark room, leaving only the dim yellow lamp on the table.

Wen Mengyue followed closely for a few steps, the scene in the dark room changed, where are the doors and windows?
The entire dark room was sealed by the formation.

She was imprisoned.

……

Just as Bu Taixu stepped out of the dark room, he saw his subordinates coming over with a birdcage.

The monk walked three feet away from Bu Taixu, knelt down on one knee, presented the birdcage, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is Mrs. Wen's granddaughter, Wen Caiwei."

Bu Taixu swept his consciousness, slightly surprised: "It's actually a chaotic spirit root!"

He waved and unchained Wen Caiwei, released her from the birdcage, and asked in a friendly voice: "You are young, you already have a Nascent Soul cultivation, not bad, not bad. Have you ever worshiped as a teacher?"

Chaos spirits are rare at all, Wen Caiwei is only in her early twenties, she already has the cultivation base of Nascent Soul, her breath is calm, she is a good seedling.

If he had never been a teacher, for Wen Mengyue's sake, he wouldn't mind accepting her as his disciple.

If she had worshiped a teacher before, she probably wouldn't mind re-cultivating Sangong and changing to a Mahayana monk as her master.

Wen Caiwei could not help but be stunned when she saw the face of that "Honorable One".

This one is too similar to my uncle, and it was all carefully carved by Empress Nuwa.

Didn't it mean that Tingfengge Taishang Elder's appearance is very casual?

While Wen Caiwei was dazed, the monk beside her introduced as if asking for credit: "My lord, she is a true disciple of Lin Yige of the Guiyi School."

Bu Taixu paused for a moment, stopped laughing, and twitched his backhand, saying: "Did I ask you? Talk too much!"

As soon as the words fell, the monk's jaw was blown out, leaving only the upper half of his face.

Strangely, not a single drop of blood was spilled in the process.

The cultivator didn't seem to notice the pain, he didn't let out a wail, he just picked up his chin in a scrambling manner, and retreated silently.

Wen Caiwei had never seen such a thing since she became a Taoist, so she flinched.

After reacting, he immediately cupped his hands and saluted, saying: "Wen Caiwei, the eighth-generation true disciple of Guiyi Sect, I have met... I have seen Your Majesty!"

Bu Taixu waved his hands casually, stared at her and asked, "Is your master Lin Yige?"

Wen Caiwei nodded, and replied: "It's Master Feng, the head of the sect, who accepted me as an apprentice on behalf of Master."

Looking at the slender girl, Bu Taixu looked gloomy, and asked after a long time: "How is Master Feng?"

Wen Caiwei sighed pretentiously, and stammered: "Master Master... Master Feng is fine."

It's just that I can't suppress my cultivation.

She was just telling the truth, as for what this lord understood, it had nothing to do with her.

Bu Taixu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Scholar Yige Sword Immortal, I can't be negligent. Qin Mu, arrange Xiaoyou Wen in the guest house, so that I can entertain you."

Only then did Wen Caiwei know that the old male cultivator who had recovered was called Qin Mu.

……

When Lin Yige and Wen Zongyi arrived at the gate of Tingfeng Pavilion, Heide just happened to circle the cave sky of Funiu Mountain.

The few of them met once during the Tianjiao battle on Wuling Island.

After a short greeting, we talked about business.

Heide glanced at the golden lacquer inscription, shook his head and sighed: "This king can't break the formation, I'm afraid I'll be ashamed of Xiaoyou Wen."

Wen Zongyi smiled and said, "Since we can't break through the mountain guard formation, then we can just hand in the greeting card."

Lin Yige took out a sound transmission talisman for thousands of miles, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll send a message."

Industry specializing in surgery.

The fourth senior brother Yu Wei is best at breaking formations and is suitable for strong attacks.

She thought for a while, and then pulled out another sound transmission talisman, "I'll send another message."

Lu Jiu's innate supernatural power of teleportation in the void is suitable for sneak attacks, so it's useless.

The corner of Wen Zongyi's mouth twitched slightly, and he took out a sound transmission jade talisman imitating the example, and crushed it.

Heide looked left and right, grinning to reveal a row of sharp teeth, and asked: "How about... this king also asks some sharks to help?"

(End of this chapter)