Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 714 Counterproductive

After hearing Leng Qingshi's words, Xue Mu nodded with emotion: "Brother Leng, thank you for clearing up the confusion."

Leng Qingshi thought he had impressed Xue Mu. After all, he was also a man destined to have many children. He carefully probed: "As for what I just said, according to Alliance Leader Xue's intention..."

Xue Mu smiled slightly: "I would never have intervened in the dispute between the Six Gates and the Natural Gate."

Leng Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something when he heard Xue Mu say: "But Brother Leng, since your father means this, do you know what will happen if you stand in front of me?"

"Eh?" Monk Leng Qingshi Zhang Er was confused. Just when he was about to ask, his lower back felt a slight pain and it had been pressed against by a sharp weapon.

Leng Qingshi immediately recalled Ye Guying's name. This woman had been sitting in the living room with her smilingly just now. She didn't know when she would come out, and she would fall out with him at any time. He did not lose his countenance, and said calmly: "What does Leader Xue mean by this?"

"The truth you just told me is nothing more than a dead lip and a cold tooth. The imperial court suppresses the right path. One day it will be my turn to join the Alliance of Six Paths."

"Is not it?"

"Yes. But before that, your theory should be addressed to other sects of the Righteous Path."

The cold bluestone changes color slightly.

"You will want to correct the right path, join forces, and resist the pressure together. The problem is that I, Xue Mu, do not want you to do this. At present, there is a powerful group outside, which will not do any good to the situation, and will only fall into chaos. Endless wrangling."

"Then what's the use of sneak attacking me?"

"Because I know that your father is looking for Wentian and Yuan Zhong. With you here, he will definitely calm down."

"You looked so moved just now, but you were actually trying to trick me?"

"I was very touched and then rejected him. Isn't this a routine? Brother Leng has read too little."

Leng Qingshi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't feel much malice from Xue Mu. He just sighed and said: "You can actually do this thing of taking hostages and threatening your family... Where is the righteous man who served the people of Yizhou before?"

"Skills return to skills, and Tao returns to Tao." Xue Mu said calmly: "Xue comes from a demonic family and has never been taboo about using side magic. Father and son Xian may have forgotten this. Come on, Brother Leng, let me buy you a drink."

………

Xuantian Sect.

Deep in the Yunshan Mountains, there is white mist and misty snow, fluttering like catkins, cranes dancing in the sky, elk wandering in the snow, and the sound of running water, it is like a fairyland on earth.

There are three people walking slowly in the fairyland, one is a monk and the other is a layman. They are all wearing bamboo sticks and mango shoes. They are leisurely and at ease, like the masters in the mountains, aloof from the world.

Arriving at the pavilion on the edge of the cliff, there was no accumulation of ice and snow in the pavilion, and it had the appearance of a trickle. The sunset was brilliant in the sky, and the white mountains and rivers reflected were slightly red, which was beautiful.

"Spring is about to begin." Taoist Wentian looked at the sunset and said leisurely: "This season reminds me of a poem."

Leng Zhu and Yuan Zhong all looked sideways. They were friends, they were more flirtatious, and they talked about poetry for the first time. It can be seen that Xue Mu's "Ding Feng Bo" did have a great impact on the atmosphere of Xuantian Sect. Even Wentian With such elegance. However, Leng Zhu and Yuan Zhong didn't feel it was out of the ordinary. This situation was like poetry.

Leng Zhu also had to admit that he was inevitably influenced by Xue Mu. Xue Mu's presence is so strong that even the things he does have been studied repeatedly. Various literary and artistic works are easy to get into. After studying them, many people really like them.

Yuan Zhong then asked: "What poem does Brother Tao remember? The "Ding Feng Bo" that Xue Mu gave you?"

"No." Wentian said leisurely: "There is no snow on the winding threshold of the leisurely courtyard, and there are sunset clouds on the empty mountains with running water."

Yuan Zhong put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Brother Taoist actually watched "Dream of Red Mansions". It's about adultery and thieves, wallowing in the world of mortals. It's the most stupid thing. It's really not like something you can watch."

Wentian squinted at him and said, "How do you know about this licentiousness and thief? You know it comes from the Red Mansion just by saying it. I'm afraid you've looked at it more carefully than I have."

"There's nothing I can do if I don't read it more carefully. I thought Journey to the West was about worshiping Buddhism, but the more I read it, the more unpleasant it became. Especially when Luzhou Daily published an article "New Interpretation of Journey to the West" and "Analysis of the Background of Journey to the West" every now and then. What kind of Buddhism Conspiracy theories popped up, and everyone looked at us weirdly."

Wentian laughed.

Yuan Zhong said again: "Since it is Xue Mu's poem about the snow in the Red Mansion, I should also add a poem to it."

Leng Zhu said: "What other song can you name, other than the one who saw through it and fled into Buddhism, and was obsessed with it and wasted his life?"

Wentian Yuanzhong looked sideways at the same time: "So you are watching too..."

Leng Zhu smiled and said nothing.

"That's not the poem I'm talking about." Yuan Zhong said leisurely: "When I enter the world, I pick up the red snow, and the incense from the dust comes to cut the purple clouds. Who cares about the thin shoulders of poetry, and the moss of the Buddhist courtyard is still stained on the clothes. I don't care about Xue Mu How does he view my Buddhism? Is it because he is evil? In short, his Buddha-nature and Zen mind cannot be faked."

"Son of the Way of Heaven, you call it the Zen Heart, but I call it the fate of the Way." Wentian smiled and turned to Leng Zhu: "Does Brother Leng have any poems? Or does the sentence just now count?"

Leng Zhu was silent for a moment and said calmly: "If it's the one just now, then I'll pick another one."

"Which sentence?"

"Retribution of wrongs and wrongs is not light. Separation and reunification are all predestined."

Yuan Zhongqi said: "Hey, you also talk about cause and effect?"

Leng Zhu smiled bitterly: "I'll talk now."

Wentian Yuanzhong looked at each other and said nothing.

The three of them gathered here today to discuss the future direction. Of course, Xue Mu was their theme, even the poems.

Leng Zhu cheered up slightly and said, "What's going on now is not necessarily difficult for me. I think your life will be about the same. Listening to what the master just said, Luzhou's propaganda campaign 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 style of Xuanzhou Taoism is similar..."

Wentian smiled: "Absolutely."

"What do you think, Brother Taoist?" Leng Zhu said directly: "Xue Mu's resources are far more powerful than we can predict. It can be said that his literary skills can dig up roots and his military skills can destroy a family. If we just sit back and watch, and be defeated by him one by one, in the future the world will also be destroyed." There is no longer the banner of Xuantian Wujiu.”

Yuan Zhong said: "So what does Leng Donor mean?"

"Xue Mu can establish the Alliance of Six Paths, why can't we establish the Alliance of Righteous Path?" Leng Zhu said: "Leng is willing to appoint Dao Brother Wentian as the leader of the alliance. What does Brother Dao do?"

Wentian looked at the sunset on the horizon and said slowly: "Alliance, with whom? The intention has long been gone. Wenjian Qixuan is almost Xue Mu's foreign residence. Xue Qingqiu is still in Kuangsha in the desert. Are you joining forces with Haitian Pavilion? Attack and kill Zheng Yezhi. The murderer?"

"So what if we kill Zheng Yezhi? This is not an issue we should be concerned about." Leng Zhu paused and then said: "Besides, I wonder if there is still a Supreme Emperor in the Sword Sect."

Wentian didn't speak, and Yuan Zhong didn't speak either. Their expressions showed a lack of interest, and they didn't seem to be interested in Leng Zhu's proposal at all.

"Back in Beijing, I told Mo Xuexin that if he continues to be constrained by rules and regulations, looking forward and backward, sooner or later no one will be able to control Xue Mu. Now, not only has my prediction been proven to be completely correct, but Mo Xuexin himself has become him. My personal favorite..." Leng Zhu complained, and then said: "What about you, are you going to continue to act like you are from this world and just wait and see when Xue Mu comes sweeping in?"

"It's not that we are heartless." Wentian sighed and said slowly: "Xue Mu used the emperor's order to spread the word throughout the world to dig out the formation holes of the Eight Wastelands Blood Spirit Array, and dug in according to the direction he pointed out. It’s all true. I don’t know how long Xu Jing’s formation has been set up. There must be consequences, and it can’t be completely destroyed like this. There is a gap between Xue Mu and your Natural Sect. If he doesn’t take advantage of the situation to take advantage of the situation, he will take action against your Natural Sect. For the sake of not wanting to create any complications, we took advantage of this moment to form an alliance to deal with him... This is something that is not done in a wise way."

Leng Zhu frowned and asked Yuan Zhong, "Master, do you think so too?"

"Amitabha." Yuan Zhong clasped his hands and said, "There is no blame for such evil causes. The poem Master Leng just said is quite interesting. You might as well read it again."

Leng Zhu shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't know, it's just that when I think about the future situation, I can't help but worry. Do you really not care?"

Yuan Zhong smiled and said: "All promising methods are all illusions. I'm afraid that if we don't do anything, we may not encounter that situation, but the worried Donor Leng will encounter it first. This is called counterproductive."

Leng Zhu coldly snorted: "Why should I be afraid?"

"Report!" A disciple of the Xuantian Sect hurried up the mountain and said anxiously: "The Xuantian Branch of the Xingyue Sect sent someone to deliver a message, saying that Xue Mu had something to give to the Natural Sect Master Leng, saying that if the Master Leng does not come home, Leng Qingshi I can’t go home.”

Leng Zhu was dumbfounded.

Almost at the same time, Mo Xuexin approached Xue Mu: "Elder Du of the Wenjian Sect came to visit and brought news about the Tianji Icefield."

Xue Mu looked at Leng Qingshi, who had his power blocked and was drunk, and stood up: "I knew that maybe I wouldn't even be able to finish the Spring Festival."