Chapter 337 Being Smart
While speaking, Wen Mengyue could no longer control the trembling all over.
She closed her eyes and tried her best to stay calm, and asked the person in the darkness: "Could it be that the man surnamed Qin said something bad about me again? Bu Taixu, you don't believe me? If I had known this, then, at the beginning, I shouldn’t waste my energy to give birth to an heir for you!”
After saying this, she remembered that she was the only one left alive among the geniuses who were kidnapped by Bu Taixu.
A light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes. The light was dim and dancing. The dark room was illuminated by the light, and Wen Mengyue relaxed slightly.
Under the dim light, Bu Taixu's handsome face was reflected.
His jade-white fingertips fiddled with the wick that had absorbed enough spiritual essence, and he curled his lips and said with a sarcastic smile: "You have never regretted it? Then you can tell me, what happened to Wen Zongsi?"
Looking at the face in the light that was 80% similar to Wen Zongyi's, with memories rolling around, Wen Mengyue added a bit of ridicule without realizing it, and said: "What else could be going on?"
Catching the cold light passing through Bu Taixu's eyes, Wen Mengyue's last words were choked in his throat.
Which man in the world can endure the green cloud?
Wen Mengyue realized that she had said something stupid and immediately defended herself: "Wen Zongyi refused to obey the discipline. I was helpless and did not dare to disturb the retreat, so I came up with this policy."
She did not tell lies. .
Wenzong Yina, the evil son, wanted to tie the Wen family and the Guiyi sect on the same rope.
The disciples of the Keguiyi sect are withering away. It’s just a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river. If Tingfeng Pavilion comes to attack the Wen family nearby, how can the trickle of Yangzhou extinguish the raging flames in front of us?
What's more, she has already paved a bright road for Wen to be associated with Tingfeng Pavilion.
"Your Majesty wants to take the Wen family into your pocket without spending a single soldier. It doesn't matter whether the Wen clan's head has your bloodline."
Wen Mengyue said while taking a sly look at Bu. Taixu said in a resentful tone: "Besides, Wen Zongsi is dead. Even if he is said to be not my biological son, but his adopted nephew, your Majesty will not believe it."
If Wen Zongsi had not died, , she really didn’t dare to come to Bu Taixu.
Right now, there is no evidence 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, then walked forward slowly, lifted up Wen Meng Yue's black hair from her temples and sniffed it, like a lover deeply in love.
Wen Mengyue knew his temper well, and her heart tightened, and she did not dare to act rashly.
Sure enough, there was a pain on my forehead, and a stream of spiritual consciousness forcefully broke into the sea of consciousness, and after an instant of intersection, it pulled away.
Wen Mengyue gasped slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she put her arms around Bu Taixu's neck, and exhaled like a blue: "Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty!"
If you can be with the people in the late Mahayana period, Bu Taixu's yin and yang combined cultivation, he must soon be able to break through from the peak of spiritual transformation to refining the void.
Once she breaks through the Void Refining Stage, she can live for more than two thousand years.
For the sake of longevity, just treat it like being bitten by a dog again.
Wen Mengyue closed her eyes and kissed her red lips, but Bu Taixu showed no mercy and threw her against the wall. He ignored the dull sound of the back of her head colliding with the wall and laughed. : "Your cultivation is stagnant, your life span is about to end, and the Wen family has changed owners. You still want me to be your cauldron?"
Wen Mengyue covered the back of her head, the blush on her cheeks did not fade, and she wanted to say more. , but heard Bu Taixu say coldly: "Wen Mengyue, don't be so smart."
After that, Bu Taixu rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the darkroom, leaving only the dim yellow lamp on the table. superior.
Wen Mengyue followed closely. 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.
......
Bu Taixu had just stepped out of the dark room when he saw his subordinate carrying a birdcage over.
The monk walked three feet away from Bu Taixu, knelt on one knee, presented the birdcage, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is Mrs. Wen's granddaughter, Wen Caiwei."
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Bu Taixu's consciousness swept away, and he was slightly surprised: "It's actually a chaotic spiritual root!"
He waved his hand to unlock Wen Caiwei's chains, released her from the birdcage, and asked in a friendly voice: "At such a young age, you have already cultivated the Nascent Soul, yes, not bad. Have you ever become a master?"
Chaos Spirits are rare at all. Wen Caiwei is only in her early twenties, and she has already cultivated the Nascent Soul, and her aura Calm and a good seedling.
If she had never been a disciple, for Wen Mengyue's sake, he would not mind accepting her as a disciple. If she had been a master before, she probably wouldn't mind starting her practice again and having a Mahayana monk as her master.
Wen Caiwei couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the face of the "honored one" clearly.
This one is so similar to my uncle. They were both carefully crafted by Empress Nuwa.
Didn’t you say that the Supreme Elder of Tingfeng Pavilion looks very casual?
While Wen Caiwei was stunned, the monk on the side introduced him like he was taking credit: "Your Majesty, she is the true disciple of Lin Yige of the Guiyi sect."
Bu Taixu paused slightly, He stopped laughing, raised his hand and said, "Did I ask you this? You're talking too much!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the monk's chin was completely blown away, leaving only the upper half of his face.
The strange thing is that not a drop of blood was spilled in the process.
The monk seemed not to notice the pain, and did not utter a single cry. He just rolled and crawled to pick up his chin and retreated silently.
Wen Caiwei had never seen anything like this since she entered Taoism, and she couldn't help but wince.
After reacting, he immediately raised his hands and saluted, saying: "Wen Caiwei, the eighth generation true disciple of the Guiyi Sect, has met... met your Majesty!"
Bu Taixu waved his hand casually, stared at her and asked: "Is your master Lin Yige?"
Wen Caiwei nodded and replied: "It's Uncle Feng, the head master, who accepts me as his master. "
Looking at the frail girl, Bu Taixu looked gloomy and asked after a long time: "How is Master Feng?"
Wen Caiwei sighed seriously. , hesitantly said: "Uncle Master...Uncle Feng, everything is fine."
It's just that I can't suppress my cultivation.
She was just telling the truth. As for what the Lord understood, it had nothing to do with her.
Bu Taixu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "I cannot neglect you, the disciple of Yige Sword Immortal. Qin Mu, please arrange for Little Friend Wen to stay in the guest house so that you can entertain him."
Only then did Wen Caiwei know that the older male cultivator who had recovered as before was called Qin Mu.
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When Lin Yige and Wen Zongyi arrived at the gate of Tingfeng Pavilion, Heide happened to circle around the Funiu Mountain Cave.
Several people met once during the Tianjiao War on Wuling Island.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, we got down to business.
Heide glanced at the gold lacquer inscription, shook his head and sighed: "I can't break the formation, I'm afraid I will be ashamed of Little Friend Wen."
Wen Zongyi smiled and said : "Since we can't break through this mountain-protecting formation, then we can just hand in the invitation directly."
Lin Yige took out a Thousand Miles Communication Talisman and said, "Wait a moment, I will send a message."
There are specialties in the art industry.
Fourth senior brother Yu Wei is the best at breaking formations and is suitable for strong attacks.
She thought for a moment, and then pulled out another Thousand Mile Communication Talisman, "I'll send another message."
Lu Jiu's innate magical power of void teleportation is suitable for sneak attacks, so it's useless if you don't use it.
Wen Zongyi's mouth twitched slightly, and he took out a piece of sound-transmitting jade talisman and crushed it into pieces.
Heide looked left and right, grinning with a row of sharp teeth, and asked: "How about... I also call a few sharks to help?"
(End of Chapter)