Wang Lin had already seen through Meng Shuyue's thoughts, and he didn't wait for her to respond, and now he directly explained to her in a showdown:

"I see that you saw the Holy Son being treated like that by us before, and his face still did not change, he was calm, he must also be a smart person, since he is a smart person, he must have understood what the so-called Taoist covenant between the two factions is about.

"Since Senior Sister Meng, your status is equal to that of Mu Weiliang, and you are not under the Holy Son, you must have some thoughts about that son in your heart, so you don't have to be so tempted with me, just skip the transitional stage of getting along with that couple, and directly tell me what you want.

"If I feel that I can help after listening to it, I will take the time to help you in the future, which can be regarded as a complete thought of the patriarchs of the two factions. If I can't do what you say, I'll tell you directly, and you can quickly find a way to find other disciples in my sect, and directly avoid this couple, don't waste your time and energy. ”

How can there be any kind of affection, help each other in practice, and make friends with pure Taoist couples like water.

Even if there were, it would not be possible to exist in the exchange of interests of the worldly factions such as the Pure Yang Palace and the Immortal Sound Pavilion.

Wang Lin had learned about the sect of Xianyin Pavilion from Mo Cong's mouth and from the classics of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and knew that the position of the Holy Son of the Xianyin Pavilion was inherited through bloodline and physique.

Being a Son does not necessarily mean that he will be able to truly take over the throne.

There are countless contradictions of interest and power entangled between the Holy Sons and Daughters of the past generations and the true disciples.

Wang Lin saw that the Holy Son from before, so anxious to change people, he guessed the true purpose of this covenant between the two factions.

He didn't know about the exchange of interests between the upper echelons.

But he had already understood the covenant between the true legend and the Holy Son.

It is nothing more than using the name of the patriarch to get some network subsidies for the leaders of the two factions, the binding of political interests, and mutual enhancement of each other's voice and power in the church.

Wang Lin didn't have any ideas, and he didn't want to be involved in this at all.

The head of his own family, Liang, is not unaware of his loose temperament, so he estimates that he should be used to make up the numbers, and the leader who is really valued by the Pure Yang Palace is An Qianxue.

In other words, the sect is still optimistic about An Qianxue, but it can't deal with her problems for a while, but it still treats her as the core of the next generation in the sect.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Lin couldn't help but sigh in amazement, and thought in a complicated mood:

- It's really the protagonist template, a genius with extremely high qualifications suddenly couldn't cultivate, was dismissed from the marriage, and then slapped the other party in the face, and then found out that it actually didn't become a waste at all, but a drama of blessing in disguise......

After hearing these words, Meng Shuyue smiled a little brighter and brighter.

She was not in a hurry to explain her plans and ideas, ignoring the dust and mud stains on the ground, she directly lifted a light blue white robe, sat beside Wang Lin generously, tilted her head from her side, and said curiously:

"Since the junior brother understands that the candidates of the two factions have already been decided, and it is not easy to make it easier, then why did you deliberately humiliate the Holy Son in my pavilion just now? When Elder Miaoyin of my pavilion comes back, he still wants to take Na Mu Weiliang up the mountain again, and it is meaningless to evil Na Mu Weiliang in vain. ”

Wang Lin frowned, moved his butt to the side, and opened up the distance between the two of them.

Looking at Meng Shuyue, who pretended to be close and deliberately came to his safe distance, he said angrily:

"Disgusting him is my whole purpose, disgusting him and running away, all the meaning will be achieved, and my overall situation will be completed.

"I planned such an unsightly and inferior trick in private, but after I showed up, I had to dissociate myself from it, pretending that it had nothing to do with me, and I seemed to be polite and polite on my face, and I was generous. But he is always just an incompetent villain who hides in a dark corner and forms a gang, and can only play some games, and he can't see any sunshine in the end, for fear that he will do something. ”

It didn't matter if Meng Shuyue didn't understand it, seeing that she didn't tell her the truth, Wang Lin lost the interest in communicating, and began to wander outside, thinking that he should ask Princess Na'an how much extra bonus he would ask for later.

He can drink up to six catties of wine from morning to night a day.

He did this thing so perfectly, I want to ask An Qianxue to get tens of thousands of catties of imperial wine, and it's not too much to drink for twenty or thirty years, right?

Sanyuanlou costs more than a dozen taels for a meal, and the food expenses for a day have to be fifty taels to be enough, not to mention that he wants to go to the Goolan Chu Pavilion in the future, see the Qinlou painting boat, go to play leaf cards with the young ladies, bet on poetry and songs, and spend a hundred taels a day on her, right?

Just as Wang Lin was thinking about how much money was in An Qianxue's fiefdom, and he was about to ask her how much silver taels she wanted, Meng Shuyue began to annoy him again:

"Senior sister can't figure it out, the junior brother doesn't hesitate to offend him, but also wants to knock him off, is it possible to help the senior sister break his Dao heart and secretly help me to help?"

Meng Shuyue's eyes were rolling, her words were ambiguous, and an inexplicable blue light flowed through her pupils.

But Wang Lin didn't look at her at all, so that all the charms in her eyes were empty, and her efforts were in vain.

Wang Lin complained in his heart that this woman deliberately pretended not to understand the atmosphere, turning a blind eye to the meaning of expulsion between his words, and turned a deaf ear.

But it's not good to just throw her here.

Whether he is in love or in reason, he has to entertain the other party's guest to settle down.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion must not be able to go, and Meng Shuyue's visitors from outside the Pavilion will not be able to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

So Wang Lin sighed, gave up the idea of going back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for lunch at noon, carried the vegetables and fruits he brought with him in the morning, and got up directly, planning to take her to Lin Xifeng to settle down.

Elder Lu Zijian usually didn't have a place to go, he had been staying on Lin Xi Peak in a daze for thousands of years, and the Miao Yin Elder who wanted to come to Xianyin Pavilion was also on Lin Xi Peak at this time.

While leading Meng Shuyue away, he said casually perfunctory:

"Ah, yes, yes, I have broken all his Dao hearts, and I have raised all my spiritual roots for him."

Meng Shuyue didn't seem to notice the perfunctory and complaining in these words, the smile on her face was even stronger, the two Dan lips smiled one by one, and followed behind Wang Lin with squinted eyes.

On the way up the mountain, her squinted eyes bent into two rounds of crescent moons, her lips bloomed along the way, her teeth smiled fragrantly, and Wang Lin was hairy with laughter.

"No, if you have something to say, what do you mean by staring at me and laughing all the time?"

Meng Shuyue finally stopped laughing, returned to normal, her tone was cold, and she said with a little regret:

"It's a pity that the junior brother is kind, your previous actions have already hated the Holy Son, and now you want to lead me to this peak, and I am in a hurry to meet the elder Miaoyin of my door, I am happy for the thoughtful etiquette of the junior brother, but you and I are still looking for a secluded place, just sit and talk about the Tao, so you don't have to go to disturb the elders of the two factions to catch up with the rare old times."

This woman has never said a word of sincerity since they met.

Whatever you do, you have to beat around the bush.

Wang Lin understood what she meant, and she said a lot, which meant that this Elder Miao Yin was a supporter of the Holy Son's faction.

And she, Meng Shuyue, deliberately said this, just to euphemistically persuade herself, not to take her to contact this powerful elder of the Holy Son faction at this time, and now going to Lin Xifeng is harmful to the two of them.

- What about the Riddler?

Although Wang Lin can understand it, what he hates most is this kind of nonsense that is not explained and has no practical meaning, pretending not to understand, hehe lied:

"It's okay, Elder Lu likes people the most, the master of Xianyin Pavilion is here to send a guest, boy, I must have a visit,"

On the one hand, he had to find a place to have lunch in a hurry, and on the other hand, he was in a hurry to find An Qianxue to settle his salary, so he didn't care if she wanted to or not.

As if he hadn't heard it, he smirked and led Meng Shuyue to Lin Xifeng.