"Sit as you like."

Looking at Murong Canghai, who walked in with an expressionless face, Rong Fei did not get up from his seat, raised his head and yawned, and then said in a rather casual manner, as if the visitor was an old friend who had known each other for many years.

But in fact, this is only the third time the two have met.

Murong Canghai didn't care either, pulled a chair and sat down opposite Rong Fei, without any politeness, and went straight to the point.

"There are some things I want to make clear to you."

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about it."

Rong Fei waved his hand and made a gesture of deafness.

"Did Bai Wuchang say that I would trouble you because of the beating of my sister?"

"Well, he said you're a sister protector."

"Because of my mother's early death, my father's sudden disappearance seven years ago, and my aunt's retreat, Qiushui was brought up by me, and I am like a brother to Qiushui. There is love, but it is never spoiled.

You teach her that she is the first to blame, and there is no malice towards her. After this incident, Qiushui's character can also be more restrained, which is a good thing. So instead of bothering you, I want to thank you."

"You said that yesterday, so there's no need to repeat it."

"It's different."

Murong Canghai shook his head solemnly.

"Yesterday's visit was indeed a request for something, the purpose was different, the mood was also different, and the words spoken were also insincere."

"Oh, what Brother Canghai means is that the same words were false yesterday, but today they are heartfelt words."

Rong Fei put away his smile, sat up straight, and said with a solemn expression.

"That's right."

"Good! I believe it."

With Rong Fei's approval, Murong Canghai's expression became much calmer, no longer as serious as when he first entered the door, and he nodded and continued.

"The second thing is about the ancient ruins of Linzhou. Yesterday I said that I invited you to deal with the people of Shushan, which is indeed one of the purposes, but it is not complete. There's a deeper purpose for inviting you to join, which is..."

"Wait a minute."

Rong Fei suddenly raised his hand and interrupted Murong Canghai.

"Why are you talking to me about this? If it was because of the fact that I rescued your sister, Brother Canghai wouldn't have to be like this. It is the responsibility of the Immortal Division to solve the case and save people, whether it is Murong Qiushui who is kidnapped or someone else, it makes no difference to me, and I will do my best to rescue him."

Rong Fei's words are half-truths.

Indeed, no matter who Chu Wei robbed last night, Rong Fei would go to the rescue after knowing it. But it cannot be denied that because of Murong Qiushui's identity as a saintess, Rong Fei has a greater sense of urgency.

If something happens to the Holy Maiden of Qiankun Guan, the Dayan Imperial Court and the Immortal Division will be under tremendous pressure from public opinion.

And if the accident is just an ordinary person, it is just an ordinary case. Rong Fei's heart will blame himself, but no one will blame him. For those officials and emperors who sit in the court, and the hundreds of millions of people under their jurisdiction, don't say that they die one or two, even if it is one hundred and two hundred, one thousand two thousand, it is just a number.

Taxation will not be reduced by much, and political performance will not be affected by this.

Even though Rong Fei was deeply influenced by the concept of equality in his previous life, regardless of whether he was high or low, it is undeniable that this slogan was a joke. Chinese Net

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However, this was not the reason why Rong Fei interrupted Murong Canghai.

Early this morning in Xicheng Bliss Garden, Murong Canghai said in a solemn tone that it was not a favor to owe honor.

Maybe it was because Rong Fei saved his sister, but now looking at Murong Canghai's posture, he obviously intends to tell the truth about the true purpose of inviting Rong Fei to the ancient ruins of Linzhou.

But the problem is that Rong Fei has already informed him of his plans through the spirit of God, and if he allows Murong Canghai to tell the truth at this time, it will be of no value to Rong Fei, but it will make Murong Canghai have a clear mind and feel comfortable.

How can this be done, Murong Canghai must be made guilty, so that the favor he owes to Rong Fei will be more valuable

Value.

Who is Murong Canghai?

One of the most awesome people in the young generation, this kind of person is a strange commodity to live in, and its value must be maximized.

According to Murong Canghai's previous style of acting, when he was interrupted so rudely when he was speaking, he was bound to give the other party some color to taste, so that he could know why the flowers were so red.

Bai Zizai's evaluation of Murong Canghai's arrogance and ruthlessness was not just nonsense, but a summary based on his past style of acting. It's just that after entering Kyoto City, the arrogant Murong Canghai had to restrain his temperament.

After all, there are Immortal Divisions, Yu Qingzhi, and Five Peerless Great Arrays in Kyoto City.

Another is that the ancient ruins of Linzhou are very important, and Murong Canghai has asked for glory, so he pretends to be kind and polite.

Murong Canghai and Murong Qiushui are brother and sister, and Murong Qiushui can be regarded as being brought up by Murong Canghai. Murong Qiushui's fiery temper was more or less influenced by Murong Canghai.

After hearing Rong Fei's words, Murong Canghai nodded thoughtfully.

"If such words come out of the mouths of other monks, I will think that he is a hypocrite, and I will punish him severely. I can speak out of your mouth, I believe. When I saw you use the four-grade elixir to treat that woman without hesitation this morning, and said that there is no distinction between high and low, I knew that you were different from other monks in the cultivation world, and that you were a true gentleman."

"Hahaha, I just said that Rong Fei is very interesting, I have always been very accurate in looking at people."

The window of the courtyard was pushed open, Bai Zizai grabbed the edge of the window frame with one hand, jumped in and laughed.

His eyes swept over the empty table, and he couldn't help but shake his head and complain.

"I know that you two guys are unreliable, how can you chat like this, there is wine, food and beautiful women, it is interesting to chat."

Say, he raised his sleeve and swept it over the table, and a bunch of food crackled and fell on the table.

There are sauced meat, roast chicken, dim sum, melons and fruits, and so on.

dragged a chair and sat next to Murong Canghai, put his left hand into the cuff of his right arm, carefully took out three porcelain bottles from it, and stuffed one bottle each for Murong Canghai and Rong Fei.

"The wine is counted as the two of you I invited, but these meals cost a total of twelve taels and twenty wen, and three equal portions are..."

Bai Zizi raised his head and rolled his eyes, folding his fingers to calculate how much money each person should share.

Rong Fei smiled slightly, took out a silver ticket and slapped it in front of him.

"This one is mine."

"Hey, hey, it's still Fenchengbo! Then I'll be disrespectful, hey, hey, a hundred taels... Hey, how does the missing corner of this silver ticket look a little familiar. It can't be the 10,000 taels I gave you the day before yesterday..."

"Hahaha, raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. Drink and drink!"

Rong Fei laughed, uncorked the wine bottle and raised the bottle to the two of them and smiled.

Murong Canghai's eyes lit up and said.

"Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio. Good poetry! It is worthy of the poet saint of poetry, and he should drink a cup."

Say, uncork the bottle and take a big sip.

"Huh! It's a monkey wine, and it's rare that Bai Wuchang is so generous."

"What poet?"

Rong Fei said strangely.

Bai Zizai folded the silver ticket in half into his sleeve, raised the wine bottle and touched it with the two of them before replying.

"You didn't go out today, so I don't know. The group of scholars gathered in front of the Gate of the Immortal Division yesterday visited the fifteen great Confucians in Kyoto City and proposed that you be included in the list of great Confucians. There are also scholars who have copied the poems you have written into a book, and they have been posted all over Kyoto to make a big splash.

At noon today, I don't know who came out of the mouth of the name of the poet saint, it seems that he wants you to suppress the poet fairy in the book mountain. In addition, there are also titles such as poet ghosts, poetry crowns, poetry heads, etc., but none of them are more vocal than poets. Of course, in addition to these nice ones, there are also contemptuous titles such as poets and thieves."

"What a mess of dead ghosts, corpses."

Rong Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"But fun is fun, and there are some things I still have to tell you."

Bai Zizi took a sip of wine, and after a few smacks of his mouth, he said seriously.

"There is no distinction between high and low, and you can say this in Kyoto City. After all, there are more than the total capture and the five absolute great arrays in Kyoto City, and the people in the cultivation world dare not make a mistake here. When you leave Kyoto City in the future, you still have to guard against people. Elixir is precious, save one more, and you may be able to save your life at some point. After all, there are not many interesting people like you, and if you die in this world, there will be less fun, wouldn't it be too boring."

Rong Fei couldn't help but be aroused by his curiosity when he heard this, and humbly asked for advice.

"What is the cultivation world like outside of Kyoto?"

"Hey, that's a long story."

Bai Zizi sighed as if he was an old god.

"Do you know what the root of cultivation is?"

Murong Canghai suddenly asked Rong Fei.

"Live with the sky, and enjoy the blessings forever."

Rong Fei replied casually.

Murong Canghai shook his head.

"The root of cultivation lies in the word 'struggle'!"

"Fight?"

Rong Fei was puzzled.

Murong Canghai stood up and walked to the window, looked at the crescent moon in the night, and explained aloud with his hands on the window frame.

"Cultivation depends on qualifications and bones, and among 100,000 people, there may only be one person with good qualifications and cultivation potential, and this is the first to fight for life.

There are hundreds of millions of human races in the world, even if it is one in a hundred thousand miles, there are many people with cultivation potential, but you can't always expect the cultivation sect to test whether they have potential one by one, if so, wouldn't your own cultivation be wasted. In the end, you have to fight for yourself, and this is the second battle, fighting for luck.

In the cultivation world, small sects such as the Hehuan Sect and the Jiuyang Sect, even if the disciples in the sect are extremely talented, they are limited by the exercises, and throughout their lives, their cultivation cannot break through to the realm. There is also a top-level sect like the Four Absolute Holy Lands, even if the qualifications are mediocre, there is a chance to ask the Heavenly Realm. Joining the top sect is like a dragon swimming in the sea, a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, taking advantage of the situation, and getting twice the result with half the effort. This is the third contention, the competition.

The Four Peerless Holy Lands gather the world's talents, but there are only a few dozens of famous teachers, and most of the precious cultivation resources such as elixirs and magic weapons are also in the hands of these famous teachers. If you want to win the favor of famous teachers, obtain more cultivation resources, and stand out from your peers, you must also fight, this is the fourth competition, and strive for profit.

The four absolute holy places seem to be friends and enemies, enemies and friends, and there is no conflict of interests..."

"Don't listen to him babbling for a long time, in fact, he didn't get to the point. What is the true cultivation world, in fact, is just four words."

Bai Zizi suddenly interrupted Murong Canghai by interjecting, squinting at Rong Fei and saying word by word.

"The winner wins!"