The stars and moon retreated, the red sun rose, and a faint red glow appeared at the end of the sky.

In the Xianwang Mansion, Qingfeng handed over the endgame to Ling Xiaoxiao to deal with, walked through the house and the courtyard alone, and came to the residence of Shaolin Abbot Xuanming.

"Bang, bang. ”

Strange to say, Abbot Xuanming drank Ling Xiaoxiao's ginger soup last night, and the medicinal effect is still there at the moment, so he shouldn't be able to sleep. But Qingfeng didn't push the door in, but stood in front of the door quite respectfully, tidied up his robe a little, and then knocked lightly on the door.

The knock on the door was as loud as a thunderbolt in the dead silence of the courtyard, loud and piercing.

When the knock on the door fell, the courtyard fell into silence again.

It's just that the "tranquility" at this moment is a little impetuous, compared with the "dead silence" just now.

"Please come in!"

Suddenly, a response full of vicissitudes came from the room, making the "quiet" courtyard more and more "lively".

Qingfeng was not surprised at all, but looked straight, slowly pushed the door open, and stepped into the room with his head held high.

The strange thing is that instead of a trace of sleepiness on his face, Xuan Ming, who should have been unconscious, sat at the table energetically, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at the breeze without blinking.

At this moment, there were two cups of tea on the table, steaming hot and smoking.

It seems that Xuan Ming not only knew that Qingfeng would come, but also knew when he would come, so he took the time very accurately and made tea at the right time.

There was no light in the room, so it was very dim, and the breeze and Xuan Ming were only a few feet apart, but the faces that greeted each other's eyes were like a light veil, faint and hazy.

"Master Xuanming, how was your rest last night?" Qingfeng's eyes moved, and he bowed to Xuanming.

"Amitabha! Last night, the poor monk meditated here and recited 9,999 mantras for innocent souls. May the Buddha have mercy and let them reach bliss sooner. ”

After speaking, Xuan Ming waved his hand and pointed to the stool opposite, and said in greetings: "Dao Chief, please take a seat." ”

"Thank you!"

Qingfeng's expression froze, but he didn't move, just nodded slightly.

"Poor Dao had already expected that it would be impossible to hide from Master Xuanming with a mere pack of sweat medicine. Qingfeng sat opposite Xuanming, looked at him with four eyes, did not have a trace of concealment, and went straight to the point, "Before coming here, the little girl asked me to bring the antidote, and it was really a superfluous move." ”

With that, Qingfeng Shun took out a thumb-sized jade bottle from his sleeve and gently placed it on the table.

"Last night the cold wind was raging, and the stars and moon were dark. At this time, the wind and waves are calm, and the morning glow reflects the sky. Xuan Ming looked sideways, feeling the faint morning light reflected in the window, and said with a deep meaning, "Looking at the light steps of the Taoist chief and his pleasant expression, he must ...... Great things have been accomplished. ”

"Exactly. Qingfeng looked like a bow, and bowed to Xuanming, "Poor Dao is here to thank Master Xuanming for his righteous help." If it weren't for the master's deep understanding of the righteousness and his instructions to the heads of the family and the heads of the family in advance, I am afraid it would be difficult to convince them by relying on only one person. The little girl doesn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the rivers and lakes, and she thinks that a mere pack of sweat medicine can hide the ears and eyes of the heroes of the world, which is really naïve and ridiculous. As everyone knows, the head of the house and the head of the family who are guests in the house are all veterans who have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades. ”

Although Ling Yan was not thoughtful, she had a loving father who was willing to help her pay silently and smooth out the obstacles. Xuan Ming said indifferently, "With the Qingfeng Dao Chief sitting in the back, why worry about mistakes and omissions?"

"Without the help of the master, it may be difficult to achieve it with the power of the poor way. Qingfeng said humbly, "In any case, the master has a deep affection for Wudang and has immeasurable merits. ”

In fact, the poor monk did not do anything, and the heroes of the world did not tend to be inflammatory. They are the same as the poor monks, but they are just unwilling to meddle in the family affairs of the Taoist and the Luo League Master. In fact, if there is no Ling Yan's carving insect skills, we don't know how to deal with ourselves? On one side, the leader of the martial arts alliance, and on the other hand, the head of the Qingfeng Dao, we must be in a dilemma, and we are in a dilemma. Rather than this, it is better to sleep with your head covered and wait for you to wake up...... The overall situation has been decided, the victory and defeat have been divided, and everyone in the province is hesitant. ”

"If it weren't for the joint pressure of Shaolin and Wudang, how would they be in a dilemma?" Qingfeng chuckled, "If there is only the little girl, they will definitely help Luo Tianjin." ”

As for this, Qingfeng seemed to think of Luo Tianjin's fate again, and couldn't help but look dark, and a faint sadness flashed in his eyes.

After all, Luo Tianjin is his proud protégé, and after decades of master-apprentice relationship, how can he say that he will disperse?

But the "apprentice" is not as good as the "daughter" after all. The love of blood and flesh and blood often embodies the selfishness of the heart to the extreme at the time of life and death.

Seeing this, Xuan Ming couldn't help frowning, and hesitated: "I don't know ...... the leader of the Luo League."

"Tianjin...... I have passed away in bliss. ”

"Amitabha! sin! sin!" Hearing Qingfeng's answer, Xuan Ming was first startled, and then folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name.

"Tianjin grew up watching Poor Dao, and now that he has fallen to this, Poor Dao's heart ......" Qingfeng choked and couldn't speak, and his eyes were slightly red. It's not posturing, it's sad from the bottom of my heart.

"Overnight, the world was turned upside down. The Central Plains martial arts will set off a storm again, and the rivers and lakes are destined to never be peaceful. Xuan Ming lamented, "The donors in the mansion just don't want to meddle in the family affairs of the Taoist chief, but they never expected the outcome of this matter." They still don't know the ins and outs, and they don't know how long the Qingfeng Dao is...... Can you give a satisfactory explanation to the people of the world?"

Xuan Ming had something to say, which seemed to be for Qingfeng's sake, but in fact, he didn't want to be implicated in vain.

After all, Xuan Ming had helped Qingfeng to remind the guests not to meddle in their affairs, but not to see, listen, and speak incivilly. Now, the leader of the martial arts alliance is dying, in case this matter is about to break out, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not affect the reputation of Shaolin.

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"The master can rest assured that this matter will be personally brought forward by Poor Dao, and he will definitely give a reasonable explanation to the people of the world and block the mouth of Youyou. Qingfeng Zhengse said, "Even if something changes, it will be borne by Wudang alone, and it will never implicate Shaolin and the master." ”

"Amitabha!"

"In the final analysis, Tianjin did not die at the hands of the little girl, but at the hands of the traitor Liu Xunyi. Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for him eating inside and out, secretly communicating with Zhao Yuan to set up an ambush in the East Courtyard, how could Tianjin fall into a desperate situation?"

"Right and wrong, there is its own public opinion. Xuan Ming neither admitted nor refuted, but said to him left and right, "The leader of the martial arts alliance is the lord of the rivers and lakes, and he is widely implicated and has a major stake. ”

"If you don't have all the preparations, how can you dare to alarm the master?" Qingfeng nodded heavily, "Shaolin and Wudang are the two sects of martial arts, although you and I are not the masters of the martial arts alliance, we can create the masters of the martial arts alliance." As long as Shaolin and Wudang are in the same breath and take care of each other, Wulin will not collapse, and the rivers and lakes will not be chaotic. This time, the master helped the poor. In the coming day, the poor road will repay ten times the kindness. ”

"The leader of the martial arts alliance, it's just a false name. Xuan Ming sighed, "How many heroes and heroes have lost their lives for fame and fortune." Fighting back and forth, in the end it is just a void. As everyone knows, water can carry boats and capsize boats, and the Central Plains martial arts never need one person to call the shots, because most of the heroes and heroes are arrogant, how can they be willing to be subservient to others?"

"Master's words are indeed untrue!" Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said secretly, "Although Shaolin and Wudang do not compete for the alliance leader, they can cultivate the alliance leader and promote the alliance leader." Similarly, you can also change the alliance leader and remove the alliance leader. Who said there is no owner?"

With that, Qingfeng stretched out his hand and pointed at Xuanming, and then pointed at himself. Although he did not say a word, the meaning is self-evident.

In this regard, Xuan Ming also did not say anything, folded his hands, and recited "Amitabha" again.

"Poor Dao came this time, in addition to thanking the master, there is actually one more thing to ask for. ”

Suddenly, Qingfeng's words changed, and his tone became deeper and deeper, as if he was quite worried in his heart.

The poor monk listened attentively. ”

"Now, Tianjin has gone, the Central Plains martial arts are leaderless, and it coincides with the turbulence of the mountains and rivers, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no chaos. Therefore......" Qingfeng said as he stared closely at Xuan Ming's reaction, seeing that he was calm and calm, he mustered up his courage and continued, "Therefore, Poor Dao is willing to rise to the occasion, overcome obstacles for the heroes of the world, and stabilize the overall situation......"

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Ming's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.

"Qingfeng Dao Chang has always been indifferent and ambitious, quiet and far-reaching, unexpected...... Do you want to go out of the mountains today?"

"The abbot of Xuanming is not hanging an inch, the six roots are pure, and he is not also burdened by the rolling world?" Qingfeng said without yin or yang, "The poor road is by no means a penchant for fame, let alone greedy for power, just want to help the people in danger, and the responsibility is heavy and far-reaching." When the world is peaceful and the rivers and lakes are stable, the poor road will be a meritorious person and return to the mulberry field. Therefore, the poor Dao begged Master Xuanming to help the poor Dao for the livelihood of the world, for the prosperity of the martial arts, and for the overall situation of the rivers and lakes. ”

"This ......"

"Poor Dao promised, after three years, when the martial arts conference re-elected the leader of the alliance, I hope that only Master Xuanming will be the leader. Qingfeng said righteously, "When the time comes, whether it is a master going out of the mountain, or Shaolin recommending a virtuous person, the poor road will be a great helper and help him to ascend to the top." ”

"This ......"

"Master Xuanming, can you tell the poor a truth? Seeing Xuan Ming's hesitation, Qingfeng's heart moved, and he said in a low voice, "A few days ago, when Poor Dao sent you a reluctant invitation, could it be ...... The master really didn't expect Luo Tianjin's ending today?"

"This ......"

"Is it unpredictable? Or do you pretend not to know? The monks don't speak, and I hope the master will tell you directly!"

Under Qingfeng's aggressive questioning, Xuan Ming suddenly sighed and nodded slowly: "It's not a secret, when the poor monk learned that Qingfeng Dao Chief wanted to interfere in the conflict between Ling Yan and Ling Gong, he had already expected the fate of the Luo League Lord. ”

"In that case, why did the master keep his mouth shut?" Qingfeng asked, "Shouldn't the Shaolin monks be merciful when they eat fast and recite Buddha?"

"Poor ......"

"Actually, Master Xuanming is also dissatisfied with Luo Tianjin, right?" Qingfeng didn't give Xuanming a chance to think, and asked like a cannon, "There are only you and me today, and the master can be outspoken." ”

Staring at Qingfeng's eager eyes, Xuan Ming hesitated again and again, clasped his hands together and said: "What the Taoist said is good, poor Dao...... I really don't agree with the methods of the Luo League Lord. Especially...... His sect-level strategy. The Central Plains martial arts, all the major sects are bred after a hundred years, those who follow the sky are evergreen, and those who go against the sky collapse in the middle way, this is the way of heaven. How can the will of one person change the order of the Central Plains martial arts that has lasted for hundreds of years? How can the will of the people ...... Changing Providence?"

"What a martial arts order that lasts for a hundred years!" Qingfeng nodded again and again, approving, "The master said this, and the poor Dao very agreed. Martial arts have the order of martial arts, this is the way of heaven, and it is definitely not human will that can be changed. Luo Tianjin went against the sky, but he was to blame and couldn't complain about it. And the poor road is just a quiet day, and the adventure out of the mountain is to maintain the order of the rivers and lakes in the master's mouth, and the way to the sky. ”

Xuan Ming's brows furrowed slightly, as if he knew nothing about Qingfeng's thoughts.

"When Luo Tianjin first became the leader of the martial arts alliance, he made such a big mess, so that people's minds changed and they were looking for trouble. This shows that the leader of the martial arts alliance is the respect of the rivers and lakes, and must not be arrogant by people who do not abide by order and do not respect the way of heaven!" ”

"Shhhhh......h

Therefore, the poor way is foolish, from now on, the Central Plains Martial Arts Alliance leader can no longer be left in his hands, but should be promoted by Shaolin and Wudang in turn to support each other. In this way, the Central Plains martial arts can follow the rules and keep the peace forever. ”

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