The abacus sounded, and he told him frankly, Zhou Zhengqing understood that this should mean to make up elsewhere.

The little Taoist priest in the pavilion winked at his master, puzzled, he could beat these two annoying guys severely, but why didn't he even give himself a chance to speak. Now that his father is here, it's hard to do it, and he just fell into a realm, so it shouldn't take much effort to improve again!

Seeing that the master was silent on the surface, but he hid his hand in his sleeve and stretched out his index finger, shaking it from side to side and making a silent gesture, the little Taoist priest immediately covered his mouth with both hands.

Lang Yuan saw that the little Taoist priest beside him was moving, so he followed his gaze, but he only saw that the Taoist chief of Wannian Qiu looked like an old immortal, stable as before, and did not move, and he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"His Royal Highness King Yin, most of the skills you just used are from the ancient records of picking knives, the collection of Yu Crime's Flower Body Method, and the Treatise on Sending and Receiving Strength, etc., in these books, there are a lot of commendable points, which are more suitable for this time than some extremely profound things. There are a lot of Songyunguan fists and swords, but there are not many that can be achieved in three or five days, so you might as well give Lao Dao two or three days to find out what is suitable for you." Wan Nianqiu smiled and spoke seriously.

The old Taoist priest said that it was not bad at all, and since he returned to Beijing, that gentleman has rarely paid attention to his cultivation. It stands to reason that in the treasury of the Ming Dynasty, there are not a few rare books of the immortal family, and there are many that are unique in some aspects, but they are only sent by the god of the sun to use these three books for cultivation.

If you want some fists and swordsmanship, Zhou Zhengqing just said it casually, but he didn't expect the old Taoist priest to take it seriously. The outside world's evaluation of Wan Nianqiu is easy-going and easy to speak, but when he really came to Zhou Zhengqing, he couldn't believe it.

How to say, this is also an old immortal whose realm is as high as the sky. Now it seems that being polite to oneself is not just a creditor's identity.

"Wan Lao Dao is really willing, atmospheric! Atmospheric! If there is anything that cannot be solved in the future, report my name"! Zhou Zhengqing patted his chest and crackled.

"The wooden house over there is quite quiet, you can go in when you talk about things, Lao Dao is old, sit outside for a while, and look at your apprentice twice." Wan Nianqiu did not answer, but instead made a round, and Zhou Zhengqing of the province let Chang Kefa, who was likely to be the head of the Qiongtai Sword Sect in the future, sit on the cold bench.

"Mr. Chang, let's talk?" Zhou Zhengqing turned his head to look over.

"Let's talk!" Chang Kefa said lightly.

"Go ahead, I also have something I want to ask Wan Dao Chang, and I ask Wan Dao Chang not to mind." Lang Yuan walked towards him, first took a serious look at the green shirt on Zhou Zhengqing's shirt that was torn by the blade and returned to its original state, and then turned his head to ask this profound Songyun master.

"Don't dare to ask for advice, the poor road naturally knows everything," Wan Nianqiu said with a smile.

Chang Kefa waved his hand and swept his son down the waterfall, and the two walked into the bamboo forest back and forth. The fragrance became more and more intense, and there were not many furnishings in the wooden house, a bed, a rather elegant set of tables and chairs, and a pair of jade tea sets.

Zhou Zhengqing estimated that the whole set of tables, chairs and tea sets was completely reluctant for the old Taoist priest to be seen by outsiders elsewhere, so he had to put them in his little apprentice's room. Even if someone asks for it, as soon as it is a gift from the teacher, how can anyone be embarrassed to reach out.

The two sat at the table one after another, but neither spoke easily. The two are here for their own interests, and in this matter, it has always been important to be the last to come. If you speak first, you will lose the opportunity.

Seeing that Chang Kefa was silent for a long time, Zhou Zhengqing got up: "If you want to enjoy the scenery and see the flowers here, I won't hinder your eyes."

"King Yin is not very satisfied with what happened just now, but you should always say a few words for Da Ming!" Chang Kefa didn't move, just calmly played with the teacup.

Zhou Zhengqing turned his head to look out the window: "I'm afraid you need to ask one thing clearly, why was Da Ming born? Why did he fight at this time? Even if he died, why did he die? If you don't know what Da Ming needs, you will admit some bullshit agreements, and in the end it will be nothing more than a chicken and egg fight!"

Of course, Chang Kefa knew that what Zhou Zhengqing said was all because of what had just happened. yearning for that national teacher, but a little more, being able to train a teenager to such a point is more admirable than his own cultivation.

"The rules of the Ming Dynasty are very restrictive for the monks, especially the Qiongtai Sword Sect who draws their swords against each other without saying a word. But this matter is not necessarily a bad thing, and now the rules of the immortals, big and small, are not also slowly formed over the past countless years, and those who are unwilling to adapt have long been buried in the dust. If you deny some possibilities between you and me because of this, His Royal Highness King Yin will inevitably be narrow-minded." It is often possible to open the mouth.

Of course, he knew that Zhou Zhengqing in front of him was not just holding on to the conflict, although he was angry in his heart. But at this time, putting aside the individual and only talking about the things that are ingrained in the bones of both parties is actually considering whether the future can be long-lasting.

Chang Kefa paused, and then said: "Take a step back, there are not many back roads for the Qiongtai Sword Sect to choose from, and cooperating with Daming is the one I am most optimistic about." How much blood will be shed at that time, and whose blood will be shed, naturally we have already seen a lot. Even if I can't do it myself in the future, I'm afraid that your husband will help me make a decision, and you still don't believe in his methods"?

The position of the Qiongtai Sword Sect, the number one position in Xia Zhou, will change, and the outside world is still speculating, but for Chang Kefa, the life and death of the master are obviously clearer.

Cooperating with Daming is not to keep the number one position, but to continue to hold something that may be lost in your hands. After all, if the secular dynasty relied on the secular dynasty to raise the Qiongtai Sword Sect to the first place, it would be at the mercy of others. Some things must be carried on your own shoulders, and the help of outsiders is not a long-term solution after all.

And he not only took advantage of the power of the Ming Dynasty to deter the Quartet, but also included his own stone-throwing questions for the detaining of the Xianmen Realm.

"The gentleman has the means of the gentleman, and the student naturally does not want to add to the problem of the gentleman. Whether the Ming Dynasty cooperates with the Qiongtai Sword Sect or not, the difference is nothing more than the amount of price paid. For the Qiongtai Sword Sect, the need for the Ming Dynasty is even more urgent, a dynasty that can dominate a continent is definitely more qualified than those immortal sects that are messed up by themselves. What you want is not just the Ming Dynasty, but a dynasty that can win this battle." Zhou Zhengqing sat down, and there were some things that could be said, and it was possible to talk about it.

"It is impossible for any dynasty in the world to do what the Ming Dynasty does, it is unprecedented, and it is difficult to say in the future, it can be said that it is unique in the world. However, the Qiongtai Sword Sect can defect in this battle, and how many people who should have died will be allowed to live, should also be considered by the Ming Dynasty. If you put your own sect in an embarrassing situation, then the Xianmen Dynasty of other countries will not say anything, and you will be excluded by your own family, and it will never work. Other than that, it's all negotiable." Chang Kefa made his position clear in one sentence, determined the bottom line, and just waited to see if he was a good person.

After all, as long as the Qiongtai Sword Sect really stands on the side of the Ming Dynasty, it is equivalent to revealing that his ancestor is about to transform into a Taoist. At that time, it will face complicated and large pressures from all sides, and the Qiongtai Sword Sect, which is outside the southern part of the former site of the Daye Dynasty, is afraid that it will attract a lot of scolding, which will make the already stormy Great Immortal Sect even worse.

"Since Chang Da Sword Immortal is honest, and Da Ming does not hide his selfishness, if you can take the initiative to come, it can be regarded as the sincerity of the Qiongtai Sword Sect, then put all the matters on the table to discuss, not afraid of finesse, only afraid of lack of thought." Zhou Zhengqing spoke.

In the pavilion on the other side, the little Taoist priest asked with a smile: "Master, what is the place of Daming? Can you let me go and see it?" The creditor said that it should be a good place because it also abides by the rules of our Songyun Temple, right?"

He really wanted to go out and have a look, and every time other senior brothers came back from outside, he would always say something he had never seen in Songyunguan. Senior Brother Jingchi brought back that kind of sweet and sour sugar gourd, but it made him happy for a while.

"Daming is a good place, in a few days, I will take you to go shopping, but from now on, there will be more scriptures to be copied every day." The old Taoist priest pretended to be stern.

"No problem, Master, you just put your heart in your stomach, I promise that when I go out, I will be as obedient as I am in Guanli, and I will go and copy the scriptures." The little Taoist priest happily ran and jumped to the master's room, copying scriptures on weekdays, and the master meditated beside him. And every time he finished copying a page, he would wake up Master to come and check his schoolwork.

"Miss Lang Yuan, if you have something to say, no one will hear it here." Wannian Qiu's heart moved, and this pavilion seemed to be isolated from the world, as if it had disappeared into the entire back mountain.

Seeing this scene, Lang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, some problems had been bothering her for a long time, but she didn't dare to tell others: "Dao Chief, is there really no way for my husband to be cured?"

At that time, I was happy to go out of Beijing, but it was not until later that I realized that that sentence was likely to mean something else. When the time comes, he will die, and what promises are just empty words, and he wants to make himself completely dead in this way.

It's just that you, Zhou Zhengcheng, may not have thought that no matter whether you are alive or dead, I Langyuan will wear that red phoenix crown and xia veil by myself. As early as the moment I was rescued by you, I had already paid the greatest price in my life. When I first walked into that tomb, I had already decided to live with you after death.

For two days, Chang Guxin stood at the foot of the waterfall, enduring the water day and night. The sword slave stood aside, not daring to move at all.

Although the waterfall is powerful, it can't do any damage to Chang Guxin in the Resting Realm. But Chang Guxin deeply understands that his father let himself think about it in this water. It's just that no matter what he looks like, he is often not qualified to manage it!

Skills are not as good as people, planted once, from childhood to adulthood, it is not the first time, one person does things one person, and does not blame others.