"Dao Chief, you and I are no longer worldly people, so why bother about earthly affairs?" Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Thank you Master for the order, Poor Dao was confused for a while!" The atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle, and Feng Bu looked at the two masters in the martial arts in vain, intending to watch from the wall.

"The head of the wind, the right person without evil sons, what the Taoist chief said, is exactly what the old man is worried about. The idea of this alliance may be one of the few ways now!" Master Yixuan looked calm, and seemed to be indifferent to his surroundings.

"If the master is looking at the fire, but if it is an alliance, will the position of the leader of the alliance be elected by competition?"

"The so-called alliance leader, integrity is one of them, and he can obey the people; martial arts is the second, but he can be humiliated. If you rely on martial arts, these four swords are among the best, if you talk about character, Qin Jian wins the head of the family, squandered money, and is kind to charity, and the reputation in the rivers and lakes is not bad, and it seems that the victory is greater. The innocent man interjected. Master Yixuan turned a deaf ear and leisurely tasted the tea.

"The Taoist is high-minded, but Feng and the head of the Four Swords Sect are also general friends, and I don't know which is better or worse, I don't know if Master Yixuan can mention a word or two. "The wind is not in vain, only Shaolin is the first to look forward.

"The meaning of the old man is no different from that of the head of the wind, and who will end up depends on the creation of the head of the family!" Yi Xuan said indifferently.

"Well, that's true!" Hearing that Yixuan had no objection to the competition, Feng Buvain felt a burst of joy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Hehe, the so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, if it weren't for the two of them not hesitating to teach, wouldn't the ending make Feng out of control!" After speaking, Feng Buvain's face was full of gratitude, and he hugged his fists to thank him.

"Amitabha! The head of the wind is too modest, the old man is just throwing bricks and attracting jade, and the revival of the sword and martial arts is a great good thing, Shaolin should do its best to support it!" Yi Xuan said, slightly sideways towards the place where the innocent son was sitting, and then said: "How about the innocent son?"

"The meaning of the master is the meaning of the poor way!" replied, sitting up straight.

"With Master Yixuan, the Immortal Dao Elder is all in charge, and the revival of the Howling Sword is just around the corner!"

The big thing is over, and the three of them talked about some anecdotes on the rivers and lakes. During the conversation, they talked very happily, and the wind was not in vain until the rumbling in the stomach did they remember that the lunch was not used, and when they looked at the hour, the meal had already been missed. Feng apologized in vain, ordered someone to prepare a sumptuous vegetarian meal as quickly as possible, accompanied Yixuan and Wuxian Zi to use it, and sent someone to send it back to their respective rooms for a short rest.

Feng Bu looked at the backs of the two of them in vain, and said with joy in his heart: I knew that the old monk Yixuan would advocate an alliance, but he didn't expect that he and the innocent son were not close. The four swords are similar in strength, if the alliance leader does not have the spirit of the king, it will not last long, and the revival of the Xiaojian is just an empty word, but how does he know that someone in my wind will let the four swords be used by me! Thinking of this, an arrogant smile appeared on his face.

As soon as the excitement passed, the wind came back to his senses in vain, and suddenly found that if everything went well in the future, the crux of the problem that needed to be solved most at the moment was Qin Songyue. After getting along for a few days, Feng Buvain found that Qin Songyue's brain power had just changed from simple confusion to chaos, and even more amnesia, I don't know how much he still remembered his martial arts? If he knew that the seven incense was so powerful, he would never dare to use such a large dose. But the matter is irreparable, it is better to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and tonight, I will try him.

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