Chapter 1112 War of words and quiet talk

Style: Historical Author: Scholar Who Walks the NightWords: 1278Update Time: 24/01/11 17:26:53
Just when many people were moved by Yue Bufan's righteousness, Zhuge Xiaobai yelled and said, "Yue Bufan has a bullshit righteousness. To tell you the truth, what I, Zhuge Xiaobai, want is your life!"

Then Zhuge Xiaobai criticized Yue Bufan for killing his friends Xie Chensu and Dong Ning, which caused an uproar among everyone present.

Yue Bufan flatly denied it, saying that Zhuge Xiaobai was throwing dirty water and was shameless. Who didn't know that Yue Bufan failed to overcome the tribulation during that period, and his soul was about to dry up and he was recuperating?

Then the scolding war broke out. The two kept talking and attacking, becoming more and more unrelenting.

When he hit the real fire, Zhuge Xiaobai angrily scolded Yue Bufan and his master Wang Ai was not a good person.

As soon as these words came out, the monks present immediately became quiet. There were some things that they couldn't say but they could hear, but there were some things that they couldn't and they couldn't hear.

Wang Ai was a highly respected elder of the Haoran Zhengqi Sect and one of the famous figures in the Wang family. Zhuge Xiaobai's words were a big deal.

As expected, Zhuge Xiaobai couldn't take more than two breaths after saying these words. Suddenly, two powerful men from Wanbao Pavilion appeared. After bowing respectfully to Zhuge Xiaobai, they picked up Zhuge Xiaobai and left.

While being lifted up, Zhuge Xiaobai cursed loudly like an ordinary shrew, leaving Yue Bufan with disheveled hair and a gloomy expression.

The farce ends here, too.

But some of the words and phrases used in the farce were remembered by onlookers.

Although Zhuge Xiaobai is young and sometimes a rogue, he never lies about important matters. He is also restricted by the rules of the Zhuge family and keeps his promises.

The words spoken in anger are so true that they don't seem to be false.

Is this Yue Bufan of the Haoran Zhengqi Sect really a duplicitous hypocrite?

And the same goes for Wang Ai?

Everyone keeps it in mind.

Although the farce was extinguished, the sparks of the farce burned quietly as everyone returned to their respective areas, slowly fermenting in their respective areas, and finally broke through the clouds and started a prairie fire.

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The fire snake danced enchantingly in the alchemy furnace, wrapping a sapphire-colored round elixir up and down.

The alchemy furnace was opened, and cold wind suddenly poured into it. The fire snake's momentum declined, and the elixir shrank when exposed to the cold, becoming more refined.

Then, the elixir was sucked into a white jade elixir bottle, shook slightly, and fell into Zhao Wujiang's hands.

Zhang Xukun was dressed in a light gray Taoist robe and was sitting next to the alchemy furnace. His figure was a little stooped, as if he was too old and weak, and he was warming himself by the fire.

The incense burner crown on his head swayed slightly, and the three incense sticks on it were lit, causing curls of green smoke to gradually cover the entire Wuwei Temple.

Wuwei Temple is a small Taoist temple located deep in the imperial palace. The owner of the temple is Zhang Xukun, the current Taoist leader of the Taoist Sect and the emperor of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty.

In front of a cup of tea, Zhao Wujiang and Xuanyuan Jing came here.

Lin Yu stood respectfully outside the Taoist temple, keeping his head buried.

Smoke waves were like gauze, floating around Zhao Wujiang and Xuanyuan Jing. Zhang Xukun's voice rolled in the smoke waves, but could not float outside the Taoist temple.

"This is a meeting gift for a poor man."

Zhao Wujiang shook the round elixir in the elixir bottle and said softly:

"Thanks."

He was grateful not only for the elixir, but also for Zhang Xukun's secret support.

He smiled again:

"What about hers?"

Zhang Xukun glanced at Xuanyuan Jing, shook his head and smiled:

"Senior brother had already given her a meeting gift for Pindao, and that mountain and river fan is the most precious treasure of the human sect.

If the poor Taoist was the leader of the human sect, he would be reluctant to give this fan of mountains and rivers to others.

When she reaches the Venerable Realm, she will be able to truly understand what it means to truly travel thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, and it is not just the simple movement of space today. "

"I have a lot of questions." Zhao Wujiang looked sincere. He knew who he was, but there were still many things he didn't understand.

Zhang Xukun sat lazily:

"Not all poor people will tell you."

Zhao Wujiang smiled softly:

"What exactly is that demonic thing you want to get?"