Lin Yige attached a spiritual consciousness to the phantom puppet, and controlled "Wen Caiwei" to praise sweetly: "Grandma will definitely appreciate my uncle's filial piety!"
Wen Zongyizheng was drinking tea. Hearing the blunt and pretentious compliment, Leng Buding almost poured the boiling tea on himself.
He coughed a few times, suppressed his laughter, and suggested: "Why don't you let me control this puppet?"
If Lin Yige controls the puppet to confront Old Mrs. Wen, he will be seen through as soon as he opens his mouth.
Lin Yige frowned, "I think my control is pretty good! Isn't that how Caiwei talks?"
Isn't that how Caiwei talks, delicate, soft, and lovable?
Wen Zongyi was silent for a moment and couldn't help but say: "...You used to think that your painting and calligraphy were pretty good!"
When Lin Yige heard this, he immediately put down the tea bowl and grabbed the Gengxin sword, "Wen Zongyi, do you want to take my sword?!"
"I'm afraid of you!" Wen Zongyi waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "Caiwei will never talk like this in front of me. She knows very well what kind of nephew I, the head of the Wen family, need in a descendant."
"Yuzhou Wenshi, really..."
Lin Yige thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable explanation.
"What happened to the Wen family in Yuzhou? If Caiwei hadn't been born in the direct line of the Wen family in Yuzhou, and if she hadn't been born with wisdom early, she wouldn't have lived to be ten years old."
After Wen Zongyi finished speaking, he sighed, "Actually, I roughly understand what you said. But the whole cultivation world is like this, and it's not just me, the Yuzhou Wen clan?!"
Cultivators in the world of mountains and seas respect the strong.
Therefore, in order to become stronger, the monks themselves are constantly competing for resources, inheritance, techniques and other things that are contestable; in order to grow, large sects continue to compete with small forces and exploit the resources of the secret realm.
Cultivation families, with the same bloodline, were divided into three, six or nine levels overnight due to Tianding's cultivation qualifications, so internal strife was naturally inevitable.
Before coming into contact with the disciples of the Guiyi Sect, Wen Zongyi didn't think there was anything wrong with the cultivation world respecting the strong.
It wasn't until he met Lin Yige that he realized that he could still regard the entire sect as a reliable companion!
Thinking of this, Wen Zongyi's eyes were full of envy and he said: "Really, it's your Guiyi faction that is going to be independent, right?"
Lin Yige blinked, feeling baffled.
If a monk spends his mind on foreign objects and fighting, how can he devote himself to improving his strength?
"The disciples of my Guiyi sect are also divided into outer sect, inner sect, direct disciples and true disciples. They just perform their duties and live in harmony. How can they be independent?"
Wen Zongyi choked, and suddenly remembered that this was not what he originally wanted to say, "If you don't talk about this anymore, you should leave the puppet to me to control!"
Lin Yige guided Wen Zongyi to connect his consciousness with the phantom puppet.
She did not withdraw the spiritual consciousness from "Wen Caiwei", so she could hear all the conversations between "Wen Caiwei" and Wen Mengyue.
Wen Zongyi controlled "Wen Caiwei" to drink a cup of spiritual tea, and all the changes were the same as those of a normal monk in the foundation-building period drinking spiritual tea.
"Speaking of which, I saw the photos of the Rookie Association. The leader of the Guiyi faction at that time, 'Liu Fufeng', was probably also a phantom puppet, right?"
Lin Yige was a little surprised, "You even know this?"
As the acting head of Guiyi Sect, Liu Fufeng has never been arrogant. Anyone who has come into contact with him can guess that, right?
Wen Zongyi finally swallowed the words on his lips, "...it's not hard to guess, right? I have had several contacts with Liu Fufeng, the acting head of Guiyi Sect."
After explaining casually, Wen Zongyi stood up and said: "Then I will take Caiwei to see Mrs. Wen first. You wait for me in the waterside pavilion for a while."
Lin Yige nodded casually and prepared to use "Wen Caiwei's" eyes to see what Wen Mengyue's plan was.
…
Wen Zongyi took "Wen Caiwei" with his sword and flew on Xiong'er Mountain for a while before arriving at a secluded courtyard.
He took a deep breath before pushing open the courtyard door.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air.
The courtyard was quiet, as if no one was living there.
When Wen Zongyi took "Wen Caiwei" into the courtyard, the courtyard door was closed.
The faint smell of blood at the entrance of the courtyard suddenly became richer, mixed with a trace of rotten stench and the fragrance of many elixirs.
He gritted his teeth and straightened his back before saying, "Wen Zongyi, the head of the Wen family, brought Wen Caiwei, the young master of the Wen family, to ask to see Mrs. Wen."
After a long time, a clear female voice came from the silent courtyard: "Oh, you don't even want to call me 'mother' anymore."
The voice was as beautiful as an oriole leaving the valley, and it was completely incompatible with a female nun who was over 2,000 years old and was about to die.
Wen Zongyi sneered, "Do you really want to hear me call you that?"
The female voice was silent for a long time, then said: "...the elders in the family all want Wen Caiwei to be the young master of the Wen family?"
Wen Zongyi laughed loudly and said: "It doesn't matter if they like it or not, as long as I like it."
The elders of the Wen clan only focus on cultivation and don't care about trivial matters.
As long as the Wen clan has internal peace and can provide them with the resources and treasures they need, they can make anyone they like.
Since Wen Zongyi came to power, their resources and treatment have improved a lot compared to when Wen Mengyue came to power.
"You still have some discernment. Although it is a girl's film, after all, it is Zong Si's bloodline, so it must not be much different!" There was a hint of relief in the female voice.
Wen Zongyi frowned. As a woman, shouldn't she be extra friendly to women like Wu Lan or Lin Yige?
I really don’t know what Mrs. Wen is thinking. Even she herself doesn’t look down on women!
"Old Mrs. Wen, you were once a girl."
"Get out of here!" There was a hint of anger in the female voice, "...Wen Caiwei stays."
Wen Zongyi smiled, turned to "Wen Caiwei" and warned: "Caiwei, don't make your grandmother angry."
"Wen Caiwei" bowed her hands and said solemnly: "Niece, don't worry."
Wen Zongyi nodded with satisfaction and watched "Wen Caiwei" walk into the main hall of the courtyard before turning around and preparing to leave the courtyard.
He paused for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked: "Old Mrs. Wen, why are your nephews silent? Why don't you come to greet me, the head of the family?"
"You still have the nerve to talk about them?! My grandchildren are doing their job well, so why bother you by sending them to another hospital?"
Wen Zongyi's eyes were heavy, "Old Mrs. Wen, my nephews are alive and well, how can they bother you?! Even if the tiger's poison does not eat its seeds, they are all your blood!"
"Nonsense! They are all alive and well!"
A black and red light flashed, and Wen Zongyi felt an irresistible force coming, and he was outside the courtyard gate in the blink of an eye.
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