As soon as Bu Taixu said these words, Chang Shouqing's face froze. Before he could think of how to ease the atmosphere, Wen Zongyi spoke first.
"Senior, why did you say this? This junior's biological father has died long ago."
Bu Taixu leaned his upper body back, raised his chin, and said, "If you don't believe it, you can use your Wen clan's bloodline tracing technique. It's your blessing that I recognize you."
The curvature of Wen Zongyi's lips did not change at all, and he said: "What the senior said must be proved by the senior himself. The junior has been an unlucky person since he was a child."
Bu Taixu frowned slightly when he heard Wen Zongyi's resistance, and the pressure of the Mahayana period erupted from his body.
Chang Shouqing took a breath and quickly explained in detail the relationship between the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation that disappeared outside the mountain gate and Wen Zongyi, and suggested: "The Supreme Elder might as well invite Mrs. Wen here."
Seeing Bu Taixu's move, he went to persuade Wen Zongyi: "If the Master of the Wen family doesn't believe Taixu, he should believe what Mrs. Wen said..."
"Pavilion Master Chang persuaded me to trust her?" Wen Zongyi sneered, stood up and walked out of Xinghui Hall, murmuring, "Mr. Wen always listens to advice, she said that I am a rebellious little beast, I should have done it a long time ago Go to hell. I will be struck to death by the thunderbolt!"
Chang Shouqing was stunned for a moment, pinched his brows, and then looked at Bu Taixu with a grimace: "Tai Shang Elder, look at this... or forget it?"
Bu Taixu's expression was not pretty.
He is one of the few late-stage Mahayana monks in the world of mountains and seas. Even if he is facing an upper hand, he is still capable of fighting.
If he is willing to hold his nose to recognize Wen Zongyi, he should come forward to "fulfill his filial piety" and offer Wen's hands to please him.
Bu Taixu glanced at Wen Caiwei, waved his hand and said, "It's just your disobedience. Don't live or die."
The invisible force pulled Wen Zongyi back and pushed him back to his original position.
Bu Taixu waved to Wen Caiwei and said, "It's not too late to tell you now. Caiwei knows the current affairs and has recognized me as her grandfather. I heard that she has taken over the seal of the head of the Wen family?"
He picked up the spiritual tea that Chang Shouqing had newly brewed for him and took a sip, as if Wenshi had become something in the palm of his hand.
Chang Shouqing rolled his eyes and understood. He immediately cupped his hands to Wen Caiwei and said with a smile, "It turns out that I am the head of the Wen family. I'm disrespectful!"
Before Wen Zongyi said anything, Wen Mo, one of the family elders behind him, glanced at Wen Caiwei with disgust, then whispered in Wen Zongyi's ear: "Master, this girl Caiwei is of no use. She hasn't officially taken over as the head of the family. Recognizing a thief as his ancestor, he behaves like a follower of others... I think we should take back the seal of the head of the Wen family and choose another young master!"
Although it was a whisper, everyone present heard it clearly.
Wen Qi pulled off his sleeve and shook his head slightly, reminding him to pay attention to his words and occasion.
Bu Taixu is a Mahayana monk. If he calls someone a "thief" to his face, does he not want to live?
Wen Lu reacted very quickly and immediately took over the conversation and said, "The young master herself didn't say anything, so you are so eager to convict her. What are your intentions?"
"Wen Lu, haven't you always thought that the young master is too weak? Why are you pretending to be a good person now?"
"I just feel that the young master is too weak to continue his bloodline. What a pity for this rare Chaos Spiritual Root. I have no children, unlike your ancestor Wenqi, who has too many useless descendants to take care of..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I have never objected to Wen Caiwei being the head of the family!"
"Wen Qi, stop being so pretentious. Why don't you send your little grandson to the master's study to be Wen Caiwei's attendant? If you want to get close to the water, you will get the moon first? Are you blind and can't see it?"
"Okay, have you forgotten the rules set by your ancestors that do not allow marriages of the same bloodline?"
"I'm not, I didn't, you...are talking nonsense!"
Before Wen Zongyi and Wen Caiwei could speak, the elders of the Wen family had a huge quarrel, betraying each other and losing all dignity.
After seeing the three family elders arguing among themselves for a long time, Wen Zongyi scolded him slowly: "Shut up! Are you all stupid?! You don't even look at where this place is. This is Tingfeng Pavilion. How can you behave like this?" !」
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Yi spoke, and the three elders had no choice but to shut their mouths angrily.
Wen Zongyi winked at Wen Caiwei, and it was his intention to expose Wen's internal discord to the public.
In this case, Master Taixu naturally could not just watch Wen's cooked duck fly away, and would put Wen Caiwei back as soon as possible.
Wen Caiwei understood and lowered her head to cover the smile on her lips. When she raised her head again, tears were already welling up in her black and white eyes, and her soft voice had a crying sound: "Master Taixu has an unbroken blood relationship with this junior. Why do all the elders say that I am just following the trend? My grandfather just wanted to keep me here for a while."
She sniffed, as if she had been greatly wronged, and looked at Bu Taixu hopefully: "Grandpa, please say something!"
Bu Taixu has been stationed in the border areas of Kyushu all year round. He has not been familiar with the world for a long time, and he was a little sluggish for a while, unable to clarify the situation at once.
Wen Caiwei has just taken over as the head of the family and has not yet taken Wen into her hands. It is time to let her go as soon as possible to avoid losing power.
But he originally didn't plan to keep her here for a long time. He planned to let Wen Caiwei go back when she could obey his words.
After all, she is now the true disciple of Lin Yige of the Guiyi Sect, and he doesn't want to directly provoke Feng Qingqing yet.
The behavior of the Wen family members made him more and more suspicious.
Could it be possible that Wen Zongyi knew something?
Bu Taixu was deep in thought and silent. Everyone held their breath and waited for him to speak. You could hear a needle drop in the hall.
Chang Shouqing looked at the setting sun, his consciousness swirling on the top-quality elixir bottle in Najie.
If he has this free time, he might as well go back and calculate how much he can get from the spiritual stones earned by Tingfeng Pavilion today, or set an auction price for Wanhua Dan.
Bloodline is trouble!
However, in Tingfeng Pavilion, there are very few monks like him who are not interested in love and are single.
It was also thanks to this that he became the master of Tingfeng Pavilion for hundreds of years.
After a long time, Chang Shouqing coughed lightly, took out a jade token from the Najie, made two gestures, and handed it to Wen Caiwei, saying: "Since the head of the Wen family is of the bloodline of the Taishang Elder, with this jade token belonging to the elder's family, we are listening." Feng Pavilion enjoys the treatment of an outer disciple."
After doing this, he bowed to Master Taixu and said, "This is a family matter of the Supreme Elder, and it is not appropriate for me to interfere. The affairs in the pavilion are busy, so I have to leave first."
After that, he ran away from Yufeng without looking back.
Bu Taixu was stunned for a moment, looked at Chang Shouqing's back, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "That's it, with the family jade token, Caiwei can leave whenever he wants."
Wen Caiwei pursed her lips and secretly rejoiced, without revealing anything on her face. She then persuaded Wen Zongyi and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I'll stay for a few days and then go back."
Since the elder said, "Recognize thieves as ancestors," she must ensure that "the thieves don't get away with it."
