Li Juanchen stared at her husband quietly, as if she cared more about this man than what he said. His affectionate eyes showed that he was her whole world.
With the country in hand and the beauty in my arms, the fighting spirit will gradually disappear in the water-like tenderness.
This is an eternal iron rule for ordinary people, but Pan Shenglin is an exception. He is always self-conscious and contented and happy, and happy will lead to death.
The end of life often does not appear at the age when the sunset shines, but when the goal of struggle is lost. It was Pan Shenglin's inherent pride and honor to have countless princes, generals, ministers, and hermits in the mountains surrender at his feet, and to have the world look up to him in a humble and humble manner.
God-given blessings must be blessed by God, and the continuation of honor cannot be hindered. It is time for the puppet emperor in the secular world to be beaten. Don't think that recruiting a group of strangers will make you tough in words and deeds.
Pan Shenglin sneered in his heart, but when he touched the deep admiration and admiration in Li Juanchen's eyes, he suddenly felt that the lonely road to becoming a king was not a lonely one. He was secretly pleased, but he ignored that Li Kuanchen was the heroine of Xilinfang. How could he sit back and know everything about the world?
Li Juanchen was indifferent to the rest of the matter and said calmly: "The Huaqing Sect has deep roots and luxuriant leaves. Tongchenyuan's desire to compete with it is undoubtedly a daydream, and the same goes for the Panyuan Alliance."
Pan Shenglin's eyes were burning and he shook his head and said: "My beloved concubine is unaware of something. There is intrigue within the Huaqing Sect. Lin Daozi has coveted the position of headmaster for a long time."
Li Juanchen wondered: "As the saying goes, no one is allowed to sleep soundly on the side of the bed. How can this be tolerated when Li Xiaoyang is far-sighted?"
Pan Shenglin said: "Headmaster Li naturally wants to get rid of him quickly, but Lin Daozi is lonely in the sect, but he is a close friend of Xuanxu of Jialan Temple, and even has a close affinity with Xuanjing. The two sects have a hand-in-hand friendship. The so-called incompatibility Looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face makes it inconvenient to take action."
"It is definitely not a wise man's plan to sit back and watch it happen." Li Juanchen sighed, "But I heard that Abbot Xuanjing has been in seclusion all year round and rarely cares about secular affairs. Recently, the two sects have caused trouble everywhere. Could it be..."
Pan Shenglin interrupted and said: "It's just a small fight, all based on the instructions of Xuanxu and Lin Daozi!"
Li Juanchen was speechless, and suddenly asked: "Are you trying to test Li Xiaoyang?"
Pan Shenglin said: "There is no shortage of such possibilities. It is ridiculous that Headmaster Li is indecisive and he will eventually have to pay the price. At present, Mingxiao is still injured, and Qi Canghuang and Su Buyao have ambiguous attitudes. If the dispute between Headmaster Li breaks out, Li Xiaoyang will be alone."
Li Juanchen wondered: "If you provoke Li Xiaoyang rashly, the losses will be immeasurable. Xuanxu should know that even the rich family of Jialan Temple cannot afford to squander it."
"It is estimated that this move is intended to find out Li Xiaoyang's bottom line." Pan Shenglin said, "The art of war says 'avoid them when they are strong, and scratch them when they are angry'. If Jialan Temple chooses to intervene in the internal fighting of the Qing sect, it will inevitably formulate a complete action plan. .”
Li Juanchen pondered for a while and then asked with concern: "Your Majesty is the chief guest elder of the Huaqing Sect. How will you handle yourself then?"
Pan Shenglin's eyes gradually softened, and he said slowly: "The situation is unclear, and being busy taking sides is the choice of mediocrity."
Li Juanchen was silent, and Pan Shenglin added: "The mantis is chasing the cicada, and the oriole is behind. The opportunity has not yet appeared, but they have common hidden dangers that need to be eliminated urgently."
Li Kuanchen lost his voice and said: "Tongchen Garden!"
It must be Tongchenyuan. Its strength has already posed a threat. No matter Huaqingmen or Jialan Temple, they will never prepare for future troubles.
Pan Shenglin said: "According to my guess, this confrontation in the sea is the end of Xi Yao and the end of Tongchenyuan."
Alien tribes are watching, and a powerful person in the world is thinking of fighting with his roommate. Is this kind of cultivation family still a blessing to the people? Li Juanchen was extremely confused. Suddenly looking up, the tourists outside the building had dispersed and the lights were dim. Xilinfang has always been singing and dancing, but from now on it may be difficult to stay out of it.
Pan Shenglin drank the wine in the bottle and suddenly asked: "Where is Jian'er?"
Li Juanchen said with a wry smile: "With her pampering and indulgent temperament, it's not hard to guess where she's going."
Pan Shenglin snorted strangely and sat silently, then suddenly heard a beautiful voice saying: "Can Qi Canghuang's adopted son be able to stand in the eyes of his father?"
The door opened slightly, revealing a face that was about to burst open, happy and angry, and it was none other than Pan Yinjian!
Pan Shenglin sneered and said: "It's a good match, but it's a pity that the Taoism is too shallow."
Pan Yinjian blinked and said, "What's the weight of a little-known secret?"
Pan Shenglin showed some interest and said: "It cannot be generalized. The deeper the secret is buried, the greater the value."
Pan Yinjian smiled and said: "My daughter's secret has a clearly marked price, and all it takes is a promise from my father."
Pan Shenglin nodded and smiled without saying a word. Pan Yinjian did not dare to make any more mysteries, so he told the story of Changhu Town in detail.
Even though Pan Shenglin had the power of a temple, he was still shocked by this secret. He murmured: "Buddha flower mandala flower! Tengu cub! It turns out that the rumors are true, there must be a hiding place for Buddhist cultivators in the immortal world!"
"Buddhist cultivator in the immortal world?" Pan Yinjian was confused.
Li Kuanchen was still frightened. There was a hidden danger in the Immortal Cave, and it was probably even more dangerous than the Gate of Hell. However, her daughter's arrogant appearance made her too lazy to point it out. She could only secretly sigh that the ignorant are fearless.
Pan Shenglin fell into deep thought and muttered to himself: "Buddhist cultivators in the lower realm are suppressed by the interface, but their magical powers are no less than those at the top of this realm. Why is the ban in the mansion so unreasonable? The elixir is gone. Is the rumor wrong or has it been removed? Who is the first to get there first?"
Pan Yinjian said casually: "After the ban is broken, there are only three treasures: the scepter, the spiritual feather and the Buddha's bones, which are visible to everyone, unless the elixir is hidden elsewhere."
Li Juanchen suddenly said: "The effect of the fairy medicine can cure terminal diseases and relieve hundreds of poisons. Could it be that the Buddhist cultivators have already eaten up all of it?"
Pan Shenglin was speechless, and then sighed dejectedly: "Confused, since the Buddhist cultivator is seriously injured and dying, how can there be any reason to have the fairy medicine but not use it? If you can't use it to save yourself, the fairy medicine will have a false name after all."
Disappointed, he laughed at himself: "The monks from all over the world have been searching hard to no avail, but they were accidentally hit by a group of juniors and took advantage of it. It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"
Li Juanchen said sweetly: "If you plant flowers intentionally, they won't bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade. Deep and shallow relationships have their own destiny, so we shouldn't force them."
Pan Shenglin had a free and easy nature, and his hopes and obsessions were all relieved in laughter. He understood Pan Yinjian's request, and seeing that he was in harmony with the person he wanted, he immediately promised not to interfere.
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It is said that Yan Ci went to the lantern market to rest, and he was quite unsatisfied. He held a rabbit lantern in his right hand and put his left hand behind his back to Shi Shiran and headed back home.
Outside the waterside pavilion, a child was peeing into the mouth of a carp lantern by the lake.
When he first saw a stranger, he was so frightened that he wet his pants. Yan Ci was stunned, and the child let out a strange howl, made a face and ran away.
Yan Ciru was poked in the laughter hole, pointed at the child and started laughing.
Before the laughter ended, someone grabbed him by the collar, and Du Ruozhou's voice shouted close to his ear: "You thief is so happy that you forget to return home, causing me to look for you!"
Yan Ci turned around and made a joke, saying, "Senior brother, you only focused on admiring the lanterns and missed a good show!"
Du Ruozhou sneered and said: "Peeping at the child peeing? Hey, junior brother is really a gentleman." On the covered bridge, Yu Lu and others laughed out loud.
Yan Ci whispered in his ear: "There is a comfortable place here, and the women in it are all long-legged and perky, and they are hot and charming."
Du Ruozhou's eyes flashed green and he asked quickly: "Where is it?"
Yan Ci chuckled and said, "Hey... maybe you want to..." The two of them understood each other tacitly and laughed in a very obscene manner.
Yan Ci suddenly said loudly: "Sexy... lustful maniac! His mind is full of female lust, and he will die on a woman's belly sooner or later..." Before he could finish his words, he had already run away.
Du Ruozhou's green eyes were no longer green, but his face. In full view of everyone, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
It is true that evil people will be punished by evil people. After Yu Lu had laughed enough, he suddenly remembered the business, so he called Yan Ci and said: "The news of sudden strange phenomena in Changhu Town has spread. Master Liu knows two things." You were directly involved in the dispute over the exotic treasures, so I sent you a message and went quickly to find out what happened."
Yu Lu had an idea of what was going on. Although he racked his brains to recall a few words about the rumors about Buddhism, he did not dare to say anything. He only said that he must report the truth and not miss any details.
After repeated instructions, Yu Lu handed over a sign breaking the ban and said: "You two can return here to rest after you are done. That matter involves people's privacy. Please forgive me for the inconvenience and go with me." After saying this, he invited Du Ruo. Zhou and Susha Qingying went inside alone.
Yan Ci is not stupid. There are many signs in Yin Gang Temple that indicate that the temple owner has an extraordinary origin, and it is very likely that a monk from another world is involved.
The scepter, spiritual feathers and Buddha bones were witnessed by many people, so they were destined to be hidden away. The Void Pill and Liuying Sun Chasing Boots were obtained secretly, and they were beloved objects, but it was not suitable for outsiders to know. I want to change my words to cover up my selfishness, but I am worried that it will be revealed under the careful questioning of my elders.
Qu Yuyi's eyes drifted slightly, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said softly: "The mysterious temple, the weird boy, the cruel and cruel monster, every one of them is enough to shock the world, who has any thoughts? Get into the details of what makes sense or what doesn’t.”
With a clear understanding in his heart, Yan Ci knew what he was saying. He murmured to himself: "Some people dream of the scepter, and some people think about the Buddha's bones. I just hope that the spiritual feather is not too magical... .”
Yan Ci and Qu Yuyi supplemented each other and detailed the events of Yingang Temple. They mentioned that Ji Chong escaped with the Buddha's bones and that the scepter was returned to Huaqing and Jialan. They also said that after the temple collapsed and the towers collapsed, there was no further text.
Liu Ruoxi listened patiently. Although her face looked calm and composed, her knuckles that turned white from clenching her hands revealed some kind of anger or anxiety in her heart.
From the beginning to the end, Liu Ruoxi only cared about and asked about one thing, and that was about the weak-headed boy's background, origin, name and apprenticeship. However, no one could explain clearly that he appeared so suddenly, astonishing the world with his unparalleled skills and seemingly innocent actions.
Looking at all the clues, Liu Ruoxi was absolutely sure that the weak-guan young man came from a remote and hidden place, where the most noble clan, the Xuanyuan clan, was hidden! They are the direct descendants of Huangdi, the ancestor of humanity.
In the first year of Dao Li, after the ancestor Huang Di ascended on a dragon, his descendants who were keen on seeking immortality and seeking immortality escaped from the world of mortals and became the pioneers in building today's cultivation system.
With the changes in history, most of the Xuanyuan clan separated from their maternal lineage, acquired new surnames and ethnic groups, and then fell silent in the Yangyang Divine Continent. Only this branch continues the past glory and mission of the ancestors and maintains peace in the world.
Many experts have spared no effort to search for their footprints, but only got one puzzle after another. So far, no one knows where the Xuanyuan family lives. Their past is extremely mysterious, and only a few words are circulated among high-level cultivators. As time goes by, the Xuanyuan clan gradually only exists in legends, for monks all over the world to burn incense and worship.
Liu Ruoxi gradually got rid of these distracting thoughts, but she still couldn't smooth over the complicated thoughts.
The world of cultivation is walking on thin ice at this time, and every tiny move contains complex motives. There is no doubt that the scepter is definitely one of the biggest variables.
Since Miao Zhan, the Buddhist disciple, had guessed the boy's origin, he only hoped that Huaqingmen and Jialan Temple would take it seriously and dispose of the scepter properly.
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