Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Under the full moon, Feng Jiuxuan's white clothes were better than the snow, his phantom passed by, the long hair on his temples flicked gently, and there was a hint of surprise in his side eyes.

Xu Yuan stared at the scene not far away.

phantom

wrong.

Compared with the phantom, the "meaning" that flitted across Feng Jiuxuan's hair just now is more like a mass of inexplicable things.

Xu Yuan was excited:

"Old man Luo, I felt it just now"

The saint remnant snorted coldly:

"Of course you can see the "mind" that the old man borrowed from your body."

"What do you mean?" Xu Yuan frowned.

"Don't make noise, I almost died."

upon hearing this,

Xu Yuan was puzzled by what the other party said just now, but he followed it honestly.

Watching that under the trusteeship of the old man Luo's "ai", he was fighting against his uncle across the air.

The moonlight is like a waterfall, and everything around is extremely quiet.

And soon, Xu Yuan understood the meaning of old man Luo's words.

He could only sense the "will" shown by the sage's remnant soul controlling his body, but he had never sensed the "will" released by Feng Jiuxuan from the beginning to the end.

It wasn't that he could see it just now, but that he could see it through the medium of the saint's remnant soul.

Xu Yuan sighed slightly disappointed.

And after the moment when the saint's remnant soul made a counterattack, the battle quickly became one-sided.

Feng Jiuxuan stood on the spot without moving a step, looking at the remnant soul of the saint opposite him with thoughtful eyes.

However, the saint's remnant soul controlled Xu Yuan's body to move around in embarrassment.

Old man Luo, I can't hold it anymore.

While watching, Xu Yuan complained in his heart:

"Hey, old man Luo, why are you so ashamed?"

"Shameful?" Old man Luo replied angrily, "Why don't you try it, kid?"

Xu Yuan didn't care at all:

"I'm just a condensed soul piled up in jars of medicine, do you have the nerve to compare with me?"

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The old man Luo was quiet for a moment, and coughed lightly:

"Hey, it wouldn't be like this in the heyday, but it's really not your uncle's opponent now."

Seeing that the defeat had been decided, Xu Yuan joked and said:

"Knowing that you are not an opponent, you old man still pretended to be like that before?"

Old man Luo took a breath:

"Boy, what did the old man pretend just now?"

"I'd like to see how strong the contemporary lads are."

"Yeah, just to see how strong it is, now I see it."

"." Xu Yuan.

"okay."

The remnant soul of the saint chuckled: "I can't stop the old man, you can enjoy it yourself."

"." Xu Yuan.

After regaining control of his body, Xu Yuan immediately put his mind on alert, grasping the Qing Yu sword and preparing to meet the enemy.

Then,

The field of vision immediately went black.

Facts have proved that Xu Yuan is not a genius.

Waking up again from the despair of complete death, Xu Yuan sighed and prepared to continue training.

Although this world is unfair in many places, there is still a certain degree of fairness in becoming stronger.

If you want to become stronger in a short period of time, you have to endure this unbearable pain for ordinary people.

It's just like wanting to obtain the Art of Blood Primordial Heart Falling at the beginning.

Just as he got up to pick up the Qingyu sword that fell aside, Feng Jiuxuan suddenly spoke, but the words were not addressed to Xu Yuan, but to the remnant soul of the saint:

"Luo Daofan, come out, I have something to ask you."

"." Xu Yuan was taken aback when he heard this.

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged Confucian scholar floated out of the soul ring very honestly, as if he knew that the other party would call him out:

"The Juggernaut can ask directly if he has something to say."

Feng Jiuxuan looked with his eyes:

"Why can you use my nephew's body to release your "will"?"

They looked at each other for a moment at a distance of tens of feet.

Old man Luo put on a show and sighed:

"The former apprentices were masters who liked to cause trouble. In order to help them solve their troubles, the old man can only find ways to improve their ability to save their lives. After ten thousand years, the old man can understand a lot of things."

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes flashed, as if he understood something:

"There was a sense of sluggishness in your "mind" just now, is it because you can't adapt to Chang Tian's body?"

The old man Luo lowered his eyes and let out a low laugh, bluntly:

"Your family's darling has not practiced my old man's skills, so he can't maximize my ability at all."

Feng Jiuxuan narrowed his dark eyes, and said indifferently:

"No wonder you are so desperate to find someone to inherit your mantle."

After a short pause, Feng Jiuxuan pressed his fingertips on the Qingyuan sword, with a strong killing intent:

"I remember Changge said that you wanted to take Changtian as a disciple at first?"

"."

Feng Jiuxuan's strong killing intent seemed solid, even if it wasn't directed at Xu Yuan, it still made him almost breathless.

The remnant soul of the sage seemed to have a speech long ago, saying:

"It's just for self-protection, I don't dare to take it away from him."

At this point in the words, Xu Yuan also reflected on the conversation between old man Luo and Feng Jiuxuan, as well as what the previous two people's battle in the air represented.

The remnant soul of the sage followed him for more than half a year, and he almost forgot about it.

Old man Luo is taking this opportunity to ask Xiangguo Mansion for a reward.

Although it was semi-forced at the beginning, in the final analysis, the relationship between Xiangguo Mansion and old man Luo was just a cooperative relationship, not a superior or subordinate.

Now old man Luo has escorted his three young masters back to Beijing as agreed, and given all the secret resources, but there is no news from his father.

Capitalists don't exploit people like this.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan chuckled inwardly.

Well, capitalists can't, but feudal dynasties can.

However, the old man Luo said this at this time, probably because he sensed that something was going to happen and was planning to pack up and run away.

Feng Jiuxuan suddenly glanced sideways at the direction of the inner court as the night wind caressed her gently.

Then,

A middle-aged man in a dragon robe with gold trim and black bottom landed on the open space in front of the Jiange facing the moonlight.

Xu Yinhe looked around, and first set his eyes on Xu Yuan whose fingers were trembling because he had just experienced death.

A hint of imperceptible concern flickered away.

Without expressing concern, Xu Yinhe silently looked at old man Luo's translucent soul body, with a steady and low voice:

"I heard what happened just now, senior, don't worry, I have found the apprentice you want."

Hearing this, the old man Luo's eyes froze, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he cupped his hands:

"I know that Master Xiangguo will not forget this matter, but I don't know when I can meet my future apprentice, old man?"

Xu Yinhe did not answer immediately, but instead said:

"Jiantian Pavilion was born, and they have announced it to the world through the communication wafer. The missions they sent are already on their way to Beijing to accept the conferment of the imperial court. Judging from the information currently held by the Xiangguo Mansion, their strength is very large."

The old man Luo's eyes changed, and he tried to dress confused:

"I don't know what Xu Xiangguo means by this statement?"

"Old man Luo, can't you figure it out so simple? You are the saint of Jiantian Pavilion~"

Xu Yuan interjected at this moment, just rightly flattering him: "Tianyan knows you are here, and when he sent a mission to Beijing to receive the canonization, is there a possibility that he would like to "welcome" you back?"

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Old man Luo didn't say a word, looking at Xu Yinhe, he knew that Xiangguo's mansion was the house of Xu Xiangguo.

Xu Yinhe didn't say a word, and simply gestured for him to talk to Xu Yuan about it with his eyes.

"." The old man Luo's heart sank, and he began to scold his mother in his heart.

He had seen the weirdness of this little brat Xu Yuan before.

After bidding farewell to Ran Qingmo, on the way north to Beijing, there were three secret places along the way, so he wanted this kid to go there to hunt for treasures, and by the way, he secretly took some things needed to seize the house to prepare.

Every time you make a suggestion, Xu Yuan doesn't say a word, but just looks at you with a smile on his face.

I can see your scalp is numb.

This gave old man Luo the illusion that this kid understood his illusion better than he did.

Thinking of this, the saint's remnant soul glanced at Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan blinked at him and smiled shyly.

"."

The corner of the saint's remnant soul twitched, his face sank like water:

"I won't talk to this kid."

Seeing this, Xu Yuan was about to speak, but Xu Yinhe raised his hand to give a slight signal, and Xu Yuan shut up helplessly.

With a wave of Xu Yinhe's sleeve, the soul ring fell directly from Xu Yuan's fingertips and flew to his palm:

"Since you don't want to talk to Chang Tian, ​​then please move forward to the business."

After finishing speaking, Xu Yinhe nodded to Feng Jiuxuan:

"Brother, Wu Yuan will visit Xiangguo Mansion tomorrow, Chang Tian needs to meet her, you see tonight and tomorrow"

At night, most of the Xiangguo Mansion's area is quiet and quiet without the hustle and bustle of the day.

Xu Yinhe walked steadily ahead, while Xu Yuan quietly walked behind.

After a lapse of ten days, Xu Yuan, who finally left the hell-like Jiange Dojo for the first time, did not feel very relaxed. After deliberating his words for a long time, Xu Yuan still asked:

"Father, about the Jiantian Pavilion"

Xu Yinhe seems to have known that the third son had this question:

"The mission of Jiantian Pavilion will arrive in the Imperial Capital in about two months. It is said that their saintess will meet the emperor in person. You should know Changtian."

"." Xu Yuan.

After a moment of hesitation, Xu Yuan asked slowly:

"Jiantian Pavilion is advancing like this, isn't it afraid that the imperial court will detain its saint?"

Xu Yinhe glanced at him:

"Most of the sects in the two continents of southern Xinjiang did not have any objection to the appearance of Jiantian Pavilion, and many sects that were originally hostile also put down their disputes."

Xu Yuan tentatively asked:

"What do you mean by this is that the two continents of Southern Xinjiang have been actually controlled by Jiantian Pavilion, and the fights between those sects are just for us to see?"

Zongmen forces spread all over the world, but there is no area near Di'an City. This is the result of decades of management between Li Yaoxuan and this old man.

In Cangyuan, the description of the war of this rebellion is very vague, but from the general details, it can be seen that the court basically fought from north to south.

In the end, when it was about to be unified, the Xiangguo Mansion collapsed because of the plot.

In this way, Jiantian Pavilion, which occupies the two continents of southern Xinjiang, should have indeed contributed a lot.

Xu Yinhe kept walking, walking beside the lake, the full moon was reflected in the lake water:

"Yes, they sent people from Jiantian Pavilion to Beijing this time, accepting the conferment of the imperial court on the surface, but in fact they are putting pressure on the imperial court's military operations in the northern border."

"Press?" Xu Yuan murmured.

Xu Yinhe squinted his eyes, meaningful:

"It is impossible for Jiantian Pavilion to stand on the side of the imperial court. It is impossible to stand, benefit, or motive. Coming here to exert pressure is considered to be a vote of honor for the world's sects."

"Certificate of honor?" Xu Yuan frowned: "The Zongmen's attitude towards Jiantian Pavilion is unlikely to be too good. Will they accept the certificate of honor?"

Zongmen is both an individual and a whole.

Jiantian Pavilion, the big brother who was ten thousand years ago, suddenly appeared to enter the sect as a whole, and he would inevitably have conflicts with the current big brother of the sect. Whether he would accept Jiantian Pavilion is still unknown.

In the plot of the previous life, Jianzong disappeared as soon as the battle started.

The sect needs a leader, so Jiantian Pavilion has plenty of room to do things in the dark, but now Jianzong is doing well, and Ran Jianli is still the national teacher. Now that Jiantian Pavilion comes out, he will definitely be inside the sect cause division.

One faction is pro-Jianzong, and the other is pro-supervising Tiange.

With such a situation, the imperial court can be said to have a lot to do in the meantime.

Xu Yinhe sighed, turned his eyes to look at Xu Yuan, and said a word calmly:

"Changtian, what if Jiantian Pavilion uses the name of catastrophe?"

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Hearing this, Xu Yuan's eyes widened slightly.

Thousands of thoughts suddenly appeared in my mind, complicated and unorganized.

Because of the particularity of Yantian Jue, Jiantian Pavilion's status is very embarrassing, and it can even be said to be a natural opposition to any other forces.

What it says and the attitude it holds will not be followed by too many sects.

But it is different if it is beneficial to the sect.

No matter whether it was compiled by the editor-in-chief of Jiantian Pavilion or not, the Zongmen will confirm it with one voice.

Xu Yuan frowned and walked out for more than ten feet:

"If Jiantian Pavilion is allowed to arrive in Beijing for an audience, the catastrophe will make the imperial court lose the righteousness of occupying it."

It's useless to say that this thing is useless, but it is very useful if it is said to be useful.

Today, Dayan is still a whole, and righteousness is an excuse for action within the rules. It can win the hearts of the people, stabilize the morale of the army with legitimacy, and make it impossible for people to oppose it openly.

But now the Dayan court has absolute righteousness in using troops against the barbarians.

Although the Zongmen didn't want to see it, at most they used some mouthpieces to say "waste of money" in the court, or blocked it with the previous "self-explosion" method, and there was no way to object on the surface.

But catastrophe.

The top sects of Dayan should know about catastrophe, even if they don't, the sects who know will send a message to inform them.

In this way, using the catastrophe as an excuse to preserve the strength of the Great Yan to cope with the coming catastrophe will become a greater righteousness than eliminating alien races.

Xu Yinhe stood still, looking at the south from a distance with a faint look:

"Let the court lose its righteousness in exchange for a certificate of honor to enter the sect, that Jiantian Pavilion master is a good way."

Xu Yuan stroked the Sumeru Ring on his fingertips:

"It's difficult for the imperial court to deal with such a conspiracy unless it is completely torn apart, but we should not be suitable to tear ourselves apart with the Zongmen right now."

Xu Yinhe nodded, and suddenly asked:

"Changtian, do you have any countermeasures for this matter?"

Without even thinking about it, Xu Yuan spit out a word:

"drag."

"drag?"

Xu Yinhe murmured, knowing clearly, and looked at Xu Yuan with a smile in his eyes: "Why?"

look at each other,

Xu Yuan spread his hands and said with a smile:

"The emperor has lived in the palace for a long time, and your father is busy with government affairs. Even if the Jiantian Pavilion spread the news of the catastrophe to the world, it is inevitable that some treacherous villains will deceive the emperor and your father.

"Until the Jiantian Pavilion mission arrives, neither of you will know about it."

Promises that cannot be fulfilled become shackles

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