Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 187
Renjue looked at the shocked Gucheng in front of him, and couldn't help pursing his lips, feeling a little complacent.

"What do you think of this person?"

"Qi Xie's words, of course, but I don't know if this person is reliable?"

Looking at Renjue, Gucheng finally knew where his self-confidence came from. With Qixie, who is super god, supernatural and double, no matter what happens, how can he be difficult.

In other words, in today's world, when it comes to planning strategies, how many people can surpass Qi Xie?
Moreover, Qi Xie is inherently good and evil, and his status as the leader of the Three Rebellion Sects gives him enough reasons to initiate the case of extermination.

Even when the rivers and lakes are clear, it is difficult for anyone to distinguish clearly, let alone now, when the rivers and lakes are in chaos and blood disasters happen one after another?
The status is sufficient and the ability is sufficient, but the purpose and loyalty of Qixie, Gucheng feels, still needs to be discussed.

"reliable?"

"Don't worry! No matter how he was in the past, since he is used by me now, I naturally have the ability to make him obey my orders."

"You don't have to worry about this."

Seeing that people feel confident, Gucheng let go of his worries. When it comes to reliability, among the immortal sects, apart from the eldest brother Yu Xiaoyao, his predecessor, Xianqiong, is probably the most unreliable.

The remaining few people are not the ones who promise what they say and what they say.

His worry was just out of habit, but he forgot to face it. After all, he wasn't a frequent visitor to the world.

But someone who is one of the Xuanhuang Three Vehicles of the Immortal Sect is very king!
Gucheng calmed down his mood a little bit, the ups and downs, from worry to urgency, from urgency to inevitability, although it was only for a while, but Gucheng felt that this was more emotionally ups and downs than everything he had faced in recent days .

Even if I met the Fa Confucian monarch Fengtian the day before yesterday, it was nothing more than that.

He picked up the teacup on the table, sipped it lightly, and left the tea for a while. Although it was still steaming, it was as moist as his throat, but it didn't have that tingling hot feeling.

On the contrary, there is a faint feeling of softness, just like the spring rain falling, dripping onto the cheeks, the feeling of softness that will disappear in an instant after being slightly cold.

As warm as jade, as light as a cloud!
After drinking tea for a while, Gu Cheng raised his head and looked at the senior brother in front of him who had far-reaching plans and made plans before moving.

He opened the mouth and said: "Since the senior brother has such a complete plan, he must have a plan for the specific implementation!"

Even the choice of Qi Xie Zonghengzi has already been thought of, and people feel that the details are disclosed so completely.

Gucheng guessed that he probably already had a plan in his stomach and plans.

Perhaps before his arrival, Renjue already had such a plan. Even if he doesn't come, presumably, Gucheng will hear the sensation caused by Qixie in a short time!
His arrival may just add one more insider to the plan.

Thinking of this, Gucheng smiled slightly. This was not to celebrate the success of such a plan, which promoted him to complete the things that Faru explained, and then had a positive impact on the current bloody disaster.

In fact, even if he doesn't come this time, presumably when the time comes to talk about chivalrous conduct, the Confucian Lord Fengtian will still be there on time.

After all, for Jun Fengtian who values ​​common people more than himself, it is not his character to watch common people die.

If he really did this, then he would not be Jun Fengtian.

He chuckled, just to make people feel happy.

Originally, Gucheng was delighted when people felt that they had given up fighting for the top spot, but in fact they felt a little guilty.

In his opinion, the most human being is the lifelong dream and pursuit of his senior, but all of this will end sadly and prematurely because of his appearance and his disruption.

Although this scene is enjoyable to see, is it too cruel for Mr. Fei Fei?
But listening to the brother's words and thoughts now, it is obvious that he has already prepared for all of this, and it was not created in a hurry, just for himself.

That's why this time, Gucheng smiled lightly, happy for his senior brother to see through the fog, see through the truth, and find his own way.

"Is it implemented?"

"I already have a draft, as for the details."

"In a while, after lunch, after you leave the moon and never return to the sun, you must have heard about it after you step into the rivers and lakes."

"Here, I won't go into details."

Human consciousness speaks out, answering all the puzzles of Gucheng.

The sky is high and the earth is far away, although it is unpredictable, but the human heart is always the most unpredictable thing between heaven and earth.

Xuanhuang Sancheng, heaven, earth and man, Renjue, who is in the position of "herringbone", can be said to have played the character "herringbone" to the fullest. People's hearts are unpredictable, and Renjue's planning strategy is equally profound.

In fact, Renjue's plan had already started long before the lonely city stepped into the bright moon.

As time goes by, everything is a matter, and naturally it will slowly come to light, whether it is the holy sword, or the magic knife, or even the source of blood darkness that the father of boasting is concerned about.

Everything will emerge from the rivers and lakes, presenting scenes of the so-called truth of the past.

But others feel that he is still the one who stays behind closed doors, loves delicious food, reclusive and tall in yellow clothes, and all the turmoil in the martial arts will not involve others.

For this reason, he specially left the lonely city behind, and at the same time, he also left Jun Fengtian's eyes.

After this incident, the Confucian sect's doubts will disappear in an instant, no, it cannot be said to be doubts.After all, before today, or after today, other people's perceptions are just human perceptions.

Who else would doubt him?

"After lunch, will you find out?"

Staring at Renjue, Gucheng was shocked in his heart, planning step by step, did he start when he stepped into the bright moon?
Or, it has already started before you step into the moon that does not return to sink.

This kind of operation is suffocating.

Sure enough, when it comes to planning a plan, among the immortal sects, people should be respected!

"After lunch, you will find out!"

Patting the bloodless Gucheng, very Jun said calmly, with a soft tone, as if comforting Gucheng.

While speaking, he picked up the teacup on the table, raised it above his head, drank it in one gulp, and looked up at the lonely city that had returned to normal.

He waved his hand gently, and as the gesture fell, the golden light in the sky slowly dispersed as if it had come, with dragons roaring, tigers roaring, phoenixes mingling and Kun howling, like a mirage.

Gradually turned into a faint phantom, disappeared without a trace, only a piece of azure blue in the void, and a touch of golden rain falling.

"When you wake up and have a good dream, let it be cold in bamboo and pine. Xuanyuan's affairs, ancient and modern, romantic rivers and mountains. Intoxicated with a white head, relax and become a grand view. Waking up, also in the world; dreaming, also in the world."

As the dreamlike poem came, Renjue Weijun dressed in a yellow fir, stepped on the golden auspicious cloud, and slowly landed.

The bright moon does not return to the sun, the lake is rippling, calm and without waves, what a beautiful scene in the world.

Half of the lake is rippled with clear ripples, sparkling, reflecting the lost heart, stepping on the black long sword, the lonely city is leisurely lost in thought.

"To understand the things of all people, to realize the knowledge of one's own. Sincerity produces the will of the people, and the heart of life."

The title of the poem is bright, the light is clear and sacred, and the immortal posture descends gracefully, accompanied by the aura of grandeur, and behind you are the phantoms of sages!
Just as a thousand sails pass by, the sages accompany them!
The lake was originally calm and waveless, but with the resounding of the poem and the radiance of the holy light, the waves rose and fell in an instant, and the waves continued, as if the waves roared once in a thousand years.

"Xi Yan'er, prepare lunch!"

(End of this chapter)