Someone always hinders my strategy

Wan Yao only stayed here for a while, the truth had already come to light, and he had no point in staying any longer, so he casually said something to Lu Qi and left here.Before leaving, he took out a defensive spirit weapon given by Ying Qiushan from his storage bag. The grade was very low, but it was just at the level where the Taoist standing on one side would not be jealous.

He doesn't care what Lu Xi will do next, he will know after all, he has more important things to do now.

Just now, he discovered a very interesting aura, which he had never discovered in previous lives.

"Ask the sky." In front of a restaurant, he stopped this man. He was obviously a very familiar person, but now it seems that he is very different from the man he knew before. Wanjiao narrowed his eyes and smiled casually. Said, "I didn't expect the famous Wentian to be a cultivator of immortals."

"Who are you?" Looking at the man in front of him, Wentian suddenly felt a little nervous. He came to the mortal world to avoid his enemies, but he didn't expect to meet someone with a higher level of cultivation than him. It's an enemy or a friend.

"Oh? Don't you know me?" Wan Yao raised his eyebrows. It turns out that there are things in this world that Wentian doesn't know.

Wentian frowned, his face was a bit stinky: "I only know about the world of mortals, I don't know anything about the world of cultivating immortals."

Wan Yao thought it was a bit funny, but he didn't press the question, he just said: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I have a deal here, do you want to do it?"

"What are you going to do?" Wen Tian looked at Wan Yan vigilantly, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, even if it was for a deal, he might not be an enemy.

"I want you to help find someone. If you can find it, or just a little information about this person, I can promise... to do you a favor."

"My favor? You may not be able to help me." Even though he said so, Wentian still stretched out his hand, "Tell me the name and characteristics of that person first, and let me know in advance, that person must be a mortal boundary."

Wan Yao chuckled, took out the portrait of a woman drawn by the elder, and carefully put it in Wentian's hands: "This is the person the elders in my sect want to find, and the elders told me not to damage this painting, I hope you You can help me find it, as for your help, even if I can't help you, I can also help you find someone who can help you."

Wentian looked at Wanjiao with hesitant eyes, then took the painting and opened it. An extremely beautiful woman appeared on the painting, which made Wentian stunned.

The painting is somewhat distorted, but some parts before the eyebrows and eyes are very familiar, it is clearly...

Wentian put away the painting calmly: "Give me some time."

However, Wen Tian's expression was captured by Wan Yan, and Wan Yan had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't show it. He just smiled meaningfully: "Then I will wait for your good news."

He carefully recalled the woman in the painting, and sure enough, he noticed some familiarity between the eyebrows and eyes, but he didn't think about it carefully, and finally asked the sky to give him a satisfactory answer.

Wentian said nothing, turned around and left. They didn't leave a communication method, but they knew that the other party had a way to find them.

Wan Yan didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked in one direction, and met Lu Qi not long after.

"solved?"

"Yeah." Lu Xi lowered his head, looking very depressed.

Wan Yan didn't ask much about the situation at that time, but said to himself: "I'm going to the capital, do you want to go with me?"

"Where the master goes, the disciple goes."

"Are you okay in Yunzhou City?" Wan Yan suddenly said, "You know, you are not suitable to go out with me now."

Lu Xi was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "Master, this is... don't you want to be an apprentice?"

Looking at him like this, Wan Yao suddenly felt a little helpless, picked up the little fox in his arms and placed it on Lu Qi's head: "I used to like to hug him when I was in a bad mood." Lu Qi, who was talking about the little fox, couldn't help laughing, "Why don't you want to? It's just that you have more important things now."

Lu Qi raised his head and looked at him blankly.

Wan Yan chuckled: "Did you forget? Your mother just passed away not long ago. Although keeping filial piety is just a formality, it is difficult for people like us to make up for it if we have any regrets in our hearts."

Hearing this, Lu Xi suddenly felt a bit bitter in his mouth: "I..."

"You should stay in the Misty Villa during this period of time. Presumably Brother Wan doesn't mind taking you in. After I finish dealing with the matter in Beijing, I will come back and take you back to the sect." Wan Yan rubbed Lu Qi's hair, The touch was still the same as in the last life, but it seemed like a lifetime away. He hugged the cute little fox in Lu Xi's arms, smiled at him, and suddenly disappeared.

Only Lu Xi was left standing in the same place in a daze. He belonged to Xin Wanyi, but at this moment he really had no support, and he was a little at a loss.

Wan Yan didn't really leave, but just hid in a corner and watched secretly, watching Lu Xi standing there alone for a long time, suddenly seemed to realize something, squatted down and cried alone.

Wan Yan didn't show up. He understood the great impact of the loss of his mother on Lu Xi. Lu Xi's previous life relied on that strong mother to survive. If he appeared, Lu Xi would also rely on him to survive in the future. , but this doesn't work.

If Lu Xi wanted to go further, he had to rely on himself alone.

After all, once he completes his mission...it is absolutely impossible to stay in this world.Wan Yan looked at the little fox in his arms. In this world, there was nothing else that could keep him here except the little fox.

Lu Qi cried for a long time. It seemed that after realizing that it was really impossible for Wan Yao to appear, he stopped crying and stood up with red eyes, but there was something more in his eyes that he didn't have before.

Wan Yao felt relieved, stopped staying, and went straight to the capital.

In the capital, Xie Jin, who had arrived a few days earlier, was circling anxiously in Chu Zhan's general's mansion: "Did the Taoist priest lie to us? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Speak carefully." Chu Zhan sat upright, but his clenched hands revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

"But the national teacher actually poured dirty water on us! If we had returned to Western Man..."

"That's just a delay." Chu Zhan said in a deep voice, "The national teacher is now powerful, and what he wants to do will never change because of the distance."

"The general is right." There was a footstep outside the door, Xie Jin looked, and it was Mo Minglan, "But if the general returns to Ximan to gain some fame, the national teacher can't do anything to you, after all, the emperor I haven't been fooled to that extent yet."

"My lord." Xie Jin saluted, and then asked doubtfully, "The higher ups are watching so closely, is it all right for my lord to come here at this time?"

Mo Minglan chuckled lightly: "Both left and right have been targeted, but it's just a matter of name, what does he say about me?"

Seeing him like this, Chu Zhan suddenly said: "It seems that the prince is confident?"

"That's not true, it's just that I suddenly felt a little funny." Mo Minglan put his hands behind his back, but there was no sign of tension in his expression. It was obvious that everyone present was forced into a dangerous situation by the national teacher, but he was the only one with the same expression. With a leisurely look, "The world of my Mo family has fallen into the hands of a national teacher. All the grown-up princes were framed by him, and the father still trusts him all the time, but not his own son. Do you think it's ridiculous?"

The two were silent, and the atmosphere froze for a while.

Mo Minglan just smiled: "It is said that the Tian family has no family affection, so it is fine to kill one's own concubine at will, and even one's own son is no match for outsiders. No matter how prosperous this emperor's family is, what is there to envy? Woolen cloth?"

"It's just because you have pursuits." Suddenly a voice came from outside the door, "If people are satisfied with the status quo, they don't feel that much, but it is precisely because of pursuits that they feel dissatisfied, so they want to become better .”

Hearing this voice, Xie Jin couldn't help muttering: "There are really many distinguished guests who came to the door today." Then he came forward, "Daoist, you are finally here."

Wan Yao hugged the little fox across the threshold, looked at the three familiar people in the house and smiled: "Poverty Qinghe, I have seen you all."

"Are you a cultivator? A cultivator like the national teacher?" Mo Minglan raised his eyebrows. This person's face was very suitable for his liking, but he didn't expect that the national teacher he hated was the same profession.

Wan Yan chuckled: "I haven't seen the national teacher yet, but it's hard to say if it's the same."

"What do you mean by that?" Mo Minglan asked, "Are you trying to say that the national teacher is a fake immortal?"

Wan Yao shook his head: "There are also many categories of cultivators. Since he went to be a national teacher, he might have achieved something in the way of alchemy. Can he be called alchemy? As for the others, I'm afraid it's just a trick to fool people. gone."

Mo Minglan became interested after hearing the words: "Then what kind of monk are you?"

"I don't dare to say it. I just practiced swords with my master, which can be called sword cultivation. However, the things that monks practice may be varied due to personal hobbies. It is not very perfect to classify in this way." Wan Yan He explained, "There are many ways to classify monks in the realm of comprehension, but the main categories are righteousness and evil. The capital is covered by dragon energy. I don't know the origin of that national teacher, but from what you said, he broke several people. The way of the prince has cut off so much dragon energy, I'm afraid his way is not right."

Wan Yao squinted his eyes: "If he is a person of the right way, I will talk to him carefully. Even if I don't care about what he has done so many things, he will not be able to please him. If he is not a person of the right way...then I will It will do justice for the heavens."

Everyone immediately felt relieved. Although they don't know the division of strength in the cultivation world, at least some people are willing to help them, so there is some hope.

Suddenly, Mo Minglan looked at Wan Yao and said, "I see you look familiar, maybe I've seen you before?" Hearing Wan Yan's words, he didn't hate that the person in front of him was a monk, so he followed his own temperament Let's talk.

Xie Jin felt a little terrified when he heard it, for fear that if the two of them disagreed, the priest they invited would not help.

However, Wan Yan just smiled, as if he was relieved, his whole demeanor changed. He looked around the people in the room, and finally his eyes fell on the little fox in his arms. His eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Finally, he said softly: "Perhaps, I have seen it in my previous life."

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So sleepy... I feel like I can sleep more and more recently zzZZZ