What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Wuliangzong is similar to Taiwei Realm, except for this sect, it has a vast territory and governs a large piece of prosperous fertile land. Many small sects and cultivation families are attached to it and thrive in it.

Because Wuliangzong has carried the banner of subduing demons, there is no reason to set up checkpoints like Taiweijing, but to provide convenience for "refugees" who need shelter. All monks and mortals can enter and exit at will, but demons are not allowed. The family just entered.

But with Chengyang Muqiu, the big Buddha, Yinrong and Dongliu's demonic aura was easily concealed by him, and the group of them entered Wuliangzong without much effort.

When I first passed the Boundary Monument of Wuliangzong, I also met a group of acquaintances.

The big brother Shou Xin from Liuxue Phoenix Hall was riding a big white rabbit, and he was arguing with the Wuliangzong monk who guarded the boundary monument: "How can Luo Bei be considered a monster? It is my spiritual pet! Our Liuxue Phoenix Hall Your housekeeping skill is royal pets! Humans and pets are inseparable from life to death! What rule? No way! At the beginning, your master Fan personally promised that as long as you leave the Taiwei realm and join Wuliangzong, the salary will be doubled!"

The disciple guarding the boundary monument has a headache, and he doesn't know what agreement there is between his head and these small sects, but what Fan Guhong has always declared to the outside world is that "many fellow Taoists despised the despicable behavior of the former head of the Taiwei Realm, and the It makes you faint, and raising a tiger is a problem, so you 'abandon the darkness and turn to the light'", so he didn't dare to admit it, and said bravely: "If you want to bring your spiritual pets into the door, wait for me to ask Master for instructions, and come back tomorrow!"

Shou Xin just ignored him: "No way! Today's business is over today, and the big event is delayed, can you afford it?"

The one who guards the boundary monument is still an inner disciple of Wuliangzong. In the past, when he traveled the rivers and lakes, as long as he showed his master, who would not give him a little face?Where did he get this kind of anger, the anger was also aroused, and he drew his sword: "Then we can only do things according to the rules!"

"Murder! Wuliangzong is bullying people!" The one who shouted this was a girl in purple clothes. The school's costume was very familiar, and she was a female cultivator from Xinghui Building.

It turned out that Yaoluo, the senior sister of Xinghuilou, and her group were on the same road with Liuxue Phoenix Hall. Seeing several Wuliangzong disciples becoming angry with embarrassment, Yaoluo hurriedly held down her junior sister, apologizing and saying, "Little girl, brother, don't be offended by your open mouth." Plead for Liuxue Phoenix Hall: "Rabbit spirits can't be counted as monsters. If Shouxin and the others don't have the ability to control pets, they won't be able to find the lair of the big monster Shifangsha so quickly! The little girl is not talented, I have a humble opinion , Brother, if you have the time to embarrass our allies here, why not go to the lair of the monster clan and fight the old thief of Shifangsha!"

There were many people coming and going inside and outside the boundary monument. Ordinary people were most likely to be influenced by public opinion. Everyone quickly became angry, accusing the gatekeepers and even Wuliangzong.

Dong Liu gave his thumbs up when he heard this, and whispered to his apprentice: "Originally, this old man thought that these sects would follow the wind and turn the rudder. Seeing that the situation was too weak, they directly took refuge in the enemy. I didn't expect that they were in Cao Ying and their hearts were in Han. This kind of rioting with the head, causing a miasma, is enough for Fan Guhong to stir up trouble, hahaha."

Lan Zhi also felt relieved: "Didn't that hypocrite always flaunt his noble sentiments? It's rare to hear someone scold him. It's really a pleasure."

Yinrong still hasn't forgotten that Wuliangzong took the lead in forcing Chengyang Muqiu to kill him. He was quite happy to hear everyone scolding Fan Guhong for being a coward. When talking about his unfortunate wife who is about to live, his words are full of sympathy and respect.

Yinrong almost rolled his eyes to the sky.

"I don't trust the old man surnamed Fan." He whispered.

Chengyang Muqiu rubbed his head: "Don't be angry, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Yinrong's eyes lit up, she pursed her lips immediately, and shook her head solemnly: "No, we have business to do, so we're not in a hurry to eat."

Chengyang Muqiu began to covet him: "In Wuliangzong's domain, there are 24 most prosperous cities, and the food flavors in each city are different. Let's walk slowly from the outside to the inside and taste them one by one."

Yinrong swallowed her saliva, and wavered: "How much time would be wasted, isn't it good... How about choosing a few paths that must be passed, and try them out?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "In addition to eating, I remember you also like listening to storytelling. How about we listen to some interesting new jokes while eating?"

Seeing the pair of 'dog men and men' discussing and walking away hand in hand, Lan Zhi became anxious: "It's not that it's easy to do things, why do you—"

Dong Liu grabbed her and said, "My good sister! Don't spoil the matter of the immortal."

Because Dong Liu has "worked together" with Lan Zhi for many years, he is used to the plastic sisterhood in the brothel, and he opens his mouth to be his intimate sister, but he forgot that he is a man now, and he is still a mature man with a beard.

Lan Zhi pushed him away in disgust, "Don't talk about it."

Dong Liu let go of her with a "tsk", and explained in a low voice: "You don't think that the old man just wants to make Yinrong happy, do you? Do you know what the two sects that made trouble just now are?"

Lan Zhi hesitated and said, "I don't know, but they have a sense of justice. Even if they defected to the Wuliang Sect, they still dare to say something fair in public."

Dong Liu put on a see-through expression: "Sense of justice? It's just a sense of justice, and he wouldn't have defected to Taiweijing in the first place! If I said it, it wasn't a 'discovery of conscience', but an 'advice from an expert'. "

Lan Zhi was taken aback, and looked towards the direction Chengyang Muqiu was going away, "It can't be..."

Dongliu: "It's only recently that I figured it out. On that day, the ancestor gave up the position of head so readily. Is it really a moment of pride? I still believe in his love for Yinrong, but The ancestor is not just a hot-blooded kid. Thinking about it further, before he invited all sects and factions in the cultivation world to come to discuss the suitability of eliminating demons. Did it really take so long to discuss? The ancestor has experienced two How rampant the demon clan was in the last battle between immortals and demons, can it be compared with today? He stayed with those sects to connect with each other, and was busy meeting the heads of various sects almost every day. He was so busy that his feet never touched the ground. Is it just to deal with Shifangsha and the others? I don’t think it’s necessary to mobilize so many troops.”

Dong Liu said meaningfully: "Perhaps the chess game was laid out at that time."

Lan Zhi was in awe: "So, the ancestor of Chengyang really has the ability to predict the future, and he has a strategy in his heart. I thought..." I thought he was just an unpredictable... showy and loving madman.

Wuliangzong, Xuande Hall.

Fan Guhong was quite devastated, the person sitting in front of him was the great demon Shifangsha whom the whole cultivation world was looking for.

Fan Guhong: "You shouldn't be here."

But the burly man with foggy blue eyes acted arrogantly, leaned on the back of the high-quality golden nanmu carved chair, and raised his legs: "Master Fan, aren't we allies? We have known each other for many years, and this is how you treat guests?"

Fan Guhong jumped up against the table, but when he met the foggy blue eyes that belonged to beasts, he held his breath and sat back, "Now the whole cultivation world is condemning me. If it wasn't for Shu Yun's illness in time, we You can only fight with each other. You, and your subordinates, should be restrained."

"That can't be done." Shi Fangsha said, "The bastards under my seat have been starving for hundreds of years. We have endured humiliation for so long, not for some bullshit world peace."

"What do you want?"

"It doesn't matter. Our demon clan has never had any ambitions. As long as we are full, we will not cause trouble. I am here to warn you, don't be smart, and take care of your disciples. If there are any monks from the Wuliangzong who hurt me My subordinates, I will still pay a visit, but next time I don't guarantee that I will be seen."

"you--!"

"Master Fan, don't get excited. If you draw your sword and make a scene, it will be bad for anyone. If you hurt me, you will annoy those bastards of our monster clan. It's time to make our transaction public, tsk tsk Tsk tsk, will Wuliangzong be the next Taiwei Realm? Hahahahahahaha!"

Chengyang Muqiu really took the silver velvet to visit mountains and rivers, and eat all the way, especially the Jifei City, which is famous for various wild pheasant recipes. I heard that the pheasant snow balls that are popular in Taiweijing originated here .

Chengyang Muqiu saw that Yinrong liked it, so he made the decision to stay here for a few more days. Dongliu and Lan Zhi, who spent money from their ancestors and were protected by their ancestors, naturally had no objections, especially Lan Zhi. Zhi, after listening to Dongliu's explanation, he became more and more convinced that the ancestor Chengyang was a worldly master, and that everything he did had its own meaning, so he didn't take his brains, listened to the orders, and ate and drank as he was told.

Patriarch is really rich.

Not to mention their food and drink, Chengyang Muqiu even invited them to listen to storytelling, no surprises, it was a luxurious private room.

A cup of wine, beans and meat, brocade and fine clothes, several people sat in the private room, listening to the storyteller's new story downstairs.

It is said that this is the first performance of this section, and it has attracted many guests to listen to it. Yinrong likes to listen to stories the most.

That "dirty wife" was originally Xiaojiabiyu. Although she was not as good as the later famous lady, the male protagonist was also unworthy. The bad wife sacrificed a lot for the heartless man, broke with her parents, and failed her master's teachings. , gave her whole body and mind to that person, she is also the lady Jiao who does not touch the spring water, but she washes her hands and makes soup for that person to be able to safely pass the exam as an outer disciple of a certain sect. There was a crescent-shaped scar on his arm.

Yinrong listened with gusto, but felt that the "Thousand Days Drunk" on the tea table was too spicy, and it was a fly in the ointment. He wanted to change it to sweet peach blossom wine, but he didn't want to miss the wonderful story, so he looked around, and he was reluctant to instruct Chengyang Muqiu , ordered his master not to move, so he set his plan on Lan Zhi.

"Aunt Lan Zhi, may I trouble you?" Yin Rong poked Lan Zhi, but saw Lan Zhi's expression was different, she bit her lips tightly, her forearm was tightly clutched with a pair of bare hands, until the knuckles turned white, He seemed to be holding back his anger, but there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

Yinrong didn't dare to call her anymore.

Yinrong didn't think carefully about why Lan Zhi's mood fluctuated so much, but whispered to Chengyang Muqiu: "I'll call Xiao Er and ask for a pot of peach blossom wine."

Chengyang Muqiu nodded slightly, and put on the hood for him again: "Don't delay, just go back."

It turned out that there were quite a few monks who had seen the face of the "No. [-] beauty in the cultivation world". In order to keep a low profile, after joining the Wuliangzong, Yinrong wore a hood all the time in addition to a simple disguise, as a double insurance.

"I know!" Yinrong didn't want to miss the story, so he agreed and hurried out of the private room.The mistresses should be waiting not far away, but sometimes the stories are so fascinating that the mistresses would be lazy and find a vacant seat to sit and listen.

Yin Rong had guessed that this would happen, so at first she wanted to order Lan Zhi, but since she came out, she went to look for it.

Yinrong walked downstairs while hearing Mr. Shu's cadenced voice, and after a long circle, he finally heard the voices of people chatting, and the clothes leaking from the beams and pillars were also Xiao Er's attire.

It can be regarded as found, Yinrong walked over quickly.

But I heard those people say: "Mrs. Fang is the wife of the head of the Wuliang sect. She should have the spirit of dedication, so she should be generous and not accept the treatment of the head of Fan. Let him save his spiritual power and deal with Shifangsha wholeheartedly. After all, if the news of the discovery of the lair reaches the ears of the Yaozu, they will be on guard."

Silver Velvet rolled his eyes on the spot.

After staying in Wuliangzong for so long, he only felt that everyone is talented and strategic, and they are all talking about current affairs, and some of them are standing on a moral high ground and pointing out the country everywhere.

Little did they know that besides Yinrong, there was another girl on the other side who was so angry that she almost drew her sword.

But the little girls are all mortals with no cultivation base, and they didn't notice the murderous intent at all. One of them said: "How many innocent lives can be exchanged for her life! It's such a good deal to exchange less for more. , why didn't Wuliangzong do it?"

"Yes, she has lived for so long, it should be enough."

Yinrong couldn't bear it any longer: "Whether others are willing to contribute or not is someone else's business. If you are so enthusiastic, why don't you become live bait for strangling the demon clan?"

"Hey? You bastard, where did you come from?" Hearing the clear boyish voice, the little boy questioned, but his companion recognized Yin Rong as a distinguished guest of the elegant room, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Guest What orders does the officer have?"

Yinrong: "Don't! I dare not tell you. I'm afraid I'll get too close, and you will dance me with relics!"

As soon as the words fell, a young girl appeared from the other side of the beam, and asked with surprise and hesitation: "You, you are..."

As if realizing that Yinrong's name should not be called out in public, he stopped when he reached the point of his mouth, turned to lift his cap, and said with a smile, "It's me! A Chang!"