The ally leader's stand-in is gone

The main peak of Xianmeng has a reception room dedicated to receiving guests, which is far away from the service hall on the left and right.

However, unlike the secluded and quiet meeting hall, the living room is generous and elegant, and the lights in the room are as bright as new. The pine and crane screen stands behind the main seat, setting off the tall fairy alliance leader in white clothes.

Lin Tingduan, who is the master of the Yuanshuo Sect, was sitting in the guest seat, and both of them had unobtrusive smiles on their faces.

Probably due to the different environments between Xianmeng and Yuanxie, even though Fang Yan smiled, he still had a convincing sense of oppression on his body, while Lin Ting was much more gentle, making people want to get close unconsciously.

Xu was to express importance, it was not an ordinary servant who served Lin Ting with tea, but Fang Yan's confidant, Qu Yin.

But even the confidant only stayed in the living room for a while, and was sent out after delivering tea.

Fang Yan made a gesture of invitation: "This is Zhouyue Suri's favorite cuckoo, Master Lin try it."

Lin Tingqian took a sip, and said comfortingly, "It's very similar to Guyun, a specialty of Yuanshuo. It seems that no matter where he goes, Riyue still thinks about his sect."

As soon as the confrontation took place, Fang Da's leader's heart was secretly blocked.

Lin Zhouyue loves to drink cuckoo because of the old saying of Yuanxie. He hasn't mentioned half a word to him in 50 years, but he can hide it.

This point of gloomy emotion was suppressed before turning up, Fang Yan followed and nodded: "Day and moon are always single-minded."

Lin Tingyi pointed out: "It also depends on whether the object of being single-minded is worth it."

Fang Yan said with a smile: "Master Lin said that he would discuss with me about the marriage of Riyue. Riyue has a deep affection for Yuan Shun, and some customs of Yuan Shun cannot be missing at the grand ceremony. I wonder what proposal Master Lin has?"

Lin Ting put the teacup back on the table, and the unrestrained collision sounded in the conference hall, as if it was a symbol of the beginning of something specially made.

Lin Ting: "Lin came to the Immortal League this time, intending to seek advice from leader Fang, but right now the leader is injured, and Lin doesn't want to win by force."

The wounds hidden under a cassock have not had time to be treated carefully in the future, even ordinary monks can forget about it, but they can no longer hide it when they meet the head of Yuan Shu, who has a high level of cultivation and is very familiar with the Chuixiao Sword.

Fang Yan said lightly: "Master Lin is very confident."

Lin Ting: "It's far worse than Leader Fang. Up to now, Leader Fang still insists that Riyue will change his mind. Lin admires him."

Fang Yan: "Master Lin came all the way to Xianmeng just to say these children's bickering words with Fang?"

Lin Ting: "In addition to seeking an explanation for Riyue, Lin also wants to see who Riyue's Taoist companion is for so many years. Frankly speaking, I am very disappointed."

Speaking to this point, it is no different from pointing at Fang Yan's nose and scolding.

Rao Fang Yan wanted to see Lin Zhouyue's sake, he didn't want to get too stiff with Lin Ting, and he also wanted to put on a dignified air in front of the rival he thought he was in love, so his expression was not too good at the moment.

However, Lin Ting seemed to be unable to comprehend the coming wind and rain, and said to himself: "I have somewhat heard what President Fang and Zhouyue said. President Fang has been in charge of the Immortal League for many years and has no opponents, and no one has dared to violate your will. After a long time, I feel that everyone in the world should be like this."

"But Zhouyue also grew up held in the palms of Yuan Shun's fellow disciples. He has cultivation by his side, and I have Yuan Shun to protect him. He is not a dodder flower that has to rely on you to survive."

"Wang Dao is lonely, President Fang wants to have someone to accompany him, but also wants to make people kneel down. There is no such reason in the world."

Fang Yan looked at Lin Ting deeply, and felt that Lin Zhouyue, a senior brother, was really capable of thinking wildly. When did he want Lin Zhouyue to kneel?

Now he wished he could raise Lin Zhouyue well and be happy with Lin Zhouyue all day long.

Fang Yanhan said in a cold voice: "Fang never had such intentions."

"But Leader Fang has never respected the opinions and ideas of the moon." Lin Ting, "Nowadays, monks have to climb the ladder to ascend, and in the realm of comprehension, only you and He Xiting's spiritual root can be used to activate the ladder. Leader Fang has a lot of things in his body. It is true that there will be difficulties in the future of monks, but the future of others is the future, so is the life of Day and Moon not life?"

"I always think of pushing others to sacrifice in the name of righteousness, and I hide behind and enjoy the rewards. If the leader Fang becomes a villain and doesn't regret it, Lin can still respect you three points."

"However, what the leader Fang is doing now is different from those hypocritical people who at most shed a few tears to make up for what others didn't want, and still feel that they are extraordinarily great?"

Even though the words were many and heavy, Lin Ting's tone was always calm and soothing, but Fang Yan still keenly observed the undercurrent under the seemingly calm water from the door of this gentle and handsome master.

A person's growth is inseparable from the precepts and deeds of the elders.

He has heard about the past events of Yuan Shun in the era of Tianxuan. It is said that Yuan Shun had a legendary disciple who was forced to be sent to the guillotine in the name of righteousness, and this disciple adopted three children after his disaster. One of them is Lin Ting and Lin Zhouyue's master, Lin Shen.

Lin Shen was deeply concerned about what happened to his master, and it was only natural to raise an apprentice like Lin Ting.

This matter is regarded as an old wound, and he is not so bad as to expose a scar.

Fang Yan restrained his expression, and said firmly: "If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake. Master Lin said that Fang is hypocritical or arrogant, no matter what the price is, I will not give up on Riyue."

"Ziyue is much slower than others in opening up emotionally. I thought...forget it." Lin Ting lowered his head slightly, as if he was sighing, but this emotion came and went quickly. Quickly, "If leader Fang is doing the best for Riyue, then think about it from his point of view, and don't make any more trouble for him."

Fang Yan looked at Lin Ting with a half-smile, as if he wanted to see through the other party's whole body: "I will never be like Sect Leader Lin, watching day and moon outside for more than a hundred years, but shrinking in the wall like what is outside the world?" Immortal."

After Lin listened and left, Fang Yan sat alone in the conference hall for a long time.

The wound caused by the Chuixiao Sword could no longer be suppressed, and blood began to ooze out, and the broken part of the spirit root that had been cut off before was also aching.

Lin Ting really had something else in mind for Lin Zhouyue.

But although the positions are opposite, some of what Lin heard made sense.

Lin Zhouyue is very simple emotionally, love is love, she is willing to stay with him in Xianmeng, brew wine for him and put an end to chaos for him, hate is hate, and she will be merciless when she comes back from rebirth, even if they meet each other, they will draw their swords and face each other. He stabbed through the shoulder.

The more this is the case, the harder it is to coax.

Let him think from Lin Zhouyue's point of view, what does Lin Zhouyue want now?

Mostly they wanted him to get away, or simply bombarded him with thunder, and never saw each other again.

Others are easy to talk about, but if he is to be a worthless wretch like Lin Ting who hides his heart, he absolutely cannot do it.

Zigui tea has already been withdrawn, and the new one brought up is Lin Zhouyue's longing caused by previous accidents.

At that time, he still felt that the wine was turbid and strong, but now he tasted it again, but he tasted a new flavor.

Qu Yin's figure moved from far to near, and finally stopped by the table.

Fang Yan raised his eyes and asked silently.

His subordinate lingered at the door for quite a while before coming in.

Qu Yin respectfully said: "The leader is injured and should not drink alcohol, can I call a doctor for you?"

Fang Yan laughed before answering.

Lin heard that Wang Daogu was lonely, and there were still people around him who cared.

He was reluctant to let Lin Zhouyue kneel there, the seat of the lord in the Yuanqing Hall was luxurious and cold, if Lin Zhouyue was willing to come back, he would be willing to spread the most comfortable and soft cushions to let Lin Zhouyue sit comfortably.

The premise is that Lin Zhouyue is willing to come back.

Fang Yan drank the remaining Sishou in the wine bowl, and then sealed the wine jar carefully.

He said: "No need. Please keep it, I want to go out for a while."

Ask Nanshan station.

Although Fang Yan didn't come to ask Nanshan a few times, he had a good memory and didn't let anyone lead the way, so he went straight to the study where Wen Jiansheng stayed most often.

Thirteen sycamore wooden shelves were erected in the study room, which were full of books. There was a vague smell of ink in the air. There were 24 night pearls the size of jade plates embedded on the ceiling, which were safe, fireproof and beautiful.

Wen Jiansheng was flipping through an ancient scroll with cramped and narrow handwriting in front of the case, and he was quite surprised to see him coming: "Why do you come to me to ask Nanshan when you have time?"

He used his spiritual power to forcefully suppress the wound as early as the way here, and changed his clothes into new ones, so Wen Jiansheng would never see anything.

Fang Yan glanced at the ancient scroll in Jian Sheng's hand, and said casually: "Mo Lingyuan, you want to go far away?"

Wen Jiansheng: "Well, I found something."

Fang Yan understood: "That person?"

Wen Jiansheng smiled: "Yes."

Fang Yan: "Is it possible?"

Wen Jiansheng's eyes fell on the ancient scroll, showing what can be called gentle affection: "I always want to read it."

Fang Yan: "In order to find out the whereabouts of that person, you established Wen Nanshan by yourself. After so many years, there is not much result. Is it worth it?"

Wen Jiansheng tilted his head, as if thinking for a while: "Do you like He... Lin Zhouyue?"

It was a very common sentence, but Fang Yan was suddenly taken aback when he heard it.

But he and Lin Zhouyue have been together for so many years, no one has ever asked him this, even he himself has never thought about it.

Others dare not, Lin Zhouyue does more than talks, and he is only used to the days when Lin Zhouyue is by his side, even after Lin Zhouyue's accident, he only thinks about how to coax people back.

Now Wen Jiansheng asked him a question out of the blue, but he didn't know how to answer it.

Seeing his reaction, Wen Jiansheng knew what was going on, and put down the ancient scroll helplessly: "I persuaded you before, but you haven't figured it out yet."

Fang Yan was silent.

Wen Jiansheng: "The Immortal Alliance relies on you to support it. It's okay if you are stronger. The cultivation world respects and fears you, which is a good thing. But emotionally, this will only drive people away. I have heard about the Immortal Alliance , instead of blindly calling Lin Zhouyue back, for example, first calm down and think about what your feelings for him are."

"Do you regard Lin Zhouyue as a continuation of your old days, or do you want to live a good life with him?"

The author has something to say: let the leader of the alliance reflect on it.

Tomorrow, Riyue will seek revenge from White Bear.