Chapter 42 Cloud surge

Like this, another night.

In Xuzhou City, in Jing'an Temple.

In a Zen courtyard, two people faced each other.

One person's white clothes are as white as snow, and the other person's green clothes are as green as jade. Under the moonlight, they are both refined and refined, fluttering like immortals.

"Xuan'er!"

They had been facing each other like this for an unknown amount of time before the woman in white said, "You have been in Xuzhou for more than two years, right?"

The woman in green shirt nodded and replied calmly: "Two years and three months, Master!"

"Yeah?"

The woman in white smiled, looked her up and down, and then asked, "What do you think?"

"..."

The woman in green shirt was silent for a while, and then she answered: "The tillers have their fields, the weavers have their poles, the dwellers have their houses, the old and the young have their servitude, the head of Guizhou is not stupid, the people have food and clothing, they have no worries about food and clothing, and they do not close their homes at night. Don't pick up lost things on the road. Although the law uses heavy codes, it is heavy but not harsh. Farming is the foundation and industry and commerce are parallel..."

"It's truly an unprecedented phenomenon!"

"really!"

The woman in white nodded: "This person is indeed an unprecedented person!"

The woman in green shirt's eyes condensed: "Then Master..."

"But such pioneers will be tolerated by the world, and they will never be tolerated by the world!"

The woman in white clothes shook her head: "His actions are counterintuitive and have already risked the disapproval of the world. If this continues, he is just like Wang Mang's arrogance. Although there are flowers and brocades for a while, the momentum is unparalleled, but the fire will cook the oil and eventually it will be destroyed. When it’s gone, it won’t last long.”

"long?"

The Qingshan woman frowned and looked at her master: "From ancient times to the present, in all dynasties, which one will disappear in two or three hundred years? Who will live for a long time, and who will not be cooked in the fire?"

"..."

The woman in white fell into silence, looked at her disciple, and said after a long time: "If he continues to behave like this, I'm afraid he won't even be able to survive for two or three hundred years."

"What does it mean to be perverse?"

The woman in green shirt met her gaze: "Is this world a world for everyone, or is it a world for noble families?"

"It belongs to everyone in the world!"

The woman in white looked calm: "But it is also the world of aristocratic families."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze and looked outside the temple: "Human nature is selfish, the family, the country, the world, this is the state of human nature that has not changed through the ages. He who goes against people's hearts and acts against the will of God will be abandoned by people's hearts, and the world On the contrary, in the end, the body will be shattered into pieces, and both body and soul will be destroyed!"

After saying that, she turned back and looked at her disciple: "Xuan'er, do you think he can resist the general trend of the world with one person?"

"..."

The woman in green shirt fell silent.

"This man is a hero!"

"But he is not a king!"

The woman in white said calmly: "In terms of martial arts, strategy, scheming, and means, he is impeccable. But on this point, he is wrong!"

"His mistake was that he shouldn't have been so extreme. He killed the Xuzhou family's Li Daitao and exchanged their blood. This put everyone in the world's family in danger, and their expressions changed when they heard about him!"

"It's enough to treat the aristocratic family like this. He also instigates martial arts disputes and fights in the rivers and lakes. Before the foundation is stable and the king's career has not been completed, he uses such unscrupulous methods to make the world an enemy, and people and gods are angry..."

"One wrong step, every wrong step!"

The woman shook her head and sighed: "He has reached this point and is irreversible!"

"..."

The woman in green shirt was silent for a long time before saying, "So Master already has other choices in mind?"

"good!"

"who is it?"

"Li Clan!"

The woman in white said calmly: "Li Clan has entered Guanzhong and is dominating Chang'an. He has the power of a king!"

"Li Clan?"

The woman in green shirt murmured: "If the Li clan had conquered the world, would Xuzhou still be what it is today?"

"..."

These words made the woman in white remain silent for a while, and she replied after a long time: "The king of Tang ruled the world with benevolence, and he must treat the people well."

"He is kind. Are the people under him also kind?"

However, the woman in green shirt followed closely and met the other person's gaze: "Master, I, Cihang Jingzhai, choose the emperor on behalf of heaven, do I serve the common people of the world and the common people, or do I, Cihang Jingzhai, inherit Buddhism and Buddhism?" prosperity?"

"..."

The woman in white was silent, looking at her disciple, and then said after a long time: "Xuan'er, you have changed!"

"..."

Regarding this, the woman in green shirt was also silent.

"You are still young and can be emotional for a while, which is understandable."

The woman in white shook her head: "But as a saint from Cihang Jingzhai, you have to understand that reality is reality and is not influenced by emotions. You must be rational, you must be clear-headed, and you must know..."

"He——will definitely fail!!!"

The words were like thunder. Fan Qinghui looked at Shi Feixuan and said word by word: "This is reality, do you understand?"

"..."

Shi Feixuan's eyes trembled and she lowered her head.

"very good!"

Fan Qinghui nodded with satisfaction, then suddenly changed the subject: "Have you seen him?"

"..."

The sudden change of question made Shifei Xuan startled, and then she realized it and shook her head gently: "No."

"Yeah?"

Fan Qinghui's eyes were incomprehensible, and he asked again: "He is the little beggar back then, right?"

"..."

Master Fei Xuan was silent for a while, and finally she was speechless and just nodded silently.

"Everything in the world is unpredictable, and fate has its way with people!"

Fan Qinghui sighed and said quietly: "If I hadn't brought you here as my teacher back then, would there still be Xu Qingyang today?"

After saying that, he turned his gaze back to the silent Master Feixuan and said, "Perhaps this is because of God's will. I, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, will eventually have to go through this calamity before I can wake up." Return to perfection!”

"Master..."

Shi Feixuan raised her head and did not answer, but asked: "Did you choose Li Clan just because he has the image of a king?"

"..."

Fan Qinghui looked at her without saying anything.

Shifei Xuan didn't care, and said to herself: "Of the four great clans in the world, the Yuwen clan killed the king to seize the throne, and is estranged from morality. It is already precarious."

"The Song Dynasty clan lives in a corner, and there are people like Song Que. If things succeed, they will definitely not rely on me, Cihang Jingzhai."

"The Dugu Clan is weak, far inferior to the Li and Song Clan, and it will be difficult to achieve success!"

"Only the Li clan has won the hearts of the family and is located in the Guanzhong area. Although the strength is strong and the military is victorious, there is no master to take charge. If you want to rule the world and control the martial arts, you must rely on me, Cihang Jingzhai!"

Shi Feixuan raised her head and looked at Fan Qinghui calmly: "That's why, Master, you chose Li Clan, right?"

"..."

Such eyes and questioning made Fan Qinghui silent for a while, but he finally agreed: "Not bad!"

"Then this generation of Heavenly Chosen Emperors, is it for the common people of the world, the common people, or is it for me, Cihang Jingzhai, and the Shimen's inheritance?"

However, Shi Fei Xuan was unwilling to give up. She brought up the old conversation again and asked, "Master, you didn't teach Xuan'er like this before. Why...?"

"Because that's the reality!"

Fan Qinghui interrupted her words: "This is not only for my Cihang Jingzhai, but also for the common people in the world. It is both private and public. There is no conflict between the two. Do you understand?"

"..."

Shi Feixuan was speechless and just looked at Fan Qinghui. For the first time, she felt that the master who raised her was a bit...terribly strange.

"You should understand, and you must understand."

Fan Qinghui shook his head: "Now the land of Xuzhou is managed by him like an iron barrel. The aristocratic families, gangs, and martial arts circles are all under his control, except..."

"This Jing'an Temple!"

Fan Qinghui turned his eyes, stared at Master Fei Xuan and asked, "Why didn't he attack Jing'an Temple? Is it because of you, or does he have a good impression of my Buddhism and can he allow my Buddhism to be beyond his control?"

"..."

The master's concubine was silent, unable to respond.

"neither!"

"It's because the time has not come yet and he doesn't want to alert the enemy and cause me, the Buddhist sect, to counterattack!"

Fan Qinghui ignored him: "Once the time is right and the strength is sufficient, he will plow the court and sweep the holes, destroy my Buddhist orthodoxy, and destroy my Buddhist inheritance!"

Shi Fei Xuan: "..."

"He is too bossy and overbearing!"

Fan Qinghui shook his head: "He treats me like Buddhism, and he treats Taoism and Confucianism in general. He can't tolerate people in the world, how can people in the world tolerate him?"

Shi Fei Xuan: "..."

Fan Qinghui looked indifferent and continued: "If nothing else happens, he will soon attack Jing'an Temple and all the temples and Taoist temples in Xuzhou to completely eliminate the forces that are not under his control and ensure that there are no hidden dangers in Xuzhou. .”

"this……"

Shi Feixuan was surprised: "Why?"

"Because he will make big moves soon!"

Fan Qinghui clasped his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, Jinyumantang held an auction in Yangzhou. At the auction, they sold the clues to Yang Gong's treasure house for ten taels. Now everyone knows that Yang The public treasure house is in Chang'an!"

"Mr. Yang's treasure house is in Chang'an?"

Master Fei Xuan's eyes narrowed, as if she understood something.

"This is his plan!"

Fan Qinghui said in a deep voice: "Using Yang Gong's treasure house as bait to lure the world's heroes to gather in Chang'an, there must be a conspiracy behind it."

"this……"

Master Fei Xuan's expression changed and she was confused: "What are you planning?"

"I don't know!"

Fan Qinghui shook his head and said in a deep voice: "But this person always acts silently and makes a big splash. This time the location is in Chang'an, and his plot is very likely to target the Li clan, so..."

Shi Feixuan's eyes narrowed, and she vaguely understood something: "Master...!"

Fan Qinghui shook his head and said calmly: "The Li family has officially asked me, Cihang Jingzhai, for help. I have already sent a letter to the Tiantai Sect, the Sanlun Sect, the Huayan Sect, and the Zen Sect. The four great holy monks will go to Chang'an soon. Regardless of this, No matter what a person’s plans are, no matter what his plans are, he will be killed this time!”

Shi Feixuan's eyes narrowed: "Master, you...!"

"No need to say more!"

Fan Qinghui waved his hand to interrupt her: "The power of Xuzhou today is all due to this person. As soon as this person dies, Xuzhou, which is like an iron barrel, will immediately fall apart and be easily accessible."

Shi Feixuan still wanted to argue: "The people of Xuzhou..."

"It is for the people of Xuzhou that we do this!"

Fan Qinghui's faction was tough: "If this man does not die, Xuzhou will mobilize its troops to fight for the world. He is also deeply popular among the people, and the people are willing to sacrifice their lives for him. In this way, the power of one state can be used to fight against the power of the world, and the blood of the people of Xuzhou It will surely be drained and exhausted, and the world will be devastated by war, and both sides will suffer in the end!"

"So, he must die, must die. Only if he dies, Xuzhou can surrender without bloodshed and without fighting. Only if he dies, can the world spread the word and enjoy peace forever. Only if he dies..."

Fan Qinghui looked at Shi Fei Xuan and said word by word: "Only by the noble families, martial arts circles and the people of the world can peace be achieved!"

"..."

Shi Feixuan stood there, staring at her master in confusion, not knowing how to refute.

"I know this method is disgraceful."

"But Xuan'er, you have to understand that sometimes, for the sake of the world and the livelihood of the people, we have to do whatever it takes!"

Fan Qinghui stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression indifferent: "Such a cause and effect, if there is retribution, I will bear it on my shoulders!"

"Master..."

Master Feixuan hesitated to speak, but Fan Qinghui ignored her: "Okay, enough talking, let me leave. This Jing'an Temple... will soon cease to exist."

…

Like this, three days later.

In the security hall, in the courtyard.

Xu Yang was alone, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Master!"

Su Beixuan came quickly and offered something, which turned out to be a snow-white handkerchief.

"I don't know who knocked this thing into the hall just now!"

"Um?"

Xu Yang took the handkerchief and took a look, only to see the four characters "juanxiu" in it.

"Chang'an...is it dangerous?"

Xu Yang looked at the scarf and smiled slightly: "Didn't you see anyone?"

Su Beixuan shook his head, looking ashamed: "No."