After saying this, Dongfang Yun and I walked out of the tent.
It seemed that the banquet ended here.
Mr. Long did not try to stop him, but poured himself a glass of wine with a gloomy face. Wang Ruoxu stood up and followed Dongfang Yunwo out. He kept up with Dongfang Yunwo's pace, with a bit of complaint in his tone: "Why did you annoy him?"
"If I don't annoy him, then the person who is really behind this siege won't show up." Dongfang Yunwo walked forward on his own. "Then at least now we know that the person behind this siege is Bai Jile."
Wang Ruoxu frowned: "So what if it's Bai Jile?"
"Bai Jile used the Immortal Book to control the major sects, and then used the personal grudge between Mr. Long and the Demon City Lord to control Qingming Court, while he himself enjoyed the benefits." Dongfang Yunwo sneered, "What a good calculation."
Wang Ruoxu shook his head and said, "Why go through so much trouble? Haven't we been used by Shanglin Palace enough in these years?"
"You are the current head of the four major families. What do you think?" I asked Dongfang Yun.
"Of course we will besiege the city and seize the person." Wang Ruoxu's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, "But that person belongs to my Wang family, not to Shanglin Palace!"
"What are the two uncles talking about?" Xie Xing walked past them waving a fan.
"Believe it or not, I can kill you now." Wang Ruoxu said in a deep voice.
"Of course Uncle Shi can do it." Xie Xing said lazily, "If I hadn't been lucky and escaped that day, Uncle Shi would have killed me."
"Who rescued you that day?" Wang Ruoxu asked.
"How many people in the world do you think can save people from the four major families?" Xie Xing bowed to the two family heads and said, "Uncle, don't worry. There will be a long time. We need to accompany each other."
At this time, Lu Tianxing also came out of the tent, cursing: "You've been talking nonsense for a long time, and you didn't tell us how to attack the city. Are you asking us to camp here for the New Year?"
"We are from the underworld, not from the military. We naturally cannot handle a siege. All we can do is wait until they leave the city." Xie Xing walked forward with a smile.
Wang Ruoxu looked at his back with a strange expression: "After that day, he should have become a useless person. But now he stands in front of us, everything is the same as before."
"You've told me many times that the Xie family has never been that simple." Dongfang Yun turned and left.
Inside the tent, Mr. Long finished a glass of wine, looked at Bai He in front of him, and said slowly: "Does that fellow Bai Jile think that since I am determined to kill Mo Wen, I can let you guys drive me around, or even humiliate me?"
Bai He leaned forward slightly and said, "Dragon Lord, you are too kind. We in Fusheng Zuimeng Tower do not have such intentions."
"Hmph. Now that the four major families have grown strong, they no longer want to be restricted by Shanglin Heavenly Palace. Just for this siege, they all have their own ideas. Since the title of Fusheng Zuimenglou works so well for them, why doesn't Bai Jile come himself?" asked Mr. Long.
"The owner of the building is recovering from his injuries. He will come here when he recovers." Bai He replied.
"Oh?" Mr. Long narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who can hurt him?"
"The host has met the Confucian sage in the academy before and had a battle with him." Bai He lowered his head and said.
"Mr. Confucian Saint." Mr. Long was stunned.
"Su Baiyi, Nangong Xier, Feng Zuojun, and Xie Yuling are all disciples of the academy." Bai He said with a smile, "This time, the academy is determined to enter the world."
"From your tone, you seem not worried about this. Do you know what the academy represents?" Mr. Long asked.
“No one of this generation of Shanglin Tiangong will forget what the academy represents. Back then, just one second gentleman came down the mountain from the academy, and he almost turned our entire Weilong Mountain upside down. Even Palace Master Ning has been in seclusion until now because of that second gentleman.” Bai He said in a deep voice.
"The Academy represents the Confucian scholars of the world, Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. Buddhism has been silent for many years, while Taoism and Confucianism have never participated in the trivial affairs of the martial arts world. However, both the Tianshi Mansion in Qingcheng Mountain and the Academy in Shili Langyao have extremely terrifying strength. The Confucian Saint back then was even as powerful as the Grand Palace Master Su Han. The Academy has a very close relationship with the Tianshi Mansion, and they have always acted at the same time over the years." Mr. Long knocked on the table lightly, "The Confucian Saint was injured that year, but the Taoist Master was not."
"Taoist Lord?" Bai He said quietly.
"Let me be frank. If Daojun stood in front of me, I would turn around and go back to the mountain." Mr. Long raised his eyebrows. "I won't fight him. I can't beat him."
Bai He nodded: "I will convey Mr. Long's words to the host."
Mount Qingcheng.
Daojun opened his eyes, stood up, opened the door, and angrily shouted at the sky: "What a bunch of idiots. Fighting and killing for a broken book, don't regret the stupid things you are doing now when you are about to die."
Dongfang Xiaoyue, who was sitting cross-legged on the bench, took a long breath but still kept his eyes tightly closed. He sighed softly: "After so many years, you still haven't gotten used to these things?"
Daojun was so angry that he threw his sleeves and said, "Fools, all of them. A bunch of ignorant people who still haven't figured out who their enemy is."
"You are also the Taoist master of Qingcheng Mountain and the leader of all Taoists in the world. Don't always be so vulgar." Dongfang Xiaoyue shook her head.
"Fight, fight, fight hard this time." Daojun sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of cold tea. "I don't care, whether it's Demon City or Shanglin Palace, it's best if they are all dead."
"But my disciples are all there, I can't just ignore them." Dongfang Xiaoyue opened her eyes and made a gesture to walk down.
"Sit down." Daojun said helplessly, "You can't even walk now, why are you still pretending to be my beloved disciple?"
"How about you go there?" Dongfang Xiaoyue asked tentatively.
"Do you have any shame?" Daojun rubbed his brows. "I have long been wondering when you would say such a shameless thing, but I didn't expect you to say it so soon."
"If you want to be shameless, you'll lose your apprentice." Dongfang Xiaoyue said with a smile, "Anyway, I've said it, when are you going to leave the mountain?"
"No hurry." Daojun said with a smile, "I want to see if that young man can give me any surprises."
"You mean Su Baiyi?" Dongfang Xiaoyue asked confusedly.
"Not only Su Baiyi, I also want to see if these young academy disciples can give me some different surprises in front of those family heads." Daojun walked to the door and looked at the sky.
"Then when will you go down the mountain?" asked the Confucian sage.
"Today." Daojun answered, "At this moment."