When Zhao Gongming arrived at Sanxiao's drinking and talking, he sighed for a long time, and then frowned:

"Brother Wei can't understand it!

Could it be that your senior sister Jin Ling still thinks that the Western saints will not take action directly?

We have to say that we are sure to win, so we don’t have to do anything more. We wait for the opportunity, stand up for morality, and wait for opportunities to move.

Can we do it without taking the initiative to calculate and think about the ways to make Western saints afraid of them at critical moments?

You said, can it be done?"

Sanxiao:...

Qiongxiao asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you quarreling with Sister Jin Ling?"

"What kind of fight is this? What's the fight?" Zhao Gongming slapped the table a few times, "This is a reasonable dispute, trying to convince the other party to believe their respective ideas!"

Qiongxiao covered his mouth and chuckled: "This is not a quarrel."

"Okay, there was a fight,"

Zhao Gongming's expression was full of depression and whispered: "Then you guys, let's just wait and do nothing?"

Bixiao smiled and said, "It's not that you're not doing anything! Look, I've also brewed a few jars of wine."

Zhao Gongming said seriously: "If you don't actively plan for the disaster, you might as well just hide from the Chaos Sea and be a deserter.

We have to move and fight, and at least we have to practice the formation. If necessary, we can beat the two saints of the Western religion!

Also, like Jin Ling, you don’t even think about it. If we fight with the second master, who will the master support?"

"Of course I support us!"

Qiongxiao said seriously: "With your brother-in-law here, what are you afraid of?"

"Well, your senior sister Jin Ling said the same thing," Zhao Gongming glared and cursed: "These are all short-sighted opinions!"

Yun Xiao frowned slightly, but did not refute such statements.

"Brother, you're a little quarrel," Qiongxiao said, "Although the great disaster has come and the killing disaster has fallen, you and I are the first disciples, and the second is not weak, why are you afraid?

Besides, my brother-in-law has mediated from it. Even if I encounter some difficult things, there is a solution."

"Not necessarily."

Zhao Gongming sighed: "You and I are not weak in ability, but how long can you and my brother and sister stop the saints?

At this time, the Western religion must have been the saint who personally came to the scene. He used the reason for revenge on the Jieshi and destroyed Lingshan to make trouble for us, and even directly took action to kill us.

This has to be guarded against."

Bixiao muttered in a low voice: "Brother-in-law has a brilliant idea, so he should be prepared in advance."

Zhao Gongming started the bitter-mouthed mode and whispered:

"So have you ever thought about it?

Although Chang Geng has helped him, Chang Geng will only save you and me.

If the master later calculates which side will win, in order to protect the Dao Sect's vitality, the master will likely help the side with an advantage.

We cannot consider the problem from our own perspective, nor can we simply think that Chang Geng can influence Master’s judgment.

Actually the opposite.

Chang Geng must listen to Master.”

Bixiao blinked: "If you want to say that, then we are in a little trouble?"

"I think what my elder brother said is wrong," Qiongxiao restrained his smile and said seriously, "My brother-in-law is now the master of the disaster, and his opinion should be accepted.

The master may not only help the advantageous side. If both sides are evenly matched, the master will definitely be directed towards us or not to help each other.

My brother-in-law must be on the sect.”

"Oh, you two are better off knowing Chang Geng as well as me and my second sister."

Zhao Gongming sighed and drank the Qiongjiu in front of him.

Yunxiao said: "You and I have already implicated him a lot. In fact, there is no need to say much about this to avoid making things difficult for him."

"Just just sigh here.

How could Chang Geng’s previous actions be seen by his brother?”

Zhao Gongming smiled bitterly: "I met him in the Temple of the Sea God, and then I was also a close friend who knew each other and a brother worthy of his life.

He had all the previous cares and hints several times, constantly urging me to think about the Dinghai Dinghai Dingzhu, and gave me treasures that could enlighten the Dingzhu.

Why? It's just for my life.

Not to mention, I am probably going to have a great disaster for my brother, just talk about these thoughts of Chang Gengfei...

I have been whistling in the prehistoric world for many years, but I was so concerned about Chang Geng, who had just practiced for a while, and I really don’t know how to comment on it.”

Bixiao whispered: "It is also possible that my brother-in-law doesn't want you to fall into cause and effect just to protect your sister."

Zhao Gongming couldn't help but stare.

Yes, that's the case?

Qiongxiao said, "As soon as my brother said that, I felt a little bit.

My brother-in-law may protect your and my lives, but may not be biased towards us.

Compared with the fellow disciples of the Anarchaeism, our Jieshi can be called a mixture of fish and dragons. To put it bluntly, it is tainted with dirt.

Honglian’s time, it was probably because of his brother-in-law’s efforts for our Jie Sect, but Honglian was broken and another incident of a registered disciple was made. I believe my brother-in-law was also quite disappointed with our Jie Sect.”

Zhao Gongming sighed: "The shelves are too big to be cleaned up."

"The Chaos Bell is unwilling to suppress our teaching fortune. How difficult it is to suppress our teaching fortune," Bi Xiao said with concern.

Yunxiao asked: "Brother, how far have he understood the mystery of the Dinghai Dinghai Pearl?"

"The most critical step," Zhao Gongming held the ancient ruler with his backhand and took it back, "but I always feel that something is missing and I can't take the last step...

It seems like it is missing, well, it is missing destiny."

"Destiny?"

Yunxiao thought a little, but couldn't understand it thoroughly, so he could only sigh softly.

The four brothers and sisters sat in the pavilion discussing the great disaster, but they were just worried about the future and the way to intercept the religion. They could not come up with any solution or a clever solution.

The structure of the Great Tribulation of the Gods is too simple, it is to fight three religions, bury the masters, and promote the Heavenly Court.

But the simpler the structure, the more stable it is, the more difficult it will be to break the deadlock, and the fewer paths you can take.

Zhao Gongming stayed on Sanxian Island for a long time, and his originally bored mood also recovered a lot. He said goodbye to his three sisters and left Sanxian Island.

"There is no way. If you get angry, go and pay a favor quickly. You can't always have a quarrel with her. You are a man after all, so you should be able to bend and stretch."

After Zhao Gongming left, Yunxiao thought for a while, returned to the attic where he lived, looked at the portrait on the wall for a while, found cloth, brushed ink, and picked up a line of small characters.

[You see the faith and the clouds are respected.]

With a gentle frown, Yunxiao felt a little upset. He thought carefully but melted the handwriting on the cloth.

Soon, a paper crane flew out of the window and turned into a white crane outside. It spread its wings and flew into the clouds outside the island, and then disappeared.

A few hours later, the Tai White House of Heaven.

Li Changshou's paper Taoist sat in the depths of the hall, looking at the blank cloth in front of him, three question marks slowly rose on his forehead.

This is……

When Yun was delivering the letter, did he carelessly send the wrong blank letter?

It seems that this possibility may not happen very well.

Hiss, was it because of the matter of Feng'e that Yun was a little concerned in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it, so he used this method to show that he was speechless?

What should I do?

Li Changshou pondered for a few moments. At this critical moment, it was not convenient to go to Sanxian Island, so he had to compile a book and fold a paper crane to send it to Sanxian Island.

The beginning is a straightforward sentence:

'Yun, listen to my explanation. This matter is not what is rumored outside!'

Cross-server communication is the most deadly.

...

Gululu—

The wooden wheels kept rolling on the road, and the gorgeous frame kept shaking with the slight ups and downs of the road.

In the frame, the woman in a light red dress sighed softly, with a little helpless look on her face, and a little bitter smile on her lips.

There were a large number of soldiers escorting the frame in front and behind, and several generals riding horses and strange beasts, each smirking and talking, and alertly paying attention to the various areas ahead.

The women in the frame are very particular, and they dare not relax.
To be continued...