Taipan thought to himself that he had never exposed his identity and had never had any conflicts with the Fenglei Dao, and had never had any interaction with the future master of the Fenglei Dao. The future master of the Fenglei Dao, who had gained and lost his heart, would inexplicably find trouble for himself.

Therefore, when I think about it this way, Taipan already knew the real goal of the future master of Fenglei Dao.

He has made a lot of limelight in this Chang'an City. In addition, he has shown enough kindness to each other on Yu Zhuque Street, Xiang Lian, who is also Feng Lei Dao, and this Xiang Lian is in love with Xu Qiudao, the direct descendant of Kunlun Mountain.

Therefore, the future Taoist lord of Fenglei Dao developed a sense of crisis, and felt that his position as the candidate for Taoist lord was not so safe, so he wanted to start cutting off Xiang Lian's wings.

And among them, the one with the most talented and most famous was of course himself and Xu Qiudao.

Xu Qiudao is the direct descendant of Kunlun and is likely to take over Kunlun in the future. His identity is no less than that of the future Taoist lord of Fenglei Dao. Therefore, this future Taoist lord of Fenglei Dao naturally cannot force Xu Qiudao to change his mind.

Therefore, he, who has a talent and reputation but has no followers, naturally became the target of this future master of Fenglei Dao.

"Interesting, interesting!" Taipan looked at the candlelight in front of him. It seemed that the night wind was blowing, and the candlelight swayed, reflecting in Taipan's pupils, moving quietly, with a bit of mysterious and breathtaking aura.

"Since fellow Taoist is here, why should I hide my head and tail?"

"This behavior is not like a dignified future master of Fenglei Dao." Inside the house, Taipan's voice suddenly rose.

"Sure enough, fellow Taoist is also a Tiangang." After being called out by Tai Pan, seven figures were also revealed. After the man in the leader laughed, he stepped into the house and sat opposite Tai Pan.

"Fellow Taoist is so stingy." Seeing the empty table, the Taoist in charge frowned, and then took out a pot and a cup from his sleeve.

This Taoist man has a straight face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, square forehead and wide nose. The first feeling he gives people is that he is quite righteous. He wears a blue feathered dress. On the feathered dress, there are thunder patterns, hidden in the vast power of heaven. Every move echoes the thunder on the feathered dress, and responds to each other, full of majesty, and makes people feel at ease when they see it.

This Taoist is naturally the great disciple of the Taoist lord of the Fenglei Dao. He has a very famous reputation in the Fenglei Dao and is regarded by countless people as the future Taoist lord of the Fenglei Dao.

"Since I know my identity, I think fellow Taoist also knows why I came." Taoist Zihuang filled the wine in the pot, then drank it in one sip, and then went to Taipan.

"First, what Xiang Lian can give you, I can give you too."

"Secondly, even if Xiang Lian leaned on Xu Qiudao, Kunlun Mountain would not interfere with the inheritance of my Fenglei Dao for this."

This Taoist Zihuang is really like the rumor, his words and actions are straightforward, without any twists and turns. As soon as he opens his mouth, he goes straight to the topic.

"If this is true, why should fellow Taoist come here today?" Taipan's eyes reflected the swaying candlelight. Although he was facing Taoist Zihuang, even Taoist Zihuang himself did not know whether it was him or the candlelight that Taipan was looking at.

"The confidence shown by fellow Taoist Zihuang seems to be as sure as the one said by fellow Taoist." Tai Pan's eyes were faint, his words were plain, and he did not cause any turmoil.

"What do you know!" Taoist Zihuang said immediately.

"Junior Brother Xiang won't have a chance, but your existence will give him the illusion that he has a chance."

"Then won't you just suppress it?"

"By the way, will this make you more famous?"

"I need such a method?" Taoist Zihuang laughed, his voice as thunder, and his words were full of disdain.

"First, if you suppress it, Junior Brother Xiang will inevitably have a knot in his heart, which is not conducive to his practice."

"Second, if there is a dispute, the interests of all parties will be affected by the loss of my Fenglei Road."

"I don't want to do it."

"So, I will never give them any illusion or opportunity!"

"Do you understand?" Taoist Zihuang looked at Taipan, with lightning flashing in his eyes, and the vast pressure swept across Taipan's body.

"This is all for this!"

"What choice should I make? Should I be kind to you, or do I want to participate in the inheritance of my Fenglei Dao, or to persuade my junior brother Xiang."

"Let me see you, fellow Taoist."

"I think you should clearly distinguish the benefits and interests of this Taoist. "After the final words, the Taoist Zihuang took the man to leave on his own and left the pot of wine in front of Taipan.

"What a Zihuang Taoist!"

"It really deserves its name." Taipan murmured in a low voice, not even looking at the pot of wine in front of him, and then blew out the candlelight in front of him in one breath.

If someone else was changed, after the words of Taoist Zihuang, whether he and Xiang Lian were using their relationship or had a good relationship, they were afraid that their position would change inadvertently. After all, just as Taoist Zihuang said, not giving Xiang Lian a illusion of hope, it is a good thing for each other, both public and private.

What's more, you can earn the favor of the future Taoist master of Fenglei Dao for nothing.

But the problem is that Taipan is a monster!

In this world, the positions of demons and humans are born opposites.

The most famous saying among the human race is that if one is not one of our race, his heart will be different.

Therefore, Taipan is definitely happy to see the dispute over Fenglei Road!

If Taoist Zihuang didn't come like this, Taipan would not bother with the inheritance of Fenglei Dao. But after Taoist Zihuang came like this, Taipan really wanted to intervene in the battle for the future Taoist lords of Fenglei Dao.

After all, just as Taoist Zihuang said, the battle between the Taoist lords of a sect, no matter who wins or loses in the end, will suffer a certain loss to the strength of the sect, especially the battle between the Taoist lords of the nine major sects. In many cases, one of the biggest reasons for a sect's decline lies in the battle between the Taoist lords.

The loss of the strength of the nine major sects will also be certain to the strength of the entire human practitioner.

On the other hand, for Wanling Mountain, the greater the loss of the power of human practitioners, it is relatively the same as the strength of Wanling Mountain. In the coming changes, Wanling Mountain's chances of winning will always increase slightly - just like Wanling Mountain's plan in the Dahe City.

Before this change, as long as the opponent's strength can be weakened, even if it is just a little bit, it is worth trying.

"Wind Thunder Road."

"Zihuang Taoist!"

"Xiang Lian!"

"Xu Qiudao!" Taipan was muttering these names, and thoughts emerged one by one in his mind.

Since Taoist Zihuang felt that Xiang Lian might covet the position of Taoist lord, Xiang Lian must have had such an idea deep in his heart and was noticed by Taoist Zihuang.

What Taipan has to do is to find a way to stir up Xiang Lian’s idea!

At this moment, he missed An Fox very much.
Chapter completed!