Fighter of the Destiny

Only the elder of the Changsheng Sect understood the meaning of Tang Sanliu's words.

The poison in the Tang family's uncle came from Chusu, a monster raised by the Changsheng Sect.

If the elder's answer to Tang Sanliu was effective, then he would have to bear the Tang family's anger.

He didn't dare, so he could only say that his words didn't work.

Tang Thirty-Six looked at the Prime Minister and the big shots and said: "Words without any effect, no matter how beautiful they sound, are just nonsense. No matter how down-trodden the Changsheng Sect is, they are not idiots enough to agree with a bunch of nonsense. I think This principle should also apply to you.”

The head of the Wu family looked at Tang Sanliu and said, "What my nephew said is too much. After all, this is Nanxi Zhai's matter."

Tang Sanshiliu said: "You are an elder, and what you say makes sense. Since it has nothing to do with our family, why do you need to express your position in advance? If the imperial court and the state religion want to fight, let them fight. Let's wait and see who is about to win, and then we will stand aside. It’s too late, why bother sitting on the chair in advance?”

The old lady of the Muzhe family sighed: "That's not what the old lady said in the letter."

Tang Thirty-Six smiled and said, "You also know that something happened in Wenshui City recently, so of course the old man's mind will change."

Huairen finally spoke at this time.

She looked at Tang Sanliu and said calmly: "After all, this is Nanxi Zhai's own business. Although other people's attitudes are also important, they are not the key after all."

Tang Sanliu looked at her and smiled and said, "In that case, why would senior call so many people to support him?"

Huaibi was furious when he heard this and shouted: "Why are you, an outsider, dictating matters about my Nanxi Zhai!"

Huairen raised his hand to signal her to stop talking. He looked at Tang Sanliu and said, "I know you have always felt that since the Holy Lady entrusted the fasting affairs to the two disciples before she retreated, we old people who have returned from traveling should not act recklessly. Am I right to interfere, especially in something as big as Hezhai?”

She said this to Tang Thirty-Six, and naturally to Chen Changsheng and the people of Lishan Sword Sect and Huaiyuan.

Tang Sanliu felt something was wrong and frowned slightly, neither saying yes nor no.

"Pingxuan, Yichen, the holy lady issued an edict before retreating, and the fasting affairs will be managed by you."

Huairen said with a gentle expression: "Then in front of the world's comrades, let me ask you, do you agree to join the fast?"

Following these words, many eyes fell on the two Nanxi Zhai female disciples in front of the crowd. Regardless of whether they are Lishan Sword Sect, Huaiyuan or the monks of the dozens of sects, they all know that these two are Pingxuan and Yichen, the candidates personally selected by the saint to take charge of the house.

Hearing these words, Ye Xiaolian and the other Nanxi Zhai girls looked at each other, a little surprised, thinking that their senior sister or uncle would not agree.

Tang Thirty-Six suddenly felt uneasy.

Pingxuan looked pale and didn't speak for a long time.

She was thinking about the long conversation that Master Huairen had with her last night, about the inheritance of the Qianqiu and the survival of Zhai Dao that Master told about, and about Master's determination and courage to die as a martyr, and she didn't know what to do at all. According to her own wishes and understanding of the saint, she would of course be opposed to Hezhai, but was she going to force her master to die in front of everyone in the world?

Yichen faced the exact same situation as her. Thinking of her master's calm and firm eyes last night, her Taoist heart gradually began to shake. She could no longer remain calm and self-possessed. Tears fell from her eyes and she silently said something to the saint in her heart. Sorry, he said shakily, "I agree."

Pingxuan glanced at her and moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

The cliffs at the top of the peak became extremely quiet. Apart from the gentle breeze ruffling the white clothes, there was no other sound.

People were shocked. Even the King Xiang and the two family heads did not expect that the two second-generation senior sisters in charge of fasting would actually agree to join the fast.

Huairen looked at them, his face full of relief, and said harmoniously: "You are all good disciples of my master."

The whole place was silent, everything was settled.

No one expected that at this moment, an inconspicuous girl from Nanxi Zhai would stand up.

Whether in Tiannan or Kyoto, few people in the monastic community know her.

The one who stood up was Ye Xiaolian.

She knelt on the ground and mustered up the courage to say: "Three masters and uncles, I don't agree to join the family."

Huaibi snorted coldly and shouted: "How presumptuous! How dare a third-generation disciple dare to talk about fasting matters? Get out of here!"

At this moment, dozens more female disciples from Nanxi Zhai stood up and knelt behind Ye Xiaolian.

These female disciples basically followed Xu Yourong to Hanshan Mountain and Kyoto, and stayed in the National Education Academy for a long time.

"Master, please think twice!"

"Uncle Master, please take back your life!"

Huaibi did not expect that so many junior disciples would stand up to object, and the fingers pointing at them trembled slightly.

Huaishu couldn't help but feel disappointed and even a little sad when he saw that among these disciples there were two juniors whom he was very optimistic about.

Looking at this scene, Huairen remembered what Chen Changsheng said to him last night, and his mind was a little dazed.

However, the next moment she thought about the scene of rivers of blood after the war broke out, and she quickly became tough again and said to these disciples: "Nanxi Zhai is not only the disciple's, but also passed down from the ancestors of the generations. You If you don’t want to stay in the fasting room, you can leave as long as you want. I think both the National Education Academy and the Imperial Palace will take you in."

The meaning of this sentence is very clear. If these disciples insist on opposing the Hezhai issue, they will be expelled from the Saintess Peak and lose their status as disciples of Nanxi Zhai!

Ye Xiaolian and the girls looked sad and stopped talking. They didn't want to be isolated from the world, but how could they bear the pain of being expelled from the school?

At this point, the voices within Nanxizhai were finally unified under the strong tactics of the three master uncles, and no more objections were heard.

King Xiang stood up and said with a smile: "Congratulations to all fellow Taoists for staying away from the world's troubles and concentrating on practice. It's really enviable."

Following these words, countless ascetics stood up to congratulate Nanxi Zhai, and the sounds of congratulations were heard everywhere.

Only the seats of Lishan Sword Sect and Huaiyuan remained silent. Baicai was very angry and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Gou Hanshi.

Tang Sanliu sat back in his chair, squinting at the Taoist nun Huairen who always had a calm expression on the stage, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Seclusion is a dangerous path. Saints have no choice but to do it. If this is worthy of envy, why does the prince need to go out of seclusion this year?"

A voice sounded on the cliff at the top of the mountain.

The sounds among the cliffs at the top of the mountain gradually became quieter, so the sound became clearer.

That voice was very calm, very indifferent, but extremely firm.

"If you ask me whether it is possible to practice joint fasting, my answer is of course no."

Huaibi was furious when he heard this. He turned around and shouted, "Who said it can't be done?"

"it's me."

Chen Changsheng stood up, looked at her and said, "Because you never asked me, I had no choice but to say it myself."

There was an uproar among the cliffs, and countless pairs of eyes looked over.