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Chapter 1565: The plan is in Xu Palace and the plan is in familiarity, and the sky is unchanging and adaptable(2/3)

"How do you plan to use it?" Nangong Youshu was curious.

"Tianji,..."

"I got this for you!"

"Okay." Dao Qiongcang nodded with satisfaction, indicating that the threat was in place, and then changed his explanation, "Actually, it may not be used, and I hope it won't be used."

Nangong Youshu felt that he heard something, but also felt that he heard nothing. In desperation, he could only return to the topic:

"Do you want to go to Xuyue Gray Palace? Counting the time, Bazunzun has almost left... What are you going to do there?"

"What do you think?"

"It seems like I'm asking you?"

"But I want to test you."

"Hmm... you also want to cooperate with Xu Yue Huigong?"

"Inaccurate."

"You want to destroy their cooperation with Ba Zunzhen?"

"Not accurate either."

"you……"

"This is not suitable for elimination. You should take all factors into consideration, such as Bai Zhou is not at home, Ba Zunzhen may have reached cooperation with both factions, and the variables that will arise if Xu Xiaoshou returns, etc."

Nangong Youshu was silent now.

He thought his father was just acting on a whim.

I wanted to go to Xuyue Gray Palace, just because Bazunji also went there.

This is not impossible - outsiders think he is serious, but in fact his father has always been very playful, he is just a child.

He never thought that this was a big game, and he must have been planning it for a long time!

After thinking hard for a while, Nangong Youshu spit out one word:

"Taobu?"

Dao Qiongcang smiled and said nothing, got up from the medicine bucket and walked out, put on white clothes, opened the door barefoot and walked out of the room:

"Time is up."

"Next time, remember to take into account the location of the conversation between you and me, as well as the fact that the Tianji Divine Sect has grown stronger."

"I don't like to say things a second time, and of course, I don't like to do the same things again."

Crunch…

The door is closed.

Nangong Youshu stared blankly at the empty medicine bucket.

He didn't know where he angered his father again, why did he leave so suddenly, because...

A word of "Taobu"?

Soaking in the medicine bucket, Nangong Youshu thought for a long time, and could only remember that the key to the problem was the only real person in the Taoist Department.

"That's right. Although Xuanji Half-Saint burned himself out after taking office, it is also true that he interrupted his father's plan."

"I'm afraid the Tao Ministry incident will have a big impact on her."

Compared to himself, Nangong Youshu felt that Dao Qiongcang's love for Yu Zhiwen was more like a father's love.

He would make her happy as a baby; he would teach her to grow as a girl; he would guide her mentally and praise her progress, although sometimes in an alternative way...

But at least, that is one of the few genuine, non-calculating concerns from the "Dao Qiong Cang"!

The "Tao Ministry" matter, which had been planned for so many years, could have ended successfully and at the same time become a teaching that would have a more stimulating significance for her.

However, due to some force majeure factors, at an inopportune time and in an inopportune way, it was severely torn apart.

This directly has the opposite effect, like tearing open a scar, which should be very painful.

"He also feels guilty because of this, right?"

But Yu Zhiwen is too young to affect the overall situation, and she is not his real daughter.

In the current overall situation, he simply does not have much time or thought to repair or compensate for the relationship.

However, if you don't compensate, the thing will be like a thin thorn pricking your finger. It's too small to be checked, and it will cause pain and discomfort occasionally.

Nangong Youshu thought for a while, then directly pressed out the communicator next to his ear:

"Check the Taoist leader Yu Zhiwen and find out her current whereabouts..."

"No, it's all the information!"



Walking out of the narrow cave, I stopped and looked back at the sky.

There is a plaque hanging on the cave, which reads "Tianji Shenjiao" in four crooked characters.

Yes, this is the headquarters of the Tianji Divine Sect, the largest emerging force in the Southern Territory.

There are actually only four real core people.

The leader, Nangong Youshu, talks about the sky, and Wei Feng and Gou Wuyue, who are already a little impatient because they can't squeeze into the cave, are waiting outside.

"Have you chatted?" Gou Wuyue leaned against the tree. When she saw someone coming out, she held her sword and raised her eyes.

He was very direct before he was crazy: "I really can't imagine that we can completely change to a better place. What's going on?"

He pointed at the dilapidated cave entrance, "Don't the Tianji Divine Sect have a luxurious headquarters, as well as various elders, protectors, and worshippers..."

Wei Feng longed for the long-lost life in the world of martial arts. The future that the person in front of him had described to him clearly sounded very luxurious.

Dao Qiongcang shook his head at this time: "Although the five regions are large, this is the only place we have a foothold." He pointed at his feet.

Then he looked at Wei Kuang: "After the flowers bloom, they will also wither, which is all false."

Seeing that the first two people disagreed, Dao Qiongcang didn't say anything more. He waved his hand and was about to propose a trip to Xuyue Gray Palace.

At this moment, his ears twitched, his eyes narrowed, and he looked into the distance, "Finally..."

"Finally what?" Wei crazy stepped forward.

"Someone is looking for me." Dao Qiongcang squinted his eyes and couldn't see the person's face clearly. After thinking about it, he said, "I need to leave for a while."

"Where are you going?" Gou Wuyue frowned.

"Go to a place closer to him."

"What about us?"

"Relatively speaking, it's naturally a little further away."

"That's not what I meant, I meant..."

"Wait."

"Waiting again?"

"If you can keep up, you can follow."



The Secret Realm of Four Symbols.

"laugh!"

In a fight that was still at a stalemate, the opponent suddenly gave the bald boy a blow and sent him flying.

It is the middle and late stages of the trial, and those who can enter the Holy Palace are basically selected from those who are still working hard to move forward.

At this time, it is rare for the two sides to still have such a disparity in combat power.

Once the opponent left, there was no one around.

The bald boy put down his sword, knelt on one knee, offered his hands as a sacrifice, and chanted loudly:

"Great God's Art!"

Buzz…

Invisible waves surge.

The bald boy's head opened, and a figure in white clothes and bare feet slowly walked out of it.

He was dressed casually and no longer looked like Tianji Sinan. He even wore a white shirt and had no other decorations on his body. Even his black hair was spread down to the back of his waist.

"Great Blessing Technique."

After landing, he just casually raised his hand behind him. The bald boy who was about to disintegrate was successfully repaired and came back to his senses.

After trembling violently, the young man stared blankly at the empty front, not knowing what had happened.

Soon he stood up, found what he had been fighting for half his life for, and punched heavily:
To be continued...
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