Chapter 149 What If I Say Yes?
On the rooftop, Nangong Baixing was smiling and looked very kind.
Beside him, the faces of the two officials from Qin Tian Jian were colder than the other.
After being silent for a long time and considering the words countless times in his mind, Yuan Tianwang opened his mouth and said: "Old Heavenly Master, do you mean to start a war with Qin Tianjian and the imperial court?"
The smile on Nangong Baixing's face did not change at all, and he said calmly: "The imperial court? Who dares to go against the imperial court? If it weren't for the imperial court's protection, it would be impossible for us Taoist priests to beg for food."
"As for Qin Tian Jian?"
The smile on Nangong Baixing's face froze, neither happy nor angry, he hugged Yuan Tianwang's head and looked directly into his eyes.
"What if I say [yes]?"
Li Chunyang snorted coldly, "Then you just plan to make things difficult for everyone in the Xuanmen world?"
Hearing this, Nangong Baixing had no reaction, but Yuan Tianwang's expression changed.
He glared hard at his companion, making him realize that he had made a mistake.
Nangong Baixing scratched his head and didn't take it seriously.
"What age are you in? It was before when you were the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor. Now if you say that you are going to kill me, do you think any of the Xuanmen will abandon you? Pick! I don't know what to say!"
Li Chunyang didn't expect that Nangong Baixing would say such "approachable" words, and was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond.
Yuan Tianwang patted his shoulder and signaled him to take a step back, while he gently took a step forward, no longer letting Nangong Baixing grab his shoulder.
"Old Master, we came to Hong Kong Island this time just to recover Feng Shui corpses. We have no intention of causing trouble to anyone."
"But you've already brought it, haven't you?"
Nangong Baixing raised his hand and pointed at the Kowloon boxing ring shrouded in evil clouds.
"Our Maoshan sect is not just a bunch of people. Unlike those monks, we won't beat up our grandson. Grandpa, except when we dealt with the Zombie King last time, we have been doing our own thing every time. Even if the enemy comes after us, it's our own fault." deal with."
Yuan Tianwang's expression was complicated. He didn't know what the Heavenly Master in front of him wanted to say, so he could only purse his lips and continue listening.
"Therefore, I don't care if you arrest Li Zixiong, because I never promised to protect him. I don't care how you fight with Mao Xiaoming and the others, because this is your personal grudge. If I intervene in these things, it will inevitably happen It seems unfair and redundant, and it doesn't please anyone.
However, if you two dare to break up the sky in Hong Kong Island and cause chaos and filth in the world, as the leader of the local Taoist sect, I will not sit idly by and ignore it. "
After Nangong Baixing finished speaking, he no longer looked at him. He just put his hands behind his back and quietly watched the changes above the Kowloon boxing ring.
Yuan Tianwang paced on the spot, very confused.
Based on his many years of experience, if a person has a bottom line and principles, then he is not a person who will get angry casually. If someone steps forward, steps on him, or punches him, he doesn't care and just do it.
But if someone touches that bottom line, that principle, such a person's anger will not be easily tolerated.
Obviously, Nangong Baixing, who seems to be very restrained and kind to everyone, is just such a person.
After thinking about it, Yuan Tianwang still wanted to fight for it instead of walking away in despair.
He said: "Old Heavenly Master, the Heavenly Master's sword was stolen by Li Chonghu back then and it is still living among the people. The Maoshan Sect and Mao Xiaoming are all responsible for this, right?"
"Yes, of course there is!"
Nangong Baixing turned his head, his eyes filled with anger, as if he was about to spit out fire.
"Back then, the Celestial Master's Imperial Sword was still in the palace. It was to be conferred by the Queen Mother to the Grand Master Shen Gongsheng the next day. However, Li Chonghu sneaked into the palace and stole it. This led to the canonization ceremony of the Imperial Master the next day. Being delayed affected the fate of the northern Feng Shui family for the next 30 years."
Talking about what happened back then, Nangong Baixing still vividly remembers all, it was a major event that shocked the world of Taoism. With the descendants of the Ma family leaving and northern Taoisms moving south one after another, the northern sect finally launched a great national master, but was disrupted by Li Chonghu.
Missing the right time and place, everything originally planned was disrupted. From now on, the decline of the Northern Faction could no longer be stopped.
Feng Shui fortune can affect the whole body, and just a little change will affect many things in the future.
The Northern faction had a hard time, and Li Chonghu, who disrupted their layout, naturally had a hard time too.
Chased by Ouchi masters and Xuanmen masters, he fled south and finally reached Hong Kong Island.
Nangong Baixing once met him once. He was a thin, pale man who looked very resolute.
His hands and shoulders seemed to be made of pig iron, with clear joints and strong muscles.
"He wanted to give me the Heavenly Master's Order Sword, but I didn't take it because it didn't belong to me. But if you asked me to return it, I couldn't return it because it doesn't belong to the Northern Sect either."
"Oh?"
The joints of Li Chunyang's hands inserted into his sleeves crackled, the sound was secretive but powerful.
"Old Heavenly Master, who do you think the Heavenly Master's Order Sword should belong to?"
Nangong Baixing shook his head, "It belongs to whoever it belongs to. I'm not God, can I understand it? Or do you think that because you are an official of Qintian Prison, you can take care of everything?"
Nangong Baixing didn't take the Heavenly Master's Order Sword back then, not only because it was a hot potato, but also because he didn't know who to give the Heavenly Master's Order Sword to.
"Mao Xiaoming also met him. He was obviously the person closest to Li Chonghu back then. He had the opportunity to get the Heavenly Master's Order Sword back, but he didn't do it and let Li Chonghu go."
Unlike Li Chunyang who was so excited, Nangong Baixing just scratched his head indifferently.
"I know this, but Xiao Ming didn't tell me, so I didn't ask. And Li Chonghu is his close friend. Let me ask you, would you do something to your close friends, relatives, brothers, or siblings?"
"I can!"
Li Chunyang replied in a deep voice: "If a person does something wrong and his friends and brothers don't stop him, that would be sad."
"Then you are this!"
Nangong Baixing gave him a thumbs up, then waved his sleeves and hid his hands in his clothes.
"Mao Xiaoming has already paid the price. He is fighting in the Kowloon boxing ring now. As for everything else, if you think my Maoshan faction is responsible, just come to me and ask for it."
Nangong Baixing's words were all plain, but the clothes on his body suddenly bulged up, and coupled with the flying hair, he looked majestic.
"I understand, Heavenly Master."
Yuan Tianwang put his hands together and bowed to Nangong Baixing again.
"Today it's the two of us who are unreasonable. We will leave. As for the future..."
"We'll talk about it later."
Nangong Baixing waved his hand impatiently.
"Okay, then we'll take our leave."
Pulling Li Chunyang's hand, Yuan Tianwang walked out without looking back. At the same time, the murderous intent hidden in the shadows around him also receded.
(End of this chapter)