"There are many Taoist sects in the world, and there are both good and evil. The paths to seeking immortality are different. Not to mention the evil way, even the right way has its own distinctions. They seem to be harmonious with each other, but in fact they are tit-for-tat, let alone many of the strange inheritances and unpredictable origins. As for the magic sect with its scale of conduct, it is even more difficult to measure."

In the side room of the Zhengshi Hall, Qiu Yan listened to Taoist Master Feihu dressed as an ordinary scholar talking about the situation. He didn't know what method he used to hide all his external auras, and even Qiu Yan could not detect it in person. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a Taoist priest to enter this central key area.

Qiu Yan nodded slightly and asked, "As for this reason, can't this Pinda Conference be held?"

Feihu shook his head directly: "On the contrary, most Taoist sects and immortal sects agreed to convene a elixir meeting, but they were unwilling to be controlled by the court and wanted to get rid of the Marquis' proposal and hold it in other places, not to come to the capital."

"The so-called breaking away from the control of the court is just an excuse. It is just an excuse to use this as a breakthrough to expand your influence. This is nothing. People have selfishness, and what people who practice practice want is even more selfish. Longevity is to get rid of the barriers of ordinary people. How could they easily follow my thoughts?" Qiu Yan nodded without showing any surprise.

"What are the plans for the Marquis?" Feihu seemed to ask Qiu Yan for his opinion, but it was not in the tone of his subordinates, but in the intention of discussing. This was not only a concern for the power behind Qiu Yan, but also because they had realized the danger of people outside the world.

Facing the inquiry, Qiu Yan just asked: "Did they say where they plan to convene?"

"Of course, everyone wants to strive to gain leadership around their mountain gates." Feihu did not hide it.

Qiu Yan said, "Since that's the case, then you might as well promote overseas and strive to hold the first Pill Pin and Pinyin Conference overseas within one month."

"Overseas? First?" Taoist Master Feihu was first confused, and then realized the profound meaning of the words, and his face changed. He couldn't help but think: "Which is the Marquis of Dingguo really wants to resist the invasion of the outside world, but he also has the intention to unite the heretics? If the imperial court has one, then there are two. After a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no change. But can the invasion of people outside the world resist? Or is it a two-point saying that the Marquis of Dingguo really think so far?"

Qiu Yan ignored Feihu's concerns and continued: "Yes. He is overseas, and it only takes one month, and the latest cannot exceed one and a half months!"

This sentence interrupted Feihu's thoughts again. He realized that it was too early to think about it. The most urgent thing was to settle the Pill Pill Conference, which was just Qiu Yan's words. But there were many problems: "A month is too short, and it is not to be concealed. Although most Taoist sects agreed to the organization, there were still many sects who resisted and felt that they were detached from the outside."

"Transcend to the outside world?" Qiu Yan shook his head and frowned, "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, and this is not something they say can transcend to the point where they say transcendent. Among the outsiders that day, some people were thinking of destroying Donghua's country and extermination. Such people. If you are not prepared now, even if you want to surrender, you will have no choice!"

Feihu also understood these reasons, but no matter how powerful they are in the Spirit-Feng Dao, they still cannot do some things, so they can only say: "My two senior brothers are already persuading them."

"Persuading is useless." Qiu Yan shook his head and stood up, "It seems that I still have to go there in person."

"The Marquis wants to take action personally? But this matter of government affairs..." Taoist Master Feihu's face changed and he showed a look of doubt. He naturally knew that the ward office has been lifted and a censor has come out, saying that Qiu Yan had established a ward office in the past, but now he has withdrawn the ward office, which is like a joke. Besides, the government is busy, and it is difficult for him to leave as the prime minister. Otherwise, if there is a slight change and the power is left alone, it will be a disaster.

"It's okay, I have my own concerns." Qiu Yan said this, and then ordered the man to take Taoist Master Feihu to the quiet room to rest, and the latter had to leave with doubts.

After seeing off Taoist Master Feihu away, Qiu Yan did not delay. After finishing the matter in his hand, he left on time. When he arrived at Qiu's mansion, he was approaching: "Master, that...如...如...如如如如如如如如如如如如如如如如如如如如如如�

"I'm back just in time." Qiu Yan nodded, "Let them go to the study."

A few breaths later, Qiu Yan came to the study room, and there were two more people in the room, a young man and a beautiful young woman in white.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Qiu Yan couldn't help but recall the past and smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. This time you went to Beijing, there are quite a lot of twists and turns."

"I have met... the Marquis of Dingguo." This young man was the one who met Qiu Yan at that time. Later, by chance, he became a husband and wife with the man in the painting. The beauty in the painting was also related to Qiu Yan, so he regarded him as a father.

Not long ago, the sky was weeping blood, and there were rumors in the end of the world. The Youzui and the beauty in the painting decided to go to Beijing. However, on the way, they encountered a demon again, and staged strange scenes. They finally got rid of it, but because the people in the painting were also considered monsters and did not have certain magical powers to protect them, they were suppressed after entering the Jingxi area and turned back to the prototype, which delayed a lot of time.

Fortunately, the people sent by Qiu Yan later contacted them and had a book of support, which helped the people in the painting get rid of hidden dangers. On the way, there was another adventure. You Zui actually mastered a kind of magical power and only arrived at the mansion today.

On this side, You Zui had just bowed, and the person in the painting was also blessed, saying, "I've seen my father..." The woman's voice was soft and her personality was soft and tight. You Zui loved her, so she used to call Qiu Yan a father-in-law, and You Zui let her go and treated Qiu Yan as her father-in-law in words. But now in front of him, he still knew that the words of the two of them were suspected of being close friends. After all, Qiu Yan is now powerful, and not only many people want to curry favor with him. If the couple still acted like that, they would inevitably give him a reply, so they changed their name, but they did not expect that the woman would still be like this.

Qiu Yan's eyelids twitched slightly, feeling that he seemed to be much older, but he nodded and said, "Your birth has indeed inherited my thoughts. Ordinary children are inherited from blood, and you are considered spiritual inheritance. I can bear this Father."

"This... I actually agreed!" On the side, You Zui was surprised when he heard this and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Qiu Yan didn't seem to want to get too entangled with this issue, because he knew that the root of the birth of monsters was the root. Since the person in this painting took himself as the root, if he blindly denied it, he would shake the other party's roots. If a word was not good, the woman might die.

Then, Qiu Yan said again: "You are here this time. I had other plans, but since You Zui, you will draw a portrait for me to save a lot of trouble."

Hearing this, Youzui quickly said, "It depends on the instructions of his father-in-law." This man was particularly fond of his wife. Seeing his wife's name, he immediately changed his name, but Qiu Yan's eyes jumped again and felt that he was aged two more times.

However, as Youzui said this, he was also confused in his heart. He didn't know why he wanted to paint himself, but he didn't ask. In addition, he had an adventure in the past and immersed in his mind and painted like a living thing. Now he has an encounter in the capital, which has completely evolved into a magical power. Now Qiu Yan told him to paint and has his own thoughts.

However, after Qiu Yan made a simple arrangement, he asked Youzui to rest first and wait for dinner before officially starting.

At this time, You Zui also put aside all the distracting thoughts in his heart. As long as the brush is in his hand, his whole body's energy and spirit will rise rapidly. Qiu Yan stood opposite him through a table, and his feelings about this change were particularly clear and he couldn't help but secretly amaze him.

"Listen to Dai Guo, Youzui encountered a tree demon and Tiangou blocking the road on the way. Both of them were coming down from the Great Realm Mountain. If you want to find things, it should be the Linghui Po. It seems that Linghui Po entered Beijuzhou. That place of demons is just suitable for this demon monster. The luck will rise sharply, and there is a tendency to turn the guest as the main guest. It suppressed the luck of the subject, which caused Tiangou to panic. Then he went down the mountain and followed the causal connection and found Youzui and Qiu Hua, which made him lucky in disguise, breaking through his mood, and the painting path was great!"

While Qiu Yan was thinking, You Zui had already started writing. The ink on the tip of the pen was constantly stained on the paper. As his wrist flipped, he slid on the blank paper, and soon outlined a rough outline, similar to Qiu Yan ahead, with a faint infusion of charm, but it was not a simulation of You Zui's own thoughts, but it was taken directly from Qiu Yan and integrated into it.

If he had the intention, Qiu Yan could break the connection with the obvious connection, but he did not do so.

After a few breaths, the painting gradually became emotional, and the face of Qiu Yan on the painting was vaguely visible. This appearance appeared vividly, as if he was about to walk out of the painting. After the time of the tea, Qiu Yan's portrait had fallen on the paper, but the charm of the charm seemed to be possible to walk out of the paper at any time.

Qiu Yan walked up to him at this time, saw the painting, nodded slightly, and smiled, "It's true that it's the arm of the master in the painting."

"My father-in-law praised it, it was wrong." You Zui quickly became modest.

"If you have the ability, you should not refuse, but accept it, and then become more diligent," Qiu Yan said, and said, "Even I may not remember you on the path of painting. If you have such words, you should inherit my thoughts, which are more useful than ordinary incarnations."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light flashed in Qiu Yan's eyes, and a rolling thought rose up and poured into the person in the painting. The next moment, the picture was twisted, and the person in it actually walked out step by step.

Two days later, a convoy left the capital, and the leader of the convoy was Taoist Feihu. (To be continued)

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