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Chapter 229 Jiminhui

After Guan Xi heard this, he looked up at the sky. The sky was dim and dark, and there was no trace of the moon at all.

"This person's mood is calm, his expression looks complex, but his consciousness is very single. The result I read is that he is neutral, but full of goodwill. He does not have the paranoid goodwill of the believers on the first day, but a goodwill that makes me feel very comfortable. "

Yulian's thoughts emerged in Wang Ping's spiritual sea, "It's so strange. His feeling perfectly fits the protagonist template in folklore novels. If his luck is better, it will be up to him to save the world."

After listening to Yu Lian's comments, Wang Ping became more interested in the topic Guan Xi just mentioned.

But when it comes to talking about things, if you show too much enthusiasm, you will lose more than you gain if you are treated as a fat sheep. After reading Yu Lian's thoughts, Wang Ping couldn't help but use the weak lights and moonlight to look at the young man in front of him. .

At first glance, Guan Xi seemed to be a scholar who had just obtained an academic degree. There was still some scholarly frivolity in his eyebrows, but his frivolity was the favorite type of beautiful women.

But at another glance, Guan Xi felt extremely heavy, as if he had understood the truth of the world from thousands of books.

Yu Lian was right, he looked like the protagonist in a folk tale.

"Xiaodao also knows some celestial phenomena. There is a high probability that there will be no moonlight for Daoist Master to appreciate tonight's celestial phenomena." Guan Xi actually accepted this sentence.

"... "

His response left both Wang Ping and Yu Lian speechless.

Guan Xi smiled in the face of Wang Ping's gaze and said: "If the Taoist Master really wants to see the moonlight, I can disperse the clouds in the sky for the Taoist Master."

"Oh?"

Wang Ping had a searching expression on his face. He could feel Guan Xi's sometimes uncontrollable detecting aura, but he was very confused about what he was cultivating, or what kind of magic power he had fused.

"Then try it."

This was said by Yu Lian.

Guan Xi first bowed to Wang Ping with clasped fists, "You're showing off your embarrassment..." Then, he stood up straight, pointed at the gloomy and gray sky, and said with a smile, "Look..." As his words fell, a bright moonlight penetrated the clouds. , and in the blink of an eye, a bright moon is already hanging in the sky.

Wang Ping and Yu Lian were both extremely surprised, not because they were surprised that the clouds broke, because they could do this themselves, but they were surprised that they couldn't feel any fluctuations of spiritual energy in Guan Xi's body.

"It's the world of inspiration. There are some wonderful spiritual bodies that seem to be obeying his orders and pushing away the spiritual energy in the clouds." Yulian communicated with Wang Ping in the spiritual sea very seriously, "If he really wants to do it, You probably can’t beat him, he’s very powerful.”

Wang Ping also felt it. He stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Tao friendly means."

"It's just a small method. I am cultivating the soul and took a shortcut. This shortcut is full of obstacles. I might be stopped one day."

Guan Xi is still very humble.

Wang Ping waved his hand gently, and the light in the small courtyard gradually became brighter, as if it had suddenly entered daytime.

"Taoist Master is the really good method." Guan Xi looked at a new space opened up in the darkness and bowed again. He was always so polite, which must have been influenced by "Humanity". "Come here and sit down." Yu Lian played the role of easing the embarrassment, "The moon is shining brightly, why not make tea to kill time?"

"Respect is worse than obedience."

Yu Lian watched Guan Xi come over and teased Wang Ping in the spiritual sea: "Now I seem to have read this plot in a story. You seem to be the villain who embarrasses the protagonist."

Wang Pingping did not change his expression. At this moment, the sound of a door opening suddenly sounded. It was Shen Xiaozhu. She walked out of her wing and silently bowed in the direction of the stone table.

...

When the fragrance of tea spread in the small courtyard, Guan Xi got down to business, "Fellow Taoist Danchen is a real person, but sometimes he is too real and can easily be taken advantage of..."

"Use?" Wang Ping was confused.

"If you want to explain this matter clearly, you have to start from the beginning..." Guan Xi sat opposite Wang Ping like a student and said: "The 'Jiminhui' was originally composed of loose cultivators from all over the north and south of Zhongzhou to help each other. It formed a less rigorous gathering organization.”

"Due to the loose management style in the early days, many factions and small groups formed within us. After gaining the favor of the saint, there were even more small groups within us, and some were even hostile."

"After these years of development, we have generally formed three large groups internally. I have given these three groups a very appropriate name, namely the paranoid faction, the moderate faction and the balance faction."

"The Paranoid Faction was originally very paranoid. They have the largest number of members. The reason they first formed a group was to fight against Daozang Palace's unfair decision-making on casual cultivators. After gaining the favor of the Saint, they came up with a terrible idea..."

After Guan Xi said this, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. Then he put down the tea cup and looked at Wang Ping. Seeing that Wang Ping was patiently waiting for him to continue, he spoke again: "They advocate following the example of the two saints in the mythical story who destroyed the world. Legend has it that they believe that the world today is corrupt and needs to be destroyed before order and civilization can be rebuilt.”

"Most of them have left the party. Where they are and what they are doing, only they themselves will know, or they will not know until the day they implement their plans."

Wang Ping and Yu Lian were speechless again.

"You don't have to worry. If the sky falls, there will be tall people who can bear it. There are also people inside us who are investigating. That is the second group I want to talk about. I call them moderates." Guan Xi chuckled, " They were originally an alliance composed of some casual cultivators who loved to travel around the world and study ancient doctrines. They advocated focusing on observation and guidance, and currently they use ascetic practices to please the saints."

"The last group is the Balance Faction. They believe that all disputes in the world come from the destroyed balance. Therefore, they wander among various forces to maintain the balance of all parties. When necessary, they will take drastic measures like the Paranoid Faction. Sometimes they fall back to the moderates.”

After Guan Xi finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup. When he was about to drink it, Yu Lian asked, "Which faction do you belong to?"

"Balancers can't get anything done with a moderate attitude, while a paranoid attitude can easily lead to disaster. Only impartiality can implement the saint's ideas."

"What's the saint's idea?" Yu Lian said bluntly, "It's your own idea. Adding the saint's idea is just to give yourself a reason to act."

"You can say that!" Guan Xi admitted generously, "Everyone has to find a reason for himself when doing things, especially when it's a big event. Otherwise, how can others believe you?"

"So, why did you come to me to balance?" Wang Ping asked, holding a tea cup.

"I came here just to make friends with the Taoist priest and help you solve a small problem."

(End of this chapter)