I thought that the patron saint would be waiting for them in his dojo.
However, Xiao Wangge received a guide, but took her to the most mysterious small courtyard in Hongmeng.
At this time, Feng Jiuxiao and several of the powerful elders in Hongmeng were already standing outside the fence.
No one dared to step into this simple courtyard.
In the yard, Tai Cang was using the strength of feeding milk to lift the rough axe on the wooden pier.
Belfinger and Barr were wrapped in big jackets, squatting on the side threshold, licking freshly fried pumpkin seeds while watching Tai Cang's jokes.
The patron saint Long Ye, together with the mysterious pair of masters and servants, savoured fragrant tea, and was at ease.
"Big brother, do you smell it
In the stove next to Lord Long, the soup... It's so fragrant! "
A long-bearded man with a chubby face, a big wine gourd hanging from his waist, and a belly, winked at Feng Jiuxiao.
Feng Jiuxiao glanced at the fat man with dissatisfaction and helplessly, "Things that are not promising..." "Ji Liuhe, do you dare to miss the food of Lord Long?"
A tall and thin man in a blue shirt with a strong physique smiled coldly.
"Hey, Zhou Hankong, your Beihan Temple doesn't even have hot soup. You chew popsicles every day. Of course you don't understand food!"
"I'll wait for the monks to eat food as a good thing, but it's fine, like you who only know how to eat and drink all day long, I am afraid that it will be reborn..." Ji Liuhe wrinkled his brows, "Zhou Hankong, you dare to scold your sixth grandfather
Brother, this tortoise scolds me! You help me beat him! "
Feng Jiuxiao stared, "Shut up! Lord Long is watching you!!"
Ji Liuhe and Zhou Hankong shook their spirits abruptly, and found that Lord Long was indeed looking at them, smiling but not smiling, but it was even more terrifying.
Fortunately, Long Ye seemed to be keen on fragrant tea in his hands, and did not take the noise outside the courtyard seriously.
"A green, how is it
How about this nine-turn snow lotus tea? "
Ye Wuya was quite proud.
"Nine revolutions
You have turned ninety-nine-eighty-one, right
It's okay, and bring back a lot of good things."
A Lu drank the fragrant tea, quite pleasing.
"There are not many good things, they are fine, there is nothing you want, no matter how many good things, it will not help," Ye Wuya said with a smile.
"The joy of living, isn't it just what you want but you can't get it?"
Ye Wuya touched A Lu with a teacup, "That's the reason."
At this time, Feng Jiuxiao interrupted when Xiao Wangge had arrived.
"Long Ye, everyone is here."
A Lu turned her head and glanced at the Hongmeng in power who was present.
"I am looking for you, because I have something to do."
"Patron saint please give orders!"
A group of elders shouted and saluted respectfully.
The dozens of people present almost mastered 90% of Hongmeng's resources and strength.
When any one goes to the eight gates, it is like a king's pilgrimage.
Under normal circumstances, they call the wind and call the rain, rampant.
However, once the patron saint gave orders, none of them dared to regard themselves as a role, and only dared to obey 100%! "I've been asleep for a while... I woke up this time and saw the current Hongmeng, which disappointed me a bit."
As soon as A Lu finished speaking this sentence, a group of elders looked extremely ugly.
disappointment
This is tantamount to scolding them for incompetence! "Patron saint, please calm down!"
A Lu said: "What is the purpose of Hongmeng pioneering the wilderness, do you still remember?"
A group of elders nodded one after another, "Remember!
"Then... Who of you talk about it?" "
Everyone looked at each other, and finally Feng Jiuxiao stood up.
"As early as in ancient times, Hongmeng continued to expand outwards in order to make up for the lack of resources."
"Later it was discovered that there were constant wars in the wild land, and it was unnecessary to consume too much."
"Hongmeng has gradually developed from the upper eight sects to the lower 3,000 sects."
"After three thousand sects, he controlled countless wild clan tribes. Since then, the wild has no fight, and the Hongmeng has grown stronger..." Alu nodded, "opening up the wild will naturally lead to the wild resistance, especially between different races, it is difficult to coexist. , It is also commonplace".
"But being difficult to live together doesn't mean that you can't live together..." "Just as the Demon Emperor went to Jiuquan with awe-inspiring righteousness back then, the merger of the Demon Race and the Human Race in Hongmeng is an excellent example."
"But now, Hongmeng pioneers the wilderness, but what does it look like?"
"Are you going to explore and govern
Or go to burn, kill, looting, and become a robber? "
A group of elders already know what the patron saint is talking about... "Long Ye, the most difficult emperor sword before the barbarians is no longer there, there is only a six-tribulation blue dragon left, which is a bit difficult."
"Please give us some more time, in less than a month, we will surely take down the wildness!"
An elder who left the door said with trepidation.
"How to get it
Who is going to kill the Six Tribulations Azure Dragon? "
A green smiled, but it made a group of elders even more uneasy.
"Kill, kill, kill... Is this pioneering
This is the destruction of the world! "
"Do you regard yourself as the Devil Dragon of the Beginning
The World Destruction Wheel gets you! ? "
The elders knelt down one after another, "Long Lord calm down!"
Ah Lu pondered for a while before saying: "Originally, I didn't want to intervene in this, but... time is running out."
Everyone was a little puzzled. They didn't know what this "time" meant, but they didn't dare to ask more.
"This time, the eight-door competition is about to be held. I promised last time that whoever wins, apart from entering Hongmeng, I will personally reward..." Than increase the reward".
"The first eight, you can enter Hongmeng, and the newcomers will be responsible for the next pioneering..." "You old faces, you have worked hard these years, let's rest..." The expressions of a group of elders changed.
The decision of the patron saint seems to punish them, but it actually matters a lot! Because giving up the right to pioneer is tantamount to cutting off their "financial way"! In the future, they are equal to being emptied, and the newcomers will take their place, and they will have more and more real power in the eight gates and lower reaches of the barren wilderness.
It is true that the spiritual world is based on strength.
But this group of people who can enter Hongmeng are not vegetarians. Moreover, Lord Long must not allow Hongmeng to kill each other... But no one has the guts to sing against Long Ye at this time.
"Listen clearly?"
Everyone nodded, "Clear!"
"Then let it go," Ah Lu waved his hand.
Everyone sighed secretly and left one after another.
Xiao Wangge glanced playfully at Feng Jiuxiao, Ji Liuhe and other nine heavenly palaces.
"It seems that your good days will not last long..." Feng Jiuxiao didn't change his face, "No matter how it changes, the dragon will be the dragon after all, and the chaffinch must not go together."
"Huh..." Xiao Wangge sneered disdainfully, turned into Fengyan, and left directly.
Feng Jiuxiao immediately let the others go first and stayed alone outside the yard.
"Long Lord, Jiu Xiao wants to ask you something!"
"Your son?"
"Yes!"
"I said... Whoever wins, I will fulfill that person's wish..." Alu said lightly: "You want to save your son, Lu, it has been given to you."