"Brother, I miss you so much. When you were in seclusion, I thought about your teachings day and night. Without your guidance, I couldn't eat or sleep. I just hope to see you soon."
Zhang Feixuan walked into the hall, bowed and smiled flatteringly: "Congratulations, Senior Brother, for coming out of retreat and advancing to another level."
"You, you have a lot of nice things to say."
Song Yin laughed: "But I didn't get promoted, I just came out in my spare time."
Zhang Feixuan complimented him again, "Given your talent, I believe it won't take too long. I am here to congratulate you in advance. Senior brother, it is a blessing that you have come out of retreat, and it is also a blessing that this fellow righteous person has taken the initiative to come here. This is a double blessing."
Song Yin shook his head and smiled, looking at Luo Gongye and the others, "Daoyou, why are you acting like you're fleeing? If people talk about it, they'll think I didn't entertain you well, neglected you, and made you hungry."
In Song Yin's eyes, these people were just hungry and very weak.
Zhang Feixuan's heart shrank, and he secretly cursed his subordinates for their incompetence.
Why don't you even let them eat
"Brother, I don't know either. Maybe it's the rules of their sect."
Zhang Feixuan pretended to sigh and said, "They don't take over the work of ordinary people, nor do they use magic, they just hold on. When I saw them, they were eating steamed buns. When it comes to seeing you, this Taoist fellow didn't even eat the steamed buns, just wanted to see you."
"It's my fault for neglecting my fellow Taoist."
Song Yin smiled at them apologetically, then frowned again: "Daoyou, why don't you speak?"
"ah!"
Luo Gongye was awakened from his dream by being called like this. He did not dare to look at Song Yin, but just stared at the floor, letting his body tremble.
"Well, Feixuan, take the person away."
Luo Gongye didn't even wait for Song Yin to finish his words. His eyes tightened and he shouted, "No, no, no! No need to bring it. I can do it, my king, I can do it!"
Take it away, what can be done if you take it away
Should I just chop off his head or put him in a frying pan
"I'm not a king. I'm just a person who practices the righteous path like you. Fellow Daoist, your behavior doesn't seem like that of a righteous person like me." Song Yin frowned.
"No, Brother, it's like this, they have their reasons, this sect is miserable!"
Zhang Feixuan reacted quickly and said, "Brother, I knew everything when you came. These Taoist friends are from the Blood Knife Hall, a sect in Ji State. Ji State was in a terrible state. It was invaded by the devil and triggered a devil disaster. Nine out of ten houses were emptied. Their sect was finished, leaving only these few people. They had suffered all kinds of insults from the devil, drank dirty water and ate wild grass, and crossed the sea to get here after a narrow escape of death. Only then could they see you, brother."
As he said this, he kicked Luo Gongye and said, "Right, Fellow Daoist Luo."
"Ah?" Luo Gongye was a little confused, then he realized that this seemed to be talking about himself.
Is he that miserable
The people of Ji have not all died yet. The invasion of the evil ways first targets the sects and then the mortals.
Besides, he didn't drink dirty water or eat wild grass, but went directly to Dayan, where he had good food and drink.
As for the humiliation
Luo Gongye's eyes became fierce. He had indeed been insulted!
When he thought about how he had been humiliated everywhere since coming to Daqian, Luo Gongye could not help but grit his teeth, his face turning ashen.
"Alas, the right path is so difficult." Seeing this, Song Yin closed his eyes and showed a look of pity.
"Brother, they have long heard that Nanping and Beigao were unified and that Daqian had come up with a new righteous path. They have been looking forward to it and are surrendering with courtesy!" Zhang Feixuan said excitedly.
"What do you mean by surrender or not? Fellow Daoist, please don't talk nonsense in front of me."
Song Yin waved his hand, stood up, walked towards Luo Gongye, and said in a gentle voice: "I already know your purpose. You can settle down here. As for establishing a sect, I can't help you, but I can give you permission. In the future, you can practice under the rule of Daqian, just like the Lishi Sect. As long as you do the right thing, Daqian will tolerate you."
His Jinxian Sect is not the only sect, nor does it claim to be the only one in the world. After all, the purpose of a sect is to save the world and save people, and this is definitely not enough with just the Jinxian Sect alone.
If there are people of the right path willing to come here, Song Yin is naturally willing to share the prosperity with them, but correspondingly, they must also share the obligations.
For example, the Li Shi Sect is doing well now, guarding homes, escorting and transporting goods, and even clearing out mountain bandits and eliminating evil ways. These are all within the scope of the Li Shi Sect. As long as there is a need, they are willing to do it.
Not only can it help one cultivate, but it can also stabilize the world's order and allow mortals to live in peace.
This is the right way, and I will collect as many Song seals as I can.
As for Luo Gongye, he wasn't listening at all.
As this man approached, he felt as if his whole body was melting. He felt that he had encountered great terror and was lucky not to die on the spot. How could he listen to what he said
As for the original idea of revenge on Zhang Feixuan, he had long forgotten it.
In front of this person, he couldn't think of anything and had no ideas at all.
Don't come near!
Don't come near!
Luo Gongye stared at the floor, the sweat on his face becoming heavier and heavier.
Plop.
At this moment, there was a sound of something falling to the ground behind him, and Luo Gongye's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Daoyou?"
Song Yin took two more steps forward, stretched out his hand and created a ball of yellow wind, which swirled around the people.
Luo Gongye, who had just fallen, opened his eyes again and saw a ball of light approaching. He couldn't help but screamed: "Ah!"
The light almost blinded his eyes.
After shouting, he fainted again.
As for his fellow junior brothers, they fainted without even having time to utter a sound.
"Brother, they must have been too excited. Plus, they haven't eaten anything yet, so they fainted. They just need to rest for a while."
Zhang Feixuan stepped forward, blocking Song Yin's figure, smiling awkwardly, and then waved his hand, saying, "Come on, let them go down and take good care of themselves."
Several imperial guards came in and carried the six people away.
"Brother, this is just a small person who came to seek refuge. The most powerful one is only at level three. Why do you need to care so much about him? I will handle it." Zhang Feixuan said.
"Brother, what you said is not right."
Song Yin shook his head and said, "No matter how big or small the righteous path is, as long as they have a heart for righteousness, they are precious to me. The size of a person is not determined by their realm. Our righteous path is weak, and it is not easy for them to resist. Those who can survive in the world and practice their ideals are great people."
"Just like me, a mortal."
Song Yin said: "With their support, our Golden Immortal Sect has prospered. With them, the world can prosper, so they are also big figures."
"And the little people"
Song Yin's face turned cold, "Those evil ways that eat people, evil spirits and demons are just small fry, small fry that need to be wiped out with thunderous means."
"Brother, you are right." Zhang Feixuan bowed.
He just said it casually to flatter, and once the senior brother started talking, he must be right.
It’s both right and wrong.