"Brother, do you want to move the entire giant monkey tribe to Quwu Mountain? In that case, will it slowly escape control due to the expansion of the demon cultivators in Quwu Mountain? What's more, the Yang family has already taken in Huniu and the others. He has been criticized by all forces in Yuzhou, and if there is such a group of monster monkeys..."
Although the veins of spiritual marrow beneath his feet were intoxicating, Yang Junxin couldn't help but be cautious when it came to the Yang family.
Yang Junshan smiled when he heard this and said: "Quwu Mountain is so big, how can Huniu and the others be able to defend it? In fact, people from both the Shaking Sky Sect and the Tianling Sect have frequently crossed the border to investigate. Huniu's men can't stop it at all, and our Yang family's current manpower is far from enough. "
Having said this, Yang Junshan couldn't help but smile and said: "The pace of expansion of our Yang family's sphere of influence far exceeds the growth of the Yang family's own power. Now our Yang family is a typical large land with a small number of people. Although it appears to be a high-level There are a lot of monks, but there are too few backbones from the martial arts realm to the Great Perfection realm. Even the towns and villages in the two counties cannot gather enough guards. Therefore, a quarter of the entire Quwu Mountains cannot be guarded. Huniu and the others are not allowed to assist in the occupation, and Huyao County currently appoints Master Zhou Yi to take charge, which is unique in the entire Yuzhou cultivation world. "
Yang Junxin nodded. She naturally understood the truth of what Yang Junshan said, but she still couldn't help but said: "I'm just afraid of the future..."
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "The future? Who can say what will happen in the future? How glorious the Shaking Sky Sect was back then. Who should we blame for the current situation? Should we blame their ancestors thousands of years ago for not taking precautions? Or should we compare ourselves with each other? Are the great supernatural beings who shook the Tianzong thousands of years ago even more powerful? Besides, we can’t let the younger generations of the family live in comfort and die in comfort!”
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"It seems that the giant monkey tribe is moving south to Quwu Mountain. Aren't you worried about something?" Bao Yu'er asked in a low voice behind Yang Junxiu.
Yang Junxiu said with a smile on her face, "What are you worried about?"
Bao Yu'er couldn't understand the meaning of the expression on Yang Junxiu's face, so he had to continue: "The giant monkey tribe has hundreds of tribes, and they are led by two true demons. What's more important is that the entire tribe is a giant monkey demon tribe, and its cohesion is It is much stronger than the group of demon cultivators under your command. Once the entire tribe settles in Quwu Mountain, it can even directly threaten your position. "
At this point, Bao Yuer's tone paused, and then he said tentatively: "I think Master Junshan did this intentionally to prevent one family of demon cultivators from becoming dominant in Quwu Mountain?"
Nowadays, the Yang family of Xiqu Wushan is in charge of Yang Junxiu. Yang Junxiu controls a force of demon cultivators. The "one family that dominates" Bao Yuer naturally refers to the force controlled by Yang Junxiu and her men.
Yang Junxiu glanced at her and said, "Yu'er, do you think my brother wants to disband my forces now, can he do it easily?"
Bao Yu'er looked stunned, but still said honestly: "It can be done, but I don't think he will do it!"
"Do you think the Yang family still relies on our demon cultivator force to control Xiqu Wushan?"
Yang Junxiu obviously understood what Bao Yuer was thinking, and she only heard her smile and say: "Yu'er, I think you have never understood one thing, that is, you have always held a stereotype of 'not my kind'. I felt that although my brother and I were similar to each other as brothers and sisters, in the end we were different from each other, so I concluded that there must be differences between us.
If you are thoughtful, estrangement may arise sooner or later. "
Bao Yuer's expression is clearly a "Isn't it like this?"
Yang Junxiu smiled and said: "You are wrong, maybe you don't understand, but I may not be a member of the Yang clan, or even a member of the Yang Tiangang clan, but my brother and I are definitely a family. In my brother's eyes, Xiqu Wushan is in his hands It’s no different than being in my hands, it’s just that in its current form, it’s more appropriate for me to take control for him temporarily.”
Bao Yu'er didn't understand the difference, but Yang Junxiu's tone and expression told her that the matter was over, otherwise it would not be of any benefit to her.
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In a valley in the north of the Liangyu Mountains, several monks from the Fengxue Sword Sect gathered here.
"Mo Yu, have you found any traces of those rebellious people in the Ice Palace?" an old man asked.
A monk in his thirties said respectfully: "Reporting to my uncle, I am ashamed that after entering the Liangyu Mountains, I lost all traces of the Ice Palace people, as if they disappeared out of thin air!"
Another Xuan Gang Realm monk asked: "Uncle Master, I have heard rumors in Liangzhou that Master Ye Hua of the Ice Palace is about to enter the Taoist Realm. Is it true or not?"
The old man's expression changed, and he snorted coldly: "It's not that simple for him to gather his soul and advance to the Taoist realm!"
The old man obviously hated this name, but his words confirmed that the message was true. However, listening to the old man's tone, it seemed that he was not emphasizing the difficulty of advancing to the Taoist realm itself, but rather seemed to be hinting at other aspects.
"Uncle Guanghan is back!" A disciple of the Fengxue Sword Sect brought back the news at the entrance of the valley.
Everyone in the valley suddenly stopped talking, several monks stood up one after another, and even the old man stretched his neck as if with a hint of expectation.
A ray of light fell from outside the valley, and a middle-aged monk in green clothes and short sleeves walked towards the valley.
"Uncle Guanghan!"
"I've met Uncle Master!"
"Senior brother, is everything going well?"
Along the way, several Fengxue Sword Sect monks came forward to pay homage, and seemed to have great respect for the Master Guanghan.
Master Guanghan seemed to be serious about his words. He just nodded expressionlessly to everyone's greetings. Finally, he walked up to the old man, bowed and said, "I've met Master Yinhua!"
Master Yinhua said very politely: "Thank you for your hard work, nephew Guanghan. Come, come, sit down and talk!"
After Master Guanghan thanked him and took his seat, Master Yinhua said: "Senior Nephew Guanghan, have you ever explored the scene in the dense forest?"