I thought that the patron saint would be waiting for them in their dojo.
However, Xiao Wangge received a guide that led her to the most mysterious little courtyard in Hongmeng.
At this time, Feng Jiuxiao and several other 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 all his strength to lift the rough ax on the wooden pier.
Belphegor and Barr were wrapped in big coats and squatting on the threshold next to them, eating freshly roasted pumpkin seeds and watching Tai Cang's jokes.
The patron saint, Lord Long, and the pair of mysterious masters and servants were sipping fragrant tea and enjoying themselves.
"Brother, can you smell it? The soup in the stove next to Mr. Long is so fragrant!"
A long-bearded man with a chubby face, a big wine gourd hanging on his waist, and a bulging belly winked at Feng Jiuxiao.
Feng Jiuxiao glanced at the fat man with dissatisfaction and helplessness, "A worthless thing"
"Ji Liuhe, do you dare to worry about Master Long's food?"
A tall, thin but strong man in blue shirt smiled coldly.
"Hey, Zhou Hankong, your Northern Cold Temple doesn't even have hot soup. You chew popsicles every day. Of course you don't know how to eat!"
"We monks, eating is just a taste of things, that's fine. People like you who only eat and drink all day are afraid of being reincarnated as animals"
Ji Liuhe frowned, "Zhou Hankong, do you dare to scold your sixth grandfather? Brother, this turtle scolded me! Help me beat him!"
Feng Jiuxiao glared, "Shut up! Lord Long is watching you!!"
Ji Liuhe and Zhou Hankong were suddenly shocked and found that Lord Long was indeed looking at them. He seemed to be smiling, but it was even more terrifying.
Fortunately, Mr. Long seemed to be enjoying the fragrant tea in his hand and didn't take the commotion outside the hospital seriously.
"Ah Lu, how are you? How about this Nine-turn Snow Lotus Tea?" Ye Wuya was quite proud.
"Nine times? You've already reached ninety-nine and eighty-one times, right? That's enough. You've brought back a lot of good things."
Ah Lu was quite satisfied with the fragrant tea.
"It's not about having too many good things, it's about being good. If you don't have what you want, no matter how many good things you have, it won't help," Ye Wuya said with a smile.
"Isn't the joy of living just something you want but can't get?"
Ye Wuya touched Ah Lu with his teacup, "That's the reason."
At this time, Feng Jiuxiao saw Xiao Wangge arriving and interrupted.
"Master Long, everyone is here."
Ah Lu turned around and glanced at the Hongmeng leader present.
"I came to you because I have something I want you to do."
"Guardian God, please give me your orders!"
A group of elders shouted and saluted respectfully.
The dozen or so people present control almost 90% of Hongmeng¡¯s resources and power.
Anyone who goes to the eight gates will be cheered in front and supported by the crowd, just like a king making a pilgrimage.
Under normal circumstances, they call the wind and rain whatever they want and do whatever they want.
However, once the patron saint gives an order, none of them dare to treat themselves as a role, and they only dare to obey 100%!
"I've been sleeping for a while When I woke up this time, I was a little disappointed to see Hongmeng now."
As soon as Ah Lu finished saying this, a group of elders all looked extremely ugly.
disappointment? This is tantamount to scolding them for being incompetent!
"Please calm down, patron saint!"
Ah Lu said: "What is the purpose of pioneering Hongmeng? Do you still remember?"
A group of elders nodded, "Remember!"
"Then who of you can tell me?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock, and finally Feng Jiuxiao stood up.
"As early as ancient times, Hongmeng continued to expand outward in order to make up for the lack of resources."
¡°Later, I discovered that there were constant wars in the wilderness, and excessive consumption was unnecessary.¡±
"Hongmeng has gradually developed from the upper eight sects to the lower three thousand sects."
"Later, three thousand sects controlled countless families and tribes in the wilderness. Since then, there has been no fighting in the wilderness, and Hongmeng has grown stronger"
Ah Lu nodded, "Pioneering the wilderness will naturally lead to rebellion in the wilderness, especially among alien races. It is normal for it to be difficult to coexist."
"But just because it's difficult to coexist doesn't mean it's impossible to coexist"
"Just like when the Demon Emperor rushed to Jiuquan with great righteousness, the demon clan and the human clan merged in Hongmeng. This is an excellent example."
"But what does Hongmeng pioneering look like now?"
"Are you going to develop and govern? Or are you going to burn, kill, loot, and be bandits?"
A group of elders already know what the patron saint is talking about
"Lord Long, the most troublesome Emperor Sword before the wilderness is no longer there, only the Six Tribulations Azure Dragon is left, which is a bit difficult to deal with."
"Please give us some more time. Within a month, we will capture the wilderness!"
An elder who was born in Limen said in fear.
"How to take it down? Which of you is going to kill the Six Tribulations Azure Dragon?"
Ah Lu was smiling, but it made a group of elders even more uneasy.
"Kill, kill, killis this pioneering? This is destruction of the world!"
"You think you are the Taichu Demonic Dragon? The World-Destroying Wheel will get you!?"
All the elders knelt down one after another, "Lord Long, calm down!"
Ah Lu pondered for a while and then said: "Originally, I didn't want to get involved in this, but time is running out."
Everyone was a little confused. They didn¡¯t know what this ¡°time¡± meant, but they didn¡¯t dare to ask more.
"This time, the Eight Gate Competition is about to be held. I promised last time that whoever wins will, in addition to entering Hongmeng, I will personally reward him"
"But now, when Hongmeng is employing people, I decided to increase the rewards in the Eight Gate Competition."
"The top eight will be able to enter Hongmeng, and newcomers will be responsible for the next pioneering work"
"You old faces, you have worked hard these years, take a rest"
The expressions of a group of elders changed.
The decision of the patron saint may seem like a punishment to them, but in fact it has a huge bearing on it!
Because giving up the right to develop wasteland is tantamount to cutting off their "financial path"!
From now on, they will be ignored, and new people will take their place, and have more and more real power in the eight gates, downstream, and wilderness.
It is true that in the world of spiritual practice, one is judged by his or her strength.
But these people who can enter Hongmeng are not vegetarians, not to mention that Lord Long will definitely not allow Hongmeng to kill each other
¡°However, no one has the courage to go against Master Long at this time.
"Did you hear that clearly?"
Everyone nodded, "It's clear!"
"Let's get over it then," Ah Lu waved his hand.
Everyone sighed secretly and left one after another.
Xiao Wangge cast a joking glance at Feng Jiuxiao, Ji Liuhe and several others from the Nine Heavenly Palace.
"It seems that your good days will not last long"
Feng Jiuxiao's expression remained unchanged, "No matter how it changes, a dragon will always be a dragon, and sparrows cannot be compared."
"Humph" Xiao Wangge sneered disdainfully, turned into Fengyan, and left directly.
Feng Jiuxiao then let the others go first and stayed alone outside the yard.
¡°Master Long, Jiuxiao wants to ask you something!¡±
"Your son?"
"yes!"
"I saidwhoever wins, I will grant that person a wish"
Ah Lu said calmly: "If you want to save your son, the way has been given to you." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com