Chapter 3522: Can't ask

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 had already stood outside the fence.
No one dared to step into this simple courtyard.
In the yard, Tai Cang was using the strength of feeding to lift the rough axe on the wooden pier.
Belfinger and Baal were wrapped in big jackets, squatting on the side threshold, licking the freshly fried pumpkin seeds and watching Tai Cang's jokes.
The patron saint Long Ye, and the mysterious pair of masters and servants, savoured fragrant tea together, enjoying themselves.
"Big brother, have you smelled it? In the stove next to Lord Long, the soup... really 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 think about 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, and eat food as a good thing, but that's fine, like you who only know how to eat and drink all day long, I am afraid that the animal will be born..."
Ji Liuhe frowned, "Zhou Hankong, do you dare to scold your grandfather Liu? 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 aiming at them, with a smile, but it was even more terrifying.
Fortunately, Lord Long seemed to be keen on fragrant tea in his hands, and did not take the noise outside the courtyard seriously.
"A Lv, how is it? How about this nine grade snow lotus tea?" Ye Wuya was quite proud.
"Nine turns? Are you already ninety-nine-eighty-one turns? It's okay enough, bring back a lot of good things."
Ah 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.
"Isn't the joy of living just what you want but not what you want?"
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."
Alu turned her head and glanced at the Hongmeng in power present.
"I am looking for you because there is something to do."
"Patron saint please give orders!"
A group of elders shouted and saluted respectfully.
The dozens of people present have almost 90% of Hongmeng's resources and strength.
When any one goes to the eight gates, they are always shouting before and after embracing, like a king's patrol.
Under normal circumstances, they call the wind and call the rain and go wild.
However, once the patron saint gave orders, none of them dared to regard themselves as a role, and only dared to obey 100%!
"I have 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, a group of elders looked extremely ugly.
Disappointed? This is tantamount to scolding them for incompetence!
"Patron saint please calm down!"
A Lu said: "What is Hongmeng pioneering the wilderness, do you still remember?"
A group of elders nodded one after another, "Remember!"
"Then...who do you talk about?"
Everyone looked at each other, and finally Feng Jiuxiao stood up.
"As early as in ancient times, Hongmeng continued to expand outward in order to make up for the lack of resources."
"Later it was discovered that there were constant wars in the wild land, which was unnecessary consumption."
"Hongmeng has gradually developed from the upper eight schools to the downstream three thousand schools."
"Later with three thousand sects, he controlled countless wild clan tribes. Since then, the wild has no fight, and Hongmeng has grown stronger..."
Alu nodded, "Opening up the wilderness will naturally lead to resistance from the wild, especially between different races, it is difficult to coexist, and it is also normal."
"But being difficult to live together doesn't mean that you can't live together..."
"If 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 exploit and govern? Or to burn, kill, loot and become robbers?"
A group of elders already knew what the patron saint was talking about...
"Long Lord, the most difficult emperor sword before the barbarousness is no longer there, there is only a Six Tribulations Azure Dragon, which is a bit difficult."
"Please give us some more time. In less than a month, we will definitely take down the wildness!"
An elder who left the door said in fear.
"How to get it? Who of you will kill the Six Tribulations Azure Dragon?"
A green smiled, but it made a group of elders more upset.
"Kill, kill, kill... Is this pioneering? This is destroying 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, then said: "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, besides entering Hongmeng, I will personally reward..."
"But now, when Hongmeng is employing people, I decided to increase the rewards for the eight-door competition."
"The first eight, you can enter Hongmeng, and the newcomer will be responsible for the next pioneering..."
"You old faces, you have been working hard all these years, let's rest..."
The faces 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 wild.
It is true that the spiritual world is based on strength.
But this group of people who can enter Hongmeng are not vegetarians, besides, Lord Long must not allow Hongmeng to kill each other...
However, no one had the courage 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 jokingly glanced 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 is the dragon after all, and the chaffinch cannot be considered together".
"Huh..." Xiao Wangge sneered disdainfully, turned into Fengyan, and left directly.
Feng Jiuxiao immediately let the others go first, leaving alone outside the yard.
"Long Ye, Jiu Xiao wants to ask you something!"
"Your son?"
"Yes!"
"I said... Whoever wins, I will satisfy that person's wish..."
A Lu said lightly: "You want to save your son, Lu, it has been given to you."