Chapter 3522

I thought that the patron saint would be waiting for them in their dojo.

However, Xiao Wangge received a guide, which led her to the most mysterious small courtyard in Hongmeng.

At this time, Feng Jiuxiao and other 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 trying his best to lift the rough ax on the wooden pier.

Belphinger and Baal were wrapped in big jackets, squatting on the threshold next to them, eating freshly fried pumpkin seeds, and watching Tai Cang's jokes at the same time.

The patron saint, Long Ye, sipped fragrant tea together with the mysterious pair of master and servant, feeling at ease.

"Brother, have you smelled it? The soup in the stove next to Master Long... really smells good!"

A man with a chubby face, a big wine gourd hanging from his waist, and a long beard with a protruding belly winked at Feng Jiuxiao.

Feng Jiuxiao looked at the fat man dissatisfied and helpless, "A worthless thing..."

"Ji Liuhe, do you dare to think about Master Long's food?"

A tall and thin man in a blue shirt with a strong physique smiled coldly.

"Hey, Zhou Hankong, you Beihan Temple doesn't even have hot soup, you chew popsicles every day, of course you don't understand food!"

"For monks, eating is considered a good thing, but that's fine. For someone like you who only knows how to eat and drink all day long, I'm afraid it's a reincarnation of an animal..."

Ji Liuhe frowned, "Zhou Hankong, how dare you scold your sixth grandfather? Brother, this turtle scolded me! Beat him for me!"

Feng Jiuxiao stared, "Shut up! Master Long is watching you!!"

Only then did Ji Liuhe and Zhou Hankong get excited, and found that Master Long was indeed looking at them, with a smile that was not a smile, but it was even more terrifying.

Fortunately, Master Long seemed to be keen on the fragrant tea in his hand, and didn't take the noise outside the courtyard seriously.

"Ah Lu, how's it going? How about this Jiuzhuan Snow Lotus Tea?" Ye Wuya was quite proud.

"Nine turns? You've already turned ninety-nine and eighty-one, right? That's enough, I brought back a lot of good things."

Ah Lu drank the fragrant tea, quite satisfied.

"It's not a lot of good things, it's fine. 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 what you want but can't get?"

Ye Wuya touched Ah Lu with a teacup, "That's the reason."

At this time, Feng Jiuxiao interrupted when he saw Xiao Wangge arrived.

"Master Long, everyone is here."

Ah Lu turned her head and glanced at the Primordial Master who was present.

"I came to you because there is something I want you to do."

"Guardian, please order!"

A group of elders shouted and saluted respectfully.

The dozen or so people present have almost mastered 90% of Hongmeng's resources and power.

Anyone who goes to the eight gates will be hugged by the front and back, just like a king on a tour.

Under normal circumstances, they call the wind and rain and run amok.

However, once the patron saint gives orders, none of them dare to take themselves as a role, and only dare to obey 100%!

"I've been sleeping for a while... This time when I woke up, I was a little disappointed to see Hongmeng now."

As soon as Ah Lu finished speaking, a group of elders all looked extremely ugly.

disappointment? This is tantamount to calling them incompetent!

"Patron Saint, please calm down!"

A Lu said: "What is the purpose of Hongmeng pioneering, do you remember?"

A group of elders nodded, "Remember!"

"Then...who are you talking about?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally Feng Jiuxiao stood up.

"As early as ancient times, Hongmeng continued to expand outwards in order to make up for the lack of resources."

"Later, it was discovered that the barren land was constantly fighting, and there was too much unnecessary consumption."

"It was only then that Hongmeng gradually developed from the upper eight sects to the lower three thousand sects."

"Afterwards, with the three thousand sects, they controlled countless tribes of the Manhuang family. Since then, the Manhuang has never fought again, and Hongmeng has grown stronger day by day..."

Ah Lu nodded, "Pioneering the wilderness will naturally lead to resistance from the wilderness, especially between different races, it is normal that it is difficult to coexist."

"However, just because it's difficult to live together doesn't mean it's impossible to live together..."

"Just like the demon emperor's awe-inspiring righteousness, he went to Jiuquan, and the merger of the demon and human races in Hongmeng is an excellent example."

"But now, Hongmeng Pioneering, what does it look like?"

"Are you going to develop and govern? Or are you going to burn, kill, loot, and become robbers?"

A group of elders already knew what the patron saint was talking about...

"Master Long, the most difficult emperor's sword before the wilderness is gone, and there is only a six-kalpa green dragon left, which is a bit difficult to deal with."

"Please give us some more time, within a month, we will definitely take down that barren land!"

An elder who was born away from the family said in panic.

"How do you take it? Which of you is going to kill the six-kalpa blue dragon?"

Ah Lu smiled, but it made a group of elders even more uneasy.

"Kill, kill, kill...Is this pioneering? This is destroying the world!"

"Do you think you are the magic dragon of the beginning? Shishilun got you!?"

All the elders knelt down one after another, "Master Long, calm down!"

Ah Lu pondered for a while, and then said: "Originally, I didn't want to interfere with these things, but...time is running out."

Everyone was a little confused. They didn't know what this "time" referred to, but they didn't dare to ask more.

"This time, the Eight Gates Grand Competition is about to be held. I promised last time that whoever wins will be rewarded personally besides entering Hongmeng..."

"But now, when Hongmeng is employing people, I decided to increase the rewards in the Eight Gates Competition."

"The top eight will be able to enter Hongmeng, and the newcomers will be responsible for the next pioneering work..."

"You old faces, you have worked hard these years, take a rest..."

The faces of a group of elders changed.

The decision of the patron saint seems to punish them, but it actually has a lot to do with it!

Because, giving up the right to pioneer is tantamount to cutting off their "financial resources"!

In the future, they will be emptied, and newcomers will take their place, and they will have more and more real power in the eight gates and downstream, and in the wilderness.

It is true that in the practice world, one is judged by strength.

But this group of people who can enter Hongmeng are not vegetarians, besides, Master Long will definitely not allow Hongmeng to kill each other...

However, no one has the courage to sing against Master Long at this time.

"Have you heard clearly?"

Everyone nodded, "Understood!"

"Let's go then," Ah Lu waved her hand.

Everyone sighed secretly and left one after another.

Xiao Wangge glanced jokingly at Feng Jiuxiao, Ji Liuhe and other members of the Nine Heavens Palace.

"It seems that your good days are not long..."

Feng Jiuxiao didn't change his face, "No matter how it changes, a dragon will always be a dragon, and a bird can't be compared."

"Hmph..." Xiao Wangge sneered disdainfully, turned into Fengyan, and left directly.

Feng Jiuxiao immediately let the others go first, and stayed outside the yard alone.

"Master Long, Jiuxiao has something to ask!"

"Your son?"

"yes!"

"I said... whoever wins, I will grant that person one wish..."

Ah Lu said lightly: "You want to save your son, the way has already been given to you."