When Wang Le and Qingyangzi followed the restaurant clerk to the second floor of Tianshang Renjian, the several tables that were already noisy suddenly became quiet, and all the diners here looked at the two of them at the same time.

Especially Wang Leshou, wearing jeans and black shirt, has more inquiry.

However, after a few seconds of strange quietness, the guests closed their sight again, continued to drink and eat and set up the dragon gate formation, and did not pay attention to Wang Le and Qingyangzi.

At this time, the restaurant clerk led the old and the young to the window facing the street as instructed.

Qingyangzi, who sat at the table, told the restaurant clerk: "A few special dishes from heaven and earth, plus a pot of white jade fruit wine."

Then Qingyangzi looked at Wang Le and signaled to the other party what requests he had.

Wang Le said disrespectfully: "If you have more portions of the meal, you will be able to do it."

Qingyangzi nodded with a smile, then said to the restaurant clerk: "Then let's do it first. If there are not enough food later, we will order it."

The restaurant clerk nodded respectfully and said, not daring to say more, turned around and left to prepare for meals with a wink.

Then another young restaurant clerk came forward with a long-mouthed iron teapot, respectfully poured the teacup on the table for Wang Le and Qingyangzi, and then put it in front of the two of them before retreating.

After the guy left, Wang Le moved the teacup aside and asked Qingyangzi opposite without taking a sip: "Senior, what is the origin of Mr. Six Fingers? It's hard for the boy to understand!"

Qingyangzi's face changed slightly, and then his lips moved slightly, and a clear voice from the Taoist sounded in Wang Le's ears.

"The six-fingered gentleman is well-known in Bai Yujing. If I was wrong, he would be the one who is currently on the rotation of Bai Yujing."

Hearing Qingyangzi's voice transmission, Wang Le couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked curiously: "The person who is on the rotation, what position is this?"

At this time, Qing Yangzi's lips moved slightly and continued to send a voice transmission: "This Bai Yujing does not belong to a certain person or even a certain sect, but is controlled by the Martial Arts Alliance. Then, the Alliance Presbyterian Church will regularly recommend those with high cultivation and high prestige to take charge of Bai Yujing and preside over all matters in the city."

"The 2nstyle_txt; person in charge of Bai Yujing's big and small affairs is changed regularly every five years, so this position is called the rotating person."

"Uh! Alliance Presbyterian Church?" Wang Le touched his nose. Regarding the huge amount of information in Qing Yangzi's words, he finally got a glimpse of the composition rules about the controllers of the martial arts world alliance.

As for the person on the round, Wang Le couldn't help but think of the position of rotating chairman of the secular Europa League.

At this time, Qing Yangzi's lips continued to tremble, and he further said: "The so-called Martial Arts Alliance Presbyterian Church has twenty-one elders, and behind each elder is a large and medium-sized sect, among which nine permanent elder positions are set up, each of which is occupied by the heads of the nine top sects in the martial arts world."

"Since the establishment of the Martial Arts Alliance, except for the top sects that occupy the nine permanent elder positions, the other medium-sized forces in the twelve ordinary elder positions have been changed and reshuffled from time to time, and replaced by newly emerging medium-sized sect forces."

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi didn't continue talking, picked up the teacup in front of him and tasted the still hot tea.

At this time, Wang Le picked up the teacup he had just pushed and drank it. The best tea with a hint of sweetness in his bitterness did not make him amazed, and Qing Yangzi's words were still circling in his mind.

When Wang Le put down the teacup in his hand, he couldn't help but think in his heart: "The Alliance Elders who control the martial arts world feel that it is not much different from the central government in the secular world. The only difference is that the nine permanent elders have never changed, while the secular world has changed every ten years."

After thinking about it, Wang Le couldn't help but touch his nose and asked Qingyangzi softly with a point of view: "Senior, although the objects in those nine positions have not changed, will it become possible in the future?"

Qing Yangzi, who was drinking tea, then looked up at Wang Le, and did not transmit any more. Instead, he replied directly: "Those who can sit in that position rely on strong strength and deep foundation, there is no possibility of taking advantage of tricks. Even those who have ambitions to challenge will all be destroyed by themselves."

After a pause, Qingyangzi said meaningfully: "Every time there is such a challenge, there will be a space for you to be free."

A look of suddenness appeared in Wang Le's eyes, and he thought to himself: "That is, the change of positions of the twelve elders is sometimes the medium-sized sects that are ambitious to occupy the position of permanent elders are eventually destroyed by top sects, and then new sect forces are replaced."

When Qingyangzi saw Wang Le's expression, he knew that this kid should have figured out the nature of the change of members of the Alliance Presbyterian Church, so he didn't say more. After all, there are many people in this restaurant, and it is more inconvenient to mention the deeper secrets.

The restaurant served the dishes quickly. When the old and young man, who were sitting quietly at the table, were silent for a while, the two friends brought the wine and food that Qingyangzi ordered to the table one by one.

Without waiting for Qing Yangzi to greet him, Wang Le smiled and said first: "You always drink first, but you won't accompany you. In the afternoon, there was a fierce battle outside the city. His physical strength was exhausted. Now his stomach is hungry."

After saying that, Wang Le didn't need a bowl, so he brought the small wooden barrel full of rice to him and brought it to him. Then he buried his head in the rice and ate it all in one bite, and he didn't care about the delicious food.

Qingyangzi, who was sitting opposite, saw Wang Le like a starving ghost, and he didn't care at all, because he had been completely numb after spending time together for a while.

However, when the diners sitting at the other tables next to him were speechless, they couldn't help but feel contempt when they saw Wang Le's appearance, and their disgust and disdain were visible in their eyes.

"How well is this young man so kind? He is so handsome in public and has no education at all."

"Hehe, this guy may be the miner of the Yuanshi Mining Vein. Now he has finally come out of the dark place. Of course, he has to have a good meal, so we have to understand it."

"Hey, looking at this kid's appearance and a bull-nosed old man beside him, wouldn't it be the throne that defeated the four brothers Zhou Hui, who were on the Xuanlist outside the city in the afternoon?!"

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Just as Wang Lefeng swept the clouds across the wine table, the restaurant staff kept serving food at the instructions of Qingyangzi, who was drinking leisurely. Seeing this, the diners on the second floor couldn't help but whisper.
Chapter completed!