Although this person rarely talks, it does not mean he is stupid. On the contrary, he is very smart.

It was precisely because of his intelligence that Li Buong was unwilling to waste his energy on fighting for power and jealousy. He focused on cultivation so as not to waste his talent.

And he has his master "Zhenren Changfeng" as his backer. As his only disciple, even if he is indifferent to everything, his benefits and resources will not be less.

"good!"

Elder Yan couldn't help but nodded when he heard this, glanced at Li Butong appreciatively, and motioned for him to continue speaking.

"We took the Guiyuan boat and arrived at Tianyong Mountain in the early morning. The Huang family was caught off guard and it was worth facing in a hurry..."

Li BuTong and Yan Hongyu told the story intermittently, and almost a quarter of an hour passed.

What the two said is similar, but their perspectives are different, but the facts they describe are consistent.

Elder Yan listened to the two men's speech very patiently, nodded slightly and was clearly satisfied, and then said:

"You fellow apprentices have done a good job in not losing the reputation of our Yuanyang Sect."

"Rebellious people like the Huang family who have fornicated with other sects and betrayed Qingzhou's interests should be uprooted."

"As a warning, let other forces and monks in Qingzhou take a look."

"This is the consequence of betraying Yuanyang Sect and betraying Qingzhou!"

Elder Yan's voice spread throughout the hall, carrying an inexplicable majesty that made people feel awe.

The Yuanyang Sect was absolutely orthodox in Qingzhou, and it was justifiable for him to stand on the orthodox side and judge those who rebelled. With just one order, a family would be destroyed, and hundreds of thousands of lives would be wiped out.

Yuanyang has been based in Qingzhou for eight thousand years and has ruled for three thousand years. The orthodox ideas are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Where do the monthly salary of the inner and outer disciples, the annual salary of the foundation-building deacon, the interests of the Jindan elders, and the interests of the Yuanying ancestor come from?

It was plundered from Qingzhou that Yuanyang Sect controls more than 90% of Qingzhou's immortal cultivation resources. As long as there is any sign of something wrong, it will wipe out the rebellious ones with thunder.

I would rather kill someone wrong than let go!

The monks of the Yuanyang Sect enjoy far better treatment than the monks of other small sects and small families. In comparison, they will naturally have a sense of belonging to the sect and spontaneously safeguard the interests of the sect, at least without endangering their own lives.

After hearing what Elder Yan said, several people, including Liu Yu, nodded in agreement and did not feel anything was wrong.

Seeing the reactions of several people, Elder Yan gently stroked his beard with satisfaction, admonished a few more words, and then said:

"Okay, you can go down later."

Liu Yu felt slightly relieved after hearing this, knowing that Elder Yan had not seen through the concealment of the hidden spirit technique.

In his heart, he sighed at the wonders of the hidden spirit technique. He did not move slowly at all, and along with other disciples, he cupped his hands and said:

"Yes, disciple, resign!"

After a few people finished speaking, they turned around and walked out of the hall.

After leaving the city lord's mansion, the eight foundation-building monks waved goodbye to each other and walked in different directions.

"Junior Brother Liu, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

Liu Yu was leaving when he suddenly received a message from his spiritual consciousness and couldn't help but turn around to look.

Yan Hongyu was seen walking without stopping, but she also turned her head to signal slightly.

Liu Yu's thoughts were racing and she couldn't figure out what else this woman wanted to do with him.

But making good friends with the Yan family was a long-decided goal. As long as it didn't harm his own interests too much, he didn't mind spending more time with them.

Thinking like this, Liu Yu twisted her body to change direction, looked at Yan Hongyu's back and quickened her pace.

Viewed from the rear, although this woman was wearing a rather loose apricot-yellow robe, it could not hide her plump figure at all.

His figure has ups and downs, his skin is fair and his earlobes are crystal clear, and his long black hair is tied up with a jade hairpin.

She has a graceful temperament and dignified appearance, and the charm of a mature woman naturally comes out from the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

If a monk with a weak concentration stays with him for a long time, his mind may be disturbed.

While walking, some distracting thoughts arose in Liu Yu's mind for unknown reasons, but they were quickly suppressed by force.

He quickly chased after her and walked side by side, keeping a suitable distance. Then he turned slightly and asked:

"I wonder if Senior Sister Hongyu has sent word to Mr. Liu, what's the important matter?"

Yan Hongyu also turned to look at Liu Yu, showing a meaningful smile, then looked forward and said:

"There is indeed something to say about Junior Brother Liu, but this is not the place to talk. Senior Sister Rong will give it a try first."

"Junior brother has been here in Wangyue City for more than ten years, right?"

"I haven't taken the initiative to visit Senior Sister for such a long time, and I don't know where my cave is. How about I go to my mansion this time and have a cup of spiritual tea, and then let me explain it in detail?"

Yan Hongyu's voice was soft, her tone was relaxed and her demeanor was calm, but there seemed to be a hint of reproach in her words.

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