Ran Qingmo's eyes flashed and he nodded:

"Said."

"What did he say?"

"Master said that on the one hand, the officials of the imperial court were corrupt, and on the other hand, the imperial court only allowed our sect disciples to move within the initially defined boundaries, and the imperial court itself was unable to control these places. Even if the people were allowed to be harmed by monsters, the imperial court would

We are not allowed to go to help."

"."

When Xu Yuan heard this, he was a little dumbfounded.

What Master Ran Qingmo said is true, but it is also false.

The imperial court did not allow sects to stay in certain places, but it did not prohibit them from going out to slay demons.

As for official corruption, it does exist, but it is not the main reason.

Ran Qingmo saw the look in Xu Yuan's eyes, hesitated slightly, and asked in a low voice:

"Did I make a mistake?"

Xu Yuan looked at the mud mixed with blood and ice water on the ground of the refugee camp and sighed:

"It's wrong, and it's right."

"Huh?" Ran Qing's eyes were filled with confusion.

Xu Yuan looked at her, silent for a few breaths, and whispered:

"Ran Qingmo, what do you think the sect is?"

"It's home." Ran Qingmo replied matter-of-factly.

"No, I mean for the Great Yan Dynasty."

"Help to govern the world together."

"."

When Xu Yuan heard this, he suddenly wanted to laugh, sincerely.

Because what Ran Qingmo answered was the official version written in the Great Yan History Chronicles compiled by the imperial court.

"Why are you laughing?" Da Bingtuozi seemed a little dissatisfied.

Xu Yuan coughed lightly and shook his head:

"Maybe it was true at first, but it's not true now."

"Why?" Ran Qingmo asked.

The wind blew her curtain, and the fair skin underneath was faintly visible.

Xu Yuan said softly as he walked:

"Because the imperial court is almost unable to suppress the sect.

"In other words, the imperial court and the sect are basically on opposite sides. For the imperial court, the sect is no longer a help, but a parasite."

"."

Under the curtain, Ran Qingmo pursed her red lips.

Xu Yuan pointed to the shanty town:

"Ran Qingmo, your master is right. The imperial court does not allow sects to go out, but your master should mean that sects are not allowed to go out to set up dojos."

"Why?" Ran Qingmo.

"What why?" Xu Yuan asked.

"Why does the imperial court not allow sects to set up separation points?"

Ran Qingmo asked seriously: "Master said that if the disciples of the sect set out to eliminate monsters from Tianyuan Mountain, it would be too far and the journey would be time-consuming. A dojo must be set up elsewhere to quickly eliminate those monsters that cause trouble.

If a dojo is set up, our sect disciples can stay there permanently, and if anything happens, people can come to us directly."

Xu Yuan looked at Ran Qingmo and rubbed his eyebrows, saying with helplessness:

"It's indeed easy, but you can't set a precedent. Now that the sect is exempt from paying taxes, it's a precedent. It will be difficult for the court to take back the area where your sect established the dojo. Ten years. Ten years is less. It is estimated that a hundred years later

, maybe this great Yan world will be cannibalized by the sect and become a sect world.

"So,

"The imperial court would rather leave them alone than let your sect take over."

"."

When Ran Qingmo heard this, his beautiful eyes seemed to understand:

"Is there no solution?"

Xu Yuan smiled when he heard this and said in a leisurely tone:

"Actually, it's easy to solve these homeless problems.

"As long as either the sect and the court give in, the sect is willing to pay taxes, or the court is willing to let you set up a dojo, no matter which of these two roads you take, you can make these homeless people live and work in peace and contentment. After all, the current Great Yan

Our national strength is really quite strong.”

But when it comes to this,

Xu Yuan shook his head, the smile on his lips was strange and sarcastic:

"But this is impossible. It is impossible for the emperor to delegate power, and it is impossible for the sect to give in. This is why my father chose to destroy your Tianyuan Sword Sect."

"."

After the words fell, in the silence, Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes were a little dim:

"There seems to be no room for turning around."

She realized the communication gap between the sect and the imperial court.

Xu Yuan raised his hand and patted her arm.

Ran Qingmo raised his eyes and looked at him through the curtain.

He smiled at her:

"Don't worry, I will try my best to create a leeway for you."

She bit her lip and nodded slightly:

"Yeah"

The two of them didn't speak anymore and walked forward in silence.

The refugee camps on both sides continued to spread until a city was seen in the distance, and the wooden buildings on both sides of the official road gradually became sparse.

Shengshan County.

It's the frontier city where the fourth sister set up the psychedelic array.

We are closer along the official road,

It can be seen that the city wall of Shengshan County looks a bit dilapidated. The wall of more than ten meters is full of pits and pits, and the formations on the wall that are sensed by the soul are flickering.

The woman named Zhou He whom he met on the road did not lie to him.

If Xu Xinrou leaves Shengshan County alone, it is estimated that it will be in ruins in a few years.

Because it is close to the Wanxing Mountains, many knights, mercenaries, and warriors who hunt monsters and beasts use this county as their foothold. And it is precisely because of these monster hunters that many caravans come here to purchase the corpses of monsters.

various materials.

But later on, the number of caravans decreased a lot, because there were always waves of monsters attacking the city.

Now, perhaps because of the security provided by the psychedelic array, the caravans have returned, and Shengshan County has gradually resumed its prosperity as a trade frontier trade town.

Very popular.

Unlike other counties in Dayan that Xu Yuan has visited, the folk customs in Shengshan County, a frontier city, are obviously much tougher.

Eight out of ten people walking on the road have something on them.

There are martial arts disciples, cultivators, and some sect disciples who come here to practice.

Pedestrians come and go in the city, and there is a mixture of fish and dragons.

Ran Qingmo's attire is not eye-catching, but Xu Yuan's splendid robes look a bit eye-catching.

Because many female sect disciples in this city have chosen to cover their faces to avoid unnecessary trouble, but Mr. Young Master rarely has people come to visit this frontier area, and most of them are dressed in smart clothes.

Walking among the bustling crowd, Ran Qingmo looked around:

"Xu Yuan, what are we doing now?"

Xu Yuan replied matter-of-factly:

"Purchase some things."
To be continued...