There is a lot of gravel at the entrance of the ruins underground palace, which is different from the surrounding desert. If you look closely, there seems to be a broken gate in that piece of gravel.

By walking through this gate, you can step into the underground palace.

And beside this gate is the inn of the Qinglong Society, where dozens of huge pergolas are bustling at this moment with many monks.

Some are calculating the harvest, while others buy spiritual tea and go straight to the ruins. After all, the rules here are still a little different from those in the sky. Although they only charge 10% of the income, they still need to spend ten contribution points to buy a cup of spiritual tea when entering.

Even so, overall, there is much more conscience than the sky, so the monks in the empty city are not rejected. More importantly, being able to have their own private place is a deterrent in itself.

The various rumors about the leader of the Qinglong Society have also made many people feel awe and unwilling to offend them.

At this moment, when dozens of pergolas were busy, Song Que came calmly from afar, with a cold expression and a full of evil spirits. This was the habit he had formed over the past year. Often when he was like this, many things would be easier to handle.

He did not plan to step into the awning, but was preparing to enter the ruins for investigation, but as soon as he approached and was about to bypass the pavilion, he was immediately stopped by a monk from the Qinglong Society.

"Fellow Taoist, please buy a cup of spiritual tea." The monk from the Qinglong Society was a young man. He smiled and clasped his fists and spoke politely. This matter was a rule set by Chen Manyao, so that all the people from the Qinglong Society should be more polite to the monks who come and go.

After all, their occupation of this place will cause others to be jealous. Even if it reduces the profits, you need to be polite. Of course, if you encounter someone who is not eye-opening, the Qinglong Association will let them know that not everyone can make trouble!

"What spiritual tea to buy?" Song Que was stunned and then unhappy, but when he thought of the power of the Sky Club, he endured it, raised his right hand and waved it, swaying the token of the Sky Club in front of the other side.

"Did you see it? I have a token!" As soon as he spoke, some people coming and going around heard it and looked at it, all of them looked strange.

The young men from the Qinglong Society smiled and didn't mind. After the Qinglong Society occupied the place, the monk who had just returned from outside and didn't know the situation met many monks. At this moment, he smiled and clasped his fists and explained gently.

"Sorry, fellow Taoist, this token belongs to the Sky Club, but this place does not belong to the Sky Club, but to our Qinglong Club, and the rules have also been changed." After the young man said the rules again tirelessly, Song Que's expression gradually changed, and he had a hint of confusion in his eyes.

This token was bought at a very high price. Its function was that the sky would exempt the 30% revenue from several times. But now, when he heard that the token was invalid, Song Que was stunned.

"How is this possible? The sky will be so huge. You... here..." Song Que breathed rapidly and was very anxious. If this token was invalid, then his losses would be too great, and it would even affect the promotion of the yellow-robed disciple this time.

"You can't do this. I have spent a huge price on this token!!" Song Que was anxious, and his evil aura spread out in his body. He had a big temper, and when he was so anxious, his words became fierce.

The monks around moved aside, and many of them showed the intention of watching the excitement. Some monks who were hiding in the crowd in the sky immediately started to make a fuss when they saw this.

"The Qinglong Association wants to give an explanation!"

"Yes, my token also cost a lot of money at the beginning. How can I say it is invalid?"

Seeing this, the youth from the Qinglong Society immediately became gloomy and he snorted coldly.

"Get out and make trouble again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Song Que has been through life and death this year, and his murderous intent comes out at a moment. At this moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the false pill cultivation suddenly dispersed, forming a storm swept across the surroundings, and his eyes showed a splendor and walked forward.

The expression of the young man from the Qinglong Association changed. The noise here suddenly became louder and he was about to break out, but at this moment, a surprising voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Song Que?" As the voice appeared, the figures of the Divine Suanzi and Xu Baocai walked over. After seeing Song Que, they were stunned.

Song Que was originally full of evil spirits, but after seeing the divine refugee and Xu Baocai, he was also stunned for a moment, especially when he saw the two of them blushing. The monks from the Qinglong Society around him, including the young man who had scolded him before, were actually very respectful to the divine refugee and the divine refugee, Song Que opened his eyes even wider.

"You..." Song Que felt something was wrong, but before he could react, Bai Xiaochun had tidy up his clothes in the room and heard the noise outside. He swept his spiritual sense. After seeing Song Que, Bai Xiaochun blinked, smiled on his face, and shook his body and walked out directly.

His appearance immediately made all the Qinglong Association monks in the teahouse look fanatic and bow down respectfully.

"Have you met the leader!"

The scene of the visits of hundreds of people was quite large, which immediately caused a sensation. When the monks here saw clearly that the person coming was Bai Xiaochun, they all took a breath, lowered their heads, and quickly clasped their fists.

"I've seen the leader of the Qinglong!"

Such voices came out one after another. Soon, everyone in the dozens of awnings, after this, Song Que looked at Bai Xiaochun who was walking towards him, and his mind roared in this moment, completely stunned.

"Que'er, you've finally found it!" Bai Xiaochun looked heartbroken, walked a few steps and shouted loudly.

"Que'er, why are you doing this so miserable? I thought I was miserable enough, but I didn't expect you to be even worse than me."

As soon as he said this, everyone around him took a deep breath and looked at Song Que together, and many of them showed envy. They had already understood that the relationship between the leader of the Qinglong Society and the monk named Queer must be extraordinary.

Looking at the name, it seems... this Quer is still the junior of the leader of the Qinglong Society.

Song Que's face was pale, and his mind was shocking. He felt as if he was stupid. He felt that the whole world had turned around. He looked at Bai Xiaochun in front of him, the jewelry aura in his body, and the countless jade pendants hanging all over his body. Just this outfit, he roughly calculated that it would be worth at least millions of contribution points.

Especially behind Bai Xiaochun, more than a dozen puppet maids followed him at this moment, and even each maid was holding a different spirit beast. These combined together, there were millions of contribution points.

And he worked hard all year, saving money and dying, and was still a little short of the yellow robe disciple. After this comparison, he was about to collapse.

"You...you...green dragon...leader?" Song Que's eyes were a little blurred. He felt that all this was too incredible and could not believe anything he said.

At the same time, Zhang Dapang and Chen Manyao also walked out. After seeing Song Que, they both looked at each other. They were looking at Song Que. Song Que's eyes were as difficult as they moved away from Bai Xiaochun. Seeing the wealthy and powerful looks of the other people, Song Que was in a bad mood.

"you……"

Xu Baocai coughed dryly from the side, looked at Song Que, and looked at him with sympathy and pitifulness.

"Song Que, this is ours. The Qinglong Society was established by Shaozu. This inn is ours. The land here is also private. Your token is indeed not easy to use, but you are Shaozu's nephew. We are all our own people. What tokens are not tokens? You throw them away... From now on, you can enter and exit here at will, are you Shaozu?" Xu Baocai sighed and looked at Bai Xiaochun.

Bai Xiaochun looked solemn, patted Song Que's shoulders who were stupid there, and looked like an elder, nodded in an old-fashioned manner.

"Queer, when I came, your sister-in-law entrusted you to me. As an elder, I will be responsible for you. Although you abandoned me ruthlessly, my uncle is still generous. Let's do this. It's too dangerous for you to go to the ruins. Isn't it that uncle can't watch you take risks. You still have a lot of contributions to come and talk to my uncle. Isn't it just my uncle's words?"

As soon as this words came out, countless breathing sounds and a large number of fanatical gazes came from all around. For the monks here, becoming yellow robe disciples was their lifelong dream. Now... I saw with my own eyes and heard with my own ears that there was such an opportunity when Bai Xiaochun gave it to Song Que. The envy of these people when they looked at Song Que was extremely obvious.

But Song Que was arrogant and arrogant. This sentence came into his ears. He buzzed his mind. He didn't say anything about his uncle or his slap. Just because there was no gap between the two, Song Que's heart fire attacked his brain, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fainted directly by the anger. (To be continued.)
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