Things are big.

Yang Zhilong pondered for a while. As the head of a sect, he was not as short-sighted as others. The fact that his son took a few concubines was not a big deal, but if this matter was done, it would be big or small.

On the contrary, the person who could unknowingly steal Qian Kun's storage bag and control Xia Yu was the real trouble.

He waved his hand and removed the ban, walked out of the side hall, and saw that his disciples were still guarding the door, so he ordered: "Where is the city lord, please inform me and say I want to see him."

The city lord Ding Yi was sitting in his city lord's mansion at this time. From the day he sat on the city lord's position, he knew that this position was not so easy to sit.

Fortunately, Wangyue City was all local people at that time, and everyone was familiar with each other. As long as he was safe and steadily and did not meddle in other people's business, the position of the city lord was still safe.

Isn’t it just that the Zhang family’s power is getting bigger and bigger? It’s better to let him grow bigger. At worst, he can give up the position of the city lord.

The Zhang family fell, but he was not happy. He fell down the Zhang family. In Wangyue City, the location of the city lord was still in the decoration.

Later, when the monk from Xuanhuang Continent came, he understood his position even more. He was just a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage and was still thinking about the city lord and wanted to manage this monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage in Wangyue City. He was really tired of living.

He wanted to hand over the city lord's position early, but he didn't expect that the city lord would have to sit there. However, this time he was a real puppet.

Does he dare to refuse? Just puppets, just save your life.

But he just gave him a law enforcement team. Do he dare not? Enforce the law? Don’t go to the law one day if someone enforces the law.

Most of the time, he hurried in the city lord's mansion, and didn't care about anything. There was a captain in the law enforcement team, and there was a final say in the law enforcement team's captain.

Fortunately, nothing has happened, and I hope nothing will happen forever. He just wants to spend this life safely with his family and his children.

"Father, isn't he just a monk who violates the rules? What's there to worry about? There are law enforcement teams of their five sects. Just let them take care of themselves." Ding Yi's eldest son Ding Nan is not young anymore. He understood his father's situation. Seeing his father's uneasiness, he couldn't help but persuade him.

Ding Yi looked at his son and shook his head. He sighed and said, "Ding Nan. You are not young anymore. Your son is about to marry. Do you know why I didn't pass on the position of the city lord to you?"

Ding Nan nodded, how could he not know the location of the city lord? His father has always been reluctant to let himself bear this responsibility: "Father, our Ding family has always been self-protection, and his son understands his father."

"Oh," Ding Yi sighed: "It's hard to protect yourself now. I can be more confused by my age, but you can't. I forbidden our Ding family to join the sect, but I just don't want to get involved in the sect's right and wrong."

"Father, I understand your idea, but if Henger can build the foundation, our Ding family will have an immortal." Ding Nan finally couldn't help but mention joining the sect again: "Father, we will choose one of the five major sects as our backer, so you won't be as embarrassed as you are now?"

"Back to the Mountain?" Ding Yi snorted: "Is it so easy to choose a back to the Mountain? If your father didn't sit in the seat of this city lord, he would join him if he chose any sect. But now our Ding family is still sitting in the seat of this city lord. If the back to the City lord is not selected, do you think we will be so safe?"

Ding Nan also sighed. He understood what his father said, but not everyone in the Ding family understood.

Ding Yi stood up and patted his son on the shoulder. He knew what his son was thinking: "Heng'er is your son, isn't it my grandson? You feel sorry for him, why don't I feel sorry for him? Don't worry, isn't it just a foundation building? You don't have to join the sect."

Ding Yi suddenly laughed: "Don't worry, can you build the foundation only by joining the sect? Isn't it just a foundation-building pill? It will be available soon."

Ding Nan said in surprise: "Father, you..."

Ding Yi waved his hand: "I wasn't sure at first, but now, I suddenly figured it out. Time is almost done, and it's time to come."

Ding Nan smiled knowingly, and it turned out that his father had an idea with him.

At the door, a servant informed him: "The city lord, the head of Tainan Gate is asking for a visit."

Ding Yi smiled at his son. No matter what, he was still the city lord, and he always had face. He stood up and dressed in his clothes: "Tell Master Yang, I'll go to the conference hall now."

As he said that, he patted his son on the shoulder again: "You said, if I say that as a man, it is necessary to take a concubine, how should the head of Tainanmen thank me?"

The two of them smiled knowingly.

When Ding Yi arrived at the conference hall, Yang Zhilong sat steadily in the guest seat. When he saw Ding Yi coming in, he raised his eyelids: Do you want to wait here by yourself? Does Ding Yi really treat him as the city lord?

As soon as his eyes touched, Ding Yi shivered in his heart. He walked a few steps and bowed to Yang Zhilong: "I have seen the leader Yang, Ding Yi has been worried in the back house. He will not dare to come if he is summoned by the leader."

Yang Zhilong's expression was better when he heard this. Thinking that although Ding Yi was sitting in the city lord's position, he was just a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, he naturally did not dare to come to see him such a cultivator in the Dan-Cultivating Stage.

"God of City Lord Ding, please sit down." He said lightly.

"Thank you, Master." Ding Yi said, "How dare he be on the main position, and only sat down half of his body at the beginning.

"President Yang, I have always been uneasy when I learned that the law enforcement team had invited a noble son. Tell me, it is normal for a man to have a concubine. If a monk in Yuecheng does not have a concubine, he will be looked down upon." Ding Yi smiled and said as soon as he sat down.

After hearing this, Yang Zhilong felt better, but said, "Lord Ding, this is the rule of Wangyue City. Our Xuanhuang Continent does not have such rules."

"Oh, Master Yang is so sorry for this." Ding Yi shook his head and said, "The monks from Xuanhuang Continent live in our Wangyue City now. They follow the customs of the countryside. Why should we divide Wangyue City and Xuanhuang Continent? Besides, the other young master's concubines were purchased, and they were not stolen from them, and they were open and upright."

Ding Yi was tactful. Yang Zhilong nodded, and then he looked at Ding Yi: "Lord Ding, I heard that no one from your Ding family has joined the sect."

Yang Zhilong asked this knowingly, because no one from the Ding family joined the sect, he could sit in a safe place as the city lord.

"Yes, I just want to live a family of children and grandchildren. I feel satisfied when I see my children and grandchildren Chenghuan every day."

Yang Zhilong said slowly: "I heard that your eldest grandson is qualified for two spiritual roots. He is only sixteen years old and is already at the seventh level of Qi training."

Ding Yi was shocked. He didn't know what Yang Zhilong meant, so he rushed to answer: "Xiao Sun can get married and have children in another year. I still want to hold a great-grandson earlier."

Yang Zhilong smiled slightly. He understood that Ding Yi was worried that he would ask his grandson to join Tainan Gate. However, after hearing Ding Yi say this, he let go of his heart. Ding Yi could refuse such a good opportunity. Then, he naturally would not dare to send his grandson out.

As soon as he patted the storage bag, a jade bottle appeared in his hand: "This is a top-quality foundation-building pill." As soon as he stretched out his hand, the jade bottle fell straight towards Ding Yi. Ding Yi reached out to grab it, and the excited expression on his face flashed away.

He stood up and bowed to Yang Zhilong: "Yang Chunling was suddenly attacked because of his subordinates' betrayal. He had to defend himself. He did not intend to fight in Wangyue City, which violated the rules in Wangyue City, but after all, he accidentally injured people. As the city lord, he must enforce the law impartially, so he fined Yang Chunling for one thousand low-grade spirit stones."

As he said that, he looked at Yang Zhilong carefully: "Look..."

Yang Zhilong nodded. One thousand low-grade spirit stones were just right. There was always a symbolic punishment. Before he could speak, a crisp voice came from outside the hall: "Lord Ding, you, the Lord of the City, are so majestic."

Ding Yi's expression changed. He glanced at Yang Zhilong first. Seeing that he was still sitting there leisurely without moving, he was more at ease and hurriedly went out: "Ah, Master Lin has arrived. I have seen Master Lin."

The person who came was none other than Lin Miaoyin, the head of Tianyin Pavilion. She ignored Ding Yi and walked in slowly, staring at Yang Zhilong with a pair of wonderful eyes: "President Yang, you came early."

Yang Zhilong then stood up and smiled slightly and said, "President Lin, I am because my son is here. Why are you here?"

Lin Miaoyin said coldly: "I am also because of the noble son. I heard that the noble son had raised a concubine privately, so I went to the city lord's mansion to ask for advice. What punishment would be given to this private concubine privately and to supplement the woman's cultivation."

It is just an excuse to keep a concubine privately, and everyone knows the reasons in their hearts.

Yang Zhilong snorted when he heard this, Ding Yijing took a step back. Both leaders were cultivators in the Jindan stage. Crushing him to death was easier than crushing an ant - he could just find someone to be the city lord, and he didn't need to mix it in.

Ding Yixian retreated, but Lin Miaoyin did not intend to let him go. Her wonderful eyes immediately turned from Yang Zhilong's face to Ding Yi, but her face was cold: "Lord Ding, are you going to punish Yang Chunling like this?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was punished, and Ding Yi's sweat suddenly flowed out.

Punishment? How dare he punish him? Why did Lin Miaoyin say that, he also understands that, isn’t it just that many female disciples in Tianyin Pavilion are missing? Of course, he understands that if they disappear, they must have been picked up by disciples of other sects. You said that your Tianyin Pavilion is full of female disciples, why are you going to follow the male disciples of other sects? Don’t you know that you will be picked up and repaired? Isn’t it just that you, the head of the sect, have you fallen in love with the fat piece of the ancient Dan Sect? (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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