Ye Tianci originally thought that if the pressure was too great, he could choose to give in. There was no need to completely break up with these people.
However, Ye Cha asked him to just wait and see what happens.
Therefore, Ye Tianci chose to turn a deaf ear to the chaos in the temple.
Ye Cha is not helping Ye Tianci, but helping Ye Xiaochuan.
I have to say that in terms of courage, compared to his inner demon, Ye Xiaochuan still lacks some.
If Ye Xiaochuan were in the temple at this moment, and there was no seat available at the top, he would choose to be patient and sit at the bottom of Wan Duzi.
Even Ye Cha would agree with Ye Xiaochuan not to have a premature conflict with the higher-ups of the Holy Cult.
But the inner demon Ye Tianci is tougher in this regard.
He dragged a chair and sat next to Tuoba Yu, as if he wanted to sit on an equal footing with Tuobayu.
If he does this, it will be of huge benefit to Ye Xiaochuan's future development.
As long as Ye Tianci can sit on this chair today, and Ye Xiaochuan comes to the temple for meetings in the future, this will be his exclusive seat.
Invisibly, he has become equal to Tuoba Yu.
Now it's time to see if Ye Tianci and the senior leaders of Guixuan Sect can withstand the pressure today.
In fact, Ye Tianci was not under much pressure.
After he chose to wait and see what happened, he saw Tuoba Yu closing his eyes and meditating without saying a word, so he also began to close his eyes and meditate.
The main pressure is on the senior officials of Guixuan Sect he brought.
Dozens of people have to fight with nearly a thousand people, and one person has to face more than a dozen people. He is really at a disadvantage.
Ye Cha is waiting.
Wait for someone with weight to come forward.
Such as Xue Wuhen, such as Qi Changshu, such as Xia Baizhan, such as Guo Zifeng, Wen He, Wu Xueshuang...
Guo Bier and the two envoys on the left and right will definitely not interfere in this matter. Only if these big casual cultivators stand up and stand on the same front as the senior leaders of Guixuan Sect can they win the top position for Ye Xiaochuan.
throne.
However, these casual cultivators have been watching from the sidelines and have no intention of participating.
Time passed little by little, and the two sides had been arguing for almost half an hour over whether Ye Xiaochuan could sit in the top position.
At this moment, the sun outside has set. The disciples of Five Elements Banner have become accustomed to the chaotic scenes in the temple over the years, and they turn a blind eye to these red-faced and thick-necked bosses arguing.
A dozen disciples of the Five Elements Banner held torches high and lit each brazier in the temple.
It was just getting dark in the temple, but it was already the second watch near Cangyun Mountain in the Middle Earth.
Tianshui City is northwest of Cangyun Mountain.
Tianshui City and Xifeng City are about five hundred miles apart. Like Xifeng City, Tianshui City is also located on the south bank of the Yangtze River.
The surging Yangtze River rolls past two miles north of the city.
On the huge dock, there are countless hills of military supplies piled up.
Changlefang, the north city of Tianshui City, was in a state of depression, with almost no houses lit by candlelight visible.
The old storyteller took a compass and walked around the shop several times. Finally, at the second watch, he came to a dilapidated courtyard.
This courtyard is very large, and the previous owner must have been very wealthy, but it has long since declined, and now the walls are covered with dry plants.
It is already the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month and the weather is freezing.
The old storyteller said: "It's going to snow tonight, and it will probably snow for several days. Girl, let's stay here temporarily."
Yuan Xiaolou, who was holding the little donkey, stretched his head and glanced at the drooping plaque in the courtyard.
There are two big characters written crookedly on it.
"Yizhuang"
Yuan Xiaolou glanced at his mouth and said: "Grandpa, it's not like we don't have money to stay in a luxurious hotel, so why do we always choose Yizhuang to stay! I don't like it here, it's so gloomy and scary!"
The old storyteller rolled his eyes and said, "Nowadays, things are so expensive. The few taels of silver Grandpa has are not enough to live in a luxurious hotel."
How wonderful this place is, it used to be the Marquis Palace of Tianshui Marquis! It is much more comfortable than a luxurious hotel!"
Yuan Xiaolou believed in her grandfather's words. Naturally, her grandfather always sought rest in this Yizhuang, which was full of yin energy, because he wanted to practice the ghost arts!
She has long been used to it.
She looked at the huge mansion in front of her and said in surprise: "Since this is the Marquis' Mansion, why has it become a dilapidated yizhuang now?"
The old storyteller said: "Ten years ago during the Battle of Yingzui Cliff, Marquis Tianshui retreated and his Majesty the Emperor ransacked his home. His mansion was also raided.
Now that all the men are serving in the military, the whole of China is empty, with abandoned houses everywhere.
This place is close to the pier of Tianshui City, and the civilian husbands who often went to the pier and homeless people from Tianshui City died. Therefore, in the past few years, the imperial court used this place as a temporary storage place for coffins.
However, there were too many abandoned houses in the city. After the village was full, no one took care of it, and it gradually became abandoned.
It’s so cold, let’s go inside and talk about it!”
This fat old man seems to know everything. He even knows everything about a lowly person like Tian Shuihou.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a gloomy wind immediately rolled out from inside.
The little donkey snorted, and even the big panda and panda seemed a little uncomfortable.
Walking into the yard, under the dim night light, you can clearly see countless coffins stacked in the yard.
Some coffins are stacked on top of each other, with several levels built up.
The corpses placed in Yizhuang were all lower-class people, and most of these corpses were civilian laborers who had died of exhaustion on the docks over the years.
The imperial court only used a thin-skinned coffin, which was only one level higher than a straw mat.
After several years of exposure to wind and rain, many of these refined thin-skinned coffins have fallen apart.
There were broken pieces of wood and human bones everywhere among the weeds in the yard.
It is hard to imagine that in a city as big as Tianshui City, there is such a large abandoned village.
Yuan Xiaolou's cultivation level is ridiculously high, but his courage is also ridiculously small.
She didn't care about the dozen or so coffins, after all, she always stopped in Yizhuang recently.
But right now, there are at least hundreds of coffins in the yard. This house is so big, God knows how many coffins are stored there.
Looking at the thick bones at his feet, Yuan Xiaolou hid behind the old storyteller.
He grabbed the old storyteller's clothes with his hands and said, "Grandpa, it's so scary here! Let's go!"
The old storyteller squinted his eyes and looked around.
Then he said: "We are not afraid of living people, so why are we afraid of these dead people? The yin energy here is very strong, hundreds of times stronger than ordinary Yizhuang, which is of great benefit to your cultivation. We have been living here recently!"
After saying that, the old storyteller stepped on the rotten wood and bones on the ground, avoiding the coffins that were still in pieces, and walked towards the main hall of the house.
Yuan Xiaolou was helpless and had no choice but to follow.
However, at this moment, the donkey behind him suddenly let out a painful cry. Yuan Xiaolou looked back and saw that Xiao Hui, the little donkey he had ridden for thousands of miles, fell to the ground, his body twitching continuously, and his mouth was
