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Chapter 82: Flames of Ambition

Although Luo Ning knew what he was doing, he was still a little surprised to see a perfect seventh-grade monk bowing to him and recognizing him as his master.

If I obtain the Yin Pearl, can I really gain the allegiance of Wei Zhongxuan's relics?

After his cultivation level was promoted to the seventh level, he suddenly had a golden soul of his own, his luck doubled, and his stage space doubled... If he wanted to gain the allegiance of her deceased subordinates again, then his gains this time would be too great.

You Yan took the initiative to explain: "My lord has a legacy. He said that if she can't wait for the person she wants to wait for, then she will give up everything."

"If you can wait for the person you are waiting for, then you will be the young master who will inherit her mantle. Let us be loyal to the young master just like we are loyal to herself."

"She said that if you want to do big things, you can't break up the team. The new backbone is the young master."

"Young Master is a seventh-grade monk at such a young age. He is decisive in killing, has clear grievances, and his career is limitless. He is completely worthy of our loyalty."

When she said this, she knelt down beside Wei Zhongyi's body and said with tears: "My lord, Youyan swears that as long as the young master does not give up, I will respect the young master and never disobey him."

"My lord, I'm too tired, so just go with peace of mind."

Luo Ning was in a daze. It had only been half a day since he met Wei Zhongxuan, but he had become a seventh-grade monk. What kind of young master had he become?

"Young Master." You Yan looked at Luo Ning with tears in her eyes, "My Lord's body will be left to the Young Master for safekeeping. She once said that the Young Master has a way to keep her body."

Luo Ning nodded, "Okay, of course."

He got Wei Zhongxuan's ring, which was the most top-notch space magic weapon. It was worth an incredible amount. It was three feet in size and could fit her body.

It is understandable that Wei Zhongyi wants to preserve his physical body.

There is a ray of silent remnant soul in the Dao Soul Stone she left behind. If one day he reaches the highest level of cultivation and is willing to help her, there is a possibility of resurrecting her.

Presumably this is one of the reasons why she is willing to fulfill herself.

By perfecting herself and becoming a peerless strongman, there will still be some hope for her to be resurrected in the future.

How could it be that easy for a man who once had great power to become the magistrate of Sunflower Palace, with such far-sighted vision, deep planning, and good understanding of people?

But Luo Ning is sure that Wei Zhongyi's attempt to help him is not a conspiracy, but a way to maximize interests.

Luo Ning put Wei Zhongyi's body into her ring, then took out the jade slip from the ring and turned to the roster.

Before Wei Zhongyi's death, she confessed that the jade slips were something she had personally recorded, and the roster in them was of the old troops who were absolutely loyal to her and willing to follow her orders.

Luo Ning took a look and saw that there were not many names recorded on the roster, only forty people. The lowest cultivation level was a seventh-grade monk, and the highest cultivation level was a third-grade monk.

The number of people is so small, which is actually understandable.

She has been the magistrate of the Sunflower House for fifty years. Although the Sunflower House has tens of thousands of monks, the problem is... the Sunflower House is, after all, the emperor's hawk, not her private party.

The Sunflower Mansion was originally a minion of the emperor and the mortal enemy of the Confucian and Taoist groups. No matter how powerful Wei Zhongxuan was, he could not turn the huge Sunflower Mansion into his own independent kingdom.

After all, this Great Xia Dynasty belongs to the Ming family and the Confucian and Taoist group. Whoever the emperor and the old princes want to die must die.

The emperor issued an imperial edict, and the Confucian and Taoist groups counterattacked and plotted against him. Wei Zhongxuan was reduced to a traitor and a traitor at the age of 9,000, and everyone shouted for beatings.

The monks in Sunflower House eat royal food and work as officials in the imperial court.

When Wei Zhongxuan's foundation collapsed and he was at the end of his rope, he still had forty subordinates who were absolutely loyal and completely trusted, which was already very impressive.

Being in a different place, Luo Ning felt that there might not be forty loyalists left.

You Yan's name is prominently displayed on the side, with the following note:

"You Yan, thirty years old, a seventh-grade shaman cultivator, the high priest of the ancient deer tribe of the Qiang people in the Western Fan. She was my maid when she was young. She taught her like a mother and daughter for seven years..."

Most of the forty die-hard old members are fifth- and sixth-grade masters. Among them, there are the most fifth-grade masters, with sixteen. There are also twelve sixth-grade masters.

Then there are the fourth-grade masters, eight in total.

There are only three minor monks of the seventh grade, including You Yan.

There is only one top third-grade monk.

Although there are not many people, in fact... the lineup is very strong!

You know, even the county governor is a fifth-grade Confucian cultivator, and the governor is a high-ranking official in the border area, and he is only a third-grade scholar!

However, these forty old loyalists are very scattered.

Some are still serving in the Kuihua Mansion, some are serving in the military, some are hiding in the Lingguan system, some are hiding in the Confucian and Taoist systems, some are hiding in the Xiuyi Mansion, and some are hiding in the Zhensi Sect...

There are also secret spies lurking in the Jin Kingdom, Tubo, Nanzhao and other countries, and some of them have high official positions.

Eighty percent of the Forty Old Tribe are human beings, and the rest are ghost cultivators and demon cultivators.

These are absolutely trustworthy, and they communicate with Wei Zhongxuan through soul cards.

The Soul Thought Card is extremely precious, and most great monks don't have it.

But Wei Zhongxuan used his powerful magical power and powerful position to spend huge resources and refine the forty-sided soul cards regardless of the cost. The scale of his work is staggering.

It can be seen that she has already prepared a retreat.

Wei Zhongxuan had previously solemnly issued his will to the Forty Old Tribunals scattered all over the world through the Soul Thought Card.

Now her soul memory card is in the jade slip. As long as Luo Ning modifies the soul memory mark, he can inherit her soul memory card and communicate with the old department.

Luoning found out from the roster that there are only four people in the old department of Xifan County.

In addition to You Yan, there are two sixth-grade masters and one fifth-grade master. These people can be summoned immediately.

Luo Ning did not immediately read the other contents recorded on the jade slip. He put away the jade slip and said to You Yan:

"Fellow Daoist Youyan, when my senior was dying, why were you the only one staying by her side? Where were the other three?"

His doubt was actually why only You Yan, the seventh-level monk with the lowest cultivation level, stayed with Wei Zhongxuan in the end.

You Yan explained: "Young master, that's a good question. Although I am not the only one in Xifan County, I am the most suitable person to follow the master."

"Young Master, you should know that the sixth-grade master is already very eye-catching. And there must be imperial spies in Xifan County searching for the whereabouts of the lord. How could Chongzhen and those old husbands let the lord go?"

"In order not to attract the attention of the spies, the lord asked me to follow him alone."

Luo Ning thought about it. If Wei Zhongxuan brought a few masters, he might not be able to escape the eyes of the imperial spies.

You Yan continued: "Please, young master, please don't call me fellow Taoist. Although the young master is only a seventh-grade monk, his status has been determined and there are differences between the top and the bottom. Young master, just call me You Yan."

Luo Ning did not pretend to be pretentious, "Okay! You Yan, the old troops left behind by our predecessors, many are fourth- and fifth-grade masters, and there is even a third-grade great monk. Are they really willing to be loyal to me?"

You Yan smiled and said: "Don't worry, young master. My master has always been good at recognizing people. These people are absolutely worthy of trust and have a deep relationship with my master. Even if some people are dissatisfied, they will definitely obey the orders of the young master."

Luo Ning understood. If you don't obey, then don't obey. If you obey the order, then obey the order. Even if you don't obey, you can only keep it in your heart.

This is consistent with common sense.

When a new emperor succeeds to the throne, even if the old ministers are dissatisfied, they cannot disobey the imperial edict.

You Yan continued: "Young Master, although our Gulu tribe has declined and withered, there are still hundreds of thousands of tribesmen, and there will be no problem in deploying thousands of armored soldiers."

"There are many ethnic groups living in Xifan County, the border between the three countries, and there is Qianlima Ranch. Many people are dissatisfied with the Tubo Kingdom, so it can definitely be used as a foundation."

In Luoning's heart, it seemed that a seed suddenly broke out of its shell, sprouted, and grew uncontrollably.

A kind of flame called ambition began to burn in the young man's eyes.

Your mother, I am the master of Yin Yang Ling Daozhu. Li Hongji and Zhang Bingzhong can rebel, but I can't?

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