A middle-aged man in brocade clothes sat on the ground, looking around casually, with a hint of disdain in his expression.
This main hall is a courtesy hall specially used to receive guests in the palace. It is also the facade of an elder's palace.
The reception halls of other elders are basically decorated with splendid and luxurious furnishings. Even some beams and floors are made of spiritual materials that can be used to forge magic weapons. However, Yan Xiaoyu's reception hall is much simpler, whether it is decoration or not.
, tables, chairs and utensils are all very ordinary.
"Xiaoyu is also one of the seven elders of the Hezhong lineage, so why is he living like this, unable to maintain even the superficial glory?
No wonder not many of her subordinates are working for her, only a few of your innate disciples are working for her, not even a low-level Jindan deacon."
The middle-aged man spoke carelessly.
Next to him, there was a female disciple who was responsible for entertaining guests.
Hearing what the middle-aged man said, the female disciple smiled reluctantly and didn't know how to answer the question.
Of course, she is aware of her elder's situation. It's not that she doesn't want to maintain her appearance, but she is really short of money.
After all, Yan Xiaoyu had only been an elder for a few years, and his previous practice had basically exhausted the resources left by Yan Qianjun and Yao Yingyue. Later, it was even more expensive to repair the magic sword left by Yan Qianjun, and everything that could be sold was sold.
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After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he picked up the tea next to him, took a sip, and then immediately put it down.
He said with a displeased look on his face: "Give me a better spiritual tea! The quality of your tea is too inferior. It's too much to fool me with something like this!"
When the female disciple next to her heard this, she looked flustered and wanted to explain immediately.
But at this time, Yan Xiaoyu's voice came in from outside: "This is already my best spiritual tea. If you are not satisfied, don't drink it."
A flash of anger flashed across the middle-aged man's face, but he immediately calmed down, stood up with a smile and said, "The little fish is back."
Yan Xiaoyu walked into the hall and looked at the middle-aged man with an indifferent expression: "It turns out that he is the elder Yao Song from the Changhe lineage. I don't know why you are here!"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Xiaoyu, I am your elder after all, why do you have to be so angry?"
"elder?"
Yan Xiaoyu sneered: "Then tell me, who are my elders?"
In terms of blood relationship, this man is indeed her elder.
Yao Song is the second brother of her mother Yao Yingyue. To be honest, she has to call him uncle.
However, since Yao Yingyue left the Changhe lineage more than 20 years ago, the ancestor of the Yao family severed the father-daughter relationship with Yao Yingyue. Since then, the Yao family has had no contact with her.
Over the years, although everyone has been at Wanjianmen, this is the first time Yan Xiaoyu has seen this "uncle" visit.
The smile on Yao Song's face could no longer be maintained, and he sighed softly and said: "Xiaoyu, I know your life has not been easy these years, but what your mother did back then is really..."
Yan Xiaoyu waved his hand and interrupted: "There is no need to say these meaningless words. Just tell me, what are you going to do here today?"
Yao Song couldn't help but frown when he saw Yan Xiaoyu's expression of indifference.
He originally wanted to catch up on old times and get closer to each other so that he could talk about the next thing more easily, but Yan Xiaoyu didn't give him this chance.
Yao Song pondered for a moment and said: "In this case, I will tell you directly.
Su Yun, who belongs to your Hezhong lineage, previously rejected the offer of the Earth Killing Ancestor and the Sword Master in Luo Jianfeng in public, saying that he had promised you to inherit Yan Qianjun's swordsmanship..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Xiaoyu sneered: "I knew you had something to do when you suddenly came to my door today. It turned out to be for Su Yun.
It's just that I didn't expect that you would move so quickly. Not long after I came back from Luo Jian Feng, you would already be waiting here."
Yao Song said with a serious look: "Su Yun is a peerless genius, but he only has the qualifications. The key is that he also possesses the Tianyun Sword Body. It would be a waste for such a person to inherit your father's swordsmanship.
I hope you can persuade him and let him join the Changhe lineage, preferably becoming a disciple of your grandfather."
Yan Xiaoyu glanced sideways at Yao Song and asked calmly: "Is this your idea or Yao Kuang's?"
Yao Song's expression changed and he scolded: "Yan Xiaoyu, you are too presumptuous. That is your grandfather, and you dare to call him by his first name!"
Yan Xiaoyu chuckled and ignored it.
Seeing Yan Xiaoyu like this, Yao Song felt helpless and said, "This is my own idea, but I think if my father knew about it, he would also agree with it."
Yan Xiaoyu curled his lips and said mockingly: "The ancestor of the Heavenly Killer lineage personally recruited Su Yun and offered to personally guide Su Yun's practice in the future, but he did not agree.
Why do you think Su Yun agreed to join Changhe and become a disciple of my grandfather?"
Yao Song quickly said: "So I'm here to find you.
Everyone can see that Su Yun's refusal to kill the ancestor and the sword master is not just because of the agreement with you, I am afraid it has more to do with you.
If you are willing to persuade him, he will probably change his mind."
A mocking smile appeared on Yan Xiaoyu's face, and he didn't talk at all this time.
Let her persuade Su Yun?
Why!
Yao Song knew that it was useless to play emotional cards with Yan Xiaoyu, so he immediately said bluntly: "As long as you can persuade Su Yun to agree, then I can persuade my father to agree to let you return to the Changhe lineage and the Yao family.
shelter."
Yan Xiaoyu sneered and said: "Sorry, I have no interest in returning to the Changhe lineage, nor to the Yao family."
Now that she has condensed the golden elixir and returned to the Changhe lineage, she can no longer practice the techniques of the Changhe lineage.
As for returning to the Yao family, although she is the granddaughter of the ancestor of the Yao family, her surname is Yan, which is a foreign surname after all. Coupled with the estrangement from her mother back then, it is impossible to really integrate when she goes back.
The most important thing is that she herself doesn't want to.
Yao Song said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyu, don't be willful! You should know that the next demon control war may be about to break out. Ten years ago, you were young and the golden elixir was not yet ready, so you didn't need to participate. But now you are
Hezhong elders will definitely not be able to escape next time.
How confident are you that you can get through it without the help of others?
The same goes for Su Yun. If he has condensed the golden elixir, and if he has no background, he will definitely have to participate in the battle against monsters.
It is also dangerous for him to continue to stay in the Hezhong lineage."
Yan Xiaoyu frowned and said nothing.
Yao Song thought there was something interesting and continued: "Also, if Su Yun joins his father's sect, we will not treat him badly. Although he took the Daye Demon Lin Sword at Luo Jian Feng, with his current cultivation level, he simply cannot
Use.
When the time comes, I can ask my father to give him the Cang Lang Sword, and as for the Daye Demon Lin Sword, I will let him give it to his father for safekeeping first, and at the same time, I can help him dissipate the ferocious meaning in the sword.
When Su Yun condenses Nascent Soul in the future, it will be returned to him."
Yan Xiaoyu almost laughed angrily when he heard this.
Not only did this guy want to recruit Su Yun, he actually had his eye on Su Yun's Big Leaf Demonic Lin Sword.
"get out!"
Yan Xiaoyu didn't bother to talk to Yao Song anymore and just rolled up his sleeves and left.