My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1627 Three Questions
"Hahaha!"

The old man rolled his eyes and laughed loudly.

"That's natural. Our Heaven Breaking Sect is the largest sect nearby! With your strength, it's not enough for any of our leaders to fight."

The old man looked calm on the surface, but he was extremely worried in his heart.

He was really afraid that Ye Fan was a scoundrel who came to kill innocent people.

But Zidanluo is also very important to them, and it really cannot be given away.

Ye Fan curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "Stop bragging! If the Heaven Breaker Sect is really strong, do you still need to dig a tunnel to sneak into the forest?"

"You must be afraid of the Moshan Sect, but you still need the spiritual grass from the mountains to do this."

"Speaking of which, you are quite clever. You actually managed to get the Five Elements Stone, and use the Five Elements Stone to block the entrance of the cave, so that you can avoid the investigation of Moshan Sect's spiritual consciousness."

"And as far as I know, the Moshan Sect is not a super sect. You are even afraid of it. Naturally, it is an even more rubbish sect."

"There aren't many disciples, are they? It probably won't take a few days to kill them all."

I have to say that Ye Fan's analysis is clear and accurate, and it is also very accurate.

Potianzong's name is quite resounding, but its strength is really weak.

Especially the upper backbone, almost none.

Only one ancestor can do it, but the development of a sect cannot rely on one person.

People are not afraid of your ancestors, and their disciples suppress you everywhere.

Can't develop anyway.

The old man continued to think, as if weighing the pros and cons of the matter.

Ye Fan also threw out an olive branch: "How about this, I will help you break the Tianzong and solve the immediate crisis, and you give me Zidanluo, how about it?"

"You? Solve the crisis? Hehe."

The old man smiled disdainfully, even he, a strong man in the late stage of fusion, couldn't solve it.

Why does he speak such big words in a clone?
Ye Fan said indifferently: "The solution to the problem depends on the brain, not the power of a reckless man. How about it? Do you dare to gamble? If you don't gamble, your disciple will die."

After thinking twice.

The old man was finally ready to compromise.

This is also useless to him, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

"I can promise you, but you have to give me the burger."

"no problem."

Ye Fan smiled and gave him the burger.

The old man quickly put it in his mouth and swallowed it down.

He suddenly widened his eyes.

"Delicious, this is too delicious."

Immediately, he was even more surprised.

"I'll go, it can really increase the soul power."

……

Several people followed the tunnel back to Potianzong.

As soon as he entered the sect, he felt a sense of backwardness.

There are dilapidated buildings everywhere, and even the wooden chairs where I sit have a few holes that have been knocked by mice.

so poor?
I really don't know how the suzerain can manage a sect like this.

In fact, the Heaven-breaking sect was once a big sect, but later the central forces of the sect went to a secret realm to explore, resulting in the death of hundreds of leaders and elders around the realm.

This experience can be said to be a huge blow to Zongmen.

Afterwards, the Potianzong, which lacked the backbone, walked away and scattered, and the territory and disciples were constantly exploited and separated.

This made the sect go from bad to worse and became a third-rate sect.

Now it is difficult for the entire Potianzong to summon thirty people, and it is not even as prosperous as Ye Fan's Wujizong.

How can I say that there are nearly 200 people in the Wuji sect after taking over Blood Rain Village.

The people are seated.

I saw a disciple Po Tianzong walk in: "Old Ancestor, the suzerain will be here soon."

"Okay, you go back first." The old man said lightly.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet!" Ye Fan was curious.

"My humble Situ Ao'an, you are 230 years old, what about you?"

Ye Fan touched his nose. In fact, he was quite envious of people with double surnames. He felt that their names were catchy and powerful.

But he, a beggar, actually took a double surname, which really tarnished the name.

"My name is Ye Fan, and I am 21 years old."

Situ Ao'an: "..."

"You are so young? How did you reach the avatar state?"

"Hehe, of course it's due to her high talent. My circle of friends call her a monster."

He rarely refuted, and nodded silently: "This kind of talent is indeed outstanding."

At this time, a girl came slowly.

She was wearing a light green dress with the totem of Potianzong embroidered on the cuffs, which was a pattern of a long sword.

Surrounding it is a piece of auspicious clouds, and below it is a picture of dense blue sea water clouds, which looks extremely tall.

In front of her is a wide piece of pale yellow brocade wrapped around her chest, she gently turns her long skirt to spread out, and her gestures are as graceful as willows blown by the wind.

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, he didn't expect the lord of Potianzong to be so beautiful.

Her complexion is crystal clear, her skin is as smooth as snow, and there are faint dimples on her oval face. She is beautiful and cute.

When she came in front of her, the woman saluted slightly.

"Yan'er pays respects to the ancestor."

Immediately, Shi Yiyan cast his eyes on Ye Fan, and a look of curiosity flashed across him.

Ye Fan showed a hint of arrogance: "You can call me the second ancestor, I am the same generation as your ancestors, and I am a good brother."

This is not cheap.

After all, his strength lies here.

"Second ancestor is good."

Shi Yiyan's voice was very gentle and soft-spoken.

To be honest, Ye Fan didn't think she could support a sect in the Earth Immortal Realm, and the side she showed was too weak.

"May I ask what the ancestor called me?"

"Sit down first, I will discuss with Ye Fan about our sect, you listen."

"Yes, old man."

……

Then, Situ Ao'an was not polite, and directly stretched out three fingers.

"Ye Fan, I won't talk nonsense with you. As long as you can help me solve the three problems, I will give you Zidanluo."

"Let's talk about it first."

"Okay, first, the sect is poor. Not only do they have no cultivation resources, but even food and clothing has become a problem."

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched twice.

"Poverty is a disease, and it needs to be cured! What the hell, is such a big sect not even making money?"

"It used to exist, but it was taken away by others."

That's it?

This is the reason?

He also felt aggrieved.

Ye Fan knew that he was referring to the forest where Zi Danluo grew up, which should be their territory.

"You're really ashamed to say that such a huge sect depends on the sky for food, and you are considered amazing."

Situ Ao'an frowned: "Then what do you rely on if you don't rely on the sky? Do you want me to go into business? Hmph, I don't care."

"Go away, if you don't, just say no."

Ye Fan didn't save him any face.

Shi Yiyan was startled when she heard it, she didn't know what the relationship between Ye Fan and the ancestor was, but she was always able to speak rudely, and the ancestor was not angry.

Suddenly, she looked at Ye Fan with a look of admiration.

"Who said you have to do business to make money?"

Ye Fan continued: "Also, the problem of eating can be solved by yourself, why rely on a forest?"

"Yan'er, right? You should record immediately what I want to do with you."

Being Q temporarily, she didn't react yet, she was obviously stunned for a moment.

But he immediately took out a pen and paper and began to record.

"I see that your sect occupies quite a large area and there are not many people. First of all, you have to grow your own food, including wheat, corn, rice, etc."

"There are also all kinds of vegetables, such as eggplants, potatoes, and cabbage. They don't have to be too big, just enough to eat. Then we need to set aside a piece of land to raise chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, cattle, sheep, and pigs, and use them as meat to improve our diet."

"As long as these things are done well, the problem of eating can be completely solved, even if there is no income, there is no problem."

"The last thing is to make money. A sect that wants to develop must have its own alchemist and weapon refiner. Hurry up and train two of them, and sell them in the market as supplies for the sect."

"It may be necessary to invest some capital in the early stage. I will help you solve this matter later. You can talk about the second question first."

Situ Ao'an was stunned.

He is an arrogant person, and his cultivation talent is not bad.

But he is not good at dealing with these sect affairs, otherwise he would not be the patriarch, not the suzerain.

But Shi Yiyan's eyes flickered, thinking that these things are feasible.

In fact, she also thought about it, but there was no one who understood it.

But Ye Fan said so confidently, obviously he is the sensible person.

"Speak up, don't waste your time."

Hearing Ye Fan's scolding, Situ Ao'an hurriedly said: "The second point is that the disciple is too weak and always gets bullied."

"Cultivate if you are weak, and think about stealing things all day long, can you become stronger?"

Situ Ao'an smiled awkwardly and scratched his head in embarrassment.

In fact, digging tunnels was his idea.

To maintain the operation of the sect by stealing the spiritual grass in the forest, although it barely persisted, it took a lot of manpower and material resources.

Not only did it delay the cultivation of the disciples, but it also led the sect into a vicious circle.

Shi Yiyan was a little more cheerful. She felt that Ye Fan would scold her a few words, and her ancestors might be enlightened.

"Then what do you say? I was going to starve to death before, and I have no choice but to do this."

Ye Fan glared at him: "The Zongmen will die sooner or later in your hands, you are still suitable to be a beggar."

"Let the disciples practice as usual, let's put aside the matter of stealing the spirit grass, and the sect's livelihood will follow my plan."

"it is good!"

Situ Ao'an nodded: "The third point is that there are always sects who bully us."

Ye Fan was a little surprised: "You are a strong man in the late stage of the Fusion Realm, who dares to bully you?"

"Moshan Sect!"

He got angry when he said it, and explained: "Originally we were almost the same as Moshan Sect, but since the failure of the last treasure hunting operation and the death of the core force of the Heaven-shattering Sect, we have been at a disadvantage."

"Yes, I am very strong, even stronger than Sect Master Moshan, but my disciples are not good. Sect Master Moshan can restrain me with an elder, and the remaining disciples can be slaughtered at will."

"Even if I win in the end, but my disciples are all dead, what should I do? I still have to submit."

Ye Fan said unhappily: "Then why don't you go for a surprise attack? Kill anyone who finds the Moshan Sect, and don't care about him."

"Uh... I'm a well-known and upright person with a heritage, so naturally I can't do such a dehumanizing thing."

Ye Fan could see it.

He is not only crazy, but also stubborn, and he doesn't know how to change things at all.

"As long as you can help us solve these three matters, I will hand over Zi Danluo to you as agreed."

Ye Fan sneered.

"Are these three things? Why don't you just let me lead your sect to prosperity? I don't think you should be an ancestor anymore, just give me the position."

"hey-hey!"

Situ Ao'an smiled: "It's not impossible, in order to make life better for disciples, look at the clothes I'm wearing, it doesn't look like what an ancestor should wear, I just can't help it."

Ok?
Did you make yourself look like this because of your disciple?
Then Ye Fan looked at him with admiration. Although he couldn't create value, he could at least share troubles with his disciples.

"The third question is a bit difficult. This is also the fundamental question. Let me think about it."

Ye Fan stood up, ready to go to the yard to look at the sky, to broaden his mind.

But after walking a few steps, he saw an ancient red cannon placed at the door.

"What is this?"

Situ Aoan shrugged: "I don't know where the disciple picked it up, it seems useless."

Ye Fan knew at a glance that it was an antique.

There were cannons in the Song Dynasty in ancient China, but the workmanship was very rough at that time, and they were not considered cannons in a strict sense.

After the Yuan Dynasty, artillery became an important equipment for siege of cities, and it was also suitable for water warfare and field warfare.

Produced on a large scale since the Ming Dynasty, artillery has become an indispensable piece of equipment, specially manufactured by the Bingzhan Bureau.

For example, there are more than ten kinds of guns such as Zhankou Cannon, Wankou Cannon, Shenji Cannon, Whirlwind Copper Cannon, and General Cannon.

At that time, artillery from various European countries also began to pour into China, causing a very strong influence.

This is absolutely good stuff.

"Can you give it to me?"

Situ Ao'an said angrily: "I think you are a beggar, why do you want everything? You also want this piece of rubbish and iron?"

Ye Fan touched his nose.

Damn, I was looked down upon.

He wanted the red cannon just for collection, after all, it is also an antique.

How domineering it is at the door of the house.

"Okay, then I'll take it!"

With a wave of his hand, Ye Fan put the cannon into the Black Mountain ring.

And he also came up with a brilliant plan.

"I have a solution! Don't worry, I will definitely make Potianzong extremely powerful within a few days, so that Moshanzong will not dare to bully you. If you want, I can even kill Moshanzong."

Everyone fell into astonishment, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

The look in Ye Fan's eyes also became weird.

"You must be sick! With our strength, how can we compete with others?"

"Your talent is good, but it's just a clone. The three elders of Moshan Sect can abuse you casually."

"Also kill Moshanzong, you did it in a dream."

"Little friend, don't think about those unrealistic things, let alone draw cakes for us, let's teach what you have first."

"If you have this attitude, it's hard for me to trust you."

Ye Fan glared at him: "You, you have lived a long life without any dreams at all."

"Yeah, I don't want dreams, I just want the sect to continue!" Situ Ao'an waved his hand.

"I'll do what I say, get me a pen and paper."

Ye Fan suddenly felt a sense of arrogance, ready to make a splash.

For some reason, Shi Yiyan had a sense of trust in Ye Fan.

She prepared all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones, waiting for Ye Fan to use them...

(End of this chapter)