Things are feasible.

After hearing this, Song Yuanqiao thought for a while and said nothing.

Just looking at the expressions makes me feel a little difficult to deal with.

This is taken for granted.

After all, the Lan family’s Liuli Factory is not a small industry, and it is now at the forefront.

If Song Yuanqiao responded, it means that a lot of bad things happened after Liulichang and was taken over by Wudang.

After a while, when Lan Li felt that what the master said was a bit casual.

Song Yuanqiao nodded.

"Can."

What?

This is OK too?

"Tomorrow, I will ask Yihang to accompany him down the mountain. By the way, the master's 110th birthday is coming, so I have to prepare."

Without going to see Lan Li's face, Song Yuanqiao just responded and said something else.

Lan Li felt mixed with all kinds of feelings when he saw it.

The Wudang Sect is not rich, which can be seen from the initial food that Lan Li had eaten during his time travel.

Although it is a happy day for the residents at the foot of the mountain to have enough food every day.

Compared with Quanzhen Sect, which commands the north.

The life of the Taoist priest in Wudang can really be called "poverty".

But with Wudang's size, will he really lack money?

Not to mention anything else, just a tax-free policy. With a little operation, Wudang can become a huge man in the rich side.

Not to mention those disciples who came from Wudang Mountain who held important positions in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Lan Li couldn't figure it out.

I don’t understand why Wudang, a big man, had to live in poverty.

On the way back, Lan Li asked Yu Daiyan.

The answer he got made him smile.

"Because no one has ever thought about it."

Walking on the mountain road, Yu Daiyan looked at the Taoist boys who saluted him by the roadside, and smiled a little on his lips:

"When the mountain gate was built, your master and our disciples built it little by little.

After the mountain gate was built, the master began to pull people into the mountains.

As Master becomes more and more famous in the world, more and more people are in Wudang.

The source of my life in Wudang is to collect rent from the fields at the foot of the mountain and get a share of incense from believers.

If you want rice, I have my own field in Wudang.

If you want medicinal materials, I have my own medicine garden in Wudang.

If you want to build weapons, I have my own mine in Wudang.

The disciples wanted to make some living, they had their own hands and feet and had all their abilities, which was enough to enable them to make a breakthrough.

No more.

It is my junior brothers who often come back to donate some of their own salary and silver. During the holidays, they will add some new clothes to everyone.

Everyone came here as usual."

"No one wants to change it?"

“Why do you need to change?”

“Just…just…”

Halfway through, Renli Kark.

Yes, why change it?

A group of Taoist priests in Wudang are originally pure-minded people with few desires.

How many people are so weird to him?

"What is it?"

While talking and laughing, Yu Daiyan led Lan Li to continue walking:

"Our generations are old and don't want to change, nor do we want to change.

Start with your master.

Everyone comes from poor families.

I have never had any opinion since I was a child. I have always listened to your master and acted according to the rules.

When your master brought back the people outside the mountain, the Wudang model had already been decided.

If your master doesn’t mention it, your master won’t say it.

Think about it, even if you don’t even say it, how dare those people mention it?”

Speaking of this, Yu Daiyan burst into laughter, looking a little heroic.

It seems to be remembering Feng Xifan's group of people who were embarrassed at that time.

"Advisor, Master, I'll tell you.

Don’t think that your master is serious on weekdays, but in fact, he doesn’t want to change...

But I don’t know how to change it!

No, no courage, fear, guilty.

Fear of going in the end, it will make a mess...

Then keep it the same!

So.

My future in Wudang will still fall on your generation!"

As they chatted, the two had already returned to their homes.

Before entering the door, Yu Daiyan specifically instructed Lan Li:

"As far as your generation is concerned, it is the best of Yihang, Cangsong, You, Heluo, Qingfeng, Zhang Ze, and the six of them are the best.

Just talking about cultivation, you are even more arrogant!

But Mingyue, you must not be arrogant because of this...

Just like your fifth uncle.

He had reached the threshold before the Grandmaster at a young age. After walking down Mount Hua, he even made the name of "iron hanging silver hook".

But what about the result?”

When he said this, Yu Daiyan couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at the expression, it seems a little lonely.

"There are talents in the country and have been leading the way for hundreds of years.

It can be said to the end.

It's just a generation, twenty or thirty years.

Our generation has produced a Wang Chongyang, which has made countless people feel discouraged.

Now, it’s your generation again.”

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and in the courtyard, the master's wife was holding a book and beating the two stupid apprentices kneeling on the ground.

Green Yi stood beside her, as if she was dissuading her.

"Who knows whether the next Wang Chongyang will appear?"

The words fell.

With a bit of free and easy temperament, Yu Daiyan strode into it.

"Renjia, Jingchuan, are you two making your master's wife angry again?"

“Master…”

"My teacher dislikes us for embarrassing you..."

"What's there to be embarrassing?"
To be continued...