"Old Ma, in the past few decades, I can see how many things you have done for my Qingfeng Sect, you don't owe us anything, so why stay and suffer, even if you leave now, no one will blame you. DM," Feng Yuanqing said.

"Sect Master, I have already decided, even if I die, I will die with the adults, although I don't have much strength, but I have a life, even if I can't help the adults, I can continue to serve the adults when I die." The old butler said firmly.

"Okay, since you have this, I won't stop you, I will accept you as a closed disciple today, and in the future, no matter whether you live or die, you will also be a disciple of my Qingfeng Sect." Feng Yuanqing said.

"Thank you, Sect Master, thank you, Sect Master!" Being able to become a disciple of the sect is the old housekeeper's dream since childhood, but because his qualifications are too mediocre, he knows that he has no chance to get his wish in his life, and now he can become a disciple of the sect master, which is also a long-cherished wish, and said ecstatically.

Look at the old housekeeper with a happy face, and then look at the disciples of the sect who will not abandon in the hall, although he knows that this time the Qingfeng Sect will not escape the fate of destruction, Feng Yuanqing is still moved.

"Grandfather, there are a few words that I don't know if I should say or not?" At this moment, a young man below said. This man is obese, but his appearance is upright, and he is somewhat similar to Jiang Wuxian, who is Jiang Wuxian's eldest brother, Feng Wuchen. Of course, with his size, it is estimated that it has nothing to do with the word dustless.

"Wuchen, just say whatever you want." Feng Yuanqing said.

"Grandfather, then I'll say it bluntly, in fact, I think, why do we have to fight to the death with the Seven Star Sect and the Mingyue Sect, what they want is nothing more than a few mineral vein industries, it's a big deal to give them to them, and our Qingfeng Sect can't live without those few industries." Feng Wuchen said.

"Alas, Wuchen, you still don't understand, do you think that the Seven Star Sect and the Bright Moon Sect really just want those few properties? They are forcing us to a dead end, if we don't have those few industries, even if we can barely support it for a few years, but our strength will definitely plummet, and in a few years, the Seven Star Sect and the Bright Moon Sect will be able to completely eradicate my Qingfeng Sect without blood. Feng Yuanqing sighed and said.

To be honest, he doesn't appreciate this eldest son, he is short-sighted and narrow-minded, and he can't be compared with Wuxian at all, but it's a pity that Wuxian has not been good at martial arts since he was a child, and he ran away from home for a marriage, otherwise the position of the heir of this sect would not have fallen to Feng Wuchen.

Thinking of the grandson who had been gone for many years, Feng Yuanqing felt a little lonely in his heart. It would be nice if I could see him before he died, but in the current situation, it is better not to see him, I just hope that Qing Lao can hand over the Zhenzong martial arts to him, which can be regarded as leaving a glimmer of hope for the Qingfeng Sect.

"But in our current situation, isn't it also self-destruction to fight with them?" Feng Wuchen said.

"At least there is still a fight now, and it can make them afraid of a few points, if we really give them those few properties, we will only be slaughtered by others in the future, and we will not even have the strength to fight." Feng Yuanqing said.

"Grandfather, having said that, but if you stay in Qingshan, you are not afraid of no firewood, it's a big deal that we will endure it for a few years, and then we will take it back with interest." Feng Wuchen said.