Under Yun Feixue's coercion, Xia Jingshan had to give away nine-tenths of his property, because once these properties were exposed, he Xia Jingshan would also be guilty of a capital crime, and Yun Feixue also used this to make him easily hand over these things.

The rest is just to send someone to take the financial gold medal in Xia Jingshan's hand to these shops to do the handover work, as for Xia Jingshan, this kind of imperial moth will only continue to plague the people, plus he will definitely report the news of his findings to Jin Longwei, so his life naturally cannot be kept.

However, even if he achieved his expected goal, Yun Feixue couldn't be happy at all, because the two news he heard from Xia Jingshan Pass were too terrifying.

If this is the force hidden behind Li Shengyi, then the countdown of the time that Dongfang Jianxiong sits on the dragon chair can start at any time, and the fate of the entire Hidden Dragon Empire will also end in the countdown.

But this news must not be told to Dongfang Jianxiong now, because he will not believe it at all, unless there is ironclad evidence in front of him.

And even if he believes it, it will not help, once he can't sink and do it in advance, it will only alarm Li Shengyi, God knows that there are still some hidden things behind him that have not been taken out, so now he must not startle the snake.

With Yun Feixue's current ability, it is simply unrealistic to deal with these two forces, but the flame of hatred is still burning in his heart.

Although Li Shengyi is not capable of dealing with it, if he can eradicate these two forces under him, I believe that he will definitely be greatly damaged, but before that, he has to find out whether what Xia Jingshan said is true or false.

Yun Feixue walked on the streets of Qianlong City, lined with rows of simply decorated shops, and although it was winter, many merchants were still shouting at the pedestrians on the street to sell the goods on the stalls.

But as Yun Feixue walked towards the end of the street, the noise of the downtown slowly became clearer, but unexpectedly, the number of people around the end of the street did not decrease at all, but increased.

At the end of the street are a series of luxurious and conspicuous palace-like buildings, with huge arched hanging doors that show the comfort and luxury of this place, and below the arched gates, the word "temple" with gold trim is particularly prominent, sacred but not majestic.

This is a branch hall of the Holy Spirit Sect, and there is more than one branch hall like this in Hidden Dragon City, and Yun Feixue is just one of them.

He naturally came here to explore the truth and see what kind of charm this Holy Spirit Sect has, he had only heard about it before, but before coming to this branch hall, he really realized how attractive the Holy Spirit Sect was, as if everyone here gave up their lives was a kind of happiness.

The temple was already crowded with people, and everyone looked into the hall on tiptoe with reverent eyes, wishing that their necks could stretch for another ten meters.

Looking closer, Yun Feixue found that most of the people here were mostly beggars and wandering poor, and under the sacred temple, grains and a set of thick quilts were piled up, and everyone lined up in an orderly manner, and then went to get their own share.

No matter how prosperous and well-fed the society, beggars and wanderers can still be seen everywhere, as if they have become the symbol of a city, without some beggars it seems that the city is incomplete.

For them, the first thing to solve every day is the problem of food and clothing, and this problem is now being solved unconditionally by the Holy Spirit Church.

So no one was jealous of why the temple was so luxurious, no one was arguing about why they needed such living conditions, and the endless buildings were almost comparable to the Qianlong Palace where Dongfang Jianxiong was located, but people believed that this was what the Holy Spirit did, and this was the reward given to them after continuous good deeds.

To be honest, watching everyone receive their share of food and clothing, Yun Feixue's heart was also quite warm, if it weren't for the flowers Xia Jingshan said, he couldn't have the slightest doubt about the Holy Spirit Church.

What could be more convincing than a piece of food and warm clothes on this cold winter day, and the Holy Spirit Sect has undoubtedly truly done it, whether these people will die for the Holy Spirit Sect or not, but in their hearts, the Holy Spirit Sect is already an inviolable and sacred place.

Yun Feixue watched as the breath he exhaled gradually formed ice crystals in the air, his eyes flickered, as if he had suddenly made some kind of decision.

He took off his coat, then ripped his clothes and covered himself in mud, which was quite embarrassing to live out of a homeless wanderer.

He followed behind the team and lowered his head and began to line up, the cold and biting cold wind in winter did not have much effect on him, but at this moment, all the cultivation he withdrew, wrapped all his breath with soul power, as long as he was not a powerhouse in the Spirit Sea Secret Realm, it was impossible to find that his cultivation had reached the realm of True Yuan Dual Cultivation Vein.

His face flushed and he kept rubbing his palms, and in just a few minutes he had become one with the surrounding environment and the crowd.

His back was soon filled by newcomers, and suddenly, a voice reached Yun Feixue's ears: "Are you also preparing to join the temple?"

Looking for prestige, behind Yun Feixue was a young man of his age, his eyes were blazing at the temple, and there was an indescribable yearning in his eyes.

"Join the Temple?" Yun Feixue wondered.

"Don't you know? The temple has been recruiting disciples recently, and it is said that there are only a hundred places, as long as no one is over the age of twenty, they can apply to join, I see that you are not very old, I thought you were also coming for the temple. Although the young man looked scruffy with a scruffy beard, his eyes were bright, and it seemed that he was bound to join the temple this time.

"That's right, then I'd like to give it a try. Yun Feixue's eyes flickered, the temple wants to recruit disciples, if you can, why don't you take this opportunity to enter the inside of the temple to find out, just from the outside to observe the information is limited after all.

"Hehe, it is said that the test of the temple is not ordinary, they beckon the disciples are extremely strict, you have to be mentally prepared, by the way, my name is Hu Haoran, what about you?"

"I ...... It's called Xiao Yun!" Yun Feixue thought for a while and didn't report his real name, after all, the three words Yun Feixue were almost everyone in Qianlong City, although there were not so many people who saw him, but once he said this name, it would inevitably make people suspicious.

The word 'Xiaoyun' is actually the name that Yu Miaoyin has always called him when he was a child, because it is homophonic with 'Xiao Yun', so Yun Feixue blurted out these two words.

"Hello Xiao Yun, I hope we can all join the Temple, serving the Temple is my Hu Haoran's dream since I was a child!" Hu Haoran's eyes were blazing, from this point alone, Yun Feixue also realized that the Holy Spirit Sect had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, if it was really as Xia Jingshan said, it was by no means possible to overthrow such a force that could not be solved by force!

When the two were talking, it was finally Yun Feixue's turn, he hadn't noticed the person who distributed the items before, and when he walked in, he was shocked to find that there were three stunning beauties standing here with proud appearances.

It can be said that these three girls are definitely the most eye-catching existence no matter where they stand, the flowing eyes of the water, the cherry-like red lips of a fire in the winter, can burn the flame in the hearts of every man, the long hair of the shawl like a waterfall ripples slightly with the wind, and their pretty faces are flushed, showing a cold charm in the winter.

The eyes of everyone who received the items were straight, and it was a great blessing to be able to stand in place forever and be frozen into a statue, to be able to look at them forever.

However, seeing the two big men at the door who were nearly two meters tall and had bare chests and backs, everyone could only sigh in their hearts, but no one dared to stay for a second longer, but Yun Feixue could still detect their constant looking back.

"Little brother, are you going to get food and clothing or are you going to join the temple?" Yun Feixue was in front of her, and the young woman's voice was like a flame in the ice and snow, and the frozen air seemed to become warm as she spoke.

But this feeling, Yun Feixue is not the first time to appear, he met the newly promoted queen on the way to the palace yesterday to meet Dongfang Jianxiong, and he seemed to have a similar feeling, although there is still a difference between the two, but Yun Feixue subconsciously linked the two together.

Could it be ...... What does that queen have to do with the Holy Spirit?

"Little brother, are you going to receive food and clothing or do you want to join the temple?" The beauty in front of her was obviously used to Yun Feixue's momentary sluggishness, because any man would do something similar to her gaze, and she didn't have any dissatisfaction with this, and still asked a second time with a smile on her face.

"I ...... I'm here to ...... Those who are ready to join the temple. Since he was misunderstood, he simply continued to pretend, so he became slurred when he spoke.

"Join the temple, then please stand in the line over there, and someone will receive you later. The beauty looked to the left, and sure enough, there was a team of more than a dozen young people enjoying the biting bones of the cold wind.

Yun Feixue nodded, and then stood on the side of the team, and then Hu Haoran also stood next to Yun Feixue.

For ordinary people, it is indeed a difficult thing to stand motionless in this cold wind, especially for these ragged ordinary people who do not even have a cotton jacket around them, it is simply torture in disguise.

But Yun Feixue saw the unwavering will on their faces, including Hu Haoran beside him, who stood in place with their chests straight, as if shouting the iron will to join the temple.

The distribution of food and clothing lasted until the evening, and Yun Feixue and the others stood here for half a day.

Finally, a young man in his early twenties walked out of the temple, he glanced at Yun Feixue, the nearly twenty people, and then said lightly: "Go back, you are not qualified to join the temple." ”