The old patriarch of the Bu family finally glanced at the rising sun outside, and then closed the thick curtain without hesitation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inside, the room fell into darkness again.

The worn tables and chairs, the worn floors, the age spots on the face, and the smell of corruption coming from the body all show the power of time.

"Well, when people are old, they can't see these beautiful things. The old patriarch said slowly, "It's like this rising sun, every time I see it, it seems to remind me that there is one less day in the future." ”

Looking at the young man sitting on the chair, writhing all over his body, looking anxious, the old patriarch slowly shook his head: "But you are different, you still have a lot of time, what is there to worry about?"

The young man in the house is the Qilin of the younger generation of the Bu family.

After learning about the family's plan, Bu Ruoqiu rushed here non-stop.

But the old patriarch, who has always been very fond of him, has been caring about him.

At this time, seeing that the patriarch was finally willing to take care of himself, Bu Ruoqiu breathed a long sigh of relief, and said eagerly: "But the Spirit Refining Sect obviously didn't take my Bu family in its eyes, most of the manpower was provided by my Bu family, but why did they have to take seventy percent in the end?"

"And Sun Er suspects," Bu Ruoqiu said indignantly, "The Spirit Refining Sect is just using my Bu family as cannon fodder." ”

The old patriarch of the Bu family smiled, looked at his most proud grandson dotingly, and explained to him: "You are right, this plan, my Bu family is the role of cannon fodder." ”

"Then why do we still want to cooperate with them? Do we really want to take revenge on the third brother, so rejuvenate the people at any cost?" Bu Ruoqiu was even more puzzled.

"You mean nothing?" said the old patriarch disdainfully, "what does it matter if a thing that has not achieved enough and has more than enough to lose?"

"What the hell is that ......?"

The old patriarch waved his hand and signaled Bu Ruoqiu to calm down, but instead of answering his question, he said something else.

"Three thousand years ago, my four great cultivators, in terms of prestige and power, were enough to sit on an equal footing in the four holy lands at that time. ”

"And a thousand years ago, even if we were a few points inferior to the Five Great Holy Lands, we could still be proud of the so-called Ten Great Sects. ”

"But now, the Spirit Refining Sect, one of the ten major sects, can show off its might so much in front of my Bu family. ”

The old patriarch turned his gaze to Bu Ruoqiu and asked, "Do you know why this change is?"

Bu Ruoqiu lowered his head under the forced gaze of the old patriarch, and muttered: "It's the younger generations who are not angry and have fallen into the prestige of their ancestors. ”

"Hmph, of course you are not competitive enough," the old patriarch asked, "is there no other reason?"

"It's Ying Tianzong," Bu Ruoqiu's eyes were full of hatred, "Since the rise of Ying Tianzong for three thousand years, my Bu family has gradually declined day by day. ”

"What is the reason?" the old man asked without raising his eyelids, "Even if Ying Tianzong rises, it will only turn the Four Great Holy Lands into the Five Great Holy Lands, and at most some resources will be distributed, so what's the big problem for my Bu family?"

"Reason?" Bu Ruoqiu muttered to himself with a blank expression.

He was educated since he was a child, and it was the rise of Ying Tianzong that made the Bu family lose its former glory.

As the next candidate for the patriarch, his only task is to lead the Bu family back to its former status.

But at this time, he was suddenly asked about the relationship between the rise of Ying Tianzong and the decline of his own family, Rao is Bu Ruoqiu has always been shrewd and wise, and he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

The old patriarch looked at Bu Ruoqiu's ignorant appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although the young man in front of him is known to be quick and wise, he has lost his long-term vision.

But even so, he is already the best one among the young generation of the Bu family.

Thinking of this, the old patriarch couldn't help but sigh again, and felt a little less confident in the future of the Bu family.

But he is already too old, and the future of the Bu family will eventually be in the hands of these young people, the old patriarch struggled to cheer up a little spirit, and said with all his heart: "Three thousand years ago, most of the four holy lands only had a few hundred people, and even the Medicine God Sect, which had the largest number of disciples, was only worth a thousand disciples. ”

"But since the opening of the Yingtian Sect, its ancestors have widely accepted disciples, and their talents are not the best, and they can often be included in the Yingtian Sect. ”

"And the other holy lands and sects, stimulated by the rapid expansion of the strength of the Ying Tianzong, have followed suit. In the past 3,000 years, the number of disciples has increased tenfold. ”

"Let's take Ying Tianzong as an example, to this day, its twenty-eight assignments plus one main sect, the number of disciples alone has already exceeded 10,000. ”

"Coupled with the head elders, pavilion master protectors, deacons, and a large number of outer sects and disciples, there are probably 100,000 monks with the imprint of Ying Tianzong. ”

"And what about our Bu family?" the old patriarch asked, looking at Bu Ruoqiu with blazing eyes.

Bu Ruoqiu still knew everything about his family's affairs, and quickly replied: "There are a total of three hundred and seventeen disciples of the Bu family who have been recognized within five suits, and there are also four hundred and three disciples of the Dharma Protector and miscellaneous outer disciples. ”

"There are only more than seven hundred people," the Bu patriarch sighed, "and this is the reason for the decline of my stereotyped Bu family." ”

"When the world's sects are still pursuing elite cultivation methods, my Bu family can win by relying on the mastery of the ancestors and the bloodline talent. ”

"But if one day, when they begin to collect disciples and press on my Bu family with a surging force, how can the seven hundred people of my Bu family resist it?"

As if he had been empowered, Bu Ruoqiu was shocked into a cold sweat for a while.

If Chen Yuan was present and heard the words of the Bu family patriarch, he would definitely have more insights.

Because this is clearly the Xiuzhen version of the university enrollment expansion incident.

In Chen Yuan's original world, at the end of the twentieth century, a wave of university enrollment expansion swept in.

At the same time that people are lamenting that college students are becoming less and less valuable, Huaxia has unconsciously completed the accumulation of tens of millions of researchers and industrial workers.

The terrible energy brought by this accumulation allowed Huaxia to surpass the American empire in terms of industrial output value in just fifteen years.

And in this world, due to the particularity of cultivation, fifteen years has been slowed down to three thousand years.

But this day has finally come, and when the quantity is far exceeded, some qualitative advantages are not worth mentioning.

In the face of this wave, any family that is conservative, resting on its laurels, and proud of its pure blood will be smashed.

Bu Ruoqiu took a long breath: "Grandson understands, no matter how big the price is, I have to seek hope for the future of my Bu family." ”

"Only take three layers of land and population, presumably when the Heavenly Sect counterattacks, it should also be the Spirit Refining Sect that bears the brunt. ”