Old prince, do you think it's time to make a decision? Otherwise, I'm just afraid of stability. Li Zhong, an old servant in yellow standing beside Old Prince Liao, saw that Old Prince Liao was sitting on the king's chair and didn't say anything for a long time, so he couldn't help but bow down and take a step forward and remind in a low voice.

He sold himself into the palace when he was a child, followed the old prince's side, and has served the palace for fifty or sixty years, and now he is the big butler of the Liao prince's mansion, and can be called the most trusted subordinate of the old prince.

As his servant, without the orders of his master, he should never have taken the initiative to open this mouth. But now that the palace is facing a huge crisis, he has to overcome it. This large group of people in the rivers and lakes, in the middle of the night, regardless of the severe cold, waited in the palace hall, waiting for the orders of the old prince, it was not a matter. These local gangs have been loyal to the Liao Wangye's Mansion for hundreds of years, but they can't let these people chill their hearts. The old prince may not care whether they are loyal or not, but he, as a servant, must think about his master.

Moreover, there must always be a solution to this matter, whether to directly start a war with the Northern Twenty Gang, or to think of a way out in advance, you must plan as soon as possible.

Li Zhong's words seemed to wake up Old Prince Liao from his contemplation.

Old Prince Liao was stunned and asked, "Is Cong'er back?"

Li Zhong hurriedly said: "Back to the old prince, Xiao Wang is on his way to Qingyunguan, and he has only gone out for half a cup of tea, and he hasn't come back so soon." I guess I still have to have a meal before I can come back. ”

"When he returns, let him come to the study to find me. ”

Old Prince Liao sat in the lobby for a long time, exhausted, looking a little tired, after speaking, he waved his hand and did not look at the gang leaders below the lobby, and left the hall directly with his hands, and went to the study room of the palace to rest.

The gang leader and elders in the lobby looked at each other, not knowing what the old prince was doing. Now there are only two or three hours before the deadline for the twenty gangs of dawn. What are you waiting for now?

After a meal. A young man in fine costumes of 10 years old. Riding a black-maned handsome horse galloped to the outside of King Liao's mansion. He took off the snowflakes and took off the palace. Under the guidance of Li Zhongdi, he hurriedly came to the study of the mansion.

Seeing the old prince Liao. The young man was immediately on the ground. Gong said, "Grandpa!"

Old Prince Liao saw that he was the only one who came back. His face suddenly sank. Drink asked, "What about your father, why didn't he come back from Qingyunguan?"

The young man shrank his head. He whispered, "Dad, he won't come back." He said that he was going to preside over the Immortal Dao Fighting Law Conference. It is necessary to burn incense and bathe in Qingyun Temple for three days. Host the event. ”

"You didn't tell him. Is it now the life and death of the Liao family?"

The young man said with a bitter face: "It's useless to say it." Dad said these trivialities of the battle in the rivers and lakes. It's not worth his distraction at all. He didn't want to bother. Liao Wangfu doesn't care about the land. Let me stop going to him again. Dad had the final say, and Liao Wang's Mansion was occupied. He wouldn't care. Dad also said that as long as he has great success in the state of mind immortal path. Sooner or later, the Liao family will be able to regain its glory. He also persuaded his grandson to stay in the Taoist temple. Cultivate the Mind Immortal Dao with him. ”

When the old prince Liao heard this, he immediately trembled with anger, and slapped the desk case: "Nonsense, it's just nonsense, is the matter of the palace a trivial matter? This local gang in Qingzhou City is the last resort for my Liao family to control." After losing the power of Qingzhou City, my Liao family will no longer have a piece of family territory.

The Fighting Dharma Conference he fiddled with had been going on for decades, and he hadn't seen any effect on his cultivation. Could it be that the Dharma Fighting Conference can bring my Liao family back to life? Now that my Liao family is at a critical juncture of life and death, there are only three monks left in the Liao family. Your father is the only mid-level Qi cultivation cultivator in our family, and he doesn't care about the danger of his family, and he is still obsessed with his state of mind immortal path!"

The young man didn't have much rejection of the Mood Immortal Dao, and couldn't help but speak: "Grandpa, that Mood Immortal Dao is also handed down by our Liao Clan's ancestors, and my father cultivates this Mood Immortal Dao, in fact, too." ”

"Shut up, you know what

Old Lord Liao didn't know why, and he was extremely disgusted with that state of mind immortal dao. Hearing the young man's justification for the Immortal Dao of Mood, he suddenly became furious and cut off the young man's words.

Li Zhong, the chief housekeeper of Liao Mansion, was waiting at the door of the study, and he couldn't help but sigh when he heard the anger that the old prince suddenly had.

He knew why the old prince hated this state of mind immortal path so much. When the old prince was a young monk in his twenties and thirties, he waited with him. At that time, the old prince was even more obsessed with this state of mind immortal path than the current prince who stayed in Qingyun Temple to cultivate his state of mind.

Qingzhou City's well-known Mood Immortal Dao Fighting Conference, if it weren't for the old prince and the prince's father and son behind the scenes, I am afraid that there would be no current grand occasion.

At the beginning, the old prince was also full of ambition, wanting to use this state of mind immortal path to revive the Liao family, so he abandoned the cultivation of the physical body

When I got old, I still didn't achieve anything, so I woke up and regretted it extremely

It's a pity that at this time, he has already missed the best cultivation period when he was young, and the old prince has only practiced the cultivation of the second layer of the qi stage so far. It is precisely because of this reason that the old prince hates this state of mind immortal path very much. thought that it was this state of mind immortal path that had mistaken his cultivation path. From the initial extreme obsession, to extreme disgust.

In the study, the young man was startled and didn't dare to say anything. Grandpa has a short temper and gets angry at every turn, but he doesn't dare to provoke grandpa.

Old Prince Liao took a few quick breaths, his blood was boiling, his face was red, and he sat on the sandalwood back chair and stopped for a long time before calming down.

"Cong'er, my cultivator in the Spiritual Mist Immortal Realm, since I created the Immortal Cultivation Dao, this immortal path has been extremely difficult, and I must accumulate vitality in the sun and moon, and only then can I achieve a small success. If this state of mind immortal path is really effective, then why did the ancestors establish it as the right path and instead focus on the cultivation of the physical body and the primordial spirit? Your father delusionally wants to rely on the cultivation of that ethereal state of mind to rapidly improve his strength, and that is to embark on an evil path. ”

Old Lord Liao's anger did not last long, he reprimanded his son for being obsessed with immortals, but he was not reprimanding himself for his obsession back then, raising his head and sighing. Pity him dignified Liao, the bloodline of the ancient monks who have survived to this day, has actually fallen to today's step. However, no matter what, he must keep his Liao family's bloodline inheritance.

"Cong'er, you take your mother, brother and sister, and other relatives out of the city to avoid trouble. There is a bad old man like me in this Qingzhou City, and the sky can't fall yet

The young man hurriedly said, "Grandpa, there are four loose cultivators in the Northern Twenty Gang, and you are left alone, not their opponent!"

"Grandpa's life is approaching, and he is already a dying man, and it is a pity to die. If your father can come back, he may be able to support this family business, but alas~. Now that grandpa is staying, with the deployment in the palace, it can be delayed for a while.

You go, it's still too late to go. After a while, the North Twenty Gang took control of the local gangs in Qingzhou City, and it was difficult for you to leave. After leaving Qingzhou City, find a small county town, settle the clansmen, and then you go to Xianyuan City, do a casual cultivation, go incognito, and concentrate on cultivation. Didn't the ancestors of our Liao family also start to build a huge family business from casual cultivation. It's not a big deal, it's a big deal for our Liao family to start all over again. ”

In the words of the old prince Liao, there was unspeakable loneliness. He also understood that after the decline of the family, it was not easy to start all over again! Maybe that day, the incense inheritance of his Liao family would be cut off. But even so, he had to desperately keep the only remaining incense.

"Grandpa, take care of your old man. ”

Young men are a bit cowardly, but not pedantic. In order for the family to survive, someone must sacrifice. With a depressed face, he kowtowed a few times to the old prince Liao, turned around and hurried out of the study, gathered the relatives of the Liao family, and prepared to evacuate Qingzhou City and go out to avoid trouble.

After an hour, the old prince Liao arranged the transfer of the clansmen, slowly returned to the hall of the palace, and summoned the high-level leaders of the gang. At this time, he had regained his red face, and he couldn't see the withered face he had before.

The bosses of the gangs suddenly lifted their spirits.

"As long as this king is still alive, he will never let the Northern Gang run rampant in Qingzhou City. ”

Old Prince Liao glanced at the high-level leaders of the gang in the hall, and his tone was cold.

"Qinghong Gang, Master Liu, you have set up spy posts inside and outside Qingzhou City, and report every move of the Northern Twenty Gang to this king at any time. ”

"Yes, I respect the old prince's orders!"

"Changqiu Gang, Master Liu, you lead people to the key places where the gangs in the city are at the helm, and there are soldiers and traps. Let the North Twenty Gang not know the movements of the local gangs, and attract them to disperse. ”

"Yes, I respect the old prince's orders!"

"The Iron Palm Gang, the Great Sword Society, the Red Blood Hall, and the Iron Blood Alliance, you are all the most powerful gangs in the area of Qingzhou City, and you are gathering all the first-class masters and above, preparing to counterattack the strongholds of the North Twenty Gang in the city and drive them out of Qingzhou City!"

"Yes, I respect the old prince's orders!"

"Lao Li, you send a few people to the Qingzhou Mansion and the Qingzhou Guard, and if necessary, you can borrow the strength of the officials and officers and soldiers to interfere with and sabotage the actions of the Northern Gang. With the friendship between our Liao Wangfu and the government and the guard, they should be able to help with this favor. ”

"Yes, old lord. ”

Li Zhong nodded hurriedly.

The local gang bosses in Qingzhou couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Old Prince Liao had recovered his former spirit and made arrangements in an orderly manner. It seems that the old prince should be strong and strong, and the majesty is still the same. As long as there is this pillar, they will have a bottom in their hearts.