It would be fine if Tang Yu didn't say this, but when he said this, Qiu Xin's face once again showed a regretful expression.

After hesitating for a while, he raised his head, looked at Tang Yu pitifully, and said, "Brother Tang, I wonder if I still have a chance to follow you?"

"What do you think?" Tang Yu glanced at Qiuxin, then asked curiously without waiting for Qiuxin to respond, "Why, you are the elder of the Buddhist Palace now. Do you think you don't have the life you want in the Buddhist Palace?"

"I just realized now that the Fan Palace is even worse than when our Fanluo tribe was in the human realm?" Qiu Xin sighed.

"I have always been full of red eyes when I look down on Master Hun Hui, and now I am even more ready to turn against important providers like Fo Xinzhu. You can tell me that it is not easy? How is this possible?" Tang Yu widened his eyes and asked curiously.

A trace of resentment flashed across Qiuxin's face and snorted: "Of course they are better. They are all high-ranking members of the Brahma Palace, and I and my tribes are all the people at the bottom of the Brahma Palace. Can you believe that the millions of our Brahma tribes are not considered official disciples of the Brahma Palace now, he..."

"Wait first, if you want you not to complain about the millions of disciples of the Fanluo clan, who are not considered formal disciples of the Fan Palace!" Tang Yu said in surprise.

"Isn't that supposed?" Qiu Xin snorted twice, and without waiting for Tang Yu to speak, he said quickly: "You can't imagine how different the informal disciples are from the official disciples. Although the people of the Fanluo clan really get more resources from the region than the human domain, we still have to pay them over! The rest are just barely surviving."

Speaking of this, Qiuxin's expression had almost deformed. It was obvious that he had a deep resentment towards the Brahma Palace.

Tang Yu couldn't help but wiped his forehead, and there was no cold sweat at all, and said tremblingly: "Master Qiuxin, there is actually something I don't know if it should be said or not."

"you say!"

The moment Tang Yu finished speaking, Qiuxin opened his mouth, which also made Tangyu breathe a sigh of relief. He was afraid that he would hear the catchphrase he often said from Qiuxin's mouth, "If you don't say it, don't say it", so Qiuxin did not do this.

"You should have misunderstood Master Kong Hui." Tang Yu said seriously.

"I misunderstood him?" Qiu Xin was stunned for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Brother Tang, I am not asking you to comfort me now!"

Tang Yu waved his hand, and did not listen to Qiuxin's cry, saying, "If you have the heart, you may be able to find that there are less than one million formal disciples in the Brahma Palace."

"It seems... it's really like this." Tang Yu was just talking casually, and he had no hope of Qiuxin really knowing the situation now, but he didn't expect that Qiuxin really noticed this problem.

"Do you know that the number of official disciples of the other four major forces is actually not more than one million?" Tang Yu said with his eyes narrowed.

At the same time, he couldn't help but glance at Haiya. He shouldn't know such a secret, the senior executive of the Demon Refining City!

Just like what Tang Yu secretly guessed in his heart, Haiya really didn't know about this situation.

When she heard Tang Yu's words, her little mouth opened instantly, enough to stuff an adult's fist, let alone that.

Even if Haiya is not using her original appearance now, if a woman does this kind of behavior, as long as it is not so ugly that it makes people feel disgusting and vomiting at a glance, it will probably give birth to a different style.

Even if Haiya changed her face, her appearance could not be called ugly. She also had a cute charm, otherwise she would not have attracted so many people's attention in the small city outside the Buddhist Palace before.

So it was even more tempting that she showed such an expression.

"Brother Tang, what's going on?" Qiuxin asked impatiently.

Tang Yu reluctantly took it back from Haiya's face without hesitation, and continued: "This is a hidden rule of the five major forces. No formal disciples under his jurisdiction can exceed one million, otherwise they will be besieged by the other four major forces. Your disciples of the Fanluo clan are all forced to be brought up from the human realm by me. Their strength is quite inconspicuous in the region. Do you think it is really possible for them to become formal disciples of the Fan Palace?"

"Wouldn't that mean that it is impossible for us disciples of the Fanluo tribe to become formal disciples of the Fan Palace?" Qiu Xin was stunned for a long time before crying and asked in great distress.

"It can be said that." Tang Yu glanced at Qiuxin with a pitiful look, because he didn't realize that such a thing would happen at the beginning.

However, when I thought of Qiuxin taking away the disciples of the Fanluo clan, I took the opportunity to take away the disciples of his Xia family. Now that he is even unable to meet him, Tang Yu's pity has become gloating again, and I feel that Qiuxin deserves it.

"Brother Tang, I really want to hang out with you!" After Qiu Xin finished crying, he straightened his face and said seriously.

"You still want to hang out with me?" Tang Yu suddenly became depressed.

"Yes! Anyway, staying in the Buddhist Palace is also a fate of cannon fodder and helping them collect resources. It's better to leave here by ourselves. I don't believe it. Millions of our tribesmen can still not survive in this huge area!" Qiuxin snorted.

Tang Yu shook his head, obviously unwilling to agree to the request of Quxin. He said, "If you really think so, then I can only tell you that you are a big mistake!"

"Why?" Qiuxin asked in confusion.

"I'll ask, how many powerful people in your Fanluo clan have the eighth level of cultivation or above?" Tang Yu said.

"There are less than a hundred people!" Qiu Xin's face suddenly showed a look of embarrassment.

"Do you want to use a hundred people to protect millions of other tribes? Do you think this is possible? And I also want to tell you that in the region, if there are no strong people with mid- and late stages of the Ninth Realm of the Middle God, even if there are millions of tribes, your fate will be very miserable. No, it's not that I want to tell you, but that you should understand this matter!"

As he said that, Tang Yu reached out and patted Qiuxin's shoulder, and said in a bitter tone: "Master Qiuxin, this is the region, not the human domain of the past! If you don't have some strength, it is really unrealistic to want to venture here. Human life is really like an ant here. There are millions of people in the Fanluo clan, and any strong man in the Nine Realm of the Middle God will probably be able to destroy him!"

Tang Yu's words made Qiuxin's expression turn extremely pale in an instant.

He had realized that Tang Yu's words were all true, but he really could not accept them. The high-level officials of the Fan Palace regarded their Fanluo clan as cannon fodder and the servants who collected resources.

"But Brother Tang, this matter is not my final say. Even if I understand these situations, my tribe members may not be able to understand these situations!" Qiu Xin said helplessly.

"If your tribe members don't understand, then you can tell them clearly. If you really can't explain it clearly, you are thinking of other ways. Unless you want to watch them die one after another from front of you." Tang Yu shrugged, with a look of my carefree expression, and then Tang Yu added: "Of course, it may not be dead one by one, but death one by one. Even a group of people die together is possible."
Chapter completed!