Then, Xingjun built another larger temple in another place.

Therefore, 90% of the monks in the imperial temple moved away, leaving only a small number of people to take care of their daily life.

At first, some outer disciples liked the purity here and set the place where they gathered.

Over time, more outer disciples arrived in a crowd.

Over time, the imperial temple became their favorite gathering place.

They all like to talk about the big talk here before the midnight curfew every day.

Before entering the imperial temple, Huang Long repeatedly reminded—

"In our current status, it is best to talk less, just watch, just listen, so as not to say too much, reveal flaws and cause trouble."

Xibei goods are Xibei goods, and they will be exposed at any time if they are not guaranteed.

Therefore, Qi Yue suggested that both sides act separately and two people in a group.

If something really happens, the other group can also take care of it secretly.

In order to show sincerity, Ling Luoyu took the initiative to form a group with Huang Long, while Feng Chenglin and Qi Yue suddenly looked at each other, both of which were accusations.

Although neither of them like each other very much, the rules here also express cooperation.

"There are curfews in the places where the outer disciples live, so we must not spend more time in the imperial temple than in the middle of the year... If we cannot take off our bodies, we must take off the outer disciple's robes to avoid causing more trouble!"

The four of them agreed on the time and place of the meeting. Ling Luoyu and Huang Long entered through the front door, while the other two walked through the back door of the Imperial Temple.

As an outer disciple, Huang Long is much older and has attracted many ideas along the way.

Huang Long had no choice but to lower his head and move forward: "As of my age, after being brought in, he basically accompanied the fire pigs to hunt, and he rarely became an outer disciple!"

When a person reaches his age, no matter how good his talent is, he will lose the opportunity to practice.

Therefore, for ordinary sect selection, no one will choose older people.

Unless you have special talents, you can get the favor of Star Lord.

The two entered the hall of the Imperial Temple, where there were tables and chairs, and tea and snacks were placed.

Huang Long hadn't eaten these things for a long time, so he pulled Ling Luoyu and rubbed it on a table, pulled two plates of pastries in front of him, filling his mouth with his mouth.

"You eat too..."

He was polite and polite, but Ling Luoyu looked around alertly and lowered his voice.

"You are more subtle, normal foreign disciples, how can you eat like you?"

Those who are reincarnated by starving ghosts will not be so voracious.

After two plates of snacks, Huang Long felt a little more comfortable and hiced his heart.

"Don't worry, the current outer disciples are basically still in the training ground... They will only come over after dinner... just like a pastime after dinner!"

While no one was paying attention, Huang Long brought the pastry on the next table and put it in a pampered manner.

Not long after, Feng Chenglin and Qi Yue came over from behind.

After exchanging a look with Ling Luoyu, the two sat down in another corner.

Like Huang Long, Qi Yue swept away all the pastries on the table without hesitation.

And it was like a match with Huang Long, and the tea and pastries on other tables were eliminated.

Taking advantage of the two of them having fun, Feng Chenglin winked at Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu understood and stood up calmly, pretending to be a visit, and walked towards the corner.

Feng Chenglin then also held pastries and tea, held his head up to admire the murals on the wall, and rubbed against Ling Luoyu.
Chapter completed!