Hundreds of Taoist cultivators were talking in tears, all telling their stories to Liu Zhengyang.

In fact, hundreds of people tell their own stories together, and even if Liu Zhengyang has hundreds of ears, he can't hear them. The only information he can receive is that these monks lived a miserable life when they were practicing as lone guests and it was very difficult to obtain resources.

Moreover, being bullied is common.

Liu Zhengyang is not a fool, so he naturally knows what they are talking about.

The world of cultivation is ultimately a place where the strong prey on the weak and almost unreasonable.

A single monk is always weak when facing the power formed by monks.

Seeing that everyone was really pitiful, Liu Zhengyang also felt compassion and sighed: "I can fully understand your feelings. In fact, when facing super powerful forces, I have never tasted the taste of despair? But if you want to establish a new force in the central area, you will inevitably be beaten into a river of blood."

"How do you say it?" a Taoist cultivator asked in confusion.

Liu Zhengyang didn't know whether he was really stupid or fake, so he had to continue saying: "There are only so many resources in the central area. There is no place where there is no strong man involved. When we get in one foot, we are just touching someone else's cake. How can we not beat it?"

After glanced at everyone, Liu Zhengyang continued: "At that time, everyone here may die in battle."

"But if you don't help, they will sooner or later be killed in the cruel world of cultivation." Zhong Qinglei said.

The leader of Pan Sect also nodded and advised: "Mr. Zhong is right. If it weren't for the difficulty of survival, they wouldn't have risked joining the Dan Club. Even if it was just for the sake of possibility, they were willing to bet on their lives just to become stronger."

When the Taoist cultivators saw Zhong Qinglei and the Pan Sect leader support them, they also expressed their opinions.

"President Liu, we believe in you, you will definitely not let us die in battle easily."

"We all see how desperate you have to protect Senior Zhong Qinglei and the Sect Master Pan Sect. We know that you will definitely do your best to protect us. We are begging you."

"We just want to survive. As long as we can survive, even if you don't give us the resources to practice."

Liu Zhengyang was speechless.

They have already talked about this, what else can Liu Zhengyang do?

There is no one standing on his side now.

He can't watch these Taoist cultivators die, right?

Liu Zhengyang sighed and said as if he accepted his fate: "Since that's the case, then we will find a way to find a place to live and treat it as our alliance. It's not easy to find that kind of place. Before that, you want to live here."

Anyway, as long as the monk has sufficient spiritual energy, he can survive and he doesn't need to eat at all.

And in Liu Zhengyang's secret palace, it is impossible for the spiritual energy to be insufficient.

He has plenty of time to find the right place.

But before he started to look for it, the leader of Pan Sect stood up with a smile.

He said: "President Liu, I actually have a good place to provide you with."

"What?" Liu Zhengyang was shocked and looked at the leader of Panmen in surprise.

Although he has a close relationship with the Pan Sect Master, can Pan Sect Master really provide such a good place?
Chapter completed!