Zhuoping said in a deep voice: "Elders, elders, this is the result of our investment this time. Junior Brother Zhu and I will roll the names together, and Junior Brother Jing will be responsible for recording."
"Okay." Jing Mingchuan agreed readily.
In this way, you can watch with your eyes wide open to prevent them from cheating.
Although it is said that the Supreme Elders would not do such a despicable thing, when it comes to the position of the leader, they are really not sure, so they should be careful.
Everyone started to take action.
Zhu Qingfeng picked up a bamboo stick and sang "Leng Feiqiong", then put it aside, picked up another bamboo stick, and read out the three words "Leng Feiqiong", followed by the third stick.
As he recited each name, Zhu Qingfeng's face became more and more ugly, while Jing Mingchuan, who was responsible for recording, had the same expression, and looked up from time to time to look at the elders and the Supreme Elders.
Leng Feiqiong, who was sitting in the main seat, shook his head and sighed.
"Why did the master sigh?" Zhuo Ping asked.
Leng Feiqiong sighed: "I am ashamed."
"Why?" Zhuo Ping was puzzled.
Leng Feiqiong said: "I have no way to control my subordinates, and I haven't been able to train anyone who can take on a big responsibility."
Her name is all written on these bamboo chips, and there is no one else. This is really outrageous.
It seemed to her that there must be some objection to her coming back.
But looking at these investors, none of them were against her. Her name was all on them, and she couldn't help but wonder if they were committing fraud, and she couldn't help but cast her eyes on a few Supreme Elders.
The old man sitting at the top has a round face and a smile like that of Maitreya Buddha. He is so kind and warm that people can't help but feel close to him. However, he is the famous killing god in the martial arts world.
He noticed Leng Feiqiong's eyes and said helplessly: "Master, if we really cheat, we won't end up like this. We have to be fictitious and true, right?"
"Am I so popular?" Leng Feiqiong smiled and shook her head: "I'm flattered!"
Zhuoping said in a deep voice: "The leader, there should be many factors. Some people may not object to you as the leader, but considering that there is really no one in the sect who can take the lead, I have no choice but to choose you, or some people think it doesn't matter.
Or some people think it’s impossible anyway, or some people may want to satirize the current situation.”
"Well..." Leng Feiqiong tilted her head, thought for a while, and nodded: "That makes sense."
Zhu Qingfeng sneered and continued to roll call, but the name that was sung was still Leng Feiqiong's name, and no one else's name was sung.
He felt very strange.
It stands to reason that the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect belong to different sects. No matter how difficult it is, you can still write down the top masters of your own sect to express an attitude, even if you know that you will not be selected.
But these guys just didn't do that. They didn't choose the strongest person of their own lineage, instead they just stared at Leng Feiqiong and wrote.
As Brother Zhuo said, many of them did not really want to choose Leng Feiqiong, but they wrote Leng Feiqiong out of disappointment, sarcasm, or to express anger.
But the result was Leng Feiqiong's reset.
If they knew their choice would have such an impact, would they still choose it?
Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "Several elders, elders, I think we should choose again!"
"Everyone should know that if we really choose Concubine Leng, Concubine Leng will really become our leader!" Zhu Qingfeng said: "When they wrote down this name, they didn't think that Concubine Leng would really come back, they just thought that Concubine Leng would really come back.
An outlet!”
"Giggle, giggle..." Leng Feiqiong suddenly burst into laughter.
Zhu Qingfeng stared at her coldly: "Concubine Leng, do you dare to re-elect me?"
Leng Feiqiong sighed: "Elder Zhu, the longer you live, the better you will go back!"
Zhu Qingfeng hummed and said nothing.
He also felt that his actions were very unqualified and unbecoming of an elder, but when it came to the life and death of the Tianhai Sword Sect, there was no harm in being despicable and shameless.
Leng Feiqiong looked at the others.
Jing Mingchuan lowered his head and said nothing.
Although he was not satisfied with the result and did not want Leng Feiqiong to return to the position of leader, rules were rules. Otherwise, Tianhai Sword Sect would have been in chaos long ago. Without rules, it would be difficult to achieve success.
Leng Feiqiong said lightly: "Let's do this. Ten days later, we will be elected again. If I am not elected that time, then I will take the initiative to resign from the position of the leader. How about it?"
"Master!" Zhuo Ping was anxious.
This approach is unwise.
Taking advantage of the time difference when everyone didn't know she was coming back, everyone opened their hearts and chose her. Once she was re-elected, the result was doomed and she would definitely lose.
Do you want to leave the position of leader of Tianhai Sword Sect again?
That would be a great humiliation to Leng Feiqiong, and it would also be a great humiliation to the leader of the Tianhai Sword Sect. I am afraid that the whole world will laugh at the Tianhai Sword Sect. How can the majesty of the Tianhai Sword Sect exist?
Leng Feiqiong said: "If I can't bring them back in ten days, I'm not worthy of being the leader!"
"Okay!" Zhu Qingfeng said hurriedly.
The round-faced Supreme Elder shook his head and said, "What nonsense."
His smiling face turned serious, and he stared at Zhu Qingfeng coldly: "How can the leader of the Tianhai Sword Sect be so playful? We have already deposed Zhao Qianjun as the leader, which is equivalent to weakening the majesty of the leader. If we do this again,
If it comes out, will it really become a joke? Not only will everyone in the world laugh, but we Tianhai Sword Sect disciples will also lose the trust and respect of the master."
He hummed: "If something like this happens, we will be the sinners of the Tianhai Sword Sect!"
"But..." Zhu Qingfeng said hurriedly.
He didn't think much about it, he simply didn't want Leng Feiqiong to be the leader. He felt that Leng Feiqiong being the leader would be a big joke. The whole world would laugh at the Tianhai Sword Sect because no one could use it.
"Follow the rules!" the round-faced old man said solemnly.
Jing Mingchuan fell silent.
Leng Feiqiong smiled and said: "Just as I said, I just want to choose again to see if they choose me!"
Zhuo Ping said: "Master, if they don't choose, but they choose you, wouldn't it be a joke?"
Leng Feiqiong nodded lightly: "Then I really have no shame in staying in the position of leader."
She waved her hand and said calmly: "I have made up my mind, there is no need to persuade me anymore."
Zhuoping opened his mouth helplessly but could not speak. He looked at the nine supreme elders.
But the nine supreme elders also turned away their gazes, lacking the courage and courage to confront Leng Feiqiong.
Xu Qingluo and the other four were dumbfounded.
I never expected that Leng Feiqiong would have such great power in the Tianhai Sword Sect. He was already a man of his word and no one could stop him.
After a while, another purple lacquer box was brought in, and it was opened with nine keys. The name on the bamboo chip inside continued to be read out, and then another one.
In the end, all nine purple lacquer boxes were read, and the final results were calculated. Except for the twenty-two blank bamboo chips, everyone else chose Leng Feiqiong, so Leng Feiqiong became the leader.
Leng Feiqiong was very indifferent to this result and said: "Since I am the leader, let's call all the disciples to come outside the main hall to meet with Elder Jing and Elder Zhu to pass on the order."
"...Yes." The two of them clasped their fists helplessly.