Huang Yueling immediately stayed in the villa. She called Chen Yanyan and Zhu Binglan respectively. The two women, who were in a forced marriage, naturally agreed and they would go directly to Zhang Jun's base in the northwest to wait for news.
When Zhang Jun visited major cultivation families, the Holy Cult was not idle either. Yang Tiangan was imprisoned by Madam Yurong due to his unauthorized actions, and was not allowed to leave the room without her permission. Xiang Bodhi and Shi Wuchen were also punished
He shouted, if they were not all seriously injured, they would also be punished.
After Mrs. Yurong punished the relevant personnel, she immediately mobilized experts from outside to strengthen the power of the Holy Cult in Lishan. At the same time, she also strengthened her contacts with major aristocratic families and agreed on a common advance and retreat strategy.
Time flies, and the day set by everyone to discuss and elect a leader has arrived. On this day, three to four hundred people appeared in the Lido Square in the center of the Lidu Villa. They came from dozens of forces. Among them, the Holy Sect and Longhu Mountain were the most eye-catching.
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As for the Holy Cult, a woman in her twenties with a charming appearance stood in the center. To her left and right were two half-step magical powers. Behind her, stood four powerful masters, all of whom were created by the Holy Cult.
"God", possessing combat power that rivals those with half-step magical powers.
Yang Tianji and Yang Tiangan are also on the left and right, and they are also accompanied by a large number of true power level masters. Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that the Holy Cult is the most powerful of all forces, and no one else can compete with it.
In addition to their strong strength, there are also ten forces supporting the Holy Religion. They all stand near the Holy Religion, as if the stars are holding the moon.
Although there are not so many masters in Longhu Mountain, the twelve Destroyers are all holding laser weapons, and the formation is hair-raising. All the major families have heard of Zhang Jun's evil reputation, and it is said that several ancient inheritances have been passed down by him.
Even Xiang Bodhi, who was at the half-step magical level, couldn't do anything to defeat him last time.
Hua Buyi and Bai Xuan were both standing on the left, and Zhang Jun and Xiao Longnu were on the right. They were smiling, talking in low voices, waiting for the election meeting to begin. Other cultivation families also found places to stay, and some
The smaller forces are standing closer to each other, which means they are in an alliance.
Few people noticed that a tall, thick-set, black-faced boy was mixed in the crowd. The boy had a depressed expression on his face, muttering something unknown, and his eyes glanced at the people present from time to time, as if he was looking at an idiot.
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But he couldn't hide it from Zhang Jun's eyes. When he approached, Zhang Jun stepped forward and greeted him: "Brother, you look unfamiliar. I wonder which family you are from?"
The young man rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It's none of your business!"
Zhang Jun was not angry and said: "Brother, I don't think you come from a famous family. This place has been uneasy recently, so you should leave."
The young man was happy. He looked at Zhang Jun and said, "Do you like to meddle in other people's business?"
Zhang Jun shrugged his shoulders. He didn't want to say more because the other party didn't know what he was doing. He walked back to where he was standing. Unexpectedly, the young man followed him and asked with a smile: "Is your name Zhang Jun?"
Zhang Jun looked at him sideways and said nothing.
The young man sighed and said, "It seems that's it. Let me tell you, in fact, I don't like you very much. I have a temper, and I will never be friends with anyone who doesn't like me."
Zhang Jun laughed angrily and asked, "We just met for the first time. We don't seem to be friends, right?"
The young man made a sad face: "But someone insists on letting me be friends with you. What do you think I should do?"
Zhang Jun felt that he had encountered a lunatic, so he turned away and simply ignored him. The young man became angry and said angrily: "Do you not believe what I say? Do you think I am a lunatic?"
Bai Xuan on the side couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out laughing. Now the boy was even angrier, glaring at Bai Xuan and said: "Boy, it's not a big deal to have an eye under your armpit. Be careful, I'll blind you."
When he said this, several people were surprised. Bai Xuan widened his eyes and asked, "How do you know?"
Zhang Jun also turned around and stared coldly at the black-faced boy.
The black-faced boy had a proud expression on his face and said, "I know a lot." After saying that, he pointed to his left eye. Zhang Jun understood that what he meant was, I know you have the Buddha's eye relic.
He had no choice but to walk over again and asked politely: "Brother, who are you? What is the purpose of coming here?"
"I can't tell you who I am. I've already told you my purpose, which is to be friends with you." The black-faced boy said angrily, "But you know, I really don't like you."
Seeing the other person talking about his master like that again, Bai Xuan immediately said angrily: "Boy, I don't like you either!"
"Go away, you have no place to speak here." The black-faced boy glared at Bai Xuan, like an elder scolding a junior.
Bai Xuan was about to have an attack, but Zhang Jun stopped him with his eyes. He smiled slightly and said, "Brother, why do you dislike me?"
The black-faced boy smiled "hehe" and said: "My old man has always been harsh to me, either beating or scolding me, but he favors you. This time he asked me to come over to help you. Do you think I can please you?"
Although Zhang Jun didn't know who the old man was, he roughly understood what he meant and couldn't help but smile bitterly, not knowing what to say.
The black-faced boy continued: "But the old man has an order. Although I don't like you, I still have to help you."
Zhang Jun asked strangely: "What can you help me with?"
"Become the first person with magical powers." The black-faced boy said with a serious expression, "Become a leader in the world of secular practice."
Zhang Jun was startled. This man had such a loud voice. Could it be that he was really crazy? But he looked at it again and again and felt that it didn't look like it, so he asked, "How can I help?"
"You'll figure it out gradually." The black-faced boy was very confident.
Zhang Jun was noncommittal. He went his own way and didn't care much about others, so he smiled slightly and said, "Thank you very much."
The black-faced boy showed an expression of surprise and said, "You can keep your composure. It's not bad. I think you are a bit pleasing to my eye." Then he introduced himself, "I look dark, and my family calls me Hachiro.
You can call me Hei Hachiro."
Black Eight? Zhang Jun was stunned, but then he understood. If the guy in front of him was hugged into a ball, wouldn't it be an enlarged version of "Black Work"?
The appearance of the black-faced boy did not attract much attention from other forces, and the election meeting began as scheduled. The people presiding over the meeting were a few old men with white beards and hair. One of them cleared his throat, and everyone immediately fell silent.
Then the old man spoke, his voice was silent, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
"Everyone, the Qin family has acted rebelliously, and both humans and gods are angry. Today, all our families have gathered together, with the purpose of annihilating the Qin family and returning the world to a peaceful world with a bright and prosperous world. But as the saying goes, a snake cannot move without a head, and a bird cannot fly without wings.
There are so many of us together, and if there is no leader, we will be scattered, and it will be difficult to pose a fatal threat to the Qin family. Here, I suggest that everyone recommend a few highly respected people to lead us to attack the Qin family!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone agreed and expressed their willingness to recommend such people.
The second old man nodded and said: "Since everyone agrees, let's discuss how many leaders should be recommended?"
Someone said: "I think it's better to recommend someone. That way the order will be more efficient."
Someone immediately objected: "If you only recommend one person, what if he is killed by the Qin family? Moreover, the power is too concentrated for one person. Maybe that person will use the public for personal gain. Several more people should be selected."
"It's not good to have fewer people, but there are also disadvantages to having too many people. I think it's best to choose three people, so there's no more and no less. It's just right."
Everyone was talking and holding their own opinions, and for a long time they could not come up with a result. At this time, Yang Tianji came out and said coldly: "I think one leader is enough. Have any of you seen a two-headed snake with three heads?"
Snake? Even if there is one, a snake like that won't live long."
As soon as he opened his mouth, most people did not dare to speak, because no one wanted to offend the Holy Cult. As soon as Zhang Jun saw that something was wrong, if he did not step forward, the situation would be controlled by Yang Tianji.
"Whether it's one person or not, you don't have the final say. You have to listen to what everyone wants." Zhang Jun said loudly. He slowly walked out of the crowd and stood in the center, facing Yang Tianji face to face.
Yang Tianji's eyes were cold and he said contemptuously: "Who are you, and you are qualified to talk to this Holy Son?"
Zhang Jun smiled "hehe": "I am Zhang Jun, I just taught your holy master Shi Wuchen a lesson a few days ago, and you have forgotten it so quickly?"
"Huh!" Yang Tianji turned his face, "A little person like you has no right to talk to me, stand down!"
"Stop putting gold on your face!" Bai Xuan said loudly, "Who do you think you are! Let your mother speak out!"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard this. Yang Tianji's face was livid and he stared at Bai Xuan with murderous intent. The latter showed no fear and instead gave him a middle finger.
Zhang Jun coughed and said, "Yang Tianji, you really can't be a master, so you should let your mother come out."
Mrs. Yurong is the concubine of the Holy Lord, and she is also the elder of Yang Tianji in terms of ethics. However, he never admits this. In normal times, he only calls her "Madam" and never "Mother". When someone calls her out, her face changes.
I couldn't hold on anymore, I just wanted to go up and kill the opponent.
"That's enough!" He said solemnly, "Zhang Jun, there is only one leader, and it can only be someone from our holy religion!"
"The Holy Religion is quite overbearing. If you want to be a family, it represents the will of everyone. Does that mean that all the benefits after wiping out the Qin family belong to your Holy Religion? Your Holy Religion will even annex our major families one by one?"
These words were so harsh that Yang Tianji had no choice but to deny them verbally and said angrily: "Our Holy Cult does this with the overall situation in mind and carries morality on our shoulders. In terms of strength and influence, the Holy Cult does its part."
"How shameless!" Zhang Jun sneered, "You obviously have only selfish motives, but you still say that you are so great. This is forcing people to spit out their last night's meal."
Yang Tianji was about to say something when a cold voice sounded from behind him: "Zhang Jun, there will be no good consequences for going against the Holy Cult. Think twice before you act."
Zhang Jun saw that it was the gorgeous woman who was speaking. He smiled slightly and said, "My dear, I understand."
This answer caused everyone to laugh again. Yang Tianji couldn't bear it anymore. He flicked his right index finger, and Shi Wuchen behind him suddenly moved. He bypassed everyone like lightning and was in front of Zhang Jun.