No wonder Mo Wen didn't think of it before, because he has always been a loner and has never been a leader, so his thinking when considering things is not comprehensive enough.
"Are you excited?"
Wang Yinru raised her lips and smiled, fearing that Mo Wen was not moved and would not take it seriously. Since he was moved, it would be easy to handle.
"I'm afraid it's not that easy, right?"
Mo Wen is indeed a little tempted, but he will not lose his mind. The Generous Sect has nothing to do with him, so why can he become the leader? And since the Generous Sect is a large sect, its power is definitely not small.
And as far as he knew, there was probably more than one ancient warrior with fetal breath realm in the Dafang Sect. How could he, an unknown boy like him, be allowed to become the leader?
"clever!"
Wang Yinru snapped her fingers and praised Mo Wenyan without hesitation. It was naturally not easy to be the head of the Generous Sect.
"Whether you can become the leader of the Dafang Sect depends on your ability. I can only give you a chance. But with your ability, it shouldn't be difficult to become the leader of the Dafang Sect. Don't worry, since I
I will definitely be sure if I find you."
Wang Yinru smiled and said, Mo Wen's ability is comparable to that of a master in the fetal breath realm, so there is almost no suspense in competing for the head of the Generous Sect.
"On me?"
Mo Wen glanced at Wang Yinru strangely. The Generous Sect was a master with the realm of fetal breath. If it was just an ancient warrior in the early stage of fetal breath, he could deal with it, but if it was an ancient warrior in the middle stage of fetal breath, then he would definitely not be a match.
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"Of course, they say you are young and frivolous. Why don't you have any confidence in yourself?"
Wang Yinru rolled her eyes at Mo Wen.
"You'd better make it clear, otherwise I won't mess around with you."
Mo Wen said lightly, the Dafang Sect is a large sect, how can it be so easy to seize the leader of a sect, and to seize the leader of another sect, you need at least a reasonable qualification, otherwise why would you be the leader.
"Are you still afraid that I will sell you out? Okay, sit down and listen to me slowly."
Wang Yinru pulled Mo Wen to sit on the ground. With a wave of her wrist, a stream of cold air floated, and two futons condensed with ice suddenly appeared on the snow. The two of them sat directly on the ice.
When she told her story, Wang Yinru was no longer as relaxed as before, and her tone was quite heavy.
It turns out that the matter is related to a secret of the Dafang faction, and it happened many years ago.
Hundreds of years ago, there were five founders of the Dafang Sect. At that time, all five of them were masters of the fetal breath realm. Their cultivation was astonishing, and they were all formidable masters in the ancient martial arts world.
Therefore, the five of them developed the Dafang sect into a large sect in a short period of time. Its power became more and more powerful, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years with many ups and downs.
Since five people created the Dafang Sect, there have always been five major families in the Dafang Sect, which are the descendants of the five founders of the sect. People from the five families account for half of the Dafang Sect, and have chosen to be the masters of the Dafang Sect in the past dynasties.
The sects are all selected from among the five major families.
The heads of the Dafang Sect, unlike other sects, are all held by young and strong sects. As for the older generation of ancient warriors, they concentrate on their training and ignore the secular affairs of the sect. The heads of the Dafang Sect in each generation will not exceed
Fifty years old.
Therefore, every few decades, the Dafang Sect will have a grand leader selection, but only the best from the five major families are eligible to participate in the selection. Among the young people from the five major families, the most outstanding person is
The new head of the Generous Faction.
After becoming the leader, the leader will be chosen again every twenty years.
However, one night eighteen years ago, an accident occurred in Dafang Sect. The new leader who had just become the leader died suddenly and suddenly. The sect that originally had five aristocratic families suddenly lost one, and now there is only one left.
Four, because of one aristocratic family, completely disappeared from the world.
The aristocratic family that completely disappeared was the family that was the head of the family for a few months and then died inexplicably.
"On that night nineteen years ago, one hundred and eighty-seven members of the Wang family, one of the five great families of the Dafang sect, died suddenly, leaving no one alive."
Wang Yinru took a deep breath, a look of hatred flashed in her eyes.
"A battle for power?"
Mo Wen looked at Wang Yinru, and under normal circumstances, there was a power struggle between the forces in the same sect, which would lead to murders.
Wang Yinru nodded silently. If it weren't for the power struggle, her family would not have been destroyed. The leader of the Dafang Sect back then was her eldest brother. Unfortunately, the eldest brother had only been the leader for a few months before he was assassinated.
, what followed was that the entire Wang family suffered a great disaster.
"I was not in the sect back then, so I escaped by luck. However, the mastermind behind the scenes did not give up chasing me. However, I was lucky. When I was desperate, I met a noble man who took me to Tianhua.
Serve as a deacon in the palace, so that you can escape the pursuit of the mastermind behind the scenes."
Recalling the past events, Wang Yinru's face became terrifyingly gloomy.
"Do you know who did it?" Mo Wen asked.
"Of course I know that the Jiang family is one of the five major families of the Dafang sect. In fact, the Dafang sect is now in the hands of the Jiang family. The other three families are just foils. If nothing else, this year's head selection will still be the same.
Someone from the Jiang family is in charge."
Regarding the situation of the Dafang Sect, Wang Yinru naturally knew very well. After that night, not only was their Wang family destroyed, but the other three aristocratic families, although they were not destroyed, also lost their rights in the sect.
"What do you mean, you hope that I can represent your Wang family, go to participate in the selection of the head, and win the position of the head?"
Mo Wen rolled his eyes, they were from the same sect, what kind of trouble could the two of them create?
Relating to what Wang Yinru said before and asking him to pretend to be her son, Mo Wen immediately guessed what she meant. People from the five families were eligible to participate in the so-called head selection, although the Wang family had already
The family was wiped out, and few people survived, but as long as Wang Yinru is still alive, the Wang family can be said to still exist.
However, with the two of them fighting against a family that controls the power of the sect, there is almost no chance of winning.
"Yes, as long as you can seize the position of leader of the Dafang Sect, then you will be the legitimate leader."
Wang Yinru nodded and said.
"Don't you think the feasibility of this matter is too low?" Mo Wen looked at Wang Yinru speechlessly. This woman took it too much for granted. If things were that simple, their Wang family would not have been wiped out back then. There was a person in charge.
The clansman who becomes the leader will still destroy the clan. Even if he can seize the position of leader, what is the use?
"Even if there is only a little bit of feasibility, I will not give up."
Wang Yinru clenched her fists tightly, committing murder and killing countless relatives in a pool of blood. How could she forget this sworn hatred? She almost dreamed of revenge.
"For you, if you put it harshly, you are seeking death."
Mo Wen poured cold water on Wang Yinru without being polite at all. There must be more than one expert in the realm of fetal breath among the generous faction. It seems that there are more than one. What kind of waves can the two of them create? If they run there stupidly, they are not seeking death. What is that?
He sighed a little in his heart. There was indeed a lot of right and wrong in the ancient martial arts world. There were grievances and hatreds. There were murders everywhere. If a group of people were not killed every day, it could not be called a martial arts world.
"If you're looking for death, you're looking for death."
Wang Yinru glared at Mo Wen fiercely: "Anyway, your ability is not afraid of the ancient warriors in the fetal breath realm. When the time comes, nothing can be done. You can just run away. I believe no one from the generous faction can stop you."
No matter what, she can't give up. She has been waiting for twenty years and does not want to wait any longer. Moreover, it is not that she has no chance of winning. She naturally has her reasons for choosing to take action during the election of the leader.
"I don't like doing meaningless things."
Mo Wen rolled his eyes. If he still does something he is not sure about, then what is it if it is not a waste of time?
"I can avenge you, so what you do is meaningless. Even if you don't become the head of the Generous Faction, I can also give you other rewards, such as contribution points. I have more; I can even
I’ll tell you the cultivation methods in the Ice Realm, I believe you should know how precious the Ice Realm is.”
Wang Yinru took a deep breath and stared at Mo Wenwen. She knew that she had to convince Mo Wen before this matter could continue to be implemented.
"Ice realm?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and said with some enthusiasm: "You can think about it."
He has personally seen the power of the ice field, which is comparable to the best martial arts. Moreover, the cold-attributed martial arts is exerted by his Taiyin Qi, so the power will inevitably be doubled.
"I can teach you the Ice Realm, so what are you thinking about? Do I have to sell me to you before you agree?"
Wang Yinru glared at Mo Wen fiercely. This little brat was so snobbish and snobbish. As if that wasn't enough, he was just a little bastard...
"Don't Jiang Zi, you don't even want to give it to me, but you still sell it to me..." Mo Wen heard this and waved his hands quickly, shaking his head hurriedly.
"You are trying to make me angry, right?"
Wang Yinru had a dark face and wished she could stuff Mo Wen's head into the toilet and smoke it for three days and three nights.
"How many masters of the Fetal Breath Realm are there in the Dafang Sect?" Mo Wen said with a righteous look on his face. As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you survive a hundred battles.
In fact, he just wanted to weigh whether it was worth the risk to go to the Generous Sect for the sake of Ice Realm. If there were not many masters in the Generous Sect, then it would be okay to go for a walk, but if there were too many masters, then he
I'm afraid he may not agree.
As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under dangerous walls. He always thought that he was a gentleman, and he was not willing to do risky things.
"Three of them are just at the early stage of fetal breath realm. They don't pose much of a threat to you."
Wang Yinru glanced at Mo Wen and said, how could she not see his thoughts? He is not old, but he is not willing to suffer at all. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come (.)
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