As soon as this statement came out, not to mention the four great Dharma kings, even Murong Fu was shocked: This is too much money to spend!
If it is just a title of deputy leader, it is not a big deal at all. It is okay to use it to coax ordinary believers. For the four great Dharma Kings and even the leaders of various altars, who are powerful figures in the Ming Cult, they respect you. , you are the deputy leader, if I don’t take you seriously, you are nothing.
But Yang Potian made it clear that this deputy leader was actually able to command top figures of the Ming Cult such as the Four Dharma Kings and the Second Envoy of Light.
Moreover, doing so involves taking great risks. Looking at China and even the world, the relationship between the first-in-command and the second-in-command is always an extremely delicate topic, and in the end the outcome of the two is often not good.
Are you really not afraid of being ignored by doing this?
"The conditions proposed by Master Yang are too generous, and Murong Fu can't believe it!"
Murong Fu shook his head and smiled.
"That's right, my words are unfounded, but I still need to come up with something practical to show my sincerity. Since the young master doesn't believe me, then if I give this thing to the young master for safekeeping, will Mr. Murong still doubt my sincerity?"
Yang Potian said, flipping his hand, a strange-shaped token appeared in his hand.
Under the faint moonlight, I could see that the token was about two feet long. It was completely black and its material could not be seen. It was shaped like an arrow with many patterns carved on it. It seemed to be transparent. There was a vague flame flying in the token, which was very disturbing. You'll know something extraordinary just by looking at it.
"Holy Fire Order!"
Murong Fu exclaimed.
Yang Potian smiled and said: "Since Mr. Murong recognizes this object, it saves Yang a lot of words. I think Mr. Murong also knows the status of this object in our sect. Holding the Holy Fire Order, if Mingzun comes in person, it is the leader of the sect who is in the Holy Fire Order You have to be polite in front of me. If I give this thing to the young master for safekeeping, will the young master still doubt my sincerity?"
"Teacher! No, this is a sacred object of our religion. How can we hand it over to outsiders so casually? I hope the leader will think twice!"
Seeing that Yang Potian wanted to hand over the Holy Fire Order to Murong Fu, the four Dharma Kings knelt down and begged Yang Potian to change his mind.
Yang Potian waved his hand and said: "Mr. Murong is not an outsider, but the new deputy leader of our Ming Cult!"
Under the moonlight, the flames on the arrows came to life. For a moment, the flames seemed to suddenly come alive. The beating flames danced with the wind, teasing the deepest desires in people's hearts.
"Okay, since the leader is so sincere, the Murong family will advance and retreat together with the Ming Cult from today on!"
Murong Fu bowed his head and took the token symbolizing power in the astonished eyes of the four Dharma Kings.
Yang Potian laughed: "Okay, the deputy leader is really refreshing. So from today on, Mingjiao and Gusu Murong share weal and woe! For the great cause of the future, Eagle King and Dragon King, you two will accompany the young master from today on to help Young Master, no violation is allowed!"
"Respect the orders of the leader!"
As soon as Yang Potian finished speaking, two of the four Dharma Kings came out and bowed to Yang Potian and Murong Fu respectively, and then came to Murong Fu's side.
"I hope you will give me more advice from now on!"
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The two of you are pretty good at martial arts. I feel relieved to have you here to help!"
Murong Fu smiled and helped the two of them up, while casting a meaningful look at Yang Potian.
"Well, it's getting late tonight. Murong Fu will take his leave first and ask the master to help himself!"
Murong Fu handed over his hands, turned around and left. Behind him, the two Dharma kings hurriedly followed.
Yang Potian watched Murong Fu's figure getting further and further away, always smiling, and his expression relaxed only when he was completely out of sight.
"Master! Is this really feasible? You even gave the Holy Fire Token and other sacred objects to Murong Fu. What will happen if this person does not obey your control in the future?"
Yang Potian sneered: "Holy object? It depends on whose hands it is!"
"Lion King, I know what you are worried about. Frankly speaking, this man's martial arts are too high and his background is not simple. He will definitely have unlimited potential in the future. But if our Mingjiao wants to flourish, we need the help of such a person. We
We have been dormant in the yellow sands of the Western Regions for too long. We, the Ming Cult, also want to walk in the world in an upright manner like the other sects in the Central Plains!"
"Even if one day I grow old and the power within the sect is in the hands of Murong Fu, he can only lead his followers to establish themselves in the martial arts world of the Central Plains as the leader of the Ming Cult. So what?"
Yang Potian smiled carelessly.
Of course Murong Fu didn't know Yang Potian's inner thoughts. If he had known, he might have told him a story about a man named Zhu Yuanzhang.
At this time, Murong Fu was coming down the mountain with the two Dharma kings, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"By the way, what do you call the two Dharma Kings?"
Murong Fu turned back to look at the two Mingjiao masters following him.
One of them is tall. Although he is older, his majesty has not diminished. At first glance, he has a bit of the heroic aura of Qiao Feng. The other is the other extreme, with a skinny and slender figure, and a pair of
The dry palms are extremely broad, and it seems that the palm skills are quite good.
"Deputy leader, my subordinate is Li Fuwei, the purple-winged dragon king among the four dharma kings, and this is Feng Qiwu, the white-browed eagle king. From now on, the two of us will listen to the deputy leader's orders!"
The tall old man clasped his fists and introduced to Murong Fu very boldly.
Murong Fu said: "Very good, very good!" As he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart: It seems that he should not think about such an exotic beauty as Dai Qisi.
"You two don't have to follow me. I will stay in Runan for a while. When the time comes, you can come to Gusu to find me!"
Murong Fu waved his hand and wanted to send the two of them away.
The skinny old man Feng Qiwu wanted to speak, but the purple-winged dragon king Li Fuwei had already rushed ahead and agreed: "I respect the instructions of the deputy leader!"
After saying that, he bowed to Murong Fu and turned to leave. Feng Qiwu had no choice but to follow him.
"Didn't the leader ask us to follow Murong Fu? Brother, why did you allow him to leave just like that?"
Feng Qiwu said dissatisfied.
Li Fuwei said: "The leader asked us to assist Murong Fu, not to spy on him. Don't you even see this?"
Feng Qiwu wanted to refute, but when he thought of Murong Fu's unpredictable movements, he couldn't help but shudder. Indeed, it would be easy for Murong Fu to kill them both. Surveillance? Are you kidding me?
"Brother, do you mean that the leader really wants to train Murong Fu as his successor?"
Li Fuwei smiled faintly, glanced at his second brother, who had no loyalty but no eyesight, stopped talking, and walked towards the city on his own.
"Oh, brother, wait for me!"
Feng Qiwu quickly followed behind.
Watching the two people retreating, Murong Fu gently rubbed the Holy Fire Token in his hand and sighed at the wonder of the world: In just one night, he first turned the second most evil person in the world into a good person who did good deeds and accumulated good deeds.
Inexplicably, he became the deputy leader of the Ming Cult.
If Murong Bo knew this kind of treatment, how would he feel?
At this time, there is a Zen room somewhere in Shaolin.
Xuanci read the letter in his hand over and over again, with mixed emotions, and finally sighed: "What an injustice, what an injustice. For the sake of the safety of my martial arts community in the Central Plains, I can only do this evil person again!"
"Hey, old friend, I've said before that a woman's kindness is not advisable! How about it, have you finally made up your mind?"
The figure in the darkness sneered.
Xuanci said: "I originally hoped that this person could be influenced by my Central Plains ethics and wash away his barbarian nature. I didn't expect that he would still be so ambitious. It seems that the Khitans are Khitans after all!"
After that, Xuanci wrote furiously in the secret room by the light, wrote a letter, and then handed it to the gray-robed monk in front of him.
"This matter is of great importance, so I'd like to trouble you to make a few more trips and deliver these letters into the hands of these people!" Xuanci finished writing, sealed the letter, and handed it into the hands of the person in front of him - Murong Bo.
Murong Bo chuckled: "Of course I will serve Master Abbot. Don't worry, old friend, there will be good news soon!"