The person who called him seemed a little surprised.
The sect is still white, and most of the monks and disciples wear white clothes, and the higher the rank, the more exquisite the robes they wear.
For example, he was wearing a golden fire and white jade robe, with golden fire as the supplement and white jade occupying a large area. However, the person who spoke out was dressed in a black and red Taoist robe, and his hair was not tied in a traditional sect bun.
Yu Long cupped his hands and said, "Brother Wizard, if you have anything to do, don't rush now."
"I think this matter needs to be discussed at this time." Wu Rong squinted his eyes, smiled and looked at Yu Long who was about to move forward in the distance, and at the same time glanced at the Patriarch Hall in front of him.
The sect leader said that he would be enthroned in the Patriarch Hall, and they could wait.
Now that the sect leader has passed away, he doesn't need to say much about the situation in the Patriarch Hall.
Before coming, I heard that the sect wanted to talk to the master, so I turned away from them.
However, Wu Rong did not feel the master's aura of inspiration.
Maybe it was because of the isolation of the Patriarch Hall formation, but he had another idea in his mind.
Yu Long was stunned for a moment, then said: "Then please tell me, senior brother."
However, what Wu Rong said next still shocked Yu Long.
"I also want to enter the Patriarch Hall."
Looking at Wu Rong's serious expression, Yu Long's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, don't you know that the sect master said that only the next sect master is qualified to enter the ancestral hall after his death?
, Senior brother, please don’t make things difficult for me, otherwise you will hurt the brotherhood.”
"good!"
"Then I will compete to be the next sect leader." Wu Rong still had the same indifferent expression.
Staring at Yu Long calmly, no, maybe not at Yu Long, but at the Senran Ancestral Master Hall behind Yu Long.
Qiu Wandao frowned and said: "Brother Wizard, although you are a monk of our sect, you do not practice the sect's traditional sect. The next sect leader should not fall on you."
"There is a saying in the sect's system that all sect leaders must come from under the sect leader of Taiyi Sect. My uncle also agrees with this matter."
Wu Rong waved his hand and said: "There is no need to move out of our division."
"After today, I will go to Master to apologize, but I must enter the Patriarch Hall!"
"Presumptuous!" Qiu Wandao's aura burst out, and the strength of the Yuanying monk was fully revealed. He glared at Wu Rong like an angry old lion.
Jin Ao Zhenjun on the side smiled and smoothed things over.
"Don't get angry, fellow Taoist enemies. The two ancestors founded the sect in the past, and the wizard and Taoist friends are direct lineages after all. Even if they are not from this lineage, they are still qualified to compete. Besides, even if they enter the ancestral hall together, there will definitely be other tests.
At that time, Fellow Daoist Yu will definitely have the advantage."
Qiu Wandao looked at True Lord Jin Ao in surprise and narrowed his eyes slightly.
My heart skipped a beat.
Looking at today's posture, it seems that Wu Rong has already been coordinating the layout.
The enshrinement of the Nascent Soul was said to smooth things over, but the implication behind the words was to send Wu Rong into the Ancestral Master Hall. Qiu Wandao originally wanted to make a move, but after much thought he held back.
Wu Rong said: "I'll take a step back. I won't compete for the position of the sect leader. I just want to enter the ancestral hall. The sect leader is still Junior Brother Yu." He said and bowed his hands.
"this……"
Qiu Wandao was silent for a moment, then looked at Yu Long.
Yu Long's complexion has completely changed.
Of course he knows what is inside the Patriarch Hall.
That is the confidence to become the sect leader and the foundation of the sect.
Once this treasure falls into the hands of Wu Rong, even if he becomes the sect leader, he will be just a puppet sect leader and not the strongest monk at all. And that is a treasure that even the Lord Transformation God wants to get.
Then look at Wu Rong's expression.
It's hard not to wonder whether Wu Rong himself knew what was inside, so he was so persistent.
He even asked Zhenjun Jin Ao and others to stand beside him in advance.
If the two of them entered the Patriarch Hall at the same time and fought with force, he might not be Wu Rong's opponent.
These thoughts flashed in Yu Long's mind one by one.
"Senior brother, does this have to be the case?" Yu Long looked at Wu Rong seriously.
He believed that Wu Rong might really know something with his intelligence, and Wu Rong was also Tu Shanjun's direct disciple, so it was inevitable that he would see something in his daily interactions. At this time, his suspicion was confirmed.
Wu Rong nodded and said, "I will feel uneasy if I don't enter the Patriarch Hall."
Yu Long suddenly remembered that when he heard the news at the beginning of the year, he went to have a drink with the wizard brother.
He suddenly felt that it was the worst decision he had ever made.
There are some secrets that even her Taoist companions cannot let her know.
What's more, they are brothers in the same discipline.
Wu Rong didn't know what Yu Long was thinking. He could see the entanglement in Yu Long's heart, and he also knew that doing so might put the sect into a passive situation, but he had to enter the Patriarch Hall.
No one can stop him.
Wu Rong sighed softly.
He had been planning this matter before, and now his obsession with it has deepened.
During the battle in the Ghost Sea, Venerable Fuyao died. Venerable Chuiyun let his uncle and master leave, then integrated the two sects, and immediately announced a retreat to attack the late stage of divine transformation.
It was so dirty that he couldn't let him think too much about it.
With the strength of Uncle Yuan Ying in the late stage and the master's talent, he can withstand Venerable Chuiyun. If Venerable Chuiyun is allowed to break through to the late stage of divine transformation, then...
Among the monks present, only Zhenjun Jin'ao has the highest cultivation level. The next ones are him and Senior Brother Qiu. No matter what, it is not Junior Brother Yu's turn.
Junior Brother Yu is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, which will actually weaken the master's strength.
Moreover, let’s not talk about what happened later.
He had already made up his mind.
"If you ask me, I can't wait to enter the Patriarch's Hall. After all, Wu Taoist friends are also direct descendants of the sect, so they will have to go." Zhenjun Jin Ao smiled and looked at Qiu Wandao: "I don't know what Qiu Taoist friends want? That's all.
Don't bother us to worship the elders and just exercise your right to vote, so as not to hurt everyone's harmony."
Sikong Xingye offered timely support: "Yes, fellow Taoist wizard just entered the Patriarch Hall and did not compete for the position of the sect leader."
Although True Lord Qiong Jing did not speak, she actually supported Wu Rong.
San Cun Ding's demon took one look and was surprised by Wu Rong's methods.
In other words, Wu Rong was not a direct descendant, otherwise he would have been able to fight for the position of sect leader.
Immediately, he became troubled and hesitant. With so many supporters, could Wu Rong fulfill his promise? Furthermore, whether he should take the opportunity to escape.
This is indeed a good opportunity to leave, lest the old devil catch up.
Looking at the current situation, someone will be in charge of the soul flag at any time.
At that time, if the old devil gets angry, it will be troublesome to capture him in the soul flag and become the tenth Nascent Soul Yin God.
But it can't bet that the old devil has a good heart.
Now that he is not captured, he is still useful. As the old devil becomes stronger and stronger, his effect will become smaller and smaller.
Yu Long looked at Jin Ao Zhenjun and others, with evil flashing in his eyes. These external cultivators were not as good as the cultivators he cultivated at home. Now they have become a constraint for him.
"Since senior brother wants to enter the Patriarch Hall, then I will agree to do so."
Wu Rong nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "Thank you, junior brother, for your help."
"This is against the rules." Qiu Wandao murmured.
Yu Long cupped his hands and said, "Excuse me, Senior Brother Qiu, to accompany you."
Qiu Wandao just thought for a moment and immediately nodded in agreement.
He and Yu Long were from the same lineage, so they had some connections.
Now that the master has passed away, he, as a senior brother, has the obligation to take care of Yu Long.
After all, you can't really ignore worldly affairs. This great sect also has his contribution. He taught Wu Rong and Yu Long's generation as well as the two generations after them.
"Mo Lao, would you like to come with me?" Wu Rong smiled and looked at the three-inch Ding demon who was huddled behind the crowd.
The devil's face suddenly fell, why: "I...I'm just a young boy who works in front of the horse and behind the horse."
Wu Rong did not speak, but still looked at the devil with a smile.
There was no need for him to say those words.
If he needs to take action when he arrives at the Patriarch Hall, he alone is no match for the two of them. He still needs a helper, and among the many Yuanying monks, only the devil is the most suitable.
The devil already knew the master's secret and was his ally. If he died, the devil would also be jointly and severally responsible.
"Okay." The devil looked up to the sky and sighed.
It really saw how powerful Wu Rong was.
At such a young age, he is so smart in what he does.
Looking back, it seems that Wu Rong is not young anymore.
Its memory seems to still be in the time when Wu Rong was a child. At that time, he obeyed everything and acted like a good baby. Now it seems that he has grown up.
It didn't feel relieved at all, because it didn't like to deal with this kind of people.
"Then let's go?"
Wu Rong said with a smile.
Neither Yu Long nor Qiu Wandao said anything else.
A group of four people crossed the restriction and entered the Patriarch Hall.
Watching the four people leave.
Sikong Xingye frowned slightly, looked at True Lord Jin Ao and asked, "Senior, there must be a big secret in the sect's ancestor hall."
Jin Ao Zhenjun curled his lips and said: "What does the matter of the direct lineage of the sect have to do with us?"
He also wants to know what the secret is, but don't forget why they became worshipers of Taiyi Sect. Taiyi is dead, but his junior brother is not dead yet. Even if the family property really needs to be divided, it won't be their turn.
All you can do now is stand in line.
It happened that Zhenjun Jin'ao chose Wu Rong.
In fact, what Qiongjing Zhenjun said is quite right. Taiyi Sect is not a stable place for a long time if it is not easy to worry about.
…
In the Patriarch Hall, the lights flickered.
The flame of the bronze lamp illuminated the four people.
Yu Long quickly stepped forward and saw a low table. On the low table were two half-cup bottles of amber spirit wine, a pile of delicate melon seeds, and peeled shells piled aside.
Opposite the low table, stands a high soul banner about a foot high. Behind the soul banner is a treasure divided into nine parts.
Qiu Wandao looked at the white jade statue enshrined in the distance and then at Yu Long.
They have all been to the Patriarch Hall.
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the Patriarch Hall today.
Qiu Wandao looked around.
Looking for Taiyi’s sitting body.
But he was obviously disappointed. Except for the neatly arranged treasures, none of them were related to the corpse.
Yu Long walked towards the low table, his eyes showing sadness.
Although I had known for a long time that Master would not live long, I still felt sad when the fact came.
"Master!"
After calling out softly, Yu Long walked towards where the Zunhun Banner was.
He must shoulder the important responsibilities of the sect.
"The other treasures were left to you by Uncle Taiyi. I won't take any of them. I only want that." Wu Rong also had a complicated expression, but he still pointed firmly at the Soul Flag that was far away from the low table.
Yu Long suddenly fell silent: "You really know something!"
"That's right." Wu Rong nodded and admitted, "That's why I have to persist."
"But my uncle will not choose you."
"Whether you choose or not depends on my master. Junior Brother Yu said it doesn't count."
Qiu Wandao looked confused.
His eyes were wandering around the two people and one demon, why couldn't he understand.
Moreover, all three of them seemed to know the inside story, and he was the only one who was kept in the dark.
"Unless someone is in charge, how can you listen to your uncle's words?"
Wu Rong smiled calmly.
He opened a cloth bag at his waist and a man slipped out of it.
The man looked horrified and huddled on the ground. The moment he saw Wu Rong, he quickly kowtowed and said, "Senior, please forgive me. I will never dare to do it again."
Wu Rong looked at this man coldly and rolled him up with his kick: "You are a man who has committed all kinds of crimes including rape, robbery and robbery. You should have died in my hands. Now I will give you a chance to live."
"Go ahead and pick up that soul flag."
"Whether you can survive or not depends on fate."
"Whether you die now or take a chance to survive, it all depends on you."
The man stood up tremblingly and had no time to think about it. Under the gaze of the four Nascent Soul monks, he did not dare to act rashly.
I could only walk to the soul flag obediently.
Even though there were countless treasures in front of him, he did not dare to be greedy at all.
