After many years, the word alliance appeared again among the seven major sects. However, the leaders have changed, and their concepts are different from before. What each leader considers most is their own interests.?
Yin Mingjun, the head of the Yantian Sect, nodded and said: "Forging an alliance should be the best strategy, but it's not enough to have all the dragons alone. We have to nominate an alliance leader who is both wise and brave."
The dark-faced old man standing next to him was his junior brother Zhao Yili, and he immediately said: "In terms of strategy, who can compare with Senior Brother Yin, the leader of our Yantian Sect, I recommend him to be the leader of the alliance."
This was also Yin Mingjun's idea, but he quickly waved his hand and said: "Don't say that, lest people think that I care about the position of alliance leader."
He Tianqiu, the leader of Wanshou Mountain, looked over with contempt and landed on Zhao Yili's face. He snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to make a noise here? Even if you recommend the leader of the alliance, it is still a matter for the leaders.
What does it have to do with you?"
The scolding made Zhao Yili's face turn red and he said angrily: "You..."
Yin Mingjun really wanted to be the leader of the alliance. He was afraid that his junior brother would offend the leader of Wanshou Mountain, which would create an unfavorable situation. He quickly waved his hands and said: "Junior Brother Zhao must not be rude. What Leader He said is absolutely true. This is between our leaders.
Whoever it is, please don’t interrupt."
The headmaster had instructions, and even though Zhao Yili was full of anger, he could not do it. He gritted his teeth helplessly and endured without saying a word.
Xing Ling curled his lips and said: "So, I am not the head of Xingyue Palace, so I can only be mute and cannot express my position?"
In order to win over Xiao Nizi, Yin Mingjun said with a smile: "Of course not, Princess Xingyue was not present. The Lord of the Second Palace is the plenipotentiary representative and has the right to speak."
Xing Ling chuckled, "That's good, I also want to recommend a highly respected leader."
Abbot Kongde said: "In this case, let the seven of us vote among ourselves to elect the leader."
A group of leaders couldn't find a better way, so they all agreed, and Song Yun's disciples offered pen and paper.
After a while, the results finally came out. What was funny was that six of the heads voted for themselves, and only Xingling voted for Mu Tuozi. In this case, Songyun head Mu Tuozi became the leader of the seven major sects with two votes.
, making Abbot Kongde and others look at each other in confusion. They thought they could get two or three votes no matter what they did, but they never expected that the result would be like this.
However, we had already agreed before and could not go back on our words, so we had no choice but to admit it. Yin Mingjun and other leaders all felt like they were making wedding dresses for others, and they felt depressed. This result made He Chaozhen itchy with hatred, and he really wanted to cheat.
She admitted her fault, but in full view of the public, she could only hold back.
The seven major sects here basically reached a joint intention, and elected Mu Tuozi as the alliance leader, and began to discuss how to deal with the Demon Sect. It was not until late at night that a preliminary plan was made...
Jiang Huanyu and three other people had arrived at the Nangong family, thousands of miles away, in the evening. They saw that the residence covers a huge area, with many majestic houses built inside, complete with pavilions and pavilions, just like a royal palace.
Hearing that someone from Songyun Sect was coming, the patriarch Nangong Kuo personally received him in the hall. The old man was over one hundred and twenty years old, but his face was red and he had a white beard under his chin. He was quite immortal. He was a strong person in the middle stage of Fusion Soul. Standing next to him
He has more than a dozen children, all of whom are in their fifties or sixties, and they appear to be not weak in cultivation.
Seeing Nangong Kuo, even though Jiang Huanyu was of high seniority, she had to greet him and respectfully call him an old man. Hong Ni and Qiu Yu followed behind and said politely, "See you, old man."
Nangong Kuo, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, said with a smile: "No need to be polite, just sit down and serve tea quickly."
Just as the servants brought the fragrant tea and put it on the table, there was a sudden noise in the yard. A man said: "The people from Songyun Gate are here. Let's go and have a look. They are probably giving gifts to grandpa. Don't look at it."
As one of the seven major sects, we have to curry favor with our Nangong family."
The speaker is a young man in his thirties, who is quite handsome. He wears a blue brocade robe covering his tall body, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist. He looks like a young man, but his eyes flash from time to time.
His sharp look proves that he has a high level of cultivation.
The young master is the eldest grandson of the Nangong family. His name is Luo. He is extremely talented in cultivation and is the first among the grandsons in the family. He is currently in the late stage of Shifu and is about to merge into a soul.
On the right is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with green hair, a strange shape, and heavy makeup on her face that makes it almost impossible to see her true face. She has scorpion earrings hanging from her ears and is wearing an emerald green skirt. She is clearly a Shamate or a kid on earth.
Taimei.
This girl's name is Nangong Qing, she is Nangong Luo's biological sister, and she is also from the eldest family. She curled her lips and said: "I know this. I think back when the Demon Sect attacked the seven major sects, thanks to our Nangong family's support of Songyun Sect, it didn't help
Don't be too busy, otherwise the Songyun Sect would have perished long ago. Since we have received favors from us, of course we must repay the favor."
There were more than forty men and women following behind. The eldest was nearly thirty years old and the youngest was only ten years old. They were all grandchildren of the Nangong family. They all talked about it: "What's so great about the seven sects? We Nangong
Home is the highest palace in the world of immortality."
"Everyone, let's go over and see what ugly thing is coming from Songyun Gate..."
As a well-known family that cultivates immortals, the Nangong family dominates one side and inevitably develops the habit of arrogance over time, so that the younger generation is even more arrogant, and even the Songyun Sect does not take it seriously.
The voice came clearly into the hall, and Qiu Yu didn't feel anything was wrong. After all, he didn't understand the relevant situation, so he could do whatever they said.
Jiang Huanyu's expression changed drastically, she felt angry inside, and she snorted with a straight face. Hong Ni's charming face also had a frosty look, feeling that the Nangong family was really arrogant and annoying.
Seeing them like this, Nangong Kuo also felt that his children were a bit shameful. How could they talk nonsense in front of Songyun disciples? If he wanted to discuss these things, he had to do so in private without anyone hearing him. He laughed dryly and explained: "Little
The child is just talking nonsense, so don’t take it personally..."
A group of young people came to the hall, and Nangong Luo said with a smile: "I am not a child, and I am not talking nonsense. Compared with the Nangong family, the Songyun Sect is extremely weak..."
Before he finished speaking, this guy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was surprised to see a stunning beauty. He felt that the girl drinking tea was so beautiful, it was so stunning. As a veteran of Fengyue, he had never seen such a charming woman before. She was so beautiful.
It’s so rare to attract people!
Jiang Huanyu angrily rebuked, "Who do you think you are? You dare to look down on Songyun Sect. How can you do this?"
Nangong Luo's face changed, and his heart was filled with anger. He said in a cold voice: "I am the young master of the Nangong family. Who are you? How dare you talk to me like this? Are you impatient?"
Qiu Yu squinted over with cold eyes and sighed in his heart, it's really not a joke. Did the three of us come all the way to report the news and protect you from being harmed by the Demon Sect, just to make you deal with each other like this?