Yao Wu endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and said: "The position of the sect leader is really of great importance. If it is not done right, it will cause terrible consequences, and it may even cause the holy sect to fall apart. It must be carefully considered!"
He didn't call Zhuo Mufeng. Let's call him Zhuo Shaoxia. It's too harsh. Let's call him Brother Zhuo. It would be suspected of being too big. Yao Wu didn't dare to offend this evil star. But let him call him the master of the door and give him three faces.
I couldn't say it out loud, so I simply omitted it.
Wan Jian Yan Luo was also dignified. He even forgot about his identity as a prisoner and said hurriedly: "Brother, you must not do it! In the thousands of years of history of the Holy Sect, there have been some unparalleled heroes who wanted to do what their ancestors had not done before and unify the Holy Sect.
The sect has been established for thousands of generations. But without exception, they have all failed, and the internal fighting has often intensified, causing the Holy Sect's vitality to be severely damaged, and it will take many years to recover. Now is the time when the world is in chaos, and the Holy Sect must not be in chaos!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Lei, whose face was ashen, also spoke: "Although the Holy Sect a thousand years ago was divided into four sects and twelve sects, the relationship between them was still harmonious, and some sects were even very close. But even so, they were never unified.
Exactly. Do you know why? Because as long as someone comes up with this idea, almost every school in the Holy Sect, from top to bottom, will oppose it.
No one wants masters of other sects to lead them. The masters do not want their power to be taken away, and the masters and disciples are also afraid that the superior sect masters will tend to the sects they belong to, thereby infringing on the interests they deserve. This involves the entire Saint.
The resource allocation of gates is a fundamental deadlock.
Some people also suggested that some positions should be set up under the sect leader to share the power. But if the selected sect leader cannot have all the power, why bother to choose? Are you willing?"
Seeing that Zhuo Mufeng remained silent, Aunt Lei continued: "It's not that I can't help you, it's just that the situation doesn't allow it. If one party wants to dominate the resources of the entire Holy Sect, countless people below will oppose it, and the result will be to kill each other.
That's right, we and several others are now under your control. The schools represented by the five of us can certainly take orders from you. But what about the other eleven schools?
Ever since the incident involving Yao Dao, Butcher, and Xuanyi happened, the factions led by the three of them have already begun to be in chaos. Although we suppressed them with force some time ago, they have not been eradicated. According to our analysis, those factions are not only frightened by
In addition to our strength, it is also related to the turmoil of the current situation.
But if word spreads that you have become the leader of the sect, the eleven factions will definitely be in chaos! Their influence is spread all over the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and we and other five major factions cannot suppress it at all. What’s more, the current situation is definitely not suitable for civil strife, otherwise it will eventually end
We are the ones who suffer."
Zhuo Mufeng was in a daze for a moment, then he laughed and said: "No need to be alarmist, just take down any thorns that dare to appear! There are many people in the Eleven Schools, it doesn't matter, just focus on a few charisma.
Just control the key people. If they don't cooperate, there are many people in the same sect who are willing to cooperate!"
These words made the hearts of several people present tremble with fear. This guy is determined to be the leader of the Holy Sect! But if the other party acts like this, when all the rebellions subside, most of the Holy Sect's strength will probably be lost.
Yao Wu was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and tried to dissuade him: "As a result, the strength of the Eleven Schools will be greatly reduced. At this time, it is really not appropriate to take heavy action! If Brother Zhuo really wants to be the leader of the sect, he can wait until the chaos is over.
Let’s take a closer look at it.”
He thought about giving Zhuo Mufeng a big cake first, and he would talk about the rest later. He could stop it for a while.
But Zhuo Mufeng was not easy to fool. He couldn't help but became furious. He even showed a strong murderous aura and pointed at a few people: "In order to revive the Holy Sect, I took risks and took the initiative to shoulder heavy responsibilities, but you guys What is the purpose of all kinds of obstruction?
The Holy Sect has such a huge power, but they are fighting on their own, waiting to repeat the tragedy three hundred years ago? Haven't you been kicked out enough? The situation may be unfavorable, but in the eyes of this sect leader, it is a God-given opportunity.
As the saying goes, if you don't break, you don't stand. The rotten flesh needs to be cut out with a knife. Those who are unwilling to unite, cooperate and merge for their own selfish purposes. In the eyes of the sect leader, no matter how powerful they are, they are just black sheep and should be eliminated! There are only four When Dao Twelve become a family, our holy sect can take advantage of this opportunity to take off and regain its glory!"
Crazy, this guy is crazy! Yao Wu and the others looked as ugly as if they were having a funeral at home. They couldn't imagine Zhuo Mufeng's ambition to be so big.
Who is the black sheep? And who is doing it for his own selfishness? Yao Wu spent a lot of effort to swallow these words to avoid being killed.
In fact, Zhuo Mufeng misunderstood this time. Yao Wu and others did not have much selfish motives, but simply considered the advantages and disadvantages of the Demon Sect and believed that it was not suitable to establish a sect leader.
In the opinion of a few people, what is Zhuo Mufeng's position and who has the right to doubt them? He is simply crazy about wanting to be the leader of the sect!
Just when they were at a loss, they suddenly saw that Zhuo Mufeng had given up his murderous intent, laughed instead, and opened their acupuncture points with his fingers, allowing them to regain their freedom.
Zhuo Mufeng smiled: "There will be no chaos, but I am determined to be the master of this sect! I just thought of a good idea. Liu Fangfei, get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
Liu Fangfei was stunned for a moment when she was named. A second ago, she was shocked by Zhuo Mufeng's ambition and methods. When she suddenly heard her name, she inevitably felt that her ears were wrong.
But when she met Zhuo Mufeng's eyes, for some reason, Liu Fangfei's body seemed to be out of control, and she ran to her room. She quickly took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, carefully placed them on the stone table, and took the initiative to Grinding by hand.
Zhuo Mufeng sat down, dipped his pen in and polished it, and then quickly started writing on the rice paper.
Yao Wu and others looked puzzled. Could it be that this guy was writing a plan to deal with the other eleven factions? Thinking of this, they all felt like they had toothache.
After Wan Jian Yan Luo and Du Yuehong stood up, they secretly activated their internal energy, only to find that their internal energy was still as solid as iron. It didn't look like they were poisoned, but they hadn't been plotted against. They really didn't know what went wrong.
The same goes for Yao Wu, Aunt Lei and Wuzhi Seng. They looked at Zhuo Mufeng with a hint of horror that could hardly be concealed.
Unknown means are always the most frightening, because you don't know how to prevent them, which also means you don't dare to betray easily.
Once upon a time, the five super masters of the Demon Sect were waiting aside as obediently as they are now. Even the emperor was not qualified to do so. But now, looking at Zhuo Mufeng, who was writing furiously, as if he had forgotten them, few of them dared to A half-complaint.
Liu Fangfei originally wanted to see what Zhuo Mufeng was writing in the name of grinding ink. But Barong and Fang Xiaodie immediately stood on both sides of Zhuo Mufeng. Fang Xiaodie was even more coldly wary of Liu Fangfei. , so that they dare not move rashly.
Only Wu Yuanyuan walked up to Zhuo Mufeng in a grand manner. Fang Xiaodie even took the initiative to give up a position. The treatment was so different that Liu Fangfei secretly bit her red lips, feeling jealous and angry.
As each piece of rice paper was filled with writing, Wu Yuanyuan's expression became more and more shocked, and finally she gradually became numb, and she could only stare blankly at Zhuo Mufeng.
It was not until the afternoon when the five Yao and Wu people almost stood with their legs sore that Zhuo Mufeng put down his pen and stood up. Seeing that the stacked rice paper had been divided into ten parts by Wu Yuanyuan, he gave her an approving smile, but the beauty Wu ignored it.
After that, he picked up one of the copies and handed it to Monk Wu Zhi: "Wuzhi, look at this."
Wu Zhi Monk was probably the one who obeyed Zhuo Mufeng the most among the five. He hesitated when he heard the words, and immediately stepped forward to take it. When he saw the first line of words, his eyes had already widened.
He read page after page, and when they turned to a certain page, Yao and Wu clearly realized that Wu Zhi Monk was trembling. He was holding the rice paper with such force that his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was in a daze.
It took dozens of breaths.
After that, the ignorant monk flipped through the second half of the rice paper frantically and quickly, with a face full of excitement that was beyond words. When he finished reading the last page, he still seemed unsatisfied, so he turned to the front and read carefully.
After reading this several times, just when Wan Jian Yan Luo was about to lose his patience, Wu Zhi Monk turned around and said tremblingly to Zhuo Mufeng: "Master..."
Zhuo Mufeng: "Wuzhi, I promised a senior that I would take good care of the blood demon flow. How about it? Are you satisfied with this gift?"
The expression of the ignorant monk was like being hit by a pie from the sky, and he shook for a while: "Master, this, this, is this for me?"
Zhuo Mufeng: "To be precise, it is given to the Blood Demon Flow. Since you are the head of the Blood Demon Flow, of course the complete Blood Demon Law must be entrusted to you for safekeeping."
All the blood in his body surged to the top of his head. At this moment, the simple-minded and ignorant monk's loyalty to Zhuo Mufeng was no longer based on the deterrence of the Wanhua Demon and the control of poison. Perhaps the two were still the basis, but he did have a feeling of loyalty in his heart.
I am extremely grateful, grateful as I have never been before.
The ignorant monk said loudly: "Master, from today on, I will only obey you! Whoever dares to disrespect you, hey, hey, I will twist off his head!"
Several others were dumbfounded, not only because of Wuzhi Monk's sudden change, but also because of Zhuo Mufeng's words just now, the complete Blood Demon Technique?
It should be noted that the Blood Demon Technique was incomplete thousands of years ago, and now only half of it remains. This is the biggest reason why Wu Zhi Monk’s martial arts cannot progress further. With Wu Zhi Monk’s qualifications, if he obtains the complete Blood Demon Technique, then...
Yao Wu's eyes suddenly stared at the other nine pieces of stacked rice paper on the stone table, his eyes like blazing flames that were about to burn the air.
If I remember correctly, in addition to the Ten Thousand Transformation Demon Technique, the Holy Sect also has ten supreme secret arts, and the Blood Demon Technique is one of them, so the other nine...
Yao Wu didn't dare to think about it anymore. Wan Jian Yan Luo, Aunt Lei and Du Yuehong were also smart people. After figuring out the joints, they all gasped, and they couldn't suppress a certain strong desire.
Although Wan Jian Yan Luo and Du Yuehong were destined to the Wanhua Demonic Art and could understand it a little or two, after all, their fate was not enough and they could only practice it lightly. They knew very well that the level of their achievements in this life would still fall on their own unique skills.
Du Yuehong, in particular, only practices top five-star martial arts. If she is lucky enough to fully understand a supreme martial arts, her martial arts will definitely reach the limit in this life.
But right now, the opportunity is right in front of you.