"Second Master, everyone is here." A disciple walked up to the high platform and said in a deep voice.
Feng Yuli smiled: "In this life, I will hear this title for the last time. Let Fourth Uncle start."
"Obey!" The disciple received the order and immediately retreated.
On the high platform on the left, an old man with white hair and beard stood up, holding an ancient scroll in his hand, his face solemn.
"This is the fourth uncle, now the most senior person in our Tianxiaoyun Realm. It seems that the second uncle wants to use the mouth of this fourth uncle to help him ascend to the throne." Feng Zuojun took a sip of wine.
"What is this fourth uncle like?" Nangong Xi'er asked.
"He is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and he also likes to rely on his elders. Everyone in the sect respects him, and he still has some prestige, but if there is any respect, there is absolutely no respect." Feng Zuojun shook his head and said.
The disciple who had just given the order on the high platform now came to the fourth uncle and whispered: "It's time to start."
The fourth uncle nodded, then took a step forward, whispered softly, and finally used all his energy to shout: "Everyone!"
Wufangtai, which was originally noisy, immediately fell silent.
"Welcome brothers and friends from all the sects in the world. I, Feng Laosi, am here to say thank you to everyone. More than sixty years have passed since our Tianxiaoyun realm built the mountain gate. Looking back on those years..."
The fourth uncle held the ancient scroll on the stage and began to talk. Both the ordinary disciples in the Tianxiaoyun Realm and the disciples from other sects in Daze Mansion showed a bit of impatience on their faces. They must not be the first.
This is the first time I heard these remarks from my fourth uncle.
Feng Yuli sat on the high platform and kept tapping the wine glass in his hand with his fingers. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground. The only voice on the Wufang platform was his fourth uncle at the moment, so that
The sound of the wine glass breaking was particularly harsh, and everyone turned to look at the high platform. Feng Yuli shrugged and smiled.
Liu Duohan's expression did not change and he lowered his head to drink tea. Mu Bei cupped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, it was Mu's hand that slipped."
The fourth uncle immediately stopped talking, paused, and added a bit of sadness in his tone: "Originally, my Tianxiaoyun realm suffered heavy casualties in the battle with Tianmen, and a generation of sects may have fallen, but this generation of great sect masters
After so many years, Feng Yuhan, with the help of a cicada-winged knife, once again allowed our Tianxiaoyunjing to stand on the top of Daze Mansion! Unfortunately, God did not fulfill people's wishes. I am here to tell you with great sadness that the Great Sect Master Feng Yuhan has passed away in half a year.
He disappeared mysteriously before and was suspected of being killed by an adulterer. We have sent people around to search for the whereabouts of the great sect master, but we only found the body of the great sect master. But a country cannot be without a king for a day, and a family cannot be without an owner for a day. We are now
The most important thing to do is to welcome a new sect master. Under the leadership of this sect master, we must find the murderer who killed the sect master Feng Yuhan!"
The Tianxiao Yun Realm disciples raised their long swords at the same time: "I swear to avenge this! I swear to avenge this!"
Feng Zuojun put down the food in his hand, picked up the long knife next to him, and walked forward.
The fourth uncle waved the ancient scroll in his hand to signal the people in the audience to be quiet, and then said loudly: "About the candidate for the new Grand Sect Master, everyone must have a common answer in their hearts, and that is..."
Feng Yuli touched the ground with the sapphire scepter in his hand, stood up, and was ready to welcome everyone's cheers, but a voice in the field suddenly sounded in advance.
"Of course it's me." Feng Zuojun walked to the high platform on the right. After attracting everyone's attention with a loud shout, he reached out and tore off the human skin mask on his face.
"Young Master!" Exclamations came one after another from the Wufang Platform.
"You really are the young master!"
"Isn't the young master studying in the academy? Why are you back?"
"He must have rushed back after hearing the news that the sect master was killed!"
Feng Zuojun looked at his fourth uncle opposite and said loudly: "Fourth uncle, what you are talking about is, I think it must be me!"
The fourth uncle was frightened by Feng Zuojun, and he was immediately in a dilemma. The hand holding the ancient scroll was trembling slightly, and he didn't know how to answer. The sect leader was killed, and the young sect leader succeeded to the throne. This was a matter of course, but Feng Yuhan disappeared.
After that, Feng Yuli began to unite with the other two factions to eliminate Feng Yuhan's subordinates on the mountain. Even the four sword kings who had guarded Tianxiaoyun Realm for many years were forced to go down the mountain. This was a clear intention to seize the throne. At this moment, the fourth uncle again
How dare you answer Feng Zuojun's words?
"Fourth uncle doesn't say anything? Does he think the child is wrong, or does fourth uncle dare not say anything?" Feng Zuojun shouted.
"Hahahahahahahaha." Feng Yuli, who was on the high platform, suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of ridicule. He said loudly, "Nephew, you are back."
Feng Zuojun turned his head: "Second uncle."
"You are still too young to be in charge of the position of sect leader." Feng Yuli said slowly.
Feng Zuojun smiled: "Second uncle, you have inconvenient legs and feet, so you are not suitable to be the leader of the clan!"
Feng Yuli shrugged and slammed the scepter in his hand on the ground, causing all the disciples in the room to tremble.
Mu Bei cleared his throat: "My nephew, you are indeed too young. Taking charge of a sect as big as Tianxiaoyun Realm is not a child's play."
"Who are you? You dare to call me nephew?" Feng Zuojun said with a smile, "Back then, my father beat the shit out of your father. I heard from my father that your father was a good brother at that time, and he was submissive.
He ran away. So, we are of the same generation."
"Nephew Fengshi!" Liu Duohan said sternly.
"Go away!" Feng Zuojun's voice was a little higher than his, "What does our matter in the Tianxiao Cloud Realm have to do with you?"
"That's outrageous." Liu Duohan's eyes showed a cold light.
"Nephew, when you came back, the first thing you wanted to do was not to avenge your father, but to seize the throne?" Feng Yuli sneered, "My eldest brother really gave birth to a good son."
"I don't want to seize the throne. It's just that the sect master is missing and the young sect master takes over. It's a natural thing." Feng Zuojun waved his left hand. In his plan, at this moment, the forces left behind by the elder will be in Sitong.
The leaders shouted in support of him, but when he waved his hand, the place fell into deathly silence again after the commotion just now.
The four people in the crowd wanted to shout loudly, but in the end they did not dare to shout. Today, Tianshutang and Tianshui Villa brought so many people up the mountain. They must have made up their minds. Feng Zuojun is young and weak.
, but how to resist?
Nangong Xi'er smiled and shook her head: "Xie Yuling, you guessed it right."
Xie Yuling put down the wine glass in his hand and picked up the long sword at hand: "I am different from Feng Zuojun. I have been used to seeing this since I was a child."
"There's nothing wrong with your reasoning." Feng Yuli said slowly, "But you're not strong enough. You can't afford this cloud realm."
Outside the Wufang Terrace, a chariot was parked there. The chariot was surrounded by blue gauze, making it difficult to see the figures inside.
"Su Han said something back then. He said he hoped that one day, people could always choose to stand on the side of justice rather than the side of the strong."
"It's a very beautiful wish. Is there ever a time when the best in the world can be so naive?"
"In fact, the number one in the world is always so naive. Later, he raised his sword. He said that since people's choices are always so disappointing, he would choose to be the strongest one, and then always abide by justice. In this way.
No matter how people choose, they will always be on the side of justice."
“The spirit of this place is fascinating.”
"This son of mine is still too naive."
On the Wufang Platform, Feng Zuojun lowered his head and smiled, then put the long knife in his hand on his shoulder, then stretched out a finger and pointed at Feng Yuli on the high platform: "Second uncle, you said I am not strong enough? Okay, then
I will challenge you. Is it enough to prove that I am better than you?"
Outside the Wufang Platform, the young voice laughed: "Master Feng, it seems that your son, my senior brother, and the Grand Palace Master Su Han have the same idea."