Seeing that his brother was so cowardly, Gongshu Duan's ambition grew. He prepared soldiers, armor, food and fodder, and prepared to launch a rebellion. The Jiang family also prepared to open the city gate for Gongshu Duan as an internal response. Little did he know that Gongshu Duan had been prepared secretly.
On the day it was launched, troops were sent to quell the rebellion. Because Uncle Duan had gone too far and had lost all people's hearts, he was easily defeated by Duke Zhuang and put down the rebellion.
After the Holy Lord told this allusion, Lin Xiaofeng suddenly realized something.
The Holy Lord said: "No matter what conspiracy Wan Heyu had in his heart before, there are still many people in the Holy Religion who are turning towards him."
"After all, he has fought with me for many years and has made great contributions. As long as he does not take action and I kill him, it will be unwarranted. Those subordinates under him will definitely be in chaos."
"Even if I live, I'm afraid it will be difficult to suppress it."
The Holy Lord sighed: "So I can only wait until he actually leads people to attack our side before I can kill him in the name of his rebellion."
After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng finally understood that the Holy Master had faked his death before.
It's just that the method of death is more clever.
"Okay, Uncle He. Things may change later. Go quickly."
"yes."
Uncle He nodded, turned and left.
"Lin Xiaofeng." The Holy Lord turned his attention to Lin Xiaofeng: "If you confront the Holy Cult in the future, will you be willing to help the Holy Cult?"
Lin Xiaofeng did not expect that the Holy Master would suddenly talk about this topic.
He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I will help Xiang Zhu."
"What I want is not your promise." The Holy Lord said slowly: "As soon as I die, the Demon Catching Bureau will start to attack the Holy Cult."
"I am a member of the Monster Catching Bureau. If one day there is a battle between the Monster Catching Bureau and the Holy Cult, I will definitely stand on the side of the Monster Catching Bureau." Lin Xiaofeng said without hesitation: "Of course, no matter what, I will not let it go.
Xiang Zhu was slightly injured."
The Holy Master had many more words, but Lin Xiaofeng's answer gave them away.
"You risked your life for Xiao Zhu and stayed with her until she died. Is it possible that you are still unwilling to help the Holy Cult for her?"
Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "This is a matter of principle."
"Well, you should go out too." The Holy Master obviously didn't want to continue talking to Lin Xiaofeng.
"Take care of yourself."
After saying that, Lin Xiaofeng turned around and walked out of the bedroom.
Only Xiang Zhu and Holy Master were left in the room.
"Dad." Xiang Zhu looked at the Holy Lord and asked, "Did you just have a murderous intention against Lin Xiaofeng?"
"If he hadn't been willing to stay with you to die, I wouldn't have let him leave." The Holy Master looked at Xiang Zhu with some worry.
Xiang Zhu didn't know what to say.
The Holy Lord said: "Do you feel that I am a little nosy? Alas, I have lived this life for so long and I have lived enough. Now the only thing I can't let go of is you and the Holy Cult."
"You heard what I just said. As soon as I die, Liu Boqing of the Demon Catching Bureau will no longer tolerate the existence of a transcendent demonic sect like the Holy Religion, and will definitely start planning to attack the Holy Religion."
Xiang Zhu remained silent and did not speak.
"You are no match for Liu Boqing." As he said that, the Holy Master took off a black ring from his hand.
This ring looks like it is made of black iron, with many golden lines carved on it.
"What is this?" Xiang Zhu asked strangely.
"This is the foundation of the Holy Religion." The Holy Lord handed the ring to Xiang Zhu: "Under the entire Holy Island, I built a huge evil formation. As long as I catch this ring, I can rain down the majestic evil on the Holy Island.
Evil spirit."
"In other words, as long as you have it, no one can defeat you on the Holy Island."
Hearing this, Xiang Zhu took the ring and suddenly felt extremely stressed.
Lin Xiaofeng walked out of the bedroom, his back already wet with sweat.
He is not a fool. The Holy Lord's words just now contained murderous intent.
He breathed a sigh of relief at this time. Although the Holy Lord had just wanted to kill him, he did not do it.
Perhaps Lin Xiaofeng himself didn't understand why the Holy Lord wanted to kill him.
Returning to the hall, perhaps because of the Holy Lord's previous instructions, the mourning hall was not removed.
Seeing him coming back, Fatty Huang, Qing Shui and Pang Chen hurriedly came over.
"How is the Holy Master? Are you okay?" Pang Chen asked.
"There isn't much time left." Lin Xiaofeng shook his head slightly.
A few people chatted for a while, and then Xiang Zhu walked out with a tired look on his face.
And those loyal ministers of the Holy Lord all gathered around, asking questions, and were concerned about the physical condition of the Holy Lord.
These people were a great help to Xiang Zhu after he succeeded to the throne. Although she was a little tired, she still chatted with them impatiently.
That night, the manor was still filled with the strong smell of blood.
In total, more than 4,000 people died in this battle, which can be said to be a mountain of corpses.
These corpses were cleaned up by Uncle Ho, and around noon the next day, the manor was restored to its original state.
Fortunately, Wan Heyu's men did not cause trouble.
Although when the news of Wan Heyu's failure came out, these people were worried and even secretly contacted to discuss it.
If the Holy Master wants to liquidate them, he will lead others to betray the Holy Religion.
Fortunately, the Holy Lord not only had no intention of liquidating them, but instead sent Uncle He to appease them.
Regardless of whether it is an expedient measure or not, Wan Heyu's subordinates can feel at ease for the time being.
However, Wan Heyu's matter was not discussed by many people. On the contrary, the fact that Xiang Zhu would take over the position of Holy Lord soon became the most lively topic on the entire Holy Island.
Wan Heyu, on the other hand, seemed to have been forgotten, as if this person had never existed.
Lin Xiaofeng, Qing Shui and Fatty Huang have been traveling on the Holy Island all day long these days.
The scenery on the Holy Island is superb, and they had a lot of fun these days.
Five days later, which was the day the Holy Lord said he would be crowned, many guests from the entire manor came to congratulate him.
Not to mention the elders on the Holy Island, even the many elders who were outside to protect the law all rushed back.
There were also representatives from other demonic sects.
They all came to participate in the coronation ceremony of the new Holy Lord.
On the lawn in front of the manor, there were a total of four to five hundred people, just like a cocktail party, each holding a wine glass and looking for people to chat with.
Lin Xiaofeng has become a popular figure in the eyes of many people.
He is the young master of the Holy Religion. According to the usual practice, he is the rival for power with the Saint. At this time, the Saint has already obtained the position of Holy Master, so no one should be willing to get too close to him.
After what happened with Wan Heyu, although they didn't know that Leng Feng was Lin Xiaofeng.
But the relationship between Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu was seen by many discerning people.
Many people came up to chat with him, which made Lin Xiaofeng a little annoyed.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of Lin Xiaofeng, smiling and saying hello to him.