Wu Daozi was slightly startled. He looked down and found that just a moment ago, there were two more incense sticks on the altar incense burner. They were red incense!

"Dan, draw two veins. The ones you applied just now were all red incense. Now it's two against two. It's hard to predict the outcome." Someone in the crowd laughed.

"snort!"

Wu Daozi rolled his eyes at the man, shook his head and said: "Dan, the painting of two meridians is always uncertain, so it is not surprising to put on red incense, but there are two people left who have not yet done it, one is Liu Shuyuan of Zhenmai, and the other is calligraphy.

Wu Zimo, these two people have a close relationship with Lu Zizhen, and they will definitely support Mr. Lu Ge."

Just as he was talking, a ray of light lit up below, and it was Wu Zimo, the calligraphy master, who got off the white jade platform and came to the ancestor's tablet.

He kowtowed three times in front of the memorial tablet, but did not reach out to pick up the sandalwood. Instead, he took a deep look at Feng Shanyuan, then turned and returned to his high platform.

This move caused an uproar.

"What's going on? Wu Zimo actually abstained?"

Around the Yixing Pavilion Valley, monks from various sects showed expressions of surprise. It was obvious that Wu Zimo's move was completely incomprehensible to them.

Electing the leader is not a child's play. Everyone should cast their vote. As a calligrapher, Wu Zimo actually chose to abstain?

Even the disciples of Yixing Pavilion don't understand.

The twelve Confucian scholars all looked at Lu Zizhen and Feng Shanyuan.

Lu Zizhen remained unmoved. From the moment everyone started offering incense, he always put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and concentrated, as if an old monk was in meditation, and everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Feng Shanyuan pretended to sigh and said slowly: "Everyone has his own ambitions. Since Junior Brother Wu is unwilling to make this choice, we can't force it. Just like the chess master, let's count him as abstaining."

With Wu Zimo's abstention, there were two sticks of "green incense" and two sticks of "fire incense" in the incense burner. The two sides were temporarily tied, and Liu Shuyuan, who was left with the formation pulse, became the most critical person.

I saw Liu Shuyuan walking down from the high platform and bowing three times in front of the memorial tablet, with a complicated expression on his face.

After he stood up, he did not pick up the incense candle, but bowed it to the ground in the direction of Lu Zizhen.

"Junior brother, I can't help you."

Liu Shuyuan looked very ashamed and did not dare to look up at Lu Zizhen. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a rainbow light and soared into the sky, leaving Yixing Valley directly!

When everyone saw this scene, they all stood there blankly.

After Wu Zimo, Liu Shuyuan, the leader of the array, also abstained from voting!

These two Taoist masters were the monks who had the closest relationship with Lu Zizhen. They should have firmly supported Lu Zizhen, but at this critical moment, they unanimously chose to abstain.

Feng Shanyuan, who originally had no chance of winning, actually ended up in a tie with Lu Zizhen!

This dramatic scene cheered up the monks from all sects.

Obviously, this battle for the master of the pavilion is not simple.

The show has just begun.

The only thing that was strange was that Lu Zizhen, the person involved, kept his eyes closed from the beginning to the end. Even when Wu Zimo and Liu Shuyuan abstained from voting, he did not react at all.

It seems that he is not surprised by the current situation?

Feng Shanyuan glanced at Lu Zizhen and chuckled softly: "I really didn't expect this situation to happen. You and I are both sticks of incense. Junior brother, do you have any good way to determine the position of the master of the pavilion?"

"Didn't Senior Brother already have a good plan? Why do I need to say more?" Lu Zizhen said calmly.

"hehe."
Chapter completed!