This is the first time Wang Lu has seen Feng Yin Zhenren since that self-awakened time-travel dream.

I have experienced so much since the last meeting.

After the journey through time, Wang Lu returned to Jiuzhou Continent. By chance, he met Liulixian and expected to go to the tomb of the Immortals. Then, because of the sword demon mark on his body, he was attracted by the Earth Immortal Xuanmo and pulled her into her.

In the realm of the Immortal Dream, I experienced another adventure of asking about the sky, which opened the prelude to the Immortal Competition.

During this period, although the Wanxian Alliance held many meetings, Wang Lu and Feng Yin were both important members, they were never able to meet directly for various reasons. The exchanges between the two were through letters.

When I saw Feng Yin Zhenren again, Wang Lu felt a daze in his heart, as if he had returned to a hundred and fifty years ago... Today, Feng Yin Zhenren was just a clumsy young devil at that time, because of his strong sense of responsibility and resilience.

Being noticed by oneself, as a pillar of the golden generation, focuses on cultivation.

Now, the little ghost's head has grown into an abominable old ghost, and the tender seedling has truly become a towering tree protecting the Spirit Sword Sect...

It is not difficult to imagine how much Feng Yin himself paid in it. He inherited the legacy of many golden generations, and his qualifications and insights were the best in the world, but he had been promoted from the Golden Pill to the peak of the God Transformation in more than a hundred years.

And it is the peak of the God Transformation that is comparable to the True Lord, and he is definitely not taking the normal path.

It can also be seen from the old face and figure: starting from the golden elixir, the life span of a monk is more than five hundred years, and after reaching the realm of transformation, the life span can be as high as a thousand five. According to this standard,

Feng Yin is actually very young and shouldn't have looked so old.

Obviously, this is one of the prices he has paid for over a hundred and fifty years.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu’s complexity in his heart was indescribable. Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu, the two identities kept flashing.

"Then, Brother Wang, I just happened to have something to deal with, so I will lose my companion first."

Seeing that Wang Lu Shensi was a little dazed, and considering that Feng Yin came in a low-key manner during this trip, it was probably because of internal affairs of the sect that he had to discuss with him. Hai Yunfan cleverly chose to leave in time.

As soon as Hai Yunfan left, Wang Lu also regained his rationality and put on a warm smile.

"The head master is invited to come in, and then wait for me to serve you tea."

As he said that, he stepped forward a few steps, pushed open his door, welcomed Feng Yin into the door, and soon brewed the best spiritual tea sent by several middle-grade sect leaders to Feng Yin.

Feng Yin took the tea, took a sip, and sighed: "What a good tea."

"It seems that they have not compared it to me, and they have indeed delivered good things."

Feng Yin put down the teacup, smiled and said, "It's not bad, even the owner of Mingxianglou is going to give you a gift."

Wang Lu said: "If you have any requests, you can't just go empty-handed. Mingxianglou plans to monopolize the tea supply of the Immortals Competition and send tea to all the senior executives of the organizing committee. Unfortunately, you, the leader, refused the organizing committee.

The invitation, otherwise I would have only more tea than I did.”

Feng Yin said: "In recent times, the Wanxian Alliance has been spreading your affairs everywhere..."

Wang Lu asked: "That legendary adventure that heals the world sells so well? Tsk, that guy Wang Wu earned a good manuscript fee."

While talking, Wang Lu did not waste time and directly started to process the official documents. Anyway, Feng Yin Zhenren didn't care about these red tape, but he was really busy.

However, Wang Lu originally planned to be distracted. He was chatting with Feng Yin while handling official documents, but while burying his head, the room remained long silence. Feng Yin Zhenren never said a word.

It was not until Wang Lu had processed a heavy document in his hand, signed his own opinion on the homepage, and subconsciously asked Hai Yunfan to publish it for him, that he found that the head master was quietly watching him at the table.

I've been waiting for myself for a long time.

"Well, is there anything wrong with the head master here this time?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Yin did not say a word and still looked at him quietly, but what was more intriguing was that his gaze was obviously behind him...

"Master, do you need to wear new glasses?"

Wang Lu then moved one meter to the side, but found that the head of Feng Yin was still motionless. If it weren't for the gentle and long breathing, it would be like a dead person.

"...Is this a devilish practice? Then why not call the master over and steal his head's golden seal while he is staggering. Whether it is successful or not, I can see a good show anyway."

As a result, just when Wang Lu was about to contact his master, he saw that Feng Yin had already woken up and sighed: "It's really like it."

"It's really like?"

Feng Yin looked at Wang Lu meaningfully and said, "Now you are increasingly reminding me of a friend who has passed away for many years."

Wang Lu asked with a smile: "First talk about it is a man or a woman?"

"Of course it's a man... the best man in Jiuzhou Continent." Feng Yin said, "Originally, my position should belong to him."

Hearing this, Wang Lu put down the documents and brushes in his hand, because Feng Yin Zhenren had already made it clear, and he was talking about Ouyang Shang.

It’s very strange. Wang Lu has never told anyone about Ouyang Shang except Wang Wu, and I believe that Wang Wu will not easily reveal this secret. So how did Feng Yin Zhenren know?

Is it because as I gradually deviate from my discipleship and walk onto the stage, my temperament changes really make people involuntarily think of Ouyang Shang?

Mostly not... purely in terms of temperament and personality, there is still a big difference between Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang, otherwise no one on Lingjian Mountain would have seen that he was Ouyang Shang's reincarnation for so many years.

Or is his star eyes clear and able to see through all the secrets in the world?

It shouldn't be that Feng Yin's Star Eye is an acquired magical power after all. He has basically no hope for his life to understand the supreme realm of all things. Practicing the Divine Eye is just paving the way for Zhu Shiyao.

After thinking about it, Wang Lu couldn't figure out how Feng Yin Zhenren saw through his identity, but this question was not important. What was important was what Feng Yin planned to do after understanding the truth.

"Over the years, I have been wondering what would happen if it weren't me, but that person who took charge of the Spirit Sword Sect would be. Whenever I think about this, I can't help but feel ashamed."

Wang Lu felt heavy in his heart when he heard this and wanted to speak to enlightenment, but found that Feng Yin's eyes became a little confused again, so he suddenly realized.

What he needs is not someone's enlightenment, but a quiet audience...

In official history, Ouyang Shang died with the earth immortal at the last moment, and his soul flew out of the sky. He left behind the remnants of the golden generation and returned to the mountain gate to reorganize the rivers and mountains. However, on the Lingjian Mountain, which was in ruins, there were a group of people who were only in the realm of the Golden Elixir.

How should disciples support the five wise men of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance?

Everyone in Tianjian Hall has made great efforts and sacrifices for it - among the elders of Tianjian Hall, the top three are all gray-haired and look exhausted. However, Liu Xian, Fang He and others have at least

Feng Yin, the senior brother, sheltered them from the wind and rain, but Feng Yin had to take on all the difficulties alone.

Thinking of this, it is not difficult to understand the depression and depression in the hearts of the head of the Lingjian Sect.

So Wang Lu started to process the official documents again while listening to Feng Yin's nagging quietly, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Wang Lu could guess the purpose of Feng Yin's trip. For Feng Yin, if the senior brother who was regarded as a god was still alive in the world, he would have no reason to continue to steal the position of the head, so naturally

We should abdicate and give way to the wise.

But for Wang Lu, Feng Yin's decision was absolutely unacceptable whether it was a whim or a careful consideration.

It's very simple, because by the standards of the head, he is far less suitable than Feng Yin.

It is true that Wang Lu is more agile and flexible in some business methods and intelligence, but what the supreme leader of a sect does not need to be skilled in means, but connections and reputation.

The Lingjian Sect is no longer the sect that was difficult to be reborn in the ruins a hundred and fifty years ago and had nothing. The elders of the Tianjian Hall are already powerful people who are powerful in the Jiuzhou Continent, and the sect has even been in the past hundred and fifty years.

Make friends all over the world and establish cooperation with many top-grade sects, becoming a truly indispensable pole in the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.

These cooperative sects recognize the signature of Feng Yin, the leader, rather than Ouyang Shang who should have died for 150 years, nor is it a young golden elixir who has just emerged. Wang Lu rashly took over the leader

The position will only make the Spirit Sword Sect laugh at the doubtful eyes of countless people, and the accumulation of 150 years will turn into flowing water.

What's more, Wang Lu doesn't have so much energy to control a sect now. His goal has never been the head of the Lingjian Sect. After returning through the vast world, he has a more important goal.

The Lingjian School has Feng Yin, Tian Jian Hall, and rare geniuses like Liulixian and Zhu Shiyao. The rise has long been unstoppable. There is actually no essential difference between having Wang Lu or not. But there are some things that only Wang Lu can do.

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I don't know how long it took, Wang Lu had already processed all the documents on the table, so he said to Feng Yin: "Master, although I have not been practicing for a long time, my knowledge is still broad. In my opinion,

There is no one in the Lingjian Sect that is more suitable to be the head of the sect than you. Please do not underestimate yourself, and do not erase the hard struggles of you and the people around you over the past 150 years."

"At the same time, please be prepared to continue to struggle. It is far from time to time when you can unload the burden. If you support the Spirit Sword Sect from the shaky edge to today, you should know more about any imagined savior,

It’s not as realistic as you are down-to-earth. If you really think there is someone in this world who can do better than you, then try to be as good as that person.”

Feng Yin was not angry when he was persuaded by Wang Lu in such an old-fashioned tone, but just laughed softly.

"That's right, I'm so old that I'm just like a child who's having unrealistic dreams. Well, since even you, the chief disciple, say that, I'll continue to work harder in this position as the leader.
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