The heads of various sects who had been talking in a mess all closed their mouths with satisfaction at this moment. Although Zheng Ming did not observe carefully, he still saw something from the smiles of some people nodding to each other.

In just half a quarter of an hour, everyone left cleanly. Just as Zheng Ming was about to go to see the Yuanshi Treasure House, someone whispered: "Ding Mogeng pays homage to the sect leader."

Zheng Ming turned his head and saw Ding Mogen, who was a hundred feet away, standing in front of him with a smile.

"Sect Master, my senior brother knows that you are in trouble, so he asks his subordinates to bring you a message. As long as you agree to his conditions, our Litian lineage will definitely come forward to help you solve the problem."

Ding Mogeng said sincerely: "You have the song of the Qinglian Sword. Although you have become the leader of a sect because of the support of the ancestral meridians and a few branches close to your Changtian sect, you, the leader of your sect, is too far from Jiang Yuan."

"Jiang Yuan himself has cultivation, and he has the support of the Wanxiang lineage, and you have nothing. In this way, what you, the sect leader, would be too tired."

"We are not afraid to say anything else about the Litian lineage, but we can make you a real sect leader, a sect leader who can truly command the Wanxiang Sect."

Zheng Ming did not say anything, and Ding Mogeng did not force Zheng Ming to express his opinion. He bowed to Zheng Ming gently and said, "When did the sect leader figure it out? As long as you send a letter to our Ritian lineage, everything my senior brother promises will be effective."

"In addition, I can tell you something about the sect leader. The Yuanshi within the sect is really a big pit."

"You must be careful!"

Ding Mogeng left, and his pleasing light skills made him look like a god, disappearing without a trace.

"Hehe, Xiao Mingzi, this sect leader is not easy to be. Today is really lively and it makes people enjoy watching it." The demonic green snail appeared lazily in front of Zheng Ming, showing his infinitely beautiful figure while saying with a few traces of gratitude.

Zheng Ming glared at the demonic green snail, and the demonic green snail smiled and said, "Let's make a bet, I bet that not only can't calculate Yuanshi in your pile of accounts, but I'm afraid there are still many debts."

"Woooo, poor sect leader, maybe he will sell himself to pay off his debts in the future. It's so pitiful!"

"If it were you, you would have stopped doing this sect leader long ago. Such a thing is really thankless!"

Zheng Ming glared at the demonic green snail and said confidently: "I will figure out what the situation of this Yuanshi is like soon."

"As for now I'm going to the Sutra Pavilion to see if there are any exercises that I can use."

Yaoxing Qingshu nodded and said, "Okay, maybe there are still many gains in the Sutra Pavilion. At least, if this sect leader can be the one day, he will have to take advantage of it all day."

"If you don't take advantage of it, that's a fool?"

Zheng Ming did not say anything and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.

In a monastery on Wanxiang Peak, three people were sitting cross-legged, among which the person sitting on the top was Song Shuyun, who was like an old farmer.

Although Song Shuyun's image is not good, as the second person on Wanxiang Peak, he still has a power that ordinary people do not have.

"According to the arrangement of Song Cizuo, I have thrown all the general accounts of these years to Zheng Ming. When he saw those accounts, he seemed to have a headache." The chubby Jin Yuandong said with a smile.

At this moment, he was not as honest as he was in front of Zheng Ming, holding a jade cup carved from flawless jade in his hand, looking chic and calm.

Song Shuyun said lightly: "Just let that kid spend two days of the sect leader's addiction, and let him know that not everyone can be the sect leader of the Wanxiang Sect."

"The next seat is right. It's really funny that a young boy dares to be our sect leader." Although his face was sad and bitter, his expression was full of calmness.

"It's just that Junior Brother Ma has suffered, but this time I have suffered."

Song Shuyun didn't say anything, but a trace of chill flashed in his eyes. Anyone who knew him knew that murderous intent had flashed through his heart at this moment.

"Lao Jin, have you dealt with the accounts that Yuan Shi has taken over the years?" Song Shuyun, who suddenly turned his head, headed towards the Jin Yuan host.

Jin Yuandong laughed and said, "Senior brother, please don't worry, I, Lao Jin, dare not boast about anything else. On this account, Zheng Ming is just a young boy. Even if he is an old fox for many years, he can only eat the water for my Lao Jin's foot washing water."

Speaking of this, Jin Yuandong swallowed the fine wine in the cup in one gulp, looking proud and fulfilled.

"Senior brother, why worry about the original books? They pile up, and there is half a room. That boy Zheng Ming has no time to read that one. He can't finish reading the general account I gave him."

"Well, after this matter is processed, not only will the position of the treasurer be yours, but also the position of the first seat of your Jingyuan Peak, but yours."

When Song Shuyun said this, he looked at Xuan Ku and said, "Of course, the supply of Yuanshi for Junior Brother Xuan Ku will be doubled in the future!"

As soon as these two conditions came out, all the faces of Jin Yuandong and Xuan Ku smiled. The two stood up at the same time and smiled at Song Shuyun: "Thank you for the cultivation of Song Cizu."

"Don't thank me, this is given to you by my senior brother!" Song Shuyun said lightly: "It's better to let that kid be the sect leader, so that some people can clamor all day long. Now let them understand that without our Wanxiang lineage in charge, the entire Wanxiang Peak would be a pile of loose sand!"

"I want them to beg their senior brother to serve as the sect leader."

Xuan Ku's expression moved, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes, but Jin Yuandong said with a smile: "I think the most inseparable thing from this Wanxiang Sect is Master Jiang. Without the support of Master Jiang, how could the Wanxiang Sect have the current good situation?"

"Come on, let's have a drink for Sect Master Jiang to take up the position of Sect Master again!"

Just as the three of them were eating, drinking and joking, a disciple walked in respectfully. He glanced at Jin Yuandong and Xuan Ku, with a hint of hesitation in his expression.

"If you have any questions, the Xuanku Head and the Jin Head are not outsiders, so what can you hide?" Song Shuyun's words were very open, which made the expressions of Jin Yuandong and the other two look much better in an instant.

The disciple said respectfully: "Uncle Master, I just heard a legend. Is this... I wonder if this is true or false?"

"What legend? If it is a legend that is useless, don't waste time with me!" Song Shuyun frowned, with a hint of sternness in his voice.

Among the Wanxiang Peak, the most feared thing for ordinary disciples is not Jiang Yuan, but Song Shuyun. Song Shuyun is harsh and cannot even rub any sand, so many disciples of Wanxiang Peak are frightened when they see him.

"Uncle Master, it's news about the Lietian Sword Sect. That... the disciple of the Lietian Sword Sect said that Xiao Wu went back to find Zheng Ming."

Song Shuyun's expression did not change at all. Xiao Wuhui's search for Zheng Ming was already under his plan. In his opinion, if Xiao Wuhui didn't search for Zheng Ming, would there be a problem?

"Xiao Wuhui wants to comprehend the true meaning of his Qinglian Sword Song with Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming said... say..."

"What are you saying, tell me honestly." Song Shuyun frowned, very dissatisfied with the disciple's performance.

The disciple said, "If Xiao Wuhui wants to learn the true meaning, there is only one way, that is, to worship him, Zheng Ming as his teacher."

After saying this, the disciple looked at Song Shuyun even more nervous. After all, he was not sure. What kind of attitude did this uncle have after he said this sentence?

"Hahaha, so great that he actually wants to accept Xiao Wuhui as a disciple. Hahaha, it's so... so interesting!" Jin Yundong laughed to the sky, as if only such laughter could express his ridicule of this proposal.

Although the mysterious bitterness did not laugh to the sky like Jin Yundong, his confined lips showed that the head who didn't like to laugh was also very uncomfortable.

For them, it is the most normal thing for Xiao Wuhui to accept Zheng Ming as his disciple, and Zheng Ming to accept Xiao Wuhui as his disciple, that is a huge joke.

Zheng Ming actually wanted to accept Xiao Wuhui as his disciple. He was too ignorant of the world, too... too frivolous, too ignorant!

However, Song Shuyun's brow frowned slightly and did not speak immediately. His thoughts made Jin Yuandong, who was laughing, suddenly turn into a chicken with a choked neck.

"Sit down again, is there something..." Jin Yuandong asked Song Shuyun carefully.

Song Shuyun shook his head and said, "If we had known that Xiao Wuhui had such an idea, we shouldn't have taken action so quickly. If we could give Zheng Ming a little relaxed, I believe Xiao Wuhui would be very uncomfortable."

Jin Yuandong nodded heavily, but then said anxiously: "Sit down again, now we are already on the string, we have to fire!"

"I know, so I just said if so, don't worry, since we have already made a move, we will definitely kill with one blow!"

Speaking of this, Song Shuyun said with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "It would be fun if Xiao Wuhui really became Zheng Ming's disciple!"

Although she said this, Song Shuyun knew very well that even if the sun and the moon were changing, Xiao Wuhui would not be able to become Zheng Ming as his teacher.

Who is Xiao Wuhui? How could Xiao Wuhui, who is extremely proud, be a junior, and would not agree to the request that he has no face.

"You instruct your disciples to spread the news that Zheng Ming asked Xiao Wuhui to become a disciple to me. Hehe, I want all disciples to know about this."

Song Shuyun pinched his chin with his fingers and said with a smile: "I want all the disciples of the Wanxiang Sect, no, I should say that all the strength involved in the Wanxiang Sect know this news."

Jin Yuandong looked at the disciple who respectfully took the order and looked at Song Shuyun with a little more fear.

Song Shuyun's decision was to slap Zheng Ming in one fell swoop. I'm afraid that after this news came out, everyone had only one impression of Zheng Ming, that is, they were unbearable.

Wonderful, overestimating one's own abilities, Huangkouruzi, speaks freely, and doesn't know the importance of it...

These words that describe a useless person will be used on Zheng Ming, and they cannot be erased if they want to.

It may not take long for the sect leader Zheng Ming to become a thing of the past. His achievements the day before yesterday, his Qinglian Sword Song, and all his honors will disappear.

Although Zheng Ming is not serious about the importance of this, this kind of boost can kill people invisibly.

No one can you offend Song Shuyun in the future!
Chapter completed!