The elders stretched out their skull-like hands, which seemed to be weak, but the hand that held the teacup seemed calm and powerful, the reason why the Liuyi Pavilion was able to sit firmly on the throne of the first overlord of Qingluo Town was all due to these old monsters, all the elders present had lived since the first generation of the Pavilion fought against Qingluo Town, and each of them had reached the ninth level of the Apocalypse.

But because the cultivation can no longer continue to grow, the lifespan will be shortened accordingly, and the average age has reached one hundred and ten years old, unlike Pavilion Director Han Yi, he is recognized as the strongest in the Liuyi Pavilion, and he is the most suitable candidate recommended by all the elder sects, and he is a strong person of the third order of the Heavenly Master.

After the girls finished serving the tea, they lined up in the corner, waiting for orders.

"Go down, all of you. It was not Curator Han Yi who spoke, but a white-clothed elder with a prominent status, named Akiyama Crane, Elder Akiyama Crane, who has always been full of seriousness, was once the most powerful assistant next to the ancestor of the mountain, even if Curator Han Yi saw him, he had to respectfully shout "Uncle Crane".

"Yes. The girls answered and walked out of the house.

In the extremely tense atmosphere of the Chamber, there must be important matters to discuss, except for the curator and elders, no one is allowed to enter, and such a meeting has not been held for many years, Han Yi, who was sitting in the north seat, lowered his head and pondered, with a solemn expression.

"We've not had such a major meeting for a long time, right?" Akiyama Crane looked at Han Yi, who was sitting upright at the top of the chief, and his tone was cold, "Since the death of the first two generations of curators, the disciples recruited by the Liuyi Pavilion every year are all a rabble, the outer disciples do not think about cultivating diligently, the atmosphere of the inner door is corrupt, and the many rules that separate the outer door from the inner door have brought a lot of trouble to the Daoist Pavilion, especially the inner disciples, who often provoke and insult the outer disciples by relying on their superiority, and it won't be long before the Liuyi Pavilion declines!"

"Moreover, there is no suitable disciple to inherit the position of the curator now, Han Yi, haven't you always wanted to find an excellent apprentice to inherit your mantle? ”

Curator Han Yi pinched his chin and was silent, his eyes were fixed on the table, unwilling to look up at anyone, as if his soul had been drained.

"Don't we still have that kid Li Wangjing? With him, it won't be a problem to inherit the position of curator in the future, right? What do you think, Elder Akiyama Crane. A black-robed old man hiding in a dark corner straightened up.

"Heh, just that kid, the symbol of the scum of the inner gate, how did you, as his teaching master, teach such an arrogant disciple," Akiyama Crane sneered and said slowly, "Last time, Li Wangjing ignored the strictness of the sect rules and went to the East China Sea alone to seize the spirit beast dragon pattern, but in the end, he caught chickens and rice, which angered the human-faced fish, and as a result, the human-faced fish on the entire east coast ran ashore, causing a large number of casualties, and innocent people died tragically in the belly of the human-faced fish, if he was allowed to take over the position of curator Han Yi in the future, I am afraid it would be impossible!"

If it weren't for him talking, it would be difficult for anyone to find out about the existence of this black-robed old man, just because he was too short, only about one meter six tall, plus he was old, his body was gradually shrinking, and his thin body could not support the wide robe, and the existence of the top two in the list of elders of the Liuyi Pavilion was called Ghost Mountain Spring, and only he dared to talk to Akiyama Crane like this.

Looking back now, all the elders were still shocked by the dark gold badge on the chest of the Ghost Mountain Spring, which was a symbol of honor in the Liuyi Pavilion, when he once pacified the rebellion of the Sea Clan spirit beasts on the east coast with the Ancestral Master, one of the Sea Clan generals almost seriously injured the Ancestral Master, but fortunately, the Ghost Mountain Spring flashed between the Sea Clan General and the Ancestral Master in time, and beheaded the Sea Clan General with the strength of one person, which increased the victory rate by half.

The badge on his chest was awarded to him by his ancestor himself, and it was not until today at such an important meeting that Guishanquan pasted the badge of honor that he had treasured for many years.

"Anyway, I don't have much hope for this gym, in my eyes, Li Wangjing is better than all the inner disciples, if the curator doesn't choose him, it will lose a good future, the current Li Wangjing, with the cultivation of the sixth order of the Apocalypse, even if I, an old man, resist him, it is extremely difficult, with his talent, I think everyone here is not qualified to say that he is a waste, right?"

This sentence sounded like it was said to all the elders on the surface, but in fact it was just laughing at Akiyama Crane alone, indicating that the other party was not qualified to judge his disciple, Akiyama Crane stared at the Ghost Mountain Spring angrily, and the fist on the table clenched, but he was powerless to refute.

Yes, with Li Wangjing's strength and talent, there is really no one who can compare to him in the Liuyi Pavilion at present, and the words of the Ghost Mountain Spring and the reality of the gradual decline of the Liuyi Pavilion have killed the Akiyama Crane.

"Amitabha, Elder Ghost Mountain Spring is wrong to say this, although Li Wangjing has excellent talent beyond ordinary people, his character and quality are not worthy of being an heir. At this time, a bald old man in a robe spoke, with Buddhist beads in his hand and six "black moles" on his forehead.

Ghost Mountain Spring's face sank and asked, "Elder Kongming, then you should tell me, who can compare to Li Wang Jing?"

"Amitabha, forgive the poor monk for bluntly saying that there is one inner disciple who can be compared with Li Wangjing. ”

"Oh, what kind of genius should someone who can even compare to my disciple?" asked Guishan Quan curiously.

"I don't need to say it, Curator Han Yi should know in his heart, with Chu Tongyu's quality and talent, there are really few people in the Daoist Pavilion who can compare, Li Wangjing's kid is a half-hanger, and it is very suitable to make Chu Tongyu the heir of the curator. Elder Kong Ming looked at Han Yi, the reason why he recommended Chu Tongyu so much, firstly, was because Chu Tongyu was indeed very good, and secondly, Chu Tongyu was also an apprentice taught by his subordinates.

Akiyama Crane nodded, took a sip of the teacup, and said, "I think so too, in short, Li Wangjing is definitely not qualified to be the next curator." ”

Han Yi, who had been silent for a long time, slowly exhaled and waved his hand: "Don't say it, I am a free candidate in my heart, this time I will recruit disciples, I will definitely not disappoint the elders, after this year, if you find that I really don't have the ability to find a suitable heir, then I am not worthy of being this curator, and I can be kicked out of power at any time." ”