July 16, Fengzhou, the location of the Taoist Academy.

The director of the Daoist Academy, the white-eyed true monarch sat cross-legged on the futon, surrounded by hundreds of jade slips that emitted a faint light, and bursts of spiritual energy swirls were wrapped around him, and when the light flickered, it was the Dao purple qi spiral that shot out of it.

The white-eyed true monarch has a mediocre face, but the heavenly court is full and the momentum is amazing, although the white eyebrows are the road name, but the two eyebrows are thick and black, and there is no white at all.

The place where he is a secret projection, from the outside it looks like an ordinary office, but when you walk in, you are in an elegant and natural bamboo forest, the air is fresh, the aura is abundant, and it is refreshing.

The White Eyebrow True Monarch was carrying out his daily cultivation, and as he submerged his mind method, a red diamond-shaped mark slowly appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The imprint as a whole presents an extremely rich cinnabar color, the outline can reach the size of a little fingernail, at the beginning it is small, the color is faint, inconspicuous, as the white-eyed Zhenjun runs the mind over and over again, and incorporates the huge aura into the body, this imprint gradually turns into light red, dark red, dark red, and then turns shiny, yellow, gold...

Eventually, it faded back to its original red color.

After repeating the cycle many times, the closed eyes of the white-eyed true monarch slowly opened, and the hundreds of jade pieces also stopped rotating, one after another fell in front of the white-eyed true monarch, neatly arranged, the aura cyclone disappeared, and the bamboo forest returned to calm.

As soon as his cultivation was over, the real person who had been waiting outside the office for a long time walked in with a respectful expression after asking for his consent.

Baimei Zhenjun was expressionless, his simple and wide sleeved robe waved forward, and a futon of the same style as under his ass suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him, with one hand facing down, and said, "Sit." ”

Qiu Fan Zhenren sat down respectfully, and praised carefully: "When I see your futon here, I know that Zhenjun's taste is as good as ever." ”

The white-eyed Zhenjun raised his black eyebrows, and said rather coldly: "Something?"

Although he knew that Baimei Zhenjun was such an unkind and silent person, he still couldn't help but complain in his heart, thinking that Zhenjun was so great, if he could go one step further, wouldn't he also become a Zhenjun?

With a feeling of not knowing whether it was jealousy or resentment, Qiu Fan Zhenren lowered his head and said: "It's about the No. 1 team leader, the parents of the students who entered the school this year collectively responded to us, hoping to cancel the No. 1 team leader selection activity after the end of the school entrance examination. ”

For seven years in a row, after the end of the annual No. 1 team leader selection activity, the elected person will die peacefully on an ordinary day, and all of them die by suicide, although the incident has been blamed on coincidence, but it still caused unnecessary panic among the new parents.

These parents who sent their children to the Taoist Academy to practice were mentally prepared for their children to die from the experience, from the black hands of their teammates, from the battlefield, from accidents, from quick success, and from the claws of spirit beasts, but no matter what, they couldn't accept such a completely confusing way of dying.

In the fourth and fifth years of the incident, some parents were dissatisfied with the selection of the No. 1 team leader, but before the public opinion offensive began, they were suppressed by Baimei Zhenjun and other college leaders.

Originally, Baimei Zhenjun, the teaching director, had a strong attitude, and there was nothing unusual about the intervention of many forces, so no one mentioned it again after that, but this year, this matter was mentioned slightly more frequently. Do the math, this is the fourth time this year that the No. 1 team leader selection has been mentioned.

The expression on the face of the white-eyed Zhenjun did not change at all, his eyes were long, and he stared at the restless begging fan real person in front of him for a long time, and suddenly said such a sentence: "It's not me." ”

Qiu Fan Zhenren looked up in astonishment and said, "What, what?"

Baimei Zhenjun's words have no beginning or end, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood what he meant by this. Probably because Baimei Zhenjun has always opposed the cancellation of the selection of the No. 1 team leader, and there are some conspiracy theories that this matter may be related to Baimei Zhenjun, or maybe he did it, in order to hide the truth or something.

Baimei Zhenjun has a clear heart, why is it so frequently mentioned to cancel the selection of the No. 1 team leader this year? It's not that there is a Ji An who wants to enter the school in early September, and some leaders of the Taoist Academy are worried that Ji An will be pushed to that position after the opening exam, and the result is also an accidental death, which is definitely going to cause an uproar.

The only son of Yuanzhou Yiba Ji Tiandu, if he has an accident in the Taoist Academy, who is not embarrassed in the Taoist Academy?

Even the dean of the Taoist Academy has to hurt the meridians.

As for the others, it is possible that they will be torn apart by the crazy Ji family.

But everyone suspected that the No. 1 selection was related to Baimei Zhenjun, and it was not good to suspect it openly, so they tried all kinds of words, hoping to ask something through the means of side knocking, or they could reach a tacit understanding with Baimei Zhenjun, and the other students would die if they died, and this master couldn't just have an accident!

"You don't have to work in vain, that incident has nothing to do with me, those who spread rumors behind their backs and tarnish people's innocence out of thin air, I have already given them a chance, since they don't cherish any of them, then I can only ask them out. The white-eyed Zhenjun had a cold gaze and an unswerving complexion.

As soon as Baimei Zhenjun said this, it was rare to say so many words at one time, but he was at a loss for what to do, and subconsciously said: "Yes, yes, Zhenjun is right, those who spread rumors must be cleaned up." ”

After finishing speaking, Qiu Fan Zhenren hesitated for a while, and asked tentatively: "What about the change of the No. 1 team leader selection to the rookie king sequence selection?"

"Yes. Baimei Zhenjun tapped his chin and simply gave an answer.

Hearing this, the real person was overjoyed, and he only felt that everything in the world was no longer as beautiful as the two words "can" of Baimei Zhenjun at this moment, and said in a stack: "Okay, good." ”

After that, seeing that Baimei Zhenjun did not regret his remarks, Baifan Zhenren's heart was full of joy, his hands danced, and he hurriedly got up from the futon, and couldn't sit still: "Zhenjun, you continue to rest here, you sit, you sit, I, I'll make you a cup of tea, do you want elegant incense, autumn flowers, or Changgexian and Bihu Spring? The tea should be a little hot, what do you want for dessert?

It seems that Ji An's admission to school is under a lot of pressure on him, and as soon as Baimei Zhenjun is relieved, as a Jindan real person, he is almost out of shape with joy.

How big can the power of a cultivator family that has not become a sect develop? Before that, Baimei Zhenjun didn't have much understanding of this, but after today, he was afraid that he would have to face this problem squarely.

Qiu Fan Zhenren read a string of dessert names here, and without waiting for Baimei Zhenjun to think about it, he said excitedly: "Forget it, Zhenjun, you wait here, I will have them all served to you immediately!"

Before the words fell, the person swished and ran away.

The white-eyed Zhenjun could barely maintain the expression on his face, and he couldn't help muttering, "As for it?"

The real person who ran out of the distance was excited, and his ten fingers flew between the runs, constantly pinching out the communication method, tirelessly, and notifying the past one by one: "Move for me!" Send a notice to the outside world, this year's No. 1 team leader selection activity, our Taoist Academy, no longer do!"

The news of the cancellation of the event was quickly delivered to Ji An.

Ji An and Tang Cha, who had just finished discussing the selection of the No. 1 team leader yesterday, stared at each other in the room.

"W-What is this?"