In the house, just as Wu Fang was about to click on the system reward, there was a loudspeaker sound outside the house.

Wu Fang frowned slightly, so he had to open the door first to see what was happening outside.

"Ghost, ghost!" As soon as Wu Fang's figure appeared at the door, a frightened scream sounded in his ears.

I saw a group of monks carrying the coffin walking into his courtyard, with a total of sixteen people. The four people who walked in the front were so frightened that they let go and smashed the coffin on the ground in fright.

When the rest of the people saw Wu Fang's appearance clearly, they also showed panic, and they took a few steps back, hiding behind the coffin one by one, their pupils dilated to the extreme.

Wu Fang's eyes swept over the courtyard and found that a blank piece of paper was posted in every corner, and the big word 'Dian' on the white paper was particularly conspicuous.

"What the hell is this!" Wu Fang couldn't help but mutter.

"You...... Don't come here!" The monks behind the coffin stared at Wu Fang with a look of fear, and one by one they had already retreated outside the courtyard.

"What's going on? Why don't you go in and go in!" Suddenly, a voice as crisp as a yellow oriole came from outside the door.

I saw a woman in Tsing Yi pacing and walking to the door of the courtyard with a displeased face.

When the woman in Tsing Yi saw Wu Fang standing at the door of the inner room, her graceful body trembled suddenly, and her face turned gray in an instant. The whole person is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, like a clay wood carved doll.

Obviously, the appearance of this person who shouldn't have appeared caught her off guard.

"Niece Hanyan, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it very much!" Seeing Xia Hanyan, Wu Fang couldn't help but wave his hand at him.

"You are a human or a ghost now!" Xia Hanyan gasped and stared at Wu Fang with his eyes.

"Uncle Xiao, you're back!" Without waiting for Wu Fang to speak, a girl in a purple dress ran elegantly into a chic courtyard.

Mu Xue'er appeared, and the corners of Wu Fang's mouth couldn't help but raise a heartfelt smile.

"I haven't seen you for seven days, my Xue'er is even more attractive, and my little uncle can't hold it anymore. Wu Fangxiao looked at Mu Xue'er who ran to him, and couldn't help but coil the other party's green silk.

"Uncle Junior, what are you talking about!" Although Mu Xue'er didn't understand what Wu Fang was saying, from the other party's tone, she knew that the other party must be making fun of herself. At that moment, a touch of blush permeated from his fair face, and he secretly glanced at Wu Fang.

"Xue'er, he's not dead?" Xia Hanyan frowned and walked to Mu Xue'er's side.

"Sister Yan, I promised Uncle Xiao, no one can say it. Mu Xue'er bit her lip, a little dodging Xia Hanyan's questioning gaze.

Hearing Mu Xue'er say this, Wu Fang remembered that when the Illusory World disappeared seven days ago, everyone thought he was dead inside. He also told Mu Xueer not to explain to others, so he made these people think that he was dead.

However, what is the coffin in front of you, the monk blowing the trumpet, and those big words 'lay'?

When everyone thought he had fallen off the cliff, they didn't see these fames!

"Why are you dying!" Xia Hanyan looked at Wu Fang, his words filled with anger.

"You are no longer needed here, so let's leave. After Wu Fang glanced at the monks outside the courtyard and drove them away, he looked at Xia Hanyan with a solemn face, "In the past seven days, has Li Xian's side made any moves?"

"The country can't be without a king for a day, since the death of Lord Shizun, the Purple Cloud Sect has not had a new sect master. And you, the titular young sect master, died in the illusion. In the past three days, one after another, elders have rushed back from outside, ready to vote for a new sect master. ”

"At present, the most popular sect master candidate is Great Elder Li Xian. There were too many disciples who died in the illusion this time, and even Li Ao died inside, and it was his idea to overtake the dead disciples in batches. ”

Speaking of this, Xia Han's mouth flickered: "What does this have to do with you cheating death?"

"I didn't expect the movement to be quite big!" Wu Fang muttered, half-squinted and pondered for a moment and asked, "Which elders are currently supporting Li Xian's ascension?"

"At present, there are three elders, five elders, six elders, seven elders, nine elders, and eleven eleven elders, and they are already more than half of the number. Speaking of this, a hint of surprise flashed in Xia Hanyan's beautiful eyes, and he looked at Wu Fang suspiciously, "You deliberately died for Li Xian?"

"Three, five, six, seven, nine, eleven......" Wu Fang repeated in his mouth, remembering these numbers in his mind.

After that, he looked at Xia Hanyan and said with a smile: "Where are they now? I, the nominal young sect master, are still alive, and the Purple Cloud Sect does not need a new sect master for the time being!"

"Purple Cloud Hall. ”

Hearing Wu Fang's words, Xia Hanyan's expression was a little stunned, she felt that she didn't know the 'uncle' in front of her who had grown up together since childhood.

"Let's go, let's make an appearance. With that, Wu Fang flicked his sleeves and walked in the direction of the Purple Cloud Hall.

At the same time, the Purple Cloud Hall halfway up the mountain was filled with a murderous aura.

In the main hall, a red carpet stretches far away, and at the end of the red carpet is a luxurious dragon chair made of sandalwood, but no one sits on the dragon chair.

There are twelve seats lined up on both sides of the red carpet, ten of which are already occupied.

"Fourth, why are you so stubborn, what's wrong with the Great Elder sitting in the position of the sect master?" the third elder persuaded a middle-aged man opposite.

"So far, no one has seen Wu Fang die in the illusion realm, and even if he dies, it has only been seven days, and you are going to establish the position of sect master, which is a bit too rushed. The Fourth Elder snorted coldly.

"Fourth, no matter how much you oppose it, in terms of numbers, the supporters have outnumbered the opponents. Even if you oppose it, the result will not change. Calling you back is just a symbolic formality. The five elders on the side echoed.

"In my opinion, the matter of establishing a new sect master should be decided after the second elder comes back. The Eighth Elder spoke.

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In the main hall, the crowd was divided into two factions on whether to support Li Xian's position on the throne, but in terms of numbers, it was clear that one faction supported more than the opposition.

"Even if Bai Feng comes back, what if he opposes it? The sect master has been dead for three months, and the titular young sect master 'Wu Fang' has also died in the illusion. Is there anyone else for this suzerain's position besides me?"

Li Xian got up from his seat, his gaze coldly swept over the opposition of the Fourth Elder, the Eighth Elder, and the other oppositionists, and snorted coldly: "Since it is an ironclad matter, is there any point in you obstructing me so much? Or, does he Bai Feng himself want to sit in this position?"

"I'm not dead yet, you're here to discuss the matter of supporting a new sect master, isn't it?"

Suddenly, a joking voice floated in from outside the hall, and then a figure walked into the hall leisurely.

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