"Mo Tong, it seems that you really guessed it, the people of the Blue Alliance have already started to do it. After the surprise, Ziyun immediately began to worry about Qingzong's current situation.

"Just do it, otherwise all the games we have laid out this year will be in vain. I don't know how big a fish the sect master can catch this fake disappearance, but I'm worried that this fish is too big, and we won't be able to drag him ashore, but will be dragged into the water by the fish. Master, how many Tantric disciples within Qingzong can be mobilized now?" Mo Tong's heart was very messy, and after returning to Qingzong, he found that things were much more responsible than he imagined, and an unknown force was involved.

"There are about 100 people, and their cultivation is concentrated between one-star earth spirits and six-star earth spirits. These people only obey the orders of the sect master, and they usually hide near Qingluan Mountain, as long as they issue the secret order of the sect master, they can gather within half an hour. Coupled with the fact that the sect master is secretly in the formation, the two of us have called on some disciples in the open place, and we should not lose to those people in the Blue Alliance. Ziyun's tone was affirmative, but her heart was also bottomless. Now that things have developed to this point, the only way to do this is to get involved.

"Elder Ziyun, you're back, aren't you?"

As he was talking, Lang Yan's voice came from outside the house, and soon he was seen pushing the door in, followed by two people. Mo Tong glanced at the two of them, his face was very raw, but his cultivation was not low, and he followed Lang Yan within a zhang of him without hesitation.

"Elder Lang Yan, what are you doing here?" Zi Yun's face sank, and she was very unhappy with Lang Yan's behavior of coming in uninvited and coming in without even knocking on the door.

"Elder Ziyun, you came back just in time, we are having a meeting in the main hall, so please come over for a while. Lang Yan didn't seem to see Ziyun's expression different, and when he glanced at Mo Tong and saw that Mo Tong was also there, he was slightly surprised in his heart, and quickly turned his attention back to Ziyun.

"Now the meeting, what is the meeting now, is the sect master back?" Zi Yun frowned and glanced at Lang Yan in surprise.

"Elder Ziyun, let's go to the main hall first. The importance of today's meeting is related to the future development of Qingzong. Didn't Elder Dongmen come back with him? If he doesn't come back, forget it, Elder Ziyun, you will come back too. Lang Yan didn't wait for Ziyun to agree, and made a gesture of please after finishing speaking.

"Huh?" Ziyun looked at Lang Yan in surprise, and finally got up.

"Mo Tong, you don't have to go, our elders have a meeting, and an ordinary disciple is not qualified to sit in here. Seeing that Mo Tong was about to follow, Lang Yan stopped Mo Tong with one hand.

"Mo Tong, you can rest in the Purple Garden first, go to the main hall for the teacher first, and then come back to discuss with you. Ziyun gave Mo Tong a reassuring look.

Mo Tong nodded helplessly, with his current identity, he really couldn't follow in. After watching Lang Yan and Ziyun leave, Mo Tong pondered for a moment, took out a sound transmission stone, and summoned a thousand illusions over.

As early as a year ago, Mo Tong let him lurk in Qingzong, monitoring Qingzong's movements.

After a moment, a figure appeared in the Purple Garden, although it was not the true appearance of a thousand illusions, but the ink pupil recognized it at a glance.

"Qianhuan, what's going on with Qingzong these days?" As soon as Mo Tong saw Qianhuan, he asked anxiously.

"Master, I have finally looked forward to you. Master, you deceived Benjun so miserably, how can Qingzong have any spiritual treasures? Such a big Qingluan Mountain, you can't find a purple spirit weapon, it's too poor, right?" Qianhuan kept complaining to Mo Tong, looking at him as if he had suffered a big loss.

"Lingbao, you are big! I asked you to come to Qingzong's mission, which was to spy on Lang Yan, but I didn't ask you to come to hunt for treasures. Hurry up, you spy on Lang Yan, how are you monitoring?"

"That Lang Yan, really be very careful, usually no one can get close to him except for the two entourages around him. The strength of those two retinues was too strong, and the two of them were almost inseparable, and I never found a chance to start. I could only stare at them from afar, and I didn't dare to approach them at all...... Ouch......" Qianhuan said with a bitter face, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: Perverted master, you let Benjun spy on the Earth Spirit, this is simply deliberately making things difficult for Benjun. That Lang Yan is also a pervert, never let people get close to him within ten feet, often disappears alone for a period of time inexplicably, and he doesn't know what he is doing to see the light.

Mo Tong knocked Qian Huan's head and said angrily: "You waste, you can't monitor anyone." What's going on with the Sword Peak Elder Meeting today, you always know some news, right?"

"I heard about this, Lang Yan's guy gathered several elders together, Mu Chen, Fang Ming, and Qiu Shuzhi, and heard that it was going to re-elect the sect master. Half a year ago, news came that Yuan Hong, the sect leader of your Qing Sect, encountered an undercurrent storm and died in the storm. One of Shefu's disciples returned his body, which should still be placed in the main hall now. If this monarch is not wrong, their elders should be competing for the throne of the sect master of the Qing Sect. By the way, just now I saw that the master, Master, and she also went to the main hall, should we also go and see the excitement?" Qian Huan rubbed his head, and a trace of excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

"If only it were that simple. I'm worried that Lang Yan has some conspiracy, and I'm afraid that Master will suffer a loss. Qianhuan, you just said that Elder Mu Chen, they have all gone to the main hall, let's go, let's go too. "Mo Tong doesn't expect to get any useful news from Qianhuan's mouth now, so I'm still going to the main hall to see what is going on.

......

It was said that Ziyun rushed to the main hall of Sword Peak, and when she arrived, she saw that the three elders Mu Chen, Fang Ming and Qiu Shuzhi were there. When they saw Ziyun appear, their faces showed a hint of surprise, and at the same time, there was also a hint of anxiety on their faces.

"Okay, the six elders of Qingzong, except for the East Gate Elder who is outside and has no time to come back, our five elders are also here. Let's start our meeting, come on, give me a seat!" Lang Yan gave an order, and then ten disciples, two of them carried one, and slowly carried it into the main hall.

"Incense!"

"Rise to the altar!"

"Sacrifice!"

"Rite over!"

......

After a series of ceremonies, the final Qingzong suzerain's election meeting began. In fact, all the people who were really presiding were Lang Yan alone, Ziyun and they were all watching quietly from the sidelines, and no one spoke.

"The unfortunate death of the sect master is really a jealous talent, and we deeply regret it. However, Qingzong cannot be without a master for a day, and the dragons cannot be without a leader for a day. In order for the Qingzong to develop better, we must elect the next sect master as soon as possible. Elders, do you have any suitable candidates in mind? Elder Qiu, you can speak first. When Lang Yan talked about the former sect leader Yuan Hong, his face was full of grief and indignation.

"I don't have much to say, those who can live in it. Whoever has the strength and who can make Qingzong prosperous, I will support whomever I support. As the suzerain, I, Qiu, am self-aware, so I will not participate in the election. Qiu Shuzhi said ambiguously, and did not say who he supported clearly.

"Elder Mu Chen, what about you?" Although Lang Yan was dissatisfied with Qiu Shuzhi's answer, he didn't say anything and turned to ask Mu Chen.

"I support what Elder Qiu said, the position of sect master, those who can live there. I'm only interested in alchemy, as for being a sect master or something, don't bother me. Mu Chen kept his eyes closed, and Lang Yan didn't open his eyes when he asked him, as if the election of the sect leader was just a very small matter, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Elder Ziyun, do you think you have a suitable candidate in mind?" Lang Yan took a look, only Ziyun and Fang Ming were left, and after thinking about it for a while, he decided to ask Ziyun first.

"Elder Lang Yan, wouldn't it be too hasty for you to summon us to elect the Sect Master in such a hurry? I still don't believe that the Sect Master will die in the storm until I get the news of the Sect Master's death. Ziyun looked at Lang Yan with a frown, and secretly speculated in her heart, could it be that this little guy Mo Tong guessed correctly? Lang Yan could really be a member of the Blue Alliance?