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Xiao Jiu is now a mythical existence in the cultivation realm.

Coupled with the fact that she now has the image of a simple and elegant mortal girl, these sect Yuanying monks who have preconceived ideas automatically give her an insurmountable mysterious line in their hearts.

Therefore, Ziyi Zhenjun has always been cautious when talking to Xiao Jiu, for fear of offending the authority of gods and men.

At the beginning, Ziqing also had a little restraint when she saw a dragon in the clouds, but she was provoked into the prototype in a few words.

Her relationship with Xiao Jiu is different in the end, they are true friends who have a heart-to-heart relationship.

Hearing Xiao Jiu's question, she replied after thinking for a while:

"Actually, in the long run, the purple family is no longer suitable for being in power in the sect!"

With Xiao Jiu's expression of listening attentively, she continued:

"For the past 10,000 years, the reason why the Crape Myrtle Sect has been able to maintain the purple lineage is because of the Crape Myrtle Pillar.

Ziwei Zhu selects disciples according to the level of soul clarity, and the purple line is the disciple with the highest level of soul clarity, and the purple line is in power to help stick to the mission and inheritance.

But now, the Ziwei Pillar inheritance has ended, and if the disciples of the Purple Line continue to be in power, they will be too high in soul purity and the Dao method they adhere to is too pure, resulting in a state of high and low, up and down.

And you see that now my purple Yuanying cultivator, apart from you who have reconciled the mud very well, which one has not been drilled into his own cultivation?

But aren't you going to put it aside now?

I think you can pick one of the other veins to pass on, just so that the sect can adapt to the transformation as soon as possible! ”

As soon as Ziqing's words fell, a small porcelain cup containing eight points of water was held in front of her. The woman holding the cup has a sweet smile and an elegant posture. She took the water cup in a daze, and looked at the water in it for a while and didn't come back to her senses.

"Senior sister moistens her throat first, my little sister is poor and white now, and she can't afford to drink tea, senior sister won't dislike it, right?"

Ziqing's eyes widened suddenly, and she put the cup on the table with a "snap", turning her head away.

Think she's a dignified infant monk who needs a glass of water to quench her thirst?

This girl is really going back more and more!

"Okay, Senior Sister, I'm not glad that Senior Sister came up with a good idea, so I want to say thank you.

Don't say it, after you mentioned it, I really came up with a selection in my heart. Isn't it all the credit of the senior sister? ”

Speaking of business, Zi Qing immediately turned her face sideways, and when she saw Xiao Jiu's lazy appearance, her heart suddenly moved, and she scolded with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Jiu, it turns out that you have calculated it early in the morning, just wait for me to say it myself!"

Are you afraid that someone in the purple system will get in the way, so you can implement the plan one by one, right?

It's true that you want to put it aside, but with your temperament, will you do something so-so with a head and no tail?

And choosing a successor for the sect is a major event for every session of Allah, how can you be such a universal guy, how can you not calculate?

Tell me, who is it? ”

"It's easy to say who it is, but I'm afraid that he will be like you, and he will give me a prevarication. It's hard for me to do this! ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Jiu tilted his head and looked at Ziqing with a smile:

"So I have to come forward to help arrange it!"

When Ziqing heard this, she was really angry and didn't laugh.

There are now more than 100 Yuanying monks in the sect, of which more than 70 belong to the inner sect, and there are still half of the number left except for the longevity yuan last year. There are a large number of disciples here who are willing to take up the position of this sect master.

But on the contrary, she chose a suitable person who was not so willing to be in the position.

Why is her vision so poisonous?

Before you can express your meaning to others, you know that others are unwilling!

Her thoughts swirled for a while, and the faces of the new generation of Yuanying disciples also appeared in Ziqing's mind, and finally she asked:

"Who's that?"

……

Lan Jia Zhenjun, who was dealing with the complicated sect affairs in the hall of the head of the sect, stretched his waist, and was happily settling another successful matter, and when he escaped from the day of ascension, he suddenly shivered.

Then after thinking about it and not coming up with a reason, he figured out a formation diagram and immediately sank into it!

Three days later, Lan Ying Zhenjun called Lan Jia Zhenjun to go, and looked at him with a relieved face.

Just when Lan Jia Zhenjun was panicking and about to retreat, several of his senior brothers also stepped in and expressed their satisfaction to him very gently.

Then, after he returned to the head hall, one after another elders came one after another, either chatting with him for a few words, or chatting with him, or staring at him a few times......

When he finally got impatient and was about to interrogate his master, a messenger flew from the purple zone.

Lan Jia Zhenjun was apprehensive, and soon arrived at Xiao Jiu's temporary cave mansion. After tidying up the description and making myself look a little more serious, I walked in.

Xiao Jiu in the cave mansion looked at him with a serious face and asked:

"If Ben Jun remembers correctly, Senior Brother Lan Jia is less than five hundred years old, right?"

Lan Jia Zhenjun didn't know why, so he had to answer respectfully:

"Eight out of four!"

"Hmm!" Xiao Jiu nodded and said, "Yes, the four hundred and eight Yuanhou monks are also considered to be rare in ancient times, and the longevity is still long." ”

Ancient rarity?

What do you mean?

Lan Jia Zhenjun muttered in his heart, and replied humbly:

"Where, where! Far worse than Allah! Allah is the ...... of my sect."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, Xiao Jiu interrupted him and said very kindly:

"You also know that the sect's Ziwei pillar inheritance has ended, and I want to say that in order for the sect to adapt to the new situation as soon as possible and make a good start for future development, I am ready to pass on the throne of Allah and establish a new sect master.

So I probed the tone of the elders, but I didn't expect that they all agreed that you were the most suitable candidate for the successor, and you were really expected! ”

"Ahh It's not ......"

Lan Jia Zhenjun's handsome face suddenly became anxious, and he was about to speak.

But Xiao Jiu raised his hand and pressed it, saying:

"I'm definitely not jealous that you can have such a high prestige in the sect, but I just sigh that you have been really successful in the position of head of the sect over the years, and the operation of all the sects and departments of the huge sect is in one hand, and you are really a rare talent!"

"No, Allah......"

"Don't say more!" Lan Jia Zhenjun's words were interrupted again, and Xiao Jiu said:

"Again, I say these words without envy of your talents. But think about it occasionally, Benjun is really not as good as you!

You also know that Benjun is a practitioner who is good at self-reflection, right? ”

"Yes! But Allah......"

"In this case, my confused Allah is not intolerant of different kinds of Taoism, so he simply obeyed the will of the people and tried to temper my vain heart!"

When the words fell, Xiao Jiu's soul light had already gathered, and a crystal bead was condensed, and it flew towards Lan Jia Zhenjun quickly!

"Not ......" (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.