Originally, the Nine Spirit Gate had each department elder perform his own duties, and Mo Wuya was only responsible for the general direction.

Therefore, many people think that he is the head of the house, and he is simply competent.

As long as there is something, it must be handed over to the people below to do, or if you encounter a problem that you can't solve by yourself, you will go to Elder Taishang.

Anyway, this boss is a two-headed person.

basically didn't make any contribution to the sect, and the people below complained a lot.

That is to say, Mo Wuya has the strength of the Martial Emperor, and in the sect, he is second only to the Supreme Elder, and he can deter some people.

Coupled with the few good apprentices he accepted, all of them were very competitive, which made these elders dare not speak out.

Before Chu Chen came, Mo Wuya had accepted a total of five apprentices, four of whom had the realm of a Martial King, and each of them had the combat power of a Martial King!

The refining weapon of the eldest apprentice Sun Dasheng is a must, which can support the supply and demand of the sect's refining weapon, and he has also accepted many apprentices, and many relationships within the Jiuling Sect have traces of him.

Sun Dasheng supported Shizun as the head, and he didn't dare to say anything else, at least one-third of the elders didn't dare to object.

After all, if your spiritual weapon is broken, or you need to create a new spiritual weapon, you have to find Sun to win.

If you oppose Mo Wuya as the head, then you will not accept it, and you can go wherever you want to repair and build spiritual weapons, anyway, he is not welcome here!

The second apprentice, Zhu Wuneng, has a one-handed alchemy technique, and his crown is outstanding!

Not only can he do alchemy, but he can also do business.

Zhu Wuneng of the Treasure Spirit Pill Pavilion is the largest shareholder, accounting for 80 percent, and the remaining 20 percent is given to the senior brother Sun Dasheng, the third junior brother Sha Monk, the fourth junior brother Tang Lin, and the junior sister Long San, each with five percent of the shares.

This shop is protected by five disciples in charge, and ordinary people don't dare to stir up trouble at all.

Moreover, the Treasure Spirit Pill Pavilion has preferential treatment for the disciples within the sect.

As long as it is a person inside the Jiuling Sect, buying the pill here is always one-fifth cheaper than the price of the store in the outside world!

The elders and disciples within the sect have all benefited, and many people have thought about their own interests even if they want to oppose Mo Wuya.

This is the means by which Zhu Wuneng supports his master's ascension!

The three apprentices have the art of talismans, and most of the talismans used by many disciples within the sect are from him.

Not only that, but the monk is also a fourth-level talisman master, and he has recently been learning from the senior brother to expand his network and his own influence, which can make the position of the head of the master Mo Wuya more stable.

But the reality is very sad, because the monk's iconic big black beard really scared away many female disciples, and only a few male disciples came here to apprentice.

The fourth apprentice, Tang Lin, is the most talented one, his cultivation is the highest among these people, and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong, after using the formation, he can be comparable to an eight-star or even a nine-star martial king!

And he is the head disciple of the sect, but he has nominally become an elder of the sect, and he has joined the important torture hall of the sect, and he is the deputy hall master inside, holding real power!

With the support of such a disciple with super combat effectiveness, coupled with supreme power, even if others have opinions, they can only remain silent.

As for Ryusan, he is still young, his talent has just been shown, and he has little effect.

However, the technique of spiritual power control, I am afraid that the people of the entire sect are unsurpassed, which adds a lot of glory to Mo Wuya's face.

Mo Wuya's position as the head of the sect has been able to do it for more than 20 years, the first ten years are based on his own strength and the support of the elders of the Taishang, and in the next few years, he completely relies on a few apprentices to support him for the façade.

The old referee who was also a martial emperor cultivator with him, named Zhang Linfeng, was resolutely opposed to Mo Wuya from the beginning of his ascension to the throne and wanted to replace him, but he was pressed down by the Taishang elders, and it was not until the moment when Mo Wuya's apprentices were able to take charge on their own that he obediently continued to be an idle referee and spent his days leisurely every day.

Even so, everyone is still not convinced.

thinks that this person just relies on others to support him, and has hardly contributed to the sect.

But today, all the elders, looking at the head of the sect who was fighting for the honor of the sect, knew that it was death, but they continued to fight against the Martial Sect without hesitation.

They were shocked and silent.

It turned out that this person was not what they thought, and he didn't care about the sect.

Today's events are enough to show that the weight of the Nine Spirits Sect in Mo Wuya's heart is even greater than his life!

"Master!"

Zhu Wuneng cried the most, he always showed people with a smile on weekdays, and rarely showed his true feelings, but today Mo Wuya was so seriously injured that it was almost to the point of incurable, which made him suddenly red-eyed and burst into tears.

"I lost, Master, this bet you won again. You can win everything I have, Master!" he looked at Mo Wuya, and the sadness on his face grew stronger and stronger.

On weekdays, Mo Wuya likes to bet on winning something from him, and he is happy.

Those things, for Zhu Wuneng, who owns the Treasure Spirit Pill Pavilion, are nothing at all, but they can be won away by the master, and he always feels unhappy.

But now that I think about it, it has become his best memory.

"Master, you have never lost a bet on weekdays, and this time you must keep your promise, you must hold on!" Zhu Wuneng's eyes were filled with tears, his voice was hoarse, and he said: "I still have a lot of good things waiting for you to win, you must hold on! I beg you......"

Several other disciples, seeing this, were in a sad mood, and suddenly became even more sad.

For them, Mo Wuya is almost no different from his father, although there are a lot of rules on weekdays, such as serving tea and sending guests, but he always teaches them the principles and details of life intentionally or unintentionally.

"Wu Neng, you...... No...... Cry. ”

Mo Wuya smiled palely, and then raised his hand with great difficulty, wanting to wipe the tears of the second apprentice, but the injury was too serious to lift it.

"I've made a bet in my life, I've never ...... Never...... It didn't ...... I've lost, and I'm ...... this time too No...... Won't lose. ”

After he said these words, his eyes rolled, he looked at his disciple, and couldn't help asking, "Your little ...... Senior Brother, Chu ...... Daybreak...... Where's that?"

Hearing this, several other disciples looked at each other, and indeed found no trace of the little junior brother.

And they were surprised to find that since they had just started alchemy, until now, the little junior brother had not shown up at all.

"Master, the disciple is late!"

At this moment, a voice came from afar, with an extremely sad voice in the voice, as if he knew that Mo Wuya had been injured.

"He's here, Master. ”

Zhu Wuneng turned his head to take a look, and found a black dot from far and near, and finally revealed the appearance of a junior brother.