And just when the head of the chicken and his gang were crying without tears by Wang Yuanfang, on the Maoshan Hall far away in the sky, although it was late at night, the hall was still brightly lit!

The heads of the seven major sects of Maoshan, Longhu Mountain, Emei, Shaolin, Wudang, Sanqingshan, and Miao Gu Spell World, as well as more than a dozen second-tier sects and dozens of heads of other small sects sat around the hall!

After the Spell World Conference, in the face of the urgent matter of the imminent birth of the Corpse Emperor, the heads of these sects did not go back, and they stayed in Maoshan to discuss the matter of dealing with the Corpse Emperor and the zombie clan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Guys, we've already chosen the leaders who will lead those ten loose cultivators!" As soon as everyone sat down, Ye Dayang, the head of Maoshan who was sitting in the main seat, stood up and said.

"Who?" The people in the audience immediately talked about it, looking left and right, hoping to get an answer from others! It's a pity that they were disappointed, because everyone didn't know!

The seven heads sitting on it smiled slightly, and their smiles were filled with helplessness and depression!

"Mage Qingyun, please!"

Under the guidance of Ye Chunsheng, the chief disciple of Maoshan, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, with a clear skeleton and a thin face, slowly walked in.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the poor road is so polite!" The middle-aged Taoist priest first bowed to the heads of the seven major sects present, and then bowed to the heads of the various sects in the audience.

"Qingyun Daoyou! Polite! All the heads of the room stood up and saluted back.

"Senior Brother Qingyun, please take a seat!" Ye Dayang pointed to the vacant seat on the side and said to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Master Qingyun is a disciple of Maoshan, the same generation as Ye Dayang, and the youngest junior disciple of Ye Dayang! He practiced in retreat all year round, painstakingly and solitaryly, and cultivated himself. Therefore, it is very rare to show his face in the public and even in the magic world.

Because of this, very few people can know Master Qingyun! Not to mention other mages, half of the group of leaders in the audience now have confused looks.

Senior Brother Qingyun? When did Ye Dayang still have such a junior brother?! The mages in the audience were very puzzled!

"Fellow Daoists, Qingyun is a disciple of the twenty-eighth generation of my Maoshan Mountain, who has been in retreat all year round and rarely walks in the world, so it's normal for fellow Daoists not to know him!" Ye Dayang looked at everyone's expressions, stood up and explained: "I heard that we are looking for a mage with real human cultivation to lead those ten loose cultivators to carry out the mission, and this junior brother of mine volunteered to stand up!" Willing to take on this responsibility! ”

"Qingyun Daoist understands righteousness!" All the heads stood up again and saluted Master Qingyun who had just sat down!

Although they didn't know what the plan made by the head of the Seven Great Sects was, they could guess that it was dangerous, even dead. That's why, when the Standing Committee of the Spell Realm recruited team leaders, none of these sects were willing to come out and take on this important responsibility!

And Master Qingyun was willing to take on this important task, he must have been informed of the task, and he knew the arduousness and danger of the task! Despite this, he is still willing to continue to do it, this spirit of sacrificing himself for the magic world is really not something ordinary people can do.

"Qingyun is not talented, so he can only do his best for the spell world!" Master Qingyun stood up and saluted back.

To be honest, when Qingyun himself heard about this task, he was also taken aback. But it is a matter of life and death for mankind, and as a mage, he is duty-bound. So he answered without fear.

"Alright, let's talk about the formation of a loose cultivation team!" Ye Dayang glanced at Master Qingyun, who was sitting on the side with an indifferent face, and his heart was mixed.

To be honest, he really didn't want his junior brother to take over this task, after all, Master Qingyun also had a half-step real person cultivation, and he was a rare spell master in Maoshan Mountain! And in terms of Taoist attainments, Master Qingyun even dumped himself, the senior brother and the head of Maoshan a few streets!

Let Master Qingyun be the leader of the scattered cultivators, and let him lead the scattered cultivators of the ten Dao Masters to prevent the birth of the Corpse Emperor, this is really a big loss for Maoshan and even the spell world!

However, as the head of Maoshan, Ye Dayang couldn't protect the calf, let alone openly oppose Master Qingyun to take on this important responsibility. After all, your Maoshan disciples are human beings, aren't the children of other sects human beings? Therefore, at this moment, Ye Dayang's heart is extremely bitter.

"Xia Sheng, has that Wang Yuanfang been contacted?" Ye Dayang turned his head and glanced at the second disciple standing beside him and asked.

Since Ye Chunsheng was injured by Wang Yuanfang, Ye Xiasheng has been in charge of all the things in the Shura Field Competition in the Spell World. Until the end of the competition, let him take care of it!

"Back to Master, I got in touch, but... But..."Speaking of which, Ye Xiasheng had a toothache, because that Wang Yuanfang was really too fucked!"

The other nine casual cultivators all honestly obeyed Maoshan's arrangement, lived here, and practiced and meditated every day. And that Wang Yuanfang was good, the results of the game came out, he ran away as soon as he slipped away, and then called several times, all of which were asking for bonuses and prizes.

What's even worse is that after that Wang Balamb learned that there was no prize money in the competition, not only did he not call now, but sometimes he didn't even answer the phone!

"What did he say?" Ye Dayang was dumbfounded, if it weren't for the inconvenience of making a move in front of the public, he really wanted to knock two chestnuts on Ye Xiasheng's brain. Made, when did you become like your brother-in-law!

"He said he had to go to class, he wasn't available!" Ye Xiasheng was startled by Ye Dayang's angry gaze, and replied tremblingly.

"How can it be!" Ye Dayang slapped the table and said angrily: "As a mage, he is so greedy for life and afraid of death, don't want this kind of person, you can change to another ......"

"Wait!" Master Qingyun, who seemed to be an old monk who had settled down, suddenly raised his head, interrupted Ye Dayang and said, "Senior brother, as the team leader, let me sit on the affairs of this commando!"

"Huh?" Ye Dayang and the others looked at Master Qingyun with questioning expressions.

"I think this Wang Daoyou is an interesting person, since God has made him shortlisted in the top ten, how can we tamper with it at will!" Master Qingyun smiled and said, "Poor Dao personally went to the provincial city and brought this little Wang Daoist back!"

When he took over the commando, Master Qingyun had already read Wang Yuanfang's information, and he was full of interest and puzzlement about Wang Yuanfang!

"The time left for the birth of the Corpse Emperor is running out, and the poor road will set off for the provincial city!" After that, Master Qingyun stood up and said to Ye Xiasheng: "The other nine loose cultivators on Maoshan also ask the master and nephew to bother for a few more days!"

Then Master Qingyun made a big salute to the heads of the sect and said, "Poor Dao farewell!" With that, he turned and flew away!