Chapter 147: The Wind and the Moon (9/10)
Mu Changan is happy today!
Inexplicably, he wants to take over such a big sect, take charge of the two hundred and third people in the sect, and become the sect master of the Seven Rank Sect, the person at the top of the food chain.
It doesn't sound like a good thing.
"From now on, this is my world!"
Mu Chang'an fell into crookedness.
"Sect Master, please!" The deep voice of the inner deacon woke up Mu Changan in the crookedness, and like everyone else, he turned his gaze sideways, just in time to see the Fengyun Sect Master walking slowly.
A little different from the Fengyun Sect Master he saw yesterday, he was obviously much more haggard today than yesterday, the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible, and he walked step by step, extremely slowly, like an old man who was about to walk on a rotten tree.
Just a little way, I walked for a minute.
The Sect Master of Fengyun came to Mu Chang'an's side and smiled kindly at him, Mu Changan responded with a smile, ready to take a few steps back and vacate a place for the Sect Master to speak.
As a result, before he could walk away, he was grabbed by the other party.
Mu Changan looked at Fengyun with a little puzzlement.
Fengyun patted the back of Mu Chang'an's hand and signaled him not to worry, then he turned around and looked at the more than two hundred people under Fengyue Square, and said slowly: "Summoning everyone to gather in Fengyue Square today is to announce that from now on, I will no longer serve as the sect master of Fengyue Sect. β
As soon as these words came out, there was no fluctuation below, and it was obvious that they already knew what they were going to announce today, and in fact it was not very concerned to them.
However, there were a small number of disciples who seemed a little excited, they were all true disciples of the Fengyue Sect, and they had been in the Fengyue Sect since before the spiritual energy was exhausted.
For these people, every change of sect leader is a day worth remembering.
"The new sect masters will be Mu Changan and Tang Shenyu. Fengyun was still in that bland tone, and even vaguely relieved.
"What do you mean, Twin Sect Masters?" Mu Changan was originally quite happy, but when he heard that two sect masters had been appointed in a row, he immediately became depressed.
It's been a long time, this is a check and balance on him?
How can there be a sect with two sect masters in it?
Isn't that nonsense!
There were also some disciples below who showed doubts on their faces, and small chattering began to appear.
However, they soon regained their calm, and the new disciples who didn't understand suddenly became enlightened under the explanation of the old disciples, and then raised their heads one by one to look at Mu Changan on the Fengyue Platform, with envy in their eyes.
This makes Mu Changan even more inexplicable, you envy a chicken!
At this time, Fengyun took down a turquoise wrench from his hand, Mu Changan also saw that a corner of the wrench had been broken, Fengyun seemed to be afraid of being seen by Mu Changan, so he turned the wrench quietly, and then handed it to Mu Changan, saying: "This is the Wind God Finger, which is one of the tokens of the sect master." β
Great stuff!
Mu Changan was overjoyed and took it.
"Pseudo β Fengshen refers to: a second-grade spiritual weapon, an imitation of the Fengyue Sect and the Zhenzong of the Fengyue Sect. (Spiritually Lost)"
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Mu Changan looked at Fengyun with a confused expression.
"Ahem. Fengyun coughed softly and whispered: "The meaning is there, the meaning is there!"
After speaking, Fengyun took out a purple wrench from his cuff and handed it to Tang Shenyu.
And then there was no then.
"Gone?" Mu Changan was a little confused.
"No ......," Fengyun said with scattered eyes.
It seemed that he was afraid that Mu Chang'an would regret it, so he hurriedly glanced at the inner deacon on the side, and the inner deacon understood, and said loudly: "The sect master Zen let the ceremony be completed, and the disciples of the Fengyue Sect will listen to the order and worship the new sect master!"
"Meet the Sect Master!"
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More than two hundred disciples of the Wind Moon Sect below supported their hands and worshipped.
"What do you mean by the Twin Sect Masters?" Mu Changan couldn't help but ask.
"Sect Masters don't have to care, the Twin Sect Masters are just a statement, and they don't hinder it. Fengyun explained, but he didn't explain too much, which made him a little uncomfortable.
"What should I do now?" Although I feel that this sect master is not strong enough, in the face of so many people's worship, there is more or less a sense of accomplishment in it.
"Give them some hope. Fengyun whispered beside him.
"What do you mean by hope?" Mu Changan asked suspiciously.
"For example, to raise the monthly salary. Fengyun's old face was a little unbearable, looking into the distance.
"Who is this month?" Mu Changan vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the problem and asked.
"Of course it's the sect master. Fengyun replied naturally.
"Why? Shouldn't it be sent out by the sect?" Mu Changan didn't quite understand this operation, it stands to reason that the sect master has a monthly salary, whether it is the sect master or the sect disciple, the required amount is paid by the sect.
"The internal income sources of the sect are very small, and they are simply not enough to distribute the monthly salaries of all the sect disciples, so the missing part is usually made up by the sect master or even the elders. When Fengyun said this, the whole person was also sad, obviously he paid out of his own pocket during his time as the sect master.
"What's that, I still have something to do, so I'll go first, you guys play. After Mu Changan finished speaking, he turned around and ran back, but he was pulled by Fengyun and couldn't run away.
"Sect Master, we are all your people now, how can you abandon us!" Fengyun persuaded with a bitter expression.
Mu Changan didn't slap him, this is a fairy jump!
No wonder Lao Tzu said that the position of the head of the huge seven-grade sect said that he would let him be, and he dared to find a dad to feed this dying sect!
Treat him Mu Chang'an as the wronged leader?
Inexistent.
"You let go of me!" Mu Changan smelled the smell of ointment on Fengyun's body, and his whole person was not good, desperately trying to break free.
"Let go of Mu Gongzi. At this time, Tang Shenyu, who had not spoken, spoke.
Fengyun slowly let go of Mu Changan.
"Mu Gongzi, as long as you can save the Fengyue Sect, Shen Yu is willing to help you cultivate the Zhenzong Gong 'Fenghua Xueyue'. Tang Shenyu clenched his fists and lowered his head and said.
Mu Changan tidied up his clothes, but he didn't say anything, in fact, he didn't resist taking over this Fengyue Sect, or that sentence.
He made a deal with the Otherworldly people in the Cursed God Continent, maybe the otherworldly people made a small profit, but he never lost.
How to maximize this benefit is the most critical.
These people are not as valuable as a spirit beast egg.
And he is destined not to stay here for a long time, as long as he returns to Yongle City once, then it will be very difficult to return to the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest again.
Because not every random point can be here.
So, everything that can't be taken away is worthless.
But in fact, just an eight-grade exercise is worth him to accept this sect.
"In the future, will I have the final say in this Fengyue Sect?" Mu Changan suddenly asked.
"Naturally, you're in charge. Tang Shenyu nodded and replied.
"What about you? You are also the sect master, if we have a difference of opinion, who will we listen to?" Mu Changan looked at Tang Shenyu and asked.
When Tang Shenyu heard this, he instantly lowered his head and saw Mu Changan's inexplicable expression.
"Sect Master rest assured, if there is a difference of opinion between you and Sect Master Tang, I will definitely listen to you. Fengyun happily took the initiative to speak.
That's it!
Mu Changan was relieved at this time, turned his head to look at the disciples who were still maintaining a posture of worship, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone get up." β
The disciples hurriedly got up and looked at Mu Changan one by one.
"This is the first time I've been a sect master, and I don't know what to say, so I won't talk nonsense, from today onwards, the monthly income of all the disciples of the sect will triple!"
"Wow~!"
In an instant, the disciples below set off a sound of surprise.
Directly tripled the monthly salary!
This is equivalent to the original 100 monthly salaries becoming 300!
Two hundred became six hundred!
It is equivalent to the moon sparred when the Qiqiao Sect came to dig the mountain and dig people.
This month, it is considered to be above the middle level in the entire Qiu Chu Yuan sect forces.
In fact, if the Fengyue Sect had such a high moon in the beginning, the sect that originally had tens of thousands would not have fallen to this point.
The Tianjiao, the earth, and the elite disciples fled one after another, and even the deacons ran away, leaving so many people in the sect to survive.
"The new sect master, what a magnanimity!" this is a disciple below who sighed after being delighted.
"After all, he is the man that Senior Sister Tang fancies, if he doesn't have a little family background, how can he dare to bear the burden of Fengyue Sect?" said a disciple next to him with a smile.
"Now our Fengyue Sect has been saved. Some disciples said happily.
"yes! I can mix it up for a few more years. A disciple said beautifully.
"Can you speak?' It should be 'I can contribute to the sect for a few more years'. β
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The news that the two sect masters of the Fengyue Sect had taken office and tripled their moon squads began to spread from within the sect and spread to the entire Qiu Chu Plain.
And within the Wind Moon Sect, an 'event' called 'Wind Moon Lianli' was held that night.
The big red lantern hangs high.
Festive clothes are worn by everyone.
Hydrangea one.
Two red candles.
Mu Changan looked at the beautiful girl under the big red hijab and fell into deep thought.