Lan Zi wandered around Meihu Lake, and had a dinner party at the Meihu steward, before returning to her distinguished guest room in a relaxed manner.

The moment he pushed the door open, Lan Zi's footsteps suddenly braked.

The entourage behind him hurriedly asked, "County Lord, what's the matter?"

Lan Zi looked cautious, swept around the room at a glance, turned back to the attendant and said that it was okay, then walked into the room and closed the door.

Everything in the room is the same, but Lan Zi's divine sense, who has cultivated the magic of Ziwei Palace for many years, is stronger than ordinary people. Nothing had changed, but she felt something was wrong.

Someone must have been in this room during the time he was away.

There shouldn't be anyone in the room at the moment, unless he's a master. But the Divine Sense told her that there was nothing murderous left in the room. Lan Zi walked lightly to the inner room.

On the table in the inner room, there is a brocade box with dark patterns of ink body, which is not large and can be held in the palm of your hand.

cautiously stepped forward and held the brocade box in his hand, only to find that there was a note pressed under the box.

"You carry this brocade box with you, and act immediately on the day it is opened. ”

This is the handwriting of the palace master Lei Tianchen, Lan Zi was surprised.

She tried to open the brocade box, and even tried to bless the mana, this box seemed to be easy to close but was as tight as a rock, presumably the palace master laid a secret spell in the box, without his spell, the external force could not be opened.

Lan Zi held the brocade box and shook it gently, there was indeed something inside, but it was very light.

Could it be that the palace master has also come to Meihu? What a mysterious man......

"Dangdang. ”

Then there was a soft knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Lord of the county, the slave maid cooks tea for you. The voice of the female disciple of Meihu sounded outside the door.

"Come in. ”

When the disciples entered, they were one of the maids sent by Meihu to serve the county lord of Lanzi.

"Are you on duty today?"

"Yes. The maid bowed her head.

"When I'm not here today, has anyone ever been to the side hall?" Lan Zi asked thoughtfully.

"No, I've been on duty all the time, and I haven't seen anyone coming. The maid was also clever, and she lowered her head and glanced left and right and asked, "Is there something wrong with the county lord?"

"No, I see. ”

Lan Zi put this brocade box into her storage earrings, I don't know what the palace master sells, but the saint intends to let her come to Meihu, which shows that Meihu's proposal to elect the palace this time is definitely not simple.

Come to think of it, those who are holy will inevitably be elected, and those who are not holy will have no chance.

......

The next day, daylight came as scheduled.

Elder Dai appeared with a pair of huge black circles under his eyes, Han Qing's face also looked haggard, presumably Han Qing couldn't sleep last night, and Elder Dai even broke his leg in the major mansion gates.

However, Kang Ruhai and the others in Wuya Mansion didn't care about mocking Ying Tianfu, because their complexions were also unbearable.

Everyone sat down in the council hall, in order to avoid suspicion that Kang Ruhai did not stand up to preside over this time, but directly handed it over to Elder Sheng Yanchang.

Elder Sheng Yanchang stood in the center of the crowd, and did not go straight to the topic, letting everyone vote, but said deliberately: "Yesterday, someone reacted to the Meihu Council Hall, questioning the identity of the Chaos Sect heirs here, and today in order to show justice, I also ask all the Chaos Sect elders to show your Dharma transmission seal." ”

Han Qing's expression tightened, and a pair of eyes glanced fiercely at Kang Ruhai.

The twenty-four Chaos Sect heirs present who had the right to vote were all old men from the various mansions of Nanyou, and unless they were fools, no one would question their identities at all.

Of course, there is a special case among these twenty-four people, and it is Wu Chen.

Since Ying Tianfu appeared with Wu Chen, Wuyafu has been-for-tat, but Wu Chen has already tried it with Che Yun, proving in front of everyone that he is actually using the Chaos Sect exercises.

What did you suddenly say today, and someone questioned it?

Except for Kang Ruhai, who involves vital interests, who else will question it?

Hearing this, everyone present also turned their eyes to Han Qing and Kang Ruhai, knowing that it was the two of them who were fighting in secret.

Regardless of who is questioning the anonymous person, verify or continue. The disciples of the Meihu steward walked towards the elders of the Chaos Sect one by one to check the Dharma transmission seals they had imprinted when they were apprentices.

Wu Chen saw that although the Dharma transmission seals on the bodies of those Chaos Sect elders were in different positions, they were all the same shapes. It was the two water-like marks he had seen on the dust road.

As soon as the elders of the Chaos Sect exercised, the Dharma transmission seal showed light and mystical beauty.

The steward disciple turned around from the side of Wuyafu, getting closer and closer to Ying Tianfu's seat, Han Qing frowned unconsciously, Dai E also clenched his fists, and the two of them invariably looked at Wu Chen.

You Lao was trapped on the dust road, and he must not have a chance to cast a spell and pass the magic seal to Wu Chen. Otherwise, Wu Chen would not have to risk fighting with Che Yun.

Wu Chen felt the atmosphere of condensation around him dripping water, and unconsciously shivered. Seeing that he didn't know the priorities and looked inserious, Han Qing glared at Wu Chen fiercely.

"Don't stare at me. Wu Chen teased directly, unceremoniously: "You'd better be nice to me." ”

Han Qing sneered.

"Otherwise, I will have to reconsider whether I should show my Dharma seal. ”

"You have to have it too!" Han Qing suppressed his voice, but his momentum was not low.

At this moment, the disciple of the Meihu steward had finished the verification from the next mansion and had already come straight to Ying Tianfu. Wu Chen and the others all restrained their expressions.

"Elder Wu Chen, take the trouble to show your Dharma transmission seal. The steward disciple said.

When the elders of the Chaos Sect of the other mansions were verified, everyone present didn't care, some whispered, and some were sluggish, but when the steward disciples walked to the Ying Tianfu realm, the hall suddenly fell silent.

A pair of eyes stared at Wu Chen, for fear that he would be confused in the next second.

Han Qing and Dai E were a little embarrassed and covered it up separately.

Behind him, the entourage of Ying Tianfu's disciples was no different, they thought that it was right that Uncle Wu Chen was the successor of the Chaos Sect, and Elder Xiao must have left a Dharma transmission seal.

At this moment, they still had some expectations, wanting to see the subtlety of the Chaos Sect's Dharma Seal, after all, the Distinct Sect didn't have such a thing now.

Wu Chen was still sitting, facing the disciple in charge with one side slightly, and lifted his collar with his hand back to improve his luck.

He heard the shouts of the disciples of Ying Tianfu behind him: "Wow!"

Hearing this, Han Qing and Dai E turned their heads, Wu Chen was facing them at the moment, and the first thing they saw was a group of surprised disciples behind them.

Seeing that this was wrong, Han Qing got up regardless of his identity and strode behind Wu Chen, his eyes full of excitement.

Everyone in the Boundless Mansion couldn't hold it back, and a group of people rushed up to watch it, and they were all eager to try.

"Presumably my position is not good, and many elders want to see it. Wu Chen stood up with a smile, stood in the middle of the meeting hall, and slowly turned around.

The Chaos Dharma Transmission Seal is divided into two halves, and they depend on each other.

Like flowers and dew, clouds and moons, embracing each other and gradually drifting away, and like a bottomless whirlpool, two halves of lotus flowers bloom in the abyss, and the beauty is mysterious.

"Enough of it?" Wu Chen said, putting down his collar and striding back to his seat.