Every sect that has existed for thousands of years is often very powerful. But in the same way, such a sect often has a backlog of many ills.

The day these ills erupt is likely to be the end of a sect.

The drawback of the Purple Cloud Sea lies in its unreasonable way of selecting the sect master.

There are four major forces within Ziyun Sea, namely: the Murong family, the Luo family, the Guan family, and the Yun family. Among the four major families, each generation will nominate one or several people to participate in the selection of the sect master.

This time, the candidates nominated by the four major families are: Murong Mingcheng, Murong Mingyu, Guan Ping, Luo Yi and Yun Zhenyu.

Ziyunhai's selection of sect masters is carried out by a point system.

The selection is divided into four parts, namely: the Taishang Elder Vote, the Elder Group Vote, the Sect Master Candidate Competition, and the Sect Master Candidate's 'Personal Disciple' Competition.

There are five elders in total, and each ticket counts as 'ten points', and there are twenty-one elders in the elder group, and each elder's vote counts as 'one point'.

The 'suzerain's contest for suzerain-candidates adopts the method of a big scuffle, and the winner gets 'nine points', and the others get 'seven', 'five', 'two', and 'one' points in turn.

In the previous three rounds of selection, the five candidates received exactly the same points, all of which were 'nineteen' points.

Therefore, the key to winning the battle lies in the final 'personal disciple' competition.

It was also at this time that Ye Junlin suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, and his successive performances attracted the attention of many people. After he defeated 'Guan Peiyan', Guan Ping first made a decision and drew him into his own faction, wanting to make him a 'personal disciple'.

Of course, other forces would not agree, so they took advantage of the period when he and the 'ghost ghost' went to the site of the 'Red Ghost Sect' to frame him for killing Yang Jing and betraying the sect. And Murong Mingcheng also sent a lot of people to hunt down Ye Junlin.

It can be said that there are many people in the 'Purple Cloud Sea' who don't want Ye Junlin to become a personal disciple of 'Guan Ping'

On the 'Donglai Palace', Murong Yelun sat on an ink-colored throne. Below him, twenty elders sat upright in turn. At the very end, there is a chair that is empty.

The original owner of the chair was called 'Jin Wu', and in the previous battle, he died at the hands of Ye Junlin.

"Sect Master, I don't think there is any need to 'interrogate' at all, this rebel has just killed the 'Jin Wu' elder, I think the disappearance of the 'Yang Jing' hall master is his doing. An elder dressed in cyan brocade took the lead in speaking.

"Evidence is all about it. Elder Qi, it seems unfair for you to say that!" On the fourth chair under Murong Ye's wheel, Guan Ping said as if he was quite angry.

When the elder surnamed Qi heard this, he hurriedly shrank back like a turtle, for fear of angering Guan Ping and dying on the spot.

"Yes, the four elders said, 'Evidence is all about it.' On the third chair, a shadowy middle-aged man sneered: "Then Ye Junlin, you can come up with the 'evidence' that proves your innocence." ”

"You!" Guan Ping seemed to be quite angry, and his expression became nervous. Because he didn't know if Ye Junlin had anything to do with the disappearance of 'Yang Jing'.

"King's Landing, just tell me what's going on?" Guan Ping's eyes revealed a strange light, as if he was hinting at something to Ye Junlin.

"Oh. Ye Junlin responded, and his head was running rapidly.

"How the hell is this lie?" Ye Junlin thought secretly.

"Isn't it a little too late to make up nonsense now?" On the second chair, Murong Mingcheng said with great resentment.

"How do you know I'm making up nonsense? I'm organizing language, can't I?" Ye Junlin said, as a sharp arrow shot towards Murong Mingcheng's body in his eyes.

Murong Mingcheng suddenly felt a powerful murderous aura, and cold sweat flowed down.

Ye Junlin's head was running rapidly, desperately trying to figure out how to make up things about him and 'Yang Jing'.

But it's a talent to lie!

Ye Junlin thought about it, but he still didn't come up with a reason.

Everyone was looking at Ye Junlin, and Ye Junlin could only be silent.

Except for silence and silence.

"Why, you can't even make up nonsense?" Murong Mingcheng laughed, his expression full of pride.

"Then there is nothing more to say. Murong Yelun also smiled and said: "Come on, pull this kid down, punish him with death, and then hang his head on the square to show the public." ”

After Murong Yelun finished speaking, he breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had solved a long-standing matter.

"Wait!"

Without waiting for Ye Junlin to speak, Guan Ping stood up first, he seemed to care more about Ye Junlin's life and death than Ye Junlin.

Because, Ye Junlin is the key to whether he can become the sect master.

"Oh, what else does the Fourth Elder have to say?" Murong Yelun laughed.

"King's Landing is not good at words, the sect master is a little hasty in doing this!" Guan Ping seemed to be very excited.

"Oh, is it sloppy?" Murong Yelun laughed: "Everyone gave him so much time, did you just want to watch him in a daze? You know, everyone is very busy!"

"This" Guan Ping was speechless for a moment, and then said slowly: "Sect Master, please give the disciple a day, and the disciple will definitely give you a satisfactory answer." ”

"One day? Why don't you say a year? Murong Mingcheng sneered: "Give you a day, I'm afraid that the lies you make up can bring the dead to life." ”

On Ye Junlin's face, endless killing intent resurfaced: "I really regret not killing you!"

"Hehe" Seeing Ye Junlin's resentful expression, Murong Mingcheng became even more proud. I saw that his obscene face was full of a little rampant look, as if to say: "What's the matter, I don't accept you to bite me, come to bite me, bite me"

"Naturally, it's not appropriate to give you a day!" Murong Yelun pondered: "That's it, for the sake of fairness, I'll give you another hour, if it's an hour later, this kid can't prove his innocence." Then, this sect master has no choice but to be polite. ”

After Murong Yelun finished speaking, his eyes flashed on Ye Junlin's body.

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Junlin's body. The elders of Guan Ping's faction all looked worried, bowing their heads, as if they were thinking about what countermeasures. The people of the other factions watched gloatingly, and their expressions were full of a little pride.

An hour, under the expectant gaze of everyone, is fleeting.

Ye Junlin still bowed his head and pondered, but he didn't make up a word.

"It's really a hard thing to lie or something. Ye Junlin thought helplessly in his heart.

"It seems that you still don't have anything to say!" Murong Yelun laughed, he seemed to be happy: "Then, I can only execute you." ”

Hearing this, Ye Junlin pressed his finger on his spatial ring.

"It seems that I can only fight!" Ye Junlin pondered.

At this moment, at the door, a sweet voice suddenly came: "I can prove that 'Yang Jing' was not killed by him."