As soon as his words fell, the faces of the people in the hall changed slightly, especially the people on the left, as if they were surprised.

People such as Zhu Mao and Li Daoxuan were a little calmer.

Sima Yuan knew in his heart that this old fox was really good.

Zhuge Xun's words fell, and a buzz immediately sounded in the hall.

"Is it too early to stand up to the head at this moment?"

"Is it inappropriate to elect a successor when the head dies?"

"Yes, no matter how bad it is, you have to wait for the head to be completely buried before choosing the head. ”

There are so many similar words, especially on the left.

He glanced at Sima Yuan, and after seeing him frowning, he mistakenly thought that he was dissatisfied with the Zhuge clan, and his discussion and dissatisfaction became more and more intense.

Before Sima Yuan arrived at the Zixiao Sect, the Zixiao Hall was almost all Zhuge Xun's one-word hall, such as arranging for the head of the sect to be buried, replacing the peak masters of the peaks, selecting the new peak masters, and befriending the foreign sects of the Imperial Sword Sect and others, all of which were proposed, deliberated and finalized.

In the end, Zhuge Xun issued an edict and exported it into a constitution, but it was nothing more than that.

The same series of Sword Peak and Shendan Peak, including Ye Qingjie, Huo Xiaoyu, and many people from the sub-peaks, were all difficult to interject, and even if they had proposals, they were all vetoed.

If it goes on like this, the Zixiao Hall will be completely controlled by Zhuge Xun.

Therefore, now Sima Yuan's return with momentum is their confidence.

Sima Yuan glanced at it, and everyone's voices gradually subsided.

After he pondered for a while, "It's not appropriate for the coffin of the head of the real person to be parked outside for a long time, how can the next head of the sect be elected before it is buried in the ground?"

He glanced at Zhu Mao, who was silent, and then glanced at Zhuge Wuchang and the others, "According to Sima's wishes, we should arrange for the real person in charge to be buried as soon as possible." ”

Zhu Mao suddenly said, "Elder Sima should know that the master is the head of Zixiao, and it is unfortunate that he suddenly fell, and we should have a grand funeral for him to repay his grace for hundreds of years of supporting the sect." ”

His eyes were sad, "In addition, the Huo Sect Master of the Imperial Sword Sect, the Martial Saint Sect Martial Sect Master, etc., will come to watch the matter of the real person in charge of the sect entering the ground, if we hastily bury the real person in charge, it is not only disrespectful to the master of the sect, but also disrespectful to several sect masters, and it is suspected of being rude." ”

When these words fell, the people on the right bowed their heads in unison, "Not bad".

This statement can be described as a serious statement, and it has the style of a real person in charge. ”

"What the Pavilion Master Zhu said is extremely true, and we think so. ”

Sima Yuan looked around, and suddenly sneered, "It's ridiculous!"

He turned and bowed back, "Since the fall of the head of the family is unfortunate, how can he be humiliated by the ceremony again?

Zhu Mao frowned, "Elder Sima said cautiously, wait for more than ten days to invite all the sect masters to come, in addition to watching the ceremony, I also invite all the sect masters to witness the succession ceremony of my new head of Zixiao, so as to rush away the evil spirit of my Qinghong's sudden misfortune." ”

After Zhuge Yan glanced at Sima Yuan, "Elder Sima doesn't know, there is an unwritten rule among my Qinghong factions, but if the head of the upper sect changes, it must be witnessed by the heads of other sects before it can be recognized by the factions, so it will be regarded as a rebellion by the factions, and it will be attacked by the factions!"

Sima Yuan Huo Ran turned his head, his eyes burning, "Joke!"

"Why do you need someone else's turn to put your beak in the succession of the head of Zixiao, so in this way, could it be that you and other cultivators need the permission of all factions to improve your cultivation?"

Some people in the hall couldn't help but laugh, loud and piercing.

Many people looked at Zhuge Yan with a slightly different gaze, which seemed to be meaningful.

Zhuge Yan was already a little displeased, Zhuge Wuchang's expression was complicated, and after hesitating for a while, he was about to defend his father.

Sima Yuan waved his hand, "Okay."

Needless to say. ”

He glanced at Zhuge Xun, and then looked around at everyone, his eyes were cold and awe-inspiring.

Immediately, he said in a deep voice, "Spread the edict of the Elders' Pavilion: The real person in charge will be buried in the mountain behind Zixiao Peak in five days, there must be no mistake!"

"Search for all the things in the head of the real life in the Scripture Pavilion and bury them together!"

He rolled his eyes, "During the funeral of the head of the sect, please lead the Law Enforcement Hall and the Adjudication Division to maintain the order of the sect, and there must be no mistakes!"

Chen Qingwan of the left Jianfeng immediately walked out of the ranks, bowed to the apse, and then clenched his fists awe-inspiringly, "Jianfeng takes the order!"

Zhu Mao's face changed slightly, Zhuge Wuchang's expression twitched, and he looked at Zhuge Yan in front of him.

Zhuge Yan saw that his ancestor was still silent, he sighed secretly, and then said no more.

Sima Yuan turned his head again and looked to the right, "In addition, Zixiao Peak, Spirit Array Peak, Divine Pill Peak, Treasure Weapon Peak, Immortal Fu Peak and other peaks are immediately preparing for the matter of the real person cemetery of the head of the family, there must be no mistake!"

"Inspect the Demon Hall of the Punishment Peak and the Lingxiao Peak inside and outside the sect to deter all small wrongdoings!"

"Immediately send someone to summon the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect to explain the change of the burial date of my head Zixiao, if there is anyone who comes to mourn, Zixiao will be waiting at any time. ”

"The Discipline Department immediately summoned the disciples and miscellaneous disciples of the four major courtyards, the northeast peaks, the southern peaks, and other Zixiao jurisdictions to immediately come to pay homage to the real person of the head of the sect and bury him!"

"The above edict will be issued immediately, and if there is any violation, it will be killed!"

When many people were still stunned, everyone in the hall on the left looked solemn, and immediately said in unison,

"We will obey the orders of the Elders' Pavilion!"

The faces of dozens of people on the right changed greatly, and when they were hesitating, Zhu Mao's eyes sank, and Li Daoxuan trembled, as if he was extremely unwilling and dissatisfied, and his gaze at Sima Yuan almost wanted to breathe fire.

Zhuge Wuchang's eyes were solemn and looked at Zhuge Yan.

Zhuge Yan frowned, "Elder Sima, the Elder Pavilion is a place for us to discuss together, not for you to decide alone. ”

As soon as the words fell, three vast auras enveloped the Zixiao Hall above, and the three words sounded one after another.

A sentence fell on the left side, "Tomorrow, Bai Yan can protect the internal and external order of the sect."

"Jin can sit on the top of Zixiao Peak to ensure that the head of the house is buried safely. "The huge wings on the right side shook.

The man in the middle said slowly, "Friends of the two factions, let me go."

After the words of the three town guards fell, the needle drop in Zixiao Hall could be heard, and everyone on the left side was excited and excited, and their eyes were happy.

The new peak lords and palace lords on the right side showed shock and horror in their eyes.

At this time, three breaths slowly emerged behind Zhuge Xun.

A phoenix roared sound, a spirit snake hissed into everyone's ears, and the figure that looked like a mandrill looked indifferent.

-for-tat, evenly matched.

Everyone in the Zixiao Hall was frightened, and the people on both sides were solemn and solemn, and their hearts were in their throats.

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant, and there was a dead silence.

Only a few muffled gasps rang out.

Many people have already lowered their eyebrows and are drenched in cold sweat.

Immediately, under the shrinkage of everyone's pupils and numbness of their scalps, they saw Sima Yuan standing with his sword in his hand and stepping forward.

The green mist on his body was filled, and a hideous dragon jumped out of the green mist, and a dragon groan resounded inside and outside the purple sky.

The dragon's gaze was cold, and his lofty gaze fell on Tianfeng, his long beard fluttering, and his majesty was awe-inspiring.

The dragon's head, which was almost at the top, slowly lowered, and suddenly said, "Third sister, stand down!"

Tianfeng raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he muttered to himself, "Big brother."

The dragon's head gently bowed, the heavenly phoenix cried with joy, and the phoenix's body trembled.

Many people in the hall changed color and trembled.

The people in the right hall were shocked, and cold sweat broke out, as if there was a look of fear and fear.

Some people sighed in their hearts, four to two.

Suddenly, he saw Sima Yuan's gaze sweeping over Zhuge Xun, glanced at the mandrill and spirit snake behind him, and then said lightly to Zhuge Xun,

"The Elders' Pavilion proposes that the sect will reduce the number of town guards and restore the reputation of the five divine beasts, I don't know what Elder Zhuge thinks?"

When these words fell, it was like a thunderclap exploding on the flat ground, and even the major town guards above couldn't help but look at it.

Among them, the mandrill was the most intense, and he immediately glared, as if anger was brewing.

Since it doesn't enter the town guard, it can only blend in with the spirit beasts and the like, how can it be willing?

Everyone in the hall held their breath and looked at Zhuge Xun together.

Is it a fight to the end, or a compromise?

But seeing Zhuge Xun's cloudy eyes, he raised his eyes to look at Sima Yuan in front of him, and after being silent for a while, he finally spoke.

"Elder Sima wants to sit in the position of the head of the house?"

There was an immediate uproar in the hall, with surprises, anger, displeasure, and commotion and dissension.

Among them, especially Zhu Mao and Li Daoxuan are the most out of shape, and they can no longer remain calm and calm.

Zhu Mao Huoran raised his head and stared at Sima Yuan deadly, and Li Daoxuan's eyes were red and bloodshot, as if he was crazy.

Sima Yuan didn't seem to look at them, he looked around, and everyone had a hundred expressions, and he smiled lightly.

Immediately, the smile subsided, and the breath exploded.

It is a half-step real realm existence!

At the same time, four vast qi machines enveloped the entire Zixiao Peak.

Under the astonishment and horror of everyone, Sima Yuan said word by word,

"Zixiao's position as the head of the house, who is qualified to sit besides me?"

The crowd was silent for a long time as if they heard thunder, buzzing.

Everywhere Sima Yuan's eyes went, he lowered his head.

The person on the left raised his head and chest, almost on his toes, and his expression was unusually excited, almost crazy.

The person on the right breathed sharply and was silent.

Even Zhu Mao looked depressed and died down.

Zhuge Wuchang's expression was shocked, and Li Daoxuan's eyes were dull, full of disbelief.

Zhuge Yan lowered his eyes, and his whole body had a gloomy color.

Only Zhuge Xun seemed to have known for a long time, he narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed lightly.

At this time, the mandrill aura quietly converged, and he glanced at Zhuge Xun, as if he was struggling.

Zhuge Xun was silent for a long time, and then said softly, "Just do what Elder Sima says."

Hearing the words, the hall was relieved, and unconsciously, there were already people whose backs were soaked, and they were drenched in cold sweat, as if they had collapsed.

Then, the elders of the peaks in the hall, the lords of the major halls, and the new peak lords all bowed in unison, "We will obey the orders of the Elder Pavilion!"

Sima Yuan bowed his head, "Let's go and prepare."

When everyone heard the promise, they all came out.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the edict of the Zixiao Hall reached all the peaks, and there were screams, low voices, exclamations, and gasps.

There was no doubt.

An hour later, the Zixiao Jurisdiction and the entire Qinghong Northern Territory all learned of the edict of the Elder Pavilion of the Zixiao Palace, and they all ran wildly, rushing to the Zixiao Sect to mourn.

Half a day later, the Imperial Sword Gate learned of the change in Zixiao and seemed to be amazed.

At the same time, the Martial Saint Sect, which was rebuilding the sect, received the information from the Zixiao Sect and was full of emotion.

Subsequently, the two factions jointly arraigned:

The funeral of the head of Zixiao will definitely come.

After that day, the Qinghong faction knew that Zixiao's next head was already a certainty.