Three days after a proclamation turmoil, Nangong Yue Ze successfully became the position of Zhangsong, which is probably the first successor to the god of the eldest age, the lightest face, and the lowest rank since the opening of the Nine Mansions.

The moment he sat down, the golden crown of the medium above his head replaced the blessing of the previous god of the fairyland, and for a while, the clouds were shrouded in a new immortal aura, and the scenery in that realm also underwent substantial, rather optimistic changes: there were many more varieties than before, the color was more intense than before, and the growth was more lush than before.

"Congratulations to Zhangsong, congratulations to Zhangsong!" The loud congratulatory voices came and went, resounding through the sky.

Yun Qi, who had taken off the golden crown, nodded his head with satisfaction, it was time, it was time to withdraw.

"Yue Ze, since then, Yunfu will be handed over to you, I have asked you the advice of the previous generations of Zhangsong, I hope you will remember, and, you must go down to the mortal tribulation as soon as possible, cultivate into a god body, and find the next blessed successor before the prime of life, do not be greedy for power and do not give up the crown, and never take my Yunfu as the purpose of never coming out of the fallen demons!"

His eyes were blazing, and he patted the shoulder of the genius boy's new Zhangsong. After listening to his pertinent assurance, he soared into the clouds, became invisible, and went away.

The rest of the people, who don't know the new Zhang's heart, naturally don't dare to make a mistake, coupled with the crucial last "teaching" that Yun Qi did that day, it also brought Nangong Yueze a starting majesty that should not be underestimated.

He didn't speak, and they hung their heads down, not daring to move, and there was not a single murmur.

When the master left, the familiar immortal qi could not be smelled, and Nangong Yueze, who was still overlooking them, finally breathed a sigh of relief, sank his face, and no longer made a trace of disobedience.

"Everyone is still the same as before, you don't have to be restrained in everything, you don't have to report everything, Senior Brother Zhengshan is also the senior brother in charge as before, I, the palm Song, has no real talent, only empty blessings, I am still willing to be your thirteenth - oh no, it's the fourteenth junior brother!"

"Senior Brother Zhangsong, this can't be helped, Senior Brother Zhangsong has to be like the master, unrestrained, and take freedom and idleness as his lifelong ambition?

Zhengshan deliberately asked Senior Brother Nangong, his heart, which had only been loose for a long time, followed up again, he didn't want to be in charge anymore, why didn't he want to fade away from his trivialities!

Surprisingly, there is no whispering like in the past, isn't it Yun Fu's happy and judgmental style is really going to change?

Nangong Yue Ze wanted to listen to more voices against him, so as to shirk some powers, but he didn't expect such a result, he couldn't make Zhengshan stiff all the time, and he couldn't force his position, helplessly, he nodded at him and raised his hand slowly.

Zhengshan thought that his words should work, and it wasn't until the intention of the senior brother to give the palm song stood up that the hanging heart was affirmed and fell down.

"In this case, then I will reluctantly do it, I heard the master say that the demon fetus apprentices that Senior Brother Zuo He received before have their own affairs, and they are in order, who is it? Please stand up and talk to me. ”

As soon as his voice fell, the palm demon Yuzhuo walked out from the front row of the line.

"It's me Yuzhuo, Uncle Zhangsong. She was blessed with grace and deference. Now that Master Zuo He is gone, it is equivalent to losing the backbone, and these weak and low-level goblins and half-immortals should be more diligent and careful.

"Well, as rumored, it is as clever as the rumors, and it is not procrastinating at all, very good, in the future, any trivial matters under your hands will be taken care of by you, in addition, the daily life of your uncles and uncles, meal allocation, art process, etc., are also handed over to you, and the envoys of the fairy sect sent by each branch must also be handled properly, don't ask me for advice on all the daily trivial matters, if you feel that you are unable to do it, you also have the right to promote some demon assistants, I don't know, plus these you can still do?"

Nangong Yueze's move is clearly to expand Yuzhuo's jurisdiction, and it is also obvious to introduce most of his responsibilities.

He carefully observed the changes in the expressions of the senior brothers: some did not change, some were stunned, some snickered, some drooped the corners of their mouths, some shook their heads, and some simply closed their eyes.

"This gang is still the same gang as it was, how can it be changed overnight!" he thought so, and had already made up his mind in his heart, and waited silently to see.

"This ~ is to be done, I am a junior, is this too too extraordinary? ”

With Yuzhuo's shrewdness, she is not afraid of big power, the greater the power, the more beneficial it will be to the development of their goblins, but how can she not think of it? Although it is all trivial disputes on weekdays, if there is no consent from those "elders", how can she, a junior, dare to intervene and mediate?

"Yu Zhuo, what kind of junior, cultivating immortals has always been regardless of seniority, it is only about rank, you are already a half-immortal, in this regard, it is not a transgression, let it be yours, I agree with your way of doing things, meticulous and fair, modest and diligent, the juniors and disciples said, isn't it?"

The one who snickered was Jeongseon. No matter who she is, as long as she takes on these troublesome things, it will never be his turn! Besides, Yu Zhuo does have the talent to take charge of things, so perfect, why not do it!

"Uncle Zhangsong, this is not appropriate, look at this meaning, from now on, our Yunfu will be a woman who is only half an immortal, if it spreads out in the future, won't he be laughed off by other fairies?

Zama felt unfair: this mysterious spirit creature who became the palm of Song in a daze, obviously didn't take her, the only immortal, in his eyes, and he didn't have a job, but he still wanted her to be at the mercy of a lowly half-immortal.

She didn't answer, as if she hadn't heard it, and secretly glanced at Lan Jinyi, it seemed that she looked down on Zama, who had no ink on her chest.

"Zama, don't be rude! Uncle Zhangsong, Zhima is here to make amends for her sister! I hope to forgive my sister's rude confrontation. Yuzhuo does have the talent to be in charge, Uncle Zhangsong knows people well, Zhima is convinced, if this position is given to the sister, Yun Fu will definitely be a mess!"

Surprisingly, Zhima didn't speak to her sister, her big eyes and unknown expression, I don't know what she was thinking in her heart.

Zama felt the nest again, and finally listened to her sister's words, and after returning to the team with a low eyebrow at the palm song on the stage, she began to think about her thoughts:

'Sister, what's the matter, I lost consciousness in a daze that day, and finally came to my senses, and she didn't tell me the detailed reason, but only told me that Min Rong's matter was revealed, no matter what she said, I had to pretend not to know. The next day, after I instigated Zhande, she scolded me, and then asked me to provoke any trouble at will, and in the past two days, I looked for an opportunity to ask her again and again, but to no avail, and she did not want me to mention the matter of Yuan Ling again. Could it be that she has even changed her mind, and she can't talk to me in private anymore, and she can't spit out unspeakable secrets with me anymore?'

How could Zhima not know her sister's thoughts, she saw her grievances in her eyes and hurt in her heart, she knew her sister too well. It's not that she doesn't say it, she can't say it, her sister doesn't know, her sister won't worry, she won't be rash, and she will never return on the road of helping her get revenge! If it is revealed in the future, the guilt and karma will be borne by her alone, she really loves this sister, of course she just wants her sister to achieve positive results!

Nangong Yue Ze saw that the three girls finally returned to the team obediently, and then looked at the others without saying anything, so he nodded towards Yu Zhuo.

"So, Uncle Zhangsong, Uncle Zhang, thank you for your love, Yuzhuo will go all out in the future, then I will be respectful and obedient!" She was blessed and blessed, looked at Nangong Yue Ze gratefully, and returned to the team excitedly.

Yu Zhuo, who was mixed in the queue, secretly looked at the new palm song, inexplicably, her heart beat suddenly, and she gradually clenched her fingers. Gradually, her thoughts raced:

This tone, this tone, this style, this gesture, and so on. I don't know what others know, I know what others can't see, but I can't see it—Master, what has happened? Master, is there something unspeakable? Master, I will help you, willingly, even though I die, I will not regret it!"

Nangong Yue Ze intuitively felt that there was a strange gaze looking at him somewhere, he inspected Yuzhuo, and he didn't look at the prying eyes, he closed his eyes: Xu is too fluctuating in the past few days, and his senses have gone wrong.

The large number of people's heads below shook Nangong Yue Ze's heart was bored, his chest was empty with pain, he couldn't stay here any longer, so he sent them early, and hurriedly fled to the only place of his mind......

"Ying'er, you've been busy all morning, it's almost noon, it's time for you to have lunch, rest, look at how hard-working the children are! Come here, my aunt has something to ask you." The old goddess of Lingxu Palace waved her hand towards the busy figure in the courtyard.

"Ancestor, watch your step! Why don't you stay in the house? I take care of you every half an hour, just wait, why do you have to come out to talk to me in person?"

"Hehe, I'm worried that I'm tired of you!Yo, this yard is so neat, remove the withering and leave the shoots, you did a good job, hey, as my body bones become weaker and weaker, if I say that I will raise these immortal plants to bloom and bloom, it is my fool's dream, if I say that in the future, I will worry less about blind and less scattered cultivation, and maintain them for a long time, I am still feasible. When you have cultivated into an immortal body in the future, I will pass on my medium golden hairpin to you, and then restore the vitality of the garden, but my wish to view the scenery at dusk, how about it?"

"Guzu, does Ying'er really have the day when she cultivates into an immortal body?" Somehow, Wanying's heart was sour, as if this agreement was just a self-deceptive comfort.

"Where did the frustration come from. Shut up! My old woman is still alive and well, how can you allow yourself to give up on yourself like this? Let's go, help me back to the house, let you see a good thing, and let you see the old demeanor of the gods!"

The old woman stretched out her finger and poked her chest at the edge, and the action showed a little disgust. Her eyes flickered with joy, and she forcibly pulled the distracted Wanying who was frozen in place.

Wanying woke up and felt that she couldn't stand her aunt, she calmed her sad mood, and was not curious about what the "good thing" in her aunt's mouth was, but just helped her into the cabinet like a puppet according to her meaning.