Early the next morning, Lu Ming had just fallen asleep after a busy night's work, Ling Ling got up early, and today she got up earlier than ever, with a strong expectation in her heart, and her spirit was naturally much more excited.

She didn't run to look outside the door, nor did she tell her disciples to pay attention to a Feng tailor in his forties, with a thin face and unusual eyes, and she didn't even mention this matter and this person to anyone.

Not for the sake of secrecy, which in itself is not a very important secret, but to see how deep the chest of this so-called tailor is, and how much can a person who can't even enter the door make up for the sky full of holes.

"Forgive me, forgive me, I was too late to come down, and I bothered the girl to wait, damn it, damn it. Tailor Feng walked in with a smile.

"It's okay, senior, please take a seat. Ling Ling said politely, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart, the little mechanism was really seen through by him, otherwise it would be impossible to come in without a sound.

"I was still worried about whether the girl could really make the needlework needed in Xia, but I heard early this morning that Zui Tianlou had changed its boss, and it was said that it also affected the Liu Tang Master in the faction, and both of them were expelled from Jiangcheng, such a thunderous method, if you are worried about it again, wouldn't it be unfounded?"

"As long as Brother Ming Yi doesn't disappoint his seniors, I don't know what kind of stitches the seniors have prepared to make up for the holes in the Wind Shadow Sect?" Ling Ling asked with a smile.

Ling Ling was confident that the Feng tailor in front of him was full of confidence in himself, and all he was worried about was Lu Mingyi, who had never shown himself, Ling Ling had always believed in his own vision, and the strength in his bones was by no means something that most people had.

"The first kind of stitching is a fire and water, first make the whole frame of the Wind Shadow Sect a little more stable for the girl. For a long time, the various factions of the martial arts have been graded according to the level of martial arts, and the elders, hall masters, and incense masters are all people with superior martial arts in the faction. But in the final analysis, he is first and foremost a person in the martial arts, how can he regard the development of limbs as the first condition? In terms of martial arts, Yue Tong, the head of the Tongmeng faction, is not below Xiao Nianwei, let alone Xiao Xia, but it is a little bit worse here. Tailor Feng patted his head and said with a grin.

"If you don't put people with superior martial arts in high positions, how can they be convinced?How can people with weak martial arts be able to suppress them?" Ling Ling was puzzled, what Tailor Feng said, she had never heard of it.

"Hehe, what the girl said is that this anger in their hearts has to be extinguished with some different water. The girl can select all the top masters in the sect, appoint the person with the highest martial arts as the elder of the sect, give them the most respected position and the most generous reward in the sect, and specialize in the duties of the head of the sect, the execution of punishments, etc., even if they have some complaints, how can they have a seizure?" Tailor Feng said with a smile as he looked at Ling Ling's body that kept leaning forward.

"The others belong to their own halls, and it is a matter of the deputy head of the internal affairs of the faction. If it is a matter of other sects, it will naturally be decided by the head of the sect, so that the internal and external order will be more stable, and it will be more stable to separate each other but contain each other?"

"According to what the seniors said, is it still necessary to find an elder who transmits the martial arts, select disciples with better qualifications, teach the superior martial arts of the sect, and specialize in all matters of sect disputes? After Ling Ling finished speaking, Tailor Feng immediately burst out laughing, giving a thumbs up and praising again and again.

Lu Ming didn't see Ling Ling when he woke up, so he must have been waiting for the tailor in the study, so he walked over. When I got to the window, I heard the conversation between the two, and I couldn't help but sigh again and again: they all came out of the mother's womb, and they all had the same head, why did they grow long, and the difference between the melon seeds of this head was so big.

"Hahaha, what a Feng tailor, he came here to do a big deal. Lu Mingyi was about to go in, when he suddenly saw a figure turn left and right into the study, his body was extremely fast, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly ran in.

"Ink Lost?" Tailor Feng said in a lost voice, and when the figure stood still, he saw that the person who came was not "Ink Maniac" Zhang Mu, but a thirty-year-old young man, who did not have a jade gourd filled with murderous ink on his waist, but a short sword hanging from his waist.

"I heard that the ink and wash trace is the unique skill of Zhang Mu's predecessors, how could he ...... Could it be?" Ling Ling asked, looking at Tailor Feng suspiciously.

"This person is Wu Chu, the only descendant disciple of Zhang Mu's predecessors. Why are you here too?" Tailor Feng finished explaining to Ling Ling, turned to Wu Chu and asked.

"If you are only allowed to come, I will not be allowed to come? Looking at today's martial arts, how many girl heroes like Ling Zhangmen are there? I want you to be reincarnated, but let me be a lonely soul and a wild ghost? As far as you are concerned, at most, you can only let Ling Zhangmen be a white rich beauty, and it is easy to provoke robbers to watch, how can you keep it for a long time?" Wu Chu said indignantly.

Ling Ling and Lu Mingyi were confused by the two of them like deaf people, and they couldn't understand at all. The two people in front of them are obviously acquainted, but what is the relationship? It doesn't seem to be so harmonious, why did Wu Chu suddenly come to the Wind Shadow Sect?

"Okay, good, you're amazing, you're coming. Tailor Feng turned his face away and stopped talking.

"Since the two of you are here, they are the distinguished guests of my Wind Shadow Sect, and they will be here for a long time, so why do you need to fight each other, I don't know why Wu Daxia suddenly visited our sect?" Ling Ling said to Wu Chu with a fist.

"Hehe, if you want to talk about him, although he is from a poor background, he is really a wonderful seed that is rare in a thousand years. Cheeky and finally became Zhang Mu's disciple, learned the ink trace, the master wants to teach him how to make ink with ink, to know that the secret of Zhang Mu's ink is a mystery in the martial arts. This kid is good, saying that the ink used by the master is too vicious, and the manly husband wants to sit up straight, but it is not as good as the short sword on his waist, and he was expelled from the master on the spot. Lu Ming listened to Tailor Feng's words, and thought to himself that this Wu Chu was a real bloody man.

"This kid doesn't know where his quirks come from, he likes the feeling of being surrounded and worshipped, and it is even more difficult for him to be a lone hero without leaving a name, let alone fading out of the world. In the days when he was expelled from the school, he wandered around, and he had to join a certain faction, but as soon as people heard that the ink was lost, who would dare to take him in. In today's martial arts, who dares to compare himself with Zhang Mu, he must have hit a wall everywhere before he found the girl you are here. Tailor Feng continued, hearing Ling Ling couldn't help but laugh.

"Master, what are you laughing at? My master is not what you think, and as long as you are willing to take me in, I guarantee that the Wind Shadow Sect will be proud of the entire martial arts from now on! Because, I am willing to pass on the traces of ink to the disciples of the Wind Shadow Sect, and who will be able to stop us at that time?" Wu Chu hurriedly said, in his eyes, he had already become a disciple of the Wind Shadow Sect.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat, this is really a fateful idea, ink and wash is Zhang Mu's unique skill, if he knows that the Wind Shadow Sect is so desperate to play tricks on the tip of the knife, maybe when he will come to fulfill himself.

"Listen to me first, and let me ask you, can you kill a mouse, but what if it is ten thousand?" This sudden question made the three of them confused, and they did not know what he was going to say, but none of them answered him.

"Isn't that right! Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, let alone thousands of them! If you teach the best martial arts of this sect to a group of the most well-established disciples, what do you think will happen? Who else in the martial arts dares to challenge my Wind Shadow Sect! You don't need to worry, but all superior martial arts must be gradual, as long as the upper-level exercises are not passed on, it will naturally be fine! Am I not a living example? The Ink Shadow is divided into six layers, and the master only taught me five layers, don't underestimate this weight, the difference is too big! But if the disciples of this sect learn the third or fourth level, and deal with those small shrimps of other sects, it will definitely be Mount Tai!" Wu Chu said excitedly, the last weight was how to kill people with ink through hair!

As soon as the words came out, Ling Ling's eyes lit up, didn't what Wu Chu said coincide with his own thoughts. Moreover, Xiao Ruier once said that the Ink Shadow Trace is changed from "Wind Shadow Spectrum", and the internal forces of the two martial arts do not clash with each other. If you want the Wind Shadow Sect to rise rapidly, you must break through the old rules, and with your own mind, as long as you add a little checks and balances, it is also a feasible way.

"Okay! For Brother Wu's pride, I will accept you as the elder of this sect, even if Senior Zhang wants to seek revenge, I Ling Ling will bear it alone!" Ling Ling had already made up his mind.

"I just said that the head of the family is not an ordinary person, and this unusual road has to be walked by such an unusual person. Wu Chu was so happy that he wanted to jump up.

"This matter must not be!" A vicissitudes of life voice came in, and when Ling Xiao was about to consult with Ling Ling on how to rectify the internal affairs of the sect, he was shocked when he heard Wu Chu's suggestion.

"Eldest Miss, if you pass on the mastery of this sect to other disciples according to what they say, it is tantamount to digging your own grave, and sooner or later there will definitely be chaos! They can sweep away the martial arts for you, and they may also fight against you! Have you forgotten how Han Tang died!" Ling Xiao beat his chest and shouted, he really couldn't figure out how such a shrewd eldest lady could be so easy to bewitch these two people.

"Brother Mingyi, what do you see?" Whenever there is a disagreement or question, Ling Ling always likes to throw the problem to Lu Mingyi, it's not that she has no idea, she just hopes that Lu Mingyi can support him.

"Ling'er, what Steward Xiao said is not unreasonable. The others are better said, but they are just passing on the exercises, and they really have to think twice before acting. Lu Mingyi expressed his worries, after all, what happened recently was too coincidental, and the two of them came to defect at the same time, could there be any conspiracy in it!

"I only need seventy disciples!" Wu Chu said firmly.

Ling Ling was obviously satisfied with Lu Mingyi's wit at the critical moment, and when she turned to Wu Chu with a smile, she got the result she wanted. But she didn't know that Lu Mingyi was not witty, but he was far more cautious than herself when faced with problems that might threaten survival!

Ling Xiao stopped talking, and walked out slowly with a gloomy face, he knew that there was no point in continuing to talk, the eldest lady's temper, he couldn't be clearer.