In less than half an hour, all the disciples who were within a hundred miles of the Star Sword Sect had already rushed back to the sect's square.

At this moment, more than 10,000 sword cultivators gathered in the wide square, and the scene looked so shocking.

The disciples stood in the square, talking a lot, not understanding why the sect had suddenly summoned them here.

Just when many disciples were wondering in their hearts, the elders of the Elder House of Elders of the Late Twelfth Yuan Infant Dynasty flew to the high platform of the square together, and stood in two columns, and behind them, there were more than a hundred second-generation disciples of the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Please invite the new head Wei Zhangmen!"

Great Elder Zong Rui said loudly with a grim face.

His voice was infused with mana, very loud, like the sound of rolling spring thunder, even the disciples standing in the farthest distance could hear his voice very clearly.

"What? Our faction has finally produced a new head of the sect, who is this head of Wei?

He was able to stand out from many disciples and become the head of my Star Sword Sect!"

"It is said that if you want to become the head of the Star Sword Sect, you need to be recognized by the three God Transformation Stage Ancestors!

The more than 10,000 disciples present were all discussing, and they were all very curious about the new head.

And just when the scene began to become lively, there was a young monk, stepping on a flying sword, flew over from Shi Shiran, the heavy place of the sect, and came to the high platform.

This person is Wei Li, who came to attend the enthronement ceremony of the head of the family.

At this moment, Wei's face was full of emotion, and no one knew what he was thinking at this time.

As soon as Wei Li appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of the tens of thousands of disciples present, all of whom looked up at Wei Li, their faces full of doubt.

"Who is this young monk? Didn't you see that the enthronement ceremony was about to begin? How dare he fly to the high platform? That is the position of the head of the house! The little fake infant monk also dares to steal the limelight of the new head of the house, and he simply does not know whether he is dead or alive!"

Everyone began to point fingers at Wei Li on the stage, and no one thought that Wei Li was the new leader.

At this time, Great Elder Zong Rui opened his mouth and said loudly: "This is the new head designated by the three ancestors, Master Wei! Everyone welcomes Master Wei to give a speech to the disciples!"

Zong Rui said it nicely, but there was a sneer on his face.

Although he didn't dare to disobey the will of the three ancestors, he would not support such a very weak young man as the head of the sect with all his heart.

Therefore, using the disciples present to give the new head a dismissal, or even force him to step down, has become a tacit understanding in the hearts of the twelve elders of the House of Elders.

"What? He is actually the new head of my sect? What are you kidding? If such a person can become the new head of the sect, then can't I be the elder of the sect's Transmission Hall?"

"That's it, what do the three ancestors mean? They actually chose such a stinky person to be our head! Wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?"

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Sure enough, as soon as Zong Rui's words fell, there was an uproar in the audience.

"I'm not convinced! I won't be convinced! Such a person is not qualified for the position of the head of the house!"

The emotions of the disciples were instigated by some well-intentioned people, and they seemed to be agitated.

Feng Youhou stood under the stage, sweating profusely in a hurry, he wanted to go up to help Wei Li say a few words, but looking at this scene, even if he stood on the stage, he would be overwhelmed by the words of those disciples in the audience.

"What should I do? Do you want to go back and invite the three ancestors to calm the scene?"

After sealing it, he anxiously thought of a way.

Wei Li stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, listening to the more than 10,000 disciples in the audience pointing at him, talking a lot, and frowning.

He had already expected that this head was not so easy to be, he had already been mentally prepared before he came, but he didn't expect that the opposition of the disciples under him would be so strong!

Obviously, within the sect, since the fall of the old leader, the sect has been divided into many large and small forces, all of which covet the position of the head of the sect, and intrigue in order to get more benefits for the small group they belong to, like a plate of scattered sand.

Such a sect, if there is not a person who can convince the public to be the head of this sect as soon as possible, this sect will fall apart sooner or later due to internal strife.

At that time, even if the Three Great Transformation Stage Ancestors wanted to stop it, they couldn't!

The three great ancestors were able to encircle the bodies of these disciples with great mana, but they couldn't encircle their hearts.

A sect that deviates from morality, if it is not dispersed, it will be too unreasonable.

At this moment of great danger, the three ancestors assigned him to be the head of the sect, wanting to use his power to reunite the sect that had already shown signs of separation.

This difficulty is undoubtedly quite huge.

"Why me, why did you choose me?"

Wei Li's heart felt very heavy, and he had already greeted the three ancestors dozens of times in his heart.

"Let you be the head of this house, I am the first to disagree!

My Zong Hao Yuan's cultivation in the middle of infancy has not been able to get the approval of the three great ancestors and become the deputy head of the sect, why did you become the new head of my sect?"

At this time, a monk who looked to be in his thirties finally flew onto the high platform and issued a series of questions to Wei Li.

His words resonated with many disciples present, and they all said loudly: "Uncle Grandmaster, we support you, defeat him, drive him down, and we support you as the deputy head!"

Everyone's words made Zong Hao's blood boil, and he looked at Wei Li very proudly and said, "Do you hear that? I'm going to challenge you! Unless you can defeat me, otherwise, go back to where you came from! Don't come here to get in the way and annoy people!"

Wei Li looked at Zong Hao with a smug face.

He recognized that this Zong Hao was the man in black who broke into the cave of the three ancestors a few nights ago, wanted to pass the test, and finally didn't last long, he was beaten out and left in a gray manner.

Wei Li's eyes looked at Zong Hao silently and asked, "I'm just a monk in the middle stage of false infancy, but you are a monk in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, are you sure you want to challenge me?"

Hearing this, Zong Hao sneered: "Since you want to be the head of the house, you must have two brushes! If you don't have any ability, why do you become our head of the house? I put my words here today, unless you defeat me, otherwise, it will be difficult for you to make us admit your identity as the head of the house!"

When Wei Li heard this, he sneered: "You are right! If you want to become the head of one of the five major sword sects, you really can't be the head without any ability! You said just now, if I win against you, you will support me to become your leader, right?"

When Zong Hao heard this, he nodded arrogantly and said: "Yes, if you can win against me, not only will I support you as the head of the sect, but even all the disciples in the audience will support you to be the head of the sect! This is impossible! With you, an ant who is not yet in his infancy, you want to be the head of my faction? You better go back to the audience and dream!"

Zong Hao said that, as soon as his mind moved, a black flying sword appeared in front of him, quickly turning into a three-zhang giant sword, and slashed at Wei Li from mid-air.