Chen Yuan has always had a faint worry in his heart: the cultivation realm in recent years has been too peaceful, and even the small contradictions and frictions that often exist between the three major sects have not happened for a long time.

Just like Feng Xiaoxiao's subduing of the surrounding forces in Ningcheng before, it stands to reason that in such a disputed area, this is a very sensitive move.

It was not surprising that the other two major sects had responded with protests, bad behaviors, and even threats of force.

However, the truth was calm, and the other two major sects seemed to be completely blind to this matter.

Ying Tianzong was overjoyed by this situation, believing that such a peaceful time was a good opportunity for Ying Tianzong to accumulate strength and take advantage of the opportunity to develop.

However, Chen Yuan smelled danger from it.

As we all know, only the retracted fist is more powerful, but now this pool of stagnant calm seems to hide a powder keg, and it is not known which spark will eventually ignite it.

On Liantian Peak, in the council hall, the conversation between Xu and Chen Yuan continued, but they were now discussing Chen Yuan's succession arrangement.

No matter how you say that the succession of the sect master is a gratifying thing, and it is Chen Yuan's long-cherished wish, so at this time, Chen Yuan can only put aside the hidden worries in his heart for the time being, and devote himself to the discussion with Xu Buying.

"How about the succession ceremony scheduled for March, you shouldn't think that the old man is not going to go, right?" Xu asked with a big laugh.

"Well, of course not. Chen Yuan touched his nose and replied with some embarrassment.

Without waiting for Chen Yuan to ask, Xu Buyi said the reason himself: "After March, it is the day of the main sect assessment, I hope you can start and finish well as a supervisor, and I also hope that you can hand over a dazzling result to prove that the elders' choice is correct." ”

"Of course, the old man also has a little selfishness of his own, this year's main sect assessment has your disciples to participate, and many outstanding talents will definitely emerge, and this sect also wants to borrow an east wind to add this last glorious stroke to the resume. ”

"You really have a lot of faith in me......"

"Nonsense, if I don't have confidence in you, why did I choose you to succeed you, are you so easy to be the sect master......"

Xu Bu has been here for three months, of course, it is not just for the sake of merit, in fact, for a sect master who is about to abdicate, merit or anything is meaningless.

It's just that Xu Bucheng didn't say it, and Chen Yuan didn't ask, but he knew in his heart that these three months were the time Xu Bucheng needed to pave the way for himself.

Some bloated personnel need to be adjusted, and some long-standing ills need to be swept away, and these things that offend people, if you wait until you are in the position to do it, you are likely to have a bad reputation as a bully for the elderly.

But these criticisms and accusations do not care about Xu Wei.

There is also the separation of powers that the two of them discussed just now, Xu Buxing also wants to open up the situation in the past three months, it is conceivable that if he wants to separate power from Mo Cangxing, he will inevitably resist it, and these pressures, Xu Buxing hopes to bear it himself.

This is a mistake he has made, and he hopes to make up for it in his own hands.

If he could, Xu did not hope that what he would hand over to Chen Yuan was a hopeful and vigorous Ying Tianzong.

It is in Chen Yuan's hands and should have a brighter future.

"Three months later, it happened that many of the assessment disciples and the elders of the various sects gathered together, and it would be very lively to take this opportunity to hold the succession ceremony. ”

"Sect Master, forget the three families of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the Medicine God Sect, and the Spirit Refining Sect. ”

"Why, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Medicine God Sect are two of the three holy lands, if they are missing, it will give people the feeling that this succession ceremony is not grand enough. ”

"Inviting me will only be an eyesore," Chen Yuan pouted and said, "What does it matter to them that I should succeed to the throne ceremony of Tianzong, could it be that without their witness, my successor sect master will not count?"

"Haha, it's okay, you have the final say in your succession ceremony......"

Just when Xu Buyi and Chen Yuan were talking about Xing Zhengnong looking forward to the future, in an inconspicuous county town thousands of miles away, sparks were quietly burning.

In the backyard of a dart game, a man in black hurriedly knocked on the door and delivered a piece of information to the people inside.

"Twelve Lords, this is the information just sent by the secret line of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, please check it. ”

Of course, this is not the information that Chen Yuan has become the successor sect master of Ying Tianzong, this matter has only happened for a few hours, and it has not spread thousands of miles away.

However, this information is still related to Chen Yuan.

The Twelve adults took the information and unfolded it casually, just a glance at it, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

This information is very short, as short as only one sentence, but the significance it represents is extremely significant: Zhang Bufan returned with a serious injury, suspected of being injured by Chen Yuan!

The twelve adults stared at this information for a long time, and they didn't even care about the man in black retreating.

After a long time, he slowly approached the candle flame with the note containing the information, and watched the note turn to ashes little by little, and his deep pupils were full of inexplicable meaning.

"My Master, have you grown to such a point that even the Mahayana monks have nothing to do with you?"

That's right, if Chen Yuan is here, he will definitely be able to recognize it at a glance, this twelve adults dressed as a dart master are his good apprentices who he hasn't seen for a long time - Wang Zizai.

The last time the two met was three years ago, when Wang Zizai brought Chen Yuan the shocking news that Feng Xiao Xiao was a blood demon.

After that, Chen Yuan hid in Mingyuan Peak and was busy with his reform, Wang Zizai hid in the shadows to develop his intelligence organization, and occasionally Chen Yuan needed any news, which was also passed on through Wang Zizai's men.

Therefore, although he has been a master and apprentice for twelve years, in Wang Zizai's heart, Chen Yuan has only left a deep impression on him three times.

The first time was the first acquaintance, Chen Yuan taught him ambition: What does it mean for you to be a path-cutting thief, robbing this kind of thing, you should rob, rob the world, rob, rob people's hearts......

The second time was in Kazama City, Chen Yuan taught him the method: at the Xiuzhen Product Promotion Conference, Chen Yuan just played a few small tricks, and turned the treasure-picking goods that no one cared about into a fragrant bun that everyone scrambled for.

The third time was in Nanxun City, where Chen Yuan changed his life: he was originally just guarding a half-dead empty cloud and a mess, but suddenly he became the controller of an intelligence force.

Maybe it's because Chen Yuan taught it well, or maybe it's because Wang Zizai himself is talented in this industry, over the years, the dark line network left by the original Chengtianzong has become more and more developed in Wang Zizai's hands.

Wang Zizi is like a spider hidden in the shadows, although it is silent and lurking, but the silk web he weaves covers every corner of this continent.

And in this silk net, the object of Wang Zizai's greatest attention is none other than his master Chen Yuan.

Therefore, although Wang Zizai had not received the news that Chen Yuan had become the successor sect master of Ying Tianzong at this moment, he knew very well in his heart that Feng Xiaoxiao's idiot had lost.

"Becoming the sect master of the Holy Land on the powerful side, and having the strength to deal with Mahayana monks, Master, you have grown up too fast. Wang Zizi sighed with a sad face.

"At your speed of development, I'm afraid it won't take a hundred years to dominate the world, don't dare to disobey. ”

For this point, Wang Zizai is much more confident than Chen Yuan himself.

You must know that Chen Yuan is still worried about dealing with Mo Cangxing, as for the Ten Thousand Sword Sect and the Spirit Refining Sect, on Chen Yuan's schedule, the days of dealing with them are still far away.

However, Wang Zizai didn't see it that way, he had an inexplicable confidence and awe for his master, and he knew the whole process of Chen Yuan's growth from a miscellaneous servant to a Yingtian sect master in just twelve years.

In twelve years, you can go from a miscellaneous servant to a suzerain, so how many twelve years can it take from a suzerain to a supreme?

"Hey, it's not good to have a master who is too strong, under his radiance, I can only be his good apprentice obediently, and my future life will come to an end at a glance, it's really boring......" Wang Zizi scratched his head in distress.

"Maybe I should find something to do for the master and his old man, but I can't learn from that idiot of Feng Xiao Xiao to attack the master directly, so that I can leave a room for me, even if the plot fails, I can continue to be a good apprentice of the master." ”

"Maybe I can ...... like this"

"How can I be a fisherman if you don't fight, and if the world is not chaotic, how can I be truly at ease?"

With a nervous low laugh, Wang Zizi muttered to himself.

After a while, his gaze gradually turned cold, and he said loudly: "Come on, arrange it, and spread the news that Feng Xiaoxiao is a blood demon!"