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Xia Min suddenly remembered something, and slapped his hands on the back of the chair, "That's right." ”

The two girls and Zhang Lao were taken aback, and they didn't understand what happened to Xia Min, so they were shocked.

"What moth do you think of again?" Li Qingwan's words were full of irony.

When Xia Min heard this, she felt that there was some black line in her head, and silently asked herself in her heart, am I so unreliable.

"Down, down. Hmph..."Xia Min stood up, walked to the door, and turned to look at the three of them, "Have you figured out your position?"

Xia Min's words made the three of them a little unclear So, position?

"What position? Zhang Jirou is very sensitive to the word position. In that circle, people who grew up, who came into contact with and understood from childhood to adulthood, all had the concept of superiority and inferiority.

"A position is a position. Xia Min said a little proudly, "I'm the head of the sect, if I have something to order, I can't tell the disciples directly, isn't that too unstylish? At the very least, there must be some elders, Dharma protectors or something." Wouldn't it be too unprofessional?"

"Poof..."As soon as Xia Min's words fell, Zhang Jirou burst out laughing.

The words were all messy, and I don't know how excited Xia Min's mood was.

"Yes, that's right. Zhang Lao nodded and agreed with Xia Min's statement.

"It's to have some special positions, although there are not many people in the current sect. However, it is better to establish these rules and regulations as soon as possible. "At this point, Zhang Lao has a deep understanding, with a goal, people will move forward, if they are a disciple for the rest of their lives, it will be extremely difficult for them to be enterprising.

Xia Min smiled, this was a feeling of being recognized, and said as he walked towards Zhang Lao, "Jiang is the old spicy, let's plan plan, my plan is like this......"

This discussion, which lasted all afternoon, finally established the following hierarchy:

The head of the sect belongs to the absolute leader, and everything in the sect can be said in one word.

There are four special positions: elder, protector, worship, and steward.

Elders are basically old people who have seen through the red dust, and they are almost considered nursing homes, and if the head is not there, everything will be discussed by the elders.

Dharma protectors, simply put, are a deterrent, just like the previous nuclear deterrent. The Dharma Protector belongs to the top combat power of the sect, and basically does not care about things, and is only responsible for solving troubles.

Enshrined, people with special talents. It's useless for the time being, but in the future, if there are other wild cultivators, you can ask them to come back as offerings. Regardless of whether he is a demon or a monster, he can only use it, and he will pull it back, the current sect is in urgent need of this kind of person.

The steward, who is responsible for handling the daily affairs of the disciples, is the same as a teacher in a school, and is a supervisor.

The above is a special position. Below, there are also some promotion systems among disciples.

The most ordinary disciples, there is no distinction between inner and outer doors.

Then there are the deacons, who are promoted by the best of the disciples, similar to the class leader in the class.

If the deacon goes up again, he can be promoted to elder, protector, steward, and so on.

Originally, Zhang Lao wanted to divide his disciples into a few more levels, but Xia Min strongly objected, he thought that if there were too many ranks, it would be easy to form a small group.

This is not a good thing for a sect, what he wants is the people of a sect, all working together, not wanting those conspiracies to exist.

"Then it was decided. Xia Min made the final decision and was about to turn around and leave.

"Xia Min, wait. Zhang Lao spoke up and called out to Xia Min.

"What's the matter?" Xia Min's eyes blinked, a little confused, what should be said has already been said.

"That..."Zhang Lao rubbed his palms with each other, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"What the hell is going on, there is something to say, nothing to leave. Although Xia Min was very curious about Zhang Lao's behavior, he still said this.

He knew that after saying this, Zhang Lao might not be able to speak, but if he didn't say this, Zhang Lao would definitely not be able to speak.

"It's Zhixing, this kid. Zhang Lao said quickly, and after finishing speaking, he looked up at the ceiling, as if he didn't want people to see his expression.

He felt that he was really, embarrassed and embarrassed, threw a granddaughter over, and asked Xia Min to accept it.

Now I have to throw a grandson over, this old face, I don't know where to put it.

What Zhang Lao said was Zhang Jirou's brother, Zhang Zhixing. It seems that he also plans to worship Xia Min as a teacher?

Xia Min silently pondered the council before answering, "No." The tone was very firm, but the expression on his face was like a smile?

Zhang Lao didn't speak, but still looked up at the sky.

"Why. Zhang Jirou asked the question on behalf of Zhang Lao, looking at Xia Min's gaze a little frustrated, and didn't understand why Xia Min disagreed.

"It's simple. Xia Min put his hands behind his back, and Shi Shiran turned to leave. The voice drifted to the ears of the three people, "I call him apprentice, and he calls me brother-in-law." Isn't this a mess, and you must not accept him as a disciple. He will obediently be a second generation. ”

Zhang Lao's expression was originally a little ugly. After listening to Xia Min's words, he smiled knowingly, he can't be an apprentice, he should be an honorary worship.

Zhang Jirou looked at Zhang Lao, her face was slightly red, although her personality was not so introverted. However, in front of her family, talking about this kind of thing always makes her feel a little embarrassed.

Li Qingwan glanced at Xia Min's back and scolded angrily.

This night, Xia Min did not go back to the bedroom to rest, but lay on top of Monkey King's head.

After a night of stupefiing, he still has a feeling of disbelief until now.

For a person who has no ambitions and just wants to eat and drink together, this kind of achievement now makes him feel a little scared in his pride, yes, fear.

In the past, he was just a shopkeeper, and he could be casual about the business in the store, and he could close it at any time if he was in a bad mood.

However, now, a sect is like a small society, and the people in the sect are all attached to the sect.

If he, the head of the sect, does not take a bad step, it is not his loss alone, but the people of the entire sect are in trouble.

In the final analysis, it is a manifestation of too much responsibility, for fear that because of their own reasons, the people who follow them will all be in trouble.

Speaking of which, Xia Min thought too much, on the current earth, who might pose a threat to the sect? It's just a psychological factor.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun begins today's work. As an old rival, the moon ran away the moment he saw the sun. The sky changed from dark to hazy, and finally seemed to be completely brightened in an instant.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

The bell tower in the sect ushered in the first work after it was built.

This is what Xia Min means, every day at six o'clock in the morning, twelve o'clock at noon, and six o'clock in the evening, each knocking three times, there is no special meaning. It's just because of Xia Minjue's that in a sect, if there is no bell, it will be a little irregular.

Those guards were very dedicated and dedicated, and not long after the bell rang, they lined up in a long line.

From the foot of the hill he trotted to the sect, behind the square. They dispersed, replacing their companions on the night watch and continuing their guard work.

The guards, who had been replaced, formed into small formations, trotted into the square.

After being counted by the squad leaders, they lined up in a long line and ran down the stone steps, from beginning to end.

They all held their heads high, their eyes did not squint, and they didn't know if they were tired or not, and they were still so energetic after a night's stay.

Because all the soldiers didn't squint, they didn't find Xia Min who was still snoring on the statue.

From the direction of the family area, Zhang Lao walked towards the square with leisurely steps, those old guys haven't seen him for a long time, and Zhang Lao still misses it a little.

In the Wolong Pavilion, the five men and five women had also gotten up.

Last night, Li Qingwan informed them that they would gather in the square at seven o'clock this morning.

In the family area, there was also a chaotic scene, and the family members of each disciple got up early and greeted each other.

Last night, they all knew each other, and they were all parents and elders of their sons and grandchildren, and it was good to have a good relationship.

Last night, they all received a notice that today was the founding ceremony of the sect, and they could also go to watch the ceremony.

For the work of their sons and grandchildren, the old people are very attentive, and they are waiting in the family area early.

They don't dare to run around, lest they accidentally lose this hard-won high-paying job.

They all stayed at the door of the family area, waiting for others to lead them to the ceremony.

Zhang Lao stood at the edge of the square, looking at the gate under the stone steps, with some worry in his eyes.

He had already informed those people of the time, hoping that they would not be late, otherwise Xia Min would be very angry.

Xia Min attaches great importance to the establishment ceremony, and will definitely not delay the time because of these people.

But if that's the case, then there's no point in calling these people.

So Zhang Lao could only pray in his heart, hoping that this time, those people would not play big names.

For Chinese gatherings, the person with the highest status is always the last to arrive.

Zhang Lao hated this point, didn't they think about it. The first one to arrive has more say and is more like a host? Or are they used to being a passerby, a passerby?

Time passes, slowly but quickly, and whether it's slow or fast depends on whether you have something to do.

For example, Zhang Lao at this moment, for him, time flies quickly.

Forty minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and another twenty minutes would be seven o'clock.

Seven o'clock, that is, the time that Xia Min determined, the time to start the ceremony, there was not much time left for those people.

Under Zhang Lao's anxious and angry gaze, he finally saw the helicopter coming from a distance.

Zhang Lao relieved his heart and waited by the square with peace of mind.

As for going to the gate to greet him, Zhang Lao didn't want to walk this lovely stone staircase twice at a time.

Although after Xia Min's transformation and living in the sect, his physical fitness will get better and better.

However, Zhang Lao didn't want to go, not because he was tired, but because he was lazy, yes, he was lazy.

learned from Xia Min, when you can be lazy, you can be reasonably lazy.

(The release time was changed to next week, for specific reasons, the editor said.) ）