The top of the bright top, the lush mountain forest, the mountain peak is like a knife blade straight into the sky, magnificent, between a steep cliff, a boulder extends out, on the boulder, the purple-robed young man sits cross-legged, his eyes are closed, behind the youth as the center of the hundreds of meters, the deciduous branches suddenly moved, such as the wind and clouds change, the mountain rain is coming, slowly, slowly, around the circle contraction, gradually sinking down, the shape is like a participation in the Beidou.

The tranquil mountain top, without the noise of the outside world, seems extraordinarily quiet.

Time passed quietly in tranquility, and unconsciously, it had been nearly two days since Jiao Luo's death, and these two days were undoubtedly dull for Mingjiao.

Suddenly, a voice broke the quiet atmosphere, and the shout of "Deputy Sect Master" fell for a moment, and a figure slowly swept out from somewhere in the distance behind him, and in the blink of an eye, Xi Feng, whose face was sad, slowly appeared in front of Murong Fu.

Hearing the voice in his ears, Murong Fu also slowly opened his eyes, the internal force in his body surged, and he let out a long breath of turbidity, and then said in a flat tone: "Deputy Sect Master, Brother Xifeng, you know, I am not a member of the Ming Sect, this position of Sect Master, you should recommend another virtuous." ”

Xi Feng, as the left envoy of the light, under the leader of the Ming Sect, respected the left envoy of Xi Feng's light, and continued to sort out the things in the sect without rest for nearly two days, which was enough for Xi Feng to be tired, fortunately, there was Ye Xing on the side to help, and a smile appeared on his slightly pale face this time: "Brother Murong, you think about it on our behalf, if you don't be the leader of the Ming Sect, then we will be divided by the Dharma Protectors, the Four Kings, and the Five Scattered People for the position of the sect leader, is this what the sect leader Jiao Luo wants to see?"

Hearing Xi Feng's words, Murong Fu was silent, on the top of the calm light, suddenly, there was a subtle sneer, and soon after the sound sounded, several black shadows suddenly flashed with several galloping sounds that broke through the air, Murong Fu didn't need to look to know who was coming, he was silent for a long time, and did not speak.

"Sect Master, if you refuse to take on this heavy responsibility, the Ming Sect will return to the old path of cannibalism and internal turmoil after the violent death of the original Zhong Sect Master, will you come to your rescue again at that time?" Xi Feng smiled bitterly.

After Murong Fu let out a long sigh, he said, "What you said is also the truth, in this situation, it is difficult for me to stand idly by, but this sect master, I neither know how to do it, nor do I want to do it." Murong Fu still admires the heroes of the Ming Sect very much, but if he is asked to be the leader of the Ming Sect, he is very resistant, if it is the predecessor, I am afraid that he will not be able to ask for it, but at this time, as a person of later generations, he just wants to join hands with Wang Yuyan and A Bi to live a happy life, so many disturbances, he really doesn't want to be entangled, he has been in the world for decades, to pursue those mirror-like Wang Tu Xionghe, in the end, what he gets is still just a handful of loess, it is better to cherish the people around him.

Lan Qing and Murong Fu knew each other at the earliest, and they were also very familiar with Murong Fu's surname, so they couldn't help but say at this time: "Since the sect leader has chosen you, it means that you are the candidate in the sect leader's mind, and we naturally will not disobey Jiao Luo's decision-making, and besides, I know that the Murong brothers don't like to manage things in the sect, and the brothers of this sect are dear and mutually helpful, like siblings, Brother Murong, you can rest assured, and the left and right protectors will assist from the side, I hope that the Murong brothers will not shirk." ”

"Brother Murong, I think that when the sect leader handed over the Qiankun Great Mind Transfer Method to you so easily, he had the idea of seeing you as a candidate for my Ming Sect leader, this time the sect leader is gone, and I hope that the Murong brothers can inherit the will of the sect leader, and besides, my Mingjiao Town Sect has seen all the Murong brothers, can you still dissociate yourself from my Mingjiao?" Ye Xing, as the person who knew Jiao Luo best, said from the bottom of his heart at this time.

Murong Fu smiled bitterly and shook his head, the words are all on this, how can you let him refuse: "In this way, how else can I refuse?" Let's go!" In the wind that swirled around him, Murong Fu was on tiptoe, his figure quickly rose into the air, and the last one turned around, he swept away in the direction of the main altar hall.

Hearing Murong Fu's words, the ecstatic eyes of the people of the Ming Sect intertwined with each other, and they all smiled happily, in the final analysis, everyone in the Ming Sect is a well-known man, and they also have great admiration for Murong Fu's personality, not to mention anything else, just the style of daring to act and not owing the slightest debt to others has greatly increased their favor, coupled with that strength, as well as the life-saving grace of Xi Feng, not to mention that the position of the sect leader has always been inhabited by martial arts powerhouses, and everyone has not much resistance in their hearts.

Looking at Murong Fu who was gradually moving away, everyone was a little lighter, and their bodies turned into black rays, and they quickly caught up with Murong Fu in front

Returning to the hall of the head rudder of the Guangming Summit, the left and right envoys of the Guangming, the four kings and five scattered people of the Mingjiao, sat down with Murong Fu, and Xifeng and Ye Xing told Murong Fu in detail about the teachings and tenets of the Mingjiao, the rules passed down from generation to generation in the sect, the power of the Mingjiao in various places, and the surnames of the leading figures in the sect.

The hall sits behind the five scattered people is the five flags of Mingjiao: Ruijin, giant wood, flood, fire, thick earth, each flag is in charge of the flag, and after that is the Mingjiao left and right protector of the heaven, earth, wind, thunder four gates of the master, although even said to be a fierce battle, the five flags and four doors are all injured and disabled, but at this moment everyone is in high spirits, because at this moment, the high-level seizure of power they are worried about has not happened.

Murong Fu crossed his fingers and listened to everyone's advice with an indifferent face, and after a long time, after telling everything about everything, seeing that the dogma and doctrine had been explained, Murong Fu also waved his hand to send everyone back, and as everyone retreated from the five banners and four gates, the entire hall suddenly became empty.

Rubbing his forehead, Murong Fu smiled bitterly, feeling the dark fragrance of flowers floating in the hall, his mood was also a little calmer, and when he walked through the door, he remembered the secret passage of the bright top, since he became the master of the Ming Sect at this moment, he was qualified to enter the secret passage, and he turned around and walked to the west wing behind the meeting hall, that is, the bedroom where the sect leader lived.

Murong Fu pushed open the door, lifted an embroidered curtain, stepped in, his eyes stayed in front of the bed, uncovered the brocade quilt, lay on the bed, stretched out his hand to grope around the bed, suddenly, Murong Fu's fingers touched an uneven mechanism, and he pulled the machine bracket, and the sound of rolling gears sounded, in Murong Fu's stunned state, the big bed in the sect leader's room slowly moved away, and this fall fell straight down a few feet, fortunately, the ground was covered with extremely thick soft grass, and he didn't feel any pain, only heard a slight sound on the top of his head, and the bed board had returned to its original state.

Murong Fu entered this Mingjiao tunnel for the first time, zigzagged forward dozens of zhang in the road, stretched out his hand and groped around, in front of him was a concave and convex stone wall, there was no gap, Murong Fu smiled slightly, knowing that this stone wall had to be pushed by huge force, Dou Zhuan Xingyi covered his arm, grabbed the concave and convex place, and pushed hard, with Murong Fu's strength, he pushed with all his strength, it can be seen how huge this force is, and he can push it away. When the stone wall was moved back three feet, after the stone wall, there was a long Yongdao in front of him, and he walked forward, only to feel that the Yongdao was inclined all the way forward, getting lower and lower, and he walked about fifty zhang, and suddenly there were several forks in the front, and there were as many as seven forks in the road, Murong Fu didn't care much, so he chose one at random and walked in slowly.

After passing through another corridor in the secret passage, Murong Fu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he found that he was already in a hall at this time. Obviously, it was originally a natural cave, and it was made of huge artificial modifications. The walls of the hall are polished very smooth, and the portraits hang there quietly, and there are damp water droplets in the caves, but this is unusually dry, and the portraits hang between the walls, and there is no dampness.

Murong Fu looked at the secret passage and actually placed these portraits, inevitably became curious, walked to the wall to watch the calligraphy and paintings, and randomly picked one of them to look at, coincidentally, the person in the portrait was the portrait of Jiao Luo, the leader of the Ming Sect, and looked carefully, Jiao Luo in the portrait, the pair of cold and arrogant eyes on the handsome face, as if there was no focal length, it seemed extremely arrogant, and the portrait was simply marked that the eleventh leader of the Ming Sect.

Seeing this, Murong Fu's heart crossed a trace of clarity, it turned out that this hall was for the portraits of the masters of the Ming Sect, his eyes slowly crossed the portraits of the masters of the Ming Sect, suddenly, Murong Fu was shocked, his eyes contained incredible, it took a long time to come back to his senses, took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and slowly walked to one of the portraits.