Chapter Eighty-Three: Candidates for Leadership

When he was in the "Forest of Ten Thousand Demons", he had heard Yun Shangfei say that his identity in the sect would change after he returned, but now this change is a bit surprising. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Candidate for the head of the sect, that is to say, in the future, after the current head abdicates, Yun Shangfei is likely to become the head of the next generation of "Penglai Immortal Sect" and become the leader of the immortal cultivators, if he has this identity, it will indeed be much easier to do something.

After a short period of astonishment, taking the jade slip, Mo Xiaoxie and Huixin chatted a few more words, seeing that it was not early, Huixin left Mo Xiaoxie's room with an empty food box.

After the sound of the door closing, the room was quiet, and only Mo Xiaoxie's subtle wheezing sound could be heard.

For a long time, it may be that the body is a little paralyzed by maintaining one position, Mo Xiaoxie was motionless and changed his posture, and the sound of his clothes rubbing was like a branch swaying in the wind outside, making a "rustling" sound.

In the room that gradually became dark, the jade slip emitted a soft faint light, like a traveler walking alone on the night road, occasionally looking at a round of faint jade plates carved on the night, and feeling that he was no longer alone, and he was comforted in vain.

Pinching up the jade slip, Mo Xiaoxiao sent a message to Yun Shangfei with a method that was not very skillful, "Congratulations!"

After it was sent, the news sank like a stone into the sea, and there was no response for a long time, and just when Mo Xiaoxie was about to give up waiting, the faint jade light of the transmission jade flickered.

Nervously, he swept the jade slip with his spiritual sense, and a piece of information came directly into his mind.

"Who are you?"

Mo Xiaoxie slapped his head violently, secretly annoyed, he didn't even tell the other party's name, no wonder the other party ignored him for a long time.

"I'm Mo Xiaoxie, and I just got this jade slip. ”

After Mo Xiaoye sent this message through Yu Jian, Yu Jian quickly flashed and had a reply.

"Big brother, is it really you?"

The words were full of disbelief and unexpected surprises.

"Of course it's me, I heard that you have become the head candidate of the "Penglai Immortal Faction", congratulations!"

Hearing Yun Shangfei call himself 'big brother', Mo Xiaoxie's strange mind finally let go, blaming himself for thinking too much, his impression of Yun Shangfei became better and better, and he was worried that with the change of his current identity, he would not recognize his brother, it seems that this kind of inferior thinking is a bit redundant.

Yun Shangfei over there smiled "hehe", he didn't seem angry at all because he hadn't seen him for nearly a year, just like when he was in trouble in the "Forest of Ten Thousand Demons" that day, he said quite familiarly: "What is there to congratulate on this little thing, when I become the head one day, it's not too late for you to congratulate again, and when it comes to congratulations, I, as a younger brother, should first congratulate you, eldest brother." ”

Mo Xiaoxie looked at the information in the jade slip in amazement, and asked with a hint of doubt: "What do I have to congratulate? Although I have achieved a little success in cultivating the exercises, I won't celebrate this little thing, wouldn't it seem that I am too pitiful?"

Mo Xiaoye half-jokingly teased, if there is really something to be happy about, it will be the sudden improvement of his cultivation realm, but this is an ordinary thing for ordinary people, and there is no need to mention it in him.

"Oh, you can cultivate, this is indeed a happy event, but compared to the achievements you have made in the "Forest of Ten Thousand Demons", it is only a drop in the bucket, do you know, now the cultivation world is rumored to be boiling, saying that a young man with a weak crown showed his might in the "Forest of Ten Thousand Demons" and killed the Demon Dao giant that has spanned thousands of years. Blood Demon Lord, Uncle Tianshu also specially found me to ask about this matter, but I can only answer that I don't know, you can be said to be famous now, this matter has reached the ears of many families in Kyoto, and everyone is speculating whether you have something strange similar to three heads and six arms or something. ”

In the end, Yun Shangfei chuckled a few times, obviously thinking of Mo Xiaoxie's strange appearance of a few more heads and arms.

Holding the jade slip in his hand, Mo Xiaoye was not the slightest happy when he heard the news, but his expression became a little solemn, and his face was full of sadness.

Perhaps this is a good thing for other cultivators, and many people are eager to take credit for themselves, but now it has fallen on him, and it is definitely not something to be happy about.

Although the Blood Demon Lord died indirectly in his own hands, Mo Xiaoye knew that he had a few catties and taels, and only the innate realm cultivator would have no chance of winning in the face of the Blood Demon Lord in his heyday, and if he invited cultivators of the same realm to come, he would only have to take the blame for committing suicide.

With a bitter smile, Mo Xiaoye didn't know why the matter of killing the Blood Demon Lord would be known to everyone, and in addition to Huixin and Huang Zhen, there were only a few high-ranking monks in the "Lei Yin Temple" who knew about it.

Huixin and Huang Zhen have a very good relationship with themselves, so they shouldn't do this kind of thing, and they have been staying in the "Leiyin Temple" with themselves, and they have no chance to tell outsiders about this matter, so they can be excluded.

So the only possibility left is that someone in the "Lei Yin Temple" is doing ghosts?

Is it His Holiness Duhua, or is it someone else?

Mo Xiaoxie's acquaintance with the "Leiyin Temple" is very limited, and it is difficult to distinguish for a while, if it is a well-intentioned publicity, then it doesn't matter if Mo Xiaoxie is proclaimed, but if it is out of malice, it will be a little difficult to do.

Is it just to make the Demon Monk hate him, or do you want the Demon Monk to find trouble with him and put him to death?

Whatever it was, Mo Xiaoxie felt that the malice of this matter was greater than the kindness.

This move is really ruthless, indirectly putting himself and the demon monk in the opposite position, but I am afraid that I will be out in the future, and it seems that I need to be vigilant at all times even when I sleep.

I really made a great enemy unintentionally!

"This "congratulations" of yours really surprised me, and if you hadn't told me, I might have been kept in the dark when I died. ”

Mo Xiaoxie used his spiritual sense to transmit the information, opened his bright eyes in the dark room, and took a deep breath.

I really can't live a stable life!

However, since this matter has spread so far to the "Penglai Immortal Sect", my sister has no reason not to know, it must be to prevent herself from thinking cranky, so she deliberately concealed it.

In my sister's opinion, as long as I stay in the "Leiyin Temple" well, I can guarantee absolute safety, and the demon monk will not be stupid enough to break into the "Leiyin Temple" in order to kill him, but Mo Xiaoye knows that he still has an unfinished mission, and he will definitely not stay here for too long.

Leaving the bed, he took the fire fold to light the two candlesticks in the room, the hazy light shone on his body, and two huge shadows, one real and one virtual, were reflected on the wall, swaying slightly with Mo Xiaoxie's movements.

Picking up the jade slip and finding that there was another piece of information on it, after reading it, Mo Xiaoxie frowned, crossed his fingers on his chin, stared at the red candlelight, and fell into deep thought.

"It seems that you have also noticed the hidden dangers in this matter, but even so, I still have a reluctant request, our "Penglai Immortal Sect" got the news, there are traces of demon monks in the capital of Penglai Kingdom, I'm afraid they are planning something big, I think this can be used as a breakthrough for us to find clues, and now as a candidate for the head, I not only have to work hard to improve my cultivation, but also have a lot of things to learn, so I can't leave the "Penglai Immortal Sect" Half a step, therefore, this time I will trouble you to go to the imperial capital, my senior brother Xuanyuan Hao, that is, the second prince of Penglai Kingdom, has already gone back first, you can find a way to contact him when you get there, I believe he will be very willing to accept you, the "rookie in the cultivation world" who killed the Blood Demon Lord. ”

"Rookie in the Cultivation Realm", hearing Yun Shangfei's name for himself, Mo Xiaoye smiled helplessly.

If you can survive partly by luck, then partly by the power of your Dao heart.

Hero is a kind of temperament, a kind of spirit, and a kind of fearless determination.

His way of heroism, at the moment of awakening, has already ignored life and death, and has no fear.

Therefore, he was able to ignore the coercion of the Bloody Demon Lord's Dao Realm, and finally used the new Gang Demon Power born from the fusion of the Hero's Way to give him a fatal blow, directly dispersing the soul of the Bloody Demon Lord, so that he could never be resurrected again.

Under the attack of the entity, the Blood Demon Lord can turn into a blood mist and escape, as was the case thousands of years ago when facing the Heavenly Pivot Dao Chief, and the same was true when he received the death blow that day.

It was also his bad luck that when the magic weapon was damaged and the spiritual sense was severely damaged, he met Mo Xiaoxie, a guy who knew how to attack with spiritual sense, and there was no defense, otherwise the outcome of the day was still unknown.

"Okay, I'll go, but I won't be able to leave until three days. ”

This is Mo Xiaoxie's reply to Yun Shangfei after repeated consideration.

I happen to be going out for a walk, so if I stay at the "Leiyin Temple" all the time, I will lose the meaning of becoming a cultivator?

If you can meet the demon monk in the imperial capital this time, by the way, you will also check the matter of the Yan family's annihilation, and the fortune teller said that the demon cultivator did it, and it should not be untargeted.

I already have the power of a cultivator, and things should always be investigated.

However, if you want to find out what happened five years ago, I'm afraid it will be several times more difficult than finding out the inner ghost of the "Penglai Immortal Sect".

At this moment, Yu Jian sent another message.

"Thank you, whether Uncle Tianxuan's revenge can be avenged depends on you, big brother. ”

After checking it, Mo Xiaoye clenched the jade slip in his hand tightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

For him, having this 'thank you' is enough.

Mo Xiaoxie was lying on the familiar bed, with a quiet smile, ready to fall asleep.

He didn't blow out the candle, and now only the faint flame of the candle could give him a sense of security after the horror.

He is a mortal after all, and he is under the pressure of killing the Demon Dao giants, and in the face of attacks and killings that may come from various ** Dao characters, Mo Xiaoye can't sleep peacefully.

Lying on his side on the couch, his eyes half-open staring at the swaying light and shadow on the wall, Mo Xiaoxie's mind was completely absent from this.

Before going to bed, the only thing he was thinking about was how to mention and explain his decision to leave the "Lei Yin Temple" to his sister, during this time, he closed his door in order to cultivate, and Huixin took meticulous care of him when he was injured.

The words of separation were not easy to say, and he gave himself a three-day deadline, hoping to find a suitable opportunity to say goodbye to his sister in these three days.

The future still depends on one's own efforts to move forward, and family may be a temporary safe haven, but it is by no means a ditch that hinders one's way forward.

If you explain it carefully, I believe my sister will understand and support him.

The sassy autumn wind blew away the clouds that blocked the bright moon, knocked on the only scattered leaves left of the depressed branches, accompanied by the crisp song of the birds in the sky and the sound of the crickets chirping in the grass, dancing, playing the natural music of hypnosis and stress relief, like a clear spring, slowly flowing into the heart, injecting into the pinna, turning into a harmonious background tone in a dream, expressing lingering, dispelling the loneliness and coolness of the autumn night.

Lightly shallow, light and carefree, tonight...... The night was just right.