Longevity

The four of them quickly appeared beside Leng Feiqiong.

Leng Feiqiong turned her head to glance at them, and said softly: "Come here at this time..."

"I'm worried that they won't do anything." Xu Qingluo smiled lightly and said, "Senior Sister, will they come after the four of us?"

"...Yes." Leng Feiqiong nodded.

She turned her head to look at the group of people who were chasing desperately, shook her head and said, "These guys don't have a good temper, and they will definitely take the opportunity to deal with the four of you."

Zhu Qingfeng and the others knew that they couldn't beat them, so they had to pinch their fists when they were in a hurry.

In their eyes, Master Fakong is not to be messed with, but Master's apprentices can still be messed with.

After all, they were a generation behind. In their eyes, Xu Qingluo and the others must have not cultivated enough, and their swordsmanship is not good enough. Defeating them is not only an embarrassment to the master but also anger at themselves.

Thinking of this, she secretly smiled.

This time, let them explode in anger and know who is the boss.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Then come!"

Chu Ling and Zhou Yang were eager to try. Even Zhou Yu, who had always been prudent, couldn't hide his excitement. He wished to do it now and experience the sword skills of the Twelve Meridians of the Tianhai Sword School.

A group of people went straight to a large hall.

The main hall is located at the peak of Haitian Cliff, with the blue sky overhead, entrenched like a giant beast looking down on them.

"This is the main hall." Leng Feiqiong stopped, looked at the hall in front of him, showing emotion: "It seems to have been a long time."

In fact, after careful calculation, it is only a few months.

The head hall is where she has stayed the longest, and she spends most of her time here dealing with matters big and small in the sect. Apart from practicing kung fu and reading for a while every day, she deals with these matters.

Thinking about it now, I still manage too carefully, so there is no need to do so.

Should be like the emperor, give enough power to the elders below, let them undertake more missions, instead of taking care of everything by themselves, it is too tiring, and it will not last long.

Before, it was because I had a breath to hold on, but now that I don't have this breath, I don't want to continue to be so tired.

There were two girls in Tsing Yi outside the main hall. When they saw Leng Feiqiong appear, they floated over in surprise, and saluted with fists together: "Master!"

They were Leng Feiqiong's subordinates at the time, responsible for doing chores and communicating, and they were always by Leng Feiqiong's side.

After Leng Feiqiong left, they were left idle and could only be reduced to guarding the gate of the palace. When they suddenly saw Leng Feiqiong again, they were extremely pleasantly surprised and came over involuntarily.

Leng Feiqiong showed a faint smile: "How are you doing?"

The two girls in Tsing Yi hurriedly nodded vigorously, staring at her earnestly: "How is the head?"

"If you don't count their hatred and insults, it's not bad." Leng Feiqiong said.

The two girls in Tsing Yi immediately nodded dissatisfied.

They were extremely dissatisfied with the scolding of Leng Feiqiong by the disciples in the faction, and even refuted a few words, but they were isolated, and being the guards guarding the main hall was considered a kind of exile.

Sun and wind all day long.

But they are still fair and delicate, and have not been tanned.

Following their voices, four old men walked out of the hall, and the other one was Zhuo Ping.

Zhuo Ping clasped his fists and smiled: "Master."

Leng Feiqiong nodded lightly: "Elder Zhuo, Elder Dugu, Elder Xia, Elder Feng, Elder Zheng, long time no see."

Except for Zhuo Ping who is an elder, the other four are Supreme Elders.

The four Supreme Elders cupped their fists and saluted: "Master."

Leng Feiqiong stepped on the steps and was about to go in. Zhu Qingfeng and the others had already chased after them, and hurriedly shouted: "Concubine Leng!"

Leng Feiqiong squinted at them, shook her head, and continued walking inside without stopping.

"You!" Jing Mingchuan wanted to rush forward.

Zhuo Ping stepped forward, blocked his way, and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Jing!"

Jing Mingchuan stopped and glared at him angrily: "Brother Zhuo, what are you doing? She is not the head of the sect, why should she enter our hall of the head of the sect?!"

"It's really hard to say whether it's the head or not. It's okay for everyone to come in and have a look." Zhuo Ping said flatly: "If the result of the disciples' promotion is to choose the head, then the only thing we can do is let the head take over as our head again. The seat of the door!"

"Brother Zhuo!

"Jing Mingchuan gritted his teeth and glared at him angrily: "The head is for all the disciples of our Tianhai Sword Sect to nominate, they will not agree!" "

Zhuo Ping shook his head and said, "We have already asked the disciples to vote secretly, and the result has come out."

"Why haven't I received any news?" Jing Mingchuan hummed.

Zhuo Ping said: "The elders are the last to know. If the final result is hard to tell, the elders have the right to vote. The elders have not been notified yet."

He glanced over the crowd and said calmly: "Junior Brother Jing and Junior Brother Zhu haven't received any news, have you all voted? Everyone knows who they voted for."

Zhu Qingfeng and Jing Mingchuan turned their heads to look back, looking at the disciples behind them, their faces darkened.

Zhu Qingfeng said in a deep voice, "Little Hu, have you received the news of the voting?"

"...Yes, uncle." A slender and handsome young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I received the voting box from the elders."

There was a seal on the box, which was jointly sealed by nine Supreme Elders. There were nine locks in total. No one could open it alone, and it took nine people to open it together.

So the result is authentic and impossible to cheat.

Zhu Qingfeng said coldly, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Xiao Hu hurriedly said: "I thought you knew about it, Shishu, so I didn't say anything."

Zhu Qingfeng stared at him.

Xiao Hu said embarrassedly: "Uncle Shi, I never thought that you didn't know wow, otherwise you would definitely say it. I thought Uncle Shi and you guys did it."

He thought that this was what Zhu Qingfeng and the others pushed the Nine Supreme Elders to prevent Leng Feiqiong from returning to become the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect, but he never expected that the Supreme Elders did it on their own.

"Hateful!" Zhu Qingfeng turned his head and stared at Zhuo Ping.

Zhuo Ping said calmly: "This matter complies with the rules, but the result is still in the box. All the elders have to come over to watch, and the sect master also comes in together~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She is not our sect master now!" Zhu Qingfeng Shen soundtrack.

Zhuo Ping smiled and shook his head: "Okay, let's go in and have a look, the other elders are here too."

Zhu Qingfeng stared at Leng Feiqiong.

Leng Feiqiong said angrily: "Say less, don't be ugly later, let's go."

She stepped into the hall first.

The main hall was empty, and there were more than a dozen middle-aged and elderly people sitting there, plus Zhu Qingfeng, Jing Mingchuan and the others, the nine great elders and the nine supreme elders were all lined up neatly.

Seeing Leng Feiqiong come in, everyone got up one after another.

Seeing the Supreme Elders get up, the other elders can only get up too.

Leng Feiqiong waved her hand and sat directly at the main seat, which was her original seat.

Zhu Qingfeng wanted to speak but was teased by the little nonsense, and shook his head slightly.

Zhu Qingfeng glared at him, snorted and didn't say much.

It's useless to say more now, and the result will be in a while, if she is not chosen, let's see how she will lose face.

I don't believe that all the disciples will really choose her as the head.

Witnessed by everyone, the nine elders each took out a key and inserted it into a purple lacquer box placed in the center of the table. The nine jacks were inserted together. With a click, the one-meter-square purple lacquer box opened, revealing Take out a bamboo stick.