High status, comparable to national soldiers.

It can even be said that more than half of the people in the metaphysics Association have received the favor of the previous leader.

Therefore, the status of Xuanmen in metaphysics is different from other schools.

The leader succession ceremony, once the news comes out, will be a grand event that will stir the metaphysical world!

And now

Qi Zhi felt that his mouth was full of bitterness. He said hoarsely, "young master, I haven't sent an invitation yet. The news has spread all over the metaphysical world. In recent days, the leaders of Maoshan, Zhengyi and other sects have sent a letter. If the leader of Xuanmen succeeds, they will be there to watch the ceremony."

"So what?"

Young master Yan raised his eyebrows carelessly and answered carelessly.

Qi Zhi: "young master, if there is a mistake in the succession ceremony, it's a big joke!"

Wang Changning will never miss this opportunity.

And there is

The leaders of the remaining schools in China, such as Maoshan and Zhengyi, are already 60 or 70 years old!

White haired, they are all people who shake their legs and shake three earthquakes in the province. If something goes wrong at that time... He will cry whenever he thinks about it.

"Those who learn this are not unruly. Xuanmen has not held such a grand event for many years. There is a conflict. Where can we stop it?" Qi Zhi thought of the phone call he received these days, and his scalp was about to explode, "Also, there is a long-standing feud with Miao Gu girl in Xiangxi. The Tianshi family and the descendants of ghost Valley don't like each other. They have a feud with each other, and they have a festival with this. It's like a time bomb. The whole port city has to explode!"

Yantao said coolly, "don't you just separate them?"

Young Lord, what you said is light.

This place is so big. If it happens, gods fight and mortals suffer.

A famous family like Maoshan has rules and won't hurt people.

Miao Gu women are different. They love each other. I'll kill each one. If they die, they just pat their ass and leave.

Qi Zhi's heart has been killed.

"Well," young master Yan said with a radian on his lips, "just right."

What, what?

Yan Tao: "soldiers come to block, water and earth cover. Do you want the Xuanmen to split like this all the time, and then go down to see your master with the result of four or five divisions?"

"Little Lord, Shifu, he just wandered away and didn't die!"

Qi Zhi stared. Master was younger than him. How could he leave than him!

Yan Tao said indifferently, "OK, do as I want. It's over early to make room for me."

Go after her house.

Qi Zhi hung up with a sad face, and another disciple ran into the door. "Master, master Wuyou of Zen has sent a message. Please send an invitation. Master Wuyou said he would lead his disciples to watch the ceremony."

Qi Zhi

Why do monks join the fun these days?!

And

"Isn't master Wuyou ready to shut up?"

What are you doing out here!

The disciple shook his head. "I don't know. Master Wuyou just sent a message."

Qi Zhisheng leaned against the wall and didn't want to live.

"Shifu, when all sects watch the ceremony, where do we... Book a hotel? Martial Uncle Wang recently moved some funds in the door..."

Before the disciple finished, Qi Zhi stood up and scolded angrily, "tell the old bastard that when master left, he handed over the sect finance to me. I didn't care about him. He really regarded himself as a root onion! He took all the sect money back to book a hotel. It's really bullying me!"