Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Chapter 121 Who will take over as head?

Today, everyone was sitting around the stove, drinking tea and chatting, when Hei Lin frowned suddenly, and said, "Something happened in Ziyun Palace."

Fat San has always cared about Ziyun Palace. When he heard this, he was so shocked that the teacup in his hand fell to the ground. With a pale face, he stammered: "Ancestor... Master Patriarch, what... what happened..."

Although Qiushi didn't care about Ziyun Palace as much as Fat San, he still cared.After all, if you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, you have to protect the Purple Cloud Palace even in the face of your senior brother.

Hei Lin opened his eyes and said calmly: "It's the death knell, it should be the master passed away."

It turned out to be this one!Fat Sanqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought it was something!It turned out to be the head of the sect. If such a person dies, he will die!

Fat Sanke still remembers the fact that Qiu Shi went back to the Ziyun Temple to rescue the disaster three years ago, and the head of the house excused himself from being ill and couldn't come out to see Qiu Shi.

This kind of person who has no structure, does not know the general idea, and is narrow-minded is not worthy of his sadness.

Hei Lin said again: "Fat San, it's about Ziyun Palace, then you can go back and have a look."

Qiu Shi looked at Hei Lin and asked, "Master Patriarch, how about I go with you?"

He actually didn't want to go, all the people he liked in Purple Cloud Palace were here, and he didn't want to see any of the rest.It's just that if the brothers all go back and he doesn't go back, he is afraid that the brothers will be embarrassed.

Hei Lin pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, I will take you there."

After speaking, they flicked their sleeves, and everyone mounted their swords in an instant and flew towards Ziyun Palace.

The four little dolls were wearing snow-white fur robes, lying on the sword, looking at the flashing scenery below, they were amazed and praised constantly: "Father, that's great!"

Hei Lin snorted: "This is Yujian flying, do you want to learn?"

The children nodded one after another: "I want to learn..."

Hei Lin snorted again: "If you want to learn, practice hard, don't catch chickens and play dogs all day long..."

The children were taken aback: Can't they play if they want to learn?

Qiu Shi gently pushed Hei Lin, and whispered: "Master Patriarch, they are still children! Wouldn't it be better to let them play for a few more years?"

If someone else said that, Hei Lin would definitely scold him for being a plaything, Shang Zhi, a loving mother with many failures.But to Qiushi, he is reluctant to say a serious word.Still leaning on his waist, he smiled softly and said: "Understood, I will not force them. I will not talk about cultivation until they are older."

The children breathed a sigh of relief.It's better for dad, they are still young, they haven't played enough yet!If they were to be locked up in a small cave on a rocky mountain like Uncle Uncle Xiao Huang, meditating all day without going out, they would be suffocated to death!

Along the way, River God didn't pay much attention to Qiu Shi and his family, but watched Fat San the whole time, fearing that this silly boy would be too sad.

But how did he know that Fat San has always put Qiu Shi in his heart?He didn't like anyone who bullied Qiushi.What's more, he is still the head of the Purple Cloud Palace?

In just a cup of tea, they reached the boundary of Ziyun Palace.I saw a vast expanse of whiteness below, and near the main hall, the big bell that once sounded the alarm to inform that a strong enemy was coming was ringing at this moment.

After hearing the voice, Qiushi looked at the white snow all over the ground, and suddenly remembered the past, feeling a little emotional.

He looked at Fat Three first.

Back then, the situation was so tense, Fat Third Senior Brother didn't abandon him, but carried him back to the main hall, who was injured.

He looked up at Hei Lin again.

Not long after he arrived at the main hall, he met the patriarch.So many years have passed, but he still remembers the events at that time clearly. He was slapped by the elders of the Qin family and flew back. He thought he would die, but he didn't think so, and was hugged by the waist.

When he first met Patriarch, he couldn't believe that there is such a handsome person in the world?

However, such a handsome man held him in his palm and pampered him.

Not only did she avenge him, but she also tried every means to make his cultivation level increase again and again, and... gave him four children.

He looked at Hei Lin, and Hei Lin also looked down at him. The two looked at each other tenderly. After a while, they touched his face, whispered a few words in his ear, and put a ring on his finger. superior.

The broad sword fell slowly, and Hei Lin flicked his sleeves, and in an instant, he and the four dolls disappeared.

The fat three little yellows were all taken aback.

Where did the patriarch/prince go?

Seeing the puzzled faces on their faces, Qiu Shi was about to explain away the confusion. The God of the River snorted coldly, and said first, "A mere qi training practitioner deserves condolences from an ascension powerhouse like the Immortal Elder? Is he worthy?"

Fat San was immediately relieved.

No matter what the patriarch thinks of Ziyun Palace, he can understand.It's really too bad for the masters.

All the disciples of Ziyun Hall downstairs were busy with each other, when they suddenly saw a huge sword falling through the barrier, they reacted differently.

There are terrified ones.Wouldn't it be to take advantage of the death of the head and take the opportunity to make trouble?Can easily break through the enchantment of Ziyun Temple, this is probably a strong one!How is this good?

There is also joy.Could it be that senior brother Qiushi came back?In this world, except for the Patriarch and Senior Brother Qiu Shi, who can easily break through the barrier of his Purple Cloud Palace?

When the person on the broad sword fell to the ground, he saw the leader, a beautiful man in a white fur robe.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put down the work at hand, greeted them, and said happily: "Brother, are you back?"

Fat Sanhe God guarded Qiu Shi on the left and right, and Black Jade and Red Jade Xiao Huang guarded the back. Everyone's magic robes were fluttering, and there was a burst of coercion.That battle was like a fairy descending to earth.

Qiu Shi nodded, and cupped his hands to the ten elders at the front, "When we heard the death knell, my brother and I rushed back immediately."

The tenth elder was smiling all over his face at this time, stroking his beard and saying, "It's good to be back."

At this moment, how can he still look sad and sad about the death of the master?

After a while, he felt that the smile on his face was too much, which was not good, so he pretended to be sad and said: "Actually, the head of the sect is already dying of illness. Now that he is immortal, he is relieved."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder discipline came running over again, and shouted all the way: "Fat San, are you back?".

Fat San hurriedly cupped his hands and saluted: "Master, the disciple is back."

Only then did Elder Discipline stand still. Seeing Fat San's temples bulge, he was taken aback for a moment, and asked in surprise, "You... have been promoted again?"

Fat San cupped his hands again: "Thanks to the patriarch and junior brother, the disciple has formed an alchemy now."

"Hahaha!" Elder Discipline raised his hands high, raised his head and laughed loudly: "Golden Core? Golden Core Stage! My Purple Cloud Palace now has another Golden Core Stage expert..."

After laughing for a long time, he pulled Fat San to continue laughing to the disciples behind him: "Your senior brother has formed alchemy now, but you are a real person."

In front of Qiushi River God, Fat San blushed with shame.

He is only a small golden core, how can he deserve such praise from Master?

In front of a powerhouse in the transformation stage like Qiushi River God, Jindan is really not worth mentioning.But in front of everyone in Ziyun Palace, he is a real strong man.

Hastily cupped his hands and paid homage: "Congratulations, senior brother! Congratulations, senior brother!"

Fat San hurriedly returned the gift.

After the joy passed, the elder commandment hurriedly bowed his hands to Qiushi River God again.

Fat San formed alchemy for a short period of time, which made him wake up instantly. Only by tightly hugging the thighs of the patriarch Qiu Shi, can he have a future in Ziyun Palace.

What's more, Qiushi River God is indeed a strong man, worthy of respect.

He asked again: "Qiu Shi, I don't know if the patriarch is still retreating now, or..."

Qiu Shi cupped his hands in return: "The patriarch has left the customs."

The precept elders, ten elders, and others were overjoyed immediately, and asked with trembling hands, "Is the patriarch here?"

The God of the River sneered: "If a misbehaving sect master dies, is it worth the fairy elder to come? Are you old and confused?"

Everyone was immediately ashamed.Although these words are ugly, they are not wrong.

They are delusional.

The elder precepts reacted first, stopped mentioning this matter, and personally led Qiu Shi and others into the mourning hall to express condolences.

Naturally, he didn't dare to bother Qiu Shi, so he casually worshiped, and invited Qiu Shi and the River God to rest in the guest house, leaving only Fat San to assist in handling the head's funeral and other miscellaneous matters.

The head of Ziyun Palace passed away, and people from all walks of life came to express their condolences.Among them were officials sent by the imperial court, but they were rejected by Fat San, and only those casual practitioners were let into the mountain gate.

The younger brother doesn't want to have any contact with the people in the court, so he naturally wants to listen to the younger brother.

When the head is buried, the casual cultivators still don't leave, so they want to know who will succeed the head?

After all, Ziyun Palace has produced a soaring strongman, which can be regarded as a fairy gate.Such a big sect, whoever succeeds as the head, they will naturally have to make friends.

Even outsiders paid so much attention to the head of the sect, not to mention the inside of Ziyun Palace, they were also troubled by it.

According to cultivation base, Qiushi is naturally the highest.

But Qiushi has no interest in being the head.

The next one with the second highest cultivation base is Fat San.

In terms of seniority, he is naturally an elder of the precepts.

Next came the Ten Elders.

But the precept elders and the ten elders all wanted to be the master, so there was a stalemate, and the disciples under their names kept making noises.

"The precept elder is the oldest, so naturally he is the head."

"The qualifications of the ten elders are not bad. What's more, there are disciples who are strong at the transformation stage like Senior Brother Qiu Shi, and are more qualified to be the head."

The disciples were arguing fiercely, and Qiu Shi Pangsan was very upset.

Is such a thing worth fighting for?

The God of the River looked at the two old men who were about to fall into the ground, and sneered with disdain: "It's really ridiculous. Just the two of you, you are still a small qi cultivator at a very old age, and you have the face to compete for the master? Purple Cloud Palace is down. At this point, shouldn't it be better to choose a strong man to lead Ziyun Palace out of the predicament and change the situation?"

Everyone was red-eyed. Seeing Ziyun Palace being so slandered, they immediately burst into anger, and shouted: "Where is my Ziyun Palace in despair? There are soaring powerhouses in my Ziyun Palace, and there are powerhouses in the transformation stage..."

The God of the River ridiculed: "Except for Immortal Heilin, Qiushi, and Hu Guang, is there anyone else who can do it?"

He exerted coercion, and everyone immediately shut up.

The God of the River said again: "Since you are waiting for one patriarch, then now I want to convey the oral instructions of your patriarch of Ziyun Palace."

When everyone heard it, they were all taken aback.

Why do you need an outsider to convey the words of the patriarch?