Chapter 68 Take charge of the Pope
Volume 2 The Second Yuanshen
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"The ancestor is really open-minded and admirable! I admire it!" Zhong Yuan said with a smile, "I just don't know how the ancestor is going to settle for me now?"
When the red-haired ancestor heard the words, he also smiled and said, "If I still let you be a disciple for three generations now, I'm afraid I won't want to do it anyway!"
Zhong Yuan smiled faintly, but he didn't interface.
The red-haired ancestor also seemed to have no intention of Zhong Yuan's answer, and continued, "I have been closed for many years because of my understanding of the Tianxian Avenue, and I have always been negligent in management. Although I have twelve disciples, their cultivation is still low, each of them is not bad, and they are still far from being in charge of the Pope.
You take the elephant dragon as the second zoon. You are strong and not below me. You are just in charge of the teaching affairs with me. In terms of fame, even my younger brother, I don't know, would you like it?"
After Zhong Yuan looked at the red-haired ancestor and confirmed that he was really sincere, he said without hesitation, "Okay! The rules of Redwood Ridge are not strict, and the disciples have been scattered for a long time. In the long run, there will be a big disaster! Since I am in charge of the Pope, there should be a change!"
"As long as you act reasonably and don't act recklessly, everything is up to you!" The red-haired ancestor waved his hand casually and looked very free and easy.
Zhong Yuan also understood that the red-haired ancestor dared to do so, and he completely thought that Zhizhu was in his hand. After all, the whole people of Mahogany Ridge are their apprentices and grandchildren. In this world, there are absolutely not many people who dare to defect to others. Therefore, unless they can cultivate more and stronger disciples than others in a short period of time and become the main vein of Mahogany Ridge, the growth of a school will always be theirs.
In addition to this, the red-haired ancestor practiced diligently and understood the way of immortals, but he forgave himself to academic affairs and neglected to practice. Under the widening gap, it was even more impossible.
Before Zhong Yuan, he worked tirelessly to seek the success of the Second Yuanshen, just to protect himself. As for self-insuring, I didn't think about it at all. Now, the red-haired ancestor has this plan, but set a goal for him: to control the mahogany ridge, Guangda mahogany ridge!
"Wait and see, I have to do all the things you think are impossible, so that you can willingly give up your position!" Zhong Yuan swore in his heart.
The two agreed, and the opposition was naturally eliminated. At that moment, the red-haired ancestor said, "Brother Zhong, go back to the mountain with me now!"
"Slow down!" Zhong Yuan shook his head and said, "I'll collect these five clouds of peaches first!"
With that, Zhong Yuan's inner elixir rotated, and the power of the real fire of the pulling veins broke out. At the beginning of the time, the rotten peach mountain shook again. The "bruptly" breath of infinite thousands of years of miasma came out again, turned into a colorful pillar of light, and soared into the sky.
As soon as he grasped the void, the blood-blooded Shura Fan appeared in his hand. Crackling--", with Zhong Yuan's strong and rampant magic power of the earth fairy, in an instant, all the wonderful uses of the blood-blooded Shura flag were all alive, and vaguely, there were also jīng.
After a moment, Zhong Yuanxin threw his hand, and the blood Shura flag changed rapidly, turning into a mann household of dozens of feet in size, standing on the high-altitude clouds and fog.
At that time, a huge invisible suction came out. Immediately, like a long whale sucking hundreds of rivers, colorful pillars of light converged into a torrent and poured in.
The colorful light column seems to be huge, but the meén household is even more endless. In just a quarter of an hour, all the colorful breaths have been inhaled into it.
Thousands of years of accumulation, one day in the sky.
After receiving it, Zhong Yuan made a casual move, and the huge mann household shrank quickly, turned into a foot-long small flag, and fell on his hand.
Seeing this, the red-haired ancestor asked, "Brother Zhong, since you and I are a family, why should we hide it again? Use my unspeakable path!"
"I want to get into the stream? I have to do it too!" Zhong Yuan replied at that time, "If I really have complete practice skills and all kinds of secret methods, how can I worship in the Redwood Ridge? Do I really like to pretend to be a grandson and be driven by others?
At this point, Zhong Yuan turned his words and said, "By the way, I'm in charge of the Pope of Redwood Ridge now. I think I can practice the secret method in the middle of teaching!" I'm poor now. If I go out to fight with people, I can only use my own elixir, and I will lose the face of mahogany ridge!"
"This is natural!" The red-haired ancestor replied.
"In addition, I want to refine the five clouds of peaches into a magic weapon. I don't know if I can return what I received before!" Zhong Yuan said again.
"No way!" This time, the red-haired ancestor answered more simply, "I collect the five clouds of peach miasma, but it is for the use of guarding the mountain, the power of the blood-chemical Shura array, and there are still some shortcomings. I have to join it to make up for it. You have had enough of the thousand-year-old miasma in your hand, so don't think about me.
"It's okay! But brother, you are a little stingy!" Zhong Yuan just had the idea of getting a little more, so although he didn't get it, he was not disappointed.
The collection of Wuyun Tao uā miasma has been completed, and the two of them have not delayed. After Zhong Yuan's second Yuanshen and Ben Zun merged into one, they turned into a long rainbow with the red-haired ancestor and returned to the mahogany ridge.
As soon as he entered the shrine, the red-haired ancestor immediately ordered the bell warrior to ring the golden bell and summoned the twelve disciples and a group of named disciples.
In a short time, except for the disciples who went down the mountain, all the rest of the people came. Headed by Yao Kaijiang and Lei Crabzi, it is divided into two columns, each in order and the shift is well arranged.
These people naturally found the difference in the hall. In the throne policy paved by the red-haired ancestor's colorful python skin, there was an extra seat, and there was a person sitting on it.
This person is unknown to others, but Hong Changbao and Lei Kuozi are very clear. It is Zhong Yuan. In this regard, both of them were shocked inexplicably, but the specific reasons were a little different. Of course, the rest of the people are not much better.
The red-haired ancestor was not in a hurry. After a group of disciples saluted, he said, "Today, I have a happy event to announce. Under my mahogany ridge, I finally got the second earth fairy master. He is the disciple of the long leopard, your nephew - Zhong Yuan!
As a teacher, you have to understand the Heavenly Immortal**. I have been closed for many years, but I can't take care of the Redwood Ridge all the time. Therefore, I have decided to recognize him as my brother and take charge of the Pope. Now, you all come and see the salute!"
As soon as they said this, everyone was even more surprised. However, they naturally had to listen to the words of the red-haired ancestors. They bowed down one after another and had to salute. At this time, Zhong Yuan waved his hand, and an invisible dark force came out, which stopped Hong Changbao from kneeling down.
"You used to be my teacher, a teacher for a day, and a teacher for the rest of your life. I can't accept your courtesy. From then on, you and I will talk about each other and call each other friends!"
When Hong Changbao heard the words, he looked at the red-haired ancestor of the master. Seeing that he nodded, he no longer insisted. He stood aside and bowed his hand as a salute. The rest of the people did it with the etiquette of their uncle.
After the ceremony, the red-haired ancestor did not delay at all. He immediately turned into a rainbow and flew to the apse to retreat.
At this time, Zhong Yuan sat rudely on the colorful python throne of the red-haired ancestor.
(the end of the second volume)