"Now, as the former suzerain, I'll be the first to vote! Remember, I'm talking about the former, and I've expressed my opinion;
Of course, everyone should have their own ideas and not follow the crowd. You know what I mean, right? "
Feng Qingyang walked to the ballot box and spoke loudly.
Then, throw your little ball of paper into the ballot box.
Many disciples understood this operation.
The elder also understood.
In fact, most people have made two preparations: one ball of paper has the word "Yang" written on it, and the other has the word "An" written on it.
The voting was arranged by the masters and seniors above.
Real participation by everyone? Impossible.
Choosing a sect leader is such a big deal. For example, a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm has only been in the sect for two or three days. You want him to choose? He hasn't even heard the stories of the two people and doesn't understand them at all. How can he choose
Of course I’m following the trend!
Just do whatever the master wants you to do, and vote for whoever your senior brother wants you to vote for!
"Master, you are cheating!"
Chen Changan said in a low voice.
Feng Qingyang turned around and smiled, saying: "What did I say? I didn't say anything! Did I ask everyone to vote for you?"
"I don't want to talk!"
Chen Changan was speechless.
Although Feng Qingyang didn't say it explicitly, his implication was such that anyone with a little common sense would know who to vote for!
then.
Dao Jiuyang stepped forward, and the old man said nothing. He just opened his paper ball, and there was a big word "An" written on it.
He also said: "I, Dao Jiuyang, will vote for my nephew Changan with my real name, you can do whatever you want!"
"Oh my god!"
Chen Changan wanted to curse.
This is very bad form.
Then, Dao Er stepped forward, still reserved, and nodded to everyone, then nodded to Feng Qingyang, and finally, laughed at Chen Changan and said, "Nephew, I believe you!"
"What grudge do I have against you?"
Chen Changan looked at Dao Er and said.
"No, I just believe you. Is it wrong to believe you?"
Dao Er looked innocent.
This made the white fox next to him feel a little embarrassed and he covered his upper lip with his pink fist.
She thought, if trusting someone is wrong, then she...isn't she making a huge mistake? She's making the same mistake over and over again
"No matter what, the person I've been waiting for five hundred years can't be wrong. I believe in him!"
The white fox thought to himself.
Come forward and cast your vote.
Soon, it was Master Lingxu's turn.
At this moment, Taoist Lingxu was in a bit of a dilemma.
Chang'an is his apprentice.
It should be a happy thing for a disciple to become the sect leader.
However, this is the second disciple, and the position of sect leader was originally reserved for the eldest disciple.
this…
this…
Forget it, since Wang Changshou has no objection, I'll just go with the flow!
So... Taoist Lingxu cast the vote suggested by his eldest disciple.
Then Wang Changshou followed suit and voted without saying a word, feeling very happy!
Soon, it was Saint Ye Qingmei's turn.
She cast her vote without hesitation and bowed and smiled at Chen Changan.
Chen Changan felt speechless when he saw this smile.
Alas~
Some things cannot be explained. The more you explain, the more confusing it becomes.
Chen Changan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
Next, there were familiar faces like Zhao Qikai, Dao Jiu, Zhen Yang and others.
There aren’t many elders in the Jiuyang Sect, only about fifty or so now, but Chen Changan gets the feeling that all of them really like to smile at him.
hehe!
Before long, the elders finished voting, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter finished, and the disciples began.
The first one to come on stage was the eldest senior brother Jiu Xingtian.
He walked forward, took a deep breath, and dropped his ballot into the ballot box.
My junior fellow apprentice helped me to advance to the sixth level as a formation master.
He is my reincarnation master.
"Junior brother, I can only help you up to this point!"
After casting his vote, Jiu Xingtian bowed to Chen Changan and left.
Chen Changan was confused again and let out a long sigh in his heart.
I thought before that I shouldn’t have helped these people.
Why should I help you if you don't even understand yourself? What did I do wrong
After Jiu Xingtian cast his vote, Ye Xinwu followed.
There's nothing much to say.
Be grateful to the person who saved my sister.
My father once said, if you want to join your junior fellow apprentice, then join him.
Next, each disciple threw their paper balls into the ballot box very quickly and expressionlessly. They voted and left immediately without revealing any clues.
"Brother, I understand you!"
After a while, Xiao Fengqing came up.
He winked at Chen Changan, then threw his ballot into the box.
Chen Changan didn't know whether he really understood or just pretended to understand!
After all, this guy didn't understand what I meant when I used the finger symbol last time...
This is very hurtful.
Not long after, people from the canteen came up.
Liu Dazhuang, Li Erdan, Zhao Tiezhu, Zhang Mazi, Zhang Quandan, Xiao Chong...
They are all very happy.
They left after voting, one after another, one foot after another.
then.
Not long after, Zhixi stepped forward, cast her vote, and stood obediently behind Chen Changan.
Now, the only thing Chen Changan is sure of is Zhixi's vote.
After all, it was he who wrote the ticket, a handsome character "风".
The morning passed in a flash.
At noon, more than 7,000 people from the entire sect had finished voting.
Then, Dao Jiuyang waved his hand.
Said: "Now, I will start counting the results!"
Swish, swish, swish~~~
I saw pieces of paper flying out of the ballot box, then automatically unfolding and dividing into a camp in an orderly manner.
Why a camp
Because no one voted for Feng Qingyang.
Several breaths passed.
Only then did the word "wind" appear.
Gradually, everyone started shouting.
Chen Changan had too many votes. Everyone was shocked by Dao Jiuyang's operation of splitting the votes in the air, and also celebrated Chen Changan's absolute advantage in taking the position and becoming the successor of the Jiuyang Sect's leader.
Chen Changan didn't want to talk.
Looking at the lonely piece of paper in the air.
The word "wind" was written by him, and his writing style is very familiar.
It was Zhixi who asked him to write it. Zhixi said: "She didn't want to write someone else's name, or one character at that, because it felt weird, so she asked herself to write it instead, and so he wrote it!"
Time is passing.
Gradually…
There were more and more notes with the word "wind" on them.
Two, three, four, five...
Seeing this, Chen Changan relaxed and thought to himself, it’s not a bad thing, there are still some votes for the previous sect leader, otherwise it would be too fake, and it also shows dissatisfaction with the previous sect leader’s work!
It was full of words, and when they were later opened, all that remained was the word "wind".
After the statistics, there were actually quite a few notes with the word "wind" on them.
Finally, Dao Jiuyang said:
"Now I announce the results of the statistics. The total number of voters this time is 8,261, with zero abstentions. There are 2,872 people with the character 'Feng' and 5,389 people with the character 'An'. I declare that my disciple Chen Changan will succeed the position of sect leader, effective immediately!!"
“Hohoho~hohoho~~~”
“Roar~Roar~Roar~Roar~”
"Master Chen is awesome!!!"
Loud roars resounded throughout the Jiuyang Sect, and all the disciples cheered and shouted. The overwhelming sound echoed throughout every inch of land.
Before, no one would have thought that suddenly one day, a new sect leader would appear.
He is still so young, even a junior to most people.
This is simply incredible and unimaginable!
"Master Chen, please come up and say a few words!"
Dao Jiuyang finished speaking and turned to smile at Chen Changan.
"Hmm~"
Chen Changan stepped forward and said awkwardly:
"First of all, I would like to thank everyone for their kindness and also thank Sect Master Feng for his strong support. I believe that without the support of Sect Master Feng and all the senior brothers, sisters, and brothers and sisters, I would not be able to stand here. Thank you all, I will do my best and not let you down!"
"Thanks!"
This is very low-key and has no momentum at all.
Like an autistic teenager!