Seeing this, Zhao Ning bowed further: "Songyun Sect cannot be left without a master for a day. Since the head has been passed down and approved by the ancestor, for the sake of Songyun Sect, it is better to take over the position sooner rather than later."
Pei Ziyun hesitated for a moment. Seeing Pei Ziyun's hesitation, Zhang Yun stepped forward and said, "Junior brother, when it comes to martial arts, you are unmatched. When it comes to great power, who can compare with you? Why are you still hesitating?"
"Zi Yun, you are the disciple who passed on the throne to the sect leader, and you are approved by the ancestor. You should take over the throne quickly and simply. It is better to choose the day than to hit it. Today is too late. You will inherit the position of the sect master tomorrow." Yu Yunjun said. With.
The two direct elders had already spoken, and Pei Ziyun paused for a moment before Chen Mo said, "Since I have been ordered by my master, I can do anything."
On one side, Chu Xia forced out a smile: "Finally, I also have a junior brother who is the leader."
As soon as Chu Xia finished speaking, there was silence in the venue.
"Tomorrow, we will gather the disciples and preside over your position." Zhao Ning said.
"I don't know much about these things, so I asked Uncle Zhao and Master to preside over it." Pei Ziyun said, "I'm thinking about a few things now."
"First of all, the master's affairs must be settled. Speaking of which, the master has been unwell for several years. A few days ago, the master told me that he has been uneasy recently and is afraid that he won't be able to get up. I don't want to make this a prophecy. Makes people sad?"
Zhao Ning understood immediately. This was a note to the court. This was also the rule. Naturally, he would not say that he died violently, but that he was in poor health and had expired.
"There are also the bodies of all the brothers in the Taoist temple. It's hot now, so we need to collect the coffins quickly, Brother Zhang!"
"I don't dare, what are your orders?" Zhang Yun responded immediately.
"We are short of manpower and cannot hide the matter, so don't hesitate. Take a few brothers down the mountain immediately and count the number of people to buy coffins and funeral objects."
"Don't invite outsiders. All our tenants are mobilized and come to the mountains to serve. If they don't come, they will be expelled immediately. If the tenants are not even willing to contribute at this time, what do we need him to do?"
"Also, please ask the doctors to buy enough medicinal materials."
Zhang Yun was stunned when he heard this, and Zhao Ning sighed secretly. He was planning to say this, but Pei Ziyun said it all. Thinking about it, he said to Zhang Yun: "The master has given orders, but you still don't go." manage?"
Having changed his title to leader, Zhang Yun finally came to his senses, responded repeatedly, and Guo led his people down the mountain quickly.
At two hours (four hours), the Songyun Gate was already hung with white silk, and the bell rang, nine times in a row, echoing in the mountains and forests, with a thick wail.
In front of Songyun Gate, all the Taoists put on mourning clothes, and seventy-one coffins filled the square. These coffins carried a strong sense of oppression.
The main hall where the life lanterns were originally placed, most of the lights were out, and some were still on. Behind this main hall was a sacred hall, with dozens of new spiritual tablets densely added.
Pei Ziyun stood here in silence for a long time before leaving the hall.
Day 2: Grandmaster’s Hall
There were some cracks in the statue, and there was no time to repair it. The hall was filled with solemnity. All the disciples were standing in the hall wearing white silk ribbons. Pei Ziyun said nothing.
Zhao Ning stood in the main hall and glanced at everyone, and said: "This time the Qi Xuan Sect attacked, our sect was defeated, but the losses were not big. The master's dying instructions, and the founder's approval, the sixth generation disciple Pei Ziyun was appointed as the master. , among all of you present, if anyone disagrees, you can put forward your opinion."
When Zhao Ning said this, everyone in the venue looked at each other and shouted in unison: "We have no objection."
Looking at the disciples in front of him, the memory of the original master's past life came over him. Pei Ziyun was silent for a while before saying: "Qi Xuan Sect killed one of our disciples and invaded the blessed land. He is our Songyun Sect's biggest enemy. I will avenge the master's sect. Revenge for the disciples who died in the sect.”
"Revenge, revenge." Everyone in the hall shouted in unison. These disciples had either lost their master or their brothers, and were full of hatred towards Qi Xuanmen.
Pei Ziyun then took out the leader's command talisman, knelt down in front of the statue of the ancestor, and loudly said: "Disciple Pei Ziyun, if I accept the position of leader today, I will definitely glorify Songyun Sect and avenge Songyun Sect."
After Pei Ziyun finished speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed. After the kowtow, a spiritual light flashed on the statue of the Patriarch, and a shadow appeared. He nodded slightly at Pei Ziyun, and a little spiritual light fell and merged into the command talisman.
The power of the command talisman instantly spread out and merged into Pei Ziyun's mind. Then, a vast feeling instantly penetrated Pei Ziyun's Yin Shen.
"Buzz"
The surrounding scenes disappeared, and Pei Ziyun stood quietly in the darkness, his eyes faintly red.
A little bit of red light lit up around it, slowly connecting into one, and then there was a piece of land in front of it. The first thing I saw was the sky. The light was very weak on it, but it was still vaguely visible.
At this moment, Pei Ziyun's body trembled, and his whole soul seemed to be penetrated by the blessed land. A feeling of hundreds of years gradually grew. A stream of spiritual energy was instantly extracted from the blessed land, turned into nectar and fell on Pei Ziyun's soul, and then , a feeling of seemingly omnipotence penetrated my heart instantly.
The Yin Shen grew rapidly, and the whole consciousness immediately fell to the Yin Shen. He opened his eyes, and a kind of warmth filled the body, and there seemed to be a sweetness that constantly nourished the soul.
Everything is clearer in front of me. The land is flat, with desert-like spots on it, and fields can be seen elsewhere. This is a blessed land, but now there are some cracks in this blessed area, and some spiritual energy is constantly leaking out.
There was a town in the blessed land, with houses collapsed and broken everywhere. A sudden sadness penetrated it, and some information flowed through it. Pei Ziyun understood it immediately.
"Most of the ancestors of the past are dead, the True Lord is seriously injured and needs to sleep, and the remaining Yin gods are constantly repairing the blessed land with sadness."
At the crack, some dark wind blew in, and some vague monsters seemed to want to enter the blessed land, but they melted instantly with a flash of inspiration.
"This is a blessed land, so what about the mountain gate?" Pei Ziyun thought like this, and a force came from the leader's talisman, and instantly appeared high in the sky above Songyun Gate.
Pei Ziyun looked around and saw that the entire mountain gate was filled with gray and black aura, while a thin layer of red light aura on the ground was draining away and was crumbling.
The next moment, Pei Ziyun woke up and found that he was still standing in front of the statue of the Patriarch, and all the strange images disappeared.
"Please take a seat."
Zhao Ning personally supported the leader and then returned. Zhao Ning and Yu Yunjun stood on the left and right. Except for the Taoist priest who was sent away in advance, all the people in the hall were more or less injured. They all bowed down together: "Disciple pays homage to the leader. .”
After this prayer, the fate was determined. A plum blossom suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and it quickly enlarged into a translucent data frame, floating in the field of vision with a faint sense of light. The data that needed to be seen appeared in front of my eyes.
"Mission: Save Songyun Sect and become the leader (completed)"
Now in full view of everyone, it was not appropriate to accept it. Then, wearing hemp clothes, the group held a funeral. Haohao moved the seventy-one coffins to the cemetery for burial. It took a whole day of work before he was done.
On the third day, the spiritual lamp was lit, and on the fourth day, the hemp was removed, and normalcy returned. Pei Ziyun returned to the temple and saw that the disciples had resumed evening classes. Although the number of people was much smaller, the bells and chimes were still ringing, and dozens of people were sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras. .
Pei Ziyun didn't bother him. He was on the couch, seeing no one around, so he just finished it. Suddenly, a transparent phantom plum blossom appeared between his eyebrows. Originally a light yellow and transparent petal, it turned yellow in a moment, and the third petal Completed and hidden later.
Looking closely at the translucent information box, all I can see is "Yin Shen: Second Level (1.3% Completion)"
I couldn't help but secretly sigh: "I got the leader's talisman and nourished me, and I was promoted to the first level in one go."
"Now the reputation is slowly increasing again."
He also recalled that when he became the leader that day, he saw the entire Taoist temple look gray and black, and sighed: "The luck accumulated in the sun has been almost exhausted in this battle."
"I'm afraid that Songyun Sect is in danger of subversion now, so I have to find a way."
With this thought, the translucent data frame lit up, and the mission was generated: "Eliminate the crisis in the master's sect, and be sealed as a real person."
"Sure enough, the system issued this task."
"But to resolve the crisis in the division, we have to have Elder Zhao straighten everything out before proceeding." Pei Ziyun couldn't help but smile when he thought of this.
By the way, Guo Ningzhi didn't have much time. When he arrived at the side room, he saw Pei Ziyun eating, which was only two dishes and one soup.
"Elder Zhao, please sit down!" Pei Ziyun chewed rice and said, "Everyone is very busy now, so let's talk directly!"
Zhao Ning explained everything in detail for half a meal, and finally gave an overview of the situation.
Pei Ziyun had finished his meal at this time and listened silently. After listening, he sighed and paced in thought for a long time before saying: "There are a few things you said. The first is to clean out the storage. There are always things in the entire Songyun Gate." Nine thousand four hundred taels of silver."
"The second thing is that the disciples are unstable."
"Also, the tenants and shops are a bit unstable, right?"
"yes."
"These are actually very easy." Pei Ziyun frowned slightly and said slowly: "Let's do it one by one."
"The first is the pension. There are seventy-one disciples. We are divided into true disciples and ordinary disciples. We will give one hundred taels to thirty taels of silver."
"Ordinary disciples do not practice Taoism or martial arts, or in other words, they only have superficial martial arts skills. Those who have family members will be given thirty taels of silver."
"Those who don't have any family members allocate money to the shrine and say they pray for blessings every day."
"If you have practiced martial arts and Taoism, your family members will receive fifty taels to one hundred taels according to their seniority. If you have no family members, they will also be allocated to the shrine."
"The remaining disciples all have to be assigned tasks. There are many tasks now. The first thing is to ask the construction team to build and restore the Taoist temple."
Zhao Ning's eyes lit up. This decision was really fast and accurate. Pensions were indeed the best and fastest way to appease people's hearts. Repairing the Taoist temple could also keep the disciples busy and not allow them to think nonsense.
"But, isn't this too much? I'm afraid it will cost three thousand taels of silver just for the pension. To repair the Taoist temple, it will have to be completely consumed."
"If it's not serious, how can it reassure people's hearts?" Pei Ziyun took a look and said slowly: "Now the tenants and shops are unsettled. It's because someone is spreading rumors, and it's also because we have suffered a lot of losses."
"At this time, we have to make a big splash, spend the money like water, let the shops buy and sell materials, let the tenants help, and let the meat be eaten!"
"In this way, the rumors are self-defeating."
(End of chapter)