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Smiling lightly, the Holy Ancestor stopped talking and just continued to watch.
The rest of the people were also watching all this closely, watching how things continued to develop.
In silence, Yang Feng also felt the heaviness of the atmosphere at the scene and the coldness towards him from the people around him. If he hadn't been the heir appointed by that holy ancestor, they would probably have killed him at the risk of their lives.
Licking his dry lips, Yang Feng seemed to realize that he had gotten into a big trouble. He couldn't help scratching his head and said with a smile: "Well can't it be done without that robe? Our succession ceremony"
"You still want to take over?"
Staring at him fiercely, the Poison King gritted his teeth and said: "It won't be too late for you to take over after we get the dragon robe back. Now, you are not qualified to be the leader of our Holy Fire Sect, let's go!"
After saying that, the Poison King turned around and was about to leave, and the rest of the people followed closely
Seeing this scene, Yang Feng hurriedly said: "Old Poison, where are you going?"
"Go to the Ghost King and snatch back the Tyrant Dragon Robe!"
"On the 15th of next month, I will have a decisive battle with that ghost king. I will definitely get it back by then. What are you going to do now? His black soul tree will be resurrected soon. Aren't you going to die in vain?"
"You, surnamed Yang, are an outsider who doesn't understand our belief in the Holy Religion at all. For the honor of the Holy Religion, we will go through fire and water without hesitation. No matter what, we must take back the holy robe of the leader of our religion!"
Poison King shouted loudly, his face was very determined, and the rest of the people also had a desperate look on their face.
Looking at their firm backs, Yang Feng's face gradually darkened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Stop, come back."
There was no reply, and everyone ignored him at all.
"I said stop, are you deaf? As the leader of the Holy Fire Cult, I order you all to come back to me."
"You are not the leader yet, so you are not qualified to order us!"
"What did you say?"
bump!
Poison King sneered without looking back, but only heard a loud noise, smoke filled the air, and gravel flew in all directions.
Poison King and the others were shaken, and turned around suddenly, but their eyes suddenly bulged, and their jaws almost dropped in shock.
At this moment, Yang Feng, with a black look on his face, had already smashed the tens of thousands of years-old wall of their Holy Fire Sect into pieces with one punch, and all the teachings on it were turned into dust
In an instant, everyone present was dumbfounded, as if time had stopped and turned into stone statues.
After waiting for a while, the Poison King wailed: "The Holy Ancestor's ink treasure when he founded the religion, the teachings of our Holy Religion are now completely destroyed, wuwuwu!"
"Holy Ancestor!"
When the others saw this, they also made a plop and immediately fell to their knees, crying with tears streaming down their faces, as if Yang Feng had dug up their ancestral graves.
Soon after, everyone glared at Yang Feng and shouted: "Yang, you dare to destroy the teachings left by the Holy Ancestor. It is simply forgetting the ancestors. It is a crime of great disrespect. You are not qualified to be the leader of our Holy Religion now." , you are a sinner of the Holy Religion!"
"Yes, sinner, sinner, sinner"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd became furious, and everyone was denouncing Yang Feng's behavior of bullying his master and destroying his ancestors.
Yang Feng had a cold face and curled his lips disdainfully: "I am a sinner? I am not worthy to be the leader of your Holy Fire Sect? Do you think I am willing to be the leader of your son-of-a-bitch? A bunch of incompetent things, the teachings passed down by our ancestors should not be used at all. Turning a blind eye, all I know is that I am guarding a pile of useless stones, practicing formalism without any reality. It is you who are really forgetting your ancestors and ruining the great foundation of the Holy Fire Sect, not me. You are the sinners of the Holy Religion!"
"What did you say?"
"Is not it?"
The Poison King roared loudly, but was spat back by Yang Feng, sarcastically saying: "Do you still remember what your teachings say? Burning fire, burning my body, how happy is life, how painful is death Have mercy on my world, there are so many worries. I can even memorize it. You can memorize it faster than me. You memorize it every day. Do you still need to look at this broken stone? But the key is, where did you remember it? Ah! ?tell me!"
Saying that, Yang Feng strode to the front of Poison King and the others, stretched out his hand to slap their chests one by one, and asked: "Where did you remember it? Where did you remember it? Where did you remember it? Who the hell is going to tell me, what the hell are you doing? Where did you remember it?"
Well¡¡
Silence, Poison King and the others didn¡¯t know how to reply.Yang Feng glared at them fiercely and said earnestly: "When the Holy Ancestor founded the Holy Religion, he carved the teachings on this stone wall so that you would always remember the teachings and never forget your original intention. But what about you now? You only use these external Things are more important than life, but the teachings left by the Holy Ancestor are too much to say but not to heart."
"I told you that I would exchange that robe for the lives of thousands of people, but you only focus on that robe. Has anyone cared about the lives of those innocent people? I came back to inherit the position of leader to learn from I have to unlock the Black Soul Seal to save my life. But you keep stressing to me that without that tattered robe, you can't succeed. You tell me, is the tattered robe more important, or the lives of the people in the world? You guys are talking Where is the pity for me and the people in the world? Who is the real person who forgets his ancestors and ruins the ten thousand-year-old foundation of the Holy Religion?"
Well!
After smacking their lips twice, everyone lowered their heads shamelessly, unable to say a word.
Yang Feng glanced at them disdainfully, standing on the moral high ground, scorning them fiercely and cursing in his heart.
¡°I¡¯m really a genius, I was able to scare these idiots so easily.
"Wow, this works!"
Within the Holy Fire, Ouyang Feiying looked at this scene with dumbfounded eyes. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "This guy is very eloquent. He made a huge comeback against the wind. He smashed our things and trained our people into silence." Yan, what do you think?"
Eight points, nine points, nine points, nine points, eight points
The ghost leaders did not speak. They all took out a sign transformed by the flames and gave their own answers.
Seeing this, Ouyang couldn't help but laugh and said: "The average score is 8.9, which is a very high score. It is above the passing line. That means he will be the leader, and there will be no problem. Right, Holy Ancestor?"
"Yes, Not Bad!"
Nodding lightly, the flame phantom couldn't help but chuckle: "The reflexes and sophistry skills are good. As a leader, how can he unite the hearts of his followers without this ability? But more importantly, he is right. Yeah. The purpose of an organization from the beginning will slowly change after years of accumulation. This is also a process of decay and corruption. He can see through this and directly attack the shortcomings of this religion. For this reason, I give him ten points! "
What? Ten points?
The expressions of all the ghost leaders could not help but change. The ghost leaders opened their mouths slightly, in disbelief.
After all, they and the Holy Ancestor have been ghosts in this holy fire for tens of thousands of years. Each generation of leader is decided after selection together with the Holy Ancestor.
But there has never been a leader who has been given such a perfect score by the Holy Ancestor. It can be seen that the Holy Master is quite satisfied with this thirty-eighth generation leader.
"Oh, I always thought that after this frivolous boy took over as the leader, I would no longer have the lowest score among us, but I didn't expect that I would still be at the bottom!"
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Feiying couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly.
Hun Tianfang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Ouyang, don't be too discouraged. In fact, you were not a candidate for the leader at the beginning. In fact, it was only after the reborn boy was rejected by the Holy Ancestor that he temporarily recruited you to be the successor. So you Although the score of 6.5 is low, just above the passing line, it is excusable. Don¡¯t mind it too much. You are just a substitute anyway, and no one has much expectations for you.¡± (Remember the website address: www .hlnovel.com