Kunlun Mountain, connected to Tian Cliff, Ming Cultivate Headquarters, Guangming Hall.

The four big bosses, Zhang Qingyu, the White Fox Heavenly Venerable, Zhou Xiaolin, the Black Tiger Heavenly Venerable, Yang Donghai, and the Silver Mouse Heavenly Venerable, Fan Wuya, sat opposite each other. Below the four Heavenly Venerables, the nine saints stood on both sides. Everyone was patiently waiting for the arrival of the leader of the Ming Cult, Wei Chunfeng, to announce a major event.

In the Hall of Light, there was a silence, but in fact, everyone communicated by sending voices into secrets.

"Old Zhou, you said that the leader summoned us all back today. What is going to announce?"

"I don't know, it seems that our Ming Cult has nothing to do recently!"

"The leader has been in seclusion for a while. Could it be that he has broken through to Emperor Wu? One person can rival the country!"

"Will the leader be invincible in the world?"

Just as they were sending their voices and talking secretly, the breeze came and everyone subconsciously became quiet.

I saw that Wei Chunfeng had already sat on the throne of the leader Sun and Moon in the middle.

No one of the people present noticed it in advance. They all hurriedly bowed and clasped their fists and shouted:

"The Holy Sect of Light will be loved by the people! The leader of the school arrives and the balance is formed! My subordinates welcome the Holy Sect of the school!"

Wei Chunfeng nodded slightly: "Yes."

This slogan has been passed down for hundreds of years. In fact, when Wei Chunfeng was standing among the nine saints before, he felt very ashamed every time he shouted this slogan. He thought that when he sat on the throne of the Sun and Moon Fighting, the first thing he did was to abolish this slogan. But when he really sat on the throne of the Sun and Moon Fighting, he heard the people below shouting in unison, and he felt that he was quite comfortable. After hearing too much, he even felt that he would feel uncomfortable all over if he didn't hear it one day...

Bei Long told him that the stolen master was in the Hall of Light. Wei Chunfeng's eyes swept over one by one and finally fell on the face of Fan Wuya, the silver mouse Heavenly Lord. Fan Wuya was so sharp that he had a monkey cheek and a pair of small eyes that turned like a big mouse. Moreover, Fan Wuya had countless rats and grandchildren. He threw a pot of holy water today and a Ganoderma lucidum tomorrow. In the end, he could always find it in Fan Wuya's cave. It seems that "Reversal Yin and Yang Art" was 80% stolen by Fan Wuya. Wei Chunfeng thought so and looked at Fan Wuya's more and more like him.

After Wei Chunfeng glanced coldly, Fan Wuya looked confused: No, what did I do wrong again?

"Today, we have a first important thing for this sect to announce!" Wei Chunfeng's eyes turned around and finally finished his face on Zhang Qingyu who was sitting on his right hand. He paused with a smile and said:

"After careful consideration, we have decided to choose the deputy leader!"

The Ming Cult usually does not have an associate leader, and the deputy leader is actually the preparatory leader. After the get out of class, the deputy leader will take the position directly.

As soon as he said this, everyone's face changed drastically. In fact, everyone had guessed a little, but no one was willing to take the initiative to mention it. Unexpectedly, Wei Chunfeng came straight into it as soon as he came up.

The four big bosses, Zhang Qingyu, Zhou Xiaolin, Yang Donghai, and Fan Wuya, were all as immovable as a mountain, but the nine saints were all excited. After all, theoretically, each of them had one-nine chances.

"Haha, the saints are all anxious." Yang Donghai, the Golden Dragon Heavenly Venerable who is born with yellow hair, asked with a smile: "Master, I wonder which saint son is so honored to have caught your eyes?"

"I will announce it below," Wei Chunfeng smiled and said loudly: "The candidate for the deputy leader is... Bei Long!"

...Beilong? The four great heavenly lords and nine saints were all stunned: Who is Beilong? Are there anyone here with the surname Bei?

Wei Chunfeng smiled and compared his hand forward: "Please invite Deputy Leader Bei Long!"

The four great heavenly lords and nine saints all subconsciously looked at the entrance of the hall, but saw a tall and mighty man walking in. The strong man with a clean and neat golden round buzz head and a loose and fat camouflage uniform that was tense. His toughness seemed to have been through the battlefield for a long time, especially his blue eyes were very fierce, like a hungry wolf. Such a tower-like man walked silently when he walked!

Master! The four great heavenly priests all felt a stern: This Beilong is powerful and seems to be no less than us!

Master! The nine saints all felt a little cold: this strong man could beat us nine!

But... the leader shouldn't be serious, right?

Although the Ming Cult originated from Persia, it has long been a local religion after taking root in China for so many years. Now the entire Ming Cult is full of Chinese people with strong roots. Looking for a foreigner to be the leader?

Zhou Xiaolin, the Black Tiger Heavenly Venerable who looked like a black-faced Bao Gong, glanced at someone among the nine saints and said in a deep voice: "The leader, the Ming Cult is the Ming Cult of China. Foreigners are afraid that they cannot accept it as the deputy leader..."

As soon as he said this, he saw the strong man standing aside and bowing towards the palace gate and saying, "Master!"

Everyone was stunned, and then they saw a tall and handsome boy appearing at the gate of the hall at some point.

The boy was wearing a very fake sportswear and looked like a high school student from an ordinary family.

The biggest highlight of his body is his eyes, which are curved like the moon when he smiles.

As everyone was about to take a closer look, their eyes suddenly blurred, and the smiling boy appeared in the hall!

"Hiss..." The nine saints all involuntarily took a breath of air conditioning: hallucination! It must be an illusion!

From the hall gate to the hall, it can be at least eight or nine meters away. How did the smiling boy come over in one flash?

The Golden Dragon Heavenly Lord Yang Donghai suddenly remembered: "Beilong... Could it be that Beilong who was bombed by a rocket launcher on TV?"

Wrong! It was Chiang Mai killing Basong, Fukuoka slaughtering Kurota... Forget it! I don't know anything like you! Bei Long smiled: "That's it."

"Hero!" Zhou Xiaolin, the Black Tiger Heavenly Lord, gave Bei Long a thumbs up with a dark face: "General Bei, he is a hero!"

"General Bei is indeed a hero! But..." Yang Donghai looked at Wei Chunfeng in embarrassment: "Master, to be the deputy master, you must first practice the "Nine Yang True Sutra". Is General Bei a disciple of Shaolin lay people?"

"No!" Wei Chunfeng said with a look of spring breeze: "I will no longer hide the matter now. In fact, Beilong is the golden scale sage that I secretly cultivated! The golden scale is not something in the pond, but it turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds!"

The Golden Scale Holy Son is actually a special situation, and it is not necessarily available in every generation. Only when the leader discovers the genius and avoids his death before he grows up, he will secretly cultivate the Golden Scale Holy Son, and openly cultivate the nine saints to hide their eyes and ears. It is not until the Golden Scale Holy Son is successful that the Golden Scale Holy Son will make the Golden Scale Holy Son appear publicly. Often, this Golden Scale Holy Son will shock the world as soon as he is born.
Chapter completed!