Damn, what does it mean? Now I am asking me to be the leader of the Monk clan. I want to use this to suppress me to solve the problem! Jiang Fan was so embarrassed that he really wanted to regain the Monk clan, but in this case he was unwilling to do so.

"Saint, it's useless for you to do this. Now I am the leader of the Monk clan and I can't solve the problem!" Jiang Fan sneered.

"Jiang Fan, no, I should have asked you to be the leader of the clan. Don't get me wrong. Didn't I say that I would like to solve the problem now?" said the saint.

"Then what does it mean to let me be the leader of the Monk clan? Your father agrees? And your tribe members will agree?" Jiang Fan was stunned, and he was really confused. He thought about it and questioned.

"My father blamed himself, felt that he was useless, he had no ability to prevent the secret of the rune stone from being disclosed, and he had no ability to solve the disaster of the Monk tribe. He was not only restored to his strength, but also could not play a big role. He did not want the Monk tribe to be completely defeated by his hands, so he decided to give way!" The saint explained.

"While working with you, although it was a cooperation, it was even more of a friend. If you helped the Monks so much, it had already exceeded the scope of joining forces. My father should not be too utilitarian. This is what he was wrong, and I felt guilty!" The saint reflected on Meng Bumi again.

"You have entered the Munch family's talisman and entered the ancestral hall. You have even absorbed the skeleton chains passed down by their ancestors. This may be because of God's will. You know that there are too many secrets in the Munch family. You cannot cut off your relationship with the Munch family!" The saint emphasized.

"Your abilities and wisdom are incomparable to anyone in the Monk tribe. Only you can become stronger with the Monk tribe. No matter what your final identity is, as long as it can benefit the Monk tribe, there is nothing wrong with you being the patriarch!" The saint said openly.

"The elders in the clan may not agree, but the situation is very different now. I think they will agree if they don't agree. You don't have to worry about this, my father and I will settle this matter!" The saint comforted.

"But I have one thing to say, this is a special period for the Monk tribe. It is an absolute exception to let a person who is not purely Monk tribe's blood be the patriarch. Your future patriarch must be selected from the Monk tribe, and no extra-passing throne is allowed!" The saint turned his tone and asked.

"The chaos now cannot be resolved. My father and I understand that it is not difficult for others to force others to do so. As you said, the Monk tribe has a large population, and most of them can survive. I hope that you can help revitalize the Monk tribe in the future. This is my ultimate goal!" The saint said last.

Uh, so that's it, well, it's almost the same, it's reasonable! Jiang Fan suddenly realized, and felt that Meng Bumi and the Saint were still smart. He thought about it and nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll accept it!" He reached out to take the patriarch's token and put it away.

After all, Meng Bumi and Saint did this for the future of the Monk tribe. There is nothing wrong with it. There are still some elements of exploitation in it. But if you accept the Monk tribe, you also have the idea of ​​using it? It is a win-win situation, and this patriarch can do it completely.

Although it was a bit late to take over the Monk tribe, it was still a big deal. After all, there were nearly ten million people. To put it bluntly, no matter how many people died of two or three hundred outsiders, the remaining number was still millions, and the territory was not small.

It is not easy to develop forces in the Fu Shen Realm. There must be a large number of loyal subordinates to do their jobs. The secret of Fu Yin promotion is made public. People under the control of the three major forces are not assured to recruit and use. It is not only brainwashing training, but also easy to talk about a small amount. If there are too many, it will be unsure. It is both troublesome and slow.

The Monks have relatively pure thoughts and good loyalty. It is easy to pick out tens of thousands of people from millions of people. It is extremely helpful for the development of power and greatly accelerate the progress. Moreover, the things in the ancestral hall situation can be taken at will.

"Class leader, do you think you should announce the news of your takeover as the leader of the clan now?" Seeing Jiang Fan responding, the saint was overjoyed and immediately asked respectfully, starting to leave the matters in the clan to him.

"Uh, it's not right now. Your father has gone to seclusion. You are considered to be in charge of the entirety, but your prestige is far from comparable to your father. There will be great resistance to publicizing this way!" Jiang Fan vetoed for a moment.

"And I will leave the Monk tribe for a few days tomorrow. The time is too short and it is difficult to deal with the elders for a while. Let's talk about this when I come back!" Jiang Fan said again.

"If you could stay for one more day, my father came forward, I think this matter could be resolved quickly!" The saint thought for a while and suggested.

"Uh, this is not very good. Take the divine talisman and heal the wounds. It is best not to interrupt it, as it will affect the effect!" Jiang Fan frowned.

"It's okay, my father has gone in, but he hasn't received the divine talisman yet. He is waiting for my news. He said, whether it is successful or not, he wants to know the result!" The saint said hurriedly.

"Yes, isn't he doing this in vain? Come and find me with you, then decide to be the patriarch, and then go to seclusion?" Jiang Fan said in a daze.

"Father is embarrassed to see you, and he is afraid that you will not agree!" the saint explained.

Jiang Fan was a little funny. He knew that he must have shook his hand and made Meng Bumi panic, so he lost face and hid, thinking for a while and said, "Then are all your elders? Can you settle them in one day?"

"After such a big incident happened in Mengcheng, the elders had arrived a long time ago, and they were all sighing and wondering what to do. I think I and my father came forward and could settle it in one day!" The saint replied.

"Even if this happens, I'll solve this matter first and then leave!" Jiang Fan nodded.

"Really, it's great. I'll send a message to my father and hold a Presbyterian meeting immediately!" The saint said happily, taking out the Fuxun Ball and sending the message.

"Class leader, please come with me!" The saint invited after sending the message.

"Uh, patriarch, can I call you Jiang Fan in private?" The saint suddenly hesitated and asked tentatively.

"Okay, by the way, you'd better lift the Monk ban. I don't need your mortgage guarantee!" Jiang Fan responded and took the opportunity to suggest that the Saint's doing this was a manifestation of sincere determination, but he still felt awkward and unnecessary.

"No, it's great, that's fine. I said, I'll leave everything I have to you, and the rest depends on you. No matter what you do, I will admit it!" The saint glanced at Jiang Fan and said meaningfully.

Jiang Fan was stunned and understood what she meant. He smiled and said nothing, following the Saint Maiden. Not only was the Saint Maiden Mansion attacked in Mengcheng, but the mansions of the City Lord's Mansion and several elders' mansions, as well as several important institutions, were attacked. The place for discussion was placed in the guard camp.

The Saint and Jiang Fan were speechless along the way, not that they didn't want to say anything, but that they were not idle, worried that they would not be able to convince the elders. After all, this matter was very special envoy. If the elders became stubborn, it would be a bit troublesome and they were not easy to move. They thought about dealing with possible situations.

When he arrived at the camp, the saint took Jiang Fan into a tent and said, "Jiang Fan, you rest here first. My father will arrive soon. The elders are already waiting in the conference room. I'll go and see the situation first!"

Jiang Fan nodded, and the saint left. Jiang Fan immediately summoned the two-headed split beast and split the split body to follow. He wanted to grasp the situation of the entire meeting. Meng Bumi and the saint could be convinced. If they were not convinced, they had to come forward.

More than an hour passed, and the conference room was already in full swing. Meng Bumi showed up. At first, all the seven elders disagreed. Meng Bumi and the Saint tried their best to convince each other, but in the end, half of them had objections. No matter how much they persuaded, they would stubbornly disagree and were arguing.

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