Just now, the clear sound that seemed to spread throughout the world had gradually dissipated and could no longer be heard.

In the hall of Qingxu Villa, several powerful people with high cultivation had complicated expressions on their faces, which seemed to be hard to believe.

The Lord of the Sumeru Courtyard sitting in the corner of the hall felt that his mood would never be as calm as it was on his face.

He was very frightened and thought, there were too many talented people in the Middle Earth. Apart from those strong people who have long been famous in the world, there have been more and more masters who have crossed that barrier in recent years. How could this be so great?!

The other students looked confused. Except for a very few young heroes from famous families, no one else knew what was going on.

Because they are too far away from that scenery, more than nine out of ten people are probably hard to see even if they spend a lifetime.

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After a while, the palace restored the order it should have.

The Lord of Chaoyang put aside his shock and loss, looked at the Lord of Zichen on the side, his mind calmed down, and his expression became somber, and he shouted again: "Where is the candidate of the Yuhuang Sword Sect? Why has he not shown up for a long time? Is it a decoration to be the host of this host?!"

Everyone in the hall was filled with shock.

Some people thought to themselves: The Palace Master did not speak before, but as soon as he opened his mouth, thunder appeared. It seemed that the direction of the wind was really changing.

Some people were also tired of the previous performance of the elder of the Yuhuang Sword Sect. When they heard the palace master's words, they couldn't help but laugh secretly, hoping that the palace master would be tougher, which made the elder Wude lose face.

The eldest son turned his head and looked at the serious face of the Chaoyang Palace Master, feeling very puzzled.

Yu Zhenzi didn't answer just now.

At this time, he heard that the palace master had already spoken twice. Even though he was very thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel a little fever.

He turned slightly, bowed to the hall master who was sitting on the chair of the presidency, and replied awkwardly: "Master, Gu Hongming, the great disciple of the Yuhuang Sword Sect, has encountered a critical matter on the way and has not arrived in the capital yet, so the old Taoist..."

"What?!" The Lord of Chaoyang Palace raised his eyebrows, and a clear anger appeared on his face. "What does your Yuhuang Sword Sect mean? If you are not selected, how do you judge me? How do you choose? Absurd!"

When Yu Zhenzi heard this, she was ashamed and very angry.

He thought that the eldest son of the emperor had said confidently that there was no problem with the Lord of the Palace. He had already accused of passing the assessment. Tonight was just a formality.

As for other opposition voices, they have been operating many times in advance. After a strong warning at the night banquet, there are really people who are ungrateful and can only suppress them.

However, in this situation, the aggressive palace master, the people of Luofeng Academy who came out to disturb the matter repeatedly, and there were some idle voices. This is what the eldest son said, "Is there any problem?" Let's go through the motions?"

Yu Zhenzi looked at the palace master with a squinted look, secretly hating him for going back on his word.

When he looked at Li Shujie again, he hated him for his boasting talk, which led to the situation losing control tonight and almost made a fool of himself.

Now the Lord of the Palace is set to die and can only run for election. His side has not even had a candidate to attend. How can he compete?

He was angry, but the situation was different. The palace master had already spoken. He did not dare to go against the will of the public anymore, so he whispered: "Do not be angry. This matter is indeed absurd. However, the discussion in the palace has just passed, and the vast majority of people praised my disciple Gu Hongming, believing that he is enough to shoulder the important tasks of the Taoist sect and have the ability to lead the national religion to create a new history. Therefore, the palace master was asked to give him a high hand and let him pass the assessment. The school was grateful to the great master of the palace master." After saying that, he looked at the Zichen Palace Master with a stiff face.

The Chaoyang Palace Master turned his head and looked at Yu Zhenzi, and kept looking at him, without speaking for a long time.

Yu Zhenzi felt so angry when he saw it, but she didn't dare to say too much. She had to smile all her face, but she greeted all the people of his family, especially female relatives.

The venue was silent for a moment, as if you could hear the sound of a thin needle falling to the ground.

After a while, a voice came into everyone's ears.

"Zhao Hanyu, Luofeng Academy, met the palace master, Lord Huo."

The sound was calm and trembling, like a thousand-year-old well.

Everyone felt a little shocked again and said in secret that they were ashamed, why did they forget the master? This young man was the successor of the national master, and the Lord Qiufeng said it personally, and there was no mistake.

Moreover, although he had not entered the country, his reputation had spread throughout the capital.

On that day, he was not afraid of power and bravely resisted the atrocities of Prince Duan's breaking the court. Before everyone else, he issued an amazing declaration to challenge Li Tianduo.

Later, it was rumored that he and another Luofeng student resisted the demon together, and were swearing to death and suffered heavy damage. Their heroic feats were widely circulated in the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

Recently, a pervert said that he had had a conflict with the emperor's eldest son who had a very different temperament in a restaurant in Beijing. Faced with the emperor's eldest son's power, he was unafraid and finally escaped without hesitation. This matter was rumored to be a good story by those low-level people who had been bullied by wealthy families.

It is said that he was deeply loved by the national teacher and highly valued by the Master of Qiufeng Palace.

He is the descendant of the national teacher who has long been appointed, and should have been the descendant of the Taoist sect's natural meaning.

That one, what is "Gu Hongming"?

Who is he?

He is also here to compete for the Grand Duchy?

The Yuhuang Sword Sect is thousands of miles away from the capital. What kind of muddy water are they here to stir up?

Also, the professor said before that Kunlun Sect secretly instigated this matter?

Kunlun Sect?

No! Absolutely not!

Everyone in the hall, especially the students and teachers in the capital and nearby, reacted instantly, and for a moment, the conversation started to spread loudly.

The Lord of Chaoyang Palace withdrew his gaze and turned to Zhao Hanyu.

Seeing Zhao Hanyu dressed simply and cleanly, his eyes were clear, and his salute was solemn and generous, he felt a little fond of affection in his heart. He thought to himself that although the successor of the National Master was unknown, he seemed to be quite good.

He nodded slightly and said, "No gift, you don't need to bow to me."

Zhao Hanyu put down his arms, stood up straight, and signaled that the two professors would sit back, allowing Qiu Hong and the other three to retreat.

The Chaoyang Palace Master opened his hands and pressed slightly, and the field suddenly became quiet.

He coughed lightly, completely ignored the eldest son of the emperor and Yu Zhenzi, who had a ugly face, and no longer looked at the Lord of Zichen Palace. He asked Zhao Hanyu directly: "Today, at the call of the national master, I will come to determine the two candidates, who is more qualified to inherit the Taoist sect? However, the candidates of the Yuhuang Sword Sect have not been present. In your opinion, what should we do?"

When everyone heard this, they wondered, "You are the Lord of the Palace Master and have the supreme authority given by the national master. Who will inherit it is just a matter of your words. You actually asked the candidates for advice? And, are you asking about the candidates who are almost designated? What is the reason for this?

The eldest son of the emperor and Yu Zhenzi were shocked when they heard the Chaoyang Palace Master’s question, and their faces became even more ugly.

Zhao Hanyu thought for a while and said, "I thought that if Gu Hongming was present, with his reputation and reputation, I would be willing to compete fairly with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another uproar in the venue.

"What's wrong with this Zhao Hanyu? Is he unwilling to inherit the Taoist sect?"

"That's right, it's already an appointment, why did you come again?"

"Maybe it's a pretending gesture, which makes people feel that he is generous."

"What posture? What kind of generosity? I think he is afraid of the Yuhuang Sword Sect!"

"Not right? He is not even afraid of the Heavenly Demon Clan and Prince Duan. Why are he afraid of the Yuhuang Sword Sect?"

"Well, it's reasonable, but the eldest son and the elder just suppressed them like this, don't he hate them?"

"What's the use of hatred? Can you still kill them?"

"I think there must be something strange about it."

"What's wrong? You explain it clearly."

"In this way, isn't it equivalent to saving the Yuhuang Sword Sect?"

"Is there any use to save it? No one has come, so why are you choosing? It's so yellow!"

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Everyone behind Zhao Hanyu was puzzled and worried.

The eldest son of the emperor and Yu Zhenzi looked complicated and worried.

In the venue, the women of Tingyuzhai who had no movement, who had a light face and black hair as black as a waterfall turned their heads and looked at Zhao Hanyu.

The two princes became dull and were indifferent to the matter between the scenes.

When Yuhuang's Four Swords heard this, his eyes towards Zhao Hanyu became calmer, and even implicitly grateful.

The Lord of Zichen Palace looked gloomy, the Lord of Chaoyang Palace was a little stunned, and then a little relieved.

He thought that no matter how legends were made in the outside world, the character and mind that this young man showed at this time was rare among his peers.

He was about to speak, but Yu Zhenzi leaned over and whispered to him: "I would like to ask the palace master to understand the other party's sincerity and suspend the candidate's assessment. When Gu Hongming arrives in Beijing, he will let the two of them decide the victory and defeat openly. At that time, no matter whether the success or failure, my sect will be grateful to the palace master, and I will ask the palace master to fulfill it!"

After saying this, without waiting for the Chaoyang Palace Master to react, he turned his head and changed his face to Zhao Hanyu with a kind face, and said, "Young people know that advancing and retreating is a good thing. Since my disciples under Yuhuang are here to run for the election, they have their own advantages. Since you have such a mind, then let's wait. The inheritance of Taoism is of great importance. Heirs must be of good character and good conduct. Only such talents can be competent. Therefore, young people, I advise you for your own good. Some burdens cannot be taken by anyone who wants to take. "

The face of the Chaoyang Palace Master suddenly sank, and he couldn't help but feel angry!

He secretly hated Yu Zhenzi for being shameless and wanted to announce the result immediately, but...

He felt that Zhao Hanyu's eyes were a little strange.

Zhao Hanyu kept looking at Yu Zhenzi, and Yu Zhenzi felt very strange.

After a moment, Zhao Hanyu suddenly spoke: "Senior, may I ask, do we have old ones?"

Yumako was a little confused and shook her head and said, "No."

"So, do we have any relatives?"

"Well, not either."

"Maybe there is something wrong with the master's sect?"
To be continued...