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Chapter 1674 Dreaming of the Pole again!
It means, eight palaces and nineteen peaks, everyone votes together to decide the result.

I have to say, it's fair.

But Zhang Yuling and the others sneered in their hearts. When the appointment was made, you made the appointment alone. Now that he is going to be abolished, you want the Eight Palaces and Nineteen Meridians to vote together?
But they had no reason to reject Yang Lin's suggestion.

The Jidao Palace has eight palaces and nineteen veins, you only have eight veins, how can you decide whether the master of the first palace will stay or not?
Zhang Yuling said, "The current Sangong and Six Peaks have broken their inheritance, and there are still a few lines that have no masters..."

She said that the Three Palaces and Six Meridians naturally excluded the Tianquan Palace, and she did not recognize Chen Muyu's position as the head of the Tianquan Palace at all, and she did not want to give the Tianquan Palace the right to vote.

Yang Lin stroked the beard on his chin, "Forget about those who have broken the lineage, and temporarily exclude those who don't have masters. There are five palaces and eight peaks left. Let's call the masters over."

Hearing this, several people had smiles on their faces.

They are present at the moment with Eight Meridians, although the Bitter Bamboo Peak has no principal, but a direct disciple acting as principal, even if his voting rights are not counted, they already have seven votes in their hands.

The five palaces and eight peaks only had thirteen votes in total. Even if they didn't fight for the remaining few votes and voted for Chen Muyu, in the end they had one more vote.

"Everyone, how are you doing?" Yang Lin's voice rose a few decibels.

Several people exchanged glances with each other. It seems that Palace Master Yang has compromised. The reason why he came up with such a vote is simply to get down a step.

At that moment, Zhang Yuling and the others stood up very simply, lined up in a row, and cupped their hands at Yang Lin, "Then three days later, I hope the palace master will not break his promise."

"This deity is the lord of the palace of the extreme way. He speaks a lot, so how can he break his promise?"

Yang Lin said lightly, "But I would also like to remind you that within these three days, don't make things difficult for the Tianquan Palace, otherwise, don't blame the deity for not remembering old love."

"Follow the palace lord's order."

Several people responded lightly, and then they said goodbye and left together.

……

"Humph."

It took a long time for Yang Lin to snort heavily after they left, his face was covered with frost.

These guys really don't know how to restrain themselves.

I thought that after the death of the fifth elder, these guys lost their backing and would restrain themselves a little, but they never expected that not only did they not restrain themselves, but they became even more presumptuous.

It seems that what the younger brother said is right, if he doesn't rectify it properly, I'm afraid that his position as the master of the extreme dao palace will be unstable.

How can a majestic palace master be held back by a few juniors?
Three days, three days can do a lot of things.

A cold light flashed in Yang Lin's eyes.

……

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"Unexpectedly, I, Chen Muyu, would one day be chased like a turtle."

At this time, in the Jidao Pagoda, Chen Muyu sat on the futon in front of the Jidao Tablet, shaking his head and smiling wryly.

"Uncle, don't worry, father can handle it." Yang Feng comforted beside him.

In the sect, Chen Muyu didn't dare to let him keep claiming that he was the master.

Chen Muyu waved his hand. What he was worried about was whether Yang Lin could handle it. Would those people really dare to fight Yang Lin directly?
He was just worried that Yang Lin would be cowardly.

If Yang Lin was persuaded and compromised with those people, then no matter how much Chen Muyu contributed, it would be equal to zero.

Chen Muyu turned his face and looked at the Jidao Tablet, "Master, look, what kind of bullying has your apprentice become? You old man can't show his powers, and wiped out all these rebellious boys?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

There was no response from the Jidao tablet, Chen Muyu was disappointed, his face changed, and he felt an urge to smash the tablet.

At this time, Yang Feng said, "Master Uncle, those palace masters and peak masters are also orthodox successors of the extreme way..."

Chen Muyu's face trembled slightly. What Yang Feng said meant that the guys who bullied you were all your apprentices, and they were bullied by several nephews. How dare you complain to your master?
"If you don't talk, no one will think you are dumb." Chen Muyu glared at Yang Feng.

Cursing is scolding, but it is true that if you are a disciple of the extreme way, you are still the grandson of the extreme way.

It is said that grandpa loves grandchildren, so it may be the same with Ji Dao. If you put it here and ask for Ji Dao to kill your disciples, can't the disciples and grandchildren of others seek Ji Dao to kill disciples?

"call!"

Chen Muyu let out a long breath of foul air, and lay down directly on the ground. He had nothing to do, so he might as well go to sleep. When he woke up, the system might be upgraded.

In a daze, Chen Muyu fell asleep.

In the dream, that vague figure appeared again.

Extreme?

Chen Muyu's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't tell whether he appeared in a dream or in reality.

"Master?" Chen Muyu called out in a low voice.

The figure still turned its back to him and did not give him any response.

Chen Muyu stretched his neck forward, wanting to get closer, but found that no matter how he moved forward, the figure was always so far away from him.

"Master, your apprentice has been bullied, you can't just ignore it." Chen Muyu cried directly.

The figure still didn't give him any response.

Chen Muyu didn't care if he ignored him, "Look, they forced me to come to the Jidao Pagoda. You accepted me as an apprentice, but you can't watch your apprentice being bullied by a group of disciples, right? It's your old man's face, my strength is too low now, your old man's supernatural powers are great, why don't you give me a boost..."

Talking, chattering endlessly, like a resentful woman.

"Uncle Master..."

Just as Chen Muyu was weeping sadly and talking excitedly, a voice suddenly came from his ear, followed by a huge force, which directly pulled him back to reality from between dream and reality.

Opening his eyes, it was Yang Feng.

Chen Muyu's face darkened, "What's your name, I'm chatting with your patriarch..."

Hearing this, Yang Feng quickly knelt down beside Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu was so angry that he was about to reap the benefits just now, but he didn't expect that Yang Feng would mess with him like this, would it be so easy to meet Jidao again next time?
"Father Master Xuan, are you going to Zhengyang Hall?" Yang Feng said.

"Ok?"

Chen Muyu frowned slightly, "How long have I been asleep?"

"One hour." Yang Feng said.

Only an hour?
Chen Muyu took a deep breath, "Master Bamai, are you all gone?"

"gone."

Yang Feng nodded again and again, "Father just sent someone to tell you to go to Zhengyang Palace, and it's all right now."

Is this all right?
Chen Muyu was a little taken aback.

Getting up from the futon, I felt sore all over, as if I had been beaten.

No, isn't this the sequelae of dreaming of the Goku?
(End of this chapter)