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Chapter 186 The Best Memories

Originally, in Jiulingmen, the elders of each department performed their duties, and Mo Wuya was only responsible for the general direction of operation.

Therefore, many people think that he is the head of the sect, and he is not competent at all.

As long as there is something to do, it must be handed over to the people below, or if you encounter a problem that you cannot solve by yourself, you will go to the Supreme Elder.

Anyway, the leader is a double-headed guy.

He basically didn't make any contribution to the sect, and the people below complained a lot.

That is to say, Mo Wuya has the strength of the Martial Emperor, and in the sect, he is second only to the Supreme Elder, and can deter some people.

Coupled with the few good apprentices he had taken in, all of them were very competitive, which made these elders dare not speak out.

Before Chu Chen came, Mo Wuya took in a total of five apprentices, four of them had the realm of King Wu, and each of them had the fighting power of King Wu!
The great apprentice Sun Dasheng's weapon refinement is unique, able to support the school's supply and demand of weapon refiners, and he has also recruited many apprentices, and he has traces in many relationships within the Nine Spirits Sect.

Sun Dasheng supported Master as the head, but he dared not say anything else, at least one-third of the elders did not dare to object.

After all, if my spirit weapon is broken, or if I need to create a new one, I have to find Sun Dasheng.

If you object to Mo Wuya being the head, then you won't welcome him. You can go wherever you want to repair and build spiritual weapons. Anyway, he is not welcome here!
The second apprentice, Zhu Wuneng, has the skill of alchemy, which is unsurpassed!

He can not only make alchemy, but also do business.

Zhu Wuneng of Zhenpin Lingdan Pavilion is the largest shareholder, accounting for 80.00%, and the remaining 20.00% is given to senior brother Sun Dasheng, third junior brother Sha Seng, fourth junior brother Tang Lin, and junior junior sister Long San, each with 5.00% shares.

This shop is guarded by five head disciples, and ordinary people dare not make trouble at all.

Moreover, the Treasure Spirit Pill Pavilion has discounts for internal disciples of the sect.

As long as they are inside the Jiulingmen, buying pills here will always be one-fifth cheaper than outside stores!
Cannibalism is short-sighted, and short-handed, the elders and disciples in the sect have all benefited. Even if many people want to oppose Mo Wuya, they still have to think about their own interests.

This is the way Zhu Wu can support the master's superior position!
The third disciple, Sha Seng, possessed the art of talisman seals, and most of the talisman seals used by many disciples in the school came from him.

Not only that, Sha Seng is also a fourth-level talisman master. Recently, he is also learning from his elder brother to accept apprentices to expand his network and his own influence, which can make Master Mo Wuya's position as the master more stable.

But the reality is very sad, because the iconic big black beard of the evil monk really scared away many female disciples, and only a few male disciples came here to be apprentices.

The fourth apprentice, Tang Lin, is the one with the best talent, the highest cultivation base among these few, and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong. After using the formation, he can rival the eight-star or even nine-star martial kings!
Moreover, he is the disciple of the head of the sect, but he has become the elder of the sect in name, and even joined the important punishment hall of the sect. He is the deputy head of the sect and holds the real power!

With the support of such super-strength disciples, coupled with the supreme power, even if other people have opinions, they can only keep silent.

As for Long San, he is still young, and his talent has just been revealed, so it doesn't have much effect.

But the technique of mental power control is probably unmatched in the entire sect, and it has brought a lot of credit to Mo Wuya.

Mo Wuya's position as the head of the sect has been able to flourish for more than 20 years without falling. For the first ten years or so, he relied on his own strength and the support of the Supreme Elder. In the next few years, he relied entirely on a few apprentices to support him. facade.

The old referee who is also the Martial Emperor with him, named Zhang Linfeng, has firmly opposed Mo Wuya since he came to power, and wanted to replace him, but he was suppressed by the elders until Mo Wuya's apprentices were able to be alone. For a moment, he obediently continued to be an idle referee, spending his days leisurely every day.

Even so, everyone was still unconvinced by Mo Wuya.

It is believed that this person only relied on others to help him up, and he has hardly made any contribution to the sect.

But today, all the elders looked at the head who was fighting for the honor of the sect, knowing that he was dead, but continued to fight against Wu Zong Mo Wuya without hesitation.

They were shocked and silent.

It turned out that this person was not what they thought, he didn't care about the sect.

What happened today is enough to show that the Nine Spirits Gate is even more important than his life in Mo Wuya's heart!

"Master!"

Zhu Wuneng cried the most. He usually showed others with a smile and rarely expressed his true feelings, but today Mo Wuya was so seriously injured that he was almost dying, his eyes turned red and tears flowed.

"I lost, Master, you won this bet again. You can win everything from me, Master!" He looked at Mo Wuya, with more and more sadness on his face.

On weekdays, Mo Wuya likes to bet and win him something, he is happy.

Those things, to Zhu Wuneng who owns the treasured Lingdan Pavilion, are nothing but a drop in the bucket, but being won away by the master, I always feel unhappy.

But thinking about it now, it has become his best memory.

"Master, you have never lost a bet on weekdays, and you must keep your promise this time, and you must stick to it!" Zhu Wuneng said with tears in his eyes and a hoarse voice, "I still have a lot of good things waiting for you to win." , you must hold on! I beg you..."

Seeing this, the other disciples felt even more sad than before.

To them, Mo Wuya was almost no different from his father. Although there were many rules on weekdays, such as serving tea to see off guests, he always taught them the principles and details of being a human being consciously or unconsciously.

"Wu Neng, you...don't...cry."

Mo Wuya smiled palely, then raised his hand with great difficulty, wanting to wipe away the second apprentice's tears, but the injury was too severe and he couldn't lift it up.

"I bet all my life that I have never...never...never...lost, and this time...won't...won't lose."

After he said these words, he turned his eyes, looked at his disciples, and couldn't help asking: "Your little...junior brother, where is Chu...chen...?"

Hearing this sentence, the other disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, but they did not find any trace of the junior brother.

What's more, they were surprised to find that since the beginning of alchemy, the junior brother hadn't shown his face at all.

"Master, the disciple is late!"

At this moment, a voice came from a distance, with an extremely sad voice, it seemed that he knew that Mo Wuya had been injured.

"He is here, Master."

Zhu Wuneng turned his head to take a look, and found a black spot from far to near, finally revealing the appearance of the little junior.

(End of this chapter)