The second elder’s cultivation is actually not bad.

But in front of the three masters, Yun Zhiyue, Shao Siming and Wucailuo, there is undoubtedly no chance of winning.

So he chose to give up resistance when he was aware of the current affairs.

"I admit defeat."

The second elder threw all the storage rings and magic instruments and talismans in his hand on the ground, looking at Chen Mu with bitter eyes. "You can choose to kill me, or you can choose to save me a dog's life."

“You have some value.”

Chen Mu only said one sentence.

The second elder finally let go of his heart.

Being valuable means being able to survive. As for how long it can last, it depends on luck.

Chen Mu signaled Yun Zhiyue to find a rope to tie the second elder, and imprisoned the other party's cultivation, and sent someone to imprison him in the dungeon.

The night of farce finally came to an end after the second elder, the clown, surrendered.

Of course, there is another person to deal with.

"Don't think about running away. We are staring at each other for too many pairs of eyes, we are not blind."

Looking at Zhou Wan who wanted to sneak out of the gaps in the crowd, Chen Mu walked over and said with a joke. "You said you are a handsome guy after all, don't use this method even if you go away, at least be more decent."

At this time, Zhou Wan was like a mouse being forced into a dead end, trembling all over, and his face was so pale.

After hearing Chen Mu's words, he was shocked and quickly picked up his long sword and pointed at Chen Mu: "You...you...don't come over...I am the senior brother of the Yin-Yang Sect, my grandfather is..."

"Your grandpa is dead."

"I...I..."

"Speak well, don't stutter." Chen Mu kicked the sword in the other party's hand and stepped on his chest. "Give me a reason not to kill you."

Zhou Wan didn't dare to look Chen Mu in the eyes, and the smell of urine in his crotch was still strong, which shows that the child was really frightened.

Suddenly, he glanced at Shao Siming and shouted for help: "Shao Siming, save me. For... because I like you, for the sake of our brothers and sisters, save me!"

Shao Siming's eyes were cold and silent.

Chen Mu shook his head gently: "Look at you, a young man, blocked his last life. Why did you say that you like my wife? Do you really think I am open-minded?"

"No, I...I didn't..."

Sensing the murderous intent from Chen Mu, Zhou Wan actually cried. "Don't kill me... I was wrong, don't kill me..."

Some disciples and elders around him had complex expressions.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Wan, who is so glorious on weekdays, is so cowardly. But then again, how many people can remain calm in the face of death?

"Your grandpa is waiting for you on Huangquan Road, go quickly."

Chen Mu was too lazy to talk nonsense, and he exerted force on his feet. Zhou Wan's chest suddenly sank and his heart burst.

Looking at Zhou Wan who turned into a corpse, everyone was in a different mood.

Is it over...

Tonight, for the Yin-Yang Sect, it is undoubtedly a change of heaven.

The saint son of Tantric Buddhism died, the Great Elder merged with the "thing outside the sky" to become a monster, the second elder became a prisoner, the Grand Secretary restored his cultivation, the truth about the death of the Heavenly Lord, and the previous deaths of the Fourth Elder and Lan Xiaowan and others.

It was like a dream in a trance, extremely unreal.

Of course, the most dreamy thing is Chen Mu, the new Yin-Yang Sect Heavenly Lord, who appeared out of thin air without any warning.

Even though he has seen his abilities, many people still find it difficult to accept it from the bottom of their hearts.

However, because Chen Mu saved them from the puppet technique of the second elder just now, some people also had a grateful attitude.

Chen Mu naturally understood this. After dealing with the scene for a while, he brought two Si Ming and the only few remaining elders and elite disciples to the conference hall.

"You must be not satisfied with me, the new Tianjun."

Chen Mu said straight to the point.

The elders looked at each other, and were so tactful that they didn't speak.

"But it doesn't matter. If anyone wants to leave the Yin-Yang Sect, he can leave now, and I won't stop him."

Chen Mu smiled gentle.

As soon as these words were said, there were actually a few people who were ready to move, but their companions quietly pulled their sleeves and did not dare to move.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mu quietly took back the things from the sky with satisfaction.

"The Yin-Yang Sect has been established for almost thousands of years. It has experienced glory, underestimation, and revived its prosperity..."

Chen Mu said slowly. "The only thing I can guarantee is that I, Chen Mu, will not become the last Heavenly Lord of Yin and Yang Sect, and Yin and Yang Sect will not be destroyed in my hands. On the contrary... it will definitely become the largest sect in Xuantian! The three thousand heavenly ways are only my Yin and Yang!"

However, Chen Mu's promise did not enhance everyone's confidence, after all, everyone can brag.

Looking at the dull hall, the man felt helpless.

Unfortunately, my sister-in-law Qingluo is not here.

If the girl is present, she will definitely applaud and support her. She will say something like "Brother-in-law said it well", "Brother-in-law is great", "My Yin-Yang Sect will definitely be invincible under the leadership of her brother-in-law", etc.

Chen Mu coughed dryly and said, "Although the Great Elder is dead, the two Simings are still there, and the Great Siming has recovered its cultivation. With her in charge, no one dares to provoke the Yin-Yang Sect during this period. In addition, I also plan to hand over the full responsibility of the affairs of the sect to the Great Siming."

Yun Zhiyue moved her pink lips and wanted something, but when she looked at Chen Mu, she had to hold back her words.

At this time, an elder couldn't help but say, "Da Chen...well... Lord Tianjun, I said something offensive. I heard the second elder say that you are from the court, right?"

"Yes, I am indeed a person from the court. I believe you have heard of my name, I am the Six Gates."

"Sorry, Lord Tianjun, we have never heard of your name."

The elder interrupted Chen Mu very honestly.

Chen Mu: “…”

In ancient times, the information was not smooth, which was too fatal. In the future, we had to find some practical newspapers and magazines.

The elder said: "Sir Tianjun, our Yin-Yang Sect has become in this state. It doesn't matter to us who has the ability to be the Heavenly Lord. Besides, since you are valued by the ancestors, we have no right or right to question and oppose you. It's just your identity as an official in the court..."

The elder wanted to speak but stopped.

Others also looked worried.

Chen Mu was not stupid, understood the subtle meaning of the other party's words, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, although I, Chen, is a member of the court, the Yin-Yang Sect will not become an affiliate of the court.

Maybe you think that I, a small official, are not qualified to challenge the court, but I am flirting with the words here. The court is the court and the Yin-Yang Sect is the Yin-Yang Sect.

I, Chen Mu, have my own ideas, and no one can point fingers at me."

Chen Mu licked his lips and felt his throat dry. He wanted to take the sweet melon next to him, but hesitated for a moment and did not seek death in the end. He signaled Shao Siming to pour him a cup of tea.

Shao Siming actually brought him tea obediently, which made Yun Zhiyue glar at the man with dissatisfaction.

Chen Mu sat comfortably on the chair, sipped his tea and continued:

"If the court really intends to use me to recover the Yin-Yang Sect, then I, Chen Mu, will stick to the bottom line of the Yin-Yang Sect even if I die! Even if I say something ruthless, at most I will start a war!"

As Chen Mu finished speaking, the hall was still quiet.

But the faces of the elders were quite moved.

Chen Mu's words were indeed very rebellious. If they were leaked by someone with ulterior motives, they would inevitably cause him trouble.

It can be seen that Chen Mu was not as fearful as other officials for the court.

Afterwards, several elders asked some questions, and Chen Mu tried to communicate with them with them with sincerity.

No matter what the issue is involved, the interests of the Yin-Yang Sect are the most important.

Gradually, recognition of Chen Mu began to take root in the hearts of several elders and disciples.

Just as the elder said, even if they were unwilling to do so, they could not change the fact that Chen Mu was the new Tianjun. All they could do was to give themselves some comfort and accept each other's emotions.

After a long silence, the elder who was the first to speak suddenly knelt on the ground: "Greetings to Lord Tianjun."

The others were stunned and after a brief hesitation, they also knelt down one after another.

Chen Mu stared at the elder who had begun to kneel down, and an arc broke slightly from the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, I, Chen Mu... will not disappoint you. Believe me, this Yin-Yang Sect will definitely change the world."

...

The communication was almost dawn, and the elders and disciples left the hall, and their expressions changed from solemnity to relaxation.

However, before leaving, he took a few glances back and forth on Chen Mu and Yun Zhiyue, but he didn't say anything after all.

It is better not to mention some topics.

Only Chen Mu, Yun Zhiyue, Shao Siming and Wucai Luo were left in the hall.

"I should be removed from my position as the Grand Secretary."

Yun Zhiyue pouted her rosy little mouth in dissatisfaction and said, "How can Tianjun and Si Ming... have emotional entanglements, it's not in accordance with the rules."

"Ha, the rules are determined by people, not dead."
To be continued...