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"The ancestor is really open-minded, admire! admire!" Zhong Yuan said with a smile, "I just don't know, how is the ancestor going to settle me now?"

When the red-haired ancestor heard this, he smiled equally and said, "If I still let you be a disciple of three generations now, I'm afraid I won't want to do it anyway!"

Zhong Yuan smiled faintly, but he didn't speak.

The red-haired ancestor didn't seem to have any intention of Zhong Yuan answering, and continued, "Because I have participated in the Heavenly Immortal Dao, I have been in retreat for many years, and I have always been negligent in managing the affairs of the door. Although there are twelve disciples under my sect, their cultivation is still low, and they are still in charge of one line, but they are still far from being in charge of the Pope.

You take the elephant dragon as the second elemental god, you are strong, you are not under me, and you happen to be in charge of teaching affairs with me. In terms of reputation, even if it is my junior brother, I don't know, are you willing?"

Zhong Yuan looked at the red-haired ancestor and confirmed that he was indeed sincere, at that time, he said without shirking, "Okay! The rules of Hongmuling are not strict, and the disciples have been loose for a long time, and if this goes on for a long time, there will be a big disaster! Since I am in charge of the Pope, there should be a change!"

"As long as you act reasonably and don't act recklessly, everything is up to you!" the red-haired ancestor waved his hand casually, looking very free.

Zhong Yuan also understood that the red-haired ancestor dared to do this, completely thinking that he had the wisdom bead in his hands. After all, the people in the entire Redwood Ridge are all the disciples and grandchildren of other people, and in this world, there are definitely not many people who dare to rebel against their teachers and vote for another person, so unless they can cultivate more and stronger disciples than others in a short period of time and become the main vein of Redwood Ridge, otherwise, the head of a faction will always be someone else's.

In addition to this, the red-haired ancestor practiced diligently and comprehended the way of the immortals, but he was obsessed with teaching affairs and neglected to cultivate, and the gap widened, which was even more impossible.

Before Zhong Yuan, he worked frantically to seek the success of the second elemental god, just to protect himself. As for self-preservation, I never thought about it at all. Now, the red-haired ancestor has this calculation, but he has set a goal for him: to control Redwood Ridge and expand Redwood Ridge!

"Wait and see, those things you think are impossible, but I want to do them one by one, so that you willingly give up your honor!" Zhong Yuan secretly swore in his heart.

When the two negotiate, the opposition will naturally be eliminated. At that moment, the red-haired ancestor said, "Senior Brother Zhong, go back to the mountain with me now!"

"Wait!" Zhong Yuan shook his head and said, "Wait until I collect this five-cloud peach blossom miasma first!"

As he spoke, Zhong Yuan Neidan spun, and the power of the earth's leyline true fire exploded. Immediately, the rotten peach mountain shook again, and the "sudden" and immeasurable thousand-year-old miasma came out again, turning into a colorful pillar of light and rising into the sky.

As soon as the void was grasped, the blood-turning Shura banner appeared in his hand. "Crackling-", with Zhong Yuan's powerful earth immortal mana penetrating, in an instant, all the wonderful uses of the Blood Transformation Shura Banner were activated, and faintly, they were all refined.

A moment later, Zhong Yuan threw his hand, and the Blood Transformation Shura Banner changed rapidly, turning into a portal the size of dozens of zhang, standing above the clouds and mist in the sky.

As soon as this portal appeared, at that time, a huge invisible suction force was released. Immediately, like a long whale sucking hundreds of rivers, colorful pillars of light converged into a monstrous torrent and poured in.

The multicolored pillar of light seems to be colossal, but the portal is even more endless, and in just a quarter of an hour, all the colorful breath is inhaled into it.

Thousands of years of accumulation, once empty.

After receiving it, Zhong Yuan made a casual move, and the huge portal quickly shrank, turned into a foot-long banner again, and fell into his hand.

Seeing this, the red-haired ancestor opened his mouth and asked, "Senior Brother Zhong, since you and I are already a family, why bother to cover it up again?

"I really want to enter the stream, I have to know how to do it!" Zhong Yuan replied at the time, "If I really have a complete cultivation technique and all kinds of secret methods, where will I still worship in Hongmu Ridge?

Speaking of which, Zhong Yuan changed his words and said, "By the way, I am now in charge of the Pope of Hongmuling, and I must be able to practice all the secret methods in the teaching!

"This is natural!" replied the red-haired ancestor.

"Also, I'm going to refine the Wuyun Peach Blossom Miasma into a magic weapon, I wonder if Senior Brother can return to me what he collected before!" Zhong Yuan said again.

"No!" This time, the red-haired ancestor replied even more simply, "I collected the Five Clouds Peach Blossom Miasma, but it was for the purpose of guarding the mountain, and the power of the Blood Transformation Shura Array was still lacking, so I had to join it to make up for it." Those thousand-year-old miasma in your hands, refining treasures are enough, so don't fight my idea. ”

"Okay!But senior brother, you're a little stingy!" Zhong Yuan just had the idea that he could get a little more, so although he didn't get it, he wasn't disappointed.

The collection of the five clouds peach blossom miasma has been completed, and the two of them have not been delayed, after Zhong Yuan's second primordial god and the deity have become one, he and the red-haired ancestor have transformed into Changhong and returned to Hongmuling.

As soon as he entered the Divine Palace, the red-haired ancestor immediately ordered the bell warrior to ring the golden bell, and summoned the twelve disciples to enter the house and a number of registered disciples.

After a short time, except for the disciples who came down the mountain to do the way, all the rest of the people came. Headed by Yao Kaijiang and Lei Jiaozi, it was divided into two columns, each in order, and stood in shifts.

These people, naturally, noticed the difference in the temple. In the throne paved by the red-haired ancestor's colorful python skin, there was an extra seat, and there was a person sitting on it.

This person is unknown to others, but Hong Changbao and Lei Grab are very clear, it is Zhong Yuan. In this regard, both of them were shocked inexplicably, but the specific reasons were a little different. Of course, the rest of the people are not much better.

The red-haired ancestor, however, was not in a hurry, and only after the disciples had saluted did he speak, "Today, I have a happy event to announce. Under my Hongmuling Sect, there is finally a second Earth Immortal master, he is the disciple of the Leopard, your nephew - Zhong Yuan!

As a teacher, he wants to participate in the Heavenly Immortals**, and he has been in retreat for many years, but he can't take care of Hongmuling from time to time, so he has decided to recognize him as a junior disciple and take charge of the Pope on his behalf. Now, all of you, come and salute!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more surprised, but they naturally couldn't help but listen to the words of the red-haired ancestor, and they bowed down one after another, and they had to salute. At this time, Zhong Yuan waved his hand, and an invisible dark energy came out, stopping Hong Changbao's kneeling.

"You have been my teacher, a teacher for a day, a teacher for life, your gift, but I can't accept it, you and I will be friends with each other from now on, and we can call each other friends!"

When Hong Changbao heard this, he looked at the red-haired ancestor of his master, and when he saw him nodding, he no longer insisted, stood aside, and bowed his hand. The rest of the people did it with the courtesy of their uncle.

After the ceremony, the red-haired ancestor did not delay at all, and immediately turned into Changhong, flew to the apse and went to retreat.

At this time, Zhong Yuan was unceremoniously sitting on the red-haired ancestor's seven-colored python skin throne.

(End of Volume II)