Chapter 224 Chief Elder

What can the other elders say? Hearing that the magical Taoist wanted to die, they naturally supported him with both hands and feet. This way, the two departments could be freed up for the head elders. Why not?

Except for a few elders who expressed doubts, most elders passed. Yuxu Zhenren was helpless: "Then this matter will be handed over to the magical elders."

Everyone looked at the magical Taoist with gloating, thinking that he would definitely die. But Zhang Ye accepted the task with full confidence. It is difficult to kill others, but killing yourself is not easy?

Soon, the news that the magical Taoist of Tiandao Palace wanted to challenge Zhang Ye spread, but Tiandao City did not cause any waves, but just treated it as a joke after dinner.

"The magical Taoist? The guy from the Rectification Movement, right?"

"He wants to challenge Master Zhang, bah, he's not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"

"Tian Dao Palace, you've brought disgrace upon yourself!"

Just when everyone thought Zhang Ye would reject this meaningless challenge, Zhang Ye said, "I'll wait for you to fight in three days."

The monks were stunned at first, then relieved, and all laughed, "Master Zhang is also a person with bad taste."

The magical Taoist, on the other hand, disappeared from Tian Dao Palace under the pretext of retreat. In fact, he transformed into Zhang Ye's real body and returned to the blacksmith shop to forge.

After all, he might have to pretend to be dead for a while, so he took advantage of these three days to make all the money he should make, and at least collect 10,000 high-grade immortal stones.

During this period, the guard found Zhang Ye and asked if he wanted to have a big party like last time, but Zhang Ye politely declined. The guard thought about it and it was true. There was nothing to show off about defeating the magical Taoist, so he didn't take it to heart.

On the third day, a notice was posted at the door of the blacksmith shop: "Today's duel, closed for half a day." The monks remembered that Zhang Ye and the magical Taoist had a duel today!

The monks found this duel boring, so few people came to watch, and there was only a circle of people outside the blacksmith shop.

At 9 o'clock, the magical Taoist appeared in Tiandao City. The monks outside the blacksmith shop looked at him jokingly, but still made way for him.

The magical Taoist did not change his expression. He came to the door of the blacksmith shop and knocked on the door: "Master Zhang, I am the magical Taoist, and I am here to fight as promised!"

Zhang Ye's voice came from the blacksmith shop: "Come in."

Han Linger opened the main door a crack and let the magical Taoist in, and then the door was closed.

The monks were stunned: "I thought I could see Master Zhang get slapped in the face, but I can't see anything. It's a waste of time."

"Forget it, the result is the same whether you watch it or not. The magical Taoist will definitely lose."

"By the way, both the magical Taoist and the magical blacksmith shop have the word magical in their names, but it's a pity that one is on the ground and the other is in the sky!"

After the magical Taoist entered the blacksmith shop, he looked at Han Linger, who nodded, took out the sound and shadow ball, and played the sound that Zhang Ye had recorded before.

"Since you are challenging me, I allow you to choose the topic."

...

In Tiandao Palace, Yuxu Zhenren and other elders were looking at a bronze mirror, which showed the scene outside the blacksmith shop.

"Elder Dingyuan, you know the magical Taoist better. How long do you think he can last?" A certain elder paused, wondering how he could say what was in his heart, and quickly changed his words, "Do you think he can defeat Zhang Ye?"

Elder Dingyuan glared at the elder fiercely: "The magical Taoist fought for the honor of my Tiandao Palace. Do you feel guilty for cursing him like this?"

The elders quarreled, and finally Yuxu Zhenren scolded: "Shut up, watch carefully."

...

Outside the blacksmith shop, the monks could only hear the conversation between Master Zhang and the magical Taoist, and didn't know what happened. Not long after, a painful roar came from the blacksmith shop, and the magical Taoist rushed out of the door. Looking closely, he was burnt all over and almost unrecognizable.

Although the monks didn't understand what happened, they laughed: "Don't overestimate your own abilities, you know how powerful Master Zhang is!"

In the main hall of Tiandao Palace, the elders looked different, and someone said: "Elder Shenqi, you really disgraced my Tiandao Palace!"

Elder Dingyuan also felt ashamed and stood there sadly.

Yuxu Zhenren's face turned pale, and he finally said, "Okay, let's do it."

The deacon disciple was about to collect the bronze mirror, but at this moment, Han Linger pushed open the door of the blacksmith shop and said to the officers and soldiers on duty at the door: "Stop him quickly, Master Zhang was killed by him!"

Whether it was outside the blacksmith shop or the main hall of Tiandao Palace, everyone was stunned.

The officers and soldiers on duty outside the blacksmith shop were embarrassed and arched their hands: "Madam, this is not a joke."

Han Linger wore an ice crystal mask, and her appearance and name were unknown, but the officers and soldiers knew that she was Zhang Ye's Taoist partner.

Han Linger wiped her tears and said anxiously: "Do I look like I'm kidding? The magical Taoist competed with Master Zhang in the art of controlling fire, and Master Zhang was burned to ashes by his fire!"

Everyone's face froze, looking into the blacksmith shop, there was a pile of black ash on the ground, and thinking of the magical Taoist who escaped with a burnt body, could it be that Zhang Ye was really killed by the magical Taoist?

Although the officers and soldiers couldn't believe it, their good training allowed them to react quickly, crush the jade slip, and contact the city guard's office.

The guard was alarmed and blocked the city defense formation. The whole city searched for Zhang Ye. For a moment, Tiandao City was in chaos.

In the main hall of Tiandao Palace, the elders were a little confused when they saw this scene. Elder Dingyuan was the first to react and shouted excitedly: "The magical Taoist succeeded. Please send someone to pick him up!"

Yuxu Zhenren came to his senses and immediately crushed a jade slip: "I have contacted the Ninth Ancestor, he will pick up the magical Taoist and return to Tiandao Palace!"

"Thank you, Master!" Elder Dingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the other elders with great authority, "Who said that the magical Taoist can't do it? Stand up for me!"

The elders remained silent and did not dare to retaliate even after being scolded bloody by Dingyuan. After all, the magical Taoist had made such great achievements and could not afford to offend him.

The magical Taoist Zhang Ye transformed into was running around in Tiandao City, avoiding the officers and soldiers. The burns on his body were caused by himself. After all, if there was a real duel, he would not be able to escape unscathed.

The city's protective formation in Tiandao City would be blocked as he expected, and he could only wait for the response from Tiandao Palace. In fact, Zhang Ye also has the ability to open the formation and return to Tiandao Palace, but that would expose his identity.

Therefore, before Tiandao Palace's help arrived, he could only hide in all directions. Zhang Ye was also helpless when he saw his former allies chasing him all over the city.

It has to be said that the officers and soldiers of the city guard were too familiar with Tiandao City, and the soldiers and civilians were united, so they forced Zhang Ye to a dead end and surrounded him in an alley.

The captain came to the front with blood-red eyes and stared at the magical Taoist fiercely: "Did you really kill Zhang Ye?"

Zhang Ye was speechless for a while, don't love me so much!

Zhang Ye pondered for a moment and said: "I had a fair duel with Master Zhang. His skills were inferior to others, so he died. This is a life and death certificate!" Zhang Ye showed a real life and death certificate. I hope the captain is reasonable. people.

"Fart, if you hadn't used any conspiracy, how could you have harmed Master Zhang!" Lord Guard ordered, "Catch him, or kill him on the spot!"

The captain was so angry that he didn't consider the issue of principle at all.

Seeing the officers and soldiers surrounding him, Zhang Ye was speechless for a while. Having said that, it's time for help from Tiandao Palace to come, right?

Just when the officers and soldiers were about to swarm forward, a ray of white light penetrated the Tiandao City's defense formation, turned into a human figure, and landed in front of Zhang Ye. It was none other than the Ninth Ancestor.

Ancestor Jiu looked at Zhang Ye and praised: "Well done!"

Immediately, the Nine Ancestors looked at the officers and soldiers of the city guard: "In a fair duel, life and death are at your own risk. I, the Baimei Patriarch of the Tiandao Palace, can die, but Zhang Ye can't die?"

The captain gritted his teeth and was speechless.

Jiu Ancestor laughed out loud, and took Zhang Ye with him, once again penetrated the city defense formation, and returned to Tiandao Palace.

This attitude of coming and leaving as soon as he wanted made the captain spit out blood in anger: "Master Zhang, I can't help you!" The captain fainted and was carried back to the city guard's mansion for treatment by the officers and soldiers.

Along the way, the Nine Ancestors praised Zhang Ye vigorously: "Last time you led the Kun beast to Tiandao City, I thought you could do great things, but I didn't expect to do it to Zhang Ye. I was right about you. "

Ancestor Jiu, you are really mistaken. I am Zhang Ye. Zhang Ye complained in his heart, took the holy healing elixir handed over by Ancestor Jiu, and thanked him again and again.

Ancestor Jiu brought Zhang Ye into the main hall of Tiandao. After everyone greeted him, Ancestor Jiu said: "This young man is good. Head Yuxu, remember to reward him well!"

"I obey the instructions of the Ninth Ancestor." Master Yuxu glanced at the magical Taoist. If he can win the favor of the ancestor, this son has a bright future.

Before Jiuzu left, he gave Taoist Miracle a few things as rewards. It could be seen that Jiuzu was really happy. After all, Jiuzu had suffered a loss in front of Zhang Ye, and the magical Taoist helped him vent his anger, how could he not be happy?

After the Ninth Patriarch left, everyone in the main hall looked at Zhang Ye as if they were watching a ghost, and did not speak for a long time.

"To report to the leader, my subordinates have lived up to their orders and killed Zhang Ye!" Zhang Ye said.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they were all flattering. After all, the magical Taoist had made such a great contribution, and had won the favor of the Nine Ancestors, and his status had risen with the tide.

Master Yuxu praised a few words, then changed the topic and asked: "By the way, how did you do it?" After all, the duel between the two was in the blacksmith shop, and no one saw it.

Zhang Ye replied: "Actually, this can be regarded as luck. I got a kind of strange fire a few years ago, and it took a long time to conquer it. This duel with Zhang Ye is a competition of fire control."

"We tried to control each other's fire. Zhang Ye's fire is really good. The subordinate was almost burned to death, but the subordinate's strange fire was more difficult to control. It directly burned Zhang Ye into ashes..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ye released a little bit of the three-flavored real fire. The bosses present felt a breath of death. Is there such a terrifying fire in the world? I was immediately convinced!

Last time, half of Zhang Ye's body survived, but you can't live after being burned to ashes, right?

"Haha, well done!" Master Yuxu praised, and then asked, "What kind of reward do you want for your great achievements?"

Zhang Ye looked at Dingyuan, who trembled with excitement and stepped forward and said: "Headmaster Yuxu, you said earlier that whoever handles Zhang Ye's affairs well will be the chief elder."

Master Yuxu pondered for a moment. The magical Taoist was the elder in charge of the two departments and had made extraordinary achievements. The Ninth Patriarch also said that although his cultivation level was a bit low, it was not impossible to be the chief.

Master Yuxu looked at Zhang Ye: "Miracle Taoist, I ask you, are you willing to serve as the chief elder?"

Zhang Ye looked at Dingyuan again, and Dingyuan nodded excitedly. The magical Taoist was preparing to give the credit to himself. He was so damn touched.

Zhang Ye bowed his hand to Master Yuxu: "My subordinate...is willing."

Elder Dingyuan was ready to give his induction speech, but after hearing these words, his face froze, what the hell?