Chapter 230 There Is a Successor (Please Vote for Me)

"Old friend, it's not like your style to put such a heavy emphasis on..."

At the top of Huangshan Mountain and Tiandu Peak, Yang Potian and Zhou Yin sat opposite each other on a sea of ​​thousands of miles of clouds, overlooking the mountains and hills. The two powerful auras faced each other tit for tat. It was as if there were two dark clouds wrestling in the void, which was daunting. .

The person who spoke was Yang Potian. He looked at the majestic sea of ​​clouds that he had seen for decades but still couldn't see enough of. He said casually with a half-smile, and his casual tone seemed like a chat between friends.

"You bet too early and too heavily..."

Zhou Yin sat upright on the futon, with a cup of hot tea in front of him filled with white air. However, he did not take off the faceless black iron mask at all. He took a sip and said, "I am the one who was coerced by you." I have to make a big bet on this."

"You should know that I have no choice!"

Yang Potian shook his head slightly with distracted eyes and said calmly.

Zhou Yin: "You actually have a choice, you just made the wrong choice."

Yang Potian frowned imperceptibly, looked at Zhou Yin, and asked seriously: "Then Yang Erlang's debut is only two and a half years away. How do you have such great confidence in him?"

Zhou Yin was indifferent. After a moment of silence, he replied calmly: "You should know that I won't say anything that shouldn't be said, but I have advised you... not to be an enemy of Yang Erlang!"

Why does he have so much confidence in Yang Erlang?

Because he is the only peerless master in the world who has seen Yang Erlang draw his sword with his own eyes and is still alive.

Because he is the only peerless master in the world who knows the whole process of Yang Erlang beating Zhang Xuansu three times.

Yang Potian was inexplicably irritated, and he said in an impatient tone, "I said, I have no choice!"

Zhou Yin: "You have a choice... Even today, you still have a choice!"

Yang Poqian smiled: "You want me to go and plead guilty to a Huangkou boy?"

Zhou Yin: "If you just can't let go of the face of the senior master and the leader of the sect, then don't mention the lack of choice!"

Yang Potian: "How can you be so shameless? If you were so shameless, would you treat him like a child with a yellow mouth?"

"You are wrong about that."

Zhou Yin shook his head: "I'm not like you, who is a saint in front of others and has infinite scenery. No matter whether that person looks for me or not, I will never bet the century-old foundation of my building outside the building on him."

Yang Potian asked in confusion: "Why do you say this?"

Zhou Yin replied calmly: "I don't know who is stronger or weaker between that man and Yang Erlang, but I know that he is already very old, and Yang Erlang is still very young, younger than you and me!"

Yang Potian thought for a while and replied seriously: "Being too young is not always a good thing..."

Zhou Yin: "But young blood is always hot, isn't it? Bet on Yang Erlang, Yang Erlang will regard me as a friend of Louwailou. Bet on that person, that person will regard me as a lackey of Louwailou... Your Mingjiao also Yes!”

Yang Potian was speechless, and suddenly a trace of regret arose in his heart... His Mingjiao's previous hand was much better than Louwailou's.

But soon, he extinguished any trace of regret and waved his hand expressionlessly: "The matter has come to an end. It's useless to talk more. Are you here today just to send a message to Yang Erlang?"

Zhou Yin: "If I said that I came in person today just to drag you, an old friend, back from the brink, would you believe me?"

"You think things too simply..."

Yang Potian sneered and said: "I have hated him Yang Erlang. Now if I stop, Yang Erlang may not be able to write off the Jiangsu and Zhejiang affairs. If he hates the guy from Fabao Temple in vain, isn't it true that he is a villain in vain? On the contrary, You, the front man from Fabao Temple came to find you, and you, the back man, sold me and the other man to Yang Erlang. Are you really afraid that he will destroy your century-old foundation in Louwailou in a rage? "

"You don't have to worry about it. There are just a few old houses on the Purple Mountain. If he doesn't like them, just destroy them."

Zhou Yin replied calmly: "Before I came, I had already expected that with your personality, you would never look back until you hit the wall, but I came anyway, and you really did not disappoint me... Anyway, today This is the end of our friendship of more than twenty years!"

Yang Potian couldn't laugh anymore and said in disbelief: "Is this really true?"

Zhou Yin: "You know and I know what kind of role that person from the Fabao Temple is. If he breaks through the barrier and leaves the temple, he will definitely not be satisfied with stirring up some turmoil in the world. And Yang Erlang is a hurdle that he can't get around... "

He stood up and stood facing the wind: "This is all, we will never see you again!"

After saying that, he jumped off the top of the mountain and left on the treetops with a few steps.

Only Yang Potian, with a gloomy look on his face, was left sitting alone on the top of Lotus Peak, silent for a long time.

Not long after, a distant and noisy voice came from not far down the mountain. Yang Potian looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large number of people going up the mountain along the rugged and winding mountain road.

From his point of view, he could clearly see that the group of people were marching all the way to Guangmingding, and a large number of Mingjiao disciples were joining them along the way... a group that seemed to be following the people's aspirations and expectations.

"Did I make the wrong choice?"

Yang Potian looked down at the noisy people and horses at the foot of the mountain and murmured to himself, with a hint of impatient violence gradually emerging in his eyes: "Why don't you look at these rebellious officials and traitors, and how often do you have me as the leader in your heart?"

Yang Tiansheng, who was walking at the front of the mountaineering team at the foot of the mountain, seemed to sense his gaze. He raised his head and glanced at Yang Potian at the top of Lotus Peak through the layers of mountains and forests.

After several breaths, he withdrew his gaze, tightened the gilt sword box on his shoulder, and continued to look at the road. His fiery red robes were like a bright scroll when he walked in front of people, constantly attracting people. The various Mingjiao disciples stationed at the main altar gathered behind him.

He has been running around and planning for this day for more than half a year...

…

In Mingjiao, all the successive leaders have to practice martial arts in seclusion and live in seclusion. Most of the time, they exist as spiritual symbols.

The two envoys on the left and right are the ones who are really in charge.

Nominally, the Right Envoy of Guangming commanded each branch of the church with the Mingjiao name. For example, the Qingmu Hall where Yang Tiansheng was located was directly under the command of his father, the Right Envoy of the Ming Sect, Yang Yinghao.

Xiaoyao Zuoshi, on the other hand, leads the Mingjiao scattered people in the world, those Mingjiao believers who are rebellious by nature and unwilling to join any branch of the Mingjiao church...

But upon closer inspection, it is clear that there are a group of close followers of the Ming Cult under the right envoy Guangming, and there are several close Tangkou branches under the left envoy Xiaoyao.

The main reasons for this phenomenon are not only the divisions and checks and balances between the previous leaders, but also the fact that the recruitment faction and the rebels within the Mingjiao have been fighting for a long time, and they are divided into two groups from top to bottom.

When it comes to Yang Tiansheng's generation... the situation within the Mingjiao is a little more subtle.

1. The leader of the cult, Yang Potian, has only one daughter, and she is married to Lu Wuji, a disciple of the closed gate.

2. The right envoy of Guangming has only one son, while the envoy of Xiaoyao on the left has an only daughter. They have been childhood sweethearts since childhood.

In the early years, this subtle situation was not very prominent.

First, Yang Yinghao, the Right Envoy of Light, is the confidant of the leader Yang Potian, the type who works hard and never complains.

On the other hand, Yang Tiansheng had a dissolute temperament in his early years. He had no intention of teaching or practicing martial arts.

If there are no surprises, the top-level structure of the Mingjiao of the next generation will copy the top-level structure of the Mingjiao of their generation.

Under the protection of Yang Potian, Lu Wuji will devote himself to practicing martial arts, break through the peerless master, and firmly occupy the position of leader of the Ming Cult.

Yang Tiansheng either took over from his father, Yang Yinghao, or from his father-in-law, and continued to assist Lu Wuji in leading the Ming Cult.

It wasn't until Yang Tiansheng's eighteenth birthday that he changed his mind. In just a few years, he quickly grew from a slut who only knew how to eat melons to an upright man. His martial arts, prestige, achievements, and popularity all surpassed those of his predecessor in a very short period of time. The giants of the Ming Cult of this generation are pursuing Yang Potian, the current leader of the Ming Cult...

To be honest, if Yang Tiansheng wanted to usurp Yang Potian's position as the leader, neither his father, nor his father-in-law, nor even the talking heads of various branches of the Ming Cult would be able to support him!

This is not only due to the prestige accumulated by Yang Potian over the years of his reign, but also the friendship, canon, and teachings they have accumulated over the decades of supporting each other.

But Yang Tiansheng is so smart. He made it clear from the beginning. He still respects Yang Potian, the current leader of the Ming Cult, and he wants to fight for the position of the next leader!

This... made it difficult for his father, his father-in-law, and even the talking heads of various branches of Mingjiao not to support him!

From the perspective of Yang Tiansheng, his father and his father-in-law: 'We respect you Yang Potian and respect you Yang Potian. There is nothing wrong with this at all, but there is no reason why we should respect and respect your son-in-law, right? Why, your cub is biological, but ours is adopted? ’

From the perspective of people talking about each branch of Mingjiao: "If even a rising star like Yang Tiansheng, who has the right time, location, people and people, can't interrupt the current status quo of the leader's succession, it will be even less possible to shake it in the future. Yang Potian's lineage has taken control of the position of leader of the Ming Cult... Why, the rebellion hasn't succeeded yet, and you, the Yang family, are already doing the same thing as the world of players? Will we still have to kowtow to you Yang Potian and shout "Long live" three times in the future? ’

All the famous Mingjiao giants are openly or covertly supporting Yang Tiansheng's bid for the position of the next leader of the Mingjiao. This has resulted in the fact that Huangshan Mountain, where Guangmingding Peak is located, is clearly the headquarters of Yang Potian, but when Yang Tiansheng arrives, he is a "sect" The atmosphere of "eating a bowl of slurry in a basket to welcome the king's master"!

This is not only the time when heroes create the situation, but also the time when the situation creates the heroes!

…

Yang Tiansheng led an increasingly large mountaineering team, passing through many dangerous passes as if entering uninhabited territory, and approached Guangming Summit!

Until before Guangmingding, there were hundreds of flag guards from the main altar wearing neat black uniforms and bright red turbans. They drew their swords out of their sheaths and blocked the climbing steps, blocking his way.

The leader pointed the knife at Yang Tiansheng, and roared with a red face and a hoarse voice: "Yang Tiansheng, are you going to cause trouble?"

"Po Jun, we are familiar with each other, but if you talk nonsense, I will sue you for slander!"

As if Yang Tiansheng couldn't see the fierce and dangerous eyes, he smiled lightly and stepped forward slowly, raising his hand to hold the sharp sword in front of him: "We are not members of the Mingjiao? Can't we come to the main altar? Or should I say, when did the Mingjiao add a new member? The rule that one cannot return to Guangmingding without being summoned?”

The leader stared with bull eyes, and the hand holding the knife trembled violently, but he did not dare to strike Yang Tiansheng with the knife, so he could only roar incompetently and furiously: "Why you came to the main altar, God knows, the earth knows, You know, I know!”

"Since you know what I'm here to do, why are you blocking me?"

Yang Tiansheng's expression suddenly turned cold, and his right arm reached out like lightning, grabbed his knife-holding hand and squeezed it hard.

Hearing a crisp sound of bones, the sharp sword was immediately released.

Yang Tiansheng accurately caught the falling long knife with his left hand, and with an expressionless expression, he stepped forward and slowly inserted the knife back into the scabbard on his waist: "Knives are used to kill enemies, not to aim at one's own people. Read Since you have been in the main office for a long time and are pampered and ignorant, I won’t argue with you this time. Next time, you can draw the knife with whichever hand you don’t want..."

After saying that, he passed by the purple-faced leader and walked straight into the crowded flag guards: "Brothers, please let me have a way out and don't block us from doing our business."

The Hundreds of Flag Guards held their swords in their hands with slight trembling, but no one dared to actually take the knife out of the scabbard.

They do not lack the courage to defend themselves.

They just don't know how to deal with the situation at hand.

The trembling was not from fear, but from suppressing the urge to draw the knife.

At the right time, a sneer came from behind the Baishi Flag Guard: "Don't you just want to snatch the position of the leader? The leader of the church is here. If you Yang Tiansheng has the guts, just step over my body. !”

The crowd parted, and a young man in white with excellent appearance and extraordinary bearing stood at the end of the steps with a sword in hand, looking down at Yang Tiansheng with a sneer... but his eyes narrowed into a line, full of anger!

Yang Tiansheng raised his head and glanced at him, then suddenly smiled and said: "Competing for the position of leader? Who do you think you are?"

He took a step forward, and his figure brought up an afterimage, crossed several feet of steps, and appeared in front of the young man.

Lu Wuji drew his sword without hesitation, but the sword was only half a foot out of its sheath when Yang Tiansheng forced it back into the scabbard with a palm.

"Lu Wuji, Lu Wuji..."

Yang Tiansheng sighed: "If I were you, I would have found a way to sneak in and stay there, and I would never come out to embarrass Master Yang!"

Lu Wuji blushed and stared at Yang Tiansheng but couldn't utter a single word.

Seeing this, all the general flag guards turned their faces away...

At the right time, a burst of applause came from the front of the Holy Fire Hall in the distance: "Nephew Tiansheng's skills are becoming more and more handsome. The hero has given birth to a good son!"

Yang Potian stood in front of the main hall, smiling and clapping his hands.

Yang Tiansheng raised his head and immediately cupped his fists and raised his hands: "Qingmu Hall Yang Tiansheng, pay your respects to the leader!"

In an instant, the roar of the mountain and the tsunami of greetings echoed through Guangmingding: "Greetings to the leader!"

"Meet the leader..."

Yang Potian waved his sleeves: "Okay, we are all brothers, no need to be polite!"

Yang Tiansheng stood up: "Thank you, Master!"

He walked forward, and a large number of followers poured into the top of the light behind him.

Yang Potian stood on the high steps in front of the Holy Fire Hall, looking at this scene with a smile, seemingly indifferent.

It wasn't until most of the Mingjiao believers who followed Yang Tiansheng had climbed onto Guangmingding that he said: "I already know the purpose of your coming here. We are all children of the Mingjiao, and we are all one family behind closed doors. We might as well just Come on...why do you think you are qualified to take over the position of leader?"

"Return to the Lord..."

Yang Tiansheng thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the east: "I have the hard work!"

Then he took off the sword case and stood by his side, patting the top of the sword case: "I can do martial arts!"

At the end, he turned sideways and raised his hands to the thousands of followers behind him: "Fortunately, I have the trust of all the brothers..."

Thousands of followers saw this and all responded with fists in their hands.

When Yang Potian on the steps saw this, his eyes slowly narrowed into a straight line.

"The good nephew is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men..."

He smiled slightly and said warmly: "However, your temperament is still a little impetuous at the moment, and you are not mature and steady enough. It is not suitable for me to be the successor of the leader of the Ming Cult for the time being. How about you work hard for a few years and then discuss it? I think my body and bones are still strong. It shouldn’t be a problem for Mingjiao to run around for three to five years.”

When Yang Tiansheng heard this, he slowly narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "The leader is joking. To be a leader, don't you just need to be able to give orders? I think everyone of our hundreds of thousands of brothers in the Ming Cult can be a leader. Besides, our Ming Cult family has a great cause. Great, the matter of the sect leader’s succession should be done sooner rather than later, so as to avoid being in a hurry when the matter comes up and ruining the friendship with fellow sect members.”

The jokes he told were not cold, but no one on Guangmingding could laugh.

Yang Potian remained silent for a moment without changing his smile, then nodded slightly and said, "What my nephew said makes sense, but I teach hundreds of thousands of disciples. You said you are qualified to take over the position of leader, and Wuji also said that he is qualified to take over the position of leader. "If there is no constitution, how can hundreds of thousands of disciples be convinced?"

Yang Tiansheng: "It's simple. Whoever wants to be the successor of the leader can just stand up and fight. Someone once said to me: The eyes of the masses are sharp. I also believe that hundreds of thousands of my Mingjiao brothers have an account in their hearts. Who can It’s up to you to decide who is worthy and who is not!”

Yang Potian: "My good nephew should take this matter lightly. If we all have hundreds of thousands of brothers in the Ming Sect and stand up to fight, wouldn't we be fighting until the end of time?"

Yang Tiansheng frowned slightly, cupped his fists and said, "Then from the leader's point of view, what should be the rules for this matter?"

Yang Potian pretended to think for a moment, and then reluctantly said: "How about this? Isn't my nephew very capable of self-control? It just so happens that I, uncle, feel that I am still strong. It's not like my nephew can take the old uncle's three moves. If he continues, If I can't take the three moves, how can I boost the reputation of our Ming Cult in the future? Let's not talk about the successor of the leader!"

Yang Tiansheng smiled... After all, isn't it still a matter of subordinates?

"What if this subordinate is lucky enough to receive the leader's three moves?"

he responded.

"That's just right. My uncle has long felt that our branches of Mingjiao are too messy, and he intends to add the posts of the four Dharma Kings of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder to clean up the branches, rectify the teaching affairs, and at the same time reduce the burden on your father and your father-in-law. It’s really tiring to work day and night for the hundreds of thousands of disciples of my Ming Cult!”

"If you can follow my uncle's three moves today, you will be ranked first among the four Dharma Kings and the first candidate for the next leader of our Ming Cult!"

Yang Potian replied with a warm smile, his words were sincere and his attitude was gentle, as if he was truly a kind elder who only thought about his children and nephews.

However, all the Ming Cult members present who understood what he meant were all impressed by the shamelessness of their leader...

Yang Tiansheng frowned and thought for a long time, and finally nodded heavily, clasped his hands and said: "Then today I would like to ask all the brothers present to bear witness. If I follow the leader's three moves, I will be the next leader of the Ming Cult!"

Among the thousands of Mingjiao who came with him, they all bowed their hands in return, indicating that they were all witnesses today.

The smile on Yang Potian's face became more intense: "It's true that a tiger father has no dog son, and my Ming Cult has a successor!"