Chronicles of Celestial Origins

The Xuande Hall is solemn and solemn. In the hall, many disciples are standing with their hands hanging down below. Luo Qingshui is sitting on the main seat above, and Tang Ning is sitting on his left side.

It was the end of the month, and it was the election period for the director of Xuande Palace. All the managers from the five departments under Xuande Palace gathered here to select the new palace master. In fact, this was just an inauguration ceremony, because except for Tang Ning, There is no second choice for them.

Originally, Tong Quan'an should be responsible for presiding over the selection of the director of the new Xuande Hall, but his physical condition is really poor. I heard that in the past few days, his spiritual power could not be suppressed and his spiritual power leaked out. Under such circumstances, it is naturally inappropriate to preside over the election. Something happened, so Luo Qingshui was asked to take his place.

Disciples from various departments outside the hall entered one after another, bowed to Luo Qingshui and then retreated into the crowd.

Around Chen time, when all the disciples arrived, Luo Qingshui said: "Junior Brother Tong was unable to preside over the selection of the head of the Xuande Hall due to his own reasons. The only person who participated in the election was Tang Ning, the manager of the Yuanyi Hall. Now I It is announced that the election for the director of Xuande Palace will begin now.”

As soon as he finished speaking, two disciples beside him took a stack of papers and distributed them to everyone below. Everyone wrote down the candidates and put them in the wooden box. After reading, Luo Qingshui officially announced that Tang Ning was elected as the head of Xuande Hall.

After the election, all the disciples filed out, leaving only Luo Qingshui and Tang Ning in the hall.

Luo Qingshui said: "The punishment for the disciples of the Xuande Palace, but in this sect's situation, there are not many disciples, and there are even fewer outstanding disciples, so the punishment has always been lenient. If we completely follow the sect's laws Well, not many people are clean. You should know this, so I won’t go into details. In short, you have to have a certain degree of control in everything.”

"I understand." Tangning nodded.

"I heard that you have allocated a lot of spiritual stones to one of your subordinate intelligence stations over the years. Why?" Luo Qingshui asked.

"There is an Elder Jindan in the Blood Bone Sect, named Iron Painted Bones. This person has a deep hatred for me. My hometown was originally a small village in South China called Tangliucun. Two hundred years ago, my whole family was massacred overnight."

"I was young at the time, and I was lucky enough to escape. After being homeless and traveling around, I luckily joined the sect."

"The hatred between my parents is irreconcilable. I never knew who the murderer was until decades ago, and I found out by chance that it was him. However, given his profound strength, no corresponding measures were taken."

"It wasn't until I was lucky enough to enter the Golden Core that I started planning this matter. Since the Blood and Bone Sect is within the territory of Wu State, we didn't have enough penetration into them."

"So I summoned the head of the Nighthawk Intelligence Station under the Intelligence Department and asked him to infiltrate the Blood Bone Sect and place a flag to lurk around Tie Huagu. Therefore, I specially ordered the Palm Print Department of Yuan Yidian to allocate some spirit stone subsidies to their intelligence station." Tangning didn't hide anything and told the truth.

Luo Qingshui nodded: "I see, since that Iron Painted Bone is the Golden Core Elder of the Blood and Bone Sect, why did he travel thousands of miles to South China to slaughter a small village?"

"He was just a foundation-building monk at that time. As for why he slaughtered this village, this is something I have always puzzled over."

Luo Qingshui asked: "How are things going now?"

"A spy has been sent to lurk around his disciple, and relevant information will be sent every month."

Luo Qingshui said: "When you have time, go visit Junior Brother Tong and hand over the affairs."

"clear."

Luo Qingshui said no more, stood up and left.

Tang Ning also left the main hall one after another, and the escaping light rose up. After a short while, they arrived at Tong Quan'an's cave. With a wave of his hand, the talisman disappeared into the room.

Soon, the thick fog rolled, and a ray of light flashed out, revealing the figure of a man with a fair complexion and slightly white temples. It was Tong Quan's disciple Xu Zilong, the current deacon of the town government.

He bowed and saluted: "Disciple pays homage to Master. Master invites Master to come in."

Tangning followed him into the inner room and arrived at Tong Quanan's main room. After bowing, he sat opposite him. Xu Zilong quietly exited, and with a loud bang, the stone door closed.

Tong Quan'an looked even older than when he was last month, his face was full of wrinkles, his whole person was lifeless, and he was about to die.

The spiritual power on his body is extremely unstable, and the insects within a few feet around him are filled with spiritual energy in his body, and it seems that it will burst out of control at any time.

When one's cultivation reaches the realm of golden elixir, the spiritual power in the body is very huge. If it is not controlled, it will pour out like a tidal wave. Its power is enough to break mountains and crack rocks. If one's cultivation is not deep, if he is suddenly hit by such a huge spiritual power, his body will If you can't bear it, you will either die or be injured.

Therefore, the entire mountain peak where his cave is located is under martial law and Qi refining disciples are not allowed to enter, in order to prevent accidental injuries from the spiritual power he pours out. Only his disciple Xu Zilong is usually there to take care of him.

With Tang Ning's current level of cultivation, there was no need to worry about her spiritual power leaking out. The two of them chatted in the room for three or four hours before he got up and left.

Xu Zilong had been waiting outside the house. When he saw Tang Ning coming out, he sent him outside the cave and said, "This disciple wants to hold a banquet in the mansion and invite some of his fellow apprentices from Xuande Hall to come and have a banquet to celebrate our uncle's success in selecting the master of this hall. I wonder if Uncle Master can reward me?"

Tang Ning said: "In that case, it's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. Let's do it today!"

"Okay, disciple, go back and prepare immediately. Congratulations to Master Uncle on your arrival." Xu Zilong said.

Tangning nodded and the light flew up.

The so-called banquet and congratulations are actually just a name. As Tong Quan'an's disciple, Xu Zilong naturally represents Tong Quan'an, and the people he entertains must also be Tong Quan'an's close disciples.

The actual significance of this banquet is actually equivalent to paying homage to the mountain, that is, Tong Quan'an's old troops will join Tang Ning in the future and follow his lead.

There is no need to explain this kind of thing explicitly, both parties know it well, and Luo Qingshui had this intention behind letting him visit Tong Quan'an.

Tong Quan'an's life is approaching and he is about to die. His former close disciples must find another supporter! Tang Ning is naturally the best candidate because they all belong to Luo Qingshui's family, and now he is the master of Xuande Hall. As their immediate boss, who else can they turn to if not him.

Although Tang Ning was promoted to the title of Master of the Xuande Hall, his foundation in the Xuande Hall was shallow and he did not have a single confidant. He would always need people below him to do things for him, whether openly or covertly.

If everyone is alienated from him, obeys and disobeys his orders, and asks him to do everything personally, it means that he will not be able to be the master of Xuande Hall for long.

Therefore, he must accept Tong Quan'an's old department as his foundation in Xuande Hall, otherwise he may not be able to secure this position.

The two parties were mutually beneficial, and the two parties had already had contact and cooperation before. At that time, Tang Ning decided to participate in the selection of the head of Xuande Palace. She visited Tong Quan'an and received his support. At that time, Xu Zilong summoned his confidants to his mansion. Have a banquet.

It was precisely because of the support of Tong Quan'an and Luo Qingshui that the others did not participate in this selection. This was because they all knew that Tang Ning had a chance to win, so there was no need to humiliate herself.

Not to mention others, Jiang Yuhuan, who is also a high-level steward of the sect, did not participate in the election. You must know that the income of the master of the three halls is more than twice that of the steward. No matter how talented he is in cultivation, he will not be able to participate in the election. There is also a lack of spiritual stone pills.

Without financial resources, his qualifications and talents are just an empty shell. And since he did not participate in this election, others will not compete.

There are more than thirty stewards in Xuande Palace. Eighty percent of Luo Qingshui and Tong Quan'an's confidants, old ministries and subordinates are all following their orders. In other words, whoever they want to take over the position will be Take over this position.

Tang Ning returned to the cave and opened the stone door. The woman in front of the vine tree opened her eyes and said dissatisfied: "Xiao Ningzi, why did you go? You haven't come back for so long."

"Didn't I give you something to eat?"

"I asked you what you were doing. Did you eat something good outside?"

Tang Ning sat cross-legged on the futon and said, "I'm going out to do something, Zhan Xian, you see..."

"It's nine heavens and ten earths, six regions and eight wastelands, five continents and four seas. I am the only one who respects Master Zhanxian." The woman interrupted.

Tangning followed her wishes and called out her full name before asking, "Now that you can leave this vine tree and live outside for a long time, can you return this vine tree to me?"

"No, this is my home." The woman said immediately.

"I'll give you a hundred pills in exchange."

"no."

Tang Ning was helpless. He wanted to study this vine carefully. It was able to grow to such an extent in just a few decades. There must be something mysterious in it.

He didn't pay much attention to it before. It wasn't until the woman appeared that he guessed that the Xuanteng might be a treasure. Unfortunately, ever since the woman appeared, she had been occupying the Xuanteng and he was not allowed to take it back.

"Do you recognize this vine tree? Do you know its origin?" Tang Ning asked.

"I don't know him, but I live very comfortably in there, so don't try to take advantage of it." The woman warned.

Tang Ning then stopped asking.

At night, in the splendid and luxuriously decorated room of Xu Zilong's Cave Mansion, several men were smiling and chatting. About one o'clock in the morning, the stone door opened with a bang, and a man walked in quickly, walked to Xu Zilong's side and whispered: "Uncle Master, Master Tang is here."

When Xu Zilong heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "Brothers, I will go and come back."

After saying that, he left his seat and left the room. Everyone looked at each other and sat upright. The room fell into silence for a while, and you could hear a pin drop.

Not long after, there was only a "click" sound, the stone door opened, and a handsome man with a smile walked in from the outside slowly and slowly, Xu Zilong followed closely behind him.

Everyone stood up with a roar, bowed and saluted, "Disciple pays homage to Master."