I have a little bit of talent

When Zhou Tong saw Zhang Xingquan acting like this, he looked down on him even more in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face and just patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry. This is not unsolvable. I have a plan. If it works, it will definitely help Brother Zhang take the position of leader of the Fiery Flame Sect. Not to mention that Mo Yidao will no longer be an obstacle, even Situ Feng will be helpless!

"But this plan may damage Brother Zhang's reputation. I'm afraid Brother Zhang won't agree."

"Brother Zhou, please feel free to speak. I have come to this point. As long as I can achieve what I want, fame is not a necessary thing!"

Zhang Xingquan's eyes were red. At this moment, he no longer cared about anything else and just followed Zhou Tong's instructions.

Seeing this, Ye Wangyu moved his lips a few times as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what he was thinking about and didn't say anything.

Now that the real purpose has been revealed, he also wants to know what Zhou Tong's purpose is and what methods he has to help Zhang Xingquan break out of the impasse.

Seeing Zhang Xingquan's expectant eyes, Zhou Tong smiled brightly.

"Since Brother Zhang doesn't care about damaging his reputation, then I'll tell you."

Now that the fish has been hooked, Zhou Tong no longer cares and starts to talk about his plan.

The Qi barrier outside the courtyard was circulating a little faster, completely blocking the voices of the people.

As Zhou Tong spoke, Zhang Xingquan's expression changed several times, from anticipation to reluctance, and then to hesitation and worry.

After Zhou Tong finished speaking, Zhang Xingquan's eyes flashed with fire, and his expression became cold, as if he had made up his mind.

Ye Wangyu looked at the two of them with a playful expression, but he was a little wary of Zhou Tong.

…………

On July 20th, the 23rd year of Changlong in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the weather was fine.

This day was the opening ceremony of the Yizhou Liehuo Sect, which was held every five years, and the day for recruiting new disciples.

At this time, many disciples of the Liehuo Sect and disciples of other sects who came to watch the ceremony had gathered around the square halfway up Yunding Mountain.

Although it is opening the sect to accept new disciples, in fact, the new disciples have already been accepted before. This is just a formality for other sects to witness.

Under the giant flaming cauldron in the center of the square, a group of preparatory disciples, about fifteen or sixteen years old, all wearing the standard uniforms of the Fiery Flame Sect, lined up neatly.

The person facing them was Situ Feng, the great elder of the Liehuo Sect. Apparently, he would be the one presiding over the opening ceremony.

As for the leader of the Liehuo Sect, Lou Yi, he has not shown up yet and should still be in seclusion.

In the entire square, except for the south side which was the passage leading up the mountain, the other three sides were filled with people watching the ceremony.

The east and west sides were filled with disciples of the Fiery Flame Sect, led by Zhang Xingquan and Boss Mo.

To the north were disciples from other sects who had come to watch the ceremony. Fang Mu was among them. On his left were Tong Qianjun and Chen Qingfeng, and on his right were four people from the Sword Sect.

Fang Mu had been in the Liehuo Sect for several days. In the beginning, he was quite interested and traveled around the entire Yunding Mountain with a few friends. He also went to the surrounding villages and towns to play for two days.

The Liehuo Sect is worthy of being the most powerful sect in Yizhou. The villages and towns under its jurisdiction are all well governed, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

However, there are many mountains in Yizhou, and transportation is inconvenient. There is nothing interesting to do in these villages and towns. You can only look at the scenery and experience the local customs. After a long time, it is inevitable that you will get bored.

If it weren't for the excitement of the opening ceremony, Fang Mu would have left long ago.

"what?"

Waiting was really boring. Fang Mu yawned and was about to talk to Tong Qianjun, but he felt a pair of eyes sweeping over him.

Fang Mu's perception was so sharp that even though the gaze stayed on him for a very short time, he felt a deep malice. When he tried to check, there was no trace of it.

"interesting,"

This person is definitely not simple since he can hide himself in front of Fang Mu, who has already achieved great spiritual perfection. Fang Mu became a little concerned.

Although no one knew who was spying on them, it could be any of the outer sect disciples who were watching the ceremony.

"Brother Zhao, what's so interesting? I hate this kind of scene the most. If Brother Mo hadn't invited me, I would have left long ago."

Tong Qianjun, who was standing aside, was also very bored. When he heard Fang Mu talking, he was speechless.

Is there anyone who likes such a boring thing?

"Brother Tong is from the Wansheng Sect, so he must have seen many scenes like this. Although my Iron Fist Sect is also a large sect, we don't have many disciples, so it's rare to see such a scene, so it's naturally interesting."

Tong Qianjun had no idea that someone was secretly spying on him, and Fang Mu didn't know how to explain it, so he could only find a random excuse to fool him.

"That's right. The Iron Fist Sect never makes a big fuss when recruiting disciples." Tong Qianjun nodded, agreeing with Fang Mu's explanation.

Fang Mu smiled as he looked at the prospective disciples of the Liehuo Sect, but his soul was already silently alert. If that person dared to spy again, his identity would be confirmed.

Zhou Tong, who was on the north side of the square, dozens of meters away from Fang Mu, was sweating all over his face and his heart was beating faster.

Just now he swept his eyes over Fang Mu and his group at an extremely fast speed, thinking that they were hiding very well. However, if he had not been alert, he would have been discovered by Fang Mu. He could not help but be horrified.

"Brother Zhou, you'd better be careful. Zhao Ming was able to wipe out the Shennian Sect, and his cultivation is far superior to ours. You'd better not spy on him easily."

Ye Wangyu, who was standing by, saw Zhou Tong’s face covered in cold sweat and vaguely guessed what he might have done just now, so he spoke to remind him.

After all, the Liehuo Sect was one of the largest sects in Yizhou, and many sects were invited to attend the opening ceremony. As a result, there were many people from other sects watching the ceremony on the north side of the square, and the scene was quite noisy. Ye Wangyu was not worried about being heard by others.

"Thank you for your reminder, Brother Ye. I understand."

Zhou Tong also replied:

He didn't expect that Fang Mu would notice him secretly checking in this noisy environment out of curiosity, and he almost exposed himself. He regretted his action in his heart.

"This Zhao Ming is too powerful. I'd better be careful. Fortunately, there won't be any more of him after today!"

Zhou Tong was shocked and jealous of Fang Mu's age and level of cultivation, but at the same time he was thinking about what to do next, and his heart calmed down.

Ye Wangyu frowned and closed his eyes in deep thought, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

In fact, as a Taoist disciple of the Taoist holy land, Ye Wangyu has a very high status and position, and he should have stopped the two from doing this.

But after all, they were friends for many years, so Zhou Tong told him his plan without hesitation. This matter would not harm him, and Zhang Xingquan agreed, so it was not easy for him to stop him or tell others.

Moreover, he knew that Zhao Ming from the Iron Fist Sect had achieved such an accomplishment at such a young age, so he felt a little jealous and was happy to see him suffer misfortune.

It is said that Taoists are detached from the world and are not moved by external things. That means they have not encountered anything that they care about.

Ye Wangyu, a disciple of the holy land of Taoism, was obviously not angry at the other party and had lost his calm state of mind.

As for Zhang Xingquan, who was standing on the east side of the square with a group of disciples from the Liehuo Sect, his eyes were gleaming with fire, and he was secretly looking forward to the start of the ceremony.

During these few days, he and Zhou Tong did something unknown to the public, even Ye Wangyu didn't know about it.

At this point, he could no longer turn back. He was completely tied to Zhou Tong. They would suffer together and prosper together.

As time passed by, the ceremony had not yet begun and Fang Mu was almost falling asleep while standing.

At this time, a clear voice came from the air.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. I am late. Please forgive me for being late."

Fang Mu was no longer sleepy this time. He looked up and saw a figure falling from the sky and landing lightly next to Situ Feng.

"See the sect master!"

"Meet Sect Master Lou."

……

When the people in the field saw this person appear, they all bowed to him.

This man had a slender figure, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He looked surprisingly young, and seemed to be a few years younger than Boss Mo. He was dressed in black and had an aura of majesty without even being angry.

Judging from the reactions and addresses of the people present, this person is actually Lou Yi, the leader of the Liehuo Sect who has been in seclusion for many days!

He actually broke through the barriers and came to participate in the opening ceremony.