Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

After all, you can't waste resources to train an ungrateful person.

So all the tens of thousands of core disciples looked at Zixiao with a burning look on their faces.

"Palace Master?"

Zixiao was a little confused. Aren't the others called Palace Masters? Why was he the only one called Palace Master?

"Junior brother."

Sister Lu, who was standing by, heard Zixiao's murmur, smiled knowingly, and quickly explained: "This hall master is completely different from the palace master. Wasn't your palace called Taiji Hall before?"

"That was the magic weapon passed down to our senior brother by the previous Saint Lord."

"You should have known that the magic weapon can change its appearance at will. A palace of the holy level is a very rare thing."

"So, anyone who can live in it will be called a hall master."

"The hall master is second only to the Saint Lord in my Yaoguang Holy Land, and in a sense, he is on the same level as the Saint Lord."

After hearing Sister Lu's explanation, Zixiao was confused.

He was on the same level as the Saint Lord of Yaoguang Holy Land right away?

Wasn't he named the Son of God? Zixiao was still very confident in his own strength. He thought he would become the Son of God, but he didn't expect to be a hall master directly.

"This is not good..." Zixiao smiled bitterly.

Are you so high-profile right after arriving at Yaoguang Holy Land? You know, the higher you are praised, the harder you will fall.

"What's wrong with this!"

After hearing Zixiao's words, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang turned around and said solemnly: "Junior brother, you must understand that under normal circumstances, I feel that it is unfair to give you the position of Holy Son for a peerless genius like you."

"Besides, you have already become a disciple of the Supreme Elder. As the elder of those disciples, it is a bit strange to be named Holy Son."

"Since you call me your senior brother, we are a family. Let alone a hall master, even if you want the position of Holy Lord, I can immediately abdicate and let you take over!"

"..."

Zixiao didn't know what to say. He even felt that his script had changed since he came to this Yaoguang Holy Land.

This must be the wrong script!

The villain doesn't look like a villain, and the son of destiny doesn't look like a son of destiny. After all, he got such an honor without any setbacks. It can be said that he was too smooth.

And he was named the hall master, and there were some arrogant core disciples below him. Didn't any of them question it? !

It would be fine if they didn't question it, but what does that burning look in their eyes mean?

"That's it!"

The beautiful Taoist nun, Zixiao's second sister, said to the Holy Lord with contempt again: "What? Do you want your junior brother to die of exhaustion? The position of the Holy Lord was passed down to you by the master, so you just take it honestly, and be careful that Uncle Piaomiao will come out and beat you!"

"Isn't this just an analogy for my junior brother..."

As if thinking of Piaomiao's iron fist, the Holy Lord Yaoguang scratched his head in dismay.

In the hall, Zuo Yuanfei, who was standing at the front, took a step forward, clenched his fists, and shouted with spiritual power: "Greetings to the Lord of Lingxiao Palace!"

All the core disciples reacted and also said respectfully: "Greetings to the Lord of Lingxiao Palace!!!"

The voice was so loud that the formation in the hall began to fluctuate.

Seeing everyone respectfully clasping their fists to congratulate him, Zixiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward, saying softly: "Thank you all."

Then he waved his sleeves.

The spiritual power turned into a gentle breeze and helped all the disciples who saluted up.

The eyes of tens of thousands of core disciples looking at Zixiao became even hotter.

At the same time, tens of thousands of forces were divided to help them up. This is not something that can be done casually. The general distraction period probably does not have such a huge spiritual power to support it.

The Holy Lord Yaoguang and a group of palace masters also looked at Zixiao with admiration.

Only Zixiao himself could not help but feel regretful.

If he wanted them to stand up and say something, why did he pretend so much? This time, most of his spiritual power was drained out.

You know, he had just broken through the fusion realm, and his cultivation was not stable. After using it like this, he almost fell to the ground.

But now he has pretended, so he can only continue to pretend.

"Junior brother, this is your token."

Yaoguang Saint Lord took out a token from his Qiankun Ring and handed it to Zixiao.

"With this token, you can do whatever you want in my Yaoguang Holy Land.

You can enter and exit the forbidden area and the place where the ancestors rest. They also want to see you. "

"Thank you, senior brother."

Zi Xiao took the token and felt more and more weird.

Isn't this Yaoguang Holy Land too good to him?

On the first day of joining, not only was he given the position of hall master, but he was also allowed to do whatever he wanted in the sect.

Is it really a pie in the sky? Or is it that the damn heaven is in a good mood, so it gave him some sweetness?

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been dazzled by this successive luck, but Zi Xiao still kept a clear and calm mind.

Instead, he was thinking about whether there was any problem here.

Seeing Zi Xiao's face, Yaoguang Holy Lord nodded again with satisfaction. head.

In order to achieve immortality, in addition to cultivation and talent, the most important thing is to have a strong mind. Otherwise, even if you have an invincible talent, you will end up with nothing but a handful of dirt.

Those who have achieved the Tao are all people with great perseverance and tenacity.

I have never heard of a person with a frivolous character being able to achieve the Tao.

And Zixiao, who is only 29 years old, has such a state of mind. He is indeed a real evildoer.

The Supreme Elder has picked up a treasure this time.

The Holy Lord Yaoguang sighed in his heart.

"By the way, Junior Brother, today is a rare day. You should preach to the disciples." Senior Sister Lu suddenly said.

This sentence made the other palace masters' eyes light up.

Yes! To put it bluntly, today is to introduce Zixiao's identity to the disciples and then to rectify his name.

With Zixiao's strength, just preaching can benefit these disciples a lot.

At that time, Zixiao will definitely win the hearts of these disciples.

"Preach? "

Zixiao pointed at himself, meaning to ask Saint Yaoguang to let him preach?

"Yes!"

Saint Yaoguang nodded heavily. He felt that this proposal was simply too good to let these disciples know how Zixiao, a genius, understood the word Tao. It was simply perfect.

"This... Senior Brother, I won't show off my skills in front of you senior brothers and sisters. In fact, I don't know much about Tao. "Zixiao smiled bitterly.

He really didn't lie. As a villain, he would never be favored by the heaven.

In this case, cultivating immortals was entirely due to chance. He broke through while cultivating. Whether it was the original demon body or the ancient double pupil, they were both extremely powerful and had the potential to become an emperor.

So there was really no need to worry about cultivation.

Plus the Burial Heaven Skill! It was completely the existence of the Heaven-stealing Luck, which led to Zixiao's strength improvement compared to ordinary peers, it was like riding a rocket.

But the Holy Lord Yaoguang didn't think so.