The personal security of the beautiful president

Ding Zhe returned to the sect, and his disciples gathered around him again.

They looked eagerly at Ding Zhe and then behind him, but did not find Daoxuan.

"The disciple sees the sect master."

A group of people suddenly knelt down.

"What are you doing?" Ding Zhe asked in surprise.

"Sect Master, the Supreme Elder..."

The leading deacon elder asked gloomily.

"Hey, Elder Daoxuan, when the sect leader went down, he disappeared. The sect leader went through all kinds of hardships and killed countless ferocious beasts, but he still couldn't find him."

After everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads and frowned.

"But don't worry, I will definitely go again. I will never give up if I can't find Elder Daoxuan."

"The righteousness of the sect leader, I admire you greatly!"

Everyone saluted and bowed.

Ding Zhe appeased everyone and returned to his residence.

"Master, the disciples of the Longshan Sect seem to be quite sad that this Daoxuan has been arrested. It seems that he has a good status in the sect. What should the master do?" Jin Maohou asked.

Jin Maohou's words hit the nail on the head, and Ding Zhe naturally understood this truth.

How could his prestige as a foreigner be compared to the deep-rooted Daoxuan?

Besides, Qingyun Mansion is about to face a disaster, so this is the top priority.

"That's right!" Ding Zhe stood up immediately and said: "I'm going to find the ancestor of Longshan Sect and find a way to improve the cultivation level of Longshan Sect's disciples. Only by improving the overall strength of Longshan Sect can we have a chance to save our lives."

"But master, how can the disciples of the Longshan Sect trust the master more? Can the many sect masters at the Demon Eye tell this?" The four-eyed black panther asked: "If it causes panic, it will be bad."

Ding Zhe also understood that what he said made sense, but he had no other choice now.

"Only try it first."

Ding Zhe left the two of them behind and returned to the abyss alone.

Feng Yun Wuji appeared and looked at Ding Zhe with a frown.

"Why are you here again?"

Ding Zhe clasped his fists and told him what he was encountering.

Feng Yun Wuji snorted coldly, then slowly shook his head.

He took out a broken piece of bamboo from his arms and handed it to Ding Zhe.

"Senior, this is... Longshanmen's token?"

"You may have some discernment, but this is not an ordinary bamboo. If you blow it, the sound of dragon roar will appear in the entire Longshan Gate. This will be enough to prove everything we have against you!"

"Thank you, senior!" Ding Zhe said with cupped hands: "I have one more thing, junior. Can you teach Longshan Sect's skills to me so that I can teach them to Longshan Sect's disciples? In this way, the overall strength of Longshan Sect will be improved to a higher level. , it’s better to be prepared when facing the catastrophe in the future.”

Feng Yun Wuji nodded slowly.

"It's still as thoughtful as you think."

Immediately, he pointed at Ding Zhe's eyebrows.

A piece of obscure information appeared in Ding Zhe's consciousness, and it took him a long time to digest it.

"Sure enough, it is an exquisite technique. The Longshan Sect will definitely prosper!"

After that, Ding Zhe left happily.

A general meeting of the sect was held at Longshan Gate.

Ding Zhe was sitting on a high platform, with two fierce beasts protecting him on his left and right.

Under the stage, all the disciples of Longshan Sect were present.

"See the sect master. The sect master is famous all over the world and is immortal!"

All the disciples knelt down and worshiped.

"Get up."

Ding Zhe raised one hand and everyone stood up.

Then, he took out the half of the bamboo flute from his arms, put it in his mouth and played it.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with dark clouds, and a roar of dragons suddenly resounded across the sky.

Everyone hurriedly looked up, but saw nothing.

However, some people reacted and knelt before Ding Zhe again.

"Congratulations to the sect master for getting the sect leader's token, the sect master is mighty!"

At this time, everyone reacted and knelt down again.

"The master is mighty!"

Ding Zhe was overjoyed. With this half of the bamboo flute, he could secure his position as the sect leader.

At least until Daoxuan returns, no one can shake his position in Longshanmen.

However, can Daoxuan really come back?

The answer is yes.

No!

"Nowadays, our Longshan Sect can only be regarded as a second-rate sect among these thousands of mountains. There is another important news that our sect leader got from the abyss, that is, in a thousand years, Qingyun Mansion will become The territory of the demons!”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

All the disciples looked at Ding Zhe in disbelief and started discussing at the same time.

Ding Zhe did not stop everyone, but sat in his seat and looked down.

He was very satisfied with the reactions and expressions of his disciples.

Only when these disciples sense the sense of crisis will he have a better chance of completely mastering Longshan Sect.

It's not that he has evil intentions, but since he agreed to help Longshanmen regain its strength and promised Long Qingshan to do his best to defend Qingyun Mansion, he must have a strong team.

After all the disciples had finished talking, Ding Zhe spoke again.

"My sect master obtained the Longshan Sect's cultivation technique from the abyss. After my sect master's research, I found that this technique is really mysterious."

Everyone below looked at each other again.

"This sect leader knows that many disciples in Longshan Sect have practiced this technique, but this sect leader has different opinions on this technique. From tomorrow on, all disciples in the sect will have to practice it all over again. , only when our strength improves can we protect the sect and Qingyun Mansion."

Ding Zhe's speech was impassioned, and the disciples below heard it with excitement.

This mobilization meeting was undoubtedly a success, and Ding Zhe was very pleased.

Those former followers of Daoxuan all shook their heads and sighed after hearing Ding Zhe's words.

But at the same time, they also deeply admired Ding Zhe.

Including Golden Hair Roar and Four-Eyed Black Panther, they started practicing with Ding Zhe from early the next morning.

Ding Zhe suddenly discovered that when everyone gathered together to practice, the speed was extremely fast.

He once practiced alone, and his progress was very slow.

But having so many people gathered in one place had unexpected effects, which he had not expected.

On the third day, some outer disciples came to report.

"Sect Master, many monks have gathered outside the mountain gate, requesting to enter the sect for a visit."

"Oh? There is such a thing?"

Ding Zhe stood up and came to the disciple's side.

"Let's go and take a look with our master."

Following his disciples to the outside of the mountain gate, Ding Zhe saw a large group of people gathered here.

Among these people, there were those who had watched Ding Zhe become the sect leader, so they came forward to ask.

"Sect Master, a few days ago, we heard the roar of dragons coming from above your sect. Therefore, we are very curious and want to enter your sect to have a look. I wonder if sect master can do it conveniently?"

This was said politely, but the meaning behind the words could not be questioned. It was clearly an order to Ding Zhe.

"Oh? Haha, this fellow Taoist is joking." Ding Zhe smiled and said: "Yes, a few days ago, the sound of dragon roars did come from here, but this is beyond our control at Longshan Sect."

"What does the sect master mean by this?" The man asked again, "Is it because he doesn't want to give Wan Qian Dashan face?"

"No, no, no." Ding Zhe shook his head and said, "That dragon's roar has nothing to do with our sect. It must be some great spirit that passed by and deliberately intimidated my Longshan sect."

"You fart!"