I just planted a demon on the saint, how can I become a villain?

Holy Land in the beginning.

Summit.

The majestic hall is located on the top of the peak. Although there are only three floors, it occupies a large area. Each floor is more than ten meters high. It is hidden in the clouds and mist, like a fairy pavilion in the sky.

Mu Qingyin landed in front of the hall with light feet and a light body.

Entering the gate tower, you can see carved beams and painted buildings, painted gold thread, shining brightly, like a heavenly palace.

The elders of the peak masters of the major peaks have already arrived here, sitting quietly on the chairs, closing their eyes and meditating.

There was an oppressive atmosphere in the hall, Mu Qingyin lowered her eyes slightly, she sat down silently at a position quite close to the main seat without saying a word.

General disciples are unable to participate in meetings of this level, but Mu Qingyin's status is aloof, she is a saintess, so she has the right to participate, and even the weight of her words is more authoritative than that of ordinary elders.

To put it bluntly, the saint is the candidate for the next head.

Just as Mu Qingyin sat down, her heart suddenly moved.

An indescribable but real coercion emerged in the hall.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of fragrant wind hit, and there seemed to be a faint scent of wine in it.

Mu Qingyin raised her bright eyes slightly, and looked at the head of the hall.

I saw a woman in a blue robe appearing carelessly on the main seat, holding a huge wine gourd on her long, crystal-clear and translucent jade fingers, which seemed extremely incongruous.

The long hair is scattered, and the blush snowy face is delicate and lustrous, like a beautiful jade. The plump jade rabbit is like a full moon, undulating with the breath. A plain silk ribbon is just right to tie the slender willow waist, which is slender and graceful. .

The eyes are like apricots, and the long eyelashes are snowing. Although no makeup is applied, it can't hide the touching fairy face.

"See Sect Master."

All the elders got up one after another, saluted together, and said respectfully.

Shangguan Wanqing leaned on the seat, first rubbed her sleepy eyes, then patted her small mouth and yawned without image, and said lazily, "Sit."

The many elders were obviously used to the behavior of their own head, the Holy Master, and none of them were surprised or surprised. They sat down after hearing the order.

Then there was no sound...

After everyone sat down, Shangguan Wanqing fell silent, everyone stared wide-eyed, and the hall fell into a strange silence.

"Master." Mu Qingyin called softly from the side as a reminder.

Shangguan Wan blinked her beautiful eyes, scratched her hair, and said in a daze, "What are we going to discuss?"

All the elders: "......"

Mu Qingyin: "..."

Seeing the scene seemed a little awkward, an old man in a gray robe coughed lightly and said:

"Reporting to the head, this meeting is to discuss the specific matters of the Holy Land Grand Competition, how to allocate practice resources after the Grand Competition is over, and the follow-up work after the establishment of the Holy Son."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" Shangguan Wan's green eyes lit up, and she praised: "As expected of the Great Elder, at such an age, he can still remember things so clearly and clearly."

The gray-robed old man's eyes twitched.

He really didn't know whether these words were complimenting him or hurting him...

The other elders did not look sideways, feeling sorry for the Great Elder for three seconds.

Shangguan Wanqing adjusted her sitting posture, leaned forward slightly, her phoenix eyes glowed, and said: "Although this time the Holy Land Competition is special, it is fine to hold it as in previous years. In the end, it is enough to choose No.1 as the holy son. I believe that everyone should have no objection."

Many elders nodded.

They really have no objection to this point. Being able to get No.1 shows that the talent and character are still passable, and they can be the holy son.

What they care about is how resources are allocated.

There are hundreds of peaks in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, and there is a competitive relationship between each peak. There are only so many cultivation resources in total, and it is impossible to achieve an equal distribution.

Then at this time, it is natural that the disciples have stronger comprehensive strength and the peaks with greater development potential can obtain more resources.

The Holy Land Grand Competition is the best judge for allocating resources.

Every mountain has representative disciples to participate, and getting good results means that they can get better cultivation in the Holy Land.

Then the status of the mountains to which these outstanding disciples belong will also rise accordingly, and they will get more benefits.

It has become the practice of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning to reshuffle the cards every ten years and reallocate resources.

Shangguan Wanqing glanced casually, seeing everyone's eyes staring at her, she understood clearly, and said lightly:

"As for the allocation of resources, it should be the same as in previous years? What is there to discuss?"

"There is also the follow-up work after the selection of the Holy Son, which is also the same as in previous years. Don't you want to do something else?"

"Well, that's it, that's it. The meeting is over. I'll go back and catch up on sleep."

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Wanqing stretched her waist, pouted her small mouth, and gracefully raised the wine gourd in her hand, and took a big sip of the fragrant spirit wine.

To sum up, this meeting is just five words.

Same as previous years.

Simple and clear, easy to understand.

Shangguan Wanqing almost wanted to praise her efficiency and wit.

Is it that complicated to manage the sect?

Isn't it easy~

The other elders and peak masters all have black threads.

Co-authoring this meeting is the same as not having it?

It's all the same as in previous years, so what are they doing here?

Are you full?

"Master, I think the allocation of resources for this year needs to be changed."

At this time, a middle-aged man in a black robe stood up and looked at Shangguan Wanqing, speaking with a serious face.