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

Shangguan Wanqing didn't seem to hear, she sipped her wine on her own.

The middle-aged man in black robe cupped his hands and continued:

"Master, the real Baihu of Misty Peak is not in the hall today, so I'll just say something straight. Misty Peak has not accepted disciples for many years, and she is the only one on the entire peak. Does this mean that she cannot participate in the quota of resource allocation?"

Shangguan Wan Qingtan moved her mouth slightly, and tapped her head lightly: "Without disciples participating in the peak of the holy land competition, naturally there will be no resources to tilt."

The black-robed man seemed to have expected this answer for a long time, and his expression was not surprised, but he continued to speak with a serious face:

"But Piaomiao Peak is one of the peaks with the most aura in my Holy Land of Absolute Beginning. There are no disciples under Master Baihu's sect. I think it should be handed over to other peaks so that the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning can be better developed."

After the man in black robe finished speaking, an old man with long gray beard also said slowly:

"Elder Diao is right. The current situation in Zhongzhou is in turmoil. There are demon sects with ulterior motives and monster clans who are eyeing them. My Holy Land of Absolute Beginning should gather all resources to train disciples to prepare for the catastrophe in the future."

Once this topic was opened, many elders began to discuss it worriedly.

"Everyone, don't forget that the Buddhist sect in Ximo has always wanted to lay a foundation in Zhongzhou. Those old bald donkeys seemed to have been holding back, but in fact they have already recruited disciples secretly and spread their faith."

"The holy lands of the major sects in the Eastern Region of Zhongzhou are also developing rapidly, and the consumption of resources is getting faster and faster. Zhongzhou is no longer a place rich in elixir treasures."

"Our Holy Land of Absolute Beginning has not received any talented disciples for many years. If we continue like this, we will definitely be left far behind by other Holy Land sects, and we will live up to the name of the Holy Land!"

"Oh...it's hard!"

Many elders sighed and shook their heads again and again.

The black-robed man was overjoyed when he saw this, but he still maintained a dignified look on the surface. He took this opportunity and said again:

"I propose that Piao Miao Peak can be used as one of the resources of this holy land competition, and be allocated to the top three peaks to develop as a branch."

In a few words, he had already planned the future of Misty Peak.

It seems that it is a foregone conclusion that Master Baihu will give up Misty Peak.

Shangguan Wanqing's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled into an imperceptible arc.

It was waiting here.

I'm afraid the main purpose of today's meeting is for this.

It's true that the current situation is turbulent, but it's not as serious as they say.

But Diao Teng's words are reasonable.

Master Baihu has no disciples, but monopolizes a mountain with the best aura, which is really unreasonable.

It seems that my favoritism towards Mu Lengyan has caused dissatisfaction among these elders.

Diao Teng is even more jealous of Misty Peak's aura, so he wants to take this opportunity to carve up the ownership of Misty Peak.

But even though what he said is true, Master Baihu is his own junior sister, and he doesn't favor her or anyone else.

Shangguan Wanqing raised her eyebrows, her white and delicate neck rolled slightly, and swallowed the last sip of spirit wine in the wine gourd.

Afterwards, the eyes drawn by ink and wash glanced at the elders, and said lightly:

"All done?"

"I will tell Master Baihu about this matter. If she hasn't found a disciple before the Holy Land Competition, I will personally come forward and ask her to give up Misty Peak."

Finding a disciple is also a disciple, right?

Anyway, these elders didn't say how many disciples they wanted to find.

The man in black robe was stunned, as if he didn't expect the sect leader to suddenly become so talkative.

But before he could think about it, Shangguan Wanqing rolled up her sleeves and her figure disappeared.

Only the empty wine gourd was left behind, and a faint lingering sound echoed in the hall.

"The meeting is over, let's leave. Qingyin, go and make a pot of wine for the teacher."

The elders looked at each other, but they could only shake their heads helplessly.

Now that the head has said so, what else can they do, is it possible to continue to forcibly persecute?

Even if they are not courting death.

Don't look at Shangguan Wanqing's unreliable appearance, but her cultivation is at the peak of the Dao Enlightenment Realm, and she is only one step away from entering the tribulation stage.

Any one of them can be beaten with one hand.

Unless the Supreme Elder, who has been in seclusion for many years and has long been out of the world, comes in person, otherwise no one can really cure this Shangguan Holy Lord.

Looking at the entire Canglan Continent, Shangguan Wanqing's strength is also ranked high, otherwise she would not be able to support this huge holy land.

The meeting was thus dissolved.

Soon, only Mu Qingyin, who was wearing a green and white sword outfit, was still sitting in the hall, her eyebrows slightly frowned, as if she was thinking about something.

She listened to the whole meeting just now, but did not express her opinion.

Because that's not on her mind at all.

Mu Qingyin's body leaned slightly, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, rippling with a moist luster, and like a bright moon in the sky, cold and indifferent.

The long and curly eyelashes fluttered slightly, she looked down at the heart-shaped water drop in her palm, and then at the wine gourd.

She thought of the task that the master entrusted to her.

Just put this heart-shaped water drop in the wine gourd, fill it up with wine, and watch the master drink it, then you can successfully complete the master's task.

Thinking of her master, Mu Qingyin's pretty face flushed slightly, like a red glow in the sky.

For her, nothing is more important than completing the mission of the master.

Mu Qingyin carefully put the heart-shaped water drop into the wine gourd, and then turned into a rainbow light, left the Yishi Peak, and went to the Lingjiu Peak.

hit wine.

........

At this time, on the other side, Qin Mu returned to Handyman Peak based on his memory of playing games.

His current status is still an ordinary handyman disciple, but it doesn't matter, soon he will be a peerless saint respected by everyone.

Qin Mu was walking on the path of Handyman Peak, sorting out his current situation while walking.

He has indeed traveled through now, and he has also obtained the villain template, because the villain system he chose while playing the game is still on him.

So Qin Mu must continue to be a villain!

This is not what he wants.

Qin Mu actually wanted to be a good person too!

But being a villain in the sanctuary of decency is very exciting to think about...

Jie Jie Jie...

Qin Mu laughed heartily, looked up and saw that he had already reached his small courtyard on Handyman Peak.

At the same time, there is also a purple figure with a petite figure but extremely exaggerated curves......