What a lucky world!

Chapter 217: Become the village chief starting today!

Qianyuan Wuzhai, meeting hall.

After listening to Shisan Niang's story, Zhang Mu finally understood how this happened.

In the battle of Qianyuan, Lin Jinglong was seriously injured and even used the power of soul-shattering. According to Lin Jinglong himself, he would have to go into seclusion for a long time to keep alive.

Similarly, Lu Xuanxiu also injured the foundation of his martial arts and needed to retreat to recuperate, and it would take at least three to five years to recover.

As a result, Qianyuan Wuzhai was left without a leader.

Although Wei Wuyou usually takes charge of the village affairs, his essential identity can only be regarded as Lin Jinglong's staff.

On the other hand, Zhang Mu was already recognized as the young leader, and his title was well-founded. Moreover, Zhang Mu had a high prestige among the lower and middle levels of the martial arts village because of his martial arts training. This time, the battle in Qianyuan had greatly strengthened his prestige.

Therefore, it is natural to remove the word "Shao" from Zhang Mu's title of Shao Zhaizhu and upgrade him to Zhaizhu.

The reason for doing the "white fur coat" thing was because they were afraid that Zhang Mu would be too polite and refuse to accept it, which would be troublesome to go back and forth, so they decided on the name first and then slowly discuss other things.

"Don't worry too much about the small matters of the village. Wait until Wei Wuyou recovers a little and let him handle them. He's very resourceful and will be easy to use." Lin Jinglong sat beside Zhang Mu and shared his experience of being a village chief. "As a village chief, all you have to do is make sure you have a strong fist and can protect the village."

Zhang Mu nodded repeatedly after hearing this, while Wei Wuyou pulled a long face and said "MMP" in his mind, not knowing whether he should say it in this situation.

"I'm sorry to trouble Brother Mu," Shisan Niang said from the side, "It's all chaos outside right now. I'm afraid there won't be many people who can come up the mountain to congratulate us."

Zhang Mu shook his head: "There's no need for a succession ceremony."

"What I mean is that the ceremony of taking over as village chief is held together with the funeral of my brothers!"

"The dozen or so heads of people in the Nascent Soul Realm built into a Jingguan are the best guests!"

……

On March 25th, a piece of news came from Qianyuan Mountain.

Lin Jinglong, the leader of Qianyuan Wuzhai, officially abdicated. From then on, he was no longer the leader of Qianyuan Wuzhai, but became a village elder and practiced in seclusion.

The new leader of Qianyuanwu Village is the former deputy leader Zhang Mu.

The chief of Qianyuan Wuzhai passed the message on again.

Some people with ulterior motives believed that after this battle in Qianyuan Wuzhai, even Lin Jinglong had to go into seclusion to recuperate, and his strength must have been greatly damaged. However, before they could make any move, they were shocked by the Jingguans at the ferry, especially one of them. The piles of human heads were all masters who were once famous in Taiping County, especially the two on the top. Many people didn't recognize the head of an old man, but everyone knew the head of Sha Tonghai, who only had half of his face left.

At the same time, whether it was Zhang Mu's previous demon-slaying in Bihu Water Village, or his rescue of people on Sanggan Mountain, or his appearance at the foot of Qianyuan Mountain like a divine soldier descending from the sky, many details were "inadvertently" revealed by "interested people".

He single-handedly killed a wild dragon in the late Nascent Soul stage in the lake, beheaded Deng Chong, the tiger at the foot of the mountain, with two swords, and stabbed to death a man in the Judan stage who was suspected to be holding a spiritual weapon with one spear... One by one, people couldn't help but gasp when they heard about it.

Especially since the new village chief was just over seventeen years old.

Even Lin Jinglong back then was not so stunning!

As a result, even though the major mountaintops were fighting fiercely for territory, they all sent out teams of carriages and horses to celebrate.

Among them, Shimotsukiyama reacted the fastest.

Frost Moon Stronghold was captured on the first day after the Qianyuan War. The force that replaced it was said to be a small family from other counties that fled to Taiping County. The leader was named Pan Ruochuan, who was in the late Nascent Soul Realm.

Their apology convoy had already set out after they occupied Shuangyue Wuzhai, but when they heard about this incident on the way, the apology convoy turned into a celebratory convoy.

But the other party's gift list is quite rich——

Fifty thousand taels of silver and eight thousand taels of gold.

Two hundred war horses.

In addition, there were the families of the captured soldiers and a large amount of fine iron ore.

The wording in the gift list was extremely respectful, expressing his willingness to serve Qianyuan Wuzhai as the master.

"Seventh Master, where does this newcomer from Frost Moon Mountain come from?" Zhang Mu put the gift list aside and asked Seventh Master Bai beside him.

With so much happening in Qianyuan Mountain, the Bai family naturally took notice. This time, Master Bai Qi had personally gone up the mountain to congratulate Zhang Mu on taking over the position of village leader, so it was only fitting to ask him about these matters down below.

"What a small, out-of-county family!" Master Bai Qi said, gnashing his teeth. "They're actually from the Liu family of Panyun Prefecture!" "We're lucky this time. Their family has the influence of the prefect of Panyun Prefecture behind them."

"I think they're just looking for money because of the trade routes controlled by Qianyuan Wuzhai. As long as you ask them to promise not to block Qianyuan Mountain's business in the future, it's not worth worrying about it."

"That Pan Ruochuan, whose real name is Li Ruochuan, is the owner of a martial arts school in Panyun Prefecture. Because his son killed someone, he had no choice but to take the blame in exchange for his son's life."

Listening to what Mr. Bai Qi said, Zhang Mu nodded.

He has no intention of annexing other strongholds now. After all, they are too far away and difficult to manage.

What made Zhang Mu feel a little regretful was that he could exchange the destroyed strength for luck money from the Tianji Scroll, but now Qianyuan Wuzhai was full of injuries and unable to fight outside, so he could only hold back.

However, once he has dealt with the internal affairs of Qianyuan Mountain Stronghold, the issue of the road rights of Wuzhai in Taiping County can be put on the agenda. If anyone opposes it at that time, he can use it to destroy them.

Just as he was thinking this, Shisan Niang came to his side and whispered to him that the memorial ceremony was ready.

Zhang Mu gestured to Luo Yunxiu, Bai Qiye and others, then walked out of the conference hall.

At this time, Qianyuan Mountain was covered with white banners and white flags, and the funeral music band invited from the foot of the mountain had been singing for several days.

Today is the seventh day after the end of the Qianyuan War, and it is also the seventh day since all those who died in the battle.

Lu Xuanxiu, Shisan Niang, Wei Wuyou, Ye Hanzhou, as well as Guo Ling and Shu Daoshan who were originally guarding the people in the back mountain, all stood with solemn expressions.

When Xuan Ji saw Zhang Mu, she wanted to go up and get intimate with him, but she also knew that the timing was not right, so she held his hand aside and licked her paw.

Lin Jinglong's face was still pale, but his complexion was much better than before. When he saw Zhang Mu approaching, he smiled kindly and shouted, "I, Lin Jinglong, abdicate today."

"Please ask the new village chief, Zhang's son, Mu Zhi, to attend the funeral of my Qianyuan disciples!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuanxiu picked up the drumstick and slammed the mountain stronghold war drum!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
……

The sound of the drums seemed like the footsteps of the departing heroes, and also like the footsteps of the arrival of new people.

Zhang Mu took the bowl from Lin Jinglong, looked at the densely packed coffins in front of him, and took a deep breath.

"Soul, come back!"

Almost at the same time, the whole mountain and the plain echoed the voices of agreement—

"Soul, come back——"

Zhang Mu shouted again, "Return to the Solstice!"

The cries from the entire mountain also sounded again—

"Solstice Returns!"

Zhang Mu shouted again—

"Zhang Mu, in the name of the leader of Qianyuan Village, I will protect your rest and bless your bloodline!"

"If you disobey this order, your body will be shattered into pieces like this bowl!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Mu suddenly threw the bowl in his hand to the ground, and the bowl shattered in an instant.

At this moment, Lin Jinglong shouted: "The village chief has returned!"

Then Lu Xuanxiu bowed and said, "Greetings, Village Chief!"

The sound that filled the mountains and plains rang out again, and everyone half-knelt down.

"Meet the village chief!"

Zhang Mu listened to the sound that shook the sky, and seemed to see yellow air rolling and tumbling in front of him.

From today on, he is the leader of Qianyuanwu Village!
He opened his mouth and was about to speak when suddenly his mind felt refreshed!
The scroll of heaven's secrets moves again!
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