Nine Realms God Emperor

"I have a message for you, the palace master. If you don't want to be the palace master, just change him."

Qin Chuan's words would definitely sound ridiculous to uninformed people. In fact, even these people sounded a bit ridiculous, but they also had an indescribable feeling that this young man was a bit magical.

After they left, Qin Chuan didn't bother to care what they thought, as long as they didn't provoke him.

But sometimes the idea is good, but the reality is completely different.

These people who returned to the temple were scolded by the temple master.

"You guys just didn't do anything and brought this sentence back to me?" a man who looked half-aged roared loudly.

He is the master of the temple.

"Palace Master, he is too powerful. At the beginning, more than a dozen Demon Sect elders were killed by him with one move, and dozens of Demon Sect elders surrendered directly." An old man said softly.

"He is the inheritor of the God of War and should join our temple. Now he is colluding with the Demon Sect. Is he worthy of his inheritance?"

The others stopped talking. This father and son are really virtuous. Like father, like son.

"Are all of you just watching him beat my son like this?" The master of the temple once again looked at the first-class people around him who had their heads lowered.

The fire in his heart was very strong, but the temple was now weak and could only protect itself and could not afford to offend others. As a result, his prestige as the master of the temple was greatly reduced.

"I don't know who the hell he thinks he is, and he even told me that if he doesn't want to be the master of the palace, just change him. I want to see how he makes the master of the palace change." The man yelled angrily.

"It's easy for him to replace you." came a voice.

Two people walked in.

One of them is Ouyang Junge, the other is naturally his father, and it is the old man who speaks.

"Elder Ouyang, I respect you as a senior, but I am the master of the palace. If you are so rude, I can punish you." The master of the temple said with a frown.

"Palace Master, we are here today to say goodbye. From today on, we are no longer members of the temple." Ouyang Junge said.

He has had enough of the current temple;

He felt uneasy in his heart. This place was no longer the place he once longed for. This was no longer the place that once held him like a sword of justice.

In one sentence, many people around him suddenly felt very sad, and felt that their own group of people was very pitiful.

Ouyang Junge has a very high status in the temple. He is the great elder, and his father is the retired great elder. They are both second only to the sect master. The old man's status is very special now.

"Elder Ouyang, I'm going with you. I want to leave too." A man stood up and said.

"Elder Ouyang, I will leave with you too."

…

Suddenly, the atmosphere here was strange. After a while, almost a third of the people said they wanted to leave.

At this time, if you dare to say leaving on this occasion, you really want to leave, because if you don't leave, it will basically be difficult to stay in the temple.

"What are you doing? Have you had enough trouble?" the temple master's face changed drastically and he shouted sternly.

After all, he is the master of the palace, and once he gets angry, it still makes many people tremble.

The master of the temple knows very well that if these people are really allowed to leave, then the temple will be finished. It is barely surviving. If so many people leave, they will directly fall out of the top forces.

"Elder Ouyang, what are you doing? Are you trying to split the temple? Come here, arrest them." The master of the temple shouted.

The master of the temple knew that if he didn't kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, these people would really be unable to be cured.

But he was wrong about one thing.

That was the contribution that Ouyang and his son made to the temple. They ignored the fatal point. So many people were willing to leave with them, which is enough to illustrate the contribution of Ouyang and his son to the temple.

Even if the remaining people did not leave with Ouyang and his son, it did not affect their respect for them in their hearts.

The words of the temple master immediately silenced the people below.

No one moved.

Naturally, one-third of the people who took a stand looked at each other angrily and stood ready to fight anyone who dared to touch Ouyang and his son.

As for the remaining two-thirds of people, most of them watch their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, as if they haven't heard anything.

There were a few who wanted to move and show off, but when they saw that no one else was moving, they stopped moving.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely weird.

The old man was angry and actually wanted to arrest them. The old man's contribution to the temple was infinitely greater than that of the other temple masters. If the old man didn't want to be the temple master, where would it be his turn.

The master of the temple seemed to realize something, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

Words spoken are like water poured out.

"Old man, great elder, I must leave with you today, please take me with you!" The person at the beginning said directly.

"Okay!" The old man agreed at this moment.

"We have to leave too!"

…

This time it was not one-third, but almost all of them. The temple master had lost the support of the people. The temple master wanted to arrest people like Ouyang and his son, and even severely triggered them, which chilled people's hearts.

Ouyang Junge looked at the master of the temple: "The master of the temple belongs to everyone, not just you. What have you done in these years? When did your son become the young master of the temple and dominate? Passing on a son? When did the temple have the position of young master of the temple?"

"I take back what I said before. Please forgive me. It's my incompetent son's fault that what happened today is my fault. I will teach him a lesson. Let's adjourn the meeting!" the temple master said.

Many of the people below almost laughed.

What kind of weirdo is their palace master? How did such a person become the palace master?

"I think you should resign as the master of the palace today. Don't let everyone kick you out. It won't look good." The person who was the first to follow Ouyang and his son said.

"You, Zhao Wujing, are you trying to usurp the throne?" The face of the temple master was extremely ugly. Even Zhao Wujing dared to speak like this to himself, but he did not dare to do anything extraordinary today.

"Usurping the throne? Do you regard the master of this temple as the throne? The position of the master of this temple is reserved for the virtuous. Why, you want to stay on it and not get down?" Zhao Wujing said with a sneer.

"Okay, Elder Ouyang, this is what you want to do, right? Very good. Sure enough, old age is still hot. Hahaha, you Ouyang father and son are really good at it. You want fame, wealth and position. You, you are all being fooled by them. Lied, lied..." The temple master laughed crazily.

No one spoke.

No one else spoke, and neither did Ouyang Junge and his son.

"Okay, okay, since you want this seat, I can give it to you, but I have a condition, otherwise I will make you Ouyang and his son bear the crime of forcing you to take the seat." The master of the temple looked at the people below and sneered. said.