() In the early morning, the bright sunshine shone into the room.

Ouyang Hui sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated, while Liu Xia sat on the ground and meditated.

More than ten days passed, and the altar was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

It seemed that after Liu Batian left, nothing happened in the temple.

This was beyond Liu Xia's expectation.

I thought Liu Batian would be impatient to take action, but from now on, it seems that he is overly worried.

"Your Highness, just now the leader sent someone to say that he would hold a conference of hall leaders."

Zhou Ruishan said softly.

Liu Xia suddenly opened her eyes and looked back at Ouyang Hui. Both of them looked shocked.

"I know, I'll go right away."

"Didn't you say that the leader disappeared? Why did he suddenly appear?"

Ouyang Hui asked puzzledly.

"I don't know. I'll find out when I go take a look. You stay here. If anything happens, don't worry about me and leave first."

Liu Xia hurriedly put on the red robe of his Holy Son, and while tidying it up, he gave instructions.

"Be careful."

Ouyang Hui was also a little nervous. She thought Liu Batian would take action, but there was no news for so many days.

It really makes people feel a little uneasy.

Now that the leader appeared, they were worried that their deductions were wrong.

Immediately, Liu Xia headed towards the temple.

Outside the temple, many church leaders were waiting there.

After a while, a group of people entered the temple.

After saluting, Liu Xia looked up and saw that Changsun Wuhen had returned, but Liu Batian was not there yet, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Immediately, the church leaders began to report the battle situation. In the past ten days, the fight between the Holy Cult and Tongtian Temple had obviously become more intense.

Faintly, Tongtianguan seemed to have suffered some losses.

As always, the leader began to deal with the busy official duties these days one by one, in an orderly manner.

It must be said that this devil is not a simple person.

"The leader, Deputy Leader Liu and Daoyue will have a battle at Motian Cliff in three days. I would like to ask the leader to make a decision."

At this moment, Deputy Leader Changsun said with his fists clasped.

"Vice-leader Changsun, Daoyue's cultivation is unpredictable. I'm worried that Vice-leader Liu can't do it alone. I think you should also help him. You must kill that old immortal Daoyue. Kill him.

, I’m afraid Tongtian Temple will be quiet for a while.”

"My subordinates will never give up and will definitely fulfill the leader's entrustment."

Changsun Wuhen knelt on the ground and said.

"Teacher, after Duan Chunfeng's death, his position as the leader of the Wenshui Hall has been vacant. I still ask the leader to make a decision."

At this time, the dean suddenly stood up and said.

"Well, I have been thinking about it for several days, but there is no suitable candidate at the moment. Everyone, what do you think?"

The leader asked calmly.

"I think that His Royal Highness, the Holy Son, is young and promising, so he should have some experience."

"My subordinates think so too."

Immediately, several hall masters clasped their fists and said.

Liu Xia stood aside and remained silent. There seemed to be something fishy about him being suddenly appointed as the leader of the hall.

"The expansion of our sect in the northwest has been slowing down. Now that Tongtian Temple has suffered successive setbacks, it seems that there is no need for so many people to stay in the main altar. The leader of our sect wants to transfer Wenshuitang to the northwest. Wang Xiao was born in the northwest, so there is no need for that place.

The situation is very familiar. It’s time to go to Li to practice and contribute to our teaching. Wang Xiao, are you willing?"

The leader smiled slightly, stood up and said.

"Just follow your father's orders."

Immediately, Liu Xia came out of the queue, cupped his fists and said.

"Very good. It's rare that you have such a heart. I will accept Wang Xiao as the acting head of Wenshui Hall, and as the Holy Son, go to the northwest to supervise the war."

The leader said calmly.

"The leader is wise!"

At that moment, everyone in the hall knelt down on the ground, clasped their fists and said.

"Okay, if there is nothing else to do today, we will all leave."

Immediately, the leader waved his hand and disappeared from the throne.

Liu Xia and the others retreated outside the main hall, and immediately a group of hall masters came to congratulate Liu Xia.

After all, this time he went to the northwest to supervise the war and had real power in his hands.

Naturally, it was inevitable to chat with everyone.

After seeing everyone off, the dean stopped Liu Xia.

"Your Highness, this is a great opportunity. I hope you can show your talents when you go to the northwest."

"Dean, did the leader transfer me to the northwest because he was worried about my safety?"

Liu Xia asked curiously.

"I can guess what the leader is thinking."

The dean laughed and said.

"Then I'll go ask the water hall and see what's going on there."

Immediately, Liu Xia turned around and walked towards the entrance of Wenshui Hall.

Liu Xia asked deliberately just now. Although the dean's words were vague, Liu Xia knew clearly that this must be the dean's suggestion.

At this moment, the people in Wenshuitang have received the notice, and many elders are standing outside the door to greet them.

Wenshui Hall is one of the eighteen entrances to the church and has always been responsible for guarding the safety of the altar.

They are the forbidden troops inside the altar.

This time the leader unexpectedly dropped them and himself to the northwest, apparently to change the defense of the altar.

Faintly, Liu Xia always felt a little uneasy.

If Liu Batian fails, the consequences will be disastrous.

Under the introduction of many elders, Liu Xia began to take over Wenshuitang.

Everything went very smoothly.

Before he knew it, Liu Xia came and called Duan Chunfeng outside his study.

At this moment, several servants were cleaning up Duan Chunfeng's study, moving piles of books out.

"This is?"

Liu Xia asked in confusion.

One of the elders hurriedly smiled and said: "These are all the relics of Hall Master Duan. The little people didn't know that you were coming today, so they didn't have time to clean them up. Please don't blame me, Hall Master."

"Move everything back. The grievances between Hall Master Duan and I are over. I'll be here today. You all should step aside. I'll call you if something happens."

Liu Xia smiled lightly.

Immediately, the elders left one after another.

Liu Xia ordered his servants to pack all these things into the room. After cleaning them, Liu Xia sat next to the desk.

The study room is not large, but it has a lot of books.

Before Duan Chunfeng was killed, he was very popular with the leader.

The clues can be seen from the fact that the chariot can walk in the temple.

However, after Duan Chunfeng was killed, the leader was very calm.

Liu Xia always felt a little uneasy.

He turned over and sat on the desk and picked up a book. As soon as he opened it, several pieces of paper inside the book slipped out of the book.

Liu Xia opened it and saw several love poems written on it, which were touching and pathos.

Liu Xia smiled, it seemed that Duan Chunfeng and his wife were very affectionate.
To be continued...