After arriving from Boyan Zheng and Gong Shuye, Changsheng stood in the corner. If Jiang Shouyi hadn't been here, he would have returned to Shuojin Academy!

Chang Sheng understood that although it was Ling Feng who attacked and killed the giant, the whole plan was definitely conspired by Gong Shuye and Jiu Wuchang!

Although he is the owner of Xuan Palace, he is too young and does not have enough prestige to participate in the Mo family's affairs. He can only stand aside and look at Gong Shuye and Jiu Wuchang coldly. When the right opportunity comes, he can join the giant family.

Revenge, my lord!

At this time, seeing all the elders looking at him, Changsheng frowned secretly. Lord Juzi didn't mention me in his edict. What were they looking at me for?

"Master Xuan Gong!" Kun Zhengyang secretly smiled bitterly and said, "According to the ancestral system, while the new tycoon has not yet been selected, all affairs of the Mohist family will be temporarily presided over by Master Xuan Gong!"

"Ah?" Chang Sheng was suddenly startled and couldn't help asking, "How could this happen?"

"This man is only a teenager, how can he be allowed to preside over the major affairs of the Mohist family?" Before the other uncles could speak, Jiu Wuchang was the first to stand up and object!

"Asshole, how dare you be rude to the owner of Xuan Palace?"

"Eh? Mr. Gongshu..."

Jiu Wuchang couldn't understand why Gong Shuye reprimanded him, but Boyan Zheng understood. Without this edict, Boyan Zheng would definitely inherit the throne, but with this edict, that's not necessarily the case!

It is clearly stated in the edict that "a great sage with high virtue and high prestige will be selected to inherit the throne of the great prince with the Mozi Sword". Doesn't this mean that as long as Gongshu Ye grabs the Mozi Sword and gathers a few trusted subordinates, he will be fine?

Compete for the qualifications to become the giant!

It was rare for Gong Shuye to reprimand Jiu Wuchang in public. All the inner disciples looked at the two of them, as if they knew what Gong Shuye was thinking!

But Boyan took his seat and swept across Gongshuye coldly without speaking.

"Two great lords, brothers, please listen to the second posthumous edict!"

"What? There is a second posthumous edict?"

Kun Zhengyang sighed, took out another piece of rice paper from the bamboo tube, and said, "In consideration of the young age of the master of Xuan Gong, I will give you a magical weapon. If any disciple of the Mohist family disrespects orders, please ask the master of Xuan Gong to bring out the magical weapon."

, kill it..."

"Huh? Divine weapon?" The elders and the master of the hospital were even more surprised!

Kun Zhengyang took out a wooden tube from his sleeve and stood closer to Yue Qianshan. He looked at the wooden tube and was slightly startled. He murmured, "Is this the seventy-two-button Kongming Lock?"

And Changsheng was also stunned on the spot, neither wanting to interfere with the Mo family's affairs nor knowing how to do so, let alone what Master Juzi wanted to do with him...

Kun Zhengyang glanced at Changsheng who was standing dumbfounded, and thought silently, let alone Changsheng being surprised, even he didn't expect it!

The struggle for power between the two Mohist leaders has long been no secret to the top leaders of the Mohist family.

Ordinarily, the Mo family must have gone through some earth-shaking changes when Master Juzi suddenly passed away!

Secret infighting is a trivial matter, but it might turn into a fight between the two factions, and then turn into a major event that will lead to the disintegration of the Mo Family General Hospital!

But this giant Qi Feng, who had little regard for the Mohist family inside and outside, unexpectedly handed over the authority of the Mohist family to Changsheng, who was only seventeen years old. He only used the word "ancestral system" to make all the Mohist disciples say no.

The words were so thoughtful that even Kun Zhengyang was so impressed that he fell to the ground.

"Since Lord Juzi has passed down the edict and Gongshuye is bold, please, for the sake of Juzi Qi and me, Master Xuan Gong, please take charge of the Mo family's affairs for the time being!" Gongshuye made a mistake in his eyes and stood up first to bow!

Boyan Zheng stared at Gong Shuye's back coldly. If eyes could kill, Gong Shuye would have died seventeen or eighteen times...

"Please forgive me, the master of the Xuan Palace Building, for taking charge of the affairs of the Mo family!" With Jiu Wuchang as the representative, Gong Shuye's cronies came forward one after another to express their stance!

Boyan Zheng secretly sighed, this is really a fool... Although he hasn't flown away yet, there are already signs of flying away. He also bowed and said, "I'm brave, please invite Master Xuan Gong."

Preside over the major affairs of the Mo family!"

"Two adults, you seniors don't need to be polite!" At this point, Changsheng knew that he couldn't refuse. He took the edict and wooden tube handed over by Kun Zhengyang, scratched his head and said, "Now, Master Juzi...

.Um, I just passed away, and the Mo family still has a lot of big things to do!"

This is the first time Changsheng has presided over such a large sect, and he took over suddenly. In a hurry, he didn’t know where to start!

While thinking about what should be done next, he organized his words and said, "First of all, the master of the Twelve Guards will personally lead his disciples to hunt down powerful enemies and try to keep them alive. I want to know who instigated this plan; secondly, Neijiu

The disciples are led by Mr. Kun Bo to prepare for the funeral of Mr. Juzi; thirdly... let’s talk about these two points first!"

Jiu Wuchang secretly glanced at the stammering Chang Sheng, with a look of disdain in his eyes. The other uncles also had similar expressions, and after making a promise, they turned around and left.

Changsheng suddenly said, "There is a fourth, no, third thing. The sect is in troubled times. All the disciples of the inner nine sects, the twelve guards and Shuojin Academy must stick to their posts and guard against death. Any disciple who leaves the guard without authorization will be punished by the Mo family."

Discuss the law!"

"I'll understand later!"

As the two men took their seats, all the elders left one after another. Changsheng specially asked Gu Yunian to stay, walked to Jiang Shouyi and said, "Master Juzi has passed away. Please express my condolences, Senior Jiang!"

Jiang Shouyi nodded indifferently, his eyes lifeless!

"Dean Gu, I will stay here to preside over Master Ju's funeral these days. How about you send Senior Jiang back to the academy?"

"Don't worry, Master Xuan Gong!" Gu Yunian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, helped Jiang Shouyi up, and left the Mozhu Forest...

In the next few days, Changsheng was very busy. He changed the prince into the royal uniform, selected the coffin, discussed the funeral specifications with the two leaders, listened to the report from the head of the twelve courtyards, and discussed with the inner nine sects.

Various arrangements!

Changsheng didn't return to the Black Bamboo Forest until everything was ready!

Sitting in the pavilion in the black bamboo forest, not wanting to enter Moyun Cave, he thought to himself, no wonder Mr. Qi doesn't care about the Mo family's affairs, it's really too cumbersome!

Just the matter of who should break the basin for Mr. Qi, the two leaders discussed it for most of the day. Both sides insisted on their own opinions and refused to give in to each other. They fought back and forth but failed to come up with a result!

After arguing for a long time, we finally made the final decision!

Changsheng came to throw the basin, Kun Zhengyang carried it to the festival, and the other eight inner disciples carried the coffin, while Jiang Shouyi could only serve as the ordinary dean of the outer courtyard and follow the procession.

In fact, Changsheng's decision at the beginning was that Jiang Shouyi, as the disciple of the great master, would wear hemp, wear filial piety and throw a basin!

But Gongshu and Boyan, two old guys who were not very easy to deal with, had surprisingly unanimous opinions on this matter. They rejected Changsheng's proposal with one voice. Eight inner disciples stood up one after another to support the left and right leaders!

Even though Changsheng argued hard, those two old guys would never back down!

Seeing that the funeral was about to come to a standstill, Jiang Shouyi finally came in person and persuaded Changsheng to put the overall situation first. Only then did Changsheng take a step back and no longer insist on his own opinion.

How could Changsheng not understand that these guys clearly felt that Jiang Shouyi's prestige was too high and he was from a famous family after the Shennong family. If Jiang Shouyi was allowed to take the position of the giant's direct disciple, it would probably become a stumbling block for him!

Although Changsheng is the master of Xuan Palace, he is too young. Even if he throws a basin for Qi Juzi, no one will recommend him as the Mohist master. It was unanimously decided that Changsheng will throw a basin for Qi Juzi.

Seeing the intrigues and tit-for-tat confrontation among the high-level officials, Changsheng lost the last bit of respect he had for both inside and outside the Mo family. He secretly made up his mind to leave the Mo family once this matter was done...

At dawn six days later, a team wearing heavy mourning walked out of the inner gate of the Mo family!

At the front is Kun Zhengyang holding a white festival flag, followed by Changsheng with a paper basin on his head, followed by Qingfeng and Mingyue, and behind are two holders holding the coffin, and eight inner disciples carrying the coffin.

Finally, there are the master of the Twelve Guards, Gu Yunian and some inner disciples.

The long funeral procession walked several miles and came to a dark valley, where the great men of the past were buried, and it was also the final resting place of the great master Qi Feng!

The tedious etiquette lasted for most of the day. Seeing that the sun was almost setting, the last few heads of the outer courtyard had just finished paying their respects!

Changsheng stood at the front, looking at the newly piled earthen graves, and then looked at the senior officials of the Mo family behind him, bowed respectfully to the earthen tombs, and said, "Master Juzi, please have a safe journey. Changsheng swears here that no one has anything to do with the assassination."

People, one day, Chang Sheng will kill them all..."

There was a flurry of low-pitched discussions behind him!

Changsheng didn't care about their whispers, turned around and shouted loudly, "Two lords in charge, Changsheng has also thought carefully about Lingfeng's poisoning of the Mo family's giant and snatching the Mozi sword. Today, he made the first decision at the giant's grave."

Dao ordered that all the elites of the Mo family should immediately assemble, led by the nine inner disciples personally, and go to Japan to kill Ling Feng and seize back the Mozi Sword. Do you have any objections?"

Without waiting for Boyan Zheng's reply, Gong Shuye stood up first and said, "I am not talented, but I am willing to personally lead the Mo family's elite expedition to Japan, kill the Black Feather family, and regain the Mozi sword..."

"Brother Gongshu was in those days, and the affairs of the Mohist family were still managed by Brother Gongshu. I asked Brother Gongshu to stay at Shanmen, and I will lead the Mohist family..."

Seeing that these two old guys were fighting for each other again, he became angry and said angrily, "As for who will control the Mohist disciples who are going down the mountain, you can discuss it and make a decision today and tomorrow. We will go down the mountain the day after tomorrow."

....."

After that, Changsheng ignored all the old guys and walked away!
Chapter completed!