The ghost-faced old man stared at Guisun Bing and was not surprised. He just smiled bitterly and said, "Our Huangge is the weakest one compared to the other three pavilions of Xing, Chen and Su. It's embarrassing to say that Huangge has been in charge since he took over as the pavilion master.
After being run by me, nearly three hundred years have passed, and not only has it not prospered, but it has declined day by day. I really feel ashamed to be the last pavilion master."
The ghost-faced old man sighed, "I originally wanted to attack the realm of the Saint King. I would use the power of the Saint King to sweep away the surrounding demon sects and incorporate them into the Huang Pavilion to strengthen the Huang Pavilion. However, things didn't work out and I attacked the realm of the Saint King.
It failed. As a result, I fell to the underworld realm and almost died. Now I am no longer able to run Huangge, so I want you, Hanxue, to replace me, become the master of Huangge, and strengthen our Huangge."
"Senior, how can this junior be the leader of this deserted pavilion?" Li Hanxue looked a little frightened. Becoming the leader of a pavilion is not something you just want to do. Not only must you be able to convince the public, you must also have various management methods and rewards.
Punishment and personnel arrangements must be very appropriate. Some people with high cultivation may not be able to manage and develop a force well, and people with strong management ability but no cultivation will be pushed out sooner or later.
The ghost-faced old man smiled and said: "Hanxue, do you still remember the refining water that I gave you? That formula is exactly 'when the young dragon emerges from the abyss, it will strengthen my sect'. You are that young dragon, I am not
I will misjudge your ability."
"First of all, you and the Tianwu Sect have become incompatible. You are the most wanted criminal of the Tianwu Sect. You will no longer be recognized by the world's righteous people. You may be hunted down wherever you go. So except for the Demon Sect, you have no one else.
There is no other place to stay. Secondly, I saw your talent with my own eyes yesterday. You can defeat even the Holy Son of Tianwu Sect, which is enough to prove that you have the talent to reach the top. With your qualifications, as long as you develop with patience, you will definitely have a chance.
Aim to conquer the Nebula and dominate the mainland. Therefore, I am not worried about your ability. What I am worried about is whether you are willing to dedicate yourself to strengthening our Huangge."
The ghost-faced old man was taking a chance, and he bet the future of Huangge on Li Hanxue. At the Eight Sects of Martial Arts Conference, the ghost-faced old man saw Li Hanxue's extraordinary talent, his fearlessness, and his love and righteousness.
.Such a person is worth a gamble.
Li Hanxue said: "To be honest, this junior has too many important things to do. The master of Wuding Palace in Xiuwu Secret Realm once made an agreement with me to let me take over his palace. And I will not let Xiaoya go.
In the Tianwu Sect, I will find an opportunity to rescue her. I am afraid that this junior is too busy and does not have the time and energy to take over the position of the Pavilion Master."
The ghost-faced old man shook his head and said: "Hanxue, don't worry. I didn't ask you to complete the task of strengthening the Huangge within a year or two. You can inherit the position of the Pavilion Master first, stabilize people's hearts, and then plan for development.
Policy. Otherwise, once I die and the news of my death is spread, the people in Huangge will definitely be in chaos, and those people with ulterior motives will definitely covet the position of the Pavilion Master, and Huangge must not fall into the hands of those people."
The ghost-faced old man coughed suddenly, and more blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, "I don't have much time, Hanxue, make a decision quickly."
Li Hanxue hesitated for a moment. The ghost-faced old man's life-saving grace was more important than Mount Tai, and Li Hanxue could no longer shirk it.
Li Hanxue nodded, "Senior, I promise you that your soul will never die in this life, and you will make my name in Huangge shine."
"Okay, okay! With your words, I feel relieved." The ghost-faced old man nodded happily, "There is nothing good left for you in my desolate pavilion. This is the sacred thing passed down from the Tianwu Sect.
The advanced skill Tianwu Heart Killing Technique has been transformed through the wisdom of our ancestors of the Mowu Sect into a set of skills that are more suitable for warriors to practice. This set of skills should be of great help to you."
The ghost-faced old man took out an ancient book from his arms, and the book cover clearly read: Tianwu Heart-killing Art.
Li Hanxue was unambiguous and directly accepted the Tianwu Heart-killing Technique.
The old man with a ghost face immediately picked up the black mask on the ground and handed it to Li Hanxue, saying: "This mask is a symbol of the identity of the master of the Huangge, and it is not what outsiders say. What kind of 'ghost face' is it? Only the master of the Huangge can know it."
Wear this mask. When the disciples of Huangge see this mask, they will naturally know who is the real master of the pavilion. You must keep this thing properly and never lose it."
"Yes." Li Hanxue nodded, "Senior, I have something to ask."
"Ask, while I can still say a few more words, if you have anything, just ask." The ghost-faced old man's cough became more and more violent.
"Where are our Huangge disciples located?" Li Hanxue asked.
The ghost-faced old man smiled and said, "I'm so confused. I forgot to tell you about such an important thing."
As he spoke, the ghost-faced old man took out a piece of parchment from his arms and spread it out. The basic information of all the disciples in Huang Pavilion was clearly recorded on it, and the distribution of the personnel was also clear at a glance.
Li Hanxue did a rough sweep and found that the Huangge disciples were most distributed in the Luoya Empire, and there were also some distribution in other surrounding countries, but compared to the Luoya Empire, they were much smaller.
There were more than 40,000 people in the long list. Li Hanxue couldn't help but be surprised. Just the weakest pavilion had more than 10,000 people. There were four pavilions of people, while Mowu had three, the most conservative.
It is estimated that the Mowu Sect has at least 500,000 disciples, and they are all martial arts masters. If such a force is launched, the entire continent may be shaken. With such a huge force, it is no wonder that even the Tianwu Sect cannot shake the Mowu Sect.
No matter how talented and careful the Tianwu Sect leaders in the past were, they could not uproot it.
Li Hanxue could imagine that there were hundreds of thousands or even millions of disciples of the Mowu Sect spread across the entire continent. No matter how famous the Tianwu Sect was, how powerful it was, and how many people there were, it would be impossible to eliminate the people of the Mowu Sect.
This is just like the governments and certain organizations in this world. No matter how powerful the ruling power is, it is impossible to wipe out all heretics. There will always be heresies.
What's more, the Mowu Sect can still compete with the Tianwu Sect.
Li Hanxue looked at the list of more than 40,000 people and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. If the lives of these 40,000 people were really entrusted to him, would he really be qualified?
Li Hanxue became suspicious.
"I don't have anything else to tell you. Next, I will summon the main elites of Huang Pavilion and let them meet you, the new pavilion master." The ghost-faced old man said with a pale face.
"Huh! You still want this kid to succeed you as the leader of Huangge? Ghost Face, are you just wishful thinking? Have you ever asked me if I agree?" Xu Baichang laughed loudly and fell from the sky like a bolt from the blue.