Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1294: Almost Equivalent to Forced Palace

Several elders were silent for a moment.

The whole office fell into a brief silence.

They have absolute trust in Ye Wutan.

That is a hero who has been proving himself with his life!

Therefore, even if Ye Wuotian's "last words" were to let Chen Wanli inherit the position of God of War, they would not hesitate. At most, they would add some more examinations, or tests.

But now, talking about the position of God of War and obeying Chen Wanli's choice, this made them feel a little difficult to accept.

The problem they are facing now is not as simple as the promotion of a certain person!

It is a choice question about the future that you cannot regret!

The consequences of making the wrong choice may be unbearable.

The patriarch sighed slightly. He knew very well how difficult it was to make the choice at this moment.

Sitting in this position, there is no way to make choices based on simple right or wrong, love or hate.

What they need to consider now is the future of their relationship with Kunlun, which concerns the life and death and inheritance of the human race, rather than their own personal love and hatred or that of a few individuals.

No matter how much he hated Cang Huajue in his heart, he could not fall out with him until there was a new candidate who could take up the responsibility and solve future difficulties.

Even if the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, or even if it is a stopgap option, cooperation is not impossible.

But no one could swallow this, so no one said anything.

"Didn't Chen Wanli go to the snowy plains? When he comes back, we can meet him and talk to him before making a final decision."

An elder of the tribe hesitated for a long time before speaking.

Several elders looked at each other and nodded slowly.

The patriarch hummed, but before he could express his opinion directly, the phone rang.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but the patriarch's face darkened visibly. After about three or four seconds, he replied, "Bring them to my office!"

After hanging up the phone, the patriarch slammed the phone on the table and said, "Kunlun is going too far now."

"Without Ye Wutan, they naturally have nothing to fear! Haha..."

An elder of the tribe laughed at himself.

The others remained silent, just looking at the patriarch, weighing the current situation in their minds.

About half a minute later, a plainclothes guard pushed the door open with two men and one woman.

There were two men and one woman, the men looked to be in their thirties or forties, while the woman was very young. They both had the strong aura of warriors, with a proud look in their eyes.

"Grand Patriarch, the person has been brought here!" After the guard reported, he did not leave, but stood silently behind the grand patriarch, with no disguising his alertness.

The three of them all showed a hint of mockery when they saw this, but they didn't say anything. They just bowed to the patriarch together:

"Kunlun Jinzu's direct disciple, Wuskai, and Cangzu's direct disciple Liang Jin, and junior sister Jin Yuxian, greet the chief patriarch and all the elders!"

The chieftain raised his hand and said, "No need to be polite. A visitor from Kunlun must have important business. Just speak directly!"

Wuskai nodded: "Several ancestors were deeply saddened when they heard about Ye Wutian's death. Daxia has lost its pillar, but the army cannot be without souls for a day, and the martial arts world cannot be without a ruler for a day.

Kunlun is the source of all martial arts in Daxia, and the ancestor of martial arts. At a time like this, it is our duty-bound responsibility to share the worries of the patriarch and add luster to Daxia's martial arts.

Therefore, the ancestors asked me to convey a message to the patriarch that Kunlun is willing to consider the interests of the world and recommend himself as the candidate for the military god.

The chief and the elders will select one of us three to join the army and carry on the will of our ancestors!"

The words were spoken in a polite and comprehensive manner. People who were not in the know might actually think that they were some kind of loyal advice.

The patriarch and several elders looked at each other, and two words flashed through their minds: shameless!

"The death of Ye Junshen is a national mourning. I and the people of Daxia will remember this!" The patriarch said calmly, pausing for a few seconds before continuing:

"As for the position of military god, there is no rush. The soldiers of the three armies will elect him."

This is almost said openly. Everyone knows how Ye Wutan died. Now you, Kunlun, jump out and ask for the position. I won't agree.

Wuskai's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised at all. He smiled slightly, cupped his hands and continued:

“The ancestors are wise and intelligent, and they also know the concerns of the great patriarch and the other patriarchs, so they asked me to convey them.

Kunlun inherited the position of God of War, and wished to double the number of Great Xia's master warriors within 30 years, and to have more than half of the army's warriors possess internal strength.

Within fifty years, there will be enough master warriors in the army to defend the country.

And I am willing to make an agreement with the chief patriarch and the elders that within fifty years, the great changes mentioned by Ye Wutan will not occur in the world. "

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several elders changed slightly.

They knew a lot of inside information and were fully aware of Kunlun's plan to revive spiritual energy.

So in their ears, these words are both an inducement and a threat.

Kunlun will gradually implement the plan in the next fifty years. If you agree, you can get Kunlun to train future generations to resist the great changes in the world brought about by the revival of spiritual energy.

If you don't agree, once Kunlun's plan goes forward, the demons will launch a massive attack and it will be a catastrophe. Who can turn the tide?

Even a figure like the Patriarch could hardly hide his anger. He raised his eyelids and two gleams of light flashed:

"You mean, Daxia's God of War can only come from Kunlun?"

Wuskai’s expression was still respectful, but his eyes could not hide his pride: “It’s not my idea, it’s the idea of ​​the ancestors.

Wuskai and his fellow apprentices are only here to pass on a message."

"What a guy who is only here to deliver a message!" The patriarch laughed angrily.

Wuskai remained silent. Liang Jin and Jin Yuxian made eye contact. The latter stepped forward and smiled slightly.

"Don't misunderstand, Patriarch. These ancestors are not only the ancestors of Kunlun, but also the ancestors of the people of Daxia. They are also wholeheartedly devoted to Daxia for thousands of years."

The girl spoke softly, which somewhat eased the atmosphere.

Liang Jincai took over the conversation and said, "Kunlun is Daxia's Kunlun. The God of War comes from Kunlun and also from Daxia. There is no difference!"

The patriarch did not speak, but there seemed to be a fire in his tiger eyes, which kept scanning the three people.

"We already know Kunlun's intention. You guys go back and wait for news!" An elder of the tribe said in a deep voice upon seeing this.

"Without accurate information, we cannot report back. Fortunately, all the elders of the elder council are here. Why don't we..."

Uskai licked his lips and said with a smile.

"How dare you!" An elder of the tribe became furious and stood up suddenly.

"I dare not!" Wusuke said this, but his body did not move.

Liang Jin and Jin Yuxian also stood there without changing their expressions.

The guard stood there, his body tense, his hand already touching the alarm on the button.

If this situation happened in ancient times, it would be called forcing abdication!

Even in modern times, the actions of the three are extremely disrespectful to the leaders and carry a sense of coercion.

The patriarch knocked on the table and raised his eyelids slightly: "To be the military god of Daxia, you must be recognized by the three armies.

Only those who are recognized by the warriors of the three armies have the qualification! "

"Then call upon the warriors of the three armies!"

"You, Kunlun, can nominate candidates, and our elders' council can naturally recommend candidates as well. Even if the three armies nominate, it won't be just the three of you running for election." An elder snorted coldly.

"Besides Kunlun's genius, who else among the martial artists is qualified? Chen Wanli? I'm afraid he's already dead!"

Uskai smiled softly.