Reborn as a snake: spreading branches and leaves, completely crazy

"It doesn't matter if you bury me inside, don't make the two beauties behind you so embarrassed."

The pangolin smiled and said: "Brother, please don't worry. My hole-drilling skills are top-notch. Even though this hole is very narrow, I can perfectly avoid the formations on the ground and cannot be detected at all."

"Okay, then you can lead the way."

Xiao Bai turned into a small white snake about the same size as a pangolin to ensure that he could pass through the narrow tunnel smoothly.

"I can transform, what can they do?"

Xiao Bai looked back and saw that Bai Su and Bai Ling had become the size of mung beans and were lying on the snake's tail.

"Father, we are here, don't walk so fast."

"The elixir from the Little Medical Fairy is really effective. As soon as we took it, it shrank in size according to our thoughts."

"You are really stupid. Why don't you get into the lotus platform? Why do you have to suffer with me?"

Bai Ling's face was full of bitterness: "Father, I don't know how to use this thing. Once it got into my chest, I didn't want to come out."

"Normally, if Huo Ling'er hadn't come out to pick me up, I wouldn't have been able to get in on my own."

Xiao Bai lamented: "Hey, if you didn't tell me earlier, this is the only way we can do it now."

The pangolin stopped and looked back, and was a little panicked when he saw the two beauties behind him disappeared.

Hearing again that Xiao Bai didn't know who he was talking to, questions kept popping up in his head.

"Brother, where are those two beauties? Are they lost?"

"It's okay, just drill the hole in front and lead the way, don't worry about us."

"okay!"

The pangolin uses its sharp claws to dig holes in the tunnel. Some time ago, the hole was sealed for fear of being discovered.

Based on the softness of the soil, he could clearly find the original track. Combined with the smell of urine left along the way, he would definitely not go wrong.

In addition to the strong taste, Xiao Bai quite recognized his hole-drilling skills. He could automatically dig holes with his eyes closed. He was truly the best in his field.

After successfully clearing the Dreamland Mountain, you must ask him for advice on drilling holes.

"You two can come and rest on my head for a while. You can still chat for a while. I don't know when we can go out."

Xiao Bai gently lifted the snake's tail, and Bai Ling and Bai Su slid along the smooth snake scales to the head.

Chapter 372 Running for Sect Leader

The main hall of the fierce battle peak in Dreamland Mountain.

Today all the eight peak masters gathered here, except for the patrolling disciples, everyone else was present.

They are witnessing the sect's historic moment, whether Yan Zhan will continue to be re-elected as the sect leader, or whether Yan Ding will overtake him and become the new sect leader.

This time, Yan Ding took the initiative to initiate the re-election of the sect leader, and quickly received responses from other senior members of the sect.

In the past, all previous sect leaders were appointed internally by the ancestors of Dreamland Mountain, and held symbolic competitions before taking office.

The host is the most senior elder and the only person of the same generation as the ancestor of Mengjing Mountain in the entire sect. No one will have any objection if he is in charge of the overall situation this time.

"Are you all ready?"

Yan Ding bowed, showing the extremely humble side of the junior.

"Thank you, Uncle Master."

Yan Zhan was not to be outdone and went even further. At this critical juncture, how could he let Yan Ding get ahead of him.

After being a sect master for so many years, his ability to observe words and emotions is naturally not bad.

Their performance in humility and courtesy made the chief elder Meng De a little disgusted, and he twitched his old wrinkled face.

"Hurry up and take your time. As the sect leader, Yan Zhan comes first!"

"I hope you can give a wonderful speech instead of reading from a script."

Since this is acting, be more thorough. Yan Zhan smiled and slowly raised his hand: "Junior Brother Yan Ding is competing for the position of sect leader for the first time, so I will give you the opportunity first."

I originally thought that Yan Ding would be polite, but he didn't expect that he would go against the rules and catch Yan Zhan off guard.

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother."

Since his cultivation broke through to the fifth-level emperor realm, his title of Yan Zhan has changed from sect master to senior brother. Before, he only dared to deny it in his heart.

After climbing onto Emperor Kun's lap, he became much more stubborn and dared not to acknowledge the identity of the leader of the Yan Zhan clan.

Yan Ding came prepared. This time he gave a completely unscripted speech. His language was fluent and relaxed and he spoke non-stop for more than ten minutes.

Thunderous applause erupted below the podium, applauding his wonderful speech.

Yan Zhan frowned and his palms were covered in cold sweat. He muttered to himself: "When did this guy become so eloquent?"

"This was the first time he gave a speech in front of so many people. He didn't even have stage fright, and he was still in a state of off-script."

After Yan Ding finished his speech, he bowed forty-five degrees to all the audience in the audience.

"Thank you for your support. Please put your precious votes in the box on my left, where your name is written. Thank you again."

Yan Ding clasped his hands together and bowed to the audience frequently. The voting was originally supposed to be held after the two sides competed. Unexpectedly, this guy was playing dirty tricks and breaking the original rules.

The referee team sitting nearby pretended not to see it and allowed Yan Ding to change the rule.

The dozen or so referees are composed of elders and the remaining six peak masters.

I don’t know what happened, but the three peak leaders who originally supported Yan Zhan collectively lost their voices and did not raise any signs to object.

Perhaps during Yan Ding's impassioned speech, some changes occurred in their mood, and they were more excited about some of the reform plans mentioned.

More than half of the audience has already voted for Yan Ding in advance. If nothing else happens, he will be the next sect leader.

He looked at Yan Zhan and made a gesture of spreading his hands, looking proud and sure of victory.

Yan Zhan was so anxious now that he was covered in cold sweat. If he lost his position as the sect leader, the three sect leaders who originally supported him would immediately switch sides.

Just when he was about to express his strong opposition, Mengde stood up decisively at the critical moment and quickly stopped this illegal behavior.

"Silence, please cherish the precious vote in your hand. It is not the voting stage yet, and all the votes cast before are invalid."

Mengde is not only the host of this election, but also the referee. His opinions can sometimes play a key role.

Adhering to the principle of fairness and justice, Yan Ding, who was gaining momentum, was immediately silenced.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, cursing in his mind: "Old guy, if you dare to ruin my good deeds, see how I deal with you in the future."

There was still work to be done on the surface, and then Yan Ding immediately changed into a bright smile.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I made a mistake in the rules of the competition just now. Please wait until the next contestant finishes his speech before voting."

The atmosphere at the scene became calm again, and it was Yan Zhan's turn to take the stage to give a speech. He immediately adjusted his state and was hardly affected by what he had just said.

After being the leader of the sect for so many years, I still have two skills. I just suddenly panicked and was led out of my rhythm by Yan Ding.

Yan Zhan has always been a stable player in the minds of the sect disciples. Since he took over as the sect leader, the living standards of the disciples have improved a lot.

He plundered the resources of all races in the lower world and allowed the tall monsters and demons to develop deserted islands in Dreamland Mountain, which benefited many low-level disciples.

Yan Zhan has been focusing on this topic to talk about the changes that have taken place in Dreamland Mountain under his governance in the past thousand years.

The insinuation implies that Yan Ding's disciples were completely wiped out in the Demon Emperor's tomb, and were repeatedly defeated by the lower realm alliance headed by Xiao Bai.

Yan Zhan bowed slightly: "Everyone, I have finished my speech."

"I believe that as long as Dreamland Mountain can maintain its established policy, all indicators can maintain at least double-digit growth every year."

"Only when we become stronger can we strive to stay in the lower realm and develop in the fairy world."

Yan Ding looked resentful and quickly shouted to the referee team: "It's against the rules, why don't you stop it."

These referees themselves are a mystery and are often thrown off the rhythm by the audience.

Ding ding ding!

Mengde hurriedly rang the bell: "It's time for the speech. Please cast your precious vote."

The response from the audience was equally enthusiastic, and Yan Zhan wanted to win more votes for himself at the last moment.

Mengde would not give him face and quickly stopped to maintain fairness and justice.

The hall was crowded. Meng De held a token in his hand and stood upright in the middle of the podium, with two contestants standing on the left and right sides.

With Mengde supervising them, Yan Ding and Yan Zhan didn't dare to make any irregular moves. They straightened their chests and straightened their bodies.

After the voting in the hall ended, it was the turn of the low-level disciples outside to come in to vote. They had been waiting outside the hall and watched the wonderful speech contest through the shadow projection of the magic weapon.

The referee team is working hard to tally the voting results. With Meng De supervising from the side, even those with selfish motives dare not act rashly.

"Strong fight for 7605 votes."

"Yan Ding 7598 votes."

After counting the votes of the disciples, the fifteen-member referee team began voting.

Their one vote is worth ten. Mengde will not participate in this vote to ensure absolute fairness and impartiality. Under his strict supervision, secret operations can be suppressed as much as possible.

The votes of both parties are relatively close. In the end, the vote of the referee team can play the most critical role. You cannot abstain from voting. It is in their hands to decide the position of the sect leader.

Chapter 373 The benefits of having a backstage

The six peak masters have already divided into two camps, voting three to three for Yan Zhan and Yan Ding respectively.

The rest of the pressure naturally falls on the elders. The other nine elders have always been led by Meng De and rarely appear in public.

Only when something major happened to the sect would they come out to do some symbolic activities. Obviously, this time it was far beyond their expectations.

Unexpectedly, the position of the sect leader would ultimately depend on their votes.

The nine elders all looked at Mengde, hoping to get some instructions from him.

"Elders, please adhere to the principle of fairness and justice. Whoever you think is more suitable to be the sect leader, give your precious vote to him."

History is always strikingly similar. Only one elder was left without a vote, and the other eight elders divided the votes equally.

The last elder plays a decisive role, and he is also the youngest among these elders. His real age may not be as old as Yan Zhan.

As long as you vote for Yan Ding, you can achieve a comeback, and he prefers Yan Zhan. Over the years, he has witnessed the gradual prosperity of Dreamland Mountain and the development of a large number of deserted islands.