Maybe even Nalan Jingzhi didn't expect that he would reveal Bai Xiuping's true identity unintentionally.
It's just that no matter how talented he is, he can never think of something as incredible as rebirth.
Now was not the time to reveal his identity. Bai Xiuping did not answer Nalan Jingzhi's question and asked him to continue explaining his next actions.
"Although the young leader has mastered the Holy Demon Art, this alone cannot completely change the Demon Cult."
The current leader of the Demon Sect, the Demon Lord Li Xiuping, is extremely skilled in martial arts. He has few opponents in the entire martial arts world, let alone in the Demon Sect.
But he can only lead the Demon Cult, and cannot let the entire Demon Cult change because of him.
Nalan Jingzhi came to a cabinet, took out a wooden box and said: "This was originally a sincerity that I carefully prepared in order to gain the trust of the leader, but now I will give it to the young leader."
The value of something that allows Nalan Jingzhi to prepare carefully and confidently impress the leader of the Demon Cult can be imagined.
There are two books placed on the first floor of the wooden box, one is the original manuscript of Mingjiao's teachings, and the other is the ranking book of figures in the Mingjiao organization.
Since the disappearance of the Holy Fire Order, the number of original manuscripts of Mingjiao teachings has also become scarce, and the detailed content is not comparable to that of ordinary teachings today.
The Mingjiao ranking book was the purpose of Bai Xiuping's visit this time.
What really surprised Bai Xiuping was the mask on the second layer.
"Holy Fire Mask"
Mingjiao originated in the Western Regions. It is said that at that time, there was a dragon who did many evil things and wanted to prove the Tao by sacrificing people and transform into a real dragon.
There was a mysterious man wearing a mask. No one knew his origin. He appeared out of nowhere and killed the dragon with his sword.
"I heard that this is the mask that person is wearing. It looks ordinary on the outside, but it can prevent people from seeing the true face of the wearer."
Nalan Jingzhi explained.
"The Ming Cult has five holy objects that were used by the demons, but the other holy objects are now scattered and are missing. This holy fire mask is one of them."
Bai Xiuping looked at the holy fire mask in his hand and murmured: "The five holy objects of Mingjiao..."
A person who is not from the Ming Cult is able to obtain the sacred objects of the Ming Cult. One can imagine the depth of his methods and the length of his planning.
The reason why Bai Xiuping was given the Holy Fire Mask was not only to show his sincerity, but also for other reasons.
Nalan Jingzhi said: "Although you have mastered the Holy Demon Art, please keep a low profile as much as possible."
"Once they find out that you have learned the holy skills, at least 30%, no, 50% of the Mingjiao forces will target you."
Today's Mingjiao is a piece of loose sand and has long lost its cohesion.
It seems natural for a young leader with profound cultivation to inherit the position of leader, but this is the last thing they want to see for all the forces.
By then, half of the Mingjiao forces will target Bai Xiuping, and are even willing to temporarily join forces to solve this biggest threat.
The Mingjiao can compete with the entire Central Plains martial arts world, and half of the forces are targeting one person. Bai Xiuping is not conceited to this extent.
What's more, he himself doesn't want to use the Heavenly Demon Holy Art too much.
Bai Xiuping said in a deep voice: "Then according to what you see, what should we do?"
Since Nalan Jingzhi raised this issue, there should naturally be a solution.
"You don't have to worry too much. There are still nearly five months until the Ming Cult's heaven-sacrifice ceremony. Please use this time to win over people from the secret palaces and the Presbyterian Council as much as possible."
Nalan Jingzhi pointed to the name list of the Ming Cult and said: "Before the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, you must win over the support of at least half of the people from each force, so that you can successfully ascend to the position of leader."
Half of the secret palace masters and members of the Presbyterian Council of the Ming Cult are working in their own respective camps. It is not that easy to win them over.
"Of course there will be people who take the initiative to approach you, Young Master, such as Tongyin Palace, who is weak in overall strength but has outstanding intelligence capabilities."
Just like Wei Yuanji of Jubao Palace, they knew that it was difficult to compete for the position of leader with their own strength, so they wanted to support Bai Xiuping as the puppet leader, so as to listen to the politics behind the curtain.
The original Nalan Jingzhi also thought so, because in the eyes of everyone, the young leader of the Demon Cult was just a worthless scoundrel.
Thinking of this, Nalan Jingzhi couldn't help but shook his head. Even he was hidden, let alone others.
But this is also Bai Xiuping's advantage now. The enemy is in the open and I am in the dark.
"Young Master, your reputation is not very good now, and you should be aware of this."
Bai Xiuping was also helpless and said with regret: "I also feel deeply guilty for my previous behavior."
Nalan Jingzhi laughed, ignored Bai Xiuping's words, and continued: "They all think that you, Young Master, are a lustful scoundrel with no merits."
"But this will actually reduce our vigilance against you, provided that you need to continue to be secretive and low-key in your next actions."
While the various forces within the Mingjiao are constantly fighting, they are also expanding their influence outwards. For the ordinary members of the Mingjiao who live in Shiwanda Mountain, it can be said to be miserable.
When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer.
Thinking of the ordinary believers who had worked so hard just to live a stable life, Bai Xiuping sighed and then fell silent.
"Why don't you go and see the believers in these hundreds of thousands mountains in person? Of course, you need to act in secret and use the Holy Fire Mask to hide your identity. Can you do it?"
The young leader of the Mingjiao seemed to be very concerned about the ordinary believers, which surprised Nalan Jingzhi.
The huge number of ordinary believers is actually the foundation that supports Mingjiao. It's just that people in high positions don't care much about the people below.
If the young leader can win the hearts and minds of the people, it is not impossible to change the Ming Cult. Nalan Jingzhi's only worry is that Bai Xiuping has mastered the Holy Demon Art and has advanced martial arts, and is unwilling to walk at night in brocade clothes.
"Undercover?"
When Bai Xiuping heard Nalan Jingzhi's words, he was stunned for a moment before he realized that now that he had the Holy Fire Mask, he no longer had to act as the young leader of the Demon Cult.
Seeing Bai Xiuping's surprised look, Nalan Jingzhi thought he was unwilling and was about to persuade him.
Unexpectedly, Bai Xiuping suddenly laughed and said, "It's good to act in secret! Of course there is no problem."
Nalan Jingzhi was shocked. He would never have thought that Bai Xiuping had wanted to get rid of his identity as the young leader of the Demon Cult for a long time.
The sixth child is extremely excited inside now.
In any case, since Bai Xiuping is willing to keep a low profile, it is always a good thing, and Nalan Jingzhi also breathed a sigh of relief.
Nalan Jingzhi turned the wheelchair and said: "Since you want to cultivate your own power, your first choice is naturally those who have talent and strength, but are excluded from the Secret Palace and the Council of Elders."
Bai Xiuping nodded. He and Nalan Jingzhi had the same idea, and then asked: "There are still ten free spaces in the Yangming Palace Villa. Is it enough?"
"Ten places? Don't there still be eleven places available in the Yangming Palace Annex?"
Nalan Jingzhi was very familiar with the affairs of each palace, and he knew the number of vacant annexes in Yangming Palace.
Bai Xiuping looked at him and chuckled: "Now one of these places has an owner."
"I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to move from this simple secret room to the annex of Yangming Palace."
Nalan Jingzhi stopped the wheelchair and pulled down a rope with a proud look on his face.
Then a huge portrait fell down, with the three characters "Zhuang Fangliang" written on it.
Apparently he was someone Nalan Jingzhi had been observing for a long time.
"Zhuang Fangliang, let's start with this person."
