Chapter 2337: Brother Cheng’s familiar people

For the witch clan, the position of the Void King, Lan Chou is very important.

That determines whether the witch tribe can still stay in its original territory and retain its existing status in the future.

Many leaders and patriarchs present had similar ideas.

So above the clouds in the sky, people were traveling back and forth like butterflies, endlessly.

"Those who support my great elders can all come to Qianluohai to take root in the future, which is guaranteed to be a blessed land for the cave heaven!"

"Today support my clan leader, you will have a backer tomorrow!"

"Everyone who supports our Xieyu family can receive three Taichu Hunyuan Crystals!"

"This time I support me to send Chiwei Zhenren to be the Void King, and next time we will support you to be the Void General..."

The shouts came one after another, like a hawking.

Looking at the noisy scene, Brother Cheng said that he was also eye-opening.

After so many years of his debut, this is the first time he has seen such a large-scale canvassing scene in the cultivation world.

Mo Chen, who was beside him, couldn't help but sigh.

"This should be the day when the middle-class sects of the Eye of Yun Nie have the highest status, right?"

Ji Linghan smiled and said, "From this perspective, their rules of changing the sky and the earth are quite good. At least those medium-sized sects will live a good life on weekdays."

Top sects and tribes are now competing for auxiliary positions.

And the small sect is not qualified to enter the voting field.

Only those medium-sized sects can be won over.

In Ji Linghan's opinion, those top sects on weekdays must not dare to oppress the medium sects.

But Ming Tong shook his head.

"President Ji only knows one thing, not the other!"

"After all, the cultivation world is a place where you speak by strength."

"Don't look at the fact that those medium-sized sects are being attracted to the extreme now. After this day, it will be another situation."

"And they are also involuntarily. If they do not support the auxiliary position in the area where the mountain gate is located, they will most likely be retaliated and suppressed when they go back."

"Our witch clan has few allies, and those sects and clans with large populations are not in a hurry at all."

After being reminded by him, Jiang Cheng saw that some of the holy lords sitting upright on the clouds in the field were calm, arrogant, or contemptuous.

They did not need to recruit people, but instead some of the heads of medium-sized sects took the initiative to show their kindness to them.

And just as he was observing the surroundings, a voice transmission sounded in his ears.

"President Jiang?"

"My God, is it you?"

Brother Cheng looked in the sound and saw an old man in gray sitting on a cloud in the distance, looking at him in surprise.

"Who are you?"

"I am the Emperor Chefeng Immortal Emperor from the ancient fairy world back then. We have seen it in the barbarian world. Don't you remember it?"

Brother Cheng finally got some impression.

During the last period of the ancient immortal world, everyone gathered in the barbarian world to resist the three real worlds of Yin, Yang and Fire. This person also stood behind him.

But at that time, the Immortal Emperor had no sense of existence.

"Ha, I haven't seen each other for many years."

Chefeng nodded excitedly, "Yes, I wanted to find you in the Yuanxian Realm, but I missed it. I didn't expect to meet you again here..."

"By the way, are you here to participate in this transformation of the world?

Why didn't you participate in the competition for the auxiliary position?

Isn’t you a witch clan next to you?”

Jiang Cheng shrugged, "I don't like the auxiliary position yet, but I have a lot of relationship with the witch clan. This time I'm here to watch the fun together."

"The Witch Clan is actually yours?"

Che Feng was surprised at first, and then patted his chest without hesitation, "Then this time we will support the witch clan, I didn't say anything!"

Brother Cheng was planning to take Lan Qi to the first spring to be the Void Emperor, so he had a formality here, so he had no intention of canvassing votes at all.

"It's not good to do this, if your sect is dissatisfied..."

Che Feng was very worried, "What's the matter? At worst, let's move to the witch clan."

"If you hadn't taken the initiative to turn the tide back then, we would have been wiped out by the three real realms of Yin, Yang and Fire. I must repay such great kindness."

It is hard to refuse the kindness, Brother Cheng directly gave a thumbs up.

"terrific!"

"With me here, the witch clan cannot treat you badly!"

Hearing this sentence, Che Feng's mouth rippled.

"President Jiang is so kind, this is what I should do."

This time, he chose to support him regardless of the future, mainly because he knew Chief Jiang, knew that he was very particular about his work and never was vague with his own people.

Secondly, he experienced those series of miracles in the ancient fairy world back then.

Later, in the Yuanxian Realm, I heard the legend of his rise in the sky.

Now Jiang Cheng’s holy realm is an ancient saint level in his mind.

The son of the plane can take off with his thighs. How can he miss it again?

He had just finished sending the message with Che Feng, and before Jiang Cheng could tell Ming Tong, another message came.

"Master Jiang, why are you here too? You are still sitting on the side of the Witch Clan?"

"I am the Holy Lord Yanzhen. You helped me refine the imperial weapon in Tianlu Palace back then!"

"The witch clan does not use imperial weapons, and acts strangely and is very difficult to deal with. Master Jiang, why are you with them?"

"What?

Are you the great prophet of the Witch Clan?”

"Then this time our Yujinmen must give the witch clan a place to help us!"

Just after the message transmission to Yanzhen, the next message transmission is coming again.

"Demon Lord! Damn, it turns out that you are still alive. Our ape tribe has been looking for you all these years!"

"Yes, the Monkey King is here too, but I didn't come this time."

"President Jiang, do you still remember the Mingzai Domain?"

"President Jiang..."

For a moment, Brother Cheng was so busy.

He experienced three periods: the lower realm, the ancient immortal world, and the Yuan immortal world, and each period was at the top of the plane.

There are only six springs in total, and it is not surprising that his acquaintances of the past appear here.

The last time I destroyed the Zhuyun Sect and the Feixianmen settled on Dongzhu Island, the first spring, many old friends from that year rushed to meet him after hearing the news.

When talking to these old friends, he gradually understood the reason why the witch clan had few allies.

Whether it is the human race, the demon race, the spirit race, and the ghost race, it seems that there are some prejudice against the witch race.

In their eyes, the witch clan is a group of sinister and vicious people who are indifferent and hiding in the dark and cursing the gu, and they are hard to guard against.

This stereotype makes them stay away from the witch clan.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh. No wonder the witch clan had only a few equally remote groups as allies, and even a normal human sect did not see it.

In fact, curse, placing a ghost is just a low-end method for wizards in the lower realm.

The witch tribes he usually comes into contact with are not introverted and ruthless, and his daily communication is no different from that of normal human tribes.

But there is no way. The witch clan has been hiding in the edge of the Yuanxian Realm and has not come out to deal with other clans.

Other ethnic groups have no idea about them, so naturally they become more and more exaggerated.

Just as he was busy sending messages to these people, a chuckle came from the clouds not far away.
Chapter completed!