"Elder Zhao, sit down," Small sects like the Asashan Sect rarely have all kinds of red tape, not to mention that the other party respected him first. After all, Jiang Feng had nothing to control the other party.

Awkward.

The kid came to serve tea at the right time. The bamboo shoots and jade tips after the rain were not expensive, and they had the effect of cleaning the body and improving cultivation. This kid was a child of the Wang family of "Mandala Flower". His surname was Wang, and his single name was "Y", which was simple and easy to remember. His relatives were far from the patriarch Wang Xiandao. Judging from the past, whether it was light or dark, he was considered a subordinate with a relatively tight tone. Even though his cultivation was relatively low, his spiritual level was three levels, and his qualifications were ordinary.

"I heard of a happy event," Jiang Feng said slowly, "Is Elder Zhao going to marry the girl from the Wu family? If it is true, this matter is considered a major event for the sect and it must be done very well."

"The head of the sect laughed at me. This matter has not been finalized yet, so I haven't informed you."

Zhao Wenjun is usually low-key and has a deep cunning life, but his old face still turns slightly red. After all, Wu Xiaolin is only twenty years old this year, and the demon clan has a long life span, but she does have the suspicion of "an old cow eating young grass".

"It's very embarrassing to say that, I won't do it in big way. At that time, I will definitely invite the head to have a few glasses of wine and hope to enjoy the whole thing. If the kids at home were not worried and had no one who knew it, they wouldn't have been so moved by this age, which would have made the head laugh." In a moment, he had regained his indifferent expression and could not see his inner thoughts.

"Oh," Jiang Feng said, "What are these words? Our sect is all a family, and the elders are also old people in the sect. Will you still have a shortage of food? I heard that your eldest son Liangdong is studying well. Let's go back to the Mengshu Department to work. The young man has to be a little excited. Maybe one day he will suddenly become enlightened."

The Mengjiao Department is one of the six sects, and is responsible for teaching and educating people. Children over five years of age, regardless of whether they are enlightened or not, must study in the school under the jurisdiction of the Mengjiao Department for three and a half years of work and half a study. Spiritual planting, talisman making, magic tools, Taoism, and whether they are from the human race or the demon race, have some basic knowledge.

In the Mongolian Cult Department, there are naturally some spiritual stone salaries that can be obtained and accumulated. In the future, I will buy some basic "Feather Dragon Transformation Pills" to gain some low-probability awakening of Dharma phases. There is still hope, after all, it is not without precedent.

As an elder in the sect, Zhao Wenjun has the resource of spirit stones at hand, but he has not given up on his cultivation. If he can break through the mysterious level in this life and reach the earth level, his long life will be enough to protect the family until a qualified grandchildren appear. There are seven or eight demon children in the family. If the cultivation resources he has at hand are evenly distributed equally, the number will be useless, but he cannot be more favorable than the other. It would be strange if the wives in the family will not make a mess. Jiang Feng's proposal at least solved a small problem that was not big or small. His heart, which had long abandoned the therapy, became a little loose. The expression of the Gujing Wubo was a little fresh color that was the first sunny after the rain.

"By the way, I have a gift for my new brother and sister." Jiang Feng decided to strike while the iron was hot and took out the green phoenix jade pendant renovated in Duobao Pavilion, Zhenwu City. "It's a small gift I personally gave. You know the situation of the sect's big database, don't dislike it."

"Where is there," Zhao Wenjun refused, but his body was honest. He quickly took it over and looked at it carefully. Even though he had never followed the Great Deposit, he knew a little about the situation of the Great Deposit in the Sect after so many years of being in and out, and the Great Deposit in the Sect was basically hollowed out.

Wu Quanzhong, the leader of the "Copper Grass", cooperated with him not because he was joking about the sect's big database. What is there to worry about in a big database? But Bo's next-generation head. Everyone in the sect's cultivation level knows that after the black snake spirit possesses, his cultivation level will decline all the way. Once he reaches the Xuan level, he will quickly avalanche and his life span will not exceed five years. With the current leader Jiang Feng's second-level cultivation level of the Xuan level, it is unknown whether it can last for five years.

Wu Quanzhong is currently at the sixth level of Xuan level, and is the leader of the "Mandala Flower" at the seventh level of Xuan level, and Zheng Luda, the leader of the "Soul-raising Flower" at the sixth level of Xuan level, has the same cultivation level. If Jiang Feng dies, the three of them are qualified to become the leader without starting the new Black Snake Spirit possession ceremony. The first-generation bloodline children have already given up the competition qualification of the next generation of the leader when Jiang Feng inherits the position of the leader. And due to the shortage of cultivation resources, it is already very good to be able to keep the Presbyterian Church.

In the five positions of the Presbyterian Church, Zhao Wenjun's iron vote was crucial. Wang Xiandao also extended an olive branch to him, but Wu Quanzhong understood his pain points better.

"A good magic weapon," Zhao Wenjun said, "The leader has trouble." The attributes of this jade pendant are completely in line with his understanding of the young sister of the Wu family. He loves cleanliness and is not good at fighting. [Ice and Jade Clean] and [Guardian of Jade] are all suitable skills. Although the quality of the first level is not too high, it is also a good portable item for Wu Xiaolin at the third level of the spirit level.

"Where, little gifts, don't care." Jiang Feng said with a firm support. In fact, he was bleeding in his heart. It was all his own money. How miserable the leader did. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but complain about Nine Generations again, but his face had to be tightened. "Speaking of this, Wen Jun, your affairs are also the affairs of the sect, but the sect treasury is not abundant. The previous gentry has sold the resources in the sect for seven or eight. Recently, some contracts have expired. If they can be taken back or the price is renegotiable, it may be of great benefit to the many children of the sect."

"It's true that as the leader said." After accepting Jiang Feng's gift and taking care of his own children, Zhao Wenjun did not "know the elegant meaning after hearing the string songs". He continued to follow Jiang Feng's words, but he knew in his heart that re-negotiating the contract was the responsibility of Zheng Luda, the patriarch of the "Soul Flower" family. He could not speak, and he could only fight on the surface.

Judging from the words that Jiang Feng revealed, he wanted to renegotiate some contracts set by the previous generation. As far as he knew, there was only the contract of Western Lengquan recently, which was in the renegotiation stage. According to Wu Xiaolin and herself, Zheng Luda had renewed it for twenty years at an extremely low contract price, and there must be a yin and yang contract, which was a trick to fill his personal pockets. Wu Quanzhong was willing to intervene, so he revealed it to him through his younger sister, and also wanted to use his own mouth to secretly test pressure on Zheng Luda and squeeze out some value.

Interesting, interesting. I didn’t expect that the leader of the elders, who had always been in a weak position at the presbyterian church would also interfere in this matter.

"The interests of the sect are related to each family," Jiang Feng didn't know Zhao Wenjun's little plan. He knew in his heart that Zhao Wenjun could not know nothing about Zheng Luda's low-priced contract with Lengquan. All he had to do was to throw out the interests and let all parties discuss it. Even if he just tear off a small piece of meat, it would be good.

Poor.

The sect discussion hall is called "Fengyu Tower". It was built when the Asanyama Sect was founded. The name comes from Lin Baicheng, the leader of the third generation. It is said that a sect discussion was a small cloud. There was only a sect discussion hall, so it was named after the sect discussion hall. The Fengyu Tower was not big or high. The three-story layout and materials were all precious and rare Lido Ancient Cranberries. The patterns were exquisite and fireflies, and the low-key luxury. As a small sect, Asanyama Sect was still rich.

Jiang Feng inherited the position of head of the Asanyama Sect for the second year.

In June of summer, another quarter of the sect council will be held here.

The law enforcement elder Wang Xian came first. He was used to getting up early. Of course, the more important reason was his cave spiritual energy. A little gold-type spiritual energy would be mixed in the morning every day, which was slightly hindered from the cultivation. As a member of the Nine Generations of the Presbyterian Church, Fengyu Tower was very familiar to him. Every step and every corridor seemed to have memories of his years.

But he couldn't understand the situation today.

"Yanzhi, what are you doing here?"

The child dressed in a white scholar who came towards him was his junior, and the grandson of his brother Wang Xianhao should be called his grandfather. The name ended with the word "Zhi", which is a special character for the Wang family generation. This is different from the branch servant named "Wang Yi". The demon clan has adhered to the rules of inheritance and order for nearly a hundred years. All direct children are named three characters, and the branch can only be used with two characters. Even the head Jiang Feng is not immune to the common people. The branch is born, and even if he is the head, he cannot change his name.

"Grandpa, the head of the sect posted it and asked Ren Xiaolong to send it." Wang Yanzhi is more honest and even a little dull, but fortunately, he is straightforward and hard-working. Su Wang Xianhao also takes good care of him. "As far as I know, it seems that I am more than the only one. But I don't know what it is."

"Oh," Wang Xiandao was also a little confused. It was probably normal for these juniors not to know about it. Seeing that there was no one around, they became interested in taking the school exam. "How have you practiced the Cold Wind and Thunder Cloud Art that I threw to your father last time?"

"Report to my grandfather, I just reached the second level of entry. Although it is not a big problem to use it, there is no practical verification. You know, I am only at the sixth level of the spirit level and cannot exert all my power..."

"No hurry, you have good qualifications, there is no need to be eager for quick success and instant benefits. You must be more stable and lay a solid foundation. There are seven levels of practice in this skill. When you reach the mysterious level or practice the skill to the fourth level, I will hand over the second half to your father."

"Yes, grandpa. Thank you for your concern."

The two were chatting, and chattering and squeezing a few young children from the sect from the door. The woman in yellow-shirted in the middle was surrounded by stars like the moon. It was Zheng Keyue, the best-qualified female disciple among the three generations of the Zheng family. Yan Zhi's dull wooden eyes lit up instantly as soon as he saw it.

There was a knife on the head of the word "Se" and Wang Xiandao silently said in his heart that he would not say hello to the younger generations of other branches, and went upstairs silently. While thinking about the intention of the leader asking these younger generations to come, he lamented why his family did not have such good-looking children. Zheng Keyue has attracted a lot of popularity for the Zheng family in the Susanshan Sect.

The sun is on the top of the pole.

Everyone has arrived, leaving only the upper head position, and the position of the head is still vacant. It is said to be the upper head, but in fact it is a round table. Wang Xiandao, Zheng Luda, Wu Quanzhong, Zhao Wenjun, and the four elders all have their own fixed seats. Speaking of which, this sandalwood round table was left by the first leader, and it is more than enough to sit for five people. It was originally designed according to the seven-person design. Since the sixth-generation leader Shen Ailong lost a large area of ​​territory in the Eastern Valley, the atmosphere of this sect has naturally declined. The seven-person elders will be reduced to five people, which is helpless.

In the side hall half a floor downstairs, there are three rows of long wooden tables. The crimson oil paint is still new, exuding the breath of fresh tung oil. Fifteen young children sat casually, all of whom were spiritual cultivation, and they were no more than fifteen years old. From the position of Wang Xiandao, you can see these fifteen children.

Four members of the Wang family, four members of the Zheng family, three members of the Wu family, one member of the ninth generation leader Ren family, one member of the Wei family, the widow of Shen Dejun, the seventh generation leader Shen Dejun, and one member of the Wei family. The casual cultivator joined the family Ding family and one member of the Huangfu family.

It's very representative. Wang Xiandao touched the sparse stubble on his chin and thought to himself.

The air was not dry and the spiritual energy was thin and dim. This was a signal that the spirit stones of the Demon Spirit Lamp Formation were exhausted. The people on the round table were all sensational. Wang Xiandao was about to say something to relieve the boredom, but the spiritual energy suddenly became richer.

At the last moment, I changed the spirit stone of the Demon Spirit Lamp. The other three people on the round table moved their bodies, especially Zheng Luda, who was waiting to see the leader's misunderstandings.

Zhao Wenjun's face was slightly relaxed, as if he had just escaped from melancholy. It was obvious that the fifteen people in the lower head did not have the children of the Zhao family. This situation deeply stimulated him. No, if the eldest son of the family Zhao Liangdong could enter the Mongolian sect, he had to find some excuses to help him get some "Yulong Huaqing Dan" to attack. Even the second son, third son, fourth son, and fifth son had to find a way, especially the fifth son, Zhao Liangnan, who loved the most, was only nineteen years old this year, so it should be easier to succeed. Otherwise, among the younger generation, he would not be able to occupy a seat, so what would he do to become a big family of the Asano Sect. He glanced at Wu Quanzhong who had been playing with a black jade tiger talisman on the side. His children were not good at it. If the young girl in the Wu family was successful, he would be completely tied to the other party's chariot and become a "pawn".

"The head is here!" A slightly sharp voice sounded, it was Wang Yi's servant.
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