The power of the family is scattered in the hands of the dozen or so people in the hall at this moment.

Needless to say, the foundation-building elders and clan leaders must be top-notch figures.

Sitting on the far right, the thin old man with red hair and yellow eyes is the first-class guest guest Zeng Tingxuan.

The conditions for the Chen family to hire guest officials are strict.

Except for foundation-building monks, if you want to be a guest of the Chen family, you must master an outstanding auxiliary path.

For example, alchemy, talisman making, animal taming, etc.

At present, the family has a total of three guest ministers.

Zeng Tingxuan was the only first-class guest among them.

This person was originally a casual cultivator who joined the Chen family with his early foundation-building cultivation. It has been almost sixty years.

He is good at refining weapons, and most of the elders have received his favor.

Zeng Tingxuan's status was so high that although his surname was Keqing, his opinions were generally considered in core family affairs.

Underneath the several foundation builders are the deacons of the fifth hall and three elders on the ninth level of Qi training.

They more or less control a key industry of the family.

As soon as Chen Ping stepped into the palace door, "swish, swish, swish", several eyes came to him.

Some are scrutinizing, some are curious, and some are kind.

Chen Zhoukang on the other side was depressed and felt the feeling of being left out for the first time.

"I've met the clan leader, elders, and senior Zeng!"

Chen Ping was calm and composed, quickly stepped forward and saluted each and every one of them.

"Okay, don't scare this junior."

Chen Xiangwen's eyes were as bright as spring and he spoke softly, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"Is he a porcelain doll? He's so fearless!"

A beautiful female voice sounded, but unfortunately it was mixed with a hint of ridicule.

Chen Ping looked up and saw that the person who said this was a gorgeous woman in blue.

She has a slender waist, a slender jade neck, an extraordinary temperament, and a facial appearance that is very similar to Chen Yiru's.

She is the second elder Chen Munian, Chen Yiru's biological aunt.

The two people have almost the same personality and temperament, more like a mother and daughter.

Both of them are extremely strong, which also leads to the extremely unharmonious relationship between aunt and nephew.

"Auntie, since you are an elder, you must have the dignity of an elder, otherwise your life of more than a hundred years will not be in vain!"

Chen Ping didn't feel anything yet, but Chen Yiru couldn't stand it anymore and said sarcastically, not giving Chen Mu Nian any face at all.

"Haha, if you are so protective of the calf, could it be that you can think of someone when you see this child?"

Chen Munian's expression remained unchanged and he replied with a smile.

"Auntie, you have been so cool all your life, who will you miss when you get old?"

Chen Yiru immediately counterattacked without any pretense.

Chen Mu Nian lived for more than 150 years, had no children, and had never had a romantic interest in any monk of the opposite sex.

This is inseparable from the fact that she has practiced her family's clan-suppressing technique, Shui Qing Xin Jue, since she was a child.

This technique emphasizes forgetting one's feelings.

When cultivating to the deepest level, those who practice Dharma will only have heaven and earth in their hearts, without any emotion or desire.

Although Chen Mu Nian has not reached that extreme point, as his level has improved, he has naturally become boundless alienated from his flesh and blood relatives.

After all, the essence of Shui Qing Xin Jue is that she is cold and unkind, so she cannot be blamed entirely.

But Chen Yiru couldn't understand it.

There are so many martial arts in the family that I have no choice but to practice Shui Qing Xin Jue, which is unique to me.

Nowadays, the gap between aunt and nephew is growing day by day. Shouldn't this be something she could have foreseen?

"Okay! You two dignified elders of the clan, don't let the younger generation see the joke."

Chen Xiangwen interrupted the dispute between the two and said unhappily.

Others have no eyes or ears and are not surprised by this.

"Chen Ping, how long did it take you to advance the Fire Wheel to Dzogchen?"

The person who asked the question was a middle-aged monk who was six feet tall, with broad shoulders and long hands, and wearing a blue robe.

Every move he made while sitting there showed his majesty.

It's just that his face is covered with purple spots, which look like lines on a thousand-legged centipede, which is really scary.

Chen Xingchao, a top-grade Leilinggen monk with outstanding combat power.

Except for the eldest elder Chen Xiangwen, he has the highest status in the Haichang Chen family.

Soon, when he breaks through to the late stage of foundation building, he will become truly the number one member of the Chen family!

"fifteen years."

Chen Ping blurted out.

"Although Fire Escape Wheel is a red-grade magic, most people without three or forty years of hard work will never be able to reach the peak level."

Chen Xingchao's eyes flashed with approval, and he said happily: "My Chen family is very prosperous."

"Xingchao is right. Our Chen family in Haichang has produced two foundation-building elders with high-grade spiritual roots in the past century, and there are also juniors like Lin'er like Ping'er. It seems that the expansion of the family is not far away."

Chen Xiangwen twirled his white beard and Lao Huai said comfortingly.

Chen Tong said with a smile: "Zhoukang is a kid with great stamina, not half worse than Ping'er."

"Thanks to the patriarch for the compliment. Zhou Kang feels that except for alchemy, he is far behind Brother Heping in other aspects."

Chen Zhoukang said humbly.

"Ping'er, Kang'er, you two stand aside and listen."

Chen Xiangwen ordered, his eyes swept around the hall, and he said: "I summoned you to the meeting hall today. There are a few things I want to discuss with you."

"In the battle on Tengshan Island, my Chen family lost nine Qi Practitioners. Three of them were direct descendants and six were collateral descendants."

"The family will increase the pension for their close relatives within a month, and will temporarily distribute 1,300 family contribution points."

"Do you have any comments?"

After he finished speaking for a long time, the entire audience was still silent, indicating that the proposal was passed.

The Chen family's pension has always been generous, and under the intimidation of the foundation builders, no one dared to take advantage of this money.

"In addition, this truce was initiated by the Meng family, and they paid a total of 30,000 spirit stones. What I mean is that spirit stones are dead, and foundation-building monks are the foundation."

"Therefore, I plan to exchange the spirit stones for foundation-building pills and rush into the family treasure house. What do you think?"

Chen Xiangwen turned to look at Chen Xingchao and said slowly.

The associated kamikaze sand mine on Fujiyama Island is just a tiny vein, and the net profit after mining is about 100,000 spiritual stones.

Almost all the masters of foundation building in the Chen family camp came out, and it took several months to capture about 30% of the share.

In fact, it cannot be said whether it is a loss or a profit.

If it weren't for the harsh cultivation environment on Tengshan Island and the lack of defenses on Haichang Island, Chen Xiangwen would not have wanted to end in an anticlimax.

"I agree!"

Seeing the great elder's questioning look, Chen Xingchao nodded and said sharply: "The Mengyu family has been mining copper crystal mines for many years and has accumulated considerable resources. Coupled with the output of the Kamifeng Sand Mine, they can definitely buy

Three or four foundation-building pills."

"If we are lucky, there will be several junior foundation builders within ten years. This will be bad news for our clan."

"I agree too. We must nip problems in the bud."

Chen Tong said solemnly.

Chen Mu Nian's aunt and nephew didn't say anything, but he probably acquiesced.

The five major foundation builders all agreed, so of course the deacons below would not sing the opposite.

The two juniors, Chen Ping and Chen Zhoukang, are even less qualified to speak.

Having the right to observe the Supreme Council is a great blessing.

At least Chen Zhoukang felt very honored.

Chen Ping can only be described as casual.

He has experienced too many big scenes in his previous life, and Yuanying Ancestor has met him several times in person.
Chapter completed!