"Elder Zhao, sit down quickly." A small sect like the Qianshan Sect rarely has all kinds of red tape, not to mention that the other party gave him a foot of respect first. Having said that, Jiang Feng had nothing to control the other party.
Awkward.
The little boy Zhike came to serve tea at the right time. The jasper tips of bamboo shoots after the rain are not expensive, and they have the effect of washing the body and improving one's cultivation. This boy is a descendant of the "Mandala Flower" Wang family, with a surname of Wang and a single name of "Yi".
The word "" is easy to remember. He is relatively far away from the clan leader Wang Xiandao. Judging from the past tests, whether explicit or implicit, he is a relatively tight-lipped subordinate. Even though his cultivation level is relatively low, he is at the third level of the spiritual level, and his qualifications are ordinary.
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"I heard a happy news," Jiang Feng said calmly, "Elder Zhao is going to marry a girl from the Wu family. If it is true, this matter is considered a major event for the sect and must be done in a big way."
"The leader is just kidding. This matter hasn't been finalized yet, so I didn't inform you."
Zhao Wenjun is usually low-key and has a deep palace, but his old face is still slightly red. After all, Wu Xiaolin is only twenty years old this year. It is true that the demon clan has a long life, but he is indeed suspected of being an "old cow eating young grass".
"It's totally embarrassing to say it. I won't do it in a big way. I will definitely treat the boss to a few drinks and look forward to showing off. If it weren't for the fact that several children in the family are worried and none of them are enlightened, they won't be able to do it at this age.
It makes the leader laugh that he has such ordinary thoughts." After a moment, he had regained his calm expression and could not tell what he was thinking in his heart.
"Alas," Jiang Feng said, "What are you talking about? We are all members of the same family in our sect, and the elders are also old men of the sect. If we are enlightened or not, we will still be short of food? I heard that your eldest brother, Liangdong, is still studying at the school.
Not bad, go back and work as a teacher in Meng, young people have to be a bit ambitious, maybe one day they will suddenly enlighten themselves."
The Mengjiao Si is one of the six divisions within the sect and is responsible for teaching and educating people. Children of the sect over the age of five, regardless of whether they have gained innate cultivation skills or not, must spend three and a half years in a private school under the jurisdiction of the Mengjiao Si.
Studying during work-study. There are some basic dabblings in spiritual plants, talisman making, magic weapons, and Taoism, whether from the human race or the demon race.
Serving in the Mengjiao Department, one can naturally get some spiritual stones and salary. If he saves them, he can buy some low-level 'Yulong Huaqing Pills' in the future and obtain some low-probability Dharma awakenings. After all, it is not without precedent.
As the elder of the sect, Zhao Wenjun has the spiritual stone resource at hand, but he has not given up on his cultivation. If he can break through the Xuan level and reach the Earth level in this life, his long life will be enough to protect the family until qualified grandchildren appear. At home
There are seven or eight demon boys. If the cultivation resources on hand are evenly distributed in a bowl of water, the quantity will be so small that it will be useless. But you can't favor one and the other. It's strange that the wives at home won't make a mess. Jiang Feng's proposal
, at least one of his minor problems, not too big or too small, was solved. His heart, which had long given up on treatment, actually became a little looser, and Gujing Wubo's expression actually had a fresh color like the first sunshine after the rain.
"By the way, I have another gift for my new siblings." Jiang Feng decided to strike while the iron was hot and took out the cyan phoenix jade pendant that was remade at Duobao Pavilion in Zhenwu City. "This is a small gift from me personally. The sect's treasury
You know the situation, just don’t dislike it.”
"Where is it?" Zhao Wenjun refused in his mouth, but his body was honest. He quickly took it and looked at it carefully. The situation of the sect's Daku, even though he had never been a Daku follower, he had followed the Nine Generations Ren Wo Dao for so long.
After years of coming and going, he was more or less aware that the sect's treasury had been basically emptied.
Wu Quanzhong, the leader of the "Purple Copper Grass" clan, cooperated with him not because he coveted the sect's treasury. What's there to worry about in an empty treasury? It was because of Bo's position as the next leader and the cultivation within the sect.
Everyone at the Xuan level knows that after being possessed by the spirit of the black snake, the cultivation level will drop all the way. Once it reaches below the Xuan level, it will quickly avalanche to the bottom, and the lifespan will not exceed five years. With the current leader Jiang Feng’s second level cultivation at the Xuan level
Therefore, it is still unknown whether it can last for five years.
Wu Quanzhong is currently at the sixth level of Xuan level. He is similar to Wang Xiandao, the leader of the "Mandala Flower" at the seventh level of the Xuan level, and Zheng Luda, the leader of the "Soul-nurturing Flower" at the sixth level of the Xuan level. If Jiang Feng dies, will he start a new life?
Under the premise of the Black Snake Spirit Possession Ceremony, all three of them are qualified to become the leader. The first-generation bloodline children had already given up the qualifications for the next generation of leader when Jiang Feng inherited the position of leader, and because of their cultivation
With the problem of resource shortage, it is already good to be able to retain one vote from the Presbyterian Church.
Among the five positions in the Presbyterian Church, Zhao Wenjun's unwavering vote was crucial. In this regard, Wang Xiandao also extended an olive branch to himself, but Wu Quanzhong understood his pain points better.
"It's a good magic weapon," Zhao Wenjun said, "The master has taken the trouble." The attributes of this jade pendant are completely consistent with his understanding of the Wu family's little sister. She loves to be clean and is not good at fighting. She is both [pure and jade] and [guardian of jade].
Appropriate skills. Although the quality of the first level is not too high, it is still a good carry-on for Wu Xiaolin, who is at the third level of the spirit level.
"No, it's a small gift, don't worry about it." Jiang Feng insisted and said. In fact, his heart was bleeding. This is all his own money. What the leader has done must be so miserable. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
After hearing Jiudai Yitong, his face became tense, "Speaking of which, Wenjun, your matter can be regarded as the sect's matter, but the sect's treasury is not rich, and the previous generation has sold the sect's resources for seventy-eight dollars.
Seven or eight, some contracts have just expired recently. If they can be recovered or the price can be renegotiated, it may be of great benefit to the many disciples of the sect."
"It's true as the leader said." After accepting Jiang Feng's gift and taking care of his own children, Zhao Wenjun still didn't "know the elegant meaning of the string song" and continued to follow Jiang Feng's words, but he knew in his heart that this renegotiation of the contract would
It is the responsibility of Zheng Luda, the patriarch of the "Soul-nurturing Flower" family. As an elder who teaches martial arts, he can't say anything, so he can only slap and laugh on the surface.
Judging from the tone of Jiang Feng's revelation, he wanted to renegotiate some of the contracts set by his predecessor. As far as he knew, the only contract recently with Western Cold Spring was in the renegotiation stage. According to Wu Xiaolin and herself, Zheng Luda had already agreed to a very low price.
The contract price was renewed for twenty years. There must be a yin and yang contract in it, and the dirty tricks involved in enriching his own pockets. Wu Quanzhong wanted to intervene, so he revealed it to himself through his little sister, and also wanted to use his own words to secretly test Zheng Luda.
Press, squeeze out some value.
Interesting, interesting. I didn't want to be the one who stood out, but I didn't expect that the head of the Presbyterian Council, who had always been in a weak position, would intervene 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 couldn't know anything about Zheng Luda's signing of Cold Spring at a low price. What he had to do was to throw out his interests and let everyone
Speaking of which, even if it's just a small piece of meat, that's good.
Poor.
The name of the sect's meeting hall is "Fengyu Tower". It was built when Qianshan Sect was established. The name comes from Lin Baicheng, the third generation leader. It is said that during a certain sect meeting, a small cloud suddenly drifted over.
There was a storm at the meeting hall, so it got its name. The Fengyu Tower is not big or high, with a three-story layout. The materials are all precious and rare ancient Lido fir trees. The patterns are exquisite and they are fire-resistant. It is a low-key luxury and the Asayama Sect is
A small sect, but still rich.
It was the second year that Jiang Feng inherited the position of head of the Qianshan Sect.
In June of summer, another quarterly sect meeting was held here.
Law enforcement elder Wang Xiandao was the first to come. He is used to getting up early. Of course, the main reason is that his cave aura will be mixed with a little gold aura every morning, which is slightly harmful to practice. As a surviving member of the Nine Generations Presbyterian Church, Fengyulou
For him, it couldn't be more familiar. Every step and every corridor seems to have memories of his years.
But he couldn't understand today's situation.
"Yanzhi, what are you doing here?"
The oncoming boy dressed as a scholar in white is his junior, the grandson of his brother Wang Xianhao. He should be called his great grandfather. The end of his name is the character 'Zig', which is a special word for this generation of the Wang family. This is consistent with
The branch boy named 'Wang Yi' is different. The demon clan has been adhering to the rules of orderly inheritance for nearly a hundred years. All direct descendants have three-character names, while the branch can only use two characters.
Even the leader, Jiang Feng, is not exempt from vulgarity. Even if he comes from a branch of the family, he cannot change his name even if he becomes the leader.
"Grandpa, the master posted a message and asked Ren Xiaolong to send it." Wang Yanzhi has a relatively honest personality, even a little dull, but fortunately he has an upright mind and practices hard. Wang Xianhao usually takes good care of him, "According to me
It seems I’m not the only one who knows. But I don’t know what it is.”
"Oh," Wang Xiandao was also a little confused. If he didn't know something, it was probably normal for these juniors not to know. Seeing that there was no one around, he had the idea of taking the exam, "The cold wind and thunder clouds I threw at your father last time
Jue, how are you doing with your practice?"
"I'm telling you, uncle, I have just reached the second level of entry level. Although there is no big problem in using it, it has not been verified in actual combat. As you know, I am only at the sixth level of the spiritual level, so I can't use all my power..."
"Don't worry, you have good qualifications. There is no need to rush for quick success. You need to be steady and lay a good foundation. There are seven levels in this skill when you practice it to perfection. When you reach the Xuan level or practice the skill to the fourth level, I will add the second half
Give it to your father."
"Yes, Grandpa. Thank you for your concern, Grandpa."
The two were chatting, and then several young disciples from the sect squeezed in from the door. The woman in yellow clothes, surrounded by stars like a moon, was none other than Zheng Keyue, the most qualified woman among the three generations of the Zheng family.
Disciple, Yanzhi's dull eyes instantly lit up as soon as he saw him.
The word "sex" is a knife on the head, Wang Xiandao muttered silently in his heart. He would not say hello to the juniors from other branches, so he went upstairs silently, thinking about the boss's intention of calling these younger generations, and lamenting about his family.
Why are there no such good-looking children? Zheng Keyue has made the Zheng family very popular in the Qianshan Sect.
The sun is rising.
Everyone has arrived, leaving only the top position. The position of the leader is still vacant. It is said to be the top position, but in fact it is a round table. Wang Xiandao, Zheng Luda, Wu Quanzhong, Zhao Wenjun, the four elders, all have their own fixed seats.
Speaking of which, this sandalwood round table was left behind by the first generation head. It is more than enough to seat five people. It was originally designed for seven people. Since the sixth generation head Shen Ailong lost a large area of the eastern valley, the atmosphere of this sect has naturally become more and more popular.
With the decline, the seven-person Presbyterian Church was reduced to five people, which was helpless.
In the side hall half a floor down, there are three rows of long wooden tables. The crimson oil paint is still new and exudes the smell of fresh tung oil. Fifteen young disciples, all spiritual level cultivators, are sitting casually one after another.
Because they are no more than fifteen years old, from Wang Xiandao's position, he can just see these fifteen disciples.
There are four members of the Wang family, four members of the Zheng family, three members of the Wu family, one person from the Ren family, the ninth generation head, one person from the Wei family, the widow of the seventh generation head Shen Dejun, and one member each from the Ding family and the Huangfu family who are casual cultivators.
Very representative, Wang Xiandao thought as he touched the sparse stubble on his chin.
The air was not hot and dry, and the spiritual energy was thin and dim. This was a sign that the magic spirit stone of the Demon Spirit Lamp Array was exhausted. Several people on the round table felt this. Wang Xiandao was just about to say something to relieve his boredom, when the spiritual energy suddenly became rich again.
At the last moment, they exchanged the spirit stone of the Demon Spirit Lamp. The other three people at the round table all moved, especially Zheng Luda, who was waiting to see the joke of the leader who was unable to make ends meet.
Zhao Wenjun's face softened slightly, as if he had just escaped from melancholy. It was obvious that the fifteen people below were not descendants of the Zhao family. This situation deeply stimulated him. No, if the eldest son of the family, Zhao Liangdong,
To be able to enter the Mongolian teaching department, I had to find some excuse to help him get some 'Yulong Huaqing Pill' for impact. Even the second, third, fourth and fifth had to find a way, especially the fifth, Zhao Liangnan, whom he loved most, had only been born this year.
At the age of nineteen, it should be easier to succeed. Otherwise, he would not be able to occupy a single seat among the younger generation, and he would not be able to talk about becoming a large family of the Qianshan Sect. He glanced at Wu Quanzhong, who had been playing with a black jade tiger talisman.
To live up to expectations, if the younger sister of the Wu family wants to live up to her expectations, she will be completely tied to the opponent's chariot and become a 'pawn'.
"The master is here!" A slightly sharp voice sounded, it was Wang Yi, that boy.