Chapter 408 The head of the Zhou family

Author: Waterways are not lonely

Chapter 408 The head of the Zhou family

The next morning, Zhoujiabao, the place where Zhou mortals live, was already full of people.

This news was spreading in the streets and alleys, taverns and tea shops, and countless people were talking about it, and some didn't even care about wine and food.

"Elder Zhou Rupeng wants to fight with the young master Zhou Chengyong on the stage to compete for the position of the head of the Zhou family?"

"I heard that this duel was hosted by two old masters, Zhifei and Zhixian, and the real person in the Divine Sword Gate Auditorium."

"This is a rare grand occasion! However, this battle is related to the future honor and disgrace of the Zhou family. If the young master wins, it would be fine. If he loses, then the Zhou family will fall into the side branch."

"That's not it! The young master is the only heir of Zhou's family, why is it not his inheritance?"

The Zhou family mortals who live in the Waibao recognize the legitimate and illegitimate illegitimate corpses. Only the bloodline of the direct line can inherit the Zhou family, but the bloodline of the side branch cannot be!

The most important thing for a family of immortal cultivation is bloodline. If the bloodline is tenable, the entire family can be united. If the legitimate and illegitimate family are not distinguished, let alone the immortal cultivation family, even ordinary mortal families will fall apart due to property entanglement.

Therefore, almost all mortals and even qi-refining cultivators with low cultivation support Zhou Chengyong to become the new generation of Zhou family heads.

It's different from the bustling in the Basin.

There was silence in the inner castle.

The high-level monks of the Zhou family do not recognize bloodlines at all. They only recognize the same: strength!

Whoever has the ability to lead the Zhou family out of difficulties will listen to anyone, it is so simple.

Zhou Chengyong is just a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage. He has no strength at all, but his mother has it, and his uncle has it!

For example, Zhao Yugou was not even surnamed Zhou. Just because he had the potential to impact the golden elixir and was associated with the Zhou family, the two old men of the Zhou family took the initiative to stand up to support Zhou Chengyong and Zhou Rupeng duel.

The Zhou family cannot be divided, and it cannot be put into the hands of incompetent people.

As for who is the head of the family?

It doesn't matter at all!

Just like the head of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, he is just a person who arranges and does things.

As for the opinions of the mortals of the Zhou family, we don’t have to worry about it.

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In the largest garden in the inner castle, a huge stone carved arena stands in it, surrounded by various stands.

The stand at the highest point.

Sun Yuanhua, the elder of the Divine Sword Gate Shang Auditorium, sat on a wooden chair, and two disciples of the Divine Sword Gate Auditorium stood behind him.

One of the two disciples held a gold soul lamp that had not yet been lit in his hands, and the other needle was holding a golden book and a jade book in his hand.

Zhou Zhifei, two old men from the Zhou family, and Zhou Zhixian, were sitting on the chairs on both sides of Sun Yuanhua.

Other members of the Zhou family's Foundation Establishment Clan sat on both sides, and the elders in the Zhou family's management classroom watched the battle from other stands.

On the ring, Zhou Chengyong stood proudly in blue clothes, his eyes closed and his face was indifferent, as if he didn't care about what was about to happen.

Unlike in the past, there was a small gourd hanging around Zhou Chengyong's waist, and nothing else was there.

He is still the fifteen-year-old boy, only having the sixth level of Qi Refining.

At this age, this level of cultivation is actually quite good, and foundation building can be said to be a foregone conclusion.

"Is this the young master of the Zhou family? So handsome!"

"The future heir of the Zhou family is indeed very comparable to that of people!"

"Yes! Zhou Chengyong, a talented boy from the Zhou family, is about to show off today!"

"Zhou Chengyong has a great chance this time! After all, the Zhou family only has his own bloodline like him!"

"Does Zhou Chengyong have this hope? He only has the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the opponent he wants to face is in the middle stage of foundation building."

"So what about the middle stage of foundation building? Zhou Chengyong is not an ordinary person. He is the genius of the Zhou family in our Tianyun City. He is the future successor of our Zhou family!"

Under the arena, there were a lot of discussions, and many people were full of confidence in Zhou Chengyong.

The stand at the highest point.

While tasting tea, Sun Yuanhua said with interest: "It is not impossible for the Qi Refining Period to overcome the Foundation Establishment Period. A powerful third-level talisman is enough. It's just a pity, such a talisman."

"My Zhou family rules are very strict, and the third-level talisman cannot fall into Zhou Chengyong's hands." Zhou Zhifei said.

"That must have been something Zhao Suya got from outside." Sun Yuanhua said in a confident tone.

"What if he didn't use talismans?" Zhou Zhixian said.

Sun Yuanhua suddenly became excited: "If he could defeat Zhou Rupeng in the middle stage of foundation building without using the third-level talisman, then he would be my Divine Sword Sect, no! He is a genius in the entire world of immortal cultivation."

"Zhou Rupeng is here!" Zhou Zhixian said.

The three of them stopped talking. Whether Zhou Chengyong had a third-level talisman, or whether he was an ancient genius in the world of immortal cultivation would be able to reveal the answer immediately.

Zhou Rupeng was wearing a black robe and a long sword behind his back. He looked about forty years old, with a cold face and a cold murderous intent in his eyes. He walked over, and every step was like a huge rock pressing on the ground.

Zhou Chengyong, standing on the ring, opened his eyes and said loudly: "Zhou Rupeng, do you dare to compete with me?"

Zhou Rupeng showed a hint of sneer and said, "Zhou Chengyong, I have found out your reliance. Isn't it just the five foundation-building cultivators of Xuanyang Sect? You expect them to protect you, hahahaha... idiot! They dare to take action here today,

My Zhou family monks will definitely chop them into minced meat!”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chengyong was not panicked at all and just sneered, saying, "Zhou Rupeng, today I will defeat you openly on the ring. Master Liu is just here to watch the battle."

Just finished speaking.

A Zhou family disciple shouted sharply: "Liu Heng, the head of Xuanyang Sect, Hou Dongsheng, Zhuque, Yue Ningxue, and Li Yueer came to watch the ceremony."

With the appearance of five foundation-building cultivators from Xuanyang Sect, Zhao Suya, Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu, who were present at the scene, stood up to greet them.

Zhou Zhixian and Zhou Zhifei looked solemn.

Including Yue Ningxue, the Widow Sect already has two late-stage monks in the foundation building stage, and Yue Ningxue looks extremely young and seems to have a better chance of advancing to the Golden Pill than Zhao Yugou.

Zhou Chengyong, the little bastard, isn't afraid of himself!?

unreasonable!

His chassis is not Xuanyang Sect.

What exactly is that?

Could it be really a third-level talisman?

If so, then I will die too unfairly.

"Second Uncle! So many people in the tribe are watching, and the master of the Divine Sword Sect Auditorium is here, you won't retreat, right?" Zhou Chengyong said in a sarcastic tone on the ring.

Hearing this, Zhou Rupeng was immediately angry and embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhou Chengyong, you little beast! Since that's the case, let's fight!"

After saying that.

Zhou Rupeng turned over and jumped onto the ring. He slapped the storage bag around his waist and took out a black long sword from it. The long sword was dark all over, with patterns on the surface, and a faint smell of evil spirit.

Zhou Rupeng was ready for a thunder strike, but Zhou Chengyong was carrying his hands on his back, calm and gentle.

From the perspective of the two, just from the perspective of temperament, it is a judgment of the highest and lowest.

"Open the ban!" A monk from the Zhou family shouted loudly.

On the ring.

The black restriction pattern flashed, and the invisible light covered the entire arena.

Now it is impossible to escape and escape. This is a death-ending battle.

Now the Zhou family has reached the verge of life and death. There is no ancestor above and no clan leader below and no clan leader below, and it is a mess of sand!

For the sake of hundreds of thousands of tribes of the Zhou family, today only one of these two people can live. This is a fight to the death! Never stop until death!

Zhou Zhifei stood up and raised his hands and shouted: "Today, Zhou Rupeng faced Zhou Chengyong, the decisive battle on the ring will determine the ownership of the Zhou family's clan leader, success, king, defeat, bandits, life and death, now I announce that the duel begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Rupeng could not wait to wave his sword.

"Little beast! Be dead!" Zhou Rupeng roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand swung out, and countless black mist gushed out from the long sword, turning into black snakes and pounced towards Zhou Chengyong.

Seeing this, Zhou Chengyong frowned slightly, as if he was frightened and motionless.

However, the gourd around his waist spewed out sword energy, instantly cutting off the black snakes.

"That gourd can actually emit the foundation-building sword energy! What kind of treasure is it?" Sun Yuanhua stood up in shock and clenched his fists.

Zhou Zhifei, Zhou Zhixian and others also stood up.

A magic weapon actually matched the Qi-refining cultivators and the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Is it a top-quality magic weapon?"

"No! The best magic weapon cannot be used, maybe it is a magic weapon."

"Can a mere Qi Refining Cultivator sacrifice magic weapons?"
To be continued...