This time, Xiang Yan came to discuss the salt mine transaction, which was a coincidence that he could take advantage of the situation and consolidate the status of the Yunhe Sect.

"It turned out to be Elder Xiang, I have seen the scattered Shura Song in the county town!" The first old man on the right stood up to greet him.

"Wan Gang, Wu Yang Martial Arts Hall in the County City, Deng Qin has met Elder Xiang!"

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Everyone reacted and stood up to greet him. Fang Chen did not dare to pretend to be aloof, so he followed him to greet him.

Just as a saying goes, the gift-giving person may not be able to remember it, but the gift-giving person may remember it. The Cangnan Sect is an existence he absolutely cannot afford to offend now. If he is worried about it, this old man is stingy again, he will be in a state of chaos.

Mr. Fang has always been able to bend and stretch. He gave an old man a lot of meat and regarded it as respecting the elderly and loving the young.

However, when he heard the introduction of the person in front, he glanced at him without a trace. The old man in the right head was indeed Luo Song, a Qingsong man on the left, the middle-aged man in the second seat, was Wan Gang, the eldest disciple of Yuyang Palm Zhou Tian, ​​and Deng Qin, behind him. He had long speculated, and now it has been confirmed.

Zhou Tian has three personal disciples, including Wan Gang and Deng Qin, and only Zhou Peng has adopted them most since childhood. Now, Zhou Tian and Zhou Peng have not come. Combined with the plans of their and Zhong and Liu families, you can know where they are now with your butt.

On the way back, should we kill them? Fang Chen fell into deep thought.

Xiang Yan did not get up with an airs, but nodded slightly to respond. Everyone did not feel dissatisfied. Instead, he looked as if he was taken for granted. No one even mentioned the three young people who had taken the seat.

After dealing with everyone, Xiang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked like he was detached from the world and was ignorant of everything.

He naturally knew Luo Junxuan's abacus, but just after the two parties reached a cooperation in the inner hall, the Yunhe School gave in a lot of money and was one of the few sects in Haizhou, so he didn't mind selling face.

After Luo Junxuan achieved his goal, he saw Xiang Yan's attitude, and did not dare to make more progress. He restrained his expression and bowed to all parties, saying, "Since the founder of the Yunhe Sect, it has been 235 years since the founder of the Yunhe Sect, the second generation of the ancestors... the third generation of the ancestors... continue to this day. Luo Moutian is the head of this generation, and is incompetent and his talent is not as good as that of the master. Fortunately, the bad disciples are far away and can still be cultivated. He luckily entered the innate and continued his martial arts. Luo Mou can report to his ancestors in the next day."

"I thank Elder Xiang, the disciples, and all the fellow practitioners from Nanshan County to admire their faces, and come to our sect to participate in the innate ceremony of bad disciples to be a witness. Luo is grateful!"

Speaking of this, Luo Junxuan clasped his fists again and gave a sincere salute from left to right.

"President Luo is polite!"

"It's just that what we are in Nanshan martial arts world!"

Everyone suddenly became humble and bowed their fists to return the gifts. Although they were a little pleased, they did not lick them too hard. After all, they still need to save face in the world.

Fang Chen also followed the crowd, clasped his fists and said something on the spot, without showing off, he deliberately made it unique. He was here to do it today, so naturally the less conspicuous, the better.

The only person who didn't move was Xiang Yan. Luo Junxuan pulled the banner of Cangnan to make a move. He gave him enough face without saying anything, so he naturally would not lower his identity to respond.

After making polite decisions, the innate ceremony began soon.

Outside the hall, a group of Yunhe Sect disciples quickly set up tribute tables, incense, candles, and tributes. Then, Nie Xiuyuan, the eldest disciple of the sect, who had never appeared, walked to the tribute table in a long gown embroidered with gold and silver thread.

The first step is to worship the world, the second step is to worship the ancestors

These two steps are just a formal process. The ancestor's spiritual position is in the ancestor's mourning hall, so it is impossible to invite it out at will. In fact, after Nie Xiuyuan broke through the innate world, he made a special trip to worship as soon as possible.

The focus of today's ceremony is the third step, witnessing the people from all walks of life.

This kind of testimony may be unnecessary in the past life, but in this era, whether a force, including the royal family, can succeed you. Especially in the world where the strong prey on the weak is almost an indispensable form. Similarly, this ceremony is also an excellent opportunity to become famous.

Sacrifice to the heavens and ancestors are all outside the hall, but the visitors who are watching the ceremony are all here safely and do not need to go out deliberately. The people in the martial arts world do not have as many rules and etiquette as the gentry, and have always been concise and casual. If there are too many rules, no matter how big the Yunhe School is, I am afraid that few people will come.

Just like in "The Smiling Proud", a group of people were watching in the hall. Liu Zhengfeng received an imperial edict, said some scenes, and brought the golden purse to wash his hands. There were no complicated rules at all.

Nie Xiuyuan made a good move outside and walked in calmly. He was following a disciple, holding a square of bluestone, which was about two feet long, one foot wide and five inches thick. Standard building bluestone.

This master disciple looks about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a handsome face and extraordinary demeanor, and indeed has a bit of a master's demeanor.

Everyone present showed envy and amazement. Innately, this is a state that most of the heroes of Nanshan have pursued throughout their lives and are unattainable.

Even the three young men of the Cangnan Sect could not be proud. Two older ones were sent to do things with foreign affairs elders. They were all talented and had basically no hope of innateness. The youngest one was Xiang Yan's disciple, but his talent was not very good. If he was really a genius, it would not be his turn, a foreign affairs elder, to accept it as a disciple, so there was only a little chance of entering the innateness, and the probability was also not high.

In the Cangnan Sect, at least, can be an elder of a foreign affairs like Xiang Yan, take charge of one's industry, and be powerful outside.

Therefore, the three of them inevitably showed a bit of jealousy.

Xiang Yan couldn't help but look at it for a few times, and soon showed regret. He broke through the innate world before he was thirty years old, and there were not many such heroes in the Cangnan Sect. If he had not made any breakthroughs with the help of drugs, there would be a chance of a master in the future. Unfortunately, he became a small sect like Yunhe Sect and wasted all his talents in vain.

Fang Chen glanced lightly, and he didn't feel much trouble in his heart. As long as he was willing, he could break through at any time. Moreover, after killing Duan Xiping, he no longer cared about his innate nature. If he had no magical weapons and only fought with bare hands, he could kill this kind of person who had just broken through.

The only ones who really made him a little afraid were those old guys who had rich experience and had mastered various martial arts.

After Nie Xiuyuan came in, he first walked to Luo Junxuan and bowed respectfully. Luo Junxuan showed satisfaction and encouraged him a few words. After getting up, he deliberately bowed to Xiang Yan, and finally greeted the heroes of Nanshan.

This was originally a normal process, but with Xiang Yan's deliberate rituals in front of him, it made the clasping of fists and turning around in Nanshan Zhuxiong, which seemed a bit false to deal with.

Although the expressions of the audience have not changed, some of the disciples who are not smart enough and who are participating in this ceremony for the first time feel despised and have a little dissatisfaction on their faces, but they dare not attack due to the strength of the Yunhe Sect.

This change made Luo Junxuan, who was already a little proud and secretly observed the reaction of everyone, said it was not good and complained in his heart.

He borrowed Xiang Yan's name, and his original intention was to increase his reputation and stabilize the status of the sect in Nanshan County. However, if his disciples do this, it would be a negative effect, making people think that the Yunhe sect is all those who are flattering the superiors and downs the inferiors.

Once it spreads, no matter how strong the Yunhe Sect is, it will become a villain. Its reputation has been lost for hundreds of years. Even if no one in the jianghu in this county dares to talk about it in person, it is hard to stand the point of pointing behind it.

Besides, what about the gentry in the county? Where are the places outside Nanshan County? How can the Yunhe Sect have the face to walk outside in the future?

This is a typical inconspicuous little thing, and it will cause great consequences.

"This idiot!" Luo Junxuan looked at the disciple with satisfaction. He forgot to remind him for a moment that this idiot actually made such a big mistake, and he didn't even have this little ability to adapt.

The world is famous for its reputation. If the Yunhe Sect has accumulated over two hundred years of hardship, if it is really ruined like this, and the ancestors and sects will probably strangle him to death again. If there were not many outsiders present, he would have slapped this evil disciple to death.

Luo Junxuan intended to make up for it, but in a hurry, he didn't know where to start. If he was too deliberate, he would offend Xiang Yan and would not please him on both sides.

While he racked his brains to think about his solutions, Nie Xiuyuan didn't know that there was a big deal. He was full of complacent, but his face looked calm and moderate.

He gestured to the disciple holding the stone, and the disciple walked to the sect leader who was present with the bluestone, and showed it in front of the gang leader.

Fang Chen was a little confused, but when he saw that the others just looked at him and nodded, he did not do anything extra. He also followed suit. A piece of intact bluestone, one of the most commonly used architectural stones, had nothing special about it.

After the display, the disciple walked back to the center of the hall.

Nie Xiuyuan walked forward and pointed it into a sword, and passed by two feet apart. The originally intact bluestone suddenly split into two.

"good!"

"The fruit is innate!"

The voice in the hall sounded again, but this time it was a bit sparse and the tone changed slightly, and it was more like doing business. Some of them were honest and straightforward and simply nodded, just nodding.

I was still secretly proud, waiting for Nie Xiuyuan to praise him, his smile froze before it expanded, and he seemed very embarrassed.

But he didn't know what he did wrong. Everything was fine, but why did the atmosphere change suddenly?

The disciples of the stone holding stone had no idea what was going on, but they followed the process, holding the separated bluestones in one hand and walked to each seat to display again.

Fang Chen now understands that he is just checking props before performing magic. The internal force is released from the outside, which is the mark of the innate powerhouse. Bluestone is the prop for the performance, so as to prove to everyone that it is indeed innate.

However, this method can only be used for performance, which is expensive and has little power, and is not practical in actual combat.

Just think about it, even if you are hit directly and internal force is poured into the body, as long as it is not a key point such as the heart, it can still resist and suppress it, and at most it will be injured to a certain extent. And the force that is released and constantly dissipates and weakens, how powerful can it have when hitting a person? And the distance is farther, the smaller the power, and if you get a distance of one sword, it will almost cool people down.
Chapter completed!