Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 200 Bloodline Clan

The Changkong clan occupies an extremely large area, and from a high altitude, one can see as far as the eye can see.

At this moment, the clan learned that the army had returned triumphantly, and everything was decorated with lanterns and colors, looking beaming with joy.

The night sky is dark, but here it is daytime.

"Hope for the stars and the moon, and finally wait until they come back."

"Hahaha, I never thought that it would be us, the Changkong clan, who would dominate the sky and dominate the sky. It's really rare."

"The Erzhu clan and the Muri clan must retreat obediently from now on..."

People on the earth rejoice.

Even though they did not participate in this Xuanyu battle, because of their status as members of the Changkong clan, they are proud of the achievements of Senyue and others.

It’s just that the Changkong clan is too big, too big.

Some people are happy, and naturally some people are depressed.

In particular, the lineage of the Mori surname has been the main line of the Changkong family for many years, which has long aroused the dissatisfaction of some people.

Among them, including Lin Shenghuang and his ilk!
"Sen Yue..."

Lin Shenghuang's beautiful eyes darkened slightly, and she looked up at the army ahead.

She is tall, has a delicate face, and her eyes are as silent as the abyss.

She was originally a Taoist with the surname Lin, but because she acted too ruthlessly and relied on her own preferences to destroy the Frost Snow Mountains and poisoned many tribes and the sons of the Golden Family, she was forcibly suppressed by Senyue and expelled back to her clan. .

In the middle and second half of the Xuanyu Battle, she did not participate at all, let alone enter the Xuanyu Blessed Land.

Originally, she and Chen Kui were called the twin sisters of the Changkong clan.

It's a pity that Chen Kui has become a saint.

In order to become a saint more smoothly, she planned to enter the Yulei Holy Courtyard and then look for opportunities to overcome the tribulation and become a saint.

"Senyue has become a saint, and Senwei has also become powerful."

Lin Shenghuang pondered, "Is it possible that I really want to follow Mr. Su's suggestion and hinder Fang Yang's growth?"

While she was thinking about it, her eyes looked far away, searching.

Not long after, she finally saw the handsome and upright figure on the ancient bronze chariot.

In fact, regardless of whether Fang Yang admits it or not, everyone basically attributes Fang Yang to the faction with the surname Sen.

The most obvious thing is that because of Fang Yang, the status of the Fang family has gradually risen in the clan recently.

Therefore, under such circumstances, Fang Yang was a thorn in the side of Lin Shenghuang and other people who were dissatisfied with Sen's discipline.

Because Fang Yang is allowed to grow step by step, he can really become a sixth-level saint, or even a seventh-level saint.

By that time, the status and power of the Sen family will become even stronger!

The night was dark, but there was still daylight in the field.

Fang Yang followed the army. Although they were in the same area, he felt that they had suddenly arrived from night to day.

Crash...boom...

With the return of the army, fireworks bloomed in the sky, and it seemed like a goddess was scattering flowers, and all kinds of strange phenomena emerged.

And what was even more lively was the people singing and dancing, with extremely festive expressions.

"It's a year of great joy and good harvest." Fang Yang felt something in his heart.

After that, Senwei, on behalf of her brother Senyue, climbed to the top of the sky, and the green lotus dharma covered the sky and the sun.

She is as high as a queen, accepting the worship of all people, expressing her feelings, thanking her tribe for their help, and inspiring the hearts of the people.

One agenda item after another was completed one after another under her guidance.

Two hours later, people of all surnames and origins withdrew from the army one after another and returned to their respective stations.

Fang Yang also bid farewell to Sen Hui and returned to the Fang clan with his second uncle, seventh uncle and others.

Ancestral hall with the surname Fang.

The sacred tablets are hung in the hall, the incense is flourishing, the smoke is lingering, and it is solemn and majestic.

A large group of people stood behind the ancestral hall.

In addition to Fang Yang, Fang Haozhi, Fang Min and others, there are actually many people from the Fang surname participating in the Xuanyu battle this time.

It would obviously be unrealistic if everyone went into the ancestral hall to worship together.

Therefore, even if you are paying homage to your ancestors to report your military exploits, you must be on a first-come, first-served basis. At this moment, the respected elder of the Virtue clan slowly walked out of the ancestral hall.

Behind him were a group of old men with gray hair.

"A Yang, good job."

"Practice hard and don't be too anxious to break through."

"If you have any problems within the clan, just come to us..."

Unexpectedly, these clan elders all gathered around Fang Yang, asking for help.

Fang Yang was surprised at the sight of such stars holding the moon.

Fang Yang knew that he had a high status now, but he never expected that he would be so high up that a group of clan elders would be willing to let him control him.

He glanced around without leaving a trace, and immediately saw the dull or surprised looks of the clan uncle, clan sister and other elders.

It can be seen that everyone is also surprised by the performance of the clan elders.

"Ayang, you go in first, Xiao Min and Hao Zhi will follow..."

The old man of virtue stroked his white beard and arranged affairs.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and the others were stunned.

Because no matter how great Fang Yang's talent is, he is just a junior.

According to the rules of the righteous way, it would never be his turn to get the incense!

Adding incense to the ancestral tablet is the highest honor, and it shows how high the person's status is.

"Ayang is indeed qualified, but he is not qualified enough..."

"Don't the Virtue Clan always praise Ayang too much? There's no need. It's okay to let Uncle He take over."

"Huh~ Fortunately, I didn't bully him just because he was alone. What a fluke."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. That stupid boy from back then actually rose to the top and became a big shot that I look up to..."

At this moment, Fang Lanxi, Fang Xili and others in the clan finally woke up.

Now Fang Yang has really risen to great heights and become an untouchable big shot!

Even the clan elders have to rely on Fang Yang.

Fang Lanxi was happy. As the daughter of Uncle Fang and Fang Yang's cousin, she was happy for Fang Yang's transformation.

Fang Xili felt uneasy. As a member of the Internal Affairs Bureau, he had once invaded the interests of restaurants and wine shops under Fang Yang's name.

But fortunately, although he looked down upon Fang Yang in the past and wished that Fang Yang would never lose his power, he never specifically targeted Fang Yang.

At this moment, Fang Yang was in the center of the field.

Fang Yang swept his eyes and took in all the forms of living beings.

He had only occasionally fantasized about such scenes.

In the first fifteen years before he was enlightened, he always stood up as a minion during the Thunder Festival every year.

He just sat silently in the corner, watching from afar as the dignitaries offered incense in the ancestral hall and accepted the respect of the clan members.

Now, he had a feeling in his heart that his dream had come true, making him feel happy and trembling slightly.

But he only tasted it for a moment, and then wiped away the pleasure.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he turned around, stepped into the ancestral hall, took three incense candles, and paid homage to the ancestral tablets.

Behind him, outstanding figures such as Fang Haozhi and Fang Min also paid tribute to the ancestors' divine cards one after another.

And when he heard the elders of the Virtue clan crazily singing about Fang Nian's merits, Fang Yang had a subtle expression on his face.

But in the end, he restrained the expression of his emotions.

With the assistance of the elders of the De clan, he continued to act as a leader, leading Uncle Fang, Fang Min, Fang Xuan and others to complete each ritual.

Needless to say, under such a ceremony, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became much more lively.

The strange feeling of not being home for a long time is disappearing little by little, just like fallen leaves returning to their roots, blending together again.

"Is this the connection between blood clans?"

Fang Yang put one hand behind his back, his eyes flashing brightly, and he thought thoughtfully: "This burst of power is really terrifying."

(End of this chapter)