Chapter 280 (1/2)
At night, in a magnificent hall of Hengyue clan, there are hundreds of figures sitting in the hall. All of them are the same generation as the immortal tongxuan. They are all the elders of Hengyue sect.
This is the Presbyterian Council of hengyuezong. In ordinary times, the important affairs in the sect are decided through their deliberation.
On weekdays, the atmosphere of hengyuezong's Presbyterian meeting would be suppressed in advance, and the strong smell of gunpowder would permeate the hall, and almost every time, he would make his face red and his neck thick.
However, today, the atmosphere in the Presbyterian hall is extremely relaxed. Almost everyone has a smile on their faces. It seems that there is no need to discuss the major issues they are discussing from the beginning.
Then, today, the supreme elder gathered together to discuss the matter of selecting the son of God.
Generally speaking, as in the three schools, the disciple with the highest talent of cultivation in the clan will be granted the saint son, whose status is higher than that of the nine true biographies and even ordinary elders.
Naturally, since he is the son of God, he is naturally the next leader of the sect, which is a bit like the prince in the mortal kingdom.
”Let Yin Zhiping be my son of Hengyue, no one will object to it.” Above, the immortal tongxuan looked around with a smile, and the tone between the lines was full of unyielding majesty.
”That's nature.” As soon as tongxuan's words fell, an old man with white hair smoothed his beard with a smile.
”90% of the host, let him be the host, worthy of his name.” An old woman with white hair nodded.
”There is no need to discuss it at all.” Another Taishang elder spread out his hand, ”it's a matter of certainty.”
”Master, masters, uncles and uncles, Dingtian has something to say.” Just as the elders nodded, Yang Dingtian, who was sitting at the bottom, interrupted the voices of the people.
”Oh?” Immortal tongxuan gently stroked his beard and said with a smile, ”you are the master of Hengyue. If you have any words, please say so.”
Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and stood up from his seat. ”I don't agree with Yin Zhiping to be a saint.”
As soon as this was said, the face of immortal tongxuan, who was still full of smiles at the last moment, could not help but sink down. It was not only him, but also more than 90% of the elders in the temple frowned slightly.
”Don't you agree that Yin Zhiping should be the son of God?” Immortal tongxuan looks down on Yang Dingtian with slight eyes. He is the ancestor of Hengyue. He has always said the same thing and is used to dictatorship. Now some people disobey his meaning, and his face is naturally ugly.
”Yes.” Yang Dingtian took a deep breath again.
”That's the host of 90% fit.” Immortal tongxuan snorted coldly, ”how great his potential is, it is the future of our Hengyue. If he is not qualified to be a son, you can tell me who can be the son of Heng Yue.”
”Master, to be a son requires not only strength, but also vision, mind and courage.” Yang Dingtian opened his mouth and looked up at the top, facing a strong pressure, looking directly at tongxuan immortal, ”and these three points, that Yin Zhiping didn't occupy at all. Compared with him, I think ye Chen of Yunv peak is more suitable.”
”Ye Chen, can he compare with 90% of the host?” Immortal tongxuan sneered, and his face was still angry. ”I doubt your vision now. Can a disciple be more amazing than his host?”
”How powerful is the complete Taixu ancient dragon soul? In the past years, it was cut into three ways by the ancestor of xuanchen?” Yang Dingtian still looked directly at the immortal tongxuan, ”although the power of Taixu ancient dragon soul is strong, it is not impossible to contend with it, and it can not become the decisive factor for the title of the son of the emperor.”
”Yang Dingtian.” The immortal tongxuan burst out and got up from his seat. ”How dare you compare Ye Chen with his ancestors?”