Xie Yuan felt that his vision suddenly changed.
In a daze, he felt that he was standing at an unknown height, but also seemed to be standing very close, looking at a young monk in gray clothes and sandals.
This is a Buddhist temple built of stone.
It is said to be a Buddhist temple just because there are many monks inside, but the architectural style looks primitive and rough, not like the current Buddhist temple at all, and there are no Buddha statues in the main hall.
There were only old monks in the same simple clothes in the main hall, some monks of different ages and appearances, and even lay people with long hair, which was quite confusing.
Xie Yuan couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but it seemed like they were saying goodbye.
They are all from the Western Regions, most of them are small temples from the Western Regions, and they really don’t look like they have much incense.
Xie Yuan's gaze came from nowhere and glanced around, then rested on the young monk in the middle.
The young monk clasped his hands, knelt on the ground, said goodbye to the old monk, then turned and left the small stone temple.
His expression was very firm and pious, and he walked eastward under the watchful eyes of his fellow disciples who, although they were simply dressed but had the same expression, watched him off.
Time seems to have lost its meaning.
Xie Yuan watched the monk cross the snow-capped mountains, cross the sand dunes, cross the plateau, cross ancient countries, battlefields, rivers, and peaks.
Along the way, he preached and taught scriptures, helped the weak and poor, and developed believers. Gradually, many Buddhist temples were built along the way and many new monks were trained.
Every time he left Buddhist seeds in one place, he would leave gracefully and continue to the next place where the Buddha's light did not shine to spread his faith.
During such a journey, the monk encountered many dangers, but he repeatedly relied on Buddhist teachings to avert dangers. He gradually learned good martial arts from Buddhist scriptures and developed an astonishing art career.
He gradually aged, and changed from a high-nose, deep-eyed, fair-faced and energetic monk into a weather-stained great monk with calm eyes and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
Until one day, he walked to a hundred-foot-long river that was shining golden in the sun. He followed the river for thousands of miles without seeing an end.
He was a little tired.
He knew that this was the legendary ancient country in the East, the center of the world, and that the coast of the river should be the core of the Central Plains.
Then if we open a mountain and build a temple here to spread Buddhism, we will surely be able to make the boundless Buddha's light shine all over the world.
The monk stood by the river, broke off a reed, and stepped on it to cross the river, which was more than a hundred feet wide.
Then he selected an open mountainous area, and together with his followers and disciples who gradually gathered along the way, he reclaimed the barren hills, felled trees, built beams, and built a small temple.
It is exactly the same as the earliest small temple.
When the small temple was completed, the great monk carved a stone and erected a stele, inscribed two words, and erected it at the mountain gate——
Prajna.
So the small temple got its name.
The monk recruited many disciples and enlightened the believers. The small temple grew stronger and the number of disciples gradually increased.
Before his death, the monk summed up what he had learned throughout his life and left behind seventy-two unique skills, and passed on the most fundamental one, the golden bell, to the disciples who inherited the temple.
Xie Yuan looked at the monk who took over the position of abbot, and his body shone a little bright golden light. Although it was subtle, it was immortal and firm.
He had some idea.
Then one glance lasts for thousands of years.
Xie Yuan watched that golden light continue to be passed down as the small temple grew, guarding the mountain temple through countless disasters, and following the descendants of the abbot's line to subjugate demons and protect all living beings.
This golden light was divided into thousands of parts and took root in various parts of the Central Plains. Many simplified versions appeared, and even spread among the rivers and lakes, becoming an ordinary kung fu.
He vaguely saw a faint light spreading from Jibei to Yanzhou and then to Yunzhou, and finally took root in a small town.
But this line of hard skills in the world was first inherited from this golden light.
Xie Yuan was thoughtful.
The golden light continues to be passed down in Prajna Temple, and successive generations of descendants have adhered to the responsibility of guarding the gate and protecting all living beings.
Until one day, the world changed.
Fire rain fell from the sky, red lotus fire burned the earth, and all living beings howled.
A bit of golden light suddenly lit up, and the Buddha appeared in the world, standing upright and sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform.
There is a rain of fire above his head, and the ground is in flames. A bit of golden light is like the sun, covering the world, protecting it from the apocalypse.
Let the sky collapse and the earth shatter, but the golden light will never be extinguished.
Xie Yuan looked up at the big Buddha, and the big Buddha lowered his head slightly and looked down at him with kind eyes.
With a bang, Xie Yuan's mind exploded like thunder, and all that was left was the bright golden light of the Buddha's eyes.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Xie Yuan came to his senses.
The golden Buddha amulet is still in his hand, a big Buddha is covered in golden light, and under the lotus platform is the boundless fire of karma.
Xie Yuan looked at the fire and felt that it looked familiar.
"Whether it's the fire in the illusion just now or the fire on this Buddha amulet, it seems... it's somewhat similar to what I saw at the Burning Sky-Destroying Dao Gun before? No, it's not similar, it's exactly the same."
Xie Yuan nodded.
He knew what the fire was, it was the flames that burn the sky at the end of the world as described in the teachings of the Zao Cult.
"So, the leader of the Zao Sect gave the Buddha amulets light and fire to inspire the Buddhist charm in them?"
The leader of the Demonic Cult consecrated the Buddhist amulet sent by the disciple of Prajna Temple to enlighten himself?
It's a bit complicated.
Xie Yuan felt a little weird in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it.
Because things have changed before my eyes.
【Buddhist Rhyme: (9/9)】
The last bit of Buddhist rhyme turned out to be around him. Xie Yuan didn't think deeply about whether it meant "seeking oneself". This line of font slowly disappeared, and something new came out.
[The golden light lasts for ten thousand years, and the fire of karma will never move. You have understood the "indestructible Buddha's intention". 】
A little golden light of nothingness ignited in the body, illuminating the Dantian.
Like a small candle, swaying gently, not dazzling, but extremely firm, seemingly eternal.
The vitality nourished by the fundamental method that Xie Yuan had practiced for many years, coupled with the meaning of the holy fire contained in it, were now completely wrapped in this little bit of golden light.
The part of the blood that had a hidden golden-red color that was illuminated by the golden light directly changed its color and turned into pure pale gold.
It's not very dazzling, but it hovers quietly. It's as stable, pure, and free of impurities as if it were real. It only has the eternal golden color, which flickers lightly.
【The Immortal Golden Bell·First Floor: (1/1000)】
Xie Yuan looked at the words in front of him, feeling the changes caused by the blood in the Dantian in his body shrouded in golden light, and a deep joy appeared on his face.
It takes no effort to get there even if you wear iron shoes.
What I had been thinking about for so long, it turned out that I had to solve it right away.
The immortal golden bell!
The origin and end of all hard martial arts training in the world.
The fundamental secret of Prajna Temple, the first of the seventy-two secret skills, is said to be indestructible to golden light and immortal to blood.
Xie Yuan had seen Hui Jue before, and he almost beat everyone to death, but the technique hadn't even been broken yet.
And if he didn't pay attention, he would recover due to the nourishment of golden light.
Xie Yuan has always wanted to improve his level of external training. The best way is to replace it with the immortal golden bell. He has also fantasized about this, but it is just a fantasy.
The Immortal Golden Bell is an undisclosed secret of Prajna Temple. Even in the temple, only disciples of the abbot's lineage can practice it. How could he, an outsider, not even a monk, have the opportunity to learn it?
Then the opportunity came.
Xie Yuan did not expect that the Buddhist charm brought by this Buddhist amulet turned out to be immortal golden light.
Thank you so much for practicing hard and trying to be kind to others!
Even if only the circle of blood in his belly was transformed, Xie Yuan felt a big difference.
If you use this trace of vitality to cast the golden bell, the defense will be no worse than any specially made life-saving magic weapon at the level of transformation.
If it is used to attack the enemy, it will be even more powerful and the Buddha's teachings are boundless. It highlights that if you don't understand the scriptures that persuade people to do good, you should understand the monk's fists and feet.
Xie Yuan was happy for a while, and then began to evaluate:
"The level of the Immortal Golden Bell is extremely high. The entry level is the Qi and Blood Transformation Realm. Three transformations correspond to the third level. The current level of transformation is equivalent to just entering the First Transformation Realm."
The problem of external training methods has been solved, now it is time to transform one's own blood energy.
Coming from the same origin, the golden bell transforms into an immortal golden bell. Naturally, there is no loss and an incomparable fit.
It's just that it takes some time to transform such a high-level technique.
When everything is transformed, Xie Yuan's strength will naturally be different, but I don't know how long it will take...
Xie Yuan pondered for a moment, then tentatively activated the blood energy to start running.
[Immortal Golden Bell·First Floor: (16/1000)]
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Just by moving a little, the reaction of the technique was huge.
After the blood energy in the abdomen rotated for a while, the untransformed blood energy was quickly transformed into the pale golden blood energy of the immortal golden bell as soon as it was illuminated by the immortal Buddha's intention.
"So simple? This immortal golden bell...can't be fake, right?"
Xie Yuan felt a little unbelievable. The inherent concept that the higher the level of skills are, the more difficult they are to practice, seemed to be broken.
But the power of the transformed blood is self-evident, and the panel in front of him never lies, and has always been his best and most trustworthy identification method.
Watching the blood energy being rapidly transformed with the movement, and the numbers in front of him growing rapidly like a jump, Xie Yuan felt that this was more satisfying than watching his savings keep increasing.
While he continued to operate the technique, he glanced at the golden Buddha amulet, and he understood in his heart that everything was caused by the immortal Buddha's will.
Thanks to the leader?
Thank you, Monk Huijue?
Xie Yuan had tangled thoughts in his heart and gradually fell into the transformation of the technique.
A few days later.
[Immortal Golden Bell·Third Floor: (2681/3000)]
Xie Yuan finally completed the transformation of all the techniques in the quiet room.
At this time, the Immortal Golden Bell has reached the level corresponding to the late stage of the Three Transformations of Qi and Blood, and is very close to the Grandmaster.
His blood was gleaming with a faint golden light, condensed as if it were substance, like golden sand flowing in his blood.
It complements the broad river with sparkling waves and golden light in the Qi Vein.
Xie Yuan waved his hand casually, feeling that there was huge power in his hand.
Not only the blood, but also the body has been improved in this process, almost to the limit that can be achieved by a master.
He shook his fist lightly, and suddenly there was a roaring sound in the room. The wind howled in the spacious practice room, and the bottles and cans on the medicine shelf next to it began to tremble.
Not familiar with the huge power, Xie Yuan was quite cautious.
Then his mind moved again, and a pale golden upside-down golden bell formed around him.
This color is much lighter than the previous golden bell cover, almost transparent.
However, the bright and stable golden light seems to have been like this since ancient times, unmovable, neither born nor destroyed, and has substance.
Even if it's just a thin layer, a little light, looking at it makes people feel indestructible.
Xie Yuan felt more secure.
Looking at the pale golden light on his body, he waved his hand, still using his fingers like an arm, to easily turn the golden bell into small shields of different sizes and shapes, covering all parts of the body, which can strengthen the protection of specific areas.
It's as if this is the method that has been practiced all along.
Within a few days, the technique was completely transformed. Not only did the Golden Bell and the Immortal Golden Bell come from the same origin, and were related to ancestors and descendants, but they were also inseparable from the Buddhist meaning of the Buddhist amulet and even the power of the rosary given by the abbot of the Emerald Buddha Temple. .
All added together, Xie Yuan now has the immortal golden bell.
Now Xie Yuan's basic skills finally had no shortcomings.
There is no other technique that can make up for Xie Yuan's weaknesses better than Prajna Temple's unique skill, the Immortal Golden Bell. In fact, his shortcomings have even become his strengths.
But maybe it’s not an advantage.
After all, Xie Yuan's skills now seem to be simply luxurious.
Outside, there is the Immortal Golden Bell, which is the best among all the stunts in Prajna Temple. Inside, there is Jinling Yao's Dajinhe Kungfu, which is arrogant among all the others. Even the shooting method is the Burning Heaven-Destroying Dao Spear, which is said to be the best marksmanship in the world.
Combining these top skills in one body will arouse envy, jealousy, and gritted teeth, even in Prajna Temple, Xie family, or any big power.
There are very few people in the world who can have his configuration.
Huijue and Zhang Junyi should be able to, and then Ji Xuan must be.
And Situ Qin, whether it was left by his father or given by his mother, there should be no shortage.
However, the techniques practiced by these people are all from the same origin, and Xie Yuan is eating from a big pot.
Fortunately, these big pot meals do not conflict with each other.
With all the unique skills gathered into one body, Xie Yuan now has no shortcomings, no weaknesses that the enemy can seize, except for the imbalance in his internal and external realms, or that his cultivation level is not very high.
If he meets Ji Xuan again, although his level of blood energy is slightly lower, with his limit-breaking internal strength and killing ax skills that are better than his, a slight advantage can be turned into a victory in this level of competition without giving any chance.
And if you break through to the master level, this peerless skill that should be used at a higher level will exert its true power.
So what strength do you have now?
Xie Yuan thought leisurely, but he couldn't explain clearly.
But it's not important, now Xie Yuan no longer cares about the realm below the grandmaster, and even the top rank on the Hidden Dragon Ranking is indifferent.
The problem with the technique was solved, and his eyes were already set on breaking through to become a master.
After walking out of the quiet room, although he had not taken a bath after practicing for several days, Xie Yuan's body was at the top of both his internal and external skills. He was almost dirt-free and had a faint fresh air.
However, out of habit, Xie Yuan still took a medicinal bath, which was prepared by Yunzhu and Shijian.
It's just that the two pretty maids who used to have many small thoughts always felt a little weird looking at Xie Yuan today.
It is true that the young master's strength has improved again, but looking at his handsome face and well-proportioned upper body, both women are blushing and have wild imaginations. They feel that it is not impossible to devote themselves to him, and they are even looking forward to it.
Looking at the young master today, I feel... my heart is still.
Yunzhu and Shi Jian felt that they had simply sublimated.
They didn't know why, but they just felt very worried.
I am still so young, I haven't even warmed the young master's bed, and I don't know what the clouds and rains feel like. Could it be that I have given up my desire? Then what should I do if the young master wants it and he can’t cooperate? I have no choice but to give myself some medicine...
Xie Yuan didn't know that Xiao Jiujiu, the two pretty maids, was just feeling a pool of medicinal liquid, and was thinking a little.
His supply has not been affected, but as the entire clan's cultivation resources are beginning to be in short supply, such a pool of water suddenly makes him feel uneasy.
Why do you feel like your family is stinking of wine and meat, and your bones are frozen to death on the road?
Only this time, he was the one sitting in the rich family.
"Yunzhu, has there been any news from Elder Xie Bing of Longwu Academy?"
Xie Yuan asked.
Yunzhu, who was standing aside, replied respectfully:
"Master, not yet."
She is indeed quite capable. She can not only take care of Xie Yuan's daily life, but also take care of the maid who is now the head of the family. She handles all the tasks assigned by Xie Yuan in an orderly manner. She wants to be ahead of the curve and is the perfect secretary.
In comparison, the Swordsman is a bit silly... However, Xie Yuan only gave some resources and a few pointers, and the pretty maid has become a master of the transformation realm. With her growth environment, age and resources, she can It is said that the talent is higher than that of many Xie children in the clan.
Xie Yuan nodded slowly and asked again:
"Is there a lot of resentment in the clan these days?"
He asked directly, but Yunzhu couldn't answer directly. He just paused slightly and said:
"Elder Xie Bing has been away for a long time, and many clan members are a little worried."
Xie Yuan was not surprised by this. There was no progress for some time, and it is conceivable that there were complaints whether organized or spontaneous.
He exhaled and said in a deep voice:
"Just wait a few more days. I believe in the strength of the leader of Longwuyuan."
Except for Xie Fu, Xie Bing is the first echelon of masters in the clan, and the other masters are at least equal to him.
This is a combat power that belongs to the top of the Feilong Ranking. A top master. If he does things sincerely, there are not many people in the world who are hard to come by.
So Xie Yuan waited patiently, continued to familiarize himself with the strength after the great improvement of his skills, and practiced with patience.
Many elders were paying attention to his movements. Seeing his presence, they secretly thought that this boy was young but had better concentration and could sit still better than them.
Five more days passed, and the noise within the clan could hardly be suppressed.
After all, the people living in the Xie clan's land have never experienced such a shortage of resources.
Even the medicine stores in Chen County and even the entire Yuzhou were almost sold out. Even many ordinary medicinal materials that they would never look at on weekdays were sold at high prices by the wealthy Xie clan.
But it is impossible to endure such days forever. Cultivation resources are the lifeblood of a warrior. If the string is tightened, it will break.
Just when the forces within the clan were ready to move, Xie Bing came back.
On the horizon, a figure crookedly approached the Xie clan's land, rising and falling.
The concierge had seen it a long time ago and greeted the guards at the door as if they were facing an enemy. He watched helplessly as the man approached.
A figure covered in blood landed at the door of the clan, and then fell down on the steps. The concierges looked at each other and carefully identified the injured figure, and were shocked:
"Yes, it's Elder Xie Bing!"
No one expected that Xie Bing, who used to be so powerful and as tall as a javelin, was in such a mess, so they couldn't recognize him at all.
They hurriedly carried Xie Bing in, and then the news spread throughout the clan like flying, and they could not suppress it.
When Xie Yuan received the news and rushed to Xie Bing's home, he saw Xie Bing with weak breathing on the hospital bed.
Several elders, including Xie Wen from the pharmacy, are already here, and their faces are very serious.
Xie Yuan said in a deep voice:
"How is Elder Bing's injury?"
Xie Wen slowly said:
"There are injuries all over his body, but the most serious ones are the sword wound that penetrated his lower back and the palm on his chest. The energy from both of them soaked into his inner organs and lingered, destroying his body.
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"Fortunately, he came back quickly and his life can be saved. But how much he can recover depends on how he is treated."
Xie Yuan frowned when he heard this:
"Palm? Sword? Two masters?"
Xie Wen nodded slowly:
"Two masters who are not weaker than him and me."
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No wonder...
Xie Yuan breathed out, things were more difficult than imagined.
"No matter how many things are used or how much clan treasure is touched, Elder Bing must be treated well."
Xie Yuan was decisive.
Xie Wen glanced at him and said slowly:
"Master, have you forgotten that the medicine storehouse is almost empty now?"
Xie Yuan glanced at him and said coldly:
"What's the emergency use? Don't tell me that you've used it up now."
Xie Wen was stunned for a moment, never expecting that Xie Yuan would dare to speak to him in such a tone.
Calling him Patriarch politely, doesn't he know how far apart his power, prestige and strength are from his own? Don't you know who is against him?
Xie Wen's face turned gloomy, but there were other elders here watching silently. It was Xie Bing's sick bed again. He was silent for a moment and just said lightly:
"Yes, there is, but that is the last moment..."
"Elder Bing is fighting for the family. This is a critical moment. Get the medicine for Elder Bing immediately!"
Xie Yuan interrupted him directly.
Xie Wen's face suddenly darkened, and he was about to continue singing the opposite tune when he suddenly heard a hoarse voice:
"No need, I still have enough Tibetan medicine."
Xie Bing woke up, turned his head and looked at the bed and said.
Hearing this, Xie Yuan immediately approached:
"Elder Bing, how do you feel?"
"Can't die."
Xie Bing shook his head:
"It's a pity that the enemy was too powerful and failed to complete the mission..."
Xie Yuan held his hand and said with relief:
"I understand, Elder Bing, take good care of your injuries and don't have to worry about it anymore."
Xie Bing said to himself:
"But I have figured out the identity of the enemies. One is Yuan Zhen, who is worshiped by Ouchi, and the other is Yao Yuyi. At first, I thought Yuan Zhen was the only one, and I wanted to drive him away, but I was ambushed by Yao Yuyi. Unable to resist, he was seriously injured.”
Xie Yuan nodded slowly to express his understanding.
"Master, since this is a joint effort between the royal family and the Wang family, you must make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise Tianyunpu may not belong to the Xie family in the future. It is best to summon the family's combat power immediately and cut through the mess quickly!"
Xie Bing stared at Xie Yuan and said forcefully.
Then his voice became lower and he was a little tired:
"This is my suggestion."
Xie Yuan patted his hand:
"Don't worry, Elder Bing, I understand."
He asked Xie Bing to rest, glanced at Xie Wen and other elders next to him, and said calmly:
"Notify all the elders that an elders meeting will be held now."
Xie Wen and the others looked at each other with different expressions.
In Xie's stream meeting hall.
Xie Yuan sat in the first place, while the other elders sat scattered beside the stream, like an elegant gathering at a meandering stream.
However, the calm atmosphere in the hall indicated that things were not easy.
"Everyone knows the matter."
Xie Yuan didn't say much, because the news that Xie Bing returned from serious injuries had spread throughout the clan.
Tianyunpu did not take it back, but instead demolished the first seat of Longwuyuan. The whole Xie family was in panic, and there were even signs of chaos.
If it is not handled well, it will not only cause chaos within the clan, but may even lead to the resignation of the unpopular head of the family.
The elders exchanged glances, and they all felt that the elders of this clan might not be simple.
Xie Yuan’s words are concise and to the point:
"The situation is critical. The medicine garden that the Xie family has controlled for thousands of years is in danger of falling into the hands of others and needs to be taken back immediately.
"The known enemies are Yuan Zhen, the worshiper of Dauchi, and Yao Yuyi, the master of Qiufeng Building. Are there any elders willing to fight?"
Yuan Zhen and Yao Yuyi are both top masters and extremely powerful. There are not many with such combat power even in the top three schools.
Theoretically, the Wang family would not directly send their own grandmasters to rob, but just in case, the Xie family should send at least five grandmasters, three of whom should be at the top level of grandmasters.
However, Xie Bing was seriously injured, and now the only ones Xie could dispatch were Xie Wen and two other grandmasters with this level of cultivation, exactly three of them.
Although Xie Fu's realm is still at a higher level, it is impossible for him to leave Xie's arsenal, especially at this time.
Xie Yuan glanced around and saw that Xie Wen looked at his eyes, nose and heart without moving at all, while Xie Zhi, another elder of the Xinglong Hall in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, also had no reaction.
There are nearly twenty elders in the clan, and Xie Wen and Xie Zhi each lead a few people, making them the two largest opposition groups.
So the remaining neutral elder hesitated to speak, and just sighed and said nothing. Xie Bingdu returned home with a broken sword, but he alone was not responsible.
In fact, there is another powerful elder, Xie Lei, who is originally facing Xie Yuan. If he is here, he may be able to play a role.
But he couldn't stand the bad atmosphere in the clan, so he went to the mountains for seclusion in the past two months. He didn't expect that the situation would deteriorate so quickly, and it had reached the point where the top master would be dismissed directly.
If it doesn't work in the end, you may have to call him, but you must not disturb the person in retreat unless it is absolutely necessary.
And even if he can come, there will only be two people at most, so I'm afraid it's not safe.
The Wang family and the imperial family are powerful. If the Xie family is found to be short of manpower, it will be very easy to send another powerful grandmaster.
Xie Wen and Xie Zhi, two important elders in the clan, would not move, so this matter would be difficult to resolve.
Xie Yuan saw silence, the atmosphere was subtle, and his voice was low:
"Now is not the time for internal strife in the clan. Tianyun Garden is a very important matter. If we really let it go, do you elders think that the Wang family and the Xue family will return it to us?"
"Everything has a price, Tianyunpu does, and so do others..."
The gentle and thin-faced Xie Zhi spoke.
Although he is in charge of most of the caravans in the clan, he is not like a businessman but like a Confucian scholar.
If it weren't for the fleshy spot on his chin that made him look very shrewd, he would have looked like a teacher to anyone else.
Xie Zhi twirled his goatee and shook the mole on his chin:
"Those who are capable can keep their family's belongings."
He didn't look at Xie Yuan, just looked ahead with a smile.
Everyone understood what he meant.
Xie Yuan glanced at him and said coldly:
"The development of a family is by no means all based on business. Only looking at the profits of business and not looking at the long-term risks is self-destruction. Elder Zhi, you have been in business for a long time, don't forget that the Xie family did not start in business, and the Shangsan family did not This family is so short-sighted.”
The stream hall was slightly quiet.
All the elders were a little surprised, and many of them quietly communicated with their eyes.
This little family leader’s attitude seems to be a little different today?
Although he tried hard to express himself in the past, he was always polite and even tolerant to the elders.
Especially when they saw how Xie Yuan treated Xie Wen forcefully in Xie Bingna before, they all noticed something unusual.
Xie Zhi's face froze slightly, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said:
"The head of the family is young and promising! Although he was born before I was in charge of Xinglong Hall, he taught me how to run the family and do things."
"If I give you another twenty years, you won't be the head of the family. The efficiency of Xinglong Hall is getting worse every year, and the number of families you turn over is getting smaller every year. My second uncle doesn't blame you. It's because he is too tolerant."
Xie Yuan said unceremoniously.
Xie Zhi's expression suddenly changed. Xie Yuan almost pointed at his nose and scolded him!
Not only Xie Zhi, but also the other elders had some changes in their expressions. Even those who hold a wait-and-see attitude think that Xie Yuangen is basically shallow. This is so disrespectful to the elders and makes people shake their heads in terms of courtesy and wisdom.
Xie Zhi snorted heavily:
"Xie Yi faces the continuous defeat of King Cui and his family. What can Xinglongtang do?"
"There are so many halls here and there is not even a grandmaster who is willing to guard important territory for the family. Why don't you still talk nonsense? There are so many reasons."
Xie Yuan smiled, but his eyes became colder.
He admired his second uncle more and more. He could take care of an entire big family and so many elders with different ideas. Even his patience was excellent.
Is the Xie family his own? To actually use such a major matter that concerns the future of the whole clan to fight among themselves to squeeze him out, they are a group of short-sighted people.
If Tianyunpu is really handed over, no matter whether it is Xie Wen or Xie Zhi, it is 100% impossible to get this treasure back from the hands of the Wang family, which covers the sky with one hand.
If he hadn't made a promise to Xie Yi, this group of people would have driven him away. According to Xie Yuan's temper, he could just turn away and leave Yunlong. Whoever wants to pick up this mess will come. He doesn't have much affection for the Chenjun clan. .
But Xie Yi gave him the burden as if he had given his last words. Now that Xie Yuan has taken it, he can never let it go.
Xie Yuan's heart was on fire today for several reasons.
First, because Tianyunpu is of vital importance, it is a heart-wrenching blow from the enemy, and it is definitely not something that can be discussed. This includes Xie Bing’s injuries. He was injured while fighting for his family. The family should treat him at all costs, but as a result, this group of people are still engaged in internal fighting and politics;
The second is that Xie Yuan confirmed that these guys are willing to sacrifice so much to oppose him. They are by no means objects that can be won over. They can only be enemies that must be fought. Then Xie Yuan does not have to save any face when dealing with enemies;
Thirdly, it is also related to the confidence brought by his current strength.
Even with the above two points, if Xie Yuan is still a speechless junior and the head of the family who is like a mascot, then no matter how angry he is, he will just humiliate himself like others watching a monkey show.
But today's Xie Yuan... is indeed far behind top masters such as Xie Zhi and Xie Wen.
But you can also make your own voice.
Xie Bing is right, the Tianyunpu matter should be cut with a sharp knife.
Xie Yuan didn't have time to keep arguing with them.
He needs to establish his authority. If he can mobilize some family power, then this crisis can be stifled. If not, I'm afraid it will be too late.
The unprecedented tough attitude was displayed, and the atmosphere in the Xishui Hall became strange.
Many masters looked at each other with surprise, surprise, curiosity or even disdain in their eyes.
Wouldn't he think that a loud voice means momentum and a strong voice means majesty?
Young people are anxious after all.
Let's see how he ends up.
Some elders, especially those from Xie Wen's lineage, watched the excitement with great interest.
However, they were also a little worried. If Xie Zhi knocked down Xie Yuan's arrogance and trampled his face into the ground, then Xie Zhi might have the upper hand over them today.
Both they and Xie Zhi's side had made other preparations.
Xie Zhi looked a little worried, but his eyes were different.
After just a moment, the anger in his eyes gradually disappeared, and instead there was joy.
Chance.
Xie Zhi glanced at the last table inadvertently.
The elders there were moved upon hearing the news and immediately struck the case.
"Crack!"
Several cases in front of him were directly slapped into pieces, and a young man sitting at the bottom stood up.
"Master."
The young man had a stern look on his face and raised his hands:
"I don't think you have any qualifications to talk to your elders like this.
"No matter who is here, even me, has made great contributions to the family.
"But only you, the head of the family, did not grow up in the clan, but as soon as you returned to the family, you enjoyed great shelter, obtained abundant resources, and even took over the position of the head of the family!
"But no matter whether it is me or all the clan members, I don't know what contribution you have made and what qualifications you have to be the head of this family! What qualifications do you have to shout in front of many elders!
"Say it yourself, what have you done for the family? And the family's current situation has a lot to do with you!"
The young man's words were so resounding that they even echoed in the wide and open hall.
Xie Yuan looked at this young man, the youngest elder of the Xie family in Chen County, Xie Yan.
If I remember correctly, he only turned thirty this year and has been an elder for more than a year.
He can be regarded as the leader of the young talents of the previous Xie family. He is on par with Xie Wei, but he is only a few years older than Xie Wei, similar to the age gap between Xie Wei and Xie Yuan.
Moreover, Xie Yan is also Xie Zhi's nephew.
It was a direct blow.
Facing Xie Yan's attack, the other elders remained calm and watched Xie Yuan's response.
Xie Yuan looked at Xie Yan and realized that it was Xie Zhi's lineage that was going to charge today. They had already planned it.
He nodded slightly:
"Elder Yan, the rest of what you said makes some sense, but the family is like this now, why is it my relationship?"
Xie Yan glanced at Xie Zhi out of the corner of his eye and saw that his eyes were lowered and he was holding the tea cup without saying a word. He knew what he knew and continued to say coldly:
"If it weren't for your corpse and your unmatched virtues, how could the family be in such a situation of being besieged on all sides, internally and externally?"
Xie Yuan smiled:
"I was appointed at a critical moment. I was the legitimate head of the family and the one I took over from my second uncle Xie Yi. I also worked hard to fulfill my duties as the head of the family. But even with such ambitious people like you——"
He pointed directly at Xie Zhi and Xie Wen.
Xie Zhi sipped the tea calmly, while Xie Wen played with a jade medicine pestle in his hand and smiled.
Xie Yuan continued slowly:
"Everything is obstructed, even at the expense of the family's interests, which led to the current situation. The Xie family has not reached its prime, and like the Yao family, they can maintain the dignity of the family by being united in dealing with the outside world. On the contrary, I, the Xie family, only know how to fight within, and do not even know how to fight for anything. It’s okay to give up, I’m afraid the Cui and Wang family and even everyone in the world are laughing at it! So, now you are still blaming me?”
He said this very calmly and in a low voice. Facing Xie Yan's accusation was not even as tough as he was with Xie Zhi just now.
Seeing that Xie Yuan seemed to be talking about his grievances, Xie Yan just sneered and said lightly:
"Because you are too weak. The Xie family does not have such a weak head. He cannot convince everyone, his virtue is not worthy of his place, and he is the source of all disasters.
"If you are more sensible and step aside to make way for someone more worthy, you will still have a place in the family."
"The Xie family of Chen County is not a green forest bandit, and my second uncle was not the strongest back then, so why should he still rank first based on his strength?"
Xie Yuan asked with a smile.
Everyone secretly shook their heads when they saw Xie Yuan suddenly becoming tactful and reasonable when facing Xie Yan.
Just now he was sulking and blushing. The senior elder couldn't get angry at the young head of the family, lest he become known as a bully to the younger generation. After all, Xie Yuan was appreciated by Xie Fu.
When he met someone who was equally young, energetic and more powerful, Xie Yuan suddenly became honest and polite. He was completely devoid of character and sense... and was even contemptible.
Even the neutral grandmasters, as well as Xie Yuangang's disrespect for his seniors, were a little dissatisfied at this time, feeling that perhaps he should not stay in this position.
Xie Yan secretly observed the changes in everyone's attitudes and felt that their lineage might have hope of success today, and he felt a little proud.
He held his head high, flicked his sleeves, and said loudly:
"No matter how poor the patriarch Xie Yi was back then, he was still a great master. But you...with all due respect, regardless of your prestige, contribution, qualifications, foundation, and strength, you are not worthy of being the head of this family. You are not even as good as someone. How can you be so shameless?" Sitting in that high position, don’t you feel proud and make others laugh?
"The family's industrial power has been retreating and shrinking everywhere, and it is also because of your bad ideas! The clan is now in chaos. Tianyun Garden has almost fallen into the hands of others. The clan members are dejected and cannot even make progress in cultivation. This is really damaging the future of the Xie family. It’s a plan that lasts decades. You, Xie Yuan, can’t be blamed!”
"Today I will act like a villain for once and speak out my heart and tell the truth for all the Xie clan members!
"Please abdicate the throne, head of the family! If you don't abdicate, the Xie family will be greatly harmed by you!"
"Please abdicate the throne and make way for someone worthy of the family!"
Suddenly, several elders on Xie Zhi's side stood up together and raised their hands loudly, which shook the hall.
Not every grandmaster and elder had arrived. The people on Xie Zhi's side accounted for almost half of the hall, showing great momentum.
Xie Zhi took a sip of tea and sat there, twirling his goatee. The old god picked up the elder's frame and said with a smile:
"Xie Yuan, you know your own taste, don't be the eternal sinner of the Xie family!"
Xie Yuan looked at this scene with a calm expression, and just glanced at the elders who stood up one by one.
He finally turned his gaze back to Xie Yan and said with a smile:
"Elder Yan means that I am not strong enough. If I were the master now, would you have no objection?"
Xie Yan felt that his attitude was a bit strange, but he shook his head secretly, so what? Although he may have opinions whether he is a master or not, there is no need to say more at this time.
"Yes, if you become a Grandmaster now, with your age and talent, I, Xie Yan, will have nothing to say!"
Xie Yuan smiled and looked at Xie Yan with bright eyes:
"Okay, then I, the head of the family, will ask Elder Yan to give me some advice!"
……
Crash, crash.
A stream meanders through the chamber.
The whole hall was silent. (End of chapter)