Chapter 30 Dugu Gun

The front or back position of the seat has no effect on the awakening of the destiny.

Among more than a hundred people, Ye Yang insisted on sitting in the first row just for a useless seat, forcing himself to create enemies and attract criticism. He was not the kind of person who liked to show off.

There were quite a few people in the audience who were eager to try, but the ones in the front row were the first echelon among the sect's more than a hundred disciples, and they usually performed well.

The other disciples wanted to step forward but felt that they were not qualified, so they hesitated back and forth.

Among them, Ye Yang felt that the one he was most interested in was Zhu Mange.

The other party was ready to fight, with his eyebrows raised from time to time, and he was just about to shout out "Leave that seat to me".

However, Zhu Mange was also a smart man. He was afraid that the tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind, so he did not go forward.

Ye Yang waved his hand and was about to find a seat to sit down.

At this moment, accompanied by the sound of clanging footsteps, a person separated the crowd and walked to the front.

"Since no one is sitting here, let me take it!"

The man was holding a spear, and his pair of black eyes looked like fine obsidian. There was a red spear-shaped mark on his forehead, which was unusually conspicuous.

Her long dark purple hair was untied and draped behind her. Her hairstyle was casual, simple and unruly.

At this moment he shouted loudly, and then placed the spear in his hand across his chest. Ignoring the four people standing there, he sat on the cushion on the seat with his legs crossed and closed his eyes to rest.

Wang Dong, Li Bayuan, Yan Qingying and Zhang Buer's faces froze when they saw how rude the other party was.

What the other party said was not wrong. This cushion had no owner and anyone could sit on it. However, the other party just walked over and sat down without even saying hello. This was too rude.

There was a lot of discussion below, and it was already a hot topic.

"So arrogant!"

"Where did this thief come from? If you don't know him, you might think he is a genius on the Hidden Dragon Ranking."

"Why haven't I seen this person before?"

"Yes, this person doesn't look familiar. He must be a disciple of our Feitian Sect."

"He's still wearing a mask. Maybe he did something sneaky and doesn't dare to show his face."

Ye Yang was also surprised when he looked at the purple-haired man. The number of Feitian Sect disciples was not too many, but not too few, but there were still more than a hundred.

A ceremony to worship the heavens is being held today, and subordinate families will also send people to participate, and all together there will be no more than 200 people.

The Feitian Sect is not big, and basically everyone is familiar with it, but he has never seen this person before. Moreover, as soon as he arrived, he occupied the best seat in the venue and completely ignored other people.

"Interesting, interesting."

Ye Yang thought to himself that he had no interest in the seat in front of him in the first place. Now that it was occupied, he was just about to find a random seat to sit down when he heard Wang Dong speak.

"Brother Ye, this person took your seat, can you tolerate it?"

"Junior Brother Wang is wrong. This seat doesn't belong to the Ye family or the Wang family. How can it be called my seat or yours?"

Ye Yang has lived two lifetimes, so he would not fight to the death for a fictitious seat ranking. Moreover, Wang Dong's words were not well-intentioned. He wanted him to take action and test the other party's strength.

Ye Yang would not be used as a gun by the other party. He just treated it as if Wang Dong had farted, found a random seat and sat down, ignoring him.

Seeing Ye Yang resolve the conflict so easily, Wang Dong looked at the purple-haired man coldly and sat down. Ye Yang had just counterattacked, but he made all his attacks disappear into thin air, leaving him with the image of a long-mouthed, instigating villain.

He was not in a hurry. He believed that there would be another chance for him to take action.
Just like a cat teasing a mouse, it takes the other party into its pocket.

In the front row, Zhang Buer, Yan Qingying, and Li Bayuan looked at each other again and sat down.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the field was a little quiet.

Three drum beats followed, and two strong men in yellow clothes with bare chest muscles lit the incense sticks in the incense burner in the main hall. The incense sticks were more than one meter tall and as thick as a bowl. For a moment, the hall was filled with fragrance, and green smoke went straight to the beams.

"The Great Elder is here!"

"The Second Elder is here!"

"The Sword King Kong is here!"

"Here comes the Plum Blossom King Kong!"

"Fire King Kong Arrives"

"The head of the Internal Affairs Hall has arrived."

"The head of the Lishi Hall has arrived."

Accompanied by bursts of cheers, the senior executives who had been prepared walked into the hall wearing large and bulky formal suits.

There has been a lot of talk about this ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and it is said that Gu Xuan, the leader of Feitian Sect, will attend.

However, even after the singing of the song was over, the leader did not show up, and it seemed that he would not come again.

All the senior executives took their seats. Ye Yang did not see "Shaoyang Sword" Wang Sanda in the crowd. Instead, he saw his disciple Wang Huan, who was eager to try in the crowd.

Wang Huan has been living a very comfortable life since he came to Feitianmen. The spiritual energy at Dusk Danxia is abundant, which is far beyond what the Shaoyang Cave where they were before.

In addition, after Wang Sandao arrived at Feitianmen, he was appointed as the deputy head of the Law Enforcement Hall, a veritable deputy hall-level cadre of Feitianmen. As Wang Sandao's direct disciple, Wang Huan naturally caught the attention of many interested people.

Many people who couldn't get in touch with Wang Sandao started with Wang Huan, first asking for a small favor, then treating him to a banquet to express their gratitude, and then inquiring about him, inviting him to play, giving him gifts, and currying favor with him, and the contact became deeper and deeper.

Wang Huan gradually became the core figure in the small circle. He swept away the depression he had felt in Shaoyang Cave before, and even his face became a little fatter.

……

A group of high-ranking officials were sitting in the main hall. The great elder, Mo Niansheng, wearing a purple Taoist robe, stared at the hundreds of disciples below, coughed dryly, and said, "Let me say a few words."

As soon as Mo Niansheng opened his mouth, the hall, which had been a little noisy, immediately became quiet.

The Great Elder squinted his eyes and glanced down, very satisfied. Then he took out a stack of manuscripts bound in parchment and cleared his throat.

"I came here for this Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony on the orders of Sect Leader Gu. Over the past ten years, we have valued, discovered, and cultivated talents..."

Mo Niansheng talked for nearly an hour without stopping. Just when Ye Yang was about to give up and his eyelids were dozing off, he finally finished.

After Mo Niansheng finished reading, he looked up and found that all the disciples in the hall were listless and sleepy, and snorted coldly.

Mo Niansheng finished reading the manuscript and sat down.

The second elder walked to the center.

(End of this chapter)