The rise of the sect: I am the most enduring child in the world of immortality

The front and back of the seat have no effect on awakening the destiny.

Ye Yang is not the kind of person who likes to show off, forcing himself to create enemies and causing criticism for a seat with no benefits among more than a hundred people.

There are many people in the audience who are eager to try, but the people in the front row are the first echelon of more than a hundred disciples in the sect, and they usually perform well.

Other disciples want to step forward but feel that they are not qualified, so they hesitate back and forth.

Among them, Ye Yang thinks Zhu Mange is the most tempted.

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

However, Zhu Mange is also a smart person, afraid of the truth that the tree stands out in the forest and the wind will destroy it, so he did not step forward.

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

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

"Since no one is sitting, let me do it!"

The man was holding a spear, his black eyes seemed to be the best obsidian, and there was a red spear-shaped mark on his forehead, which was unusually conspicuous.

His dark purple long hair was not tied up and spread out behind him. His hairstyle was casual, simple and unruly.

At this moment, he shouted loudly, and then placed the spear in his hand across his chest. He ignored the four people standing and sat on the futon on the seat with his eyes closed.

Wang Dong, Li Bayuan, Yan Qingying, and Zhang Buer saw that the other party was so rude, and their faces froze immediately.

What the other party said was not wrong. This futon had no owner, and anyone could sit on it. However, the other party came over directly, did not say hello, and sat down directly, which was too rude.

The discussion below was full of people, and it had already exploded.

"How arrogant!"

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

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

"Yes, this person is unfamiliar. He is not a disciple of our Feitian Sect."

"He is also wearing a mask. He must have done something sneaky and dare not show his face."

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

Today, the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony was held, and people from the subordinate families would also participate. There were only more than 200 people in total.

The Feitian Sect was not big, and basically everyone was familiar with him, but he had never seen this person before, and as soon as he came, he occupied the best seat in the whole venue, and did not take other people into consideration at all.

"Interesting, interesting."

Ye Yang thought to himself. He didn't have much interest in the seat in front. At this moment, after it was occupied by someone, he was just about to find a seat to sit down, but heard Wang Dong speak.

"Brother Ye, this guy took your seat, can you bear it?"

"Brother Wang is wrong, this seat is not surnamed Ye, nor surnamed Wang, how can it be called my or your seat."

Ye Yang has lived two lives, and he is not going to fight for a fictitious seat ranking. What's more, Wang Dong's words are not well-intentioned, but want him to take action and test the depth of the other party.

Ye Yang will not be a gun for the other party, just treat Wang Dong as a fart, find a seat and sit down casually, and ignore him.

Seeing Ye Yang resolve the conflict so easily, Wang Dong glanced at the purple-haired man coldly and sat down.

Ye Yang just counterattacked, but all his attacks disappeared into thin air, and he was left with the image of a long-mouthed, instigating villain.

He was not in a hurry, he believed that there would be a chance for him to take action

Just like a cat teasing a mouse, he took the other party into his pocket.

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

For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue was somewhat quiet.

Three drums sounded, and two strong men with bare chest muscles and yellow clothes lit the incense sticks in the incense burner in the hall, which were more than one person tall and as thick as a bowl. For a moment, the hall was filled with fragrance and green smoke rushed straight to the beams.

"The Great Elder is here!"

"The Second Elder is here!"

"The Sword King Kong is here!"

"The Plum King Kong is here!"

"The Fire King Kong is here"

"The Master of the Internal Affairs Hall is here"

"The Master of the Li Affairs Hall is here"

Accompanied by bursts of shouts, the senior executives who had been prepared for a long time, wearing huge and bloated dresses, walked into the hall.

This ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky has been rumored to be coming to participate.

However, until the singing was over, the master did not show up, and it seemed that he would not come again.

A group of senior executives sat down, and Ye Yang did not see "Shaoyang Sword" Wang Sandao in the crowd, but saw his disciple Wang Huan, eager to try in the crowd.

Wang Huan has been living a comfortable life since he came to Feitianmen. The spiritual energy in the dusk Danxia residence is abundant, which is far beyond 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. He is a deputy hall-level cadre of Feitianmen. As Wang Sandao's direct disciple, Wang Huan naturally caught the eyes of many interested people.

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

Wang Huan also gradually became the core figure in the small circle, sweeping away the depression in Shaoyang Cave before, and even his face became a little fatter.

…

A group of high-level officials were sitting in the main hall. The Great Elder Mo Niansheng, wearing a purple ribbon Taoist robe, looked 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 originally noisy hall immediately became quiet.

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

"I came here under the great trust of the ancient master for this heaven-sacrifice ceremony. In the past ten years, we have valued talents, discovered talents, and cultivated talents..."

Mo Niansheng kept talking for almost an hour without stopping. Just when Ye Yang couldn't hold it anymore and dozed off with his double eyelids, he finally finished reading.

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

Mo Niansheng finished reading the manuscript and sat down in his seat.

The second elder walked to the center.