Everyone couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Zhang Yang.

Suddenly, a few immortal cultivators whispered: "The Taichu Sect not only has a weak disciple like Qin Haoxuan, but also a gray seed like Zhang Yang, this gray disciple is not very old but has a very high cultivation, and the future is limitless. ”

The others nodded in agreement, "The Taichu Sect is deeply hidden! They also have a gray seed named Murong! Taichu now has a double gray seed...... The future is not to be underestimated!"

The disciples of all factions have excellent geniuses, but compared with the spiritual power momentum exuded by Zhang Yang, they were suddenly compared to him, although they were covered in blood and ragged, but this self-confidence and murderous spirit were all ashamed of themselves.

Zhang Yang looked around, bowed to Huanglong Zhenren, and stood with his head down, waiting for Huanglong Zhenren to speak.

Huang Long Zhenren smiled, looked at Zhang Yang, and then at Qin Haoxuan, with a look of relief.

The appearance of Zhang Yang not only covered up Qin Haoxuan's limelight, but also made the heads of the major sects and immortal cultivators present feel jealous.

Qin Haoxuan, who had been robbed of the limelight, smiled with a pampered smile, and returned to his seat after being silently busy.

After seeing Zhang Yang, the Great Yuan Sect Huiyang Zhenren turned his head sideways and said to Ling Feng, the head of the Qing Shang Sect on the side: "This gray seed Zhang Yang himself is not badly qualified, and he has been cultivated by the Taichu Sect, all kinds of immortal cultivation resources have been piled up, and he has gone through a real battle of life and death on the battlefield, so if this continues, it is possible that he will not be weaker than my granddaughter in the future! After all, Huanglong is the gray seed, how to cultivate the gray seed...... He knows better than anyone else. ”

Shangguan Lingfeng's expression was serious, and he slowly bowed his head, Shang Chenxue was a brown immortal species that was stronger than the gray species, and he was compared to Zhang Yang: "Although Zhang Yang is a gray species, it can be seen from his momentum that he must have had an adventure." ”

Not only did Huiyang Zhenren and Shangguan Ling Feng think so, but in the position of the chairman of the Taichu Sect, several famous sects, such as the Laoshan Sect, Ziwei Sect and other noble sects and elders, were also full of praise.

The sect master of the Laoshan Sect, dressed in a bright yellow robe, with a graceful bearing, slowly stroked the three strands of beard under the face of the national character, and said: "The Taichu Sect has such a powerful gray disciple, and the luck of the Taichu Sect can last for a hundred years in the future!"

He said this, but he was thinking in his heart: "The various sects in the Immortal Cultivation Realm are in a relationship of mutual help and competition with each other, I thought that the Taichu Sect had no outstanding disciples in recent years, but I didn't expect it!"

The master of Ziwei Sect looked at Zhang Yang, and then looked at the disciple he brought, and compared in his heart: "My disciple's qualifications are not bad, and his understanding is very good, compared to Zhang Yang, both his aura and cultivation are much worse." ”

Huanglong Zhenren looked at Zhang Yang with satisfaction and encouraged: "You have made great progress in the past few years, not bad, not bad!"

After that, he waved his hand to signal Zhang Yang to enter the table.

The banquet in the hall is divided into two seats, one is the chairman of the banquet, which is the head of the various sects and the masters of cultivating immortals who came to congratulate the birthday, and the five hall masters of the Taichu Sect are of course also sitting in the chairman.

The other seat is the disciple seat, and almost every sect leader and elder who comes to celebrate his birthday will bring his closer disciples, and these disciples will be arranged to sit in the disciple seat. Some disciples of the Taichu Sect who have cultivated or have a higher status can also attend the birthday of the head of the sect, and of course, they also sit on the disciple's seat.

As Zhang Yang bowed and retreated, his gaze swept over the banquet chairman.

Qin Haoxuan, as the acting hall master of the Natural Hall, naturally sat on the chairman, and when Zhang Yang's eyes happened to see Qin Haoxuan, his expression froze.

Zhang Yang thought in surprise in his heart: "Qin Haoxuan, he actually sat in the main seat? Wasn't he seriously injured and near death two years ago? It is a miracle that he can live after being so seriously injured, but I didn't expect him to even recover his cultivation and sit in a place where only the elders of the sects and the higher status of the sect can sit." Could it be that he has a very high status in the Primordial Sect?"

Especially when Zhang Yang saw the robe on duty on Qin Haoxuan's body, he got up and walked over, and said to Zhang Yang with a smile: "Zhang Yang, you sit here." ”

As he spoke, Qin Haoxuan led Zhang Yang to a seat at the front of the disciple's seat.

"A weak disciple actually sat on top of the chairman and arranged a seat for me?" Zhang Yang was even more unhappy in his heart, thinking: "I am on the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, calling for wind and rain, saying one thing or another, who dares not to give me face." After making a great contribution to the sect, he still has to listen to the arrangement of a weak species!"

Although Zhang Yang has been tempered for two years in the Qizhangyuan battlefield, he is now in the cultivation realm of the thirty leaves of the Immortal Miao Realm, and he has cultivated a domineering spirit, but he is worse in terms of mental cultivation after all, especially seeing that Qin Haoxuan can sit in the chairman, and even arrange a position for himself, the dissatisfaction in his heart began to breed rapidly.

"Senior Brother Zhang Yang has just returned from the battlefield, and he has worked hard to contribute to the sect, eating and drinking well. After Qin Haoxuan arranged a seat for Zhang Yang, he encouraged Zhang Yang like a brother, and then left with a smile.

Zhang Yangtie's face was blue, he didn't say a word, and his heart was even more dissatisfied: "You and I entered the same year, I am a gray immortal seed, and the entry was included in the door by the master of Guyun Hall, you are just a weak species, a weak seed with no hope, and now your status in the door is higher than mine?"

Zhang Yang, who was not enough to nourish his qi, was obviously dissatisfied with his face.

As soon as Zhang Yang sat down, someone immediately came over to toast.

The name of this toaster is Luo Gui, dressed in a white robe, handsome and chic, and his temperament is extraordinary.

He is the senior brother of Gu Yuntang, the eldest disciple of Gu Yunzi, although he is only full of immortal seeds, but his comprehension and Dao heart are very strong, and he is also second to none among the younger generation of disciples of Gu Yuntang.

As a senior brother, Zhang Yang, the little junior brother, should have taken the initiative to toast, but Luo Gui walked over with a smile and a wine glass, and said: "Senior Brother Zhang Yang, congratulations on your return from the Qizhangyuan battlefield, Brother Fool stays in the mountains every day, and you can hear about your great exploits from time to time! Let Brother Fool have a toast first, I respect you for your contribution to the sect, and at the same time, I also thank Senior Brother Zhang Yang for showing his face for our Guyuntang!"

After that, Luo Gui raised his wine glass and did it first as a respect.

Although Zhang Yang is unruly and has great military exploits, he is not stupid, the senior brother took the initiative to come to toast, and said it so nicely, so that the depression in his heart was slightly reduced, and he also changed his face to a smile, raised the wine glass in his hand and saluted: "Thank you for the careful guidance of the senior brother and the senior brother." ”

This wine is a fine wine specially brewed by the Taichu Sect with a first-class spirit valley, the entrance is pure but not astringent, swallowing it in the throat is like swallowing a flame, and it is very strong.

The liquor entered his throat, Zhang Yang smiled heartily, and when he was about to fill himself, someone had already picked up the wine jug and took the initiative to fill it for him.

Zhang Yang has seen this person, and he is also well-known on the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, his name is Nangong Hua, he is also full of immortal seeds, but he is not a person from Guyuntang, but a disciple of Xia Yuntang, although he is not as high as Luo Gui in Guyuntang, but he is also a real senior brother, he has been in the beginning for thirty or forty years, and now he is also the cultivation realm of the thirty-five leaves of the Immortal Miao Realm.

After Nangong Hua poured Zhang Yang full, he also picked up his wine glass and saluted: "Senior Brother Zhang Yang, my brother has also been on the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, I know how fierce the battle situation there is, I am dozens of years older than you for my brother, and I am forty years earlier than you, I am ashamed to be inferior to you in the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, I respect you!"

Nangong Hua tilted his neck, and the whole glass of liquor entered his throat, stabbing his sword eyebrows, laughing heartily, patting Zhang Yang's shoulder and going back.

The senior brothers of the two halls in a row toasted Zhang Yang, coupled with Zhang Yang's own extraordinary aura and cultivation, which suddenly made him more eye-catching, and most of the eyes of the disciples were projected on his face.

During the disciples' banquet, there were also some whispered discussions.

"Senior Brother Luo and Senior Brother Nangong have both toasted Zhang Yang, shall we go too?"

"I have to go, Zhang Yang is a gray immortal seed, and he made a high-profile return on the birthday of the master, obviously to entrust him to the throne! A good relationship with him will also be beneficial to us in the future. ”

The disciples of the Taichu Sect who are qualified to sit here all have status among the younger generation, and their vision is not bad: "Zhang Yang has been in the field for less than four years, and now he is the cultivation of the thirty leaves of the Immortal Miao Realm, that is, the sect has three more perverted supreme purple species, but Zhang Yang will not be too bad in the future, at least he can end up with the position of a hall master." ”

"Guyun Hall is not as weak as the Natural Hall, the position of a hall master is quite high, and he is also qualified to decide the right and wrong affairs within the door, and is in charge of the distribution of resources in the hall. ”

Wouldn't it be too stupid not to please such a future high-level sect?

As a result, many Taichu Sect disciples on the disciple table got up and toasted Zhang Yang.

In the huge Taichu Treasure Hall, the disciples' seats became lively because of the flamboyant seating, and also attracted the attention of the chairman.

Huang Long Zhenren looked at this side with a kind and satisfied gaze: "The disciples of the sect live in harmony, the future of the Taichu Sect can be expected! If the relationship between them and Qin Haoxuan is more harmonious, it will be even better." ”

Huiyang Zhenren and others also secretly praised in their hearts: "Qin Haoxuan is among the disciples of the weak seed of the Taichu Sect, and the colored immortal seed has another fanfare, and it can be expected to prosper!"

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"Refreshing! The ordinary drinks on the Qizhangyuan battlefield are all bad wines that are difficult to eat and taste lighter than water, so I have a good time drinking them today. Zhang Yang did not refuse, raised his wine glass, and poured down a glass of spirits, even if he was a large amount of water, his face was flushed.

Beside him, there were more than a dozen empty jars.

When the disciples of the Taichu Sect were almost finished, Zhang Yang was just about to sit down, and another person stood up from the disciples' seat, this person had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his bearing was extraordinary, but his coarse cloth clothes could not hide his otherworldly temperament.

"Senior Brother Zhang Yang. He walked in front of Zhang Yang, raised the wine glass in his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "This glass of wine has long wanted to respect you, among the younger generation of disciples, you are the strongest!"

"Senior Brother Zhong Haoran, you're polite!"

Zhang Yang saw clearly that the person who came turned out to be Zhong Haoran, the disciple of the real person in charge of the sect, couldn't help but look stunned, and then returned to normal, and after drinking a glass of wine with Zhong Haoran, Zhang Yang's originally arrogant expression became a little more proud.

After drinking the wine in the cup, the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth pulled up a smile, and he thought in his heart: "Senior Brother Zhong has come to toast me, if this guy Qin Haoxuan is smart, why don't you hurry over and toast me?"

The head disciple Zhong Haoran took the initiative to toast Zhang Yang, and immediately made waves among these disciples of the Taichu Sect: "Senior Brother Zhong is a disciple of the real person in charge of the sect, although he has no hope of inheriting the position of the head of the sect, but his status is not ordinary, he actually toasted Zhang Yang......

So many people toasted Zhang Yang, which made Zhang Yang very comfortable, and at the same time, his eyes swept to Qin Haoxuan, who was sitting on the chairman's head, Qin Haoxuan's expression was calm, at this time, he was talking and laughing with Shangguan Zi beside him, and he didn't mean to come over to toast.

Zhang Yang was unhappy in his heart: "Just a weak disciple, so many senior brothers have taken the initiative to toast me, and there are even elite disciples of other sects among them, but you don't come, don't you just become the substitute hall master of a waste hall like the Natural Hall, what is the big deal?"