Dongfang Changfan walked out of the big tent, and it was already night at this time.

The clouds on the western dome still have a little yellow, but more of them are cloudy and misty, and the moon is not visible.

The clouds above this head are high and thin, like a green veil, covering the delicate face of the jade-faced beauty.

The breeze is blowing, the clouds are gone, the moon is looming, and the stars are gone.

Dongfang Changfan followed the passers-by into the Bitan blessed land, and saw this prosperous Bitan blessed land like spring, Dongfang Changfan's heart did not have the slightest ripple, and he did not linger at the beautiful scenery like a fairyland.

What is it? Will the elders of the Taishang family summon me so eagerly?

Dongfang Changfan pondered silently in his heart, and couldn't think hard, this kind of thing without the slightest clue, with Dongfang Changfan now, is not so capable.

"Small, retire first, the elder of the Taishang family ordered the patriarch to wait, and he will arrive later." Dongfang Changfan's thoughts were interrupted by Che's abrupt words, but he nodded expressionlessly and waved his hand to signal: He can leave.

Dongfang Changfan looked around, this was the council hall, which used to be the place where the elders of the Taishang family discussed major affairs in the clan, but now there is only one elder of the Taishang family who is still struggling to support it.

Alas!

Looking at this deserted meeting hall, Dongfang Changfan could only sigh, and then walked to the last seat and stood by it, waiting for the old man of the Taishang family to arrive.

The right hand caresses the delicate wood of the chair, and the warmth of the silk rushes into the palm of the palm, this wood is not ordinary, it is directly carved from a large piece of fairy wood, not only natural but also incompatible.

This chair has witnessed the rise and fall of the eastern tribes, there were once several elders of the Taishang family discussing the development of the tribe here, and now there are only a few dozens of chairs left and still isolated here, only the original immortals are not seen.

I'm going to make my tribe strong!

"Changfan is here?" Your kind voice came into Dongfang Changfan's ears, this voice was extremely familiar to him, isn't this the voice of the old Taishang family?

Suddenly looking up, I found that there was an old man sitting in the first seat at some point, the old eyes were narrowed into a line, and the look in his eyes could not be seen clearly, but the wrinkles on his face were slightly raised, giving people a unique sense of affinity.

And beside Dongfang Luxinyou, there was a man wearing a hat and plain clothes.

Although Dongfang Changfan couldn't see their faces, judging from the smooth skin on the back of his hand, he was definitely not very old.

And what he can do to make the Taishang family elder so close, he must also be a Gu Immortal, after all, Dongfang Changfan has not heard that the Taishang family has descendants.

Could it be that the clansman's success in ascending to immortality? But why hasn't there been the slightest rumor?

Dongfang Changfan quickly retrieved the information of the recent period, but he didn't recall any rumors or rumors that someone had ascended to immortal, could it be that this Gu Immortal was an old man with the surname Taishang?

"Changfan has seen everyone old." Dongfang Changfan's thinking was racing, and in just a short breath, he finished thinking and knelt down on one knee to salute Dongfang's heart.

"Get up, Changfan, you don't have to be so polite, this is a new member of the clan surnamed Taishang Elder One by one, he will be the second Gu Immortal of my clan for a period of time in the future." Dongfang Luxin smiled, looked at the Gu Immortal beside him and said.

At this time, the man also took off the hat and revealed his true face, this person was none other than the ghostly spirit.

"You..." The moment he saw the face of the ghostly spirit, Dongfang Changfan subconsciously wanted to say the name of the ghostly spirit, but as soon as he spoke, he remembered that the identities of the two sides were very different, so he swallowed the rest of the words, and said in a slightly stiff tone: "Changfan has seen the old man of the Lingkong family!" In the future, I will also take care of the old family of the Tai family! ”

The Ethereal looked at it coldly, and didn't say anything, just nodded and accepted the salute.

"The patriarch doesn't have to be so polite, I have joined the Eastern Tribe, and I should serve myself." The ghost spirit blew out a breeze around his fingers in his palm, helped Dongfang Changfan up, and said lightly.

"The ghost spirit has died in the Heavenly Tribulation, and now there are only the spirit sky scattered immortals." Suddenly, the ethereal spirit spoke, but I don't know if this was said to Dongfang Changfan or to himself.

After that, the ethereal spirit changed into an illusory and left, leaving only Dongfang Changfan and Dongfang Courage in the council hall.

"Changfan, are you unwilling?" After a short time of silence, Dongfang Courageous Heart broke the dead silence and asked softly.

Dongfang Ruoxin is not unaware of the ethereal spirit, he is the Gu Immortal of the Eastern Clan, he has read the information of the last royal court dispute carefully, and he has also roughly estimated the list of Gu Immortals.

It's just that he didn't expect that the ghost spirit would ascend to immortal so early, and he also has an immortal killing move, which he never expected.

"No, with him joining, our eastern tribe is also stronger." Dongfang Changfan's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to mind what had just happened.

"Really?" Dongfang Luxin just responded, and then looked at Dongfang Changfan's eyes without speaking.

Although Dongfang Changfan concealed it very well, his performance was full of Dongfang Spirit, the pupils of the ethereal spirit shrank sharply at the first sight, the panic after that, and the unwillingness to ask questions, all of which were fully understood.

"If you want to ascend to immortality, this old bone will help you, after all, how can outsiders be as reliable as their own family." After thinking about it again, Dongfang Courage still spoke, seeing that Dongfang Changfan had already been regarded as a Gu Immortal Seed, and it was the last Gu Immortal Seed of the Eastern Clan.

"Thank you for the kindness of the old man!" Dongfang Changfan categorically refused, he paused, calmed his heart, and continued: "I want to participate in this royal court dispute as the patriarch, and I hope that the family elders will understand." ”

"A man's path has to be walked by himself, and no one else can help you. If one day you are tired and can't bear this burden, come to me for this old bone. Dongfang Courage knew Dongfang Changfan better than anyone else, and he knew that once Dongfang Changfan decided, he couldn't change it, so he said to him gently.

"Yes! If the Taishang family is fine, please forgive Changfan for saying goodbye, there are still a lot of official affairs to deal with in the clan. Dongfang Changfan saluted this Dongfang Courage and said humbly, but he buried his head very low, as if he was avoiding Dongfang Courage's sight.

"Go ahead." Dongfang was still kind, and waved his hand lightly, signaling that Dongfang Changfan could leave.

"Quit!"

After speaking, Dongfang Changfan turned around and left, but Dongfang Courage was watching behind him, looking at the faint back, he could only sigh silently.

Dongfang Luxin knew that too many stalls were pressing on Dongfang Changfan's shoulders, although he was a Gu Immortal, he couldn't help Dongfang Changfan, because he had a heavier burden to pick.

The ghost itself is from an eastern tribe, and many things cannot be handed over to him to deal with, and it is clearly written in the detailed terms that 'unless there is a danger of damage to the clan, the ghost cannot be forced to take action'.

Flowing Stream...

Dongfang Changfan walked out of the blessed land of Bitan, and at this time it was already raining lightly on the grassland.

In this smoke and rain, Dongfang Changfan did not use an umbrella, he walked in the rain, and the rain wet his clothes and hair, but he seemed to be unaware.

Stop, look back.

It seemed that after a glance at Bitan, which had long since disappeared, he walked back to his patriarch's tent and never looked back.