"Miss...... Madame had a quarrel with the deputy peak master in the ancestral worship square, you should go and take a look. ”

At this moment, the maid pushed open the door of the wing room and said anxiously.

"What's wrong with my mother? Brother Yang Yi, let's go and take a look. ”

A trace of worry appeared on Leng Ling'er's pretty face, and she blew out the door like a gust of wind.

Glancing at the immature cheeks full of stubbornness that were close at hand, Yang Yi, who was walking quickly, showed a trace of complexity in his eyes.

Now where he is now, in the Tianyi Gate near the Ten Thousand Beast Forest, there are four major peaks and veins in the gate, which are Jiuyang Peak, Xuanyue Peak, Xingyao Peak, and Chenying Peak.

And Leng Ling'er's father, Leng Wuji, is the peak master of Chenying Peak.

As the eldest lady of Fengmai, she must be loved by thousands of people.

The fact is also the same, but unfortunately a year ago, Leng Wuji went out to find a spiritual grass for his wife to cure his cold disease, and he only found a blood-stained coat.

With the clues, the high-level of the sect ruled that Leng Wuji had fallen.

From that moment on, the sky fell and the world changed......

Leng Ling'er's status in the hearts of all the disciples has also plummeted, and the situation of orphans and widows has become more difficult little by little.

When he arrived at the ancestral worship square, Yang Yi retracted his thoughts and looked around.

Around the altar, there are many magnificent statues of gods, either with angry eyes or eyes on all beings...... Majestic, lifelike.

Thousands of peak vein disciples stood neatly below.

These disciples looked solemn, dressed in white, heroic, and full of vigor and vitality.

Now!

Thousands of disciples stared intently at the altar in front of them.

On the altar, there was a burst of Sanskrit sounds, and in the rising smoke, an old man wearing a white sacrificial robe with a gloomy face was poking a beautiful woman with his fingers, spitting and invecting.

Because the distance was too far, Yang Yi couldn't hear each other's conversation clearly.

But what is certain is that the delicate woman trembled because she was too angry, and her delicate jade face was covered with frost.

This beautiful woman is Leng Ling'er's mother, Zhang Lanqing.

She is also the sister of Yang Yi's mother and concubine Jin Lan.

In fact, Yang Yi's real identity is the third prince of the Great Departure Ancient Kingdom, who had a big disaster in the royal family a year ago, and was sent to Tianyi Gate by his mother to seek refuge with Zhang Lanqing.

And Zhang Lanqing and his wife also treated Yang Yi as if they were their own, shh

The other yin owl old man who kicked his nose on his face was Chen De, the deputy peak master of Chen Yingfeng.

This person is a wolf with ambition, when Leng Wuji was still alive, he was respectful, nodded and hunched like a loyal old dog, and now he has no scruples, and he is eager to change the dynasty and control the peak, which can be described as a bad attitude and arrogant.

"Mother!"

Leng Ling'er's pretty face tightened, clenched her pink fists, and shouted crisply.

"Hey, the eldest lady is here, how can this Yang Yi go with her?

"Yang Yi is a complete waste, he has been coming to our Chenyingfeng for a year, and he has not even broken through the cultivation of a single rank, and he is shamelessly pestering the eldest lady, which has simply lost the face of our men. ”

Thousands of peak vein disciples squinted at Yang Yi and laughed shamefully.

"Ding, the host feels the malicious ridicule from outsiders, and is very depressed inside, and the strength value is +6. ”

"Ding, the host held Leng Ling'er's wrist, which caused the jealousy of many disciples, and the strength value was +8. ”

The system's prompts come and go.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Yang Yi's mouth.

In fact, his qualifications are amazing, and when he left the ancient country, he was known as a peerless genius once in a thousand years.

Because of the catastrophe that caused the sky, he destroyed his cultivation as a punishment.

And in the past year of Chen Yingfeng, he spent most of his time recuperating from his injuries, so he created the illusion of mediocre qualifications to outsiders who didn't know the truth.

"Ling'er?"

Zhang Lanqing swept off the altar, looked at Yang Yi again, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyi, is the injury better?" It's all because Aunt Qing lived up to your mother's entrustment and didn't take good care of you. ”

"Aunt Qing, my injuries have healed. ”

A trace of warmth flowed through Yang Yi's heart, and he grinned.

"Yang Yi, today is our annual ancestor worship ceremony of Chenyingfeng, how can you, a big waste, be qualified to appear here, and you are not afraid of disgrace to Fengmai and the face of your ancestors?"

A young man in his early twenties, with soft eyes, strode over and said with a smile.

This person is Chen Haoyu, the son of the deputy peak master Chen Decai.

Since the moment Yang Yi came to Tianyimen, he has been very unpleasant, finding fault every once in a while, if it weren't for Zhang Lanqing's protection, Yang Yi's life would definitely not be easy.

"To be a dog is to be a dog's consciousness, before the owner asked, who made you jump out of the dog barking?"

Yang Yi's pupils shrank, and he raised his palm and threw it over.

Smack......

The crisp slap pierced everyone's eardrums like thunder.

I saw that Chen Haoyu was thrown out like a spinning top, and when he got up in embarrassment, half of his face had a red slap print, which was shocking.

At this moment, the thousands of disciples in the square were so surprised that they almost had their eyeballs on the ground.

Even Zhang Lanqing was surprised.

In my memory, because he suffered a heavy blow in the ancient country of Dali, after coming to Chenying Peak, Yang Yi became lifeless and had low self-esteem.

In the face of the shame and embarrassment of the disciples of the peak vein, most of the time he lowered his head and did not say a word, only making promises.

Right now, in front of everyone, he slapped Chen Haoyu?

"Ding, the host feels happy, and the strength is +8!"

"Ding, the host feels that he is in the limelight at this time, and he has a great sense of accomplishment, and his strength is +10!"

The system beeps again and again.

"Little cub, how dare you hit me?"

At the same time, Chen Haoyu got up in embarrassment, but his words were vague, and then he realized that even his front teeth had been fanned out by Yang Yi.

"Who is the little cub scolding?"

Yang Yi seemed to be smiling.

"The little cub is naturally scolding you, phew, Yang Yi, you dare to scare me?"

Chen Haoyu covered his flushed face, and when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and suddenly burst out.

"Yang Yi, you are so daring, dare to smoke the son of the peak master, if you don't explain it clearly today, don't blame the peak master for breaking your legs!"

At the same time, Leng Decai, who was standing on the altar, flew down, and said with a gloomy face.

"Before the sect elders' house issued a new appointment, Ling'er's father was still the peak master, and you Chen De claimed to be the peak master, do you want to commit the following crimes?

Its voice is like a dragon, swinging like a cloud rising too empty, and it clearly reverberates on the square.

Under the light of the morning sun, Yang Yi has a delicate face, a tall figure, white clothes and black hair fluttering in the wind, floating out of the dust, as if a celestial person.

"Old man, old man......"

Chen De's breath stagnated, and he got up.

For more than a year, because of the fall of the peak master Leng Wuji, Zhang Lanqing had a cold illness, and he was the one who handled the affairs of Chenying Peak.

"Also, more than ten years ago, you Chen De was just a martial artist, hunted down by the enemy, and hid in Tibet with a pair ......of children, and the day was in danger."

Yang Yi smiled shamefully and said: "It was Ling'er's father who saved you, and he entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, this old man is a human name, right? Are you worthy? You are not as good as a dog." ”

"You ......"

Chen De's face turned white and blue with anger.

"Ding, the host's choked old miscellaneous hair almost vomits blood, and the strength value is +12!"

"Ding, the host's generous statement, the words of justice made the hearts of the twenty-six disciples present full of reverence, and the strength value was +5!"

"Ding, Xiao Nizi Leng Ling'er worships the host even more, Fang's heart beats, and her strength value is +8!"

The system beeps again and again.

"Okay, the old man doesn't waste his tongue with you, a stinky child. ”

Unable to gain the upper hand, Chen De turned to the front and said: "Madam, to get back to the point, the peak master has fallen for nearly a year, and we have not had a person in charge of Chenying Peak for a long time, like a plate of loose sand, the old man has already discussed with the two peak vein deacons, and they unanimously elected the old man as the next peak master, what do you think?"

"There are only seven days left for the fall of the deceased husband to be a year, and now the two peak vein deacons are not at the ancestor worship site, according to Mrs. Ben's wishes, how about choosing the young peak master and putting it on hold for a long time after seven days?"

Zhang Lanqing's beautiful eyes showed a hint of amazement.

Because of her cold illness, she had no intention of governing the affairs of the peak vein, and during this year, most of the disciples in the peak vein were all bought by Chen De.

She even suspected that the list of those who had been bribed also included two Fengmai deacons.

If this is the case, it is really difficult for her to protect the hard work left by her deceased husband.

"It's okay, but today's ancestor worship, the people who put on the first incense stick must be the old man and Haoyu, I guess Mrs. won't object to this, right?"

Chen De's tone carried a kind of arrogance and domineering that could not be disobeyed.

Worship ancestors every year, and only the peak master and family members can go to the first incense, which is glory and status......

Chen De's move undoubtedly warmed up for the throne of the peak master.

"Now that the new peak master has not been decided, even if you want to make incense, it is Mrs. Ben and Ling'er first, where are you qualified?"

This is Zhang Lanqing's final bottom line, which cannot be trampled on.

"Madam, although your husband was in charge of this Fengmai before, this does not mean that Fengmai belongs to your Leng family, and it is not up to you to decide whether you are qualified to be incense. ”

Chen De looked around, his eyes revealed a hint of pride in his hands, and said, "Since there is a stalemate, let the Fengmai disciples present vote." ”

"The disciple is in favor of letting Chen De, the deputy peak master, replace the first incense stick on the peak vein. ”

The disciple agreed. ”

"Madam, our Chenying Peak is now in turmoil, and only the deputy peak master can carry the beam, you still take Miss Ling'er to retreat into the background, at least you can make a good name. ”

"Yes, why should a woman's family come out and show her face?"

There were roughly thousands of disciples present, and more than half of them voted in favor, which shows that in this year's operation, most of the Fengmai disciples were won over by Chen De.