Hearing this, Fang Yan's face instantly froze, and a trace of cold anger suddenly flashed from the former's face, and the eyes he looked at Fang Xianzhong had already changed from fierce to cold, obviously, for the great elder of the family, the former was already extremely disgusted.

In the hall, as soon as the Great Elder Fang Xian's words came out, there was an uproar in the sacrificial hall, and after that, everyone's eyes were filled with a hint of cold crumbs and a little schadenfreude.

The young patriarch of the family was already in charge of the seven medicine houses of the Fang clan three years ago because he was the descendant of the patriarch of the Fang clan, and at that time Fang Xian and the other elders were a little dissatisfied with the heirs of the side branches of the family, but under the pressure and deterrence of Fang Yan, although everyone had a lot of words, they did not dare to be openly presumptuous.

But all this changed abruptly three years ago, since Fang Chen was found to be a waste material of cultivation, and after nearly ten years of cultivation and still wandering in the realm of first-level medicine spirits, Fang Xian and other elders and the younger generation of the clan members of the family showed their emotions impressively, and they did not have much affection for the young patriarch of the waste material who occupied the pit and did not, and had been oppressing Fang Chen and his patriarch Fang Yan.

And after knowing that Fang Chen had become a waste, Fang Yan also had to take back Fang Chen's family property, after all, the huge Fang clan in Xuanshi City could not be decided by him alone.

Glancing lightly at the sneering crowd, Fang Yan's Xuanqian courtyard frowned slightly, and his right hand holding the teacup also tightened suddenly. In the past three years, although Fang Chen has not broken through the first-level medicinal spirit, he has always admired and admired the former very much, not for anything else, but for the former's persistence of never giving up. You must know that in the medicine hall, the young man who refines the pill every night until dawn, until his hands become ulcerated and swollen, except for Miao'er, he is the biggest informant.

Taking a sip of tea, Han Huo, the president of the Alchemist Guild on Fang Yan's right, looked at Fang Yan and Fang Xian lightly, although the different expressions of the two were in full view, but the former did not show too many emotional fluctuations, but where his cloudy eyes condensed, he faintly felt the intention of the former, and it was the strange iron box about two meters high in the center of the sacrificial hall. Obviously, what attracted him the most was the mysterious items inside the iron box.

"Patriarch, since the young patriarch no longer plans to participate in the sacrifice, let's start our ancestor worship ceremony! After all, the ancestral sacrifice ceremony can't be delayed! At this moment, among the many juniors, the handsome young man in a white robe stood up abruptly, and after bowing slightly to Fang Yan in the first seat, he smiled lightly.

This person is Fang Heng, the son of Fang Xian, who won the first place in the previous family surveying and mapping. It would be fine if he hadn't tried the taste of power, but since Fang Heng took charge of the ten medicine shops in the family, although it had only been a few days, the ambition in his heart had already swelled extremely well. Therefore, at first glance, the former's smile is extremely hypocritical.

"Hmph, you have a part in talking here, too?" Glaring at Fang Heng with anger on his face, Fang Yan lowered his voice and said gloomily, although his desire for the alchemist in the family had reached an unprecedented level, because he was disgusted with the house and Wu, and the former's tricky and ruthless temperament was the same as his father, therefore, Fang Yan did not have much affection for the former.

Hearing this, Fang Heng's face changed, but under Fang Yan's powerful name, he also had to swallow the bitter water of forbearance, and then his face was gloomy, and after glaring at the latter fiercely, he slowly sat down in embarrassment under the gaze of everyone.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting!"

Just when the hall instantly became silent, and Fang Yan's heart began to be irritable, suddenly, a dry cough sounded, like a stone falling into a calm lake, which suddenly caused waves and made everyone in the sacrificial hall begin to be agitated.

As the voice sounded, everyone's eyes looked at each other, and immediately a white-skinned young man in a black robe appeared at the door of the hall......

"Hmph, you still have the face to participate in the sacrifice, and you are not afraid that the face of the Fang clan will make you lose everything!" When he was in a hurry, a low shout mixed with a hint of mockery slowly sounded in the hall, and he saw that the Great Elder Fang Xian was like a resentful woman, looking at Fang Chen with a vicious face. The coldness of his eyes, which swept over intentionally or unintentionally, seemed to be trying to find a place for Fang Heng before.

Between Fang Xian's words, many eyes in the hall looked at Fang Chen with different expressions, but the sharpest one of them was gloomy and made people palpitate, following the source to find it, it was Fang Heng who was embarrassed in between, and in his cold eyes, there was hatred from the bone marrow.

Fang Xian's sarcasm and Fang Heng's hateful gaze, Fang Chen directly ignored it, and in the end, his indifferent gaze fell on Fang Heng's side, a beautiful girl, at this moment, the girl was wearing a white dress, her fair skin and delicate face made people a little depressed and breathless, but the former's pale face indicated that she had not been doing well in recent days.

"Chen'er!" Seeing Fang Chen, the corners of Fang Yan's mouth twitched, and he immediately showed a comfortable smile, and immediately beckoned to the former: "Come here, say hello to all the elders!" ”

After his gaze lingered for a short time on the body of Fang Xiang, the girl in the white dress, Fang Chen immediately walked towards the center of the hall, and when he walked in front of Xuan Qian, the dean of the medicine hall, the former bowed slightly, and then looked at the latter gratefully. In the past three years, the old man in front of him has taken care of himself in every way, which has made Fang Chen respect the former from the bottom of his heart, who helps him when he is in danger, and who steps on himself when he is down, Fang Chen can tell very clearly.

"Today is a big day for the Fang clan, work hard, three years of ups and downs will make you grow!" nodded with a light smile, but there was a hint of expectation in Xuan Qian's old eyes. He always believed that the stubborn young man in front of him would not be left behind.

"Don't worry, Dean, I won't let you and my father down!" After nodding firmly, Fang Chen's indifferent gaze immediately swept in front of the other leaders of the older generation in Xuanshi City, and finally fixed on the white long-haired old man on the far left.

The white-haired old man was Han Huo, and while Fang Chen was looking at the other party, the latter was also looking at Fang Chen......

Han Huo's pupils shrank, and then frowned slightly, for some reason, the former always felt that the immature young man in front of him always gave him a sense of déjà vu.

Without a trace, he turned his gaze away from Han Huo, Fang Chen immediately looked at Fang Yan, who was wearing a purple and black robe in front of him, with a little apology, bowed down and smiled: "Sorry, father, it's too late!" ”

"It's good to be here!" Nodding with a light smile, after that, Fang Yan suddenly turned his head to the people in the hall: "Now, the ancestor worship ceremony has officially begun!" ”

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