"The third thing."

Chen Xiangwen's eyes shifted to Chen Ping, and he raised his voice: "Ping'er's strength is obvious to all, although he is a medium-grade spiritual root, his magic talent is amazing. ”

"Here we are."

Chen Ping's heart moved slightly, and he straightened up a little seriously.

"I intend to elevate Ping'er to the foundation seed, but this is a family affair that needs to be voted on by everyone."

Chen Xiangwen said loudly.

According to the clan rules, all matters that require high-level voting and decision-making are subject to one vote per person for the Zhuji clan and the first-class guest secretary.

The deacons and elders of the five halls have half a vote for one person.

If there is a tie in the number of votes, the strongest of the two sides will have a round of competition, and whoever wins will have the final say.

Of course, this has only happened a few times in the hundreds of years in the family.

"Whoa."

There was no objection to this for the time being.

There is also a precedent for the promotion of medium-grade spiritual roots into foundation-building seeds.

"Let's get started!"

Chen Xiangwen Zhengse said: "Since I proposed it, I voted in favor." ”

"Yes."

Chen Yiru smiled at Chen Ping and said decisively.

There are currently several major factions in the family, and this son is the closest to her.

Once Chen Ping has established a foundation, she is also one of the beneficiaries.

"Against!"

Not surprisingly, Chen Yiru's voice fell, and Chen Munian said coldly.

I don't know if she is dissatisfied with Chen Ping, or purely against Chen Yiru.

"Humph!"

Chen Yiru blew her messy hair and held back her anger.

"Since the family has established itself, there are very few clansmen who can win by a small level, so I am also in favor!"

Chen Tong looked at Chen Ping and gave the latter a look of encouragement.

"I'm against it!"

Chen Jinsong clasped his hands in his sleeves, and said in a yin and yin way.

"Ping'er's supernatural powers are comparable to the peak of Qi training, and the future is unlimited, I approve!"

Chen Qiudong immediately supported and shouted loudly.

"I ...... Approve. ”

Chen Leining said sullenly, as uncomfortable as eating a cow lice in his heart.

Because of Chen Xun, he didn't like to see Chen Ping.

But Chen Tong, the leader of his faction, voted in favor, and unless he made up his mind to change the court, he would never dare to go against the will of the patriarch.

"There should be no suspense."

Chen Kangzhou, who shrunk from the sidelines, couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

At present, there are four votes passed, and only one and a half votes are against.

The situation is very good for Chen Ping.

If he once sealed the foundation seed, then the status of the two in the family will be known.

However, the next stark-raising scene happened.

"Against!"

The next moment, Chen Yu, Chen Nongyue and the three elders opened their mouths at the same time, and they all voted against!

The five spoke out in unison.

This sudden change even Chen Xiangwen and other foundation building monks looked sideways, and their faces were shocked.

"Stinky boy, want to be a foundation seed? Dream on! ”

Chen Jinsong was smug, these people were all counted by him, and he spent more than a thousand spirit stones before and after, not to mention the favors he owed.

Now there are four votes in favor and four votes against, which seems to be evenly matched, and the suspense still exists.

But Chen Jinsong is no longer worried.

There are also two key votes, in the hands of his uncle Chen Xingchao and Zeng Tingxuan.

There is a high probability that my uncle will not agree.

Chen Ping's promotion to the foundation building seed didn't add another obstacle to Chen Xintong.

And Zeng Tingxuan has always followed his uncle's decision.

In this way, the big picture is decided!

Chen Jinsong glanced at Chen Ping proudly, and the depression that had been held back for several months dissipated in one breath.

"Very good, these people, this seat has made a note."

Chen was like frost, and his eyes were strangely crossed across the faces of those who had voted against him.

Foundation Seeds?

Unimportant.

It's just that he has the right of first refusal of Tsukidan and the careful guidance of Elder Tsuki.

And these are not worth mentioning at all for him.

But in the future, if he wants to completely control the power of the family, these old guys must be eliminated!

Being swept away by him so fiercely, Chen Yu and Chen Nongyue couldn't help but beat the drum in their hearts, and they looked at each other in unison, and a trace of remorse rose in their hearts.

The two of them have always been neutrals, and this time they didn't withstand the temptation of the spirit stone and stood on Chen Jinsong's side, and they didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

"Little hairy boy, all the elders are in front of you, it's not good to grin your teeth."

An old man with a face like boot leather reprimanded.

This dying old man's name is Chen Wenhua, he is over 100 years old, and the family's spiritual grass garden has always been controlled by him.

According to the relationship, Chen Ping should call him the sixth uncle.

"Old guy, before the foundation of this seat is built, you must take care of your body, don't sit down suddenly!"

Chen Ping was extremely disgusted in his heart, but on the surface, he regained his composure.

"Xingchao, it's your turn."

Although he was unhappy with the tandem voting of these people, Chen Xiangwen couldn't help but have a seizure for the time being, and said calmly.

"When Elder Ben is in his realm, he can't do it at the next level."

Chen Xingchao stood up without hesitation, and said in a slow tone: "Therefore, I agree. ”

"What!"

The words made almost everyone present stunned and stunned.

Especially Chen Jinsong, his legs trembled, revealing an incredible look.

"Oh?"

The corners of Chen Ping's eyes were pinched, and his expression was surprised.

It is said that Chen Xintong is very favored by the three elders.

What kind of medicine is in his gourd?

Don't you really spare no effort to consider the family, hoping to see outstanding juniors come forward?

"I agree."

Zeng Tingxuan hid the puzzlement and shock on his face, and then said.

Although his ticket is already dispensable.

A total of ten votes and six votes in favor mean that Chen Ping will officially be awarded the title of Foundation Building Seed from this moment on.

From then on, his status in the family would soar to the sky, at least equal to that of the deacon of the Fifth Hall.

"Elder Ben has a proposal as well."

Chen Xingchao arched his hand towards the position of the ancestral worship hall, and then said leisurely: "Since the founding of the ancestors, our clan has the privilege of giving priority to the foundation building seed to use the foundation building pill. ”

"If that generation doesn't have a foundation seed, it will be the turn of ordinary clansmen."

"This is extremely irrational and extremely lazy."

"Counting the seeds of foundation building in the past dynasties, thirty percent of them have taken the foundation building pill but failed to build the foundation, and even a few of them did not want to make progress because they won the seed title, and they stopped practicing qi in the eight-layer realm for the rest of their lives."

"As the saying goes, misfortune begets laziness. It's not that if you are promoted to the foundation building seed, you can sit back and relax! ”

"Any potential descendant of the family can stand out with their ability, which is the root of the prosperity of the family."

"Therefore, I propose to cancel the privilege of Tsuki-dan to give priority to Tsukidan and replace it with a family competition."

"The one who wins the first place will get Tsukidan!"

After dragging the last sentence in a long voice, Chen Xingchao closed his eyes.

Silent, silent.

This exuberant passage is even more shocking than before!

"Xingchao, which clansmen are covered by the family competition you are referring to? There has to be a threshold. ”

After a long silence, Chen Xiangwen coughed lightly and said with a cautious expression.

"Within the age of forty-five, those who have cultivated to the eighth level of Qi cultivation, regardless of their lineage, are eligible to participate in the competition."

Chen Xingchao had obviously prepared the manuscript a long time ago, and said frankly: "In addition, for example, my Taoist companion Hui Qiuyan, Zeng Daoyou's disciples, and other monks with foreign surnames who meet the requirements can also participate!" ”