Hearing Jiang Maohua's words, Jiang Fusheng looked at Jiang Benlin on the side with some embarrassment.

"Third uncle, you just accept it, these are also a piece of filial piety for the child, besides, this True Yuan Pill Hui Ling Pill is a second-order spirit pill, he can't use it now, it's better to improve your cultivation first, and wait for him to break through to the foundation building period."

And this elixir has been stored for a long time, he has opened it before, and when he can use it, it is estimated that the elixir will not be able to use it. ”

Jiang Benlin said bitterly for a long time, Jiang Maohua also felt reasonable when he heard it, and finally reached out to catch the elixir handed over by Jiang Fusheng.

"Fusheng, you brought your family token."

Jiang Fusheng took out the token from the storage bag and handed it over, Jiang Maohua also took out a token, and at a glance, there was also a storage bag, swept it at Jiang Fusheng's token, and returned it to Jiang Fusheng.

Jiang Fusheng took it and took a look, and was directly stunned by the numbers on it.

A full 10,000 and 20 contribution points, Jiang Fusheng basically hollowed out all his contribution points in order to refine the pill before, and only 20 points remained, but he didn't expect Jiang Maohua to directly transfer 10,000 contribution points to him today.

Bold and atmospheric!

You must know that Jiang Fusheng handed over a first-order low-grade fierce beast in the clan before, and there were only ten contribution points, and this ten thousand contribution points was enough for Jiang Fusheng to borrow the jade slips on the first floor of the entire library pavilion.

After that, Jiang Maohua opened a small stove for Jiang Fusheng and Jiang Benlin for a while, especially for some of Jiang Fusheng's cultivation questions, and gave detailed answers.

Jiang Fusheng's originally somewhat floating realm also stabilized.

It wasn't until the sun went down that Jiang Fusheng followed Jiang Benlin down the peak and returned to his yard.

After simply cultivating for a while, Jiang Fusheng went to bed early, tomorrow is the clan meeting, he must recuperate well.

Although he has now broken through to the sixth layer of Qi training, in the middle stage of Qi training, he can be regarded as top-notch, among the players who participated in the clan competition this time, there are several clansmen whose cultivation is not worse than him, and some have even broken through for a while.

The next morning, the wind was beautiful.

The Jiang family opened its doors to welcome visitors from all over the world.

"Guo Dong, the patriarch of the Guo family, arrives ~"

"Zhang Wenyong, the patriarch of the Zhang family~"

……

"Li Erwen, the head of the Li family, arrives~"

"Wang Kemin, the patriarch of the Wang family, arrives~"

It wasn't until the third pole of the sun that the patriarch of the Li family's Wang family walked in with a press.

The Jiang family meeting is a big event on Qingmei Island, and this conference is not only an internal competition of the Jiang family, but also an appearance and show of muscles on the outside, so that people know that there are successors to the Jiang family.

After all, Jiang Wang and Li all have foundation building period monks in charge, as long as there are no new foundation building period monks to break this balance, the three families can only look at the next generation, which one can cultivate a new foundation building period, that one will be better, and it is not a dream to dominate Qingmei Island.

And in the face of such a ceremony, all the families on Ome Island will even participate in some well-known loose practices.

However, some families came to participate in the Jiang family meeting in order to tie up with the Jiang family, that is, to join in the fun, and the reason why the Li family's Wang family participated was completely to spy on the military situation, so as to observe whether the next generation of the Jiang family is strong or not, and whether it will endanger the safety of the two families.

Jiang Fusheng, as a contestant participating in the big competition, doesn't have to receive guests today, just needs to wait for the big competition to start.

As soon as I came to the square, I saw Jiang Fuwei, Jiang Fulong and others, and walked over directly.

"Big brother, second brother, fourth brother......"

Jiang Fusheng greeted everyone while observing the people of the Fu generation.

His eldest brother Jiang Fucai, second brother Jiang Fuzhuo, fourth brother Jiang Fuhu, fifth brother Jiang Fulong... All of them participated in this contest.

Among them, Jiang Fucai, Jiang Fuzhuo and Jiang Fuhu are all in the sixth-level realm of Qi training, as for Jiang Fulong, he has also been promoted to the fifth level of Qi training, as for Jiang Fuwei, he is still practicing Qi at the fourth level, this time it is also learning and learning experience, and it is estimated that it is a round of tours.

As for Jiang Fusheng's second brother Jiang Fuxing, he didn't appear this time, but Jiang Fuxing had already broken through to the sixth layer of qi training a year ago, and with the talent of the other party's second spirit root, in one year, he had at least broken through to the peak of the middle stage of qi training, and even broke through to the late stage of qi training.

"Brother Seven, I haven't seen you for a long time, how do you feel that your skin is a lot whiter!"

Jiang Fuwei asked with some curiosity.

Jiang Fusheng glanced at Jiang Fuwei a little speechlessly, the clan meeting started immediately, and he actually had the kung fu to study his skin, and he didn't know if he was really heartless, or if he had already given up on himself.

"Roll the calves!"

When the other brothers heard Jiang Fusheng's foul language, they all laughed.

In their hearts, as long as there is Jiang Fuwei, there will never be a shortage of joy.

"Okay, be quiet!"

At this moment, a voice resounded throughout the square, directly suppressing everyone's voices.

I saw a person dressed in a purple robe, wearing a lotus crown, and a spiritual sword pinned to his waist, and it was Jiang Maozhi, the head of the Jiang family, who spoke just now.

Jiang Maohua, as a monk in the foundation building period, spends most of his time in retreat and cultivation at the summit of Weiyang Peak on weekdays, ignoring mundane matters.

And Jiang Maozhi, as the head of the Jiang family, is in charge of all the big and small affairs of the Jiang family on weekdays.

Jiang Fu grew so big, and he had only seen Jiang Maozhi three times, and this time it was the fourth.

"Old man Jiang Maozhi has seen all Taoist friends, welcome everyone to participate in the clan conference, let's not talk much, let's start now."

After Jiang Maozhi finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the stands and sat in front of the patriarchs of the Li and Wang families.

After Jiang Maozhi sat down, Jiang Maopu stood up and said to Jiang Fusheng and the others: "All those who participated in the big competition came to draw lots. ”

Jiang Maopu is the great elder of the Jiang family, the thirteenth rank of the Mao generation, with a ninth-level cultivation of Qi training, in charge of the family elders' council, and a high and powerful position.

When Jiang Fusheng and the others heard Jiang Maopu's words, they all walked over and lined up to start the lottery.

"Great Elder."

Jiang Fusheng bowed, today is a formal occasion, it is not good to call Grandpa, it is more solemn to call the Great Elder.

"Well, let's smoke it."

Jiang Fusheng took out a bamboo stick from the lottery tube in Jiang Maopu's hand and retreated.

"Old Seven, what number are you?"

Without waiting for Jiang Fusheng to look at it, Jiang Fulong walked over by himself and asked Jiang Fusheng in a low voice.

Jiang Fusheng flipped it over, and there was a word written on it.

"One, great, I'm number five."

This big competition, PK in order, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4... And so on.

"I'll see the others."

Jiang Fulong said and turned around and walked towards Jiang Fuwei.

Jiang Fusheng didn't move, he was still very confident in his strength, even against Jiang Fuhu and these sixth-level qi cultivators, he wouldn't necessarily lose.