Chapter 199 Bloodline Clan

The Changkong clan occupies a vast area. Looking down from the sky, you can't see the end at a glance.

At this moment, the clan learned that the army had returned triumphantly, and there were lights and decorations everywhere, and they looked jubilant.

The night sky was dark, but this place was bright.

"I have waited for them to come back for a long time."

"Hahaha, I never thought that it would be our Changkong clan that would dominate the sky and dominate one side. It's really rare."

"The Erzhu clan and the Mu Ri clan, from now on, must retreat obediently..."

The people on the earth were rejoicing.

Even though they did not participate in this Xuanyu battle, because they also have the identity of Changkong clan, they are also proud of the achievements made by Sen Yue and others.

It's just that the Changkong clan is too big, too big.

Some people are happy, and naturally some people are depressed.

In particular, the Sen clan has dominated the main line of the Changkong clan for many years, which has long caused dissatisfaction among some people.

Among them, Lin Shenghuang and others!

"Sen Yue..."

Lin Shenghuang's beautiful eyes sank slightly, and she looked up at the army in front.

She was tall, beautiful, and her eyes were as quiet as the abyss.

She was originally a Taoist of the Lin family, but because she acted too cruelly, she destroyed the Frost and Snow Mountains based on her own preferences, poisoned multiple tribes and the children of the Golden Family, so she was forcibly suppressed by Sen Yue and expelled back to her clan.

In the middle and later half of the Xuanyu War, she did not participate at all, let alone enter the Xuanyu Blessed Land.

Originally, she and Chen Kui were called the two beauties of the Changkong Clan.

Unfortunately, Chen Kui has already become a saint.

In order to become a saint more smoothly, she plans to enter the Yu Lei Saint Academy, and then look for opportunities to overcome the tribulation and become a saint.

"Sen Yue has already become a saint, and Sen Wei has also become a trend."

Lin Shenghuang pondered, "Could it be that I really have to follow Su Lao's suggestion to hinder Fang Yang's growth?"

While thinking, her eyes looked far away and searched.

Not long after, she finally saw the handsome and tall figure on the ancient bronze chariot.

In fact, whether Fang Yang admitted it or not, everyone basically classified Fang Yang as a faction of the Sen family.

The most obvious thing is that the status of the Fang family has gradually risen in the clan because of Fang Yang.

So in this case, for those who do not obey the discipline of the Sen family, such as Lin Shenghuang, Fang Yang is a thorn in the eye.

Because if Fang Yang is allowed to grow step by step, he can really become a sixth-level saint, or even a seventh-level saint.

By that time, the status and power of the Sen family will be more solid!

The night is thick, but it is still daytime in the field.

Fang Yang followed the army. Although they were in the same area, he felt that he had suddenly arrived from night to day.

Crash... Boom...

With the return of the army, fireworks bloomed in the sky, and it seemed that a fairy was scattering flowers, and all kinds of strange phenomena emerged.

What was even more enthusiastic was that people were singing and dancing, with extremely festive expressions.

"Joyful and fruitful year." Fang Yang felt it in his heart.

After that, Sen Wei, on behalf of her brother Sen Yue, climbed to the top of the sky, with the blue lotus Dharma covering the sky and the sun.

She was high above like an empress, accepting the worship of the people, expressing her feelings, thanking the clan members for their help, and inspiring the people.

Under her guidance, one agenda after another was completed.

Two hours later, people from all surnames and branches successively withdrew from the army and returned to their respective garrisons.

Fang Yang also said goodbye to Sen Hui and returned to the Fang clan with his second uncle, seventh uncle and others.

Fang clan ancestral hall.

The god tablets were hung in the hall, the incense was prosperous, the smoke was lingering, and it was solemn and majestic.

A large group of people stood behind the ancestral hall.

In the Fang clan, there were many people who participated in the Xuanyu battle this time, in addition to Fang Yang, Fang Haozhi and Fang Min.

If everyone went into the ancestral hall to worship together, it would obviously be unrealistic.

Therefore, even if they were worshipping their ancestors to report their military exploits, they had to follow a first come first served order.

At this moment, the highly respected elder of the Dezhi clan walked out slowly from the ancestral hall.

Behind him was a group of old men with white hair.

"Ayang, good job."

"Practice hard, don't be too anxious to break through."

"If you have any problems in the clan, just come to us..."

Unexpectedly, this group of elders actually surrounded Fang Yang and asked about his well-being.

Such a star-studded side surprised Fang Yang.

Fang Yang knew that he was in a good position now, but he never expected that it would be so high that a group of elders were willing to let him drive them.

He glanced around inconspicuously, and immediately saw the dull or surprised eyes of the elders such as the uncle and sister of the clan.

It can be seen that everyone was also very surprised by the performance of the elders.

"Ayang, you go in first, Xiaomin and Haozhi will follow behind..."

The elder of the Dezhi tribe stroked his white beard and arranged things.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and the others were stunned.

Because no matter how talented Fang Yang was, he was just a junior.

According to the rules of the righteous way, it would never be his turn to burn the first incense!

Burning the first incense for the ancestral tablets is the supreme honor, which indirectly shows how high the status of this person is.

"Ayang is indeed qualified, but he is not qualified enough..."

"Is the elder of the Dezhi tribe too supportive of Ayang? There is no need for this, let Uncle He go."

"Huh~ Fortunately, I didn't bully him because he was alone. I was lucky."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. That silly boy has become a big shot that I look up to..."

At this moment, Fang Lanxi, Fang Xili and others in the clan finally woke up.

Fang Yang is now really successful and has become an untouchable big shot!

Even the elders of the clan have to rely on Fang Yang.

Fang Lanxi is happy. As the daughter of Fang Ershu and the cousin of Fang Yang, she is happy for Fang Yang's transformation.

Fang Xili is uneasy. As a member of the Internal Affairs Hall, he once encroached on the interests of the restaurant and winery under Fang Yang's name.

But fortunately, although he used to disdain Fang Yang and wished that Fang Yang would never be powerful, he never targeted Fang Yang specifically.

At this moment, Fang Yang was in the center of the scene.

Fang Yang swept his eyes and took in all the people.

He only occasionally fantasized about such a scene.

In the first fifteen years before he became enlightened, he was a small fry standing in one corner every year during the Thunder Festival.

He quietly stayed in the corner, watching the big figures burn incense in the ancestral hall and receive the respectful gazes of the clan members.

Now, he felt like a dream come true, which made him happy and tremble slightly.

But he only savored it for a moment and then lightly wiped away the joy.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he turned around, stepped into the ancestral hall, took three incense sticks, and paid homage to the ancestral tablets.

Behind him, outstanding figures such as Fang Haozhi and Fang Min also paid homage to the ancestral tablets one after another.

When he heard the elders of the Dezhi clan and others crazily singing the merits of Fang Nian, Fang Yang's expression was a little subtle.

But in the end, he still restrained the expression of his emotions.

With the assistance of the elders of the Dezhi clan, he continued to act as a leader, leading Uncle Fang, Fang Min, Fang Xuan and others to complete each ceremony.

Not to mention, under such a ceremony, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became much more lively.

The strange feeling of not returning home for a long time is gradually disappearing, just like fallen leaves returning to their roots, blending again.

"Is this the connection between bloodlines and clans?"

Fang Yang put one hand behind his back, his eyes flashing with light, thinking: "This power is really terrifying when it bursts out."