Chapter 280

At night, in a magnificent hall of Hengyue clan, there are hundreds of figures sitting in the hall. All of them are the same generation as the immortal tongxuan. They are all the elders of Hengyue sect.

This is the Presbyterian Council of hengyuezong. In ordinary times, the important affairs in the sect are decided through their deliberation.

On weekdays, the atmosphere of hengyuezong's Presbyterian meeting would be suppressed in advance, and the strong smell of gunpowder would permeate the hall, and almost every time, he would make his face red and his neck thick.

However, today, the atmosphere in the Presbyterian hall is extremely relaxed. Almost everyone has a smile on their faces. It seems that there is no need to discuss the major issues they are discussing from the beginning.

Then, today, the supreme elder gathered together to discuss the matter of selecting the son of God.

Generally speaking, as in the three schools, the disciple with the highest talent of cultivation in the clan will be granted the saint son, whose status is higher than that of the nine true biographies and even ordinary elders.

Naturally, since he is the son of God, he is naturally the next leader of the sect, which is a bit like the prince in the mortal kingdom.

"Let Yin Zhiping be my son of Hengyue, no one will object to it." Above, the immortal tongxuan looked around with a smile, and the tone between the lines was full of unyielding majesty.

"That's nature." As soon as tongxuan's words fell, an old man with white hair smoothed his beard with a smile.

"90% of the host, let him be the host, worthy of his name." An old woman with white hair nodded.

"There is no need to discuss it at all." Another Taishang elder spread out his hand, "it's a matter of certainty."

"Master, masters, uncles and uncles, Dingtian has something to say." Just as the elders nodded, Yang Dingtian, who was sitting at the bottom, interrupted the voices of the people.

"Oh?" Immortal tongxuan gently stroked his beard and said with a smile, "you are the master of Hengyue. If you have any words, please say so."

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and stood up from his seat. "I don't agree with Yin Zhiping to be a saint."

As soon as this was said, the face of immortal tongxuan, who was still full of smiles at the last moment, could not help but sink down. It was not only him, but also more than 90% of the elders in the temple frowned slightly.

"Don't you agree that Yin Zhiping should be the son of God?" Immortal tongxuan looks down on Yang Dingtian with slight eyes. He is the ancestor of Hengyue. He has always said the same thing and is used to dictatorship. Now some people disobey his meaning, and his face is naturally ugly.

"Yes." Yang Dingtian took a deep breath again.

"That's the host of 90% fit." Immortal tongxuan snorted coldly, "how great his potential is, it is the future of our Hengyue. If he is not qualified to be a son, you can tell me who can be the son of Heng Yue."

"Master, to be a son requires not only strength, but also vision, mind and courage." Yang Dingtian opened his mouth and looked up at the top, facing a strong pressure, looking directly at tongxuan immortal, "and these three points, that Yin Zhiping didn't occupy at all. Compared with him, I think ye Chen of Yunv peak is more suitable."

"Ye Chen, can he compare with 90% of the host?" Immortal tongxuan sneered, and his face was still angry. "I doubt your vision now. Can a disciple be more amazing than his host?"

"How powerful is the complete Taixu ancient dragon soul? In the past years, it was cut into three ways by the ancestor of xuanchen?" Yang Dingtian still looked directly at the immortal tongxuan, "although the power of Taixu ancient dragon soul is strong, it is not impossible to contend with it, and it can not become the decisive factor for the title of the son of the emperor."

"Yang Dingtian." The immortal tongxuan burst out and got up from his seat. "How dare you compare Ye Chen with his ancestors?"

"I dare not." Yang Dingtian said in a hurry, "I'm just expounding a fact that ye Chen can break the legend of Xuanling's invincibility. His potential and talent are no less than 90% of the host."

"What do you know?" One after another, tongxuan Zhenren gave a cold drink, "the balance of the three schools is maintained by the ancient dragon soul of Taixu. Let Ye Chen be the son of the Holy Son, can he protect the future Hengyue? Did he guard Hengyue? I need to teach you such a simple truth? "

"What elder martial brother tongxuan said is very true." A supreme elder stroked his beard. "The host of 90% fit degree is infinitely close to the perfect fit. This is the existence of adverse heaven. Dingtian is really shortsighted this time."

"I also agree with senior brother Tong Xuan." There was a Taishang elder who said, "even if ye Chen is amazing, he will never reach the height of xuanchen's ancestor. He can't compare with the host of 90% fit degree."

"I agree." Another Taishang elder pondered, "let Ye Chen be the Holy Son, where will the host be? I'm afraid that if this thing spreads out, the outside world will laugh off his big teeth!"

"It's reasonable that the host should be the son of God."

"Dingtian, you have to plan for the long term, and you should understand how the 90% fit host is."

After tongxuan Zhenren said that, the voices in the hall rose one after another, and finally formed a tide. Nearly 90% of the supreme elders supported Yin Zhiping's ascendancy, not ye Chen.Such an overwhelming situation makes the figure of Yang Dingtian look a little thin. Although he is the leader of Hengyue and has the right to speak, he is only a person. In the face of this situation, Rao is helpless.

Oh!

Yang Dingtian sighed in his heart. He never felt helpless like this.

I don't know when, the voice of the temple just disappeared.

Above, the immortal tongxuan looked down at Yang Dingtian with a gloomy face, "almost everyone supports the host, what else can you say?"

"Since master and all of you support Yin Zhiping, Dingtian has nothing to say." Yang Dingtian looks the same, and still looks directly at the immortal tongxuan, "but master, I still don't think Yin Zhiping is the best candidate. Time will prove who is the one to guard Hengyue in the future."

"You don't have to preach to me." Immortal tongxuan snorted coldly, "when the host leaves the pass, we will train him in person. As for you, go back and reflect on yourself! I'm disappointed with you

"In this case, I'll quit at the end of the day." Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and bowed his hands. Then he immediately turned around and strode out of the hall.

...........。

Hengyuezong underground palace.

Yin Zhiping, sitting on the altar, opened his eyes slightly. His eyes were full of violence and bloodlust. His mouth was covered with that kind of playful smile. His face was a bit ferocious.

"Do you know why I chose you?" In the dark, it seems that there is an ethereal voice in his mind.

"Why."

"Because you have a devil's heart."