Hearing this, Fang Yan's face suddenly became quiet, and a trace of cold anger suddenly flashed across the former's face. The look he looked at Fang Xian had changed from sharpness to a slight coldness. Obviously, the former had become extremely disgusted with the eldest elder of the family.

In the hall, after the Great Elder Fang Xian said this, the sacrificial hall suddenly became an uproar. After that, everyone's eyes were filled with a hint of cold fritters and a little gloating.

Because the young clan leader in the family was the direct descendant of the clan leader of the clan, he had already taken charge of the seven pharmacies of the Fang clan three years ago. At that time, elders such as Fang Xian and others were a little dissatisfied with the heirs of the side branches of his family. However, due to Fang Yan's pressure and shock, everyone had some slight words, but they did not dare to openly be arrogant.

But all this changed suddenly three years ago. Since Fang Chen was found to be a waste of cultivation and had been hovering in the realm of a first-level medicine spirit for nearly ten years, elders such as Fang Xian and the younger generation of clan members of the family were suddenly expressed. He did not have much favorable feelings for the useless young clan leader who occupied the pit and did not shit, and he has been oppressing Fang Chen and his clan leader Fang Yan.

After knowing that Fang Chen had become a waste, Fang Yan 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.

He glanced at the sarcastic people, and the Xuanqian yard next to Fang Yanqi frowned slightly, and his right hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened. For three years, although Fang Chen had not broken through the first-level medicine spirit, he had always admired and admired the former very much, not for anything else, but for the former's persistence that never gave up. You must know that in the medicine hall, the young man who refined the elixir every night until dawn until his hands became ulcerated and swollen, besides Miao'er, he was the biggest insider.

After taking a sip of tea, Han Xuan, the president of the Alchemist Union on the right side of Fang Yan, looked at Fang Yan and Fang Xian lightly. Although they had different expressions in their eyes, the former did not show too much emotional fluctuation. However, where his turbid eyes condensed, they could faintly feel the purpose of the former, which was the strange iron box about two meters high in the center of the sacrificial hall. Obviously, what was very attractive to him was the mysterious item in the iron box.

"Class leader, since the young clan leader no longer intends to participate in the sacrifice, then our ancestor worship ceremony should start! After all, the ancestors' sacrificial ceremony cannot be delayed!" At this moment, among the many juniors, the handsome young man in white robe suddenly stood up and bowed slightly to Fang Yan, who was in the head, and then smiled faintly.

This person is Fang Xian's son Fang Heng, who was the first in the family survey and mapping last time. It would be fine if he had not tried the taste of power, but since Fang Heng took charge of the ten pharmacies in the family, although it has only been a few days, his ambition has been extremely inflated. Therefore, at first glance, the former's smile is extremely hypocritical.

"Hmph, are you talking here?" Fang Yan glared at Fang Heng with anger, and said in a gloomy voice. Although his desire for alchemists in the family had reached an unprecedented level, he was disgusted with the house and the tricky and vicious temperament of the former was exactly the same as his father. Therefore, Fang Yan did not have much favoritism for the former.

Hearing this, Fang Heng's face changed, but under Fang Yan's powerful reputation, he had to swallow the bitterness he had to endure. Then he looked gloomy and glared at the latter fiercely, and then sat down slowly under the gaze of everyone's laughable eyes.

"Ahem, sorry, I've been waiting for everyone!"

Just as the hall became silent in an instant and Fang Yan's heart began to be irritated, suddenly, a dry cough sounded, like a stone falling into a calm lake, causing waves, causing the people in the sacrificial hall to become chaotic.

As the sound rang out, everyone looked at each other, and then a thin fair young man in black robe appeared at the collapse of the hall door...

"Hmph, you still have the face to attend the sacrifice, and you are not afraid that the face of the Fang clan will be completely lost!" In the midst of chaos, a low and mocking shout slowly sounded in the hall. The elder Fang Xian was looking at Fang Chen with a vicious expression like a resentful woman. The coldness that passed by his eyes intentionally or unintentionally seemed to be trying to find the place for Fang Heng before.

Between Fang Xian's words, many eyes in the hall looked at Fang Chen in different expressions, but the sharpest gaze was so gloomy that it made people feel a little palpitations. Following the source, it was Fang Heng who was embarrassed. His cold eyes were filled with hatred from the bone marrow.

Fang Chen ignored Fang Xian's sarcasm and Fang Heng's hatred gaze, and Fang Heng's hatred gaze. Finally, the indifferent gaze fell beside Fang Heng, a beautiful girl. At this moment, the girl's white dress, fair skin and delicate face made people feel a little depressed and breathless. However, the pale face of the former means that she has not been in good condition recently.

"Chen'er!" Seeing Fang Chen, Fang Yan grinned, and a comfortable smile appeared. He waved to the former and said, "Come here quickly and say hello to all elders!"

After a short stay on Fang Xiang's body in the white dress, Fang Chen immediately walked towards the center of the hall. When he walked to the front of Xuan Qian, the dean of the Medicine Hall, the former bowed slightly and looked at the latter gratefully. For three years, the old man in front of him has made Fang Chen respect the former from the bottom of his heart. Fang Chen has clearly distinguished who supports him when he is in danger and who step on him when he is in a downfall.

"Today is the big day of the Fang clan. Work hard. Three years of ups and downs will make you grow!" Nodded with a faint smile, but a little expectation flashed in Xuan Qian's old eyes. He always believed that the stubborn young man in front of him would not be willing to fall behind.

"Don't worry, Dean, I will never let you and my father down!" After nodding firmly, Fang Chen's indifferent gaze immediately swept past other older generation leaders of Xuanshi City, and finally it was frozen on the white long bearded old man on the far left.

The old man with long beard in white was Han Xuan. While Fang Chen was looking at the other party, the latter was also looking at Fang Chen...

Han Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately frowned slightly. For some reason, the former always felt that the young man in front of him always gave him a sense of familiarity.

Without any trace, Fang Chen turned his eyes away from Han Xuan. He immediately looked at Fang Yan, who was wearing a purple-black robe in front of him, and bowed and smiled, "Sorry, my father, I'm late!"

"It's good to come!" Nodded with a faint smile. After that, Fang Yan immediately turned to the people in the hall and said, "Now, the ancestor worship ceremony has officially begun!"

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