Everyone was stunned when they saw Zhang Yang.

Suddenly, several senior immortal cultivators whispered: "The Taichu Sect not only has weak disciples like Qin Haoxuan, but also gray disciples like Zhang Yang. This gray disciple is not old but has a high cultivation level, and his future is unlimited."

The others nodded and echoed: "The Taichu Sect is hidden! They also have a gray seed named Murong! Taichu now has two gray seeds... The future cannot be underestimated!"

The disciples of all sects have excellent geniuses, but when compared with the spiritual power and momentum emitted by Zhang Yang, he was immediately compared to him. Although he was covered in blood and ragged clothes, his confidence and murderous aura were all inferior to others.

Zhang Yang looked around, bowed to Huanglong Zhenren, and stood up, waiting for Huanglong Zhenren to speak.

Huang Long nodded and smiled, looked at Zhang Yang, and then looked at Qin Haoxuan, looking at him with a look of relief.

Zhang Yang's appearance not only covered up Qin Haoxuan's limelight, but also made the leaders of major sects present feel jealous.

Qin Haoxuan, who was snatched from the limelight by Zhang Yang, smiled calmly and returned to his seat after he was busy silently.

After seeing Zhang Yang, the real person of Huiyang of the Dayuan Sect turned his head and said to Shangguan Lingfeng, the head of the Qing Shang Sect, who was beside him, said: "This gray species Zhang Yang has good qualifications and has been trained by the Taichu Sect. He has accumulated various resources for cultivation and has passed a real life-and-death battle on the battlefield. If this continues, he will not be weaker than my granddaughter in the future! After all, Huanglong is a gray species. How to cultivate gray species... he knows better than anyone else."

Shangguan Lingfeng looked serious and nodded slowly. Shang Chenxue was a brown immortal species that was stronger than the gray species, and was compared by Zhang Yang: "Although Zhang Yang is a gray species, it can be seen from his aura that there must have been an adventure."

Not only did Huiyang Zhenren and Shangguan Lingfeng think so, but in the position of chairman of the Taichu Sect, several famous sects, such as Laoshan Sect and Ziwei Sect, also praised them.

The leader of the Laoshan Sect, wearing a bright yellow robe, was graceful and slowly shaped the three beards under the national face, and said, "The Taichu Sect has such a powerful gray-seeded disciple. The fortune of the Taichu Sect will last for another hundred years in the future!"

He said this, but he was thinking in his heart: "The various sects in the cultivation world are in a relationship of helping each other and competing with each other. I thought that there were no outstanding disciples of the Taichu Sect in recent years, but I didn't expect it!"

The leader of Ziwei Sect looked at Zhang Yang, then looked at the disciples he brought, and compared his heart: "My disciple has good qualifications and a good understanding. Compared with Zhang Yang, his aura and cultivation are much worse."

Huang Long looked at Zhang Yang with relief and encouraged him: "You have made great progress in the past few years, good, good!"

After saying that, he waved his hand to signal Zhang Yang to enter the seat.

The banquet in the hall is divided into two seats, one is the banquet chairman, which is the heads of various sects who came to celebrate their birthdays and masters of immortal cultivation. Of course, the five lords of the Taichu Sect also sit on the chair.

Another seat is the disciple seat. Almost every head and elder of the sect who came to celebrate his birthday would bring close disciples, and these disciples were arranged to sit in the disciple seat. Taichu teaches some disciples with high cultivation or status, and they can also attend the birthday of the sect. Of course, they also sit on the disciple seat.

When Zhang Yang bowed and left, his eyes swept over the banquet chairman.

As the agent of the Natural Hall, Qin Haoxuan naturally sat on the chairman. Zhang Yang's eyes happened to see Qin Haoxuan, and his expression froze.

Zhang Yang thought in surprise: "Qin Haoxuan? He actually sat in the main seat? Two years ago, he wasn't he seriously injured and dying? It was a miracle to be able to survive after being seriously injured. Unexpectedly, he had recovered his cultivation and sat where the heads of various sects and elders with higher status and status can only sit. Could it be that his status in the Taichu Sect is very high?"

Especially when Zhang Yang saw the robe on duty on Qin Haoxuan, he got up and walked up, and said to Zhang Yang with a smile: "Zhang Yang, you sit here."

As he said that, Qin Haoxuan led Zhang Yang to a seat in front of the disciple's seat.

"A weak-seeded disciple actually sat on the chairman and arranged a seat for me?" Zhang Yang felt even more unhappy and thought to himself: "I am on the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, calling the wind and rain, saying the same thing. Who dares not give me face? After making great contributions to the sect, I have to listen to the arrangements of the weak-seeded ones!"

Although Zhang Yang has been tempered in the Qizhangyuan battlefield for two years, and now he is in the cultivation level of the thirty-yeye of the Immortal Miao Realm and has developed a domineering spirit, he is a little worse in his mental cultivation after all. Especially when he sees Qin Haoxuan sitting in the chairman and even arranging a seat for himself, his dissatisfaction begins to grow rapidly.

"Junior Brother Zhang Yang just came back from the battlefield. He has made great contributions to the sect. He has eaten and drunk well." After Qin Haoxuan arranged a seat for Zhang Yang, he encouraged Zhang Yang like a brother, and then left with a smile.

Zhang Yang had a blue face and said nothing, and was even more dissatisfied: "You and I started the same year. I am a gray immortal species. When I started, I was included in the sect by the Lord of Gu Yun Hall. You are just a weak species, a weak species without hope. Now you have a higher status in the sect than me?"

Zhang Yang, who lacks the ability to cultivate Qi, has obvious dissatisfaction on his face.

As soon as Zhang Yang sat down, someone came over to toast.

The person who toasted was named Luo Gui, wearing a white robe, handsome and elegant, with extraordinary temperament.

He is the senior brother of Gu Yuntang and the eldest disciple of Gu Yunzi. Although he is only a full immortal species, he has strong understanding and a sense of Taoism. He is also the best among the younger generation of disciples of Gu Yuntang.

As the eldest brother, Zhang Yang, the junior brother, should have taken the initiative to toast, but Luo Gui smiled and walked over with a glass of wine and said, "Junior Brother Zhang Yang, congratulations on returning from the Qizhangyuan battlefield. Brother Yu stays in the mountains every day and can hear your great achievements from time to time! Let Brother Yu have a drink first, and toast you for your contributions to the sect. At the same time, thank Junior Brother Zhang Yang for showing his face to our Guyuntang!"

After saying that, Luo Gui raised his wine glass and gave it a toast.

Although Zhang Yang was rebellious and had great military achievements, he was not a fool. The eldest brother came to toast him and said so nicely that the depression in his heart slightly relieved. He also changed his smile and raised the wine glass in his hand and toasted: "Thank you Master and Brother for your careful guidance."

This wine is a fine wine specially brewed by the Taichu School of Medicine in First-Class Spirit Valley. It is pure but not astringent when it is swallowed into the throat, like swallowing a flame, which is so strong that it is so vigorous.

The strong wine entered his throat, and Chang Yang smiled happily. Just as he was about to fill it with him, someone had already picked up the wine pot and took the initiative to fill it with him.

Zhang Yang had seen this man, and he was also well-known on the battlefield of Qizhangyuan. His name was Nangong Hua. He was also a full immortal species, but he was not from Gu Yuntang, but a disciple of Xia Yuntang. Although he was not as high as Luo Gui in Gu Yuntang, he was also a real senior brother. He had been in the art for thirty or forty years, and now he is also at the level of cultivation of the thirty-five leaves of the Immortal Miao Realm.

After filling up with Zhang Yang, Nangong Hua picked up his wine glass and said, "Junior Brother Zhang Yang, I have also visited the Qizhangyuan battlefield. I know how fierce the battle situation there is. I have been dozens of years older than you. I have entered the Qizhangyuan battlefield forty years. I am ashamed to be on the Qizhangyuan battlefield but I am not as good as you. I respect you!"

Nangong Hua raised his neck and the whole glass of strong wine penetrated his throat, making him frown, laughed happily, patted Zhang Yang's shoulder and went back.

The senior brothers from two halls toasted Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang's extraordinary aura and cultivation immediately made him more attention. Most of the eyes of the disciple Xi were cast on his face.

During the disciple's banquet, some low-pitched discussions also sounded.

"Senior Brother Luo and Nangong have both toasted Zhang Yang, let's go too?"

"We must go. Zhang Yang is a gray immortal species and returns with a high profile on his birthday. It is obvious that he wants to be in power! If you have a good relationship with him, it will be beneficial to us in the future."

The disciples of the Taichu Sect who are qualified to sit here have status among the younger generation and have no bad vision: "Zhang Yang has been in the school for less than four years, and now he is in the thirty-leaf of the Immortal Miao Realm. Even if the sect has three more abnormal supreme purple seeds, Zhang Yang will not be too bad in the future, at least he can get the position of one hall master."

"The Guyun Hall is not as weak as the Natural Hall. The position of a hall master is quite high. He is also qualified to decide whether it is right or wrong within the door and be in charge of the distribution of resources in the hall."

Wouldn’t it be too stupid to not please such a future senior sect?

So many Taichu disciples at the disciples' banquet stood up to toast Zhang Yang.

In the huge Taichu Treasure Hall, the disciple seat became lively because of its ostentatious seat, and it also attracted the attention of the Chairman.

The true man Huanglong looked here with kind and satisfied eyes: "The disciples of the disciples live in harmony, and the Taichu School will have a promising future! It would be even better if their relationship with Qin Haoxuan is more harmonious."

Huiyang Zhenren and others also secretly praised in their hearts: "There is Qin Haoxuan among the weak disciples of the Taichu Sect, and the colored immortals have another hype. It is expected to be prosperous!"

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"Refresh! I usually drink bad wines that are hard to drink on the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, and taste lighter than water. Today I have a great time to drink." Zhang Yang never refused, raised his wine glass and poured it down with a glass of strong wine. Even if he had a large amount, his face was flushed.

A dozen empty jars were placed beside him.

After almost the disciples of Taichu Sect had finished respecting him, Zhang Yang was about to sit down, and another person stood up from the disciple's mat. He was a man with a sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his demeanor was extraordinary. His coarse cloth clothes could not conceal his extraordinary temperament.

"Junior Brother Zhang Yang." He walked up to Zhang Yang, raised the wine glass in his hand slightly, and smiled: "I have wanted to toast you this glass of wine for a long time. You are the strongest among the younger generation of disciples!"

"Senior Brother Zhong Haoran, you are polite!"

Zhang Yang saw clearly that the person who came was Zhong Haoran, the disciple of the head sect, and couldn't help but look stunned. Then he returned to normal. After drinking with Zhong Haoran, Zhang Yang's already arrogant expression became more proud.

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhang Yang held a smile on his lips and thought to himself: "Senior Brother Zhong has come to toast me. If Qin Haoxuan is smart, why don't you come over and toast me quickly?"

Zhong Haoran, the head disciple, took the initiative to toast Zhang Yang, which immediately caused a stir among the disciples of Taichu Sect: "Senior Brother Zhong is a disciple of the head sect. Although he has no hope of inheriting the rank of the head sect, his status is extraordinary. He actually toasted Zhang Yang..."

So many people toasted Zhang Yang, which made Zhang Yang very comfortable. At the same time, his eyes swept towards Qin Haoxuan sitting upright on the Chairman. Qin Haoxuan looked calm. At this time, he was chatting and laughing with Shangguan Zi beside him, and he had no intention of coming over to toast.
Chapter completed!