Fang Xing asked everyone to wait for a while, while he put on his rags again and flew to the other end of the clear pool to get his things. After flying back after a while, he had already put on a new cassock. The horse leaned on the saddle, put on a new cassock, and tied up his hair. Although he was still skinny, his appearance was different from that of a wild monkey before, and he was a bit more attractive.
The great priest and the others saw it, praised it a few words, and prepared to take Fang Xing to the settlement of the Hentian Clan.
Others were going to ride the clouds, but Fang Xing brought Chilong over, and sat on the dragon's head carelessly, Chilong flew into the sky excitedly, seeing that he actually used Chilong as a mount, and Chilong The iron ring on the nose, Dagong and others couldn't laugh or cry, this is a majestic real dragon, and he put a ring on his nose like raising an animal, which made everyone quite speechless.
Those who ride the clouds ride the clouds, those who ride the dragons ride the dragons, and fly to the basin where the Hentian clan is located.
The position of the Hentian clan is located in a huge basin surrounded by mountains. Under the northernmost black mountain range, there is a group of palaces where the head of the Hentian clan and the priests and elders live. The place where the clansmen live is different from outside practitioners who are mostly separated from ordinary people and have little contact with them. Here they live mixed, but the status of ordinary people is lower.
When they came to this basin, the head of the Hentian clan had already received a voice transmission, and they set up a cloud to meet them in front of the hall.
Fang Xing came to the front of the hall, paid a visit to the patriarch, and received a very solemn reception. He was warmly invited into the hall, and even the red dragon was also introduced into the hall. After asking Fang Xing, he learned that the red dragon could not transform After becoming an adult, a banquet table was set up for Fang Xing in the most spacious place of the hall, and the red dragon crawled beside Fang Xing, looking suspiciously at those who rushed to look at it with a pair of big eyes.
At the meeting, the patriarch of the Hentian clan logically proposed to invite Fang Xing to join the Hentian clan. Fang Xing knew that although he was asking, he had no other choice, so he pretended to be very surprised The appearance agreed.
On the way here, he has already asked the great priest of the Hentian clan, but he has already learned that it is not uncommon for people from outside the ruins to enter the ruins, or they are hunted and killed by people outside the ruins, and they have nowhere to go, or It is because of the legendary Taoism of the Supreme Being, entering the Guixu to explore the secrets with the hope of just in case, etc. Under the influence of various reasons, there will always be people entering the Guixu.
And these people who entered Guixu basically became the offerings of the various clans in Guixu. Into the Hate Tian clan.
And the several major clans in Guixu are the descendants of those who entered Guixu earlier.
Guixu can be entered but not exited. People who enter Guixu will naturally take root here, and there will be descendants to prosper. In addition, in Guixu, fierce beasts are rampant. Several major clans came out, each occupying several large areas in Guixu, similar to the sects of outside countries, and the Hentian clan was one of the largest clans in Guixu.
Seeing that Fang Xing agreed, the patriarch of the Heantian Clan was a middle-aged man in the mid-Gold Core stage, so he stood up with a smile on his face, handed a pale gold nameplate to Fang Xing, and said with a smile: "Little friend is willing to be the enshrinement of I hate Tian clan. The whole family is grateful. After paying homage to the ancestor of Hentian clan, you will be regarded as a member of my hate Tian clan in Guixu. If necessary, it should be supplied by I hate the sky, and the spiritual stones will be distributed every month, and they will be distributed to the children according to the monthly ritual of the first-class offerings... "
Fang Xing took the golden nameplate, but was slightly startled, and didn't notice anything unusual, but the other people at the banquet were shocked when they heard it, but it turned out that the people from outside the market recruited by several major clans Naturally, it is impossible for everyone to be treated the same. Basically, they are divided into upper, middle, lower and top-level worship categories according to their cultivation and the role they can play in the clan.
According to common sense, Fang Xing is only building a foundation now, and logically he can only make a low-level offering, but he did not expect that the patriarch of the Hentian clan would directly list him as a high-level offering. Chilong lost face, and it must be known that in Guixu, the level of worship is not just talk, it is related to the clan's daily resource support.
The place where the Taishang Taoism is located was originally the largest spiritual vein in the South China Sea, and there would be no shortage of cultivation resources. Unfortunately, after the thunder of the world, this place has been destroyed, the rules are chaotic, and there are very few spiritual stones in the spiritual veins. The spiritual energy in the ruins is quite abundant, and monks usually practice without worry, but there are very few spiritual stones to speed up their practice. Simply put, there is a serious shortage of resources.
In this hall, there are a few accompanying priests, all of whom are at the early stage of Golden Core, and in this Hentian clan, they are only intermediate-level priests. At this time, Fang Xing, a monk of the Foundation Establishment Realm, came to him immediately. Became a first-class priest, although he knew it was because of the role played by the real dragon, but he still felt a little uncomfortable, looked at each other, and drank a glass of wine sullenly.
At the banquet, the patriarch of the Hentian clan naturally asked about Fang Xing's origin, and said with a smile: "To be honest, in the world outside the ruins, the weak prey on the strong, and many fellow Taoists were forced to escape into the ruins." , stay away from the scourge, little friends don't have to worry about it, there has always been a rule within the ruins, if you feel defenseless about your identity outside the ruins, you can say it, if you don't want to mention it again, you can give yourself a new name. That's it, the inside of Guixu is different from the outside world, since then it has become two worlds, and there is no connection between them!"
Fang Xing laughed and said: "The patriarch is really a good person. To put it bluntly, if I was outside before, if I hadn't been bullied so hard and had nowhere to go, I really wouldn't have run into Guixu. The person of the Liuli Palace in the South China Sea is called Xingfang, because the palace owner had an enmity with the Canglan Hailong Palace. As a result, Canglanhai raised troops to fight, and the lineage of the Liuli Palace was destroyed. The palace owner disappeared. Lan Hai's people chased and killed them, and fled all the way outside Guixu. Seeing that there was nothing left to live for, they had no choice but to escape into Guixu to survive..."
A lie was made up, and there were lies in the truth, and there was truth in the lies, but it didn't show any flaws. To put it bluntly, although people entered the Guixu from time to time, the people in the Guixu still had a vague understanding of the outside world , they also vaguely know the grievances between Liuli Palace and Canglanhai, but some details are unclear, and they can't hear the truth in Fang's jargon.
In fact, Fang Xing also knew that the chief of the Heantian clan was actually turning a corner to inquire about the details of his Chilong, but he didn't mention a word about the Chilong. The patriarch of the Heantian clan only said Fang Xing He looks cowardly, but he understands very well in his heart that he regards Chilong as his lifeblood, and he doesn't want others to explore the secrets of this area, but he himself is not good at getting to the bottom of it, so he can only let it go.
At the banquet, everyone was happy, but there was one person with a bad face. She was the eldest daughter of the head of the Hentian Clan. She liked to dress up as a man and let others see her as a man's daughter. Seeing such a mere foundation-building monk, she actually relied on A dragon has become a high-ranking priest of the Hentian clan, but he is angry and anxious in his heart. He wants to add some trouble, but he is afraid of his father's scolding, so he dare not interrupt casually.
Turning his head inadvertently, he suddenly saw Fang Xing's newly-changed cassock, which was also fresh and beautiful, and of extraordinary quality, so he had an idea, and secretly offered sound transmission to a golden elixir with a scar on his face not far away, implying that he So say it.
The old priest of Jindan listened, concentrating for a while, after some calculations, he got up to persuade the head of the Hentian clan, "Congratulations to the head of the clan for accepting another fierce general, but the rules are not to be wasted, why don't the head of the clan let Xing Xiaoyou Take out all the things on his body for everyone to see, what should be handed over to the clan, what should be kept to the clan, so that I can open my eyes and help the wine?"
As soon as he said this, it immediately attracted the applause of other priests.
Fang Xing was startled when he heard this, not knowing what they meant.
"Hmph, don't you know, really think that we hate Tian's offering so easily?"
Seeing that Fang Xing's face changed, the female son's face suddenly became better, and she explained to him with a smile.
It was only now that Fang Xing knew that according to the clan's rules, after recruiting offerings, the clan would provide cultivation resources and shelter, but at the beginning, he would order the offerings to donate part of the resources he brought from the outside world to the clan. The degree of devotion is determined by the strength and function of the consecration itself. The stronger the strength, the less the devotion, and even this section can be exempted.
Although this move is somewhat overbearing, it is the same for all the clans in Guixu, and there is no reason for it.
After all, he took refuge in the clan and made a clan offering. Although he served the clan, he was also protected by the clan. If he did not join the clan, it would be difficult to survive in the dangerous Guixu. The clan secretly robbed and killed.
At this banquet, the patriarch of the Hentian clan didn't mention this at all, as if he wanted to save Fang Xing from handing over the resources, but the female son condemned him to mention it, but he made the matter clear. All the offerings have been handed in resources, so naturally I don't want to see such a kid who built a foundation get such shit luck, and the rank of offerings surpasses him, not to mention, but also saves resources.
While everyone was booing, Fang Xing's face was slightly gloomy. He watched coldly, and he knew that this young lady was playing tricks. This bitch really likes to make trouble for nothing. He has already pretended to be very honest. felt it.
He has a lot of treasures on him, if he really took them out without any preparation, it might shock everyone, even his true identity might be hard to hide, if there are people who came in these two years in Guixu, I'm afraid there is no one who doesn't know his name. At this time, he still has a little understanding of Guixu, and he doesn't know if it's a blessing or a curse to reveal his true identity.
Seeing Fang Xing's ugly face, the female son was very happy, and smiled at the old priest with the scar on his face.
She targeted Fang Xing so much, but it wasn't just because of her personality. After all, she also had some brains. She knew that she offended Fang Xing too hard at the time. Although this person didn't show anything, she probably hated herself in her heart. If so, he would stand in the same camp as his sister in all likelihood. The higher his status in the clan, the more unlucky he would be, so he deliberately suppressed her.
The effect of resources on a cultivator is self-evident, and taking away his resources is a heavy blow.
Hearing the old priest propose this verse, the rest also fell silent, turning their heads to look at the patriarch.
The head of the Hentian Clan was also slightly taken aback, and fell silent, with no apparent expression of what he was thinking.