I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Xie Yuan felt that his vision suddenly changed.

In a trance, he felt that he was standing at an unknown height, but also seemed to be very close, looking at a young monk in gray clothes and straw sandals.

This is a Buddhist temple built of stone.

It is called a Buddhist temple only because there are many monks inside, but the architectural style looks primitive and rough, not at all like the Buddhist temples of today, and there are no Buddha statues in the main hall.

In the main hall there were only an old monk in simple clothes, some monks of different ages and appearances, and even a lay Buddhist with long hair, which was quite chaotic.

Xie Yuan couldn't hear what they were saying, but it looked like they were saying goodbye.

They are all people from the Western Regions, and most of them are from a small Western Region temple. It doesn't look like there are many people there.

Xie Yuan's gaze, which came from nowhere, swept around and stopped at the young monk in the middle.

The young monk clasped his hands together, knelt on the ground, bid farewell to the old monk, then turned and left the small stone temple.

His expression was very firm and pious. He walked eastward, watched by his fellow disciples who were dressed simply but had the same expression.

Time seems to have lost its meaning.

Xie Yuan watched the monk cross the snow-capped mountains, the sand dunes, the plateaus, the ancient countries, the battlefields, the rivers, and the peaks.

Along the way, he preached, taught scriptures, helped the weak and the poor, and developed believers. Gradually, he built many Buddhist temples along the way and trained many new monks.

Every time he left a seed of Buddha, he would leave gracefully and move on to the next place where the Buddha's light had not yet reached to spread the faith.

During this journey, the monk encountered many dangers, but he was able to escape danger time and again with the help of Buddhism. Gradually, he comprehended extraordinary martial arts from the Buddhist scriptures and acquired an amazing artistic skill.

He gradually grew old, from a monk with a high nose, deep eyes, fair complexion and vigor, to a monk with a weather-beaten face, calm eyes and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Until one day, he came to a river that was hundreds of feet wide and shone golden in the sun. He walked along the river for another thousand miles but still could not see the end.

He is a little tired.

He knew that this was the legendary ancient oriental country, the center of the world, and the banks of the great river should be the core of the Central Plains.

If we build a temple here and spread Buddhism, I believe the boundless Buddha's light will shine upon the world.

The monk stood by the river, casually broke off a reed, stepped on it and crossed the river which was over a hundred feet wide.

Then he chose a place with open mountains, and together with his followers and disciples who gradually gathered along the way, he reclaimed the barren mountain, cut wood, built beams, and established a small temple.

It is exactly the same as the earliest small temple.

When the small temple was completed, the great monk carved a stone tablet and inscribed two words on it, and then placed it at the gate:

Prajna.

The small temple thus had a name.

The monks recruited many disciples and enlightened believers. The small temple became bigger and bigger, and the number of disciples gradually increased.

Before his death, the monk summarized his life's learning and left behind 72 unique skills. Among them, the most fundamental one, the Golden Bell Cover, was passed on to the disciple who inherited the temple.

Xie Yuan looked at the monk who took over the position of abbot and saw a bright golden light shining on his body. Although it was subtle, it was immortal and unyielding.

He had some understanding.

And then a glance lasts for a thousand years.

Xie Yuan watched as the golden light continued to be passed on as the small temple grew, protecting this mountain temple through countless disasters. He followed the abbot's lineage to subdue demons and protect all living beings.

This golden light was divided into thousands of parts, taking root and sprouting in various places in the Central Plains. Many simplified versions appeared, and even spread among the people and became common kung fu.

He vaguely saw a faint light spread from northern Ji to Yanzhou and then to Yunzhou, and finally took root in a small town.

But all the hard skills in this world were originally inherited from this point of golden light.

Xie Yuan seemed to be thinking about something.

The golden light continued to be passed down in Prajna Temple, and successive generations of descendants adhered to the responsibility of guarding the mountain gate and protecting all living beings.

Until one day, the world changed.

Fire rain fell from the sky, the red lotus fire burned the earth, and all living beings wailed.

A golden light suddenly lit up, and the Buddha appeared in the world, standing upright and sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform.

There was fire raining above his head, and the earth was blazing with flames. A golden light was as bright as the sun, covering the world and protecting it from the end of the world.

No matter how the sky collapses and the earth breaks, the golden light will never fade.

Xie Yuan looked up at the giant Buddha, and the Buddha lowered its head slightly, looking down at him with a kind gaze.

With a loud bang, a thunderous sound exploded in Xie Yuan's mind, and all that remained was the brilliant golden light of the Buddha's eyes.

I do not know how long it has been.

Xie Yuan came back to his senses.

In his hand was still the golden Buddha amulet, a huge Buddha shone with golden light all over, and under the lotus pedestal was boundless karmic fire.

Xie Yuan looked at the fire and felt that it looked familiar.

"Whether it's the fire in the illusion just now or on this Buddha amulet, it seems... a little similar to what I saw with the Burning Heaven and Exterminating Dao Spear before? No, not similar, it's exactly the same."

Xie Yuan nodded.

He knew what that fire was; it was the flame of doomsday burning the sky described in the teachings of the Hearth Cult.

"So, the light and fire that the Kitchen God's leader gave to the amulet stimulated the Buddhist rhythm in it?"

The leader of the evil cult consecrated the Buddha amulet given to the heir of Prajna Temple to enlighten himself?

a little complicated.

Xie Yuan felt a little strange, but didn't think about it too much.

Because changes have taken place before my eyes.

【Buddhist Rhyme: (9/9)】

The last bit of Buddhist rhythm was right beside him. Xie Yuan did not think deeply about whether this was the meaning of "seeking oneself". The line of words slowly disappeared, and new things appeared.

[The golden light lasts for ten thousand years, the karmic fire never changes, you have realized the "immortal Buddha's intention". ]

A hint of golden light ignited within the body, illuminating the Dantian.

Like a small candle flame, it sways gently, not dazzling, but extremely firm, and seems to be eternal.

The blood and energy nourished by Xie Yuan's many years of practice of the fundamental method, plus the meaning of the holy fire contained therein, were now all enveloped by this little bit of golden light.

The part of the blood that was hidden in golden red color and was illuminated by the golden light directly changed color and became pure light gold.

It is not extremely dazzling, but it hovers quietly, as stable, pure, and without any impurities as if it were a substance, with only the eternal golden color flickering faintly.

[Immortal Golden Bell Cover, First Level: (1/1000)]

Xie Yuan looked at the line of words in front of him, feeling the changes in the blood and energy in his Dantian that was shrouded in golden light, and a deep joy appeared on his face.

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

The thing I have been thinking about for so long now needs to be solved right next to me.

Immortal Golden Bell Cover!
The origin and end of all external hard skills in the world.

The fundamental unique skill of the Prajna Temple, the first of the 72 unique skills, is said to have indestructible golden light and indestructible blood.

Xie Yuan had seen this before from Huijue, where the man was almost beaten to death, and the technique had not yet been broken.

But if he wasn't careful, he would recover due to the nourishment of the golden light.

Xie Yuan has always wanted to improve the level of his external training skills. The best way would naturally be to replace it with the Immortal Golden Bell Cover. He has also fantasized about this, but it was just a fantasy.

The Immortal Golden Bell Cover is the secret of the Prajna Temple. Even within the temple, only the disciples of the abbot can practice it. How could he, an outsider who is not even a monk, have the opportunity to learn it?
Finally, the opportunity came.

Xie Yuan didn't expect that the Buddhist charm brought by this amulet was actually the eternal golden light.

It’s all thanks to my own hard work in practicing and being kind to others!

Even if only the circle of blood and energy in his abdomen was transformed, Xie Yuan could feel a huge difference.

If one relies on this trace of blood and energy to cast the Golden Bell Cover, the defense will be no worse than any specially made life-saving magic weapon at the Transformation Realm level.

If used to attack the enemy, it will be even more powerful and significant. The Buddhist Dharma is boundless, highlighting that if one cannot understand the scriptures that encourage people to be good, then one should be able to understand the monk's fists and feet.

Xie Yuan was happy for a while, then began to evaluate:
"The level of the Immortal Golden Bell Cover is extremely high. The entry level is the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage. Three transformations correspond to three levels. The current level of transformation is equivalent to just entering the first transformation stage."

The problem of external training has been solved, and now it is necessary to transform one's own blood and qi.

With the same origin, the Golden Bell Cover was transformed into the Immortal Golden Bell Cover with naturally no loss and a perfect fit.

However, it takes some time to transform such a high-level technique.

When all the transformations are completed, Xie Yuan's strength will naturally be incomparable, but it is unknown how long it will take...

Xie Yuan pondered for a moment, then tentatively started his blood and energy to circulate.

[Immortal Golden Bell Cover, First Level: (16/1000)]

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Just a slight movement caused a huge reaction from the martial arts technique.

After the blood and qi in the abdomen circulated slightly, the blood and qi that had not yet been transformed was illuminated by the immortal Buddha's will, and it was quickly transformed into the light golden blood and qi of the immortal golden bell.

"So simple? This Indestructible Golden Bell Cover...can it be fake?"

Xie Yuan felt it was a little unbelievable. The inherent concept that the higher the level of the technique, the harder it was to practice seemed to have been broken.

But the power of the transformed blood is self-evident, and the panel in front of him never lies. It has always been his best and most trustworthy means of identification.

Watching the blood and qi being transformed rapidly as it circulated, and the numbers in front of him growing rapidly like leaps and bounds, Xie Yuan felt that this was more refreshing than watching his savings increase.

While he continued to practice his skills, he glanced at the Buddha amulet whose golden light had faded, and he knew in his heart that it was all due to the miraculous effect of the immortal Buddha's will.

Thank you, Master?

Thank you Monk Huijue?

Xie Yuan's mind was tangled with thoughts, and he gradually immersed himself in the transformation of his skills.

A few days later.

[Immortal Golden Bell Cover·Third Level: (2681/3000)]

In the quiet room, Xie Yuan finally completed the transformation of his skills.

At this time, the Immortal Golden Bell Cover has reached the level corresponding to the late stage of the third transformation of Qi and blood, and is very close to the Grandmaster.

His whole body of blood was glowing with a faint golden light, condensed as if substantial, like golden sand flowing in his blood.

The wide river with sparkling and golden light in the harmonious meridians complements each other.

Xie Yuan waved his hands casually, feeling a huge force condensed in his hands.

Not only the blood and energy, but also the physical strength was improved in this process, almost reaching the limit that can be achieved below the Grandmaster level.

He swung his fist lightly, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound in the room. The wind whistled in the spacious training room, and the bottles and jars on the medicine shelf next to it began to vibrate.

Being unfamiliar with the huge power, Xie Yuan was quite cautious.

Then his mind moved again, and a light golden inverted bell condensed around him.

This color is much lighter than the previous Golden Bell Cover and is almost transparent.

However, the bright and stable golden light seemed to have remained the same since time immemorial, unmoving, immortal, and as if it were real.

Even if it is just a thin layer, a little bit, looking at it makes people feel that it is unbreakable.

Xie Yuan felt more secure.

Looking at the light golden light on his body, he waved his hand, and with ease, he transformed the golden bell into small shields of different sizes and shapes that covered his entire body, thus strengthening the protection of specific areas.

It is as if this is the method you have been practicing all along.

Within a few days, the technique was completely transformed. Not only was the Golden Bell Cover and the Indestructible Golden Bell Cover inherited from the same lineage, the relationship between ancestors and descendants, but it was also inseparable from the Buddhist meaning of the amulet and even the rosary given by the abbot of the Jade Buddha Temple.

All of them added together gave Xie Yuan his current Indestructible Golden Bell Cover.

Now Xie Yuan's fundamental skills finally had no shortcomings.

There is no other skill that can better make up for Xie Yuan's weaknesses than the Prajna Temple's unique martial art, the Indestructible Golden Bell Cover. It can even turn a weakness into a strength.

But perhaps that’s not an advantage.

After all, Xie Yuan's martial arts skills now seem simply luxurious.

Outside, there is the Indestructible Golden Bell Cover, which is the best among all the unique skills of the Prajna Temple; inside, there is the Great Golden River Skill of the Jinling Yao family, which is unrivaled among all others; and even the fighting style is the Burning Heaven and Destroying Dao Spear, which can be regarded as the best spear technique in the world.

With all these top-notch skills in one person, even in Prajna Temple, Xie family, or any other big forces, he would be envied and jealous, and people would grit their teeth.

There are very few people in the world who have his configuration.

Huijue and Zhang Junyi should have it, and then Ji Xuan must be it.

And there is Situ Qin, whether it is left by my father or given by my mother, there should be no shortage of it.

However, the martial arts practiced by these people are all inherited from the same lineage, while Xie Yuan eats from the same big pot.

Fortunately, these big pot meals do not conflict with each other.

With all the unique skills gathered in one body, Xie Yuan now has no shortcomings except the imbalance between his inner and outer realms, or the fact that his cultivation is not yet very high, and no weaknesses that the enemy can exploit.

If he meets Ji Xuan again, although his blood energy realm is slightly lower, with his internal strength that can break the limit and his axe skills that are better than his, this slight advantage can be turned into a winning advantage in a competition at this level, leaving him no chance.

And if one breaks through to the Grandmaster level, this peerless martial arts technique, which should be used at a higher level, will unleash its true power.

So what is my current strength?
Xie Yuan thought about it slowly, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

But it doesn’t matter. Now Xie Yuan no longer cares about the realm below the Grandmaster level, and even the title of No. 1 on the Hidden Dragon List does not move him.

Now that the problem of martial arts had been solved, he had set his sights on breaking through to become a grandmaster.

After walking out of the quiet room, although he had not bathed for several days due to his practice, Xie Yuan's body was almost spotless due to his top-notch internal and external skills, and there was a faint and clear aura.

But out of habit, Xie Yuan still took a medicinal bath prepared by Yunzhu and Shijian.

However, the two pretty maids, who used to have many little thoughts, always felt something strange when looking at Xie Yuan today.

It is true that the young master's strength has improved, but when the two women see his handsome face and well-proportioned upper body, they blush and have wild thoughts. They think it is not impossible to devote themselves to him, and they are even looking forward to it.

Looking at the young master today, I felt... my heart was as calm as water.

Yunzhu and Shijian felt that they had been elevated.

They didn't understand why, but they were very worried.

I am still so young, I haven't even warmed the bed for the young master, and I don't know what it feels like to have sex. Does that mean I have lost my desire? What if the young master wants it and I can't cooperate? I can only give myself some drugs...

Xie Yuan had no idea of ​​the two pretty maids' little tricks. He just felt the pool of medicine and was in deep thought.

His supply had not been affected yet, but as the cultivation resources of the entire clan began to run short, such a pool of water suddenly made him feel uneasy.

How can one feel that while the rich have wine and meat, the poor are freezing to death on the streets?
But this time, he was the one sitting in the rich family.

"Yunzhu, has there been any news from Elder Xie Bing of Longwu Academy?"

Xie Yuan asked.

Yun Zhu, who was standing by, replied respectfully:
"Master, not yet."

She is indeed quite capable. Not only can she take care of Xie Yuan's daily life, but she is also now the head maid of the family. She handles all the tasks assigned by Xie Yuan in an orderly manner. In all respects, she is a perfect secretary.

In comparison, Shi Jian was a little bit dumb… However, Xie Yuan only gave her a little bit of resources and a few pointers, and the pretty maid had already become a master of the Transformation Realm. Given her growth environment, age, and resources, it could be said that she was more talented than many of the Xie family members in the clan.

Xie Yuan nodded slowly and asked again:
"Has there been a lot of resentment in the clan in recent days?"

He asked directly, but Yun Zhu couldn't answer directly. He just paused for a moment and said:
"Elder Xie Bing has been gone for a long time, and many tribesmen are a little worried."

Xie Yuan was not surprised by this. If there was no progress for a period of time, there would be a lot of complaints, whether organized or spontaneous, as you can imagine.

He exhaled and said in a deep voice:
"Wait a few more days. I believe in the strength of the head of Longwu Academy."

Apart from Xie Fu, Xie Bing was the first echelon of masters in the clan, and the other masters were at most on par with him.

This is the combat power that belongs to the top of the Flying Dragon List, a top master. If he truly works hard, there is not much in the world that cannot be accomplished by him.

So Xie Yuan waited patiently, continued to familiarize himself with his strength after his great improvement in martial arts, and practiced with patience.

Many elders were paying attention to his movements, and seeing that he was calm and composed, they thought that although this boy was young, he had great composure and could sit still better than them.

After another five days, the commotion within the tribe could no longer be suppressed.

After all, people living in the Xie clan’s territory have never experienced such a shortage of resources.

All the pharmacies in Chen County and even the entire Yuzhou were almost sold out. Even many ordinary medicinal materials that they would not even look at on weekdays were sold at high prices by the wealthy Xie family members.

But it is impossible to endure such days forever. Cultivation resources are the lifeblood of a warrior. If the string is stretched too tight, it will break.

Just when the forces within the clan were about to make a move, Xie Bing came back.

On the horizon, a figure was approaching the Xie clan's territory, moving crookedly and up and down.

The doorman had already seen it and had told the guards to stand guard at the door as if they were facing a great enemy, watching the man approach.

A bloody figure landed at the gate of the clan, and then fell headfirst onto the steps. The gatekeepers looked at each other, carefully identified the wounded figure, and were shocked:
"Yes, it's Elder Xie Bing!"

No one expected that Xie Bing, who used to be so powerful and as swift as a javelin, would be in such a miserable state, so no one could recognize him for a moment.

They hurriedly carried Xie Bing in, and then the news spread like wildfire throughout the clan, and could not be suppressed.

When Xie Yuan received the news and rushed to Xie Bing's home, he saw Xie Bing lying on the sickbed with a weak breath.

Several elders, including Xie Wen from the pharmacy, were already here, and their faces were all very serious.

Xie Yuan said in a deep voice:
"How is Elder Bing's injury?"

Xie Wen said slowly:
"He was covered in wounds, but the most serious was the sword wound on his lower back and the palm strike on his chest. The energy from both wounds penetrated his internal organs, lingering and destroying his body.

"Luckily, I came back quickly and my life was saved. But how much I can recover depends on how I am treated."

Xie Yuan frowned when he heard this:
"Palm? Sword? Are they two masters?"

Xie Wen nodded slowly:

"Two masters who are no weaker than him and me."

No wonder……

Xie Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Things were more difficult than he had imagined.

"No matter how much we use or how much our clan treasury we use, we must treat Elder Bing properly."

Xie Yuan said firmly.

Xie Wen glanced at him and said slowly:
"Master, have you forgotten that the medicine storehouse is almost empty?"

Xie Yuan glanced at him and said coldly:
"What's the emergency use for? Don't tell me you've used it up now."

Xie Wen was stunned for a moment. He never expected that Xie Yuan would dare to speak to him in such a tone.

Calling him the head of the family politely, doesn't he know how big the gap is between his power, prestige and strength? Doesn't he know who is against him?

Xie Wen's face darkened slightly, but there were other elders watching silently. And since it was Xie Bing's sickbed, he was silent for a moment and said calmly:
"Yes, but that was the last time..."

"Elder Bing is fighting for the family. This is a critical moment. Get some medicine for Elder Bing's treatment immediately!"

Xie Yuan interrupted him directly.

Xie Wen's face suddenly darkened. Just as he was about to continue to protest, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice:

"No need, I have enough medicine in my own collection."

Xie Bing woke up, tilted his head and looked at the bedside and said.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yuan immediately approached:
"Elder Bing, how do you feel?"

"Can't die."

Xie Bing shook his head:
"Unfortunately, the enemy was too powerful and we were unable to complete the mission..."

Xie Yuan held his hand and comforted him:
"I understand. Elder Bing, take good care of your injuries and don't worry about me anymore."

Xie Bing said to himself:

"But I have already figured out the identities of the enemies. One is Yuan Zhen, the imperial priest, and the other is Yao Yuyi. At first I thought there was only Yuan Zhen, and I was about to chase him away, but I was ambushed by Yao Yuyi, and then I couldn't resist and was seriously injured."

Xie Yuan nodded slowly to show that he understood.

"Master, since this is a conspiracy between the royal family and the Wang family, you must make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise Tianyun Garden may not belong to the Xie family anymore. It's best to gather the family's forces immediately and cut the Gordian knot!"

Xie Bing stared at Xie Yuan and said forcefully.

Then his voice lowered, a little tired:

“That’s my suggestion.”

Xie Yuan patted his hands:

"Don't worry, Elder Bing. I understand."

He told Xie Bing to rest, glanced at Xie Wen and other elders beside him, and said calmly:
"Notify all elders to convene a clan meeting of elders now."

Xie Wen and the others looked at each other, with different expressions in their eyes.

In the Xie family's creek meeting hall.

Xie Yuan sat at the first seat, while the other elders sat scattered along the stream, like an elegant gathering of wine cups flowing by a winding stream.

However, the heavy atmosphere in the hall showed that things were not easy.

"Everyone knows about it."

Xie Yuan didn't say much, because the news that Xie Bing had returned seriously injured had spread throughout the clan.

Tianyun Garden was not taken back, but the head of Longwu Academy was lost. The whole Xie family was in a panic, and there were even signs of chaos.

If it is not handled properly, not only will there be chaos within the clan, but it may even be the opportunity for the unpopular head of the family to step down.

The elders exchanged glances, and all felt that this clan elder council might be no simple matter.

Xie Yuan put it succinctly:

"The situation is critical. The Xie family's thousand-year-old medicinal garden is in danger of falling into the hands of others and needs to be taken back immediately.

"The known enemies are Yuan Zhen, the Imperial Palace Clerk, and Yao Yuyi, the Autumn Wind Tower Master. Are there any elders willing to fight?"

Yuan Zhen and Yao Yuyi are both top-level masters with extremely strong strength. There are not many people with such fighting power even among the top three families.

Theoretically, the Wang family would not directly send out their own masters to rob, but to be on the safe side, the Xie family should at least send out five masters, three of whom should be at the top master level.

However, Xie Bing was seriously injured. Now the only ones the Xie family could dispatch were Xie Wen and two other masters with the same level of cultivation, making a total of three people.

Although Xie Fu's realm is still higher, it is impossible for him to leave the Xie family arsenal, especially at this time.

Xie Yuan glanced around and saw that Xie Wen looked at his nose and his heart without moving at all. Another elder, Xie Zhi, who was in charge of the Xinglong Hall Chamber of Commerce, also did not react.

There are nearly twenty elders in the clan, with Xie Wen and Xie Zhi each leading a few people, and they are the two largest opposition factions.

So the remaining neutral elder hesitated to speak, and just sighed and said nothing. Xie Bingdu had returned in defeat, and he alone was of no use.

In fact, there is another powerful elder named Xie Lei, who originally supports Xie Yuan. If he were there, he might be able to play a role.

But he couldn't stand the chaos in the clan, so he went to the mountains to meditate for the past two months. He didn't expect the situation to deteriorate so quickly, to the point where the top master had to take action.

If it doesn't work in the end, you may have to call him, but you must never disturb someone who is in seclusion unless it is absolutely necessary.

And even if he could come, there would be at most two people, and it might not be safe.

The Wang family is allied with the royal family and is very powerful. If they find that the Xie family is short of manpower, it will be very easy for them to send another powerful master.

If Xie Wen and Xie Zhi, two elders who play an important role in the clan, do not take action, this matter will be difficult to resolve.

Xie Yuan saw the silence and the subtle atmosphere, and said in a low voice:
"Now is not the time for internal strife within the clan. Tianyun Garden is of great importance. If we really give it up, do you elders think that the Wang family and the Xue family will return it to us?"

"Everything has a price. Tianyunpu has one, and so do the others."

Xie Zhi, a gentle and thin man, spoke.

Although he was in charge of most of the tribe's caravans, he looked more like a Confucian scholar than a businessman.

If it weren't for the flesh on his chin that made him look extremely shrewd, he would have looked like a famous teacher to others.

Xie Zhi twirled his goatee, and the mole on his chin trembled:
"Those who are capable can protect the family's belongings."

He didn't look at Xie Yuan, but just looked straight ahead with a smile on his face.

Everyone understood the implication of his words.

Xie Yuan glanced at him and said coldly:
"The development of a noble family is by no means all about business. Only looking at the profits of business and ignoring the long-term risks is to bring about self-destruction. Elder Zhi, you have been in business for a long time. Don't forget that the Xie family did not start out as a business. None of the three previous families acted so short-sightedly."

The stream hall was slightly quiet.

All the elders were a little surprised, and many of them exchanged glances without saying a word.

This young master's attitude today seems to be a little different from usual?
Although he tried hard to show himself in the past, he was always polite and even tolerant to the elders.

Especially after seeing how Xie Yuan treated Xie Wen so harshly at Xie Bing's place, he sensed something unusual.

Xie Zhi's expression froze for a moment, a hint of annoyance flashed across his eyes, and then he said with a fake smile:

"The head of the family is young and promising! Although he has not been in charge of Xinglong Hall for as long as I have, he has taught me how to manage the family and do things."

"Even if I give you another twenty years, you are still not fit to be the head of the family. Xinglongtang's performance is getting worse every year, and the contributions to the family are getting less and less. Second uncle doesn't blame you, he is just too tolerant."

Xie Yuan said bluntly.

Xie Zhi's face suddenly changed. Xie Yuan was almost pointing at him and scolding him!

Not only Xie Zhi, but also other elders were somewhat shocked. Even those who were on the sidelines felt that Xie Yuangen was basically shallow, and that he was too disrespectful to his elders, and that he was too rude and inconsiderate.

Xie Zhi snorted heavily:
"Xie Yi is facing a losing battle against the Cui and Wang families. What can Xinglongtang do?"

"There's not even a single Grandmaster willing to guard the important place for the family in this whole hall, and yet you keep talking nonsense? You have so many excuses."

Xie Yuan smiled, but his eyes became colder.

He admired his second uncle more and more. Being able to manage an entire large family and so many elders with different thoughts required great patience.

Is the Xie family his Xie family alone? They actually want to use such a major event concerning the future of the entire family to fight among themselves and squeeze him out. What a short-sighted bunch of people.

If Tianyunpu is really handed over, no matter whether it is Xie Wen or Xie Zhi, it is absolutely impossible to take this precious land back from the all-powerful Wang family.

If he had not made a promise to Xie Yi, this group of people would have wanted to drive him away. With Xie Yuan's temper, he could have turned around and left, and would have made rapid progress by following the Yunlong Step. Whoever wanted to take over this mess could do so. He did not have much affection for the Chenjun clan's land.

But Xie Yi passed the burden to him as if it was his last will, and since Xie Yuan had taken it, he must not let it go.

Xie Yuan was angry today for several reasons.

First, Tianyun Garden is of vital importance. It is a heavy blow to the enemy's heart, and it is definitely not something that can be negotiated. This includes Xie Bing's injury. He was injured in the battle for the family, and the family should have treated him at all costs. As a result, this group of people are still fighting among themselves and engaging in politics;

Second, Xie Yuan was sure that these guys were willing to sacrifice so much to oppose him, and they were definitely not the ones he could win over, but the enemies he had to fight against. So when dealing with the enemies, Xie Yuan didn't need to save any face.

Thirdly, it is also related to the confidence brought by his current strength.

Even with the above two points, if Xie Yuan is still a junior who has no say and the head of the family who is like a mascot, then getting angry will only bring humiliation to himself, just like others watching a monkey show.

But the current Xie Yuan... is indeed far inferior to top masters like Xie Zhi and Xie Wen.

But you can also make your own voice.

Xie Bing was right. We should cut the Gordian knot regarding the Tianyunpu matter as soon as possible.

Xie Yuan didn't have time to continue arguing with them.

He needed to establish his authority. If he could mobilize some of the family's power, he could still contain the crisis. Otherwise, it would be too late.

An unprecedented tough attitude was displayed, and the atmosphere in the stream hall became weird.

Many masters looked at each other, with surprise, astonishment, curiosity or even disdain in their eyes.

He would never think that a loud voice means momentum and a heavy word means authority?
Young people are anxious after all.

Let's see how he ends up.

Some elders, especially those from Xie Wen's lineage, watched the fun with great interest.

However, they were also a little worried. If Xie Zhi could suppress Xie Yuan's arrogance and trample on his face, then Xie Zhi might have the upper hand over them today.

Both they and Xie Zhi had made some other preparations.

Xie Zhi looked a little surprised, but his eyes said otherwise.

After just a moment, the anger in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by joy.

opportunity.

Xie Zhi glanced at the last seat inadvertently.

The elders there heard the news and immediately slammed the table and stood up.

"Snapped!"

The table in front of him was smashed into pieces by a slap, and a young man sitting at the last seat stood up.

"Master of the house."

The young man looked stern and cupped his hands:
“I don’t think you have any right to speak to the elders like this.

“No matter who is here, even me, we have made great contributions to the family.

“But you, the head of the family, were not raised in the family land since childhood. However, as soon as you returned to the family, you enjoyed great protection, obtained abundant resources, and even inherited the position of head of the family!
"But no matter whether it's me or all the clan members, no matter how hard we try, we still don't know what contribution you have made. What qualifications do you have to be the head of this family? And what qualifications do you have to boss around in front of so many elders?
"Tell me yourself, what have you done for the family? And the fact that the family is in its current state has a lot to do with you!"

The young man's words were so powerful that they even echoed in the spacious and open hall.

Xie Yuan looked at the young man, the youngest elder of the Chenjun Xie family, Xie Yan.

If I remember correctly, he is only thirty years old this year and has been an elder for more than a year.

He was considered the leader of the previous generation of young talents of the Xie family. He was on par with Xie Wei, but only a few years older than Xie Wei, which was similar to the age difference between Xie Wei and Xie Yuan.

Moreover, Xie Yan is Xie Zhi's nephew.

It was a direct fall out.

Faced with Xie Yan's outburst, the other elders remained expressionless and watched Xie Yuan respond.

Xie Yuan looked at Xie Yan and realized that it was Xie Zhi's lineage that would charge today, and they had already made plans.

He nodded slightly:
"Elder Yan, the rest of what you said makes sense, but how can it be my fault for the family's current situation?"

Xie Yan glanced at Xie Zhi from the corner of his eye, and seeing that he lowered his eyes and held the teacup in silence, he knew what was going on, and continued in a cold voice:

"If you hadn't been sitting there doing nothing but eating and drinking, and your moral integrity wasn't worthy of your position, how could the family have fallen into such a predicament, with enemies everywhere and difficulties both inside and outside?"

Xie Yuan smiled:
"I was given the task in a time of crisis. I was the legitimate successor to the position of Patriarch from my second uncle Xie Yi, the former Patriarch. I have also tried my best to fulfill my duties as Patriarch. But there are people like you who have such wicked ambitions——"

He pointed directly at Xie Zhi and Xie Wen.

Xie Zhi sipped his tea calmly, while Xie Wen played with a jade pestle in his hand and chuckled.

Xie Yuan continued slowly:
"You have been obstructing us at every turn, even sacrificing the interests of the family, which has led to our current situation. The Xie family is not in a period of transition. Even if they were like the Yao family, they could have maintained their dignity by being united against the outside world. On the contrary, my Xie family only knows how to fight among themselves, and can even give up everything. I'm afraid that the Cui and Wang families, and even the whole world, are laughing at me! As a result, now you are blaming me?"

He said this very calmly and in a low voice, and he was even less tough with Xie Yan's accusations than he had just been with Xie Zhi.

Seeing that Xie Yuan seemed to be talking about grievances, Xie Yan just sneered and said lightly:
"Because you are too weak. The Xie family doesn't have such a weak patriarch. If you can't win the support of the people and are unworthy of your position, you will be the source of all disasters.

"If you are more sensible and give way to others, there is still a place for you in the family."

"The Xie Clan of Chen County is not a bandit clan, and my second uncle was not the strongest back then. Does he still need to rely on his own strength to take the top spot?"

Xie Yuan asked with a smile.

When everyone saw Xie Yuan suddenly become tactful and reasonable in his speech when facing Xie Yan, they all shook their heads secretly.

The senior elder, who had just stiffened his neck and was blushing and angry, could not get angry at the young patriarch, lest he be branded as a bully of the younger generation. After all, Xie Yuan had Xie Fu behind him who appreciated him.

When he really met someone who was equally young and energetic and more powerful, Xie Yuan suddenly became honest and polite. He was completely without any dignity or reason... It was even despicable.

Even the neutral masters, including Xie Yuan's disrespect to his seniors, were now somewhat dissatisfied, thinking that perhaps he really shouldn't stay in this position.

Xie Yan secretly observed the changes in everyone's attitudes, and felt that there might be hope for their lineage to succeed today, and he felt a little proud.

He raised his head, flicked his sleeves, and said loudly:

"Back then, even if Patriarch Xie Yi was not very good, he was still a great master. And you... excuse me for being blunt, no matter your prestige, contribution, qualifications, background, or strength, you are not worthy of being the head of this family. You are even inferior to me. How can you sit in such a high position with such a thick face? Don't you feel that you are just a monkey in a human form and make people laugh?

"The family's various industries are losing ground and shrinking everywhere because of your bad idea! The family is now in chaos, Tianyun Garden has almost fallen into the hands of others, the family members are dejected, and even their cultivation has not made any progress. This is really damaging the Xie family's plans for the next few decades. You, Xie Yuan, cannot escape the blame!"

"Today I will be a bad guy and speak the truth on behalf of all the Xie family members!
"Please step down and let the wise man take over! If you don't, the Xie family will be ruined by you!"

"Please ask the head of the family to step down and let the wise man take over!"

At that moment, several elders on Xie Zhi's side stood up together, bowed and shouted loudly, shaking the hall.

Not every Grandmaster and elder was present. The people on Xie Zhi's side occupied almost half of the hall, and their momentum was extremely strong.

Xie Zhi drank a sip of tea, sat there, twirling his goatee, calmly put on the airs of an elder, and said with a smile:
"Xie Yuan, you better know your place. Don't become the eternal sinner of the Xie family!"

Xie Yuan looked at this scene with a calm expression, and just glanced at the elders who stood up one by one.

Finally, he turned his gaze back to Xie Yan and said with a smile:

"What Elder Yan meant is that I am not strong enough. If I were a Grandmaster now, would you have no objection?"

Xie Yan thought his attitude was a little strange, but he shook his head secretly. What else could he do? Although he would have opinions whether he was a master or not, there was no need to say more at this time.

"That's right. If you become a master right now, considering your age and talent, I, Xie Yan, will have no objection!"

Xie Yuan smiled and looked at Xie Yan with his bright eyes:

"Okay, then I will ask Elder Yan to give me some advice!"

……

Crash, crash.

A stream meanders through the chamber.

The whole room was silent. (End of this chapter)