Chapter 408: First, toasting

Everyone saw Zhang Yang and couldn’t help but stay.
Suddenly, several predecessors of the immortal whispered: "In the early days, there were not only the weak disciples of Qin Haoxuan, but also the existence of this kind of gray species. This gray disciple is not very old and has a high future. There is no limit to the future."
Others nod their heads and said: "The early teachings are hidden! They also have a kind of gray called Murong! At the beginning, there are double grays in the beginning... I can't look down in the future!"
All the disciples have excellent geniuses, but they are compared with the spiritual power radiated by Zhang Yang. They are suddenly compared with him. Although they are blood and ragged, this self-confidence and murderousness are all from oneself. It is not as good as it is.
Zhang Yang was cold and arrogant. He looked around and waited for Huang Long to be a real person. He stood up and waited for Huang Long to speak.
Huang Long real person dagger smiled, looked at Zhang Yang, and looked at Qin Haoxuan, a look of relief.
The appearance of Zhang Yang not only concealed the glory of Qin Haoxuan, but also made the feelings of the major sects and the sages in the presence of the people.
Qin Haoxuan, who was robbed by the limelight, was stunned and smiled. After he was busy, he returned to his seat.
After seeing Zhang Yang, Da Yuanjiao Huiyang lived side by side, and said to the side of the Qing Shangzong, the Shangguan Lingfeng said: "This ash-like publicity is not bad, and it has been cultivated by the Taichu Primary School, and various cultivation resources are piled up. After the real battle between life and death on the battlefield, he will not be weaker than my granddaughter in the future! After all, Huanglong is a kind of gray, how to cultivate gray species... He knows better than anyone else."
Shangguan Lingfeng looks serious and slowly daggers. Shangchen Snow is a brown species that is stronger than gray. They are all compared with the public: "Zhang Yang is gray, but from his momentum, there must be Have an adventure."
Not only Huiyang real person and Shangguan Lingfeng think that in the position of the chairman of the early education, several famous big schools, such as Lushan Zong, Ziweimen and other noble teachers and elders, are also applauding.
The ancestral lord of Lushan Mountain, the yellow robes, was graceful and graceful, slowly licking the three beards under the face of the national character, saying: "The early teachings of the Taishi have such a powerful gray disciple, and the air transportation of the early teachings can last for a hundred years. !"
He said this in his mouth, but he was thinking: "The various sects in the cult of the celestial world are the relationship between watching and helping each other. I thought that there was no good disciple in the early years of teaching. I didn't expect it!"
The Ziweimen Gatekeeper looked at Zhang Yang and looked at the disciples he brought with him. In his heart, "My disciples are not bad, and their understanding is very good. Compared with Zhang Yang, no matter whether the gas field or the repair is done, it is much worse."
Huang Long is really gratified to look at Zhang Yang, and encourages: "You have grown in the past few years, good, good!"
After all, waved his hand to indicate that he was present.
The banquet in the temple is divided into two seats, one is the banquet chairman. This is the sect of the sects who came to Heshou, and the sects of the sects of the sects. The five priests of the early dynasty are of course sitting in the chair.
The other seat is the disciple. Almost every sectarian and elder who came to Heshou will bring more close disciples. These disciples will be placed in the disciples. At the beginning of the day, some disciples who have been trained or have higher status can also attend the birthday of the teacher. Of course, they are also sitting in the disciples.
When Zhang Yang’s salute retired, his eyes swept over the banquet chairman.
As the founder of the Nature Hall, Qin Haoxuan naturally sat on the chairman. Zhang Yang’s eyes happened to see Qin Haoxuan. His look was stiff.
Zhang Yang’s heart wondered:
Qin Haoxuan? He was sitting in the main seat? He was not seriously injured two years ago. It’s a miracle to live with such a heavy injury. I didn’t expect him to recover. The place where the elders with higher status and higher status can sit. Is he in a very high position in the early days?"
Especially when Zhang Yang saw Qin Haoxuan’s duty robes, he got up and smiled and said to Zhang Yang:
Zhang Yang, you are sitting here.

Said, Qin Haoxuan will lead Zhang Yang to the seat of the disciple seat.
"A weak disciple, sitting on the chairman's chair, still arranged a seat for me?" Zhang Yang's heart is even more uncomfortable, thinking: "I am above the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, calling for the rain, saying one thing, who dares not give me face. When Zongmen made a big comeback, he even had to listen to a weak arrangement!"
Although Zhang Yang has been tempered for two years in the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, it is now the cultivation of the 30th leaf of Xianmiaojing. It has raised a domineering spirit, but he is worse after he has cultivated his heart, especially seeing Qin Haoxuan sitting in the chairmanship. Even setting a position for himself, his dissatisfaction began to grow rapidly.
"Zhang Yang's younger brother just came back from the battlefield and made a hard work for Zongmen. He ate and drank well." After Qin Haoxuan arranged a seat for Zhang Yang, he encouraged Zhang Yang as a brother, and then smiled and left.
Zhang Yang Tieqing's face, a word is not issued, my heart is even more dissatisfied: "You and I started in the same year, I am a gray fairy, the entry will be under the door of the ancient cloud hall, you are just a weak species, there is no hope of the weak, now Is it still higher than me in the door?"
The lack of publicity and lack of enthusiasm, the face is obviously dissatisfied.
Zhang Yang just sat down and immediately someone came over to toast.
The name of this toast is Luo Gui, a white robe fluttering, handsome and handsome, extraordinary temperament.
He is the master of Gu Yuntang, the ancient disciple of Gu Yunzi, although he is only full of celestial species, but his understanding and morality are very strong. Among the younger disciples of Guyuntang, he is also the first to exist.
As a master, it is supposed that Zhang Yang’s younger brother took the initiative to toast, but Luo Gui smiled and walked over with a glass of wine, saying:
Zhang Yang’s younger brother, congratulations on your return from the battlefield of Qizhangyuan. In the mountains, you can hear your heroic achievements from time to time! Let the dumb brother make a cup first, respect your contribution to the Zongmen, and thank Zhang Yang’s younger brother for the appearance of Gu Yuntang!"
After all, Luo Gui raised his glass and did it first.
Although Zhang Yang was awkward and arrogant, he was not a fool. The master took the initiative to toast, and he said so well, so that his depression in his heart was slightly relieved. He also put on a smile and raised his hand to respect the wine glass: Thanks to the teacher and the brother for their careful guidance."
This wine is a wine that was specially brewed in the first-class Linggu by the Taichu. The entrance was smashed and not smashed. It was like a swallowing a flame in the throat.
The spirits went into the throat, and the publicity was full of laughter. When I was about to fill myself, someone had picked up the jug and took the initiative to fill him up.
Zhang Yang has seen this person, and he is also famous on the battlefield of Qizhangyuan. He is called Nangonghua. He is also a full-fledged fairy, but not a person of Guyuntang, but a disciple of Xiayuntang, although not like Luo Gui in Guyuntang. Such a high status, but also a real master class, the introduction of the full three or four decades, is now also the cultivation of the thirty-five leaves of Xian Miaojing.
After Nangong Hua was full of Zhang Yang, he also took up his own glass of wine and respected him: "Zhang Yang, younger brother, has also been on the battlefield of Qizhang in the brothers. I know how fierce the situation is, how long it is for you to be a brother, and you are better at getting started. Forty years ago, you are still in the battlefield of Qizhangyuan, but you are not as good as you, respect you!"
Nan Gonghua raised his neck and put a whole glass of spirits into his throat. He stabbed his sword and wrinkled, and laughed loudly. He patted Zhang Yang’s shoulder and went back.
The two brothers of the two churches toasted Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang’s extraordinary gas field and cultivation made him even more eye-catching. Most of his disciples’ eyes were projected on his face.
There were also some whispers in the disciples.
"Luo Shixiong and Nangong brothers are toasting Zhang Yang, let's go too?"
"You must go, Zhang Yang is a gray fairy, and he returns to high school when he is teaching his birthday. Obviously he is going to hold him up! It is good for us to have a good relationship with him."
The early-teaching disciples who are qualified to sit here have status in the younger generation, and their visions are not bad: "The introduction of Zhang Yang is less than four years, and now it is the cultivation of the 30-leaf of Xian Miao. Zongmen has three more perverted purples, but Zhang Yang’s future will not be too bad, at least it will be a place of the Lord."
"Gu Yuntang is not as weak as the Nature Hall. The position of a church owner is quite high. It is also qualified to decide on the right and wrong affairs in the door, and is in charge of the power distribution of this church."
Is it not too stupid to be a high-ranking sect of the future?
So the disciples had a lot of teaching disciples at the beginning, and they all got up and toasted Zhang Yang.
The grand Taichu Hall, the disciple's seat became a lively event because of Zhang Yang's seat, and also attracted the attention of the chairman.
Huanglong real people look at the gaze of this side and are satisfied: "The disciples under the door are in harmony with each other. It is possible to teach the future in the first place! If they have a good relationship with Qin Haoxuan, it will be even better."
Huiyang real people and others also praised in their hearts: "There are Qin Haoxuan among the weak disciples in the early days, and there is a publicity in the colored sinensis. It is prosperous!"
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Slow! It’s hard to drink in the battlefield of Qizhangyuan~EbookFREE.me~ The wine is lighter than the water. Let’s have a drink today.
Zhang Yang’s comers, raise the glass, a glass of spirits I pour it down, even if he is massive, it is flushed.
At his side, there were more than a dozen empty jars.
When the young disciples were almost finished, when Zhang Yang just wanted to sit down, he stood up again from the disciple's seat. This man had an eye-catching eye, and his temperament was extraordinary. A thick clothed shirt could not hide his extraordinary temperament.
"Zhang Yang's younger brother." He walked up to Zhang Yang's body, his hand raised his hand slightly, and his face smiled: "This cup of wine has long wanted to respect you, and the younger generation of disciples, you are the strongest!"
"Zhong Haoran, brother, you are polite!"
Zhang Yang saw that the person who came to know the real person, Zhong Haoran, couldn't help but look awkward and then returned to normal. After drinking a glass of wine with Zhong Haoran, Zhang Yang’s expression of pride was more proud.
After drinking a glass of wine, Zhang Yang’s mouth took a smile and thought:
Zhong brothers have come to toast me. If Qin Haoxuan is smart, don’t you roll over and give me a toast?

Zhong Haoran, the disciple of the disciples, took the initiative to give Zhang Yang a toast. In the beginning, he taught the disciples in the early days: "Zhu brother is a disciple who teaches real people. Although he does not inherit the hope of being a big man, his status is not ordinary. He even gave Zhang Yang toast..."
So many people gave Zhang Yang a toast, so that Zhang Yang was very comfortable. At the same time, his eyes swept to Qin Haoxuan, who was sitting at the top of the chair. Qin Haoxuan looked at himself. At this time, he was talking to Shangguan Zi, who was around, and did not come to toast.
Zhang Yang’s heart is uncomfortable:
A weak disciple in the district, so many brothers have volunteered to give me a toast, and even there are other elite disciples of the martial art, but you don’t come, not to become the representative of the waste hall of the Nature Hall. What is big?"