The meeting hall fell into a deathly silence, and you could hear a pin drop.
The three elders made eye contact and stood up in unison. Their brows showed the cunning and pride after all the tricks were exhausted, and they only laughed outright.
However, at the next moment, someone blasted away the seat with a palm, and said in a strange voice: "The ants are still trying to survive, and the Wei family's demise is just around the corner. Are you three really not afraid of death?"
"Buzz buzz."
The paulownia wood chair with a simple shape spun rapidly in the air, then rubbed against the ground and splashed fire visible to the naked eye.
A burning smell suddenly filled the hall, causing people to frown unconsciously and hold their breath.
"Who are you?"
The great elder turned around suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He had seen Suning a long time ago and knew that Wei Yun had brought this old and unattractive young man.
But through a series of telepathic reactions, he didn't notice anything wrong with the other party.
It is necessary to cultivate oneself but not to cultivate oneself, and it is necessary to have magnanimity but not magnanimity.
An extremely ordinary worldly ant, what is there to value about such a person?
Therefore, after initially "verifying" secretly with some curiosity, the Great Elder no longer paid too much attention to Suning.
He is planning to become the head of the Wei family, so how can he have time to take care of those people who are insignificant to him?
But now, he found that he had made a mistake.
The old young man who was drowsy and listless from beginning to end was actually a practitioner like him.
The fluctuations in spiritual power were not visible, and were completely hidden. It successfully hid the mental perception of the sixteenth level of his martial arts, and hid it from everyone present.
What is this concept? How is it done?
After thinking in a flash of lightning, the Great Elder roughly came to two conclusions.
First, the opponent's own cultivation level is not high, but he possesses a rare treasure, a special treasure that can perfectly restrain his own aura.
For example, if you wear the "Qi Sealing Stone" left by the ancestor of the Wei family, you can swallow the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the physical body all the time.
It can basically be watertight, unless the snooper's realm is five realms higher than yours.
Second, the mature young man in front of me is a peerless master. He has reached the level of the semi-immortal realm at such a young age. He is truly a monster with incredible qualifications.
Only in this way can we explain why he dared to sit here without changing his expression and let everyone pry, without fear.
If you choose one of the two, the great elder will naturally and unswervingly prefer the former.
No, to be precise, he only wanted to believe the former.
A person who is less than thirty years old and has seventeen levels of martial arts. Isn’t this just a dream?
Looking at the whole of Dongluo, let alone now, even if he goes back five or six thousand years, he has never heard of any sage who could comprehend the way of heaven before the age of thirty.
Furthermore, he knew almost all the talented disciples of the Thirteenth Dongluo Family, and there was no such person as Suning in the clues and information he collected privately.
Yes, he was sure this was an unfamiliar face.
It was so strange that no trace of memory or familiarity came to his mind, allowing him to guess the other person's true identity based on clues.
In this way, the great elder felt relieved.
He held his right hand lightly and bent his fingers forward.
There was just a "bang" sound, and the paulownia wood chairs "dancing wildly" like a wild horse in the meeting hall fell into pieces, and debris filled the sky.
"Boy, if you interfere in my Wei family's affairs for no reason, how many lives will you risk?"
"Uh-huh."
Contracting his fingers and condensing his fist, the wind of the fist roared.
The snowflake fragments that blew away Charming Eyes also locked onto Suning at the same time.
"Did I say something wrong?"
The latter raised his eyebrows habitually, dismissing the Great Elder's upcoming attack as nothing, and walked straight to the center of the hall and said: "When a tree falls, the hozens will scatter. If the clan is destroyed, people will perish."
"If the Wei family is divided up by the Fuluo family, the disciples at the bottom may have a chance to survive, but you, none of your senior leaders can even think of escaping."
"As an elder of the Wei family, don't you understand what is important and what is important?"
"You understand, you know the powerful relationship between them better than anyone else, but you still ignore your clan members and focus on forcing Chief Wei to abdicate."
"Hey, why is that?"
Talk to yourself, talk to yourself.
Suning walked very quickly, reaching the three elders in just a dozen steps.
With a smile, he raised three fingers and said one by one: "There are three reasons. First, the leader of the Wei family is in his position. He is the heir appointed by the ancestor of the Wei family and is the purest direct bloodline of the Wei family."
"The power of the Wei family has always been controlled by the direct lineage and has never fallen into the hands of collateral lines."
"You are not convinced. You want to change this convention and break the underlying family rules that have been established in Dongluo for 1800 years."
"On the surface, the three of you pretended to be working on your own, and blamed the Wei family's current faults on the Wei clan leader, alienating people's hearts and adding fuel to the fire."
