The strongest talent tree

Chapter 1129 Can't bear it?
Who in the entire Pan clan dares to talk to the clan leader and the little princess like this?

Don't interrupt when adults are talking. Children, Panhuangji is an adult, yes, but are you an adult?

In addition, the little princess Pan Huangjing was recognized as a genius in the clan. She had nothing to say about her aptitude and strength. Anyone who met her had to be courteous.

"You, you, you... are looking for a beating!"

Pan Huangjing was completely enraged, his eyes were filled with turbulent aura in an instant, and with bare hands and claws, he threw himself towards Feng Hao who was in the audience.

For a moment, the whole audience screamed, but no one made a move to stop it. Firstly, no one dared to stop the little princess, and secondly, everyone felt that Feng Hao was very upset.

On the other hand, Feng Hao's face was calm, and he even wanted to laugh.

"Hey, all the elders have seen that she did it first." Feng Hao raised his voice to pave the way, and turned his backhand to meet Pan Huangjing.

At the critical moment, Panhuangji finally came to his senses and let out a deep groan, sounding like thunder.

The next moment, the two people who were about to collide were instantly bounced away by a gentle force and fell back to their original positions.

"Father, don't stop me, I have to teach this kid a lesson today!" Pan Huangjing said hysterically.

Pan Huangji frowned and scolded lightly: "The ancestral hall is an important place, so don't be presumptuous!"

Pan Huangjing's expression froze, and then he realized that the situation in front of him was not suitable for fighting. Fighting in the ancestral hall was no different from dancing on the grave.

"Look ~ look ~ this clan uncle still knows how to behave and knows not to do anything in the ancestral temple." Feng Hao straightened his messy clothes angrily, raised his eyes lightly, and looked at Pan Huangjing with gloating.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard many elders on both sides shouting angrily: "Uncle, this is the current patriarch!"

"Patriarch?" Feng Hao was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to react, and then Pan Huangji on the stand, with an embarrassing expression: "So you are the patriarch, sorry~ sorry~!"

Pan Huangji snorted lightly, and said with a smirk: "Okay, it's getting late now, get sealed as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay." Feng Hao smiled and said, "Does the disciple need to do anything?"

"Worship the ancestors and receive the Pangu order." Panhuangji spoke solemnly, slowly stepped aside, and displayed the layers of tablets behind him in front of Feng Hao.

At the same time, the originally chaotic ancestral hall became quiet. It was obvious that everyone present still respected their ancestors.

Under such an atmosphere, Feng Hao naturally didn't dare to mess around, there was no other way, he still had the proper measure.

He strode forward and knelt down on one knee. He was about to recite a few touching words, but he saw the stacked tablet tables in front of him suddenly trembled slightly, as if they did not dare to bear his kneeling.

rumbling...

The coffin table kept shaking, and everyone present was shocked, thinking that something had gone wrong.

Only the skinny clan elders beside Pan Huangji seemed to have noticed something, and they stared at Feng Hao in front of him, their eyes shining brightly.

"Could it be him?" The skinny old man frowned and thought, "But there is nothing special about this boy."

Panhuangji and his daughter were also startled by the shaking of the coffin table. They were shocked and said, "What's going on? What happened?"

Feng Hao himself was startled. He stood stunned and hurriedly said, "It's none of my business. I didn't dare to do anything. You all saw it."

"Little guy, you get up first." The skinny clan elder said meaningfully.Hearing this, Feng Hao stood up subconsciously, and then he was surprised to find that the spiritual table, which was originally like an earthquake, suddenly became quiet the moment he stood up.

Others didn't understand why, but Feng Hao quickly thought of something, and became very disturbed in his heart.

Looking around, he found that everyone was staring at him with weird eyes, Feng Hao couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle, and meowed, but don't reveal your secrets so early~!

Panhuang Jing's beautiful eyes were filled with surprise and confusion, as if she had realized something, "Kneel down and try again."

"No kneeling, the ancestors made it clear that they wouldn't let me kneel, why should I kneel?" Feng Hao rolled his eyes lightly and sneered.

It’s not that he intentionally antagonized this girl, the main reason was that he was worried about exposing his specialness too early. He had no choice. The strange movement of the spiritual table just now was obviously related to the remnant soul of Pangu in his sea of ​​consciousness. If he knelt down again, he would probably be killed by the person next to him. Several unfathomable old men saw the clues.

"You——" Pan Huangjing's pretty face suppressed her blush, and she turned to her father, Pan Huangji, and said, "Father, there must be something wrong with this guy."

"Jing'er, please step back first." Panhuangji frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.

Panhuangjing clenched her silver teeth and glared at Feng Haofenghao, then stepped aside helplessly.

After that, Pan Huangji acted as if nothing happened and began to help Feng Hao become a core disciple. However, the elders present looked at Feng Hao with strange eyes.

After simply going through the procedure, Feng Hao got the identity token unique to the core disciple, which was the same as the one Pan Hongzheng gave him originally, with some differences in details.

"From now on, you will officially become the core disciple of our Pan Clan." Pan Huang said with deep eyes: "It stands to reason that new core disciples will be assigned some positions, but you have not yet reached level [-], and Pan Yuxing can't help you. It hasn’t been long since I first reached level [-], so I’ll waive it for the time being. When you grow up, it won’t be too late to take up the position again. Do you two have any objections?”

"I would like to comply with the arrangement of the clan leader." Pan Yuxing at the side respectfully accepted the order.

Only then did Feng Hao notice this young man of similar age to him. Apparently, this person was the core disciple who was promoted after him.

"No problem." Feng Hao was not unhappy about this. After all, his job was basically a burden to him.

"In this case, let's let the ceremony of this conferment break up." Pan Huangjing nodded with satisfaction, then waved her hand and ordered: "Elder Yuming, please take Pan Yuxing to arrange your future residence. Jing'er, Pan Honghao will Thank you for your help."

Hearing this, Pan Huangjing's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but sneer at Feng Hao. She stepped forward to accept the order and said, "Don't worry, I will make arrangements for Junior Brother Honghao."

When Feng Hao saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, Damn, what happened just now was really not that easy to turn over.

But he had nothing to be afraid of, after all, she was just a level [-] girl, and he could torture her down with his eyes closed.

"Let's go, junior brother~?" Pan Huangjing strutted forward, glanced back at Feng Hao, and said with a half-smile.

Feng Hao pursed his lips resentfully, and followed at a leisurely pace.

Coming out of the ancestral hall, Pan Huangjing didn't say a word, and released Pangu Shuo on her own, motioning Feng Hao to follow.

He didn't say anything, so Feng Hao naturally didn't need to press his hot face against his cold buttocks. He controlled Pangu Shuo to follow closely, and started chatting with Sanshuo Huo in the sea of ​​consciousness: "San'er, do you think Pan Huangji and those old men are watching?" What happened?"

"Probably not." Sanshuo Huo pondered deeply: "The big boss in your consciousness sea is in the Dharma Realm. He is not so easy to be noticed. The most they can do is make some guesses."

"That's good." Feng Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and his uneasy mood gradually calmed down.

(End of this chapter)