My family is cultivating immortality, I am working on resources in another world

With a hint of surprise in his eyes, Jiang Ming looked at Deacon Chang Wei in confusion.

He chuckled, a look of nostalgia on his face, and brought up many old memories while chatting and laughing.

"Your father is my senior fellow disciple. He is more talented than me, learns things quickly, and can often draw inferences from one example.

I was not convinced and always competed with him. At the beginning, we won and lost together, but later he became impatient.

I never won again, and the sword moves he used at that time were Spring Thunder and Autumn Water..."

Jiang Ming had a look of enlightenment on his face and a look of joy, and he smiled.

"No wonder you didn't flee elsewhere when the Jiang family fell on hard times. This is the reason.

I have to call you Uncle Chang!"

Patting Jiang Ming on the shoulder, Chang Wei's voice gradually became gentle.

"I've been following you for a long time. Although I haven't helped you openly, I've been secretly investigating the cause of your father's death.

I'm afraid you won't believe it, but all the clues I found ultimately point to the Lin family and..."

"Grand Elder?" Jiang Ming's face was as calm as water, and he continued the conversation softly.

After being stunned for a moment, Chang Wei gave a wry smile.

"I was afraid you'd suspect me of sowing discord. Now that you're on guard, I'm relieved."

Chang Wei clenched his fists, his face showing a fierce look.

People who have practiced martial arts for many years are straightforward, so it is natural that they cannot hide their anger at this time.

"Your father is at the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. The only family in Pingjiang County capable of killing him is the Lin family!

I stole a piece of your father's bones to test for poison.

The alchemist took great pains to discover that there were faint traces of Heart-Eating Powder in the bones.

The Great Elder insisted that he was killed by a monster. How could that be possible?

Chang Wei's words are very close to Jiang Ming's investigation.

After pondering for a moment, he made an idea in his mind.

"Heart-Eating Powder is colorless and tasteless and must be taken orally to be effective.

When my father was traveling with me, the only one who could gain his trust was the Great Elder!"

Jiang Ming buried the words in his heart and did not tell Chang Wei directly that now was not the time to settle accounts.

He was worried that Chang Wei would act impulsively and alert the enemy, causing great trouble.

It seemed as if he had guessed what Jiang Ming was thinking.

After calming down, Chang Wei sat on the chair and sighed deeply.

"You are my senior brother's only son. Since you have something in mind, I will support you.

If you want to take action, let me know. I will make Jiang Meng pay for his blood debt with my own life!"

Jiang Ming was not aware of this relationship and did not regard Chang Wei as his confidant.

I didn't expect that I would take this opportunity to speak out.

After handing him several books on Xuan-level martial arts, Jiang Ming stared at Chang Wei solemnly and gave instructions in a deep voice.

“I’m afraid the Lin family will come and cause trouble at the end of the month, so I hope you can improve your strength as soon as possible.

If Jiang Mengruo reveals his true face in front of the tribe members, you and I will kill him immediately!"

When Chang Wei saw these books, he immediately looked at them without blinking, examining them as if they were precious treasures.

"Okay, I have Xuan-level martial arts skills, even if my realm is not as good as Jiang Meng's.

I dare to fight him!"

Seeing Chang Wei accept the martial arts, Jiang Ming whispered.

“Starting tomorrow, I will have Qingyu send you some pills, which should help you break through the realm!

It's getting late, I'll gather the tribesmen for a family dinner."

Bidding farewell to Chang Wei.

Jiang Ming came to the ancestral hall and rang the bell loudly.

Three urgent sounds, one happy sound.

In the Jiang family, just ringing the bell once means something good is happening, and it is usually a symbol of a family banquet.

Soon the clansmen gathered outside the ancestral hall.

He looked around curiously, waiting for Jiang Ming to speak.

Ever since they were given spiritual rice and animal meat last time, they now completely accept Jiang Ming's status as the patriarch.

The world is hilarious, all come for profit.

The same is true for families, although they are connected by kinship.

But if you cannot bring benefits to everyone and play the role of the patriarch, no one will support you.

Seeing that all the clansmen had arrived, Jiang Ming cleared his throat and spoke loudly.

"We haven't had any meat for a few days, so I decided to give everyone a snack. Fresh venison was served right away.

Please set the table and take your seats, the clan feast is about to begin!"

Many hands make light work, and this is indeed true.

When a group of people work together, their efficiency is truly amazing.

In less than half an incense stick of time, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged.

The kitchen also served the venison in a timely manner.

Fresh venison is tender and delicious, and various cooking methods make it even more fragrant and tempting.

The tribe, young and old, gathered together, nearly two hundred people in total.

Eat meat with big mouthfuls and enjoy it to your heart's content.

Jiang Ming also ran around, drank a few cups of wine together, and brought the tribe members closer together.

Looking at Jiang Meng with a gloomy face in the crowd.

Jiang Ming's face couldn't help but rise. This old guy was still so impatient.

Seeing that he was a little bit in the spotlight, he looked so cold.

Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid he will attack again soon.

He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. Jiang Ming, who is the focus of attention in the crowd, is naturally not afraid of this.

The neutral faction within the clan is now showing signs of moving closer to his side, with the support of his own confidants.

No matter how Jiang Meng struggles, he can't cause any big waves.

Seeing that the tribesmen had eaten and drunk their fill, Jiang Ming decided to announce some important matters.

Glancing at everyone, his expression suddenly became serious.

“The Great Elder has been very busy lately and has no time to guide the younger generation of the clan.

I have decided to let Deacon Chang Wei take over to share the pressure on the Great Elder. What do you think? "

Upon hearing this, the tribesmen looked at each other and quickly understood the meaning of Jiang Ming's words.

This is not about sharing pressure, it is clearly about seizing power.

Soon, disagreements arose within the tribe, and the vast majority of members went along with it and supported Jiang Ming's resolution.

But there are still some close confidants of the great elders who hold opposing views.

In clan affairs, the minority always obeys the majority.

Since most people have agreed, the matter is settled and cannot be changed.

With a gloomy face, Jiang Meng stood up from his seat and walked to Jiang Ming with a stern look.

She tilted her head back and stared into his eyes, a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"Okay, okay, now that you have some prestige, you are ostracizing me like this."

Turning to face his clansmen, Jiang Meng's face showed grief.

"Losing my position in the Wutang is nothing to me, but I urge you all to think carefully!

If this continues, the Jiang family will be ruled by Jiang Ming alone. Who can stop him from doing whatever he wants?

As the clan leader, the most important thing is to be impartial and fair in enforcing discipline and treating everyone equally!"

Jiang Meng swallowed and suddenly raised his hand.

He pointed at Jiang Ming and shouted at him, his eyes full of grief and anger.

“When your father was alive, he would not treat any of the tribe members unfairly.

But what about you? You're partial to one and not to the other! You hold the elixir in your hand and you want to force me to submit?

No way! "

Jiang Meng spat and roared in a tough tone.

"Such a person would never be a good clan leader!"

Jiang Ming applauded loudly and couldn't help but cheer for these highly inflammatory words.

I have to say, these words are quite offensive.

Once the tribesmen put themselves in their shoes, they would be terrified, fearing that they would become the next great elder.

Looking around, Jiang Ming walked down the platform and came to the crowd to comfort people.