May 30th, the last day of evil month

Clan, clan meeting

These days more than a hundred puppets have been continuously transporting materials from the underground palace. If it weren't for the continuous expansion of the winding underground passages in the past few months, it would be impossible to pile up supplies with just a natural cave.

This is also the first time Tang Luo has participated in the Clan Parliament after returning. In addition to discussing the subsequent development, the most important thing for this Parliament is to discuss the issue of huge amounts of material distribution.

Because the first Tang Sen was on duty, the chief teacher Tang Bin attended the event instead.

The four major departments of Martial Arts, Law Firm, Unlei Hall, and Clan were red in their faces to account for more resources.

In the end, there were 5,500 sets of ancient spiritual armor, 2,000 sets of martial arts halls, 1,000 sets of law firms, 1,000 hidden thunder halls, and 500 sects.

There are also crystal stones, spiritual objects, and ancient treasures. Every time a resource is involved, you can see the four officials who have put down their figures, and they are almost gone to become scoundrels. Tang Luo was amazed.

He had never experienced such a long clan council. From early morning to late night, as the biggest contributor to the Little Spirit World this time, Tang Luo was asked to be present, which was really miserable.

The clan council at the end of May was the Secret Art Pavilion Council at the beginning of June.

When Tang Luo appeared in the Secret Art Pavilion wearing a golden sect robe, he found that the atmosphere was very strange, and everyone stared at him with a particularly strange look.

"What, are I wearing my clothes in the opposite direction?" Tang Luo frowned and looked at his whole body. There was no problem. Why did these people look at him with such eyes?

He shook his inquiring eyes to Tang Guangyu, who was sitting upright. The other party's eyes were complicated and he glanced at the side.

Following his gaze, it was Tang Feizhou who had slightly fat eyes, looking at himself with a red face.

The old master Tang Hongtao, who was sitting in the head, looked at everyone and asked Tang Luo first: "Tang Luo, do you have any improved skills in the council this month?"

"No~" Tang Luo replied in a special manner. Since he gave up on spiritual skills and studied physical skills, he has never touched a spiritual skills again. As for physical skills, he has not even practiced the nine categories of strength, let alone research. This time he came to the Secret Art Pavilion to participate in the parliament to announce something.

But before he could continue speaking, he heard Tang Feizhou with slightly fat eyes standing up and saying to everyone: "You can see it! It's not that I targeted Mr. Luo Zong, but that the rules he set himself could not abide by, which is really disappointing. Last month, because Mr. Luo Zong was in the Little Spirit World, you said that he could not take away his identity, but now that he is back, what else do you have to say!?"

As Tang Feizhou told the story, the people in the Secret Art Pavilion looked different, and they also felt a little apologetic when they looked at Tang Luo.

If Tang Luo hadn't realized what this guy was going to do, he would be too stupid, but he was speechless because he was going to step down as the old man of Zong this time when he came to the Secret Art Pavilion.

Because before entering the Secret Art Pavilion, Tang Luo proposed a condition that if he wanted to maintain the position of the sect, he had to submit at least one improvement of the yellow-level martial arts every month.

But he has not delivered a copy for three months. Tang Luo, who is dedicated to studying physical skills, naturally doesn't want to occupy the pit and not poop. But who would have thought that before he mentioned it, impeachment was already on his face. This is really unhappy.

Tang Feizhou narrowed his eyes and said to Tang Luo with a decent voice: "Since it is the rule set by Mr. Luo himself, please abide by it. Please take off the sect robe and exit the Secret Art Pavilion!"

Maybe everyone has forgotten how Tang Luo entered the Secret Art Pavilion, but Tang Feizhou will never forget it, because the other party had already tore all his skin on the day he entered the Secret Art Pavilion.

Who would have thought that such a little devil would actually fabricate a book like "Guiyuan Spiritual Power" and also said it was a secret biography of the Bu family in Wushengshan. Tang Feizhou had forgotten what he thought he had pretended to read it, and he also gave him guidance with a sincere look on his face. He only knew that when Tang Luo said that this book was made up by him, his face had been lost.

Perhaps others finally forgot the unhappiness of Tang Luo because of his outstanding talents, but Tang Feizhou will never forget that his small eyes were staring at Tang Luo's back, hoping that the other party would reveal any flaws and mistakes.

However, the later Wu Luo finger and fusion technique were like huge waves slapped on the table, making people unresisted. Tang Luo was as dazzling as the scorching sun at noon.

But the more this happens, the more resentment Tang Feizhou felt. Until a few months ago, he discovered that Tang Luo had stepped down as the head of the research group and said that he would turn to study physical skills.

But several months have passed, and Tang Luo’s name is not found in the contributions at the beginning of each month. Tang Feizhou knew that his chance had come!

Tang Feizhou was extremely proud of using the rules proposed by the other party to sanction the other party.

The identity of the Tang clan is not a joke. Once deprived, not only will the corresponding benefits be cancelled, but more importantly, the authority is no longer and the contribution is locked. This means that during the period when the identity is deprived, Tang Luo can no longer exchange contributions for resources.

Although Tang Feizhou knew that Tang Luo's family background would be disgusting the other party at most, and he knew that with Tang Luo's qualifications, it would be a small task to return to the position of Zong Lao, but he wanted to carry out the impeachment to the end, because what he lost must be brought back with him!

Tang Luo looked at Tang Feizhou with a gloomy face and unbuttoned the buttons of the golden sect robe. Everyone in the Secret Art Pavilion looked at him with complicated eyes, and even the master Tang Hongtao did not say anything to stop him.

The group of people who followed the rules of the Tang family were the researchers from the Secret Art Pavilion. Although they received the offerings from the Tang family and lived in a high position in the sect, they were all innocent and had no interest in power and strategy, but only interested in martial arts research.

Tang Luo did not blame Tang Feizhou for his impeachment. As the other party said, the rules were set by himself. If he didn't even abide by them, what's the point of this rule? He originally came to join this parliament to step down as the old man, because he was going to retreat and practice nine kinds of strength, so he didn't have time to do research. However, such a resignation would inevitably be a bit disgraceful.

Tang Luo knew why the other party wanted to impeach him so roughly. While taking off the golden sect robe, he said angry and funny: "Everyone says he is broad-minded and fat, why is your Tang Feizhou so small!"

Seeing that the other party was not angry or humiliated and wanted to tease himself, Tang Feizhou's face turned red and said, "What do you mean?"

Tang Luo smiled and took off his sect robe. In fact, his arrogant look when he first entered the Secret Art Pavilion, he not only offended Tang Feizhou, but also took advantage of this time to solve the problem and make the conversation open.
Chapter completed!