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Chapter 3 Bloodline Awakening

The Ren family in Jingzhou City is also a family of famous generals. However, this family is becoming increasingly weak with the passage of time. Yu Kuang, the first director of the Ren family, joined the king, fought in the north, and was in a flat land, but in the end he died in a foreign land.

His sons died in battle first, and only his youngest son lived in the world, namely Ren Yixun's grandfather: Ren Zhantian. Ren Zhantian made countless military achievements in his life, but was accidentally ambushed by the enemy and his feet were abolished. A generation of famous generals also fell into disgrace.

Although the ancestors of the Ren family died in battle, the descendants of the Ren family remained undefeated, and the Ren family's military power was not defeated.

Ren Zhantian and Ren’s master have three sons. The eldest son is Ren Canglong, the second son is Ren Canghu, and the third son is Ren Canglang. The eldest son Ren Canglong died in battle sixteen years ago, leaving behind a son named Yilong. The second son Ren Canghu guards the border and has a pair of sons. The son is called Yilan and the woman is called Yilan.

The third son Ren Canglang has the best talent and the best physique, which was the hope in the eyes of Mr. Ren Zhantian, so he allowed him to go out for martial arts. However, when Ren Canglang returned from his eight years, he was in a state of cultivation at the first level of the transportation realm, and he had a son on his body, named Yixun.

After Ren Zhantian learned of the change, his head turned pale overnight and looked much older. Fortunately, Ren Yixun showed amazing talent since he was a child, which made Mr. Ren feel very pleased. However, his son felt guilty and insisted on living in the mountain.

However, this good grandson likes quietness, so it is difficult to see them all the time. However, tonight is destined to be a good day worth celebrating. His grandson has been qualified as a warrior, and his young grandson has won the gold medal in warriors, becoming the name of a little genius in Jingzhou City.

At night, there were endless visitors from the Ren family, all of whom were famous families in Jingzhou City or big names in Jingzhou City. They all walked towards the inner room with gifts, and smiled on their faces.

"Haha. Congratulations. I heard that Ren Sangong's son won the gold medal in warriors. That's amazing! He was only fourteen years old, and he was much more powerful than Qiu's genius. Qiu's genius is almost seventeen now. Tsk tsk. You have a good grandson in your family. If the brat in my family is the same as yours, that would be great." A white-haired old man with a rosy face said with a smile to Ren Zhantian and old man Ren.

"Haha, Lao Ma. Although I don't like your mouth very much, what you said today is so good. Everyone says it has reached the threshold of my heart. Your grandson is also good. He is called Ma Qianfeng, right? I heard that he won a bronze medal in warriors. He was fifteen years old and had a force of seven thousand kilograms. He will have some achievements in the future. Don't worry too much." Ren Zhantian laughed.

"Hey, it should be no problem to work hard to be a general. But it would be great if my family could produce a general." The white-haired old man, who was called Lao Ma, sighed sincerely.

"Hehe. Military general, I have been pursuing my whole life for my family. You are born in blessings and don't know how to be blessed. Come on, drink some wine before leaving." Ren Zhantian sat on the high platform and smiled at Lao Ma.

The assessment of warriors is not like that of martial arts students. However, due to the large number of warriors, under normal circumstances, the family holds banquets on their own. However, there are also no shortage of distinguished guests who come to give gifts. For example, the Qiu Jia and the Ren family have already been many guests, but there are still many distinguished guests who come to congratulate them.

In the guest seat, several people laughed even more happily. One of the old men was sitting in a wheelchair with white hair and a rosy complexion. Invisibly, a warlord aura like iron blood was emitted, giving people a sharp aura like a sea wave.

He is the current family of the Ren family, Ren Zhantian.

"General Ren, I heard that your grandson is very amazing. Now that you are there, call him out quickly." The person who spoke was a strong old man, who was Ren Zhantian's iron-blooded subordinate, named Zhang Hu.

"Yes. This time we came here at the beginning of spring, just to see the next generation of the Ren family." Another old man also responded.

"Haha. I'll send someone to call them here." Old Master Ren's face was rosy and full of energy, and then called a servant.

When the servant stepped down after hearing this, two young men walked towards the guest host. One young man looked pretty and his eyes were full of sharp light. He looked very sharp, and he was Ren Yilan, the son of Ren Ergong.

Next to Ren Yilan, there was a young boy with a young face. His steps were steady and he had a plain look on his face. His black hair flew with the wind, and his deep eyes were as transparent as autumn water. It looked uncommon but gave people a sense of magnificence and heroic appearance.

"Well. What a heroic boy! Just looking so majestic, he is worthy of being a descendant of the Ren family. He has the style of a military family." Two brilliances burst out from Zhang Hu's eyes.

"Haha." Old Master Ren laughed loudly when he heard this, his face full of joy, and he seemed to be much younger. Just as the few people were drinking, he heard the voices of congratulations coming from outside the door.

"Lei Family, Mr. Lei Huan is here to congratulate you." "Qu Jia, Mr. Qiu Zaitian Qiu is here to congratulate you."

The moment the voice came from outside the door, the guests in the room became silent. Even Mr. Ren stopped smiling, his sharp eyes shot out and looked out of the door.

Outside the door, four figures were walking towards the inner room. The two of them were the young masters of the Lei family and Qiu family. They both had handsome faces, and were pulling a folding fan in their hands, with light steps. They looked gentle and elegant. Behind them, the two men carried a box and walked slowly forward, following their young masters.

When everyone saw the person clearly, they all showed a strange look. Qiu Jia was the number one master in Jingzhou City, and his family was also a talented family. Although he was a rising star, his family had many talents and his status was far better than that of the Ren family. He wanted to gather the Ren family for many years, but the Ren family was still not afraid.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and one pool of rivers can accommodate two dragons. Although they are all the prisoners of the court, the disputes behind them are still constant.

"Haha. Congratulations, congratulations. Today I came to give gifts on the order of the head of the family. Qiu Wanqian, the ancestor of the family, also set up a banquet today to congratulate Qiu Zaitian on winning the gold medal for the warrior. There were so many distinguished guests, and I really couldn't get rid of them. So I was ordered to come and give gifts to me, and I hope we can't afford it." Qiu Zaitian bowed slightly, with a sincere expression.

Although Qiu Zaitian's manners are elegant and sincere, his tone is always inseparable from Qiu Jia. The implication of this is nothing more than to raise Qiu Jia's status and suppress the current Ren family.

"Since we are here to give gifts, now the gift has arrived, should you leave?" Ren Zhantian had long heard the implication. Although his expression was still calm at this time, the long-term secret fight had already made him angry.

"Haha. Mr. Ren, what is this? We came to give gifts. Although we were a passerby, we would not drive us away if we were not as good as the wine and wine! Do this meant to lose the demeanor of the Ren family? Hey, this person should be Ren Yixun! It turns out that there are many talents. The Ren family has indeed produced a good grandson." Qiu Zaitian showed anger and then looked at Ren Yixun beside him.

Mr. Ren was a little unhappy before, but when he heard Qiu Zaitian praise his grandson, his expression became much calmer. If you want to say that there is something to be gratified in his later years, it is his grandson, Ren Yixun. Although he is only a fourteen-year-old boy, his talent has long been far superior to Ren Canglang back then.

However, Qiu Zaitian's next words made Mr. Ren angry.

"My grandfather Qiu Wanqian is a talent-loving person. When he heard Ren Yixun's performance, he was shocked and sent me to give me a Xiongtian Broken Sword. My grandfather said that General Xiongtian was the general he admired most in his life. Although he died in battle in the end, his spirit will last forever. This broken sword containing Xiongtian's spirit will be specially sent to me to offer it." Qiu Zaitian smiled slightly, then opened the treasure box behind him, revealing a cold and broken sword.

General Xiongtian was a powerful general in the previous dynasty. He guarded the eight deserts for the dynasty throughout his life. Although the defeated soldiers in the dynasty finally fell, General Xiongtian's aura was not over yet until his blood spilled throughout Lin'an, leaving behind a mighty ambition like a majestic.

Although this broken knife was left by a famous general of a generation, the broken knife is a broken knife. Qiu Jia regards the broken knife as a gift, and the meaning is worth pondering.

"Hmph." Mr. Ren snorted coldly, his face looked extremely ugly. It would be better to give a knife, if he gave a knife, it would be better, but it would be a bit unreasonable to give a broken knife. Moreover, General Xiongtian, who was twenty-nine years old at the time, died early with great ambitions.

It is enough to make people feel sorry for such a patriotic spirit at such an age. But the world is ruthless, but Qiu Jia insisted on giving this broken knife to Ren Yixun. In addition, Ren Yixun’s current age is another meaning, which is called how Ren Zhantian is not angry.

However, just when everyone thought the master was about to be furious, Yixun, who had been silent, stood up. From the beginning to now, Qiu Zaitian has been focusing on Ren Yixun's every move. At this moment, he couldn't help but look surprised when he saw Yixun walking towards him.

Yixun's steps were firm, his eyes were as calm as autumn water, and he walked straight towards Xiongtian Broken Knife. When he walked in front of him, he stretched out his palm and stroked Broken Knife, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. Then he turned around and left.

When everyone was confused, Ren Yixun turned around and bowed slightly to Qiu Zaitian, saying, "Please tell me to the head of Qiu's family, and I said I like it very much. This broken knife is a good material for refining weapons, so I, Ren Yixun, accepted it."

As soon as this said, everyone was shocked. Even Ren Zhantian's eyes widened, showing an incredible look. The sword of a famous general could only be a perfect refining material, and even Qiu Zaitian and Lei Huan showed an extremely shocked look.

"Grandfather and grandson leave in advance. Please help me stay with this broken knife first. I need to create a spear. I will invite someone to forge it for me tomorrow. Everyone says uncles, aunts and sisters-in-law. Xun'er goes backwards first."

After saying that, Ren Yixun turned around and left, leaving behind a hall with a storm.

The breeze at night was still there, and a row of figures walked out of the Ren family gate on the road. The two led were Lei Huan and Qiu Zaitian.

"Brother Lei, how about this Ren family's grandson?" Qiu Zaitian walked on the road with a thoughtful look on his face.

"This child is young and promising, calm in dealing with things, not impatient or impatient. He is an excellent seedling. Even if the bloodline awakening fails, this nature alone is enough to make us afraid." Lei Huanshi and Ren Yixun had an excellent judgment.

"Well, indeed. Although Emperor Xia established the country with martial arts, he focused on the "Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues". As long as those with a slightly shortcoming character are not hired, those with serious character will be subject to a family. This son is of excellent nature, and if he keeps it, there will be endless troubles." Qiu Zaitian showed a sharp edge in his eyes.

"However, Ren Yixun is now favored by Mr. Ren, and it is difficult to do something to him. However, Ren Yixun is about to break through the tenth level of Qi Creation Realm. If he fails to awaken, it will be very simple to kill him." Lei Huan smiled and showed an evil smile.

"Well, I have to do this. Even if he wakes up successfully, what can I do? I don't trust that my family can protect him for the rest of my life. Those who accomplish great things need more training, and even the Ren family cannot be domineering and alone." Qiu Zaitian said indifferently.

On the back mountain of the Ren family, Ren Yixun led two guards to the mountain, and in his hand was still holding a stone silhouette (the favorite instrument of Yixun, the former.), and a simple voice spread out toward the forest, making the night less peaceful.

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