Ling Xiao felt a strong force appear in the martial arts training ground. He also felt strange, so he went to take a look. Unexpectedly, he saw that it was Ling Tianxing's Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword summoning the flying swords that had been fused by the tribe, and these flying swords
It seems to have formed some kind of formation, hovering above the martial arts field, and people can feel a pressure from time to time. However, this pressure also dissipated in a short time.
Ling Xiao nodded.
"This child Tian Xing will definitely become the pillar of the Ling family in the future. Maybe I should consider the position of the next clan leader!"
He admired Ling Tianxing very much, no matter when he was a good-for-nothing before or when he had great skills now.
At this time, there was another pressure in the sky. This pressure did not come from the cultivation level, but from the heart. It was like meeting some noble people. I was a little scared inside and did not dare to look directly at those people.
Noble person.
It turns out that the people coming from the sky happened to be people from the clan.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still meet someone from the clan."
Ling Xiao said seriously.
"People from the clan? Could it be..."
Ling Tianxing didn't react on the surface, but he was a little uneasy in his heart. He always felt that the people in the clan were people who were connected to his mother, and he had some good impressions of him.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Ling Xiao, your cultivation level has reached the Mahayana realm. It seems that you have been practicing very hard over the years."
The person who came was a middle-aged man, wearing a white robe. The most conspicuous thing on the robe was a big "seven" written on the back of the robe. Behind this man was a group of disciples. Among them, one was still a teenager, about the age of
When he was about fifteen years old, he looked at the Ling family disciples on the martial arts training ground with light eyes, and his heart was full of disdain.
"It turns out to be the Seventh Elder. I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today to bring you here."
Ling Xiao did not salute, as if he could not understand the seventh elder, and his words did not mean the slightest respect.
"Haha, you are still so sharp-tongued, but I am here to find something to do with your father. Please call him out quickly."
This seventh elder obviously didn't take Ling Xiao seriously either. He put his hands behind his back as he spoke, as if waiting for Ling Xiao to call his father.
"Hmph, I asked you to call that old man out, but you didn't hear me? How dare you ignore the majesty of our Ling family."
Behind the seventh elder, the young man suddenly shouted angrily.
"you..."
Ling Lie also came after hearing the news at this time. He had just arrived and before he could stand still, he heard this young man yelling at his father. He had no concept of elders at all. It seemed that in his eyes,
The people in this lineage are all his villains.
"What are you? Who are you? Humph, in the eyes of our clan, the people in your branch are just dogs, no, worse than pigs and dogs."
Unexpectedly, these vicious words came out of this young man's mouth. What's even more annoying is that the disciples behind the Seventh Elder seemed to have a kind of ridicule on their faces. Seeing this situation, even Ling Tianxing was very determined.
Good people all want to take action to teach this hateful boy a lesson.
"Zixuan, please don't be rude. No matter what you say, this man is also your uncle. You should use honorifics to your elders, do you understand?"
The seventh elder spoke tepidly. The meaning behind his words seemed to be that Ling Xiao is your elder and you should respect him. But when he said this, he not only did not face Ling Xiao, but said, "This is
"Your uncle", he was still pointing at Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao is the patriarch of the Ling family. Who can not be angry when a patriarch is pointed out and said such disgusting words? At this time, an aura filled the air in the martial arts training field, and this aura seemed to be able to turn into reality.
It was like tearing apart the clan members, brewing in everyone's heart.
"My father has been traveling for several years and he hasn't come back yet. If you want to find him, you'll have to wait until next time."
Ling Xiao was also holding back his anger, but in front of this clan, he couldn't bully a child.
"What? Can't find him at this time? Damn it!"
The seventh elder immediately changed his face when he heard this, but thought of something and then said with a smile.
"Ling Xiao, then you are the patriarch of your family now, right?"
"Exactly!"
"It just so happens that the Zong family is short of manpower right now, because we want to expand the Ling family again on the original basis, but there is not enough manpower, so some lucrative jobs are cheaper for people like you in the branch. The family has decided to recall you
These branches will also arrange some good errands for you. How about it? When do you want to come back?"
The seventh elder is like a beautiful snake. Everything he says sounds nice, but his heart is dark.
"Our branch is developing very well here. Moreover, my father has left the Ling family. Now strictly speaking, we are no longer members of the Ling family."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The seventh elder suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had heard something that would make him laugh for the rest of his life.
"Escape from the Ling family? Can you really escape from the Ling family? Who trained you? It's not the Zong family? Whose prestige did you borrow to get where you are today? It's not the Zong family. It's better now. You can take all the benefits.
Go, wait until there is a need, but you people from the branch say that you have left the clan? Okay, very good. If this is the case, does your bloodline not belong to the Ling family? I will test it."
After the seventh elder finished speaking, a sword pattern suddenly appeared on his forehead.
"You still won't kneel down?"
He said this suddenly, and he didn't know who he was talking to.
Click——click——
Most of the disciples on the martial arts ground knelt down.
Ling Tianxing looked back and frowned, what's going on?
"Seventh Elder, what's the matter? If you come to me, why bother these young family disciples?"
Ling Xiao was not feeling well now. Although he did not kneel down, his face turned a little pale. If Ling Xiao hadn't held his arm, Ling Lie would have knelt down. As the saying goes, kneel to the sky and kneel to the ground.
How could you kneel in front of your parents after someone scolded you? Immediately, several disciples shouted angrily and activated the power of the flying swords that Ling Tianxing brought back, and they stood there forcefully.
It was nothing for one disciple to stand up, but when he saw him standing up, several more disciples stood up one after another, and these disciples who stood up also helped other disciples who did not have flying swords to stand up.
, just like this, with the help of Feijian, a famous disciple kept standing up, resisting the pressure that made them kneel down.
"Um?"
The seventh elder was secretly proud at first. This was the suppression of the clan's bloodline. Although it would not lead to death, under the suppression of the clan's bloodline, the people of these branches could control them however they wanted, without ever failing. But today, in this
People from a small branch of the Ling family on the small Qianyuan continent actually have the power to resist the suppression of blood. If people from other branches know this, then there will be no need to distinguish between clans and branches in the future, and
, the Zong family’s oppression of the branches may become the reason for the branches to rebel in the future.
Thinking of this, the seventh elder made a gesture with his hand behind his back, and the disciple behind him nodded slightly, then quickly ran behind a disciple who stood up, and was about to hit his knee with the scabbard in his hand.
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Snapped--
Ling Tianxing has quick eyesight and quick hands. When this disciple nodded slightly, he knew that the Seventh Elder was going to take action. Sure enough, he wanted to dispel the belief of these young people who resisted the suppression of blood, so he sent this disciple to strike.
Their knees, let them kneel down again. Kneeling once is already very humiliating. If they kneel down once, what they must be thinking about is that they will never be able to raise their heads in front of the people of the Ling family again. In this way, they will also be able to cultivate immortality.
heart, making their inner demons stronger in the future.
However, how could Ling Tianxing let such a thing happen? In just a moment, Ling Tianxing grabbed this disciple's hand and said immediately.
"Do the people of the Zong family only use these little tricks? Ha, you really have the style of the Zong family. Originally, I had a good impression of you, but now, I look at you people of the Zong family as if I were looking at a group of ruffians."
After speaking, Ling Tianxing threw the disciple into the air, losing his center of gravity. However, his two companions jumped up and grabbed one arm each, and brought him back to the team.
"Who are you? I advise you not to interfere in our Ling family's affairs."
The young man had an angry look on his face. This is the Ling family's own business. Why do you, an outsider, have a hand in it? Is it because you think you have a long life?
"Me? Hahaha, who am I? Tell him who I am?"
Ling Tianxing stood up straight, his momentum soaring to the top, as if he were a god of war standing in front of the world, waiting for praise.
At this time, everyone behind them was under pressure and shouted the same magnificent words in unison. However, as soon as these words came out, Ling Tianxing almost fainted in front of everyone.
I heard the people behind shouting in unison: "Hand of luck, Ling Tianxing!"
"...."
Ling Tianxing was speechless for a while. What is Ling Tianxing, the Hand of Luck? When did I get this nickname? Why didn't I know.
In fact, he had many nicknames in private, but this was the only one that sounded more reliable to everyone, so he unified the nicknames in private.
The members of the Zong family were stunned for a moment, then looked at Ling Tianxing's hands, looked at them again and again and sighed, these hands are nothing special.
If Ling Tianxing knew what the people of the Zong family were thinking now, he would probably faint.
"Hmph, what nonsense is the lucky hand? Your name is Ling Tianxing? Are you from the Ling family?"
Ling Zixuan shouted proudly at this time.
"You don't have the blood of the Ling family, but you are a member of the Ling family. Haha, are you a bastard? You were adopted as a dog by someone from the Ling family?"
Ling Zixuan laughed heartily.
The scene was silent for a long time, and at this time, the seventh elder also released his suppression.
"You take your pick!"
Ling Tianxing lowered his head and said, no one could see his face, but their voice seemed very calm.
"What?"
Ling Zixuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Ling Tianxing's words.
"What do you want to compare? Take your pick. Strength, speed, spells, swordsmanship, whatever you want."
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