Du Xuan, the young master of Du Mansion. He has only turned fifteen years old in a few months. He should have been young and prosperous. But at this time, on his slightly immature face, there is a trace of his age.
It shouldn't be heavy and sad.
Du Xuan was the only one in the large and empty Renyi Hall. The ancient hall seemed to make him breathless.
Ta-ta...
When someone came, Du Xuan raised his head, calmed down the tangled thoughts in his heart, and let out a sigh of relief.
"Master of the Palace, Elder." When everyone was seated, Du Xuan bowed slightly and saluted.
Why!
When the five people who walked in heard this call, most of them sighed and sighed. The young man in front of them, I don't know when, no longer called them "Grandpa" affectionately, but he said "Grandpa" so bluntly.
"Master", "Elder".
"Xuan'er." The old man sitting in the seat, with pale hair and beard, is Du Zhimu, the master of Du Mansion, and also Du Xuan's biological grandfather.
After a pause, Du Zhimu looked at the young man in front of him. Although he was full of unbearable feelings, he still had to say: "Now that you have lost all your martial spirit, you can no longer continue to practice martial arts. In the past six months, the elders and I have tried our best to
You have tried many methods, but in the end you have found nothing. You also know the rules of the mansion. If a disciple who is over eighteen years old is unable to practice martial arts or magic, he must go to other cities to run his family business. Although you are still under fifteen years old,
but……"
When Du Zhimu said this, he couldn't bear to say any more. This is his own grandson! Now, he has to be reduced to a useless person to run some family business! Instead of fighting on the front line of the battlefield for Du Mansion!
And when Du Xuan heard this, his originally gloomy eyes suddenly lit up. It was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw in a dark predicament.
Demonic cultivation? Yes, you can go to demonic cultivation yourself!
People who fail the martial arts exam and are unable to practice martial arts will choose to practice magic cultivation. I am sure that can be done too! Although the strength and status of magic cultivation are far inferior to those of martial arts cultivation, it is still much better than this useless person today!
As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, I, Du Xuan, will definitely be able to regain the glory that once belonged to me! I will definitely be able to make the people look up to me and stop their ugly face of following others! I will definitely make my father proud! I will definitely make my family proud!
Du Zhimu didn't know what Du Xuan was thinking at this moment, so he continued what he just said: "I have discussed it with several elders. Today, you will go to Caiyun City and study with your fellow disciples in Cangzhen Pavilion. Although you cannot use martial arts,
Repair, but running the Cangzhen Pavilion well can also be considered as a contribution to our Du family."
Seeing the Palace Master finish speaking, Du Xuan immediately couldn't wait and said with some excitement: "Palace Master! My disciple of Du Palace cannot do martial arts or magic cultivation, so he just went to other cities to do work. Although, now the disciple can no longer practice martial arts, but can I
I beg the master of the palace to give Du Xuan a magic pill so that the disciple can practice magic!"
As he said that, Du Xuan knelt down on his knees with a plop, leaned over and kowtowed, and said loudly: "Please do it for me, the master of the palace and all the elders!"
I thought there was a bright future, but unexpectedly, the palace master and the three elders sighed almost at the same time. The elder Du Zhijin snorted coldly from his nostrils.
This sigh and this cold snort made Du Xuan suddenly raise his head, his eyes dull.
Could it be that the last glimmer of hope is about to be shattered? I really can't escape the ending of being a useless person, really can't escape the cynicism of everyone? I really can't let my father raise his head in front of his senior brothers!
Finally, it was Du Zhihuo, Du Xuan's former master, who stood up, took a few steps forward, helped Du Xuan up, and said slowly: "Xuan'er, anyone who takes Wusheng Pills and becomes a martial artist can no longer take Mosheng Pills.
Carry out magic cultivation. Back then, you were extremely talented and passed the martial arts exam early, becoming the youngest martial arts practitioner in the world today. Now, of course, you can no longer take the magic pill. If you take it forcibly, your meridians will be severed and your hands and feet will be disabled.
.In worst case, kill him on the spot.”
"ah!"
The last glimmer of hope was completely shattered so ruthlessly.
Du Xuan opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were dull, and he was completely despairing. At this moment, he was as shocked and disappointed as if he had taken the Overlord Pill and lost all his martial energy.
"Why!"
Du Ziwei, the fourth elder of the Du Mansion, shook his head and sighed, his face almost twisted into a ball. He turned his head and couldn't bear to look at the lost and painful Du Xuan.
Du Ziwei usually loves Du Xuan the most, but now that Du Xuan has become a useless person, how can he not feel sad.
Besides, he still has a huge responsibility in this matter.
"Okay!" The great elder Du Zhijin was a little impatient and said coldly, "There is no need to argue anymore. Is it possible that we haven't tried our best? We have naturally tried all the ways we can think of."
Du Xuan was startled and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth. He tried hard to calm down his lost mood and sort out his wandering thoughts.
That’s it!
The demon cultivator, in fact, was just a random thought on his own. The grandfathers naturally tried their best, so they handed over their hands and said: "It's all my fault that I trusted others and swallowed the Overlord Pill by mistake. It was my disciple who asked the Palace Master and everyone to
The elder is disappointed. From now on, this disciple will definitely work seriously in Caiyun City and do his best for our Du Mansion."
After saying that, Du Xuan knelt down and bowed again, then stood up and said: "If there is nothing else, Du Xuan will go home to make some preparations and head to Caiyun City immediately."
At this moment, even Du Zhimu, who was so mature and steady, had sparkling tears in his eyes. After a long silence, he slowly said: "Go."
Except for the slightly stern Du Zhijin, several other elders couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh. The new star of martial arts who was once regarded as a monster genius has now ended up in this situation. It is really a fate that has no eyes in the sky!
Perhaps, the Du family was not blessed.
"Disciple resigns."
When he walked out of Renyi Hall, the laughter and taunts of the guards at the entrance of the hall were like sharp thorns piercing Du Xuan's heart.
For more than half a year, Du Xuan thought that he should have gotten used to it. However, every time he heard such ridicule and ridicule, his heart still couldn't help but feel a faint pain.
The hugs and warm smiles that used to be there have all drifted away with the wind and become the smoke of the past.
However, Du Xuan missed those glorious years in his heart so much.
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After returning home, I simply packed a few pieces of clothing as luggage. However, Du Xuan's mother, Zhang Rui, must have learned the news in advance and had already prepared a large bag of things.
At this moment, Zhang Rui's eyes were red, and he must have shed so many tears. His wrinkled face was also full of reluctance and pain, but he was helpless.
Over the past few months, I have become much more haggard.
"Where's father?" Du Xuan stood there for a moment with his luggage in hand, but couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Rui held back his tears, took a deep breath, and said: "Your father should...should be busy with the Raptors. He has a lot of things to do recently, so he can't come to see you off. Your father said that he will go to Caiyun City to see you in the future...
of."
After saying this, Zhang Rui covered her face with her hands, turned away, and couldn't help sobbing.
Du Xuan gritted his teeth, held his head high, and blinked his eyes hard to prevent tears from falling.
He knew that his mother was lying.
Over the past six months, his father has appeared in front of him less and less. Du Xuan knew in his heart that it was he who had embarrassed his father in front of his fellow disciples and that he had let his father down.
Du Xuan has always wanted to express himself and prove himself in front of his unsmiling father. But in the end, he was completely defeated and had no chance at all.
After a while, Du Xuan took a long breath, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, held his head high, and said, "Xuan'er is gone, mother, please take care of yourself."
After saying that, he bowed to his mother's back, stood up, took big steps, and left the home where he had lived for nearly fifteen years.
Servant Ah San had been waiting outside the door for a long time. He lowered his head and did not dare to say a word. He just silently led the way for Du Xuan.
Ah San used to be Du Xuan's personal servant, but later, because Du Xuan lost all his martial energy and was unable to practice martial arts, according to the rules of the clan, he could no longer have a personal servant.
In the Du Mansion, strength means everything. If you have strength, you will receive various benefits. Without strength, you will have nothing. The same is true even for direct disciples of the Du Mansion.
In fact, it is not just the Du Mansion, but also all the family forces in this Half-Moon Continent. Strength represents everything.
Now, Du Xuan is going to Caiyun City, and the Du Mansion still asks Ah San to escort him all the way. For a useless person like Du Xuan, having a servant accompanying him and having Ah San driving a carriage to see him off is already a very high treatment.
Okay. If it weren't for Du Xuan's identity as the young master of the Du family, I might have had to walk to Caiyun City alone.
Fortunately, Ah San did not neglect and humiliate Du Xuan like others. He watched Du Xuan grow up and later became his personal guard. His feelings for Du Xuan were even a bit like his own son.
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At the end of summer, the weather is still very strange. The sun is still rising in the sky in the morning, but now there are dark clouds in the sky, and there is no trace of the sun. The sultry wind blows the willow leaves and the dust.
The rising sky seems to indicate that a storm is coming.
On such a sultry day, Du Xuan in the carriage looked cold and his heart was as heavy as the dark clouds in the sky.
Although I knew that this day would come sooner or later, I thought I was ready. It seemed that I still wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, which had made me happy and made me miserable.
But now, when this day really comes, I am still full of unwillingness! I am unwilling to fall from the altar of martial arts and become a useless person.
Ah San drove the carriage and drove all the way, passing through the winding alleys of Du Mansion, passing through the lively streets of Ducheng, and soon arrived at the south gate of Ducheng.
"stop!"
The guard at the city gate stopped the carriage and shouted.
Asan on the carriage tightened the reins, put on a straight face, took out a piece of official document from his arms, and said: "Dufu's carriage, heading to Caiyun City!"
As a guard of Du Mansion, he naturally knew that this was Du Mansion's carriage, but he still had to act according to the rules.
As early as three years ago, twelve-year-old Du Xuan passed the martial arts examination for the first time and became the youngest martial arts practitioner in the history of this half-moon continent. The Du Mansion strengthened the vigilance of Du City, and all the people entering and leaving Du City were
All carriages and pedestrians must be inspected, including Du Fu's own carriage.
The guard stepped forward to take the official document, looked at it hastily, then raised his head and hummed: "As a matter of routine, we want to see the carriage."
"What are you looking at! Don't you know this is Master Du Xuan's carriage? Get out of here!"
Ah San was about to get angry, but when he saw two people walking next to him, he stopped him first.
When Du Xuan in the carriage heard this sound, his heart became cold and he frowned slightly. What was he doing here?