I didn't expect him to answer like that. Illusion was stunned for a moment, then he frowned and rebuked him in a stern voice: "What are you talking about, Mingxuan? Have you forgotten the rules?"
He was furious for a few seconds before changing the subject, "How could I have a son like you who has no ambition?"
"The disciples of other sects are all better than the others. You established your foundation at the age of fifteen and became famous at a young age. But after you joined Changming Sect, you were severely suppressed by the people of Yueqing Sect. Do you know what they say about our Ming family outside?"
Ming Xuan had originally lowered his eyes, but after hearing these words, his mood finally changed a little, "Really?"
The father's words were harsh. Just standing there made him feel uncomfortable.
"I'm so sorry, it didn't meet your expectations." The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and as he passed by, a talisman was lightly attached to the figure in front of him, "But actually-"
“I don’t plan to change.”
As he uttered these words, the talisman burst into flames and the phantom disappeared.
He had seen trials like this too many times.
There is no difficulty at all.
Mingxuan came out the fastest. He stretched and looked at the scene created by the illusion in front of him. It was quite real. He couldn't break the formation immediately, so he had to wake up the other people. Mingxuan wandered around the illusion in front of him out of boredom and soon found Song Hansheng's figure in the illusion.
It seems that the nightmares of geniuses are nothing more than these few things: family expectations and sect hopes.
The illusion array constructed the interior of Yueqing Sect, and Song Hansheng was facing an elder of Yueqing Sect.
The old man kept chattering, using oppressive language: "The future successor of our Yueqing Sect looks like you?"
"It's so bad, what can you do?"
"If you leave the sect, you will only be treated as trash." His tone was high and mighty, but also sympathetic. "How pitiful."
Mingxuan walked closer and looked at Song Hansheng's silent appearance. He slammed the table suddenly, which scared Song Hansheng so much that he looked up and saw the intruder, with a confused look on his face.
Mingxuan: "What are you doing? Playing?"
The old man was choked. He had never seen such a careless and uncultured disciple barging in. He said coldly, "Why didn't you let someone report it?"
"Disciple like you." He was harsh and used his usual critical eyes to scan the other person, "Any disciple I pick out is better than you. Among so many disciples throughout history, you are definitely the one with the lowest talent."
"If I were you, I would have been so ashamed that I would have given up my position as your disciple."
Ming Xuan waved his hand and smiled: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if this is not a good teaching. I work so hard every time but I don't get much money."
"My family is quite wealthy." He propped up his chin. "How about this, Elder? How about you call me Dad? Then we will be disciples of the Ming family. When you die, I can ask my father to buy you the best cemetery."
“…”
There was silence for a moment.
The elder gradually realized that this person was abnormal, so it would be better not to provoke him for the time being.
So the elder decided to ignore Mingxuan, turned around and continued to hint to Song Hansheng, "I have a son who is your age, and he has easily reached the Nascent Soul stage."
"What?!" Ming Xuan's voice suddenly rose. "Your son is so amazing? Then you see I'm not bad looking too, how about I go on a blind date with him? To be honest, elder, I don't want to work hard anymore."
“…”
Just a few words were enough to break the elder's defense.
The defense was completely broken.
He pointed at the door and said, "Get out of here."
Mingxuan smiled: "Eh? You really don't want to consider it?"
"Go away."
The high and low voices of the two people arguing woke up Song Hansheng, who was originally trapped in the illusion.
Song Hansheng looked at the scene in front of him: "..."
Ah, they are indeed the devils of Jangmyeongjong.
Song Hansheng sometimes really envied the atmosphere of Chang Mingzong. After all, these people had attacks from time to time and looked much happier than them.
The ancestors who were observing them in secret fell silent.
First it was Xue Yu, then Ming Xuan, has Emperor Chang Mingzong finally gone completely crazy this year?
…
The ancient forest is full of dangers. Occasionally, there will be cultivators who were exiled to this place or unable to get out. Qin Huai, Zhou Xingyun, and Ye Qinghan are the key targets of investigation by the ancestors.
Basically, as long as they pass the test, these three sword cultivators will be the future heirs to their mantle.
Three days passed in a flash, and the sword cultivators basically got their respective opportunities, except for these three who did not make any moves. If nothing unexpected happened, they would be left behind by the ancestors to inherit the legacy.
Before inheriting the legacy, one has to pass a trial. All three of them fainted on the ground. It must be a trial that has been arranged.
"Don't disturb the three of them during their trial." The gentle voice of the Bishui Sect's ancestor sounded, reminding them in a gentle tone, "The eight of you, come and protect the law."
"Remember not to let anyone disturb you."
Ye Qiao understood, and then someone would definitely come to stop them.
She called a few sword spirits to stay and guard the three people. After sensing the strange aura, she said, "Let's go. Let's deal with them."
To be honest, there are a bit too many people this time.
They all wanted to take the opportunity to interfere with the trial of the three people. In a place like this ancient forest, the strong are the kings. There must be quite a few who are strong and have been taught a lesson by the ancestors or predecessors of the five sects.
Therefore, it is not ruled out that he has a grudge against the Five Sects and came here on purpose after hearing the noise.
It is also possible that the predecessors came here specifically to test their strength after they obtained the inheritance.
Seeing that there were at least a dozen people, Chu Xingzhi drew his sword and said, "Let's lead them away."
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