MTL - Painting of the Nine Immortals

The sky is clear and the sun is burning.

However, Ling Chen's heart is extremely cold, which is a kind of icy with more sorrow than death.

He is the patriarch of the Ling family, a young genius with six layers of gas refining, the first contest in the last contest, the first contest in this contest, so many haloes shrouded his head, making him like a star and a moon, becoming a young Ling family The center of a generation is highly anticipated and respected.

However, at this moment, his hair was loose, his eyes were dull, and he fell down in despair, with a bright red slap print on his face.

"I lost, completely lost ..." Ling Chen bowed her head, her confidence had completely collapsed, and only two moves were made. The first time was seen by Ling Xian to see through the weaknesses, and then broke, he thought Ling Xian was a fluke. Even if it's not a fluke, it can't be your opponent.

The second time, he was very confident, thinking that using the Canglang Sword Technique to break through to the seventh realm, he would definitely defeat Ling Xian, but was defeated by Ling Xian, and was completely broken from the front. The severe blow to him made him finally realize how ridiculous he was at first.

He had six layers of gas-refining practice, but Lingxian had only five layers of gas-refining practice. The difference was one-layer practice, but he was defeated in a spell duel.

Canglang Jianjue, whom he regarded as the Supreme Secret, had no resistance ability in the face of the big hand covering the sky, and was hardened into a powder. This was a result of a higher level of repair than Lingxian. If the two are the same, does it not mean that he is not even qualified to fight Ling Xian?

Thinking of this, Ling Chen's heart was even colder.

"It's ridiculous, extremely ridiculous." He lost his soul, and the whole man flowed with a sense of death. He could no longer see the pride of arrogance, and muttered to himself: "I actually wanted to make him lose his face and lose his reputation. I did not expect that in the end, I was brought to an end ... "

"I knew it today, why was it?" Ling Xian sighed softly, "If you don't come to provoke me, if you want to ruin my reputation, you will never be lost, then you will still be the patriarch who enjoys the respect and won't end up here. Vice-looking. "

After this battle, the genius Ling Chen was considered obsolete. Although the cultivation is still in progress, the Tao heart has broken. If you cannot reshape the Tao heart and strengthen your conviction, then in this life, Ling Xian Dafa ’s power to defeat him will always accompany him. He became the nightmare of his constant fear.

Ling Chen raised his head violently, his eyes filled with insatiable hatred, and sneered: "No need to say more, the winner is the king and the loser. I don't need your mercy, but you remember, one day, I will put You broke into the abyss, Yixue's shame today! "

"I don't know what to do, I don't understand self-examination. I'm obviously too much, but I put all the responsibilities on others." Ling Xian frowned, and said, "If you take today's things as if I deliberately humiliated you, then I'm speechless. Speak. "

If Ling Chen can really lose, and treat Ling Xian with his usual mind, but just treat him as a mountain that must be crossed on the Xiu Xian Road, then he may one day reshape the Tao heart and make great progress. But now his mind is full of resentment against Ling Xian, and the slap of that slap, I am afraid that this life will be immersed in hatred, and it is impossible to make progress.

"I'm the young chief of the Ling family, and I can't tell you how to teach me." Ling Chen's face was full of resentment, and he said sensibly, "You remember to me that one day, I will humiliate you, I will give it back to you ten times, so that you can taste the pain of being knocked down! "

Ling Xian's eyes became cold and moved to kill.

At this moment, Ling Tianqing descended from the sky, slap on the other side of Ling Chen's face, but this slap is much lighter, after all, it is his own natural flesh and blood, he could not bear it.

"Daddy ..." Ling Chen froze a moment, then yelled madly: "You hit me? You hit me for a sibling?"

Ling Tianqing looked at Aiko distressedly, but had to relent, and sneered coldly, "I am waking you up! Look at you now, arrogant, ignorant, introspective, arrogant and overbearing. To Lingxian's reputation and death, why should I give birth to you? "

"Dad, it sounds good that he is a side child of the Ling family. The bad thing is my servant of the Ling family. Why do I want him to die better than life? That's how I deserve him. You actually taught me for a slave?" Ling Chen's expression was agitated, and he couldn't say anything, but he didn't realize that when he said this, everyone's eyes changed to him.

Some things cannot be said on the bright side.

It is true that the ancestors of most of the siblings are the slaves of the Ling family, so the siblings oppress them on a weekly basis and do not treat them as the same tribe. This is a potential rule of the Ling family. On the bright side.

However, at this moment, Ling Chen's fluttering words tore off this layer of shame, and it was the rage that greeted him.

Fortunately, the children of the lineage said, just frowned slightly, after all, anyone who has done such things as bullying the sidelines has said something private like a slave.

However, the children of the relatives will not do it. Our ancestors cast heads for the Ling family, shed blood, and worked hard. Why do you treat us as slaves, wantonly oppress us, and not treat us as people?

Each one filled with excitement, and his eyes were full of anger. If it were not for the clan chief to stand on the stage, they would have rushed forward and tore Ling Chen to pieces.

"Stupid! How can such words be put on the bright side? This is terrible. If it is not handled properly, I am afraid that the conflicts that have been accumulated for a long time will erupt completely!" The second elder Ling Tian was proud. concern.

"I believe my brother can handle it well. It's over and it's useless now." Ling Tianxiang Dai's eyebrows frowned. This was a tricky matter. Since the family was founded, there has always been a contradiction between the lineage and the sidelines.

He is high above him and enjoys ample resources for his practice. He usually enjoys oppressing his neighbors. However, the status of the children of the collaterals is low, and the amount of spiritual resources that they can receive every month is pitifully small. Not only must they endure the oppression of some of the children of the lineage, but they also have to endure the various treatments. Naturally, they are dissatisfied.

In fact, what they want is nothing more than fairness, but in this world, there is no fairness at all.

Therefore, the contradictions are accumulated a little bit, but they have no doubts about each other.

But today, Ling Chen's words became the fuse, which caused the injustice, dissatisfaction, and contradiction.

"Patriarch, why does he say that we are slaves? Please give us an account!" A phrase suddenly emerged from the crowd, followed by a loud voice.

"Yes, do you think so, patriarch? If not, give us an account!"

"The Ling family can have the present glory, and our ancestors have contributed a lot. Does the Ling family treat us as descendants of those who have made great achievements?"

"It's too chilling, but any dangerous task has always been done by our side. Why can you sit back and enjoy it for nothing, why? Give us an account!"

The sentiment was indignant, and the faces of every junior child were dissatisfied, and they vowed to get justice.

Ling Tianqing's face was sinking like water, and his headache was endless. He didn't expect that his son would say such a thing, and now he is in a dilemma.

What account?

Do you want to kill Ling Chen yourself?

"You wicked man, look at the trouble you caused!" Ling Tianqing really couldn't wait to slap him, but after all, it was his own flesh and blood.

"I ..." Ling Chen also realized that he had made a mistake, but he regretted it lately and quietly took a step back, fearing that the emotional sideline children would come up and strip him alive.

"How do I usually teach you? The Ling family is an inseparable whole, regardless of ties and neighbours. I did not expect that you would have the mind of a family child as a slave. How could I give birth to such an incompetent thing?" Ling Tianqing was heartbroken and hated iron and steel.

This is not acting. He did think so, and taught Ling Chen the same way.

It's a pity that Father Tiger has a dog.

"Patriarch, please give everyone an explanation, otherwise today's things, I am afraid it is difficult to be good." Ling Xian began.

Ling Tianqing gave a long sigh. He could forcefully suppress the opinions of the children who were next to him, as long as their parents and grandchildren didn't come out to make trouble, but Ling Xian had to consider it carefully.

Because Ling Xian is the victim, and the peerless talents he showed today let Ling Tianqing know that once such a arrogant man grows up, he will be invincible, sweeping all directions to ensure the longevity of the Ling family.

What's more, the key to the Ling family's ability to survive future crises is mostly on him.

How could he not take Ling Xian's opinion seriously?

At the time of Ling Tianqing's dilemma, a ghost-like figure passed by and appeared on the performance martial arts field.

It was an old man with white hair and white beard and a slender figure.

"Uncle Yun, why is your old man here?" Ling Tianqing walked quickly to the old man and bowed.

The old man in Mai clothing quickly lifted him up and said with a smile: "Old is a slave, the young master is the head of the Ling family, and he must not torment me."

"Uncle Yun joked, the whole Ling family, who would dare to say that you are a slave?" Ling Tianqing said.

"Hehe, the patriarch dared, he didn't say it just now." The old man smiled slightly.

"This ..." Ling Tianqing's face flashed awkwardly, and said: "The dog is bad, you must never give him general knowledge, I will teach him well."

"Well, the old man didn't say much nonsense. He just opened the door to see the mountain. He appeared today and came to pass the master together." With a wave of the old man, a piece of rice paper emerged from nothing and slowly flew to Ling Tianqing's hand.

"Today's matter, the master has been watching in Houshan. This is his advice to the young master. Listen or not, it depends on the young master. After all, you are now the head of the Ling family." The old man was right.

As soon as the words fell, people had disappeared, leaving Ling Tianqing staring blankly at the rice paper in his hand.

There is only one word on the paper.

Waste.