Chapter 1

In the deep space of the universe, a huge cauldron is burning with fire, illuminating most of the sky. Eight old people surrounded the giant tripod, the light in their eyes was materialized, and their faces were full of excitement.

"There are three thousand roads. We can choose one of them. This is our last chance."

"Drink

The eight old men drank at the same time, with mysterious seal on their hands, and at the same time hit the central tripod.

"Dong..."

The cauldron trembled, the flame suddenly extinguished, and the endless divine light burst out. Three thousand colorful light spots erupted like fireworks, and then scattered all over the world.

"The seed has been planted, just waiting for it to grow into a giant tree!"

Fifteen years later, the land of clouds, Jingzhou.

"Han Yan, three strains of a panacea Han Cheng, two strains of a panacea... "

Mangcheng, a martial arts arena of the Han family, is full of excitement and runs to the high stage to receive a month's training subsidy. The better the qualification and the stronger the strength, the more training subsidies they will get.

"Han Yu, a second grade elixir..."

As soon as the voice fell, people on the arena cast their eyes on the crowd at the end of the day, standing in the corner of the youth.

"One second grade elixir is equivalent to ten one grade elixir. I didn't expect that Han Yu would get the most subsidies!"

"It's not to say that the stronger the strength and the higher the qualification, the more subsidies they get. Why does Han Yu get the most subsidies every month?"

Han Yu just ascended the stage, countless cold eyes swept to him, Han Yu did not avoid, calmly faced. The middle-aged man with white temples in the center nodded slightly. His eyes were full of love. This was Han Zhan, the father of Han Yu.

"For me, my father is under great pressure and I have to make a difference!"

Han Yu clenched his fist tightly. He was recognized as a waste, but he received the most training subsidies every month. It is conceivable that the pressure of the Korean War.

At this time, Han Qingyun, the great elder sitting next to the Korean War, suddenly stood up, walked to the scene and said in a loud voice: "today, I want to announce an important thing to you!"

Han Yu suddenly had a bad feeling.

Han Qingyun put a sneer on his face, and then said: "after careful deliberation in the Presbyterian, we have decided to recall the post of clan leader of the Korean War!"

"What?" Most of them were shocked. Although the Korean War was short on the issue of miraculous medicine, it was not enough to remove the patriarch, right?

The Korean War gazed at Han Qingyun and asked in a deep voice, "what is wrong with my Korean War?"

Han Qingyun looked at Han Zhan aggressively and said: "there are three mistakes in the Han war. First, since you inherited the position of clan leader, our Han family has been declining gradually, from the first family of mangcheng to the third family; second, in the past three years, our Han family has been ranked first in the three clan examinations; third, you have poured almost all the cultivation materials of the family into your son who is a waste In the body, the other children are ignored. What else can you say about these three major faults? "

"My son of the Korean War is no waste!" Han Zhan tengdi stood up, the voice is powerful and thick.

Han Qingyun curled his lips and said impolitely, "is Han Yu a waste? We all know that the above three major crimes can you admit?"

"Hum!" Han Zhan snorted coldly and looked at the sky with his back.

Han Qingyun flashed a smile on his face and said in a loud voice: "since you have confessed your guilt, that's good! I declare that from today on, the Korean war will be recalled... "

"Wait a minute!"

All of a sudden, a big drink came!

I saw a young man holding his fists slowly raised his head. His face was pale and his pupils were covered with bloodstains. This man was Han Yu standing not far from Han Qingyun.

"First, the decline of our Han family began with my father? Second, in the past three years, the three ethnic groups have been the last to the last in their trials. That's your offspring's cowardice; third, I'm not a waste! "

Every time Han Yu said a word, his body was shaking, but his voice was sonorous and powerful, reaching to the bottom of everyone's heart!

Han Qingyun's face is extremely ugly. The decline of the Han family and the fact that the Han family has been the last one in the three ethnic examinations for three consecutive years are not the fault of the Korean war alone.

However, the chance to overthrow the Korean War was in front of him. He would not let it go easily. His face sank and he said, "be bold, do you have your share in speaking here?"

Han Yu looked into Han Qingyun's eyes, not humble or arrogant: "I said the truth!"

Han Qingyun's face trembled wildly. He was speechless for a moment. He was very angry and said with a smile: "well, tomorrow is the clan association. Are you a waste? Use your strength to prove it to everyone!"

"In the Han war, if your son won the first place in the clan association, it means that you are right. But if you can't take the first place, how can you account to the hundreds of Han family members?"

Han Zhan hums: "can't take the first place, I Korean War is a big deal not to do this clan leader!"

Han Yu was surprised to see the Korean War, his fists creaked so that his fingernails were deeply inserted into the flesh and blood of his palm.

Han Qingyun, however, disregarding the trembling teenager, pointed to Han Yu and said, "not only can you not continue to be the patriarch, this trash, you can never step into the Han family!"All of them took a breath. How could Han Yu win the first place in the clan meeting where experts gathered? Isn't it obvious that he wants to drive Han Yu out of the Han family?

Han Zhan's eyes were burning with anger. He took a deep breath and said, "OK, deal!"

Back home, Han Yu took out the second grade elixir that he got today, and a look of hope flashed in his eyes.

"I hope this second grade elixir can feed you!"

Han Yu held the second grade elixir tightly in his hand, and quietly operated the mental method. At this time, a terrible swallowing power came from the depths of the elixir, and absorbed all the essence of the second grade miraculous medicine with the momentum of wind and wind.

It's impossible for a person to refine three kinds of medicine in one day. Because in his elixir field, there is a black hole that can devour all spiritual powers.

In the land of cloud, martial arts are respected. The known cultivation levels are Yuanwu, Xuanwu, Lingwu and hunwu. The martial realm of the Yuan Dynasty is the beginning stage of practitioners. It is divided into nine levels, and the first three levels are the training body. Refining body is mainly made of herbs soaking up body and practicing power. The black hole has no effect on Han Yu. But after three yuan, it is to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and to refine it into what is used for energy in the body.

Whether Han Yu refined the elixir or absorbed the aura of heaven and earth directly from heaven and earth, they were all swallowed up by black holes for the first time. As a result, Han Yu's accomplishments have not been improved since he was 12 years old.

However, Han Yu firmly believes that the black hole will be filled sooner or later. As long as the black hole is filled, he can continue to practice. However, this second grade elixir is obviously not enough to fill the insatiable black hole.

"Do you really want my father to lose the position of patriarch because of me?" Han Yu clenched his teeth tightly.

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