Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The cold moon hangs alone, and the stars are rare.

Huguo Gongfu, pity flower courtyard.

In the past few days, the yard has been gloomy and gloomy, and the servants dare not even smile.

Wu Xuanxin was abolished. As one of the many descendants of the public protecting the country, once he lost his cultivation, he lost his competitiveness.

In Nuoda's public mansion, like a lamb, it can only be looked down upon by others, without light and future.

Mrs. Guo was not the most favored concubine of Duke Huguo, and she had only one son, Wu Xuanxin, and her mother was as precious as her son.

"Hey, the young master is abolished. I am afraid that our servants will not have a good time in the future."

"Fight the dog to see the master, our master will be worse than the dog in the future, who will look down on us slaves?"

"If you want to blame it, we have bad luck. Who told us to follow the wrong master?"

In the corner, a group of servants gathered together and whispered.

The level of the master's achievement also determines the treatment and future of their servants.

Everyone knows that among the younger generation of the Wu family, the worthy first person is the man named [Wu Cangqiong].

It's a pity that even a dog around Wu Cangqiong has to be carefully selected, not everyone can.

He shines brightly, and as long as it is contaminated a little, it is enough to last a lifetime.

These people are not qualified for that.

However, the original Wuxuan Xin was not bad, and he was outstanding. In the future, he would have a good future. With such a master, he would have no worries about food and clothing, which was much better than those unsatisfactory collateral disciples.

Now, however, everything is different, and overnight, a world of difference.

"You want to die on a horse? Dare to chew your tongue here?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man who looked like a manager walked in.

When the servants saw this, their expressions suddenly changed, and they all knelt to the ground, not even daring to breathe.

"Pull them all down, stick thirty sticks, and deduct two months' salary." The middle-aged man shouted coldly.

When the servants heard the words, they suddenly showed panic and begged for mercy.

"Steward Liu spare your life, and steward Liu spare your life."

The rules of the Duke Huguo mansion are strict. The so-called thirty sticks are not just 30 strokes of the stick, but to break the 30 sticks.

After this punishment, the weaker ones could hardly survive it.

"Slaves don't speak their minds, they don't even understand the rules, **** it." Liu Guanshi said viciously.

"Drag it!"

With an order, the armored soldiers came out in unison, dragging the servants who shouted down.

Liu Guanshi looked at the distant figures, his icy eyes filled with sadness.

In a few days, this mansion may not be able to support even these guards.

With this in mind, he turned around and looked at the house in the distance.

Under the bright lights, there are many people.

"Xin'er, such a big hatred, because my mother won't let it go."

"Although I don't want to invite experts from the real realm, I also recognize the masters. Your uncle has already touched that realm. Now he occupies a high position in the Yuyao Division and is the chief instructor of the genius training camp."

"I have sent someone to let him take action, and I will definitely kill the enemy for you, and let out this bad breath."

Mrs. Guo's voice came from the house, revealing the hatred that gnawed at the flesh, and next to him was the staff he enshrined.

Just then, the door opened.

Wu Xuan's heart staggered, and he walked out. He was in a state of mind and face, and he couldn't hear the noise.

"Heart..."

"I'm going out to get some air, and don't follow anyone."

Wu Xuanxin walked into the courtyard like a corpse, and all the servants fled when they saw it.

Wu Xuanxin saw it in his eyes, numb.

Since his cultivation base was abolished, he was not as good as death, falling from the sky, just like two lives.

If it is said that before meeting Zhou Dao, he was a proud son of heaven.

So now, he is the mud that even he hates, sinking into a ditch and never turning over.

Such a self, he is always disgusting.

If it wasn't for his mother, he would have ended himself long ago.

Wu Xuan knew very well that if he died, his mother would have a very miserable life. In the deep courtyard of the public mansion, she would be buried with incomparable loneliness and the coldness of the world.

As a parent and child, the only thing he can do is to endure the humiliation and share the coming pain.

Thinking of this, Wu Xuanxin clenched his hands weakly, trembling slightly, and the grief came from it, anger beyond words.

He lived for 20 years, and for the first time encountered a setback in his life.

Even for ordinary people, this is unbearable darkness.

"It would be great if I could die." Wu Xuanxin sighed.

"Tsk tsk, it's really sad that the blood of the Wu family is so decadent."

At this moment, a burst of laughter sounded in the yard, like a stone falling into a deep pool, causing layers of ripples.

"Who?" Wu Xuanxin's complexion suddenly changed, and he looked at the reputation.

In the empty courtyard, it was dark, and only the mysterious voice lingered in my ears.

"When Taizu was young, he also suffered a catastrophe, the four poles collapsed, and life and death were in a dilemma, but later, he was still reborn through a mirror, and the longevity line was wiped out..."

The mysterious voice sounded again, bringing up a past event.

Wu Xuan’s heart was slightly moved. This is a dusty secret, and very few people know it, but as a nobleman, he has seen records in ancient books of the clan.

When Taizu was young, he had suffered a catastrophe and had a great hatred with Changshengmen.

But later, Taizu broke through and was reborn, swept the world, fixed the country, and together with his soldiers, he leveled the gate of longevity and destroyed his thousand-year-old Taoism.

"Who the **** is that?" Wu Xuan was alert and shouted sharply.

This is a secret, not many people know it, even he just knows it and has never mentioned it to anyone.

This man is so daring that he dares to lie about the secrets of Taizu.

"I'm the one who can help you."

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out. He was wearing a cloak, and the whole person seemed to be in the shadows.

Wu Xuanxin's expression darkened slightly, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.

"You help me? How can you help me?"

"Taizu left one thing back then, which recorded many great secrets in the world, and was reborn after breaking through, but it was easy..." The man whispered.

"What did you say?" Wu Xuanxin's pupils shrank suddenly.

Not everyone can hear what the person in front of him is saying, and if it is true, they can't even say it.

"Who the **** are you?" Wu Xuanxin asked suddenly.

Dare to talk about Taizu's secrets, and maybe even have Taizu's relics, the identity of this person is too suspicious.

"I'm the one who can help you." The man whispered, walked closer, and slowly took off his robe and hat.

"You..." Wu Xuanxin's eyes widened, stunned.

Under the moonlight, it was a warm and handsome face, with a strange and unpredictable smile on the corner of the raised mouth.

"My name is Lu Xianyang!!"

…

the next day.

The western suburbs of the capital, Sanwang Mountain.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, the red sun hangs high, and the bright eyes fall on the sheep intestines path through the leaf sieve.

The two figures strolled leisurely and walked towards the mountain.

"How can the [Genius Training Camp] be set up in such a place?" Zhou Dao looked at the surrounding scenery with suspicion.

The mountains here are low and flat, there is neither the beauty of the river nor the majestic king power, let alone the pattern of the Liangjie Mountains, even the Pingjiang City has many famous mountains that can surpass it.

The dignified [Genius Training Camp], known as the birthplace of the seeds of Yu Yaosi, the hope for the future, almost 70% of its high-level executives came from the [Genius Training Camp], and even among the [Nine Gods Pillars], there are several who were once in the genius. Training camp practice.

It is really strange that such an important place is hidden in this ravine.

"You don't know anything about this, so it is said that the Three Kings Mountain is the place where the first-generation chief executive and Taizu met." Wang Xuanzhi said with a smile.

In terms of causation, it involves the origin of [Yu Yaosi].

"First-generation chief!?" Zhou Dao was in awe.

That is the founder of the Yuyao Division, the first person, the head of the Yuyao Division.

Even to this day, the headquarter of Yu Yaosi still enshrines the tablet of the first-generation general secretary, which is passed down from generation to generation without realizing the incense every day.

"It is said that at that time, the world was chaotic, there were many monsters, the common people were like meat, the monsters lived in the big city, the ghosts and ghosts, the human skin monsters..."

"In such a turbulent world, the Great Ancestor, who was born in the rough, met the chief secretary who sold straw mats..."

"Selling straw mats?" Zhou Dao was taken aback, he really didn't know much about the first-generation general manager.

Although the "Yu Yaosi Workbook" is all-inclusive, there are also records about the first-generation general manager, but there are not many, and almost all of it is after the establishment of the Yu Yaosi.

Regarding the past of the first-generation general manager, the "Working Manual for the Imperial Demon Division" did not mention it. Besides, it involved Taizu, and there was no book that dared to speak nonsense without the authorization of the royal court.

"Although you know a lot about monsters, you know very little about the history of the Yuyao Division."

Wang Xuanzhi smiled. Since they entered the capital, they have also been around at the Yuyao Division headquarters for a while. It is natural that they know more than Zhou Dao.

"You mean Yu Yaosi started out by selling straw mats?" Zhou Dao looked strange, a little unbelievable.

How to say, today's Yuyao Division is almost under one person, above ten thousand people, with power all over the world, in every city and region, where is there no demon slayer guard?

Such a behemoth, the founder is selling straw mats?

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head: "The city is chaotic, and human life is despicable. At that time, the first-generation chief was still young, but he was only a commoner."

"I heard from the old man in the Yuyao Division that the village was attacked by monsters when the first-generation Chief Secretary was five years old. There were not one out of ten. His parents were eaten by the monsters. Sir Si's eyes have lost their light forever."

"Blind!?" Zhou Dao blurted out.

Wang Xuanzhi pouted and glared at him.

If this is said at the headquarters of Yu Yaosi, it will inevitably attract a reprimand.

Zhou Dao laughed dryly, but he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the powerful ancestor who founded Yu Yaosi was actually blind.

"At the age of seven, the old man who adopted the first-generation Chief Secretary was also eaten by monsters..."

"…"

Zhou Dao was speechless.

"The first generation of adults is really a lonely star."

Wang Xuanzhi whispered: "Since then, the first generation of adults has made a living by weaving straw mats, weaving them day and night, and then selling them in the market..."

"In such a chaotic world, for the young adults of the first generation, it is a miracle that they can survive."

"That year, the Peach Blossom Mountain was in full bloom, the gate of longevity was wide open, and the disciples were widely accepted. The Taizu, who was born in the rough, was blocked from the door, depressed and unwilling, and met the first-generation adults in the market..."

Wang Xuanzhi's words were eloquent, like a spectator, the yellowed scroll slowly unfolded, and the picture was like yesterday, timeless and new.

At that time, no one would have imagined that the two teenagers, who were so ordinary, like ants, would control the general trend of the world and control the lives of the people in the future.

According to the storyteller's words, the wheel of fate is moving slowly, heading in a well-known direction.

"It is said that on that day, the business of the first-generation Chief Secretary was very good. Perhaps because he was blind in both eyes, he was still young, and people out of sympathy, the pile of straw mats soon came to an end."

"At that time, the Great Ancestor happened to be passing by and saw that the bowl in front of the first generation was full of coins. Seeing that the first generation was thin and frail, he was afraid that he could not bear the burden, so he silently took some from the bowl to relieve the first generation. An adult's burden..."

"Huh?" Zhou Dao was stunned, feeling that something was wrong.

"The Great Ancestor hides his fame deeply, he wanted to do good deeds silently, and pass by without leaving his name, but he just walked two steps and saw that the first generation of adults still had some straw mats that had not been sold. I was afraid that he would be sad, so he ignored the burden and quietly and silently Roll it away."

"…"

Zhou Dao was at a loss for words again, staring at Wang Xuanzhi strangely. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Why are you looking at me like that? That's what the old man in Si Li told me." Wang Xuanzhi pouted.

"Perhaps it was the kindness of the Great Ancestor who moved the first generation of adults. He sensed it, and the two have known each other since then."

"The wheels of history are rolling in, and they just coincidentally rolled over our faces."

Zhou Dao listened and was speechless for a long time.

This past has subverted his cognition of the Great Ancestor.

"No wonder the Great Ancestor can gain the world." Zhou Dao pouted, not only exuding a heartfelt sigh.

The two walked all the way, and when they were about to reach the top of the mountain, a stone tablet stood impressively. I don't know how many years have passed through the baptism of dust. There are many cracks and moss on it.

However, Zhou Dao could vaguely recognize the font above.

Execute the punishment of the sky, control the demon! !

This sentence is the essence of the Yu Yaosi, and it is hung in the main hall of the main hall.

"This font is really scribbled."

Zhou Dao looked at it, and only felt that the words on the inscription were extremely awkward, just like the wind.

"Don't talk nonsense, according to legend, this is the handwriting of Taizu."

"Written by Taizu? No wonder he looks like a prince!" Zhou Dao nodded.

"…"

"Come on, let's go ahead."

Wang Xuanzhi pointed to the front, and a broken temple appeared in front of him. It was not as good as the original Sunset Sect Taoist Temple. Even the roof had holes and thatch piled up.

"Three Kings Temple!? This is the dojo of the genius training camp?" Zhou Dao looked surprised.

"Of course, that's it." Wang Xuanzhi nodded.

Zhou Dao was a little unconvinced and looked up again.

On both sides of the ruined temple, there are two small stone tablets, which are almost impossible to detect if you don't get close.

On the two steles were written two large characters on the left and right, respectively:

Demon!

Royal demon!