On the ninth day of February, in a wilderness outside Dongning City, the sky was gloomy.
"Yo." A melodious bird song sounded, and I saw a huge bird bathed in thunder swooping down from the clouds, but there were two figures sitting cross-legged on the back of the bird.
"boom!"
When the bird approached the ground, thunderbolts on its huge wings rushed in all directions, shaking the entire wilderness ground, and the electric snakes scattered in all directions before dissipating.
At this time, two figures fell from the bird's back.
One is a middle-aged woman, and the other is an old woman on crutches.
"Junior Sister Huang, I've arrived. I've arrived in my hometown. You can go back." The old woman on crutches smiled.
"Sister Meng." There were tears in the eyes of the middle-aged woman. Her "Sister Meng" was not so old before. Also beauties.
"After this farewell, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to see each other again." The old woman sighed and said with a smile, "But I'm lucky, at least I can return to my hometown before I die, and spend the last few years of my life in my hometown. Those wars The dead ones really turned into a pile of loess."
"Sister Meng, if you need my help, just send me a letter. I, Huang Xiangning, will do my best." The middle-aged woman said solemnly.
"If I ask you, I will speak up." The old woman smiled, "Okay, let's go back quickly."
The middle-aged woman looked at the old woman carefully, and finally jumped on the back of the bird, and soon the bird shook its wings, and thunder filled the air in all directions.
call.
Carrying thunder and lightning, the bird quickly soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky.
The old woman watched her companion leave, and then she turned her head to look at Dongning City, with a smile on her face: "It's time to go home, the fallen leaves can return to their roots, God treats me well!"
"Boom."
The crutch in the old woman's hand tapped the ground lightly, and ripples in the void rose up at the point of the strike, spreading in all directions, covering a range of hundreds of meters around.
Holding a crutch, covered by ripples, she also walked towards Dongning City, every step was tens of feet. Even though they passed by some pedestrian caravans on the official road, those people didn't seem to see the 'old lady', and they were still chatting with each other with smiles.
After a while, she came to the entrance of the city gate.
"Dongning City."
The old woman leaned on a cane and looked at the majestic city in front of her.
This is her hometown! The place where I lived when I was young.
The old woman continued to walk forward with a smile. A large number of people at the city gate, including the guards at the gate, did not see the old woman. As if the old woman did not exist in this world, she just entered the city, walked on the street, and came to the ancestral house of the Meng family.
Enter the ancestral home.
There are many clansmen patrolling the ancestral home, but they can't see the old woman either.
"Cuckoo." In one of the small courtyards of the ancestral house, the fat old man was drinking mulled wine.
"Pingping, are you drinking secretly?" A voice rang out in the small courtyard.
The fat old man was so frightened that he looked around and couldn't help but said, "Sister, is that you? Sister?"
An old woman on crutches appeared out of nowhere in the yard, looking at him with a smile.
"Third sister."
The fat old man's eyes are red, he is the only younger brother of 'Meng Xiangu'. Although other elders in the family also called "Third Sister", it was because the family was too large. After all, in a family with a history of thousands of years, many family members were separated by several floors. The fat old man's name is 'Meng Yanping', the current patriarch of the Meng family. He is nearly 20 years younger than Xiangu Meng, so Xiangu Meng took him with him when he was young, and was both a sister and a mother.
In his heart, his third sister has always been so young, so beautiful, so omnipotent, but now she is so much older.
"Why are you crying? I'm not living well?" The old woman laughed.
"Third sister, is your injury really incurable?" the fat old man asked.
"As long as you don't fight desperately, you can still live for seven or eight years." The old woman said indifferently, "People are born, old, sick and die, and gods and demons also have a limit of life. There is nothing to be sad about. The next few years are enough for me to properly settle my Meng. Home, the news of my serious injury came back, is there any movement in Dongning Mansion?"
"The Yun family and my Meng family have terminated their engagement, which is the marriage contract of the little guy Meng Chuan." The fat old man said, "As for the others, the four major gods and demon families are only doing small things, and they dare not really anger my Meng family."
"Well, when we made the marriage contract, Yun Wanhai also wanted to take advantage of my Meng family's influence. Now that I'm seriously injured, it's normal for him to dissolve the junior's marriage contract."
The old woman ordered, "By the way, Pingping..."
"Third sister, I am ninety years old, and I am still the head of the Meng family. Can you call me by my first name?" the fat old man couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, okay, I'll show you some face." The old woman smiled, "Meng Pingping, go, call all the elders of the clan to the Raging Fire Hall, I want to see you."
"What Meng Pingping, my name is Meng Yanping." The fat old man muttered, but hurried to summon the family elders.
The elder sister acted as both mother and elder sister, bringing him up.
Protect him and make him come to this day.
Hearing his sister call him 'Pingping', the patriarch Meng Yanping also felt that walking was more vigorous.
*****
The ancestral house of the Meng family, the Great Fire Hall.
Only the most important things in the family will come here. Today, the surrounding of the Raging Fire Hall is heavily guarded.
In the hall.
Xiangu Meng stood there leaning on her crutches, looking up at the plaque in the hall - the word 'raging fire'.
The patriarch and all the elders stood respectfully, and no one dared to say anything.
On age...
Xiangu Meng is one hundred and twelve years old this year, and is the eldest in the family. In terms of strength, Xiangu Meng became a demon at the age of thirty-five. She has protected the Meng family for nearly 80 years, and the Meng family has also prospered for 80 years. Her prestige in the Meng family is beyond doubt. As soon as she gave the order, many clansmen would go to die without hesitation.
After looking at the word "Agni" on the plaque for a long time, Xiangu Meng turned around and glanced at the elders present, all the elders bowed a little nervously.
"My Meng family's younger generation, is there any talent who is expected to become a god?" Xiangu Meng asked. Although the Meng family has been rooted in Dongning Mansion for thousands of years, it has only produced two gods and demons. The other ancestor of Yu Shan five hundred years ago was Xiangu Meng. During their time, the Meng family reached its peak. What Xiangu Meng looks forward to most is...
Can cultivate the third god and demon in the history of the family.
Originally, she could patiently and slowly look for suitable juniors for cultivation, but now the time is too tight, so she can only choose short ones.
"Dajiang is very talented. He realized the secret skill of swordsmanship at the age of nineteen, and the power of swordsmanship at the age of thirty. Now at the age of forty-seven... there is still a glimmer of hope for becoming a god and demon." The bald and thin old man said.
"Dajiang?"
Xiangu Meng looked at Meng Dajiang who was standing aside.
"Auntie." The obese Meng Dajiang saluted.
"Have you ever condensed pills?" Xiangu Meng asked.
Meng Dajiang shook his head.
Meng Xiangu frowned, she was forty-seven years old, and she hadn't even made a pill yet, so the hope of becoming a god and demon was really slim.
"Where's the younger generation?" Xiangu Meng asked.
"Junior, it's okay to have three." The patriarch Meng Yanping continued, "Meng Zhu is twenty-three this year. He has no leaks. He is serving in the Qinyang Pass. He realized the secret skill at the age of nineteen. There is also 'Meng Wenying' This girl, she is sixteen years old this year, and she has reached the top level of swordsmanship at the age of twelve. There is also Dajiang's son 'Meng Chuan', who is fifteen years old this year, and he is the top swordsman at the age of thirteen. Meng Wenying and Meng Chuan are the same age Small, but none of them realized the secret technique."
Xiangu Meng was silent.
Meng Zhu, who realized the secret technique at the age of nineteen, was really too late for becoming a god and demon! Because I don't know what year it was when I realized the "potential", and it is even more distant to become a god and demon.
Meng Wenying and Meng Chuan are sixteen years old and fifteen years old. Time is also very tight, and the key point is that they don't even master the secret skills.
She wanted to choose among short people, but there was really no choice.
"You all go back." Meng Xiangu said coldly, "In the next few years, the juniors of the whole family will increase their training. This is the top priority of the family, and other things are not important. Before I die, I will Seeing a seedling that is expected to become a god and demon."
Obviously, I didn't see too outstanding ones, so I could only cast the net widely, hoping that those eight, nine, eleven or twelve-year-old juniors would emerge as geniuses.
"Yes." The patriarch and all the elders responded in unison.
"This matter is related to the rise and fall of the family, and there is no room for neglect. If there are people who enrich themselves, they will be dealt with directly by the family." After finishing speaking, Xiangu Meng walked out directly on crutches.