Five Immortal Sects

Chapter 298: The uncertain emotions of the pot

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Hu Chen Wuding slowly turned his head and stared at the figure at the courtyard gate.

"Everything you said, even if it's true, so what? If you don't have the ability to protect your woman, then don't marry your mother. If you don't have the ability to protect your child, why did you give birth to him? Just to make the mother and son hide from each other

This time I came back to let those who bullied me know that even if I live in disgrace, the position of the son of inheritance is not something they can get just by wanting it.

All this is not for you, not for the Hu Chen family, and I can even give up the name of the Hu Chen family afterwards.

And when all this is over, I want to accompany Uncle Sang to the ends of the earth, and truly be free of worries."

When Hu Chen Wuding said this, he spoke each word very slowly, enunciating each word.

But Hu Chen Wandong felt as if struck by lightning, especially the first few sentences of Hu Chen Wuding.

"If you don't have the ability to protect your own woman, then don't marry your mother. If you don't have the ability to protect your own child, then why did you give birth to him..."

He heard overwhelming hatred in it, and when he heard the last two sentences, a trace of anger suddenly surged on Hu Chen Wandong's already pale face.

"you… "

He raised his hand and pointed at Hu Chen Wuding, but then he saw that Hu Chen Wuding's face was indifferent, and there was no emotion in his pair of dark eyes.

Looking at the face that was somewhat familiar to him, Hu Chen Wandong was stunned for a moment and could not continue speaking.

Zhuo Lingfeng, who had been standing behind Hu Chen Wuding, heard his body tremble violently. His lips seemed to open for a moment, but no sound came out in the end. Only a deep gaze remained on Hu Chen Wuding.

"Of course, you can also abolish the status of my Hu Chen family right now, but as you said just now, are you willing to fall into the trap set by the Xie family

I don’t know if other young disciples in the clan are capable of surpassing my so-called elder brother and younger brother. If there are any, they must have been suppressed by them over the years.”

Hu Chen Wuding stared at Hu Chen Wandong and said.

Listening to the emotionless words of the young man opposite him, Hu Chen Wandong slowly put down his fingers, a feeling of self-mockery arose in his heart.

He seemed to see a pair of eyes in the sky, looking at him mockingly. He had endured humiliation and lived for the sake of his family. Two of his three sons had already become estranged from him, and one had no feelings at all for him, or for the Hu Chen family.

Perhaps Hu Chen Wuding was right. Why did he agree to the Xiangyun Sect's proposal when he knew that his family was in crisis

It was just that Hu Chen Wuding said that he would remove Hu Chen's surname after this incident. For him, this was unacceptable no matter what, it was simply treason.

Thinking of this, his previous guilt was replaced by anger. He originally wanted to say more words to his son whom he had not seen for many years, but now he no longer had the heart to do so.

Even the questions he had always wanted to ask Hu Chen Wuding about his cultivation were simply ignored.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and threw a jade slip at Hu Chen Wuding.

"This is the content of the battle that will begin tomorrow. You should prepare first. Does your mother know what you said? Xiangyun will not agree with your irresponsible talk. It is simply unreasonable, humph!"

After saying this, Hu Chenwan flicked his sleeves and disappeared from the courtyard in an instant.

Looking at the empty courtyard entrance, Hu Chen Wuding's mouth twitched as he thought to himself.

"Does Mom know? How great it would be if Mom really knew!!"

At this moment, an old and deep voice sounded in his ears.

"Master, you can't do this. If you can get the position of the son of inheritance this time, you must keep it. There are no such good training resources outside."

After saying this, the old man hunched over and walked slowly towards the room.

"Uncle Sang, if I stay here, can you stay here with me?"

Hu Chen Wuding looked at the figure walking towards the room, and suddenly asked softly.

After he finished speaking, the hunched figure paused slightly, then continued to walk towards the room step by step without answering, leaving behind only a sense of death in the night and old age.

No one knew what was happening in the courtyard, as there was a pair of eyes watching silently all the time.

There is a cave in the back mountain of the Hu Chen family. The furnishings in the cave are extremely simple, with a flower bed, a medicine rack, and an ancient alchemy furnace.

A young monk was sitting cross-legged on a lotus seat, his black hair casually draped over his shoulders and his ink-black robe spread out on the ground.

He had broad shoulders and a rather burly figure. The moment he opened his eyes, it was as if a flash of lightning had passed through the cave. In his pair of dark and deep eyes, there seemed to be two long rivers of time, which would make people fall into an endless abyss at a glance.

“Although Wandong is a child with great determination, he is really not a good father. However, the little guy does have a bit of temper and even gave up my surname Hu Chen.

How much hatred does he have to say such words to his own father? Could it be that his mother is no longer alive? ? "

Thinking of this, his deep eyes flickered a few times, but his words and actions sounded old-fashioned, which was totally inconsistent with his appearance.

"Hu Chen Wu Ding, right? Hehehe... Some things can't be done just as you want. The little guy actually cultivated the Ghost Den Poison Scroll to the fourth level.

This is without any family resources to help, it is really good, and it is a pure method, but the cultivation is a little weak, but poison cultivation is not just about cultivation, and besides..."

After he said this to himself, he seemed to fall into deep thought. After a long time, he shook his head.

“What is the origin of the young man in the room? His cultivation has reached the peak of the initial stage of foundation building. However, judging from the fluctuation of his magic power just now, even a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building may not be able to defeat this boy.

What kind of spiritual roots does he have? Why is his aura sometimes pure and sometimes mixed? And this person's method of concealing his cultivation is really amazing. If I hadn't observed carefully, I would have been fooled by him.

Judging from his age, he should be only a few years younger than Wu Ding. Is he a disciple of a large sect that Wu Ding has met? Otherwise, how could he have such a miraculous technique? " The young man in the black robe frowned and thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out which sect the technique that Li Yan practiced just now belonged to, so he could only shake his head.

“Maybe he is not necessarily from a big sect. He may also be a core disciple trained by a hidden sect. It is better not to provoke such hidden sects.

Some of them have a foundation even older than the four major sects, but they just don't want to show up in the world.

Well, if Hu Chen Wuding can really obtain the position of the son of inheritance, then he will have to start with Zhuo Lingfeng. It can be seen that Wuding relies on him.

If the position of inheritance was taken away by other disciples, it would be fine, but Hu Chen Wanli and Hu Chen Jianghai, humph, these two unfilial people have already had their minds set on foreign affairs… "

The young man in the ink-black gown thought to himself, with a hint of sneer on his face.

Li Yan in the room was practicing as usual. He didn't know that his every move was seen by someone.

If he knew that the formation restrictions in his room and the spiritual sense that he was so proud of now were of no use at all in preventing others from detecting him, Li Yan didn't know what to think.

The next day, before the sun rose, Hu Chen Qiukong came to the gate of the courtyard. After saying a few words to Hu Chen Wuding, he took the three of them and went straight out of the courtyard.

At this early morning, the entire Hu Chen family was already bustling with activity.

Along the way, Li Yan and his companions saw many cultivators, some in groups of three or five, and some in groups of a dozen, walking in one direction.

It was obvious that some of these people had either heard of or recognized Hu Chen Wuding. Some of them smiled and nodded, while others pretended not to have seen him.

However, no one came up to ridicule the bastard. In this situation, they would not dare to do so even if they were beaten to death.

Unless he obtains the position of the son who inherits the family inheritance this time, and Hu Chenwan is no longer the head of the family for decades or hundreds of years, he may not have the courage to do this.

After following Hu Chen Qiukong for about an incense stick of time, they turned around and around and finally arrived at a huge square at the back of the valley.

The square was about several thousand feet in size. Even though there were nearly a thousand people walking on it, they looked like a bunch of ants from the air. They were all converging in one direction in front of the square.

The square is circular. Apart from a wide passage in the direction where Li Yan and his companions were walking, the other three edges of the square are arranged in trapezoidal levels with clearly defined seats.

When Li Yan and his three companions walked to the front edge of the square, they were faced with a wide welcoming avenue paved with red carpet, which led directly to the opposite stands.

There are five seats in the stands, but none of them are occupied at the moment. However, there are many people sitting sparsely on the stepped seats on both sides of the five seats. However, there are still people coming in, constantly filling the empty seats on both sides.

The four of them stood at the edge of the square. Hu Chen Wuding and the other two looked up and looked around. Hu Chen Qiukong turned around and said to Hu Chen Wuding.

"Master Wu Ding, this square will be the venue for the competition. The seats above, which are covered with red carpets, are where the ancestors, the head of the family, and the invited guests will sit.

On both sides of them are the disciples who are participating in the battle, as well as the areas where the family members who come to watch the battle sit. We are here quite early, so we can just find an empty seat there, sit down and rest and wait. "

After saying that, he motioned Hu Chen Wu Ding and the other two to follow him, and then he walked to the opposite side.

He said to find an empty seat, but when the four of them reached one side, they took the lead and stopped in the first row.

Although there were a steady stream of tribesmen coming at this time, they all found a seat to sit in the area behind the third row.

Hu Chen Wuding looked up and saw that the same was true for the first three rows on the other side.

"Let's just rest here, Master Wuding. It probably won't take too long before the Patriarch and the others come over."

Hu Chen Qiukong said to Hu Chen Wuding, and then politely gestured for Li Yan and Zhuo Lingfeng to sit down.

Hu Chen Wuding nodded, then turned around and smiled at Li Yan.

"Brother Li, please! I don't understand the rules here, so I can only let you arrange when to start. I'm sorry to have delayed Brother Li for a little longer."

Li Yan smiled slightly and didn't say anything. After sitting down, he just looked around curiously.

Hu Chen Wuding's words made Hu Chen Qiukong slightly stunned. He didn't know why Young Master Wuding was so polite to this Qi Condensation cultivator first, and then sat down with the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Could it be that the status of this Qi Condensation cultivator was even more noble than that of the Foundation Establishment cultivator? However, this did not make sense, but he only had these doubts in his heart.

After they sat down, Li Yan looked around without saying anything, while Zhuo Lingfeng closed his eyes to rest. For a moment, the place was silent.

"Brother Qiukong, you are also participating in the competition this time, right?"

Hu Chen Wuding withdrew his gaze from both sides and suddenly asked.

"Oh, Master Wu Ding, the master asked me to participate as well!! But with my qualifications, I think I'm just joining in the fun.

I guess the first round is about to end. Master Wuding should be more careful. Master Wanli successfully established his foundation last year. Master Jianghai has also reached the tenth level of Qi Condensation and is only one step away from establishing his foundation. "

After hearing this, Hu Chen Qiukong replied with a gentle smile on his face.

After hearing this reply, there was no surprise on Hu Chen Wuding's face. The cultivation levels of the two had already been told to him by Hu Chen Huiqing when he came back yesterday.

“Hehehe… Brother Qiukong, you are too modest. If you fail in the first round with your Qi Condensation level of the late tenth level, then I, with my Qi Condensation level of the ninth level, will have no hope at all!”

"Oh! You are quite self-aware. Why did you come back to embarrass yourself?"

Just as Hu Chen Wuding finished speaking, a gloomy voice rang out.