The Qin clan is a wealthy family in Qingyun City, and it is called the same as the Yun family of the city lord's mansion and the merchants of Wanbao Pavilion.

For the Qin clan, there are only two things that are most important in a year, one is the annual sacrifice, and the other is the family competition. The former pays homage to the ancestors and prays to the heavens, while the latter selects the elite and inherits the incense.

On this day, it is the day of the Qin clan's big competition, and all the powerful forces in Qingyun City have been invited, especially the merchants, the younger generation of the Yun family, almost all of them were present, after all, the three families have always been competitive, and they are still extremely eager to understand the strength of the Qin clan's peers, and the Qin family is also extremely generous, and they are not afraid of being found out by the other party, and the door is wide open.

The sky is not yet bright, the sky above the Qin Mansion, the fragrance is swirling, the bell is boiling, a holy and solemn scene.

"Family Dabi, is it finally here?" In the backyard, Qin Hao walked out of his house, clenched his fists, and looked at the sky, this **** stayed in the mansion with his real identity.

On the day of Dabi, when the bell rings, all the disciples have to rush to the sacrificial platform, burn incense to tell the heavens, open the battle platform, whether it is a descendant disciple, or a side disciple, can take the stage to fight, the winner can be vigorously cultivated by the family, obtain rich resources, this is also the past dynasties, each side disciple has the opportunity to climb the dragon gate, at that time, not only the Qin clan high-level come forward, the heads of the major forces will also be present.

Sacrificial martial arts platform, this is the Qin nationality of the important land, weekdays guarded by the silver shark guard, unless the day of Dabi, otherwise never lightly opened, at this moment the flame is scorching, illuminating the sky, the bell rings, shaking the eight directions, the guests who watch the ceremony are solemn, watching on the high platform in the distance.

"This family competition, I'm afraid that the side disciples are going to rise."

"Who said it wasn't, Qin Changsheng rose strongly, Qin Yan and Qin Feng of the former scenery all died in Zhaoyao Mountain, Senior Brother Qin Ming didn't rush back, and Qin Yu entered the Heavenly Spirit Sect, alas."

The two disciples hid in the crowd, looked at the high altar, and whispered.

"The side disciples are really lucky, Qin Zichuan was ...... back then"

"The Qin family is really amazing, there was a Qin Zichuan back then, known as ......"

The disciple's face was not angry, and someone whispered, but as soon as he said the name 'Qin Zichuan', he was scolded by his companion.

"You're crazy, dare to mention that person's name in the Qin family, don't die!"

The man knew that he was speechless, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally, and he immediately closed his mouth.

"On a day like today, if you are heard from above, be careful to peel your skin."

His companion raised his eyelids and looked at the altar in a vicious warning.

A blood-red swelled up on that person's face, but he didn't dare to speak, Qin Changsheng had a five-fire melting golden body, as the heir of Qin Zichuan, he had already made the Qin family extremely jealous, but recently a cold mountain had emerged, and that day the clouds were on the platform, breaking the martial arts and asking the heavens, and recently he had killed three masters of the Qin family's armor realm, and even Bai Piaoxue, the disciple of the Black Prison Sword Monarch, was defeated under that person's hands.

In the past six years, the Qin family's nerves have never been so tense, and the name that made them taboo to the extreme appeared in everyone's field of vision like a nightmare.

"That man is amazing, even though he has passed away for many years, he has left two such powerful heirs." The man sighed in awe.

"Huh, so what? But his son is a waste, don't look at him in the last hunting battle, but waste is still waste after all, there is no hope of stepping into the realm of divine power in his life, even we are not as good, the more beautiful the two heirs, the more pitiful he is, including that man, the hero I, but he left such a waste son, I am afraid that I can't look at it under Jiuquan. ”

The disciple next to him ruthlessly said the reality, his voice was cold and indifferent, and when the others heard this, they nodded one after another, with a look of playfulness on their faces, and at the same time their eyes swept away, looking for Qin Hao's figure in the crowd, this waste is usually very low-key.

At this moment, in the corner of the square, Qin Hao's eyes were like water, calm and deep, looking at the scorching and burning altar, it was also here that year, he was first revealed, showing his talents, subduing his peers with peerless qualifications, standing at the peak of the Qin clan, after Qin Zichuan suffered a catastrophe, even he was affected, was abolished overnight, and fell into the dust.

"Dad, today I will definitely get back everything that the Qin family owes you." Qin Hao's eyes were firm, and his fists were clenched.

Suddenly, Huang Zhong was shocked, all the disciples were upright, looking up, a group of people rushed in, the tiger roared and the dragon roared, each exuding a powerful aura, and the leader was the patriarch of the Qin clan, Qin Yingyuan, his eyes were like a cold pool, unpredictable, and when he swept it gently, he had an inviolable majesty.

"Meet the Patriarch." The crowd shouted.

Qin Yingyuan didn't pay attention to it, his eyes were slightly certain, and he looked at one place, where stood a young man, his eyebrows were smart, and his bearing was chic, it was Qin Changsheng, he was now in a big trend, and he had a master's demeanor in every move, and there were a lot of elites standing behind him, the weakest of which also had the cultivation of the Divine Power Realm.

Qin Changsheng's appearance made people's eyes shine, this side disciple who came out of the house, after all, accumulated the general momentum and ascended to the sky to turn into a dragon, and he was no longer the shabby disciple with no name and no power back then, as soon as he entered, a group of young people got out of the way and cast awe-inspiring eyes at him, especially those side disciples, each with excitement in their eyes.

"It really made him the climate." Qin Yingyuan sneered and said lightly.

"Patriarch, it seems that this kid is also prepared, and he wants to openly call out, but he didn't see that cold mountain moon." Qin Zhongqi leaned over and said softly.

"Hmph." Qin Yingyuan sneered, immediately looked in one direction, and finally locked his eyes on Qin Hao's body: "It's okay, it's just two little cubs, they can't make any big waves, that waste is Qin Zichuan's bloodline, what are they?" The name is not right, the words are not good, two little mice, as long as you hold this waste firmly in your hands, are you afraid that they will not comply? ”

Qin Yingyuan smiled fiercely, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, he was high up, with a confident appearance, as if everything was under his control.

"The patriarch is wise, hehe, Qin Zichuan's greatest contribution to the Qin family is probably to give birth to this waste son." Qin Zhongqi smiled gloomily.

"The ceremony begins, please be respectful." As the elder fell, next to the high altar, two rows of stone seats rose up, and a group of people walked over, led by two people with a strong aura and extraordinary aura, as soon as they appeared, even Qin Hao's eyes jumped, revealing deep meaning.

"The big shopkeeper of Wanbao Pavilion, Shangtong Jia."

"Qingyun City Lord, Yun Qingtian."

This time, the Qin clan was in a big competition, and two giants actually came.