The sun sets, and the sky is covered with fiery clouds as red as blood.

In the ancestral hall of Tengjiazhuang, the two oil lamps on the offering table emit a bright yellow light, reflecting on the layers of ancestral tablets behind the offering table.

In front of the offering table, an old man with a tiger's back pinched a long incense stick and respectfully inserted it into the bronze incense burner.

The green smoke curled on the lit incense head swirled up like a cloud, swept a black leather whip, sank into the black ancestral tablet, and dissipated.

Behind the old man, a middle-aged man knelt on the smooth bluestone ground with his bare chest, and with the help of the light, he could tell that this face was Teng Yongfan, and his face was full of panic at this time.

After the incense was finished, the old man bowed forward and took off the black leather whip offered in front of the ancestral tablet with both hands, the whip was more than three feet long, the thickness of the thumb, and under the light, it could be seen that the stars were dotted with metallic luster.

Teng Yongfan's body couldn't help but tremble, but he straightened his back and didn't dare to move.

The old man walked behind the two of them, and the leather whip was raised high and fell fiercely.

"Pap" "Pap" "Pap" ......

The loud whipping sound continued, Teng Yongfan gritted his teeth, straightened his back, endured the pain, and did not dare to show the slightest resentment on his face.

After dozens of lashes, his back was already covered with blood, and the flesh and blood debris stained the leather whip bright red.

Only then did the old man stop and said majestically, "Do you know why I beat you?" ”

"Master, I don't know!" The severe pain made him clench his fists, and the green tendons on his arms burst out, Teng Yongfan gritted his teeth and said.

"Then let me ask you, as the patriarch of Tengjiazhuang, what should you focus on?" The old man asked in a loud voice.

"Clan inheritance is important!"

"Then why are you greedy for purple light cold iron?"

"I ......" Teng Yongfan's face froze, and he was speechless for a moment.

Seeing Teng Yongfan like this, the old man's face softened a little: "Look up, the ancestors of this ancestral hall, for the inheritance of my Teng clan, they threw their heads and spilled their blood, and led the clansmen to endure humiliation and hardship in this Dayan Mountain. ”

"What can the clan rely on to inherit it until now?" The old man asked again.

"It depends on the people's self-improvement, and there are ......" Teng Yongfan hesitated.

"What else?"

"And ...... Compromises and don't mess with right and wrong! Teng Yongfan said with difficulty.

"It's rare that you still remember what I taught, but why did a piece of purple light cold iron make you forget about this!" The old man turned around and looked at Teng Yongfan angrily.

"Master, I want to ......"

"What do you want, you want to keep the purple light cold iron as a family heirloom?" Without waiting for Teng Yongfan to finish speaking, the old man snorted coldly and interrupted his words unceremoniously.

"Master!" Teng Yongfan raised his head suddenly, looked directly at the old man, and said with a look of grievance and stubbornness: "I never dared to have such an idea, I wanted to exchange it for money to support the young people in the family." I don't want them to be like us, because the lack of silver has delayed the cultivation of the inner strength and mental method, and there is no chance to become a real martial artist. ”

Speaking of this, Teng Yongfan's eyes were full of tears, and his voice was choked.

Sighing, a trace of loneliness flashed in the old man's eyes, and he stepped forward and patted Teng Yongfan on the shoulder: "The clan delayed you, originally with your capital."

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Quality, if you are born in those big families, you can be sent to the Guiyuan Sect, and you have a great hope of becoming a second-rate martial artist. ”

To say this is a bit of an underestimation of Teng Yongfan's talent, a person who can cultivate to a strength of 1,200 jin by relying on the crop style, once he cultivates the internal strength and heart method, he is likely to break through to a first-class martial artist in the future.

"Master, don't say that, without you and without the clan, I, Teng Yongfan, would have starved to death...... Teng Yongfan hurriedly said.

The old man waved his hand: "You also know that although the clan has gained something, it has to pay the annual money to the White Horse Gang every year, plus the daily consumption of the clan, and you can't save much silver in a year." ”

"You are the future patriarch, you should know that. The people who were delayed were not only you, but also me, and Qinghu, although he lifted a sixty-pound stone lock at the annual festival, but I never thought of using this money. Unless there is a six-year-old genius in the clan who can lift more than eighty pounds of stone locks, no one can use the money they have saved."

"However, if we buy the Purple Light Cold Iron, we can get hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, which is enough to support the children of the clan to go to the Guiyuan Sect to learn the secrets of internal strength." Teng Yongfan said eagerly.

"You!"

The old man held a leather whip, stared at Teng Yongfan with some hatred, shook his head and sighed: "I still haven't figured it out!" ”

"Let me ask you, who do we sell the Purple Light Cold Iron to?"

"Of course it's the Vientiane Pavilion......" Teng Yongfan didn't think about it, so he said as a matter of course.

"Sell things worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to the Vientiane Pavilion, and you won't be afraid of them killing people and taking money." The old man laughed angrily.

"No, the reputation of Vientiane Pavilion has always been very good......" Teng Yongfan hesitated a little, and his voice suddenly lowered.

"Hmph, naïve!" The old man snorted coldly and said mercilessly, "There is no cat in this world who is not greedy and has a good reputation, which can only show that they are clever and do things secretly." ”

"Hundreds of thousands of taels of things, in exchange for me as the steward of Vientiane Pavilion, I would rather choose to kill all the people in Tengjiazhuang than paying real money." The old man's eyes were cold, and his words were full of disdain.

"For a few thousand taels of silver, the White Horse Gang dares to slaughter the village and destroy the village, don't you think Vientiane Pavilion will not dare!"

"This ......"

Teng Yongfan was speechless for a moment, imagining the scene depicted by the old man in his mind, and instantly shuddered, and cold sweat fell like rain.

If that really happens, he is a sinner in Tengjiazhuang.

"Although the purple light cold iron is good, it is a hot potato to us, we can't keep it, and we don't dare to sell it, now you say, what should we do?" The old man gritted his teeth, stared at Teng Yongfan, and asked.

"Master, my mind is in a mess right now, I really don't know what to do, you decide, I'll listen to you." At this time, Teng Yongfan was like a child who had done something wrong, he lowered his head, and no longer dared to hope to leave the purple light cold iron, which is a treasure, this is clearly a guillotine hanging around his neck.

"Hmph, thanks to Qingshan this time, if he hadn't appeared in time, you and Yonglei would have made a big mistake." The old man weighed the piece of purple light cold iron in his hand, and said coldly, "I arranged for that young man to come to your house, you and Alan should take good care of him, and when he wakes up, he will immediately send someone to inform me, as for this piece of purple light cold iron, I have my own arrangements." ”

Teng Yongfan naturally agreed repeatedly!

"Remember the lesson of this time, and think more about it in the future! Okay, let's go back, remember to take some medicine, I recently received a hundred Bihan knives from the salt merchant, and they must be built on time, and you still need to participate. As for going to the Bishui Hantan to get water, you don't care about it for now, I will arrange it for someone else. The old man instructed.