Chapter 3: Epiphany
"Father...?trust...?disappointed...?" Ming Xuan lowered his head and repeated Ming Feng's words, his hands had been clenched into fists at some point, and the green tendons on his arms were even more violent.
"Although Feng'er and Yi'er's cultivation talents are not weak, they are still far from real cultivation geniuses, and their achievements in this life can only reach the heights that they can achieve as fathers at most. Such a high degree of protection of my Ming family's current foundation will not cause my Ming family to decline, but I want to bring my Ming family to a higher platform........ Xuan'er, you are the key!"
“......”
"Ladies and gentlemen, in this spatial rift, you can sacrifice anyone, but Ming Xuan must live, because he is the key to the rise of my Ming family! This is my last plea for you as the head of the Ming family, I hope that all the clansmen must believe in me and protect their safety!"
The scenes that appeared in Mingxuan's mind yesterday were replayed again......
"Daddy, don't worry, Xuan'er will never cry again in the future, no matter what difficulties Xuan'er encounters, Xuan'er will never back down. And Xuan'er promised his father that he would definitely work hard to cultivate well in the future, protect the family well, and definitely make my Ming family the most powerful force in the world!"
"And Xuan'er promised his father that he would definitely work hard to cultivate in the future......"
"Take good care of the family's ......."
"It will definitely make my Ming family the most powerful force in the world!"
“......”
In the end, Mingxuan's mind was only left with the promise he made to his father when he was a child, again... Again... Again...... The ground repeats.
Looking at Ming Xuan, who fell into his own obsession again because of his perfunctory persuasion, Ming Feng couldn't help but sigh and shook his head lightly again. But he didn't mean to disturb Ming Xuan, but turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff again, and looked at Mingjiazhuang at the foot of the mountain.
"Father, will Xiao Xuan really be the key to the rise of my Ming family?" Ming Feng murmured softly in his heart.
The sun is in the sky, and it is noon.
When Ming Feng woke up from his stunned state, he was surprised to find that Ming Xuan had already stood quietly beside him at some point, also staring at Mingjiazhuang under the mountain.
"Huh!"
After carefully glancing at Ming Xuan beside him, Ming Feng couldn't help but let out a soft sound.
"What's wrong, big brother?"
Ming Xuan, who was pulled back to his thoughts by Ming Feng's frightened voice, couldn't help but stare at Ming Feng with a puzzled look on his face and asked.
After staring at Ming Xuan again for a while, Ming Feng said in an extremely serious tone: "Xiao Xuan, you have changed!"
"Has it changed? Where has it changed?" Ming Xuan scratched his head, looking dazed and at a loss.
"Looks!"
"Eyes?"
"Yes, that's right! It's the eyes!" Mingfeng's tone was full of determination, and at the same time there was an unknown joy.
"Before, there was only one color in your eyes, and that was family hatred. But now I see something else in your eyes, and of course as for what it is, only you know best!"
"Hehe!" When Ming Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle twice, and then quipped: "Big brother really deserves to be the head of the family, and there is a reason why he can lead my Ming family to gain a firm foothold in the northwest of the Barbarian Spirit Continent in just ten years, and become one of the four major forces." With your ability to discern, you can even see the slight emotional changes of your little brother at a glance, which is really admirable!"
Listening to Ming Xuan's joking words, Ming Feng, who was still smiling, couldn't help but be petrified directly on the spot, this ...... Is this still the Xiao Xuan I remember? I have to say that there has been a change, but is this change a little too huge?
"Ahem!"
Looking at the eldest brother who was staring at him like an alien, Ming Xuan couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and he also realized the inappropriateness of the sudden change in his painting style, and couldn't help coughing twice in embarrassment.
"Hehe, you kid! suddenly came out with your eldest brother, and it really blinded me. It seems that after this failure, you have really figured out a lot of things, and the knot that has been troubled in your heart for many years can be regarded as untied, and I don't have to worry about you in the future, and I can devote myself to developing my Ming family's power in the northwest!" Ming Feng couldn't help but say with a relieved face.
"In this way, I can be regarded as worthy of my father, at least Xiao Xuan won't live so tired! As for my father, second brother, Xue'er, and Rui'er...... And the hatred of all the dead clansmen, let me bear it! Xiao Xuan has borne this hatred with the weak heart of a child for more than ten years, and this hatred should not be allowed to continue to torture him!"
In the last paragraph, Ming Feng did not say it on his lips, but secretly said it to himself in his heart.
"Well, to this day, Xuan'er has indeed figured out some things!" Ming Xuan said with a serious face.
"Although Xuan'er has no spiritual vein, this life is not valuable, but no matter how I say it, my life is also exchanged for my life by the strong people of my Ming family, so in this way, my life is not only not worthless, but more precious! Although I know that everyone is desperate to save me, a large part of the reason is because of what my father said before he died, believing that I am the hope of the future of the Ming family, so he sacrificed his life to save me. ”
"But no matter what kind of psychology my father said at that time, his ultimate goal was to let me live and live well! So I can't be sorry for my father, I can't be sorry for all the clansmen who died to save me, I must live well! The family feud Xuan'er will never forget it no matter what, and the will to avenge my father and the dead clan will never be extinguished, but I should not be blinded by these hatreds and live completely in hatred. ”
Speaking of this, Ming Xuan paused, and glanced at Ming Feng beside him gratefully.
"In addition, there is also the eldest brother who has been silently protecting me in order to take care of me, and he also hopes that I will not live in the abyss of hatred and lose my vision of life!
"Hahaha....." When Ming Feng heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly look up to the sky and laugh.
"Xiao Xuan, that's a good point! This is the bearing that a man of my Ming family should have, not afraid of hatred, not forgetting family feuds, but also not being blinded and enslaved by hatred, living a wonderful life, so as to be worthy of all the sacrifices of my Ming family!"
After saying that, I saw Ming Feng flip it over with one hand, and a small jade bottle of mutton fat and a simple scroll appeared in his hand.
Then Ming Feng handed the two things to Ming Xuan before he spoke: "Xiao Xuan, here is a Condensing Spirit Pill and a scroll of mortal upper-grade spirit recipes. Originally, I was going to give it to you yesterday, but when I saw that you lost your mind because of your obsession, I didn't plan to give it to you again, so that you wouldn't fall deeper and deeper because of forced cultivation. But now that you've had an epiphany, I can rest assured that I'll hand over these things to you. As for whether or not you choose to cultivate, it's up to you to decide on your own will!"
Looking at the two things in front of him, Ming Xuan had already opened his mouth wide in surprise. The first kind of Spirit Condensing Pill is okay, it is a cultivation resource that the disciples of the Ming family can receive every month, and its function is to assist in the condensation of the spiritual eye, which is very useful for the spiritual disciple period.
But the second kind of mortal high-level spiritual technique, this is not an ordinary thing. You must know that the most important thing in the Xuan Spirit Realm is the spirit formula, a mortal low-level spirit recipe can create a small force, and a mortal high-level spirit recipe can completely cultivate a force like the Ming family. Therefore, the preciousness of this mortal top-grade spiritual recipe in front of him is naturally self-evident.
"Big brother, where did you get this scroll of mortal top-grade spirit formula?" Ming Xuan stretched out his hand to take the spirit formula, but he couldn't help but stare at Ming Feng and asked curiously.
"It was auctioned at the Zhenbao auction last month. Ming Feng said in a non-salty tone, "Although my Ming family's Yuan Ling Jue is a spirit product mid-level spirit recipe, it is two orders higher in level than this mortal grade high-level spirit recipe in front of me. However, the way the aura operates in various spiritual formulas and the direction of the spiritual qi in the meridians are not the same, and the cultivators already have different physiques and meridian properties, so it is not easy to find a cultivation spiritual recipe that is completely suitable for oneself. And if a spiritual recipe is completely contrary to one's own physique, cultivation is often half the effort. ”
"Xiao Xuan, I see that you have been cultivating the Yuan Spirit Technique for three years, although you do not have a spiritual vein in your own detection, but you can feel the spiritual energy, and you can also absorb the spiritual energy into your body. This means that you may not be completely devoid of spiritual veins, but that there may be some kind of hidden spiritual vein, but this hidden spiritual vein cannot be detected. ”
"And the reason why you leave less than one hundred spiritual qi every time you absorb into your body, I think it may be the reason why the spiritual technique you cultivate is completely contrary to your own physique, so I thought about finding another spiritual recipe for you. It just so happened that there was a spiritual recipe auction at this treasure auction, so I bought it. It's just that this grade may indeed be a little unsatisfactory, so you will just cultivate and take a look at it first. ”
Listening to Ming Feng's understatement, Ming Xuan's heart had already set off a storm. With his intelligence, he naturally knows how much the eldest brother paid to get this spiritual trick in his hands. Not to mention that the spirit recipe itself is precious and abnormal, just if Ming Feng wants to buy it, he must have used a lot of family resources. And once the family's cultivation resources are used, then those old antiques in the family will definitely come forward to interfere.
Although Ming Fenggui is the head of the family and has the right to mobilize all the resources of the Ming family, the current Ming family is no longer the Ming family when his father Ming Zhanhao was in power. Even the reason why the eldest brother Mingfeng was able to become the head of the family was because of the old antiques because of his father's contribution to the family.
At the same time, in order to resist Ming Feng's waste of cultivation resources on Ming Xuan, those old antique elders also jointly established a 'Council of Elders'. A new rule was also made that the use of any cultivation resources within the family, even if it was called by the head of the family, must go through the Council of Elders.
Despite such a big restriction, Mingfeng still bought it, which shows how great the family pressure Mingfeng is under for this.
Thinking of this, Ming Xuan only felt a sour nose. Over the years, he had been so focused on cultivation that he had completely ignored the troubles that his eldest brother Mingfeng had suffered in the family. As a younger brother, not only can he not share his worries, but he also needs his eldest brother to be distracted to take care of him everywhere, and even because of himself, the eldest brother has been saddled with the exclusion of the family.
"Alas, it seems that it is indeed time for me to change myself, otherwise there is no hope of revenge, and it will drag down the development of the family!" Ming Xuan took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.