In the great world of cultivation, all ethnic groups in order to snatch the fortune of heaven, Urging future generations, working hard, it can be described as a miracle trick, the ancient Wei Zhuang Gong abandoned the nine sons in Longtan, and there were martial artists who incarnated as servants to saddle the front and horse for their sons, and today's retreat family is desolate The Yan family also made a decision to emulate the ancients, the Yan family high-level after layers of secret discussions, decided, will send several clan candidates down the mountain, sent into the mixed miscellaneous sects, do not help them grow and let themselves fend for themselves, a hundred years later, the generations whose achievements will shock the world, both have the opportunity to succeed to the next generation of family heads, and the people of the clan are not allowed to interfere.

This is a very harsh decision, today's Yan family has experienced tens of thousands of years of wind and frost and still stands tall, and is often called the 'Desolate Imperial Family' by the world, with a transcendent status, as if it were a god.

The world knows that his name praises Gao Yang, and that his back is unforgettable, and the words Yan family have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the world.

But now the environment of the world is cruel, this vast and boundless area, although the scenery is beautiful, the products are abundant, but it is always not comparable to the upper realm, the door to the upper realm is only opened once every thousand years, and in the last two thousand years, the Yan family has received less and less quota allocation, the lack of quota is not the Yan family's declining mountains, but the suppression of the heavenly way is getting more and more terrifying, not only the Yan family has a hunch, even other families have smelled the unusual breath in the world.

The gateway to the upper realm is getting smaller, which is what the races don't want to see, and it is also the initiator behind the strange tricks of the races.

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The sun is thin, the sun is setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun will smear the small world where the Yan family is located into a golden yellow, the tender green grass is golden and yellow, and a little bit of cattle and sheep are scattered on the golden chessboard like chess pieces, as if they were born to exist as coordinated, flawless.

A huge golden city with a slight sporadic black light is located in the middle of this small world, like a sleeping golden dragon, coiled in a comfortable basin-like nest**.

The main city of the Yan family, the terrain of the inner city is more than twice as high as that of the outer city, and the style is obviously different from the buildings of the outer city.

The starlight on the astrological tower in the main city is dotted, and before the night falls, the starlight has already shrouded the astrological platform, which is the tears of the stars, as if reminiscing about the familiar time.

Regardless of day and night on the white moon platform, the white pop moonlight is like water, and the moonlight seems to be frozen by time, and has never dispersed on the bright moon platform, as if looking back at the eternal remembrance that has been condensed.

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In the evening, the Yan family's new proposal passed the approval of the Presbyterian Church.

The atmosphere of the Yan family is a little delicate, some people are happy and some are sad, for those family teenagers who have been tempered by death, the proposal in this bill is nothing more than yearning and full of temptation, but for those who usually have to eat, drink and have fun, this is really not a good deal.

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The night is about to be deep, but tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, and Yan Yu, who was standing outside his father's study, could vaguely hear the sound of wine in the courtyard with special joy.

Yan Yu has just turned sixteen this year, and he is handsome, although he is a little thin and does not look so strong, but there is a proud confidence between his eyebrows, which sets off his whole person extraordinarily.

Yan Yu is the third son of Yan Luo, the contemporary patriarch of the Yan family, and the true successor of the Yan family. However, it is a pity that Yan Yu is not a martial arts genius, on the contrary, Yan Yu's body belongs to a half-crippled body, which dooms him to have no chance with the family position.

For others, today may be a day worth celebrating, but for Yan Yu, today is the day he got the sentence letter, and his heart is completely dead.

After all, the Yan family can't tolerate him as a half-wasted idler.

Bang bang ...

Yan Yu raised his hand and knocked on the door of the study

"Come in. ”

Yan Yu, who was standing outside the study, heard his father's indifferent voice in the study.

Squeak...

Yan Yu, who tried his best to squeeze a smile on his face, raised his hand with a somewhat stiff face, gently pushed open the door that exuded a faint antique fragrance, and stepped in.

In the antique study, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, with a sharp edge like a knife, horizontal eyebrows, and a slightly thin sword eye, and a breath like a sea are seriously reviewing the folds on the desk.

The middle-aged man who was reviewing the folds was none other than Yan Luo, the contemporary head of the Yan family, a master of the Yuan Destroying Realm, looking at the entire barren continent, there were not many people who could compete with him.

"Father. Looking at his father, who had lost a lot of weight than in previous years, Yan Yu felt a little guilty. He has two Yuan Mansions but can't condense the Yuan Seed, so his ruthless father must have been worried about his future.

"Xiao Yu, you should know what your father called Xiao Han to call you. Yan Luo opened his mouth, and it was not until he finished reading the last book and put down his pen and ink that he raised his eyes to look at his eldest son Yan Yu, who had not seen him for more than a month.

"The boy heard. ”

Yan Yu opened his mouth to reply, and his face, which could still maintain a hint of a smile, gradually hardened.

He still knows very well how strict the clan rules are, just like the five deep scars on his back, which are forever branded in Yan Yu's heart.

Looking at Yan Yu's demeanor as hard as a stubborn stone, Yan Luo didn't care, got up and walked to Yan Yu's side, and said: "Xiao Yu, you are already sixteen, and it is time to accept the test of the family, although you can only barely condense the aura into the body, and there is no Yuan seed in the Yuan Mansion, but this cannot be a reason for your cowardice." Father wants you to meet your own creation outside, and the one who stands at the bottom of the well always desires the heavens higher than the one who stands on the great peak. ”

Although Yan Luo was born with a cold eye towards his eldest son, a trace of hope flashed in his eyes when he finished speaking.

Yan Yu did not answer.

"The outcome of this council of elders is still very cruel to you young people of your generation, although some people are not happy to see me pass on the position of head of the family to you, but if you are not willing to accept the trial, I will not blame you. ”

Yan Luo had already turned his back, knowing that his son was Mo Ruo's father, he could understand Yan Yu's mood at the moment, the child abandoned by his father was not destined to be a happy child.

Although Yan Yu couldn't figure out his father's attitude from Yan Luo's tone, he knew that once he rejected his father, he would face an even more terrifying catastrophe, as cruel as the ordeal a few years ago.

Yan Yu laughed at himself in his heart, taking the test, these four words may only be the same idea in his father's heart, in the eyes of the rest of the clan, this is an order that is a hundred times more terrifying than the expulsion order.

You don't see blood when you kill people, you don't spit out bones when you eat people.

"Thank you for your father's kindness, and the child should also return to another country, and ask the father to take care of him in the days when the child is not there. ”

After a very pleasant passage, Yan Yu turned around and didn't look at Yan Luo again, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the study, his eyes full of loneliness.

"I will send shadow guards to protect you in secret, if you want to live an ordinary life, no one will bother you. ”

There came from behind, Yan Luo's slightly ruthless words in love.

Yan Yu didn't look back, but when he heard this, he stopped moving forward and asked a question that had been mentioned countless times but could not be answered.

"Where is my mother's grave?"

This is the last sentence Yan Yu asked before leaving, if you don't ask, there will really be no chance in the future.

"In the Upper Realm. ”

In the end, Yan Luo still told the truth.

Yan Luo can let this unangry son know the truth, this matter is not a secret, but it is a sore spot for Yan Yu, it is necessary to let him know that he will be more painful.

Yan Yu no longer stayed, he didn't want to stay for a long time, this is the place where the strong live, and he is destined to have no intersection with him, even if his father is the master of this small world.

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Yan Yu was born in the Dantian Shuangyuan Mansion, but before the clansmen had time to celebrate, they found that Yan Yuyuan's Mansion was empty, and the Yan family was also treated as a joke by other clans after tea and dinner because of an heir like him.

How I longed to one day be able to walk on this land as a strong man with a swagger on my waist, but my body betrayed myself.

Mother was forced to die on the white moon platform for unknown reasons, Yan Luo has treated Yan Yu coldly since he was a child, and all the hardships that need to be borne by the clan are forced to be taken alone, these can be forgotten by the bewitchment of the sidewords, but today my father is determined to invite himself out of the Yan family

。 When Yan Yu heard this from the clansmen, he still didn't believe it, but when he verified it from his father, Yan Yu's heart was cold.

Knowing that he would die, he sent himself to that domain, whether he was gambling, or really didn't care.

Yan Yu was dressed in white and walked on the Cuiping Cliff and hurried towards the Qingjian Cliff under the bright moon, Yan Yu didn't notice it, and there was a beautiful little tail behind him.