Hanwu Mountain, which is five hundred miles away from Xueyu City, is the ancestral land of the Lu family, and it is also the place where the ancestors of the past dynasties buried their bones. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

According to the custom, after the annual sacrifice, all the disciples who remain in the clan must come to this mountain, one to worship the ancestors, and the other is also regarded as the experience of the clan.

The Cold Misty Mountain is towering into the clouds, almost all of them are cliffs, even if the monks of the Quenching Realm want to climb it, it is not easy to climb it, the most important thing is that the top of the mountain is covered by cold ice, which does not melt all year round, and the climate is extremely harsh.

On the top of the Cold Misty Mountain, there was a bronze statue on a seven-story platform, and the scorching flames shimmered and trembled, even in such a cold wind, it was never extinguished.

This is the fire Jiao oil, it is said to be the oil extracted from the flesh of the red horn stalk, this demon beast has a thin dragon blood, its oil is the best source of fire, even if it can be burned underwater, no matter how low the temperature will not be extinguished.

I heard that the stock in the Treasure Hunting Pavilion is very small, and it is generally only supplied to wealthy families like the Lu family, and even the Lu family will only buy it in large quantities at the end of the year every year.

"Branding Star Pupil Ding, this is a real treasure. In the crowd below the high platform, Lu Li's eyes were deep, and through the cold fog in the sky, he fell on the copper tripod.

Although a treasure weapon is amazingly powerful, but the most powerful thing in the Lu family is the spirit weapon called the Seven Treasure Glazed Armor, it is said that except for the head of the family and a few old antiques that are not born in the world, no one has ever seen that spirit armor at all.

However, it would be a big mistake to despise this brand star pupil pattern tripod, because in the Lu family, the status of this treasure tripod is no less than the Seven Treasure Glazed Armor, the reason is very simple, it was originally owned by the ancestors of the Lu family, and it has been passed down to this day after several generations, and now it is a symbol of authority.

"Alas, this year, it is still the descendants who are in the lead. Next to him, Lu Qinghou sighed.

The year-end festival is the highlight of the year, so no one in the Lu family dares to slack off, and they have already begun to prepare a few months ago, especially the descendants of the disciples, all of whom are rich and rich, with all kinds of treasures and pills, even in this deep mountain range, they can walk on the ground, and it is difficult to affect them much in the harsh climate, and in the end, almost nine CD reached the peak.

However, the side disciples are not so lucky, they have a weak foundation, and they can't be compared with the descendants in terms of resources, in such a Jedi, some people even give up their lives, and there are not a few who quit halfway.

As a result, the number of collateral disciples who reached the peak was actually less than two percent, and there were only three or two big cats and small cats.

"In comparison, the overall quality of the side disciples is indeed much worse. ”

Lu Li glanced at it, shook his head and said, although they are of the same Lu family's bloodline, but the difference in treatment is more than a star and a half, it is precisely because of this that today's situation has been created, the disparity between strength and weakness is getting bigger and bigger, and the resources of the side disciples are getting less and less, and more importantly, among the clan, those descendants of the descendants have no respect at all, just like treating slaves.

"You bastard, I'll kill you. ”

Suddenly, a roar resounded, echoing in the wind and snow, everyone looked over, a side disciple was full of anger, one arm had disappeared, the blood was still flowing at the broken arm, he was held by his companions, and not far away stood a boy in a fancy suit, looking coldly.

"Let go of me, I'm going to kill him, if it weren't for him, my brother wouldn't be dead. The young man with the broken arm was like crazy, his eyes bloodshot, and he kept struggling.

"It's his own lack of strength, who is to blame?" said the young man in Chinese clothes coldly.

"You brute, obviously he saved you, but you pushed him out, and I want you to pay for your life. Like a raging beast, the young man with the severed arm struggled to the ground, but was crushed to the ground by his companions, his nails sunk into the dirt, and his eyes were bleeding with tears.

"Calm down. His companion shouted, his eyes flashing with anger and hatred, but in this case, they were powerless to fight.

The young man in the fancy dress not far away just looked at him coldly, with a hint of ridicule in his cold eyes.

"What's going on?"

"We met the Xuanbing Cold Snake halfway, Ziyan's younger brother saved him, but he used it as a shield, and was finally swallowed alive by the Xuanbing Cold Snake, Ziyan also broke an arm in order to save his brother, but after all, it was still ......" A disciple couldn't bear to say more.

The young man in the Chinese costume was obviously from the lineage, but he just glanced at it indifferently, and didn't even say hello, and walked in the direction of the lineage disciple.

"Ziyan ......" Lu Qinghou walked over, looking at the empty broken arm, a touch of pain flashed in his eyes.

"That's my brother, my brother who lives with each other. The young man with the broken arm had a hollow look in his eyes and repeated the sentence mechanically, his nails digging deep into the flesh.

"Did you do it?" Lu Qinghou looked at the young man in the fancy clothes and said coldly.

"How many disciples of my Lu family are going to die in this snowy mountain every year? If their strength is not good, they come to worship the mountain, who can blame them if they die?"

"You ......" The disciples on the side were excited, but they were helpless.

The young man in the costume glanced at it and said lightly: "Lu Qinghou, I advise you to settle down, don't learn to be strong, and want to frame me in just a few words?" Hmph, do you think anyone will believe their words?"

In the Lu family, only the high-level and descendant really have the right to speak, which is also the saddest place for the side disciples.

At this time, the commotion had already attracted everyone's attention, but the disciples of the descendant line stopped paying attention with a slight glance, and the prince in Huafu also walked straight over.

"What's going on, what's wrong?" a man in green clothes greeted him.

The man in Chinese clothes shook his head with a smile: "It's not a problem, it's just a small accident." ”

"Alas. ”

The side disciples looked at the prince in Huafu and sighed weakly, this is the disparity in identity, in this case they can't do anything, especially Lu Ziyan, who lost his arm and lost his relatives, but he could only lick his wounds alone in sadness.

"Could it be that the Lu family's family rules are useless to the descendants of the disciples?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, although it was not loud, but it sounded in everyone's ears, especially those descendants of the disciples felt extremely harsh, and the figures on the nine-story platform were even more sensational, and they all looked over.

"Who? who would dare to be so bold on such an occasion?"

"Killing fellow disciples, killing or killing, do you do it yourself, or do you want to punish the elders for using family law?"

In the wind and snow, the owner of the voice slowly walked out, revealing an angular face, who is it not Lu Li?

"Him?"

Lu ...... Leave?"

Everyone's hearts were chuckling, feeling extremely strange, in the past two years, this family outcast who has always been low-key has been unusual, daring to talk nonsense on such an occasion, this is simply looking for death.

At this moment, the side disciples were all stunned.

Lu Lingxuan's beautiful eyes were slightly cold, and she sneered.

Manager Yuan looked at it at a glance, revealing coldness and indifference.

Even those at the top are paying attention here.