Yunxuan Town, Ladong.

"Huh? Where is it? Yuwen Changsheng opened his hazy eyes and looked at the strange room he was in.

Squeak.

The door was pushed open, and a yellow figure walked in, what seemed to be a young girl dressed in a gorgeous mink fur.

With a tray in her hand with hot water and a hot towel on it, she walked over to the wooden table in the room and carefully placed the tray down.

"Brother Changsheng, are you finally awake?" The girl turned around, looked at Yuwen Changsheng who had woken up, and walked excitedly towards the bed where Yuwen Changsheng was lying.

"Ling'er?" Looking at Yuwen Ling'er, Yuwen Changsheng's heart suddenly had a trace of warmth.

"It's been three days, Brother Changsheng, you've been in a coma for three whole days." Yuwen Ling'er looked quite worried, and held Yuwen Changsheng's hand tightly.

"I've been in a coma for three days? Where am I now? Yuwen Changsheng tried to sit up.

"Brother Changsheng, don't worry, you are in the clan now, don't be afraid." Yuwen Ling'er carefully helped Yuwen Changsheng who wanted to get up with her hands.

"Clan? How did I come to the Clan? Yuwen Changsheng looked puzzled.

"Brother Changsheng, you, have you really forgotten?" Yuwen Ling'er stopped talking, and then helped him wipe away the tears on his cheeks.

"Ling'er, what are you going to do?" Seeing Yuwen Ling'er wiping his face, Yuwen Changsheng dodged his body slightly.

"I see you're in tears, are you remembering something sad?"

"I'm in tears?" Yuwen Changsheng subconsciously touched his feverish eyes, which still had a trace of warm tears, and he was slightly puzzled.

"I just had a weird dream... Let's not talk about this, I was in a coma for three days, three days ago... Father! Mother! Yuwen Changsheng suddenly seemed to remember something, and his eyes widened.

"Ling'er, where is my father? Where's my mom and dad? Yuwen Changsheng grabbed Yuwen Ling'er's shoulders, and his tone was quite eager.

"Brother Changsheng, don't worry, calm down... Your father and mother, they..."Yuwen Ling'er grabbed the corner of Yuwen Changsheng's sleeve, and there seemed to be an unspeakable hidden in her eyes.

"No, it won't, I don't believe it, I never will." Yuwen Changsheng's hands suddenly felt weak, and his entire body seemed to be hollowed out.

"On the night three days ago, Brother Changsheng, your servant Xiaohuan, pale and dripping with sweat, dragged you in a coma and knocked on the door of the clan."

"It was late at night, and when several of the clan guards found you and Xiaohuan on patrol, you were all unconscious, and several guards carried you into the clan and informed my father."

"What about Xiaohuan now? How is she now? When Yuwen Changsheng heard this, his heart suddenly became anxious.

"Brother Changsheng, don't worry, Xiaohuan has woken up and is fine, and she has already told my father what happened that night."

Hearing this, a stone hanging in Yuwen Changsheng's heart seemed to have fallen to the ground, but then he fell silent again.

"Originally, after Xiaohuan woke up, she said that she would come over to take care of you immediately, but I asked her to rest her body first, otherwise there will be something wrong with her body, I think, Brother Changsheng, you will also be worried."

"Ling'er, thank you." Yuwen Changsheng held Yuwen Ling'er's pair of slender jade hands tightly in his hands, but there was sadness in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Brother Changsheng, there is one more thing, originally..."Before Yuwen Ling'er finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Young Master Changsheng, I heard that you have woken up, and the patriarch and the two elders want to meet you." A clan guard stepped into the room, clasping his hands into fists.

Hearing this, Yuwen Changsheng's heart moved slightly.

"Brother Changsheng has just woken up, how did it spread so quickly... Is it someone watching outside?" Yuwen Ling'er whispered.

Yuwen Changsheng hummed lightly, and then said to Yuwen Ling'er: "Don't worry, Ling'er, I'll be back soon." ”

"Brother Changsheng, be careful." Yuwen Ling'er nodded slightly, and her eyes were full of concern.

Out of the courtyard, after several tosses, the guards finally brought Yuwen Changsheng to the most core area of the clan.

In the distance, a large hall looms in the middle of a dense forest.

Outside this hall, there were no less than 100 guards in strong clothes waiting outside, their eyes like torches.

Yuwen Changsheng followed the guard all the way into the main hall, and immediately two old men walked out of the main hall.

Although these two old men are old, they still have eyes like torches, as if they can penetrate everything.

The one on the left is wearing a black robe, with two gold patterns embroidered on the collar, giving people a sense of nobility and mystery, it is the elder of the Yuwen clan - Yuwenchen.

The other was wearing a cyan robe, with a few traces of time on his face, looking a little vicissitudes, it was another elder of the Yuwen clan - Yuwen Wen.

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn, and a solemn aura filled the air.

The moment Yuwen Changsheng stepped into the main hall, he immediately clasped his hands into fists and saluted: "Junior Yuwen Changsheng greets the two elders. The words were full of respect and humility.

Yu Wenwen waved his hand: "No need to be polite, the patriarch is waiting for you in the inner hall, come in with us." ”

The three of them walked through the bustling hall and came behind a screen.

There are three portals here, Yu Wenchen pointed forward: "The middle door leads to the inner hall, you should come for the first time." After speaking, the two led Yuwen Changsheng along a red carpet to the portal in the middle.

Coming to the door, Yuwen Wen motioned for Yuwen Changsheng to push open the door.

The door was pushed open, and Yuwen Changsheng suddenly felt the fragrance in the dimly lit inner hall.

In the center of the nave is an iron chair made of black iron, and a tiger skin is covered on the chair. There is a big tripod on the side of the chair, which is steaming and fragrant.

At this time, a richly dressed middle-aged man was already sitting on an iron chair, while another man in a black robe stood aside and was silent.

The three of them walked to the iron chair, and Yu Wenchen bowed down and said, "Patriarch, Changsheng has arrived. ”

"Hmm." A low, majestic voice came from the black iron chair.

"The junior Yuwen Changsheng visited the patriarch." Yuwen Changsheng bowed his head and clenched his fists respectfully with both hands.

The person on the seat is the patriarch of the Yuwen clan, Yuwen Ling, and Yuwen Ling'er's father.

"Changsheng, I heard from the people below that you just woke up, and you didn't let you rest much, so you rushed here, it's really unbearable." Yuwen Ling said as he carefully looked at Yuwen Changsheng.

"Patriarch, this is just a junior in the family, please pay attention to the identity." Yu Wenchen opened his mouth and reminded Yu Wenling.

Hearing this, Yu Wenling glared at Yu Wenchen without a trace.

Ignoring Yu Wenchen, Yu Wenling continued: "Speaking of which, it seems that we haven't seen each other for a long time, do you know what I want you to do here?" ”

"The juniors don't know." Yuwen Changsheng groaned for a moment.

Yuwen Ling's fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the iron chair a few times, and then got up and walked towards Yuwen Changsheng.

"I've heard about your father's mother, I've heard from your maidservant, and no one wants this to happen."

Hearing this, Yuwen Changsheng's lips pursed, but he quickly recovered.

"Changsheng, do you have a clue, who attacked your family that night?" Yuwen Ling put his hands behind his back and stood with his back to Yuwen Changsheng.

"The juniors don't know, that night... That night, a group of people in black broke into my house, and our family fought desperately against it, and suddenly the back of my neck was numb, and I was unconscious, and when I woke up, I found myself in the clan. Yuwen Changsheng responded truthfully, his eyes trembling slightly.

"I heard that on the day you were born, there was also a group of people in black who suddenly came to disturb your mother when she gave birth, and after twelve years, I don't know if there is any connection between these two groups, if..."

"Patriarch, this shouldn't be the topic we are talking about today." Yu Wenchen interrupted Yu Wenling's words.

"Patriarch, why don't we start what we are going to do today as soon as possible, so as not to disturb this junior's recuperation." After finishing speaking, without Yuwen Ling's approval, Yuwen Wen raised his hand and motioned to the black-robed man who was standing next to Yu Wenling just now to lean towards Yuwen Changsheng.

At this moment, Yuwen Changsheng realized that he had stood in a mysterious red circle at some point.

"It's... Enchantment? Yuwen Changsheng raised his eyebrows.

"Let's get started, sir." Yu Wenwen took a few steps back.

The black-robed man stretched out his dry and white hands, his hands were continuously sealed, and Dao runes floated in the void in front of him, and the red enchantment on the ground also emitted a faint streamer at this time.

"Enchantments and talismans!? It's a mantra. Looking at the movements of the black-robed man, Yuwen Changsheng was very familiar.

This is a world where spells are prevalent.

The so-called spell is a kind of magic that senses the emperor and prays to the gods.

There are two types of techniques, mantra and spell technique. And to perform these two techniques, it relies on soul power and magic power respectively.

Soul power originates from soul consciousness and can be increased through targeted cultivation.

Mantras are composed of incantations, texts, clouds, runes, and other elements, and are strictly influenced by factors such as the thickness, length, spacing, and elements of the strokes.

According to legend, it is a code and code for communication between heaven, earth and man.

Mantra comes in both enchantment and talisman.

Among them, the enchantment is to set up different formations by outlining the mantra to form a special space, which produces positive or negative effects.

The talisman is to summon the gods to serve a certain purpose by drawing mantras on the talisman paper.

But when the soul power is strong enough, it can draw the required mantra in the void or somewhere without any carrier.

A spell is an attack that relies solely on mana.

Mana power originates from the heart, and the human heart is born with irregular release, and through the acquired cultivation exercises, it can increase the strength and upper limit of mana in the body.

However, before cultivating mana, you need to open the 12 canons to open up the meridians of the mana cycle inside the body.

The black-robed man's hands kept changing, and all kinds of mantras flashed out and disappeared in an instant.

After a while, a red silk thread appeared in the black-robed man's hand, and the black-robed man waved his hand, and the silk thread seemed to have life, revolving around Yuwen Changsheng, and then burrowed into Yuwen Changsheng's body.

Seeing the red silk thread entering his body, Yuwen Changsheng was startled at first, only to see the red silk thread constantly swimming in his body, as if he was looking for something, and then when he came to the heart, an inexplicable fluctuation spread, and the red silk thread was instantly bounced out of the body and dissipated.

"How's it going, sir?" Yu Wenchen was a little impatient.

"Hmm." The black-robed man groaned.

"The source of the mana power in this son's heart is stronger than ordinary people, for a 'spell master', it is a good and harmless thing, but this power is extremely too powerful, so strong that it can't bear it, resulting in the destruction of the twelve canons and the inability to cultivate."

The black-robed man paused for a moment and continued: "But the strange thing is that the twelve canons were destroyed, and the mana in the heart continued to be released irregularly and in large quantities, it stands to reason that he should have exploded and died, but why..."

Saying this, the black-robed man frowned.

Hearing this, Yuwen Changsheng took out the "Immortal Lock" hidden in his arms and put it in his hand, his eyes full of thoughts.

This immortal lock is red all over, and a strange bird is engraved on the lock, which is powerful and lifelike.

This is the thing that Yuwen Changsheng's mother gave Yuwen Changsheng when he was born.

It is said that when Yuwen Changsheng was born, there was a faint trace of blood on the surface of his body that was about to crack, which was a sign that the mana in his body was too strong and the body could not bear it.

Originally, Yuwen Changsheng's father was about to help, but at this time, a group of unidentified black-clothed people suddenly attacked, and it was at the critical moment that Yuwen Changsheng's mother left her relic Changsheng lock and put it in Yuwen Changsheng's swaddling clothes, praying for the blessing of the ancestors.

It is also strange to say that when the immortal lock approached Yuwen Changsheng, the blood stains on the surface of Yuwen Changsheng's body were visibly pressed down.

But even so, the twelve canons used for the mana cycle were already destroyed when they were in the womb, and even the soul sense became quite weak because of this.

But at that time, his life was finally saved.

Hence the name of Changsheng, which means a long life and a healthy life. This name embodies his mother's love for Yuwen Changsheng.

Therefore, Yuwen Changsheng could only watch people of his age diligently cultivating mana since he was a child.

As for himself, he could only hide in the house, under the guidance of his parents, using the weak soul consciousness like a gossamer, on a piece of rune paper, learning the outline of the mantra.

"Sir, the Twelve Canons have been destroyed, is that there is no hope for cultivation?" Yuwen Wen inquired about the meaning of the black-robed man.

"The Twelve Canons are necessary for the cycle of mana power Zhou Tian, and if the Twelve Canons are destroyed, how can we talk about cultivation? The way of mana cultivation should be hopeless. ”

The black-robed man turned his head and said, "But in addition, you can also try to develop in the direction of soul power cultivation, but this son's soul sense is so weak, well, unless there is a heaven-sent miracle, it can only end here." ”

"Is it a Flamemaster?" This name, Yuwen Changsheng had heard from his parents, was a spell master who could concretize soul power by majoring in soul power, and it was also his father who used this as a hope to comfort Yuwen Changsheng.

But with Yuwen Changsheng's soul sense, hope is hope after all.

The black-robed man in front of him was obviously a flameman.

"After all, it's a 'waste wood', am I right, sir?" When Yu Wenchen said this, he glanced at Yu Wen Changsheng.

When the black-robed man heard this, he looked at Yu Wenling, who had been facing away from everyone, and did not respond directly.

"Elder Chen, in front of the juniors, please pay attention to your identity and wording." At this time, Yu Wenling slowly turned around, and under the faint light, his eyes revealed a fierce meaning.

"Please forgive the patriarch, you must know that our Yuwen clan is not a place to raise white food, if it is a person who is not beneficial to the clan, it should be decided immediately, in Yunxuan Town, there are not a few people who have different thoughts about us, and it is not our purpose to concentrate resources to cultivate capable people for the next generation?"

Hearing this, Yu Wenchen said respectfully to Yu Wenling.

"Patriarch, this son's talent, in fact, can be seen from his father, what happened back then, but the meaning of the previous patriarch, we don't need to bother too much about this matter."

Yu Wenwen also hugged his fist towards Yu Wenling and said respectfully.

"What happened back then? The two elders, I don't know what they said, is it my father who was kicked out of the clan and reduced to a split family? Yuwen Changsheng raised his head slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Boy, what kind of eyes do you have?" Yu Wenchen's sword frowned slightly.

"Your father's refusal of the marriage arranged by the previous patriarch led to heavy losses for the entire Yuwen clan, and it is a great gift from the clan to drive out of the clan without removing the name."

As he spoke, Yuwen Wen approached Yuwen Changsheng.

"Moreover, the reason why your father refused the marriage arranged by the previous patriarch back then was because he fell in love with the same woman at the same time as Ao Xuan, you know, Ao Xuan is an unborn genius of my clan, even if your father wins the beauty in the end, what if you participate in the training, in order to perform in front of your mother, your father forcibly snatched the prey that Ao Xuan was about to go, and was forced to abolish the six serious rules by the angry Ao Xuan, which is to blame."

"Yuwen Aoxuan!" Hearing this name, Yuwen Changsheng's masseter muscles bulged, his fists were excessively forced, and his nails had left marks on his palms.

It can be said that all the results of today are inseparable from this name that has long been engraved in Yuwen Changsheng's heart.

Although his father had never taken the initiative to mention the past between him and Yuwen Aoxuan to Yuwen Changsheng, Yuwen Changsheng had already heard many rumors from his servants over the years.

Even though each person's account is different, the core content is generally the same. Therefore, the name Yuwen Aoxuan has long become an indelible mark in Yuwen Changsheng's heart.

Even though Yuwen Changsheng knew that his future was bleak and he couldn't cultivate mana, even though his soul sense was weak, he still worked hard to learn the mantra, how much because Yuwen Aoxuan, an existence he had never met, became the driving force for him to fight for his father and catch up.

If it weren't for what Yuwen Aoxuan did that day, and the previous patriarch expelled Yuwen Changsheng's family from the clan, Yuwen Changsheng's father and mother would not have died tragically at the hands of that group of black-clothed people, and with the clan's guards, those black-clothed people would not dare to come and attack them.

"I think the reason for this should be the help of the two elders, right?" Yuwen Changsheng sneered.

"Presumptuous! Boy, you, what do you mean! Hearing this, Yuwen Wen was excited, blood filled his whole face, and the majesty that he should have as a clan elder was gone at this moment.

"That's it!" Yu Wenling suddenly spoke, and a wave of mana fluctuations spread, making everyone shut up immediately.

"Two elders, Mr. Huan, I still have some things to talk about with Changsheng, please stay away for the time being." Yu Wenling raised his hand and motioned for the three of them to leave.

Hearing this, the two elders glanced at each other, and then Yu Wenchen took the lead in speaking: "Patriarch, what about what we agreed on?" ”

"I'll explain to Changsheng later, you guys should step back first." Yu Wenling put his hand towards the door.

"Patriarch, since this is the case, I will retire first, hoping that the patriarch can focus on the overall situation and think twice before acting." After finishing speaking, Yu Wenchen and the other three left the inner hall without looking back.

At this time, in the inner hall, only Yuwen Ling and Yuwen Changsheng were left.

"Changsheng, you don't need to take what the two elders said just now, you don't need to take it too seriously." After Yu Wenling waited for the other three to leave, he waved his sleeves and closed the door.

"Patriarch, look at this matter from a different standpoint, maybe the younger generation will do the same thing, in a world where strength is respected, it is really difficult to have a place that can accommodate immortality, this point, Changsheng understands very well." Yuwen Changsheng's tone was calm, without a trace of ups and downs caused by what had just happened.

"With such a heart at such an age, given time, this sub-city government is really unpredictable." Hearing Yuwen Changsheng's answer, Yuwen Ling was slightly surprised in his heart, and immediately spoke:

"There are only you and me left here, don't call me patriarch anymore, let's call me uncle." Yu Wenling showed a kind smile that was rarely seen in the past.

"Uncle." Yuwen Changsheng fell down, clenched his hands into fists, and knelt heavily on the ground.

"It seems that over the years, you have been wronged more than you should have encountered at your age." Yuwen Ling helped Yuwen Changsheng with both hands.

"This little grievance, Changsheng doesn't care." Yuwen Changsheng's eyes looked at Yuwen Ling firmly.

"Changsheng, there is something I need to tell you about right now."

"Uncle, please speak, I don't know if it has anything to do with what the elder said just now?"

"Well, Changsheng, to be honest, the two elders have coveted my position as the patriarch for a long time, and these two people, all these years, have been trying to find out what I am not through various means."

Yu Wenling leaned back with his back, walked a few steps, and said, "This time you came to the clan, the two elders kept shouting to use the rules of the clan to verify whether you were worth staying. ”

"Originally, they asked that an intra-clan competition be arranged as soon as you sobered up, but I forcibly pressed this so-called competition back for a month, hoping that you would have enough time to deal with it."

"Is there a competition within the clan?" Hearing this, Yuwen Changsheng raised his eyebrows, but he was not too surprised.

Intra-clan competition is also called intra-clan challenge, and the Yuwen clan allows open competition and competition between peers, which Yuwen Changsheng knows very well.

By making this request, these two elders obviously wanted to carry out their own conspiracy through normal means without falling into the wrong hands.

As long as Yuwen Changsheng loses in this competition, then he will no longer have the possibility of staying in the clan.

"What I want to take, I will never give extravagantly! No matter how many people they come, how many competitions they have to try, uncle, my Yuwen Changsheng has taken it all! ”

"Oh?" Looking at Yuwen Changsheng's slightly immature face and that disproportionate resolute attitude, Yuwen Ling was stunned for a moment, and then showed relief.

"Worthy of my good nephew!" Yu Wenling came to the iron chair and pressed heavily on the armrest with one hand, as if he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"In addition, Changsheng, there is one more thing, about the future of your father, I have ordered someone to arrange it, but according to the clan rules, your father and mother cannot be buried in the ancestral land of the clan, and even the spirit card cannot be placed in the ancestral hall of the clan."

Speaking of this, Yuwen Ling's face was embarrassed, and he continued: "Changsheng, there are some things, due to my identity, it is inconvenient for me to come forward and speak out for you, everything can only be fought for by yourself, I hope you can understand my difficulties." ”

"Uncle's kindness, Changsheng already understands, and I will prove everything with practical actions in the next matter!"

After a little goodbye, Yuwen Changsheng left the inner hall.

Looking at the back of Yuwen Changsheng's departure, Yuwen Ling sighed with emotion in his heart:

"Brother Tuo, your son is really becoming more and more like you, but it's a pity that you can't witness his growth with your own eyes."