Since the Great Tribulation 30,000 years ago, there have been no immortal immortals between heaven and earth, and many immortals who escaped from the Great Tribulation have fallen into the human realm, making the cultivation world, which was originally not prosperous, become vibrant. The five cultivation realms have been changed to seven realms because of these immortals: refining the body, vitality, divine soul, Zhou Tian, Lingtai, mountains and seas, and Tongtian. Among them, the two realms of mountains and seas and Tongtian are the existence of dividing immortals. Only those who possess the cultivators of the Heavenly Realm can be called one of the strongest forces in the world.

In the past 30,000 years, countless sects have left traces on the path of cultivation, but there are always sect families who have fallen at the feet of time, and there are always new forces born from the hands of time.

Qizhou, Lianhua Town. The He family, one of the nine great Tongtian families in the world, is located.

The center of Lotus Town is surrounded by the He family's gardens within a radius of two miles. Due to the large population of the He family, there are so many that there is no one in the whole Lotus Town who does not have the surname He, so the He family contributes most of the part of their garden to the clan as a place to cultivate offspring, and only the northernmost part of the garden is where the He family of the Tongtian family is really located.

In He's garden, there are martial arts halls, study halls for He's children to practice, as well as lakes and mountains for them to rest, and there are restaurants, teahouses, and gambling houses outside the garden for their pastime. But the most important building in the whole garden is the He family's library building in the center of the garden.

It was a seven-story attic, and the He family gave this library an elegant name: Moge.

On the second floor of the Ink Pavilion, there were many teenagers, and they were basically sitting upright, staring intently at the books in front of them. These people are all children of the He family, and they only have a fixed number of hours a month to enter the ink pavilion to share the heritage of the He family, so they don't dare to waste the slightest bit of this precious time.

Therefore, the entire ink pavilion was quiet, and no one exchanged heads.

There was only one teenager, who sat near the staircase on the first floor, a position that was often overlooked and had to be seen by turning around after going upstairs.

In front of him lay a plate of bubbling preserves and a pot of tea. When I was hungry, I grabbed one or two candied fruits from time to time and put them in my mouth, and when I was thirsty, I raised the teapot and poured it into my mouth, without the slightest hint of seriousness. He was dressed differently from the others, the poorer ones wore sackcloth, the better ones wore cloth clothes, and only he and a few others wore satin.

He is the sixth young master of the Yanyun He family, He Wenming.

There is no limit to the time He Wenming can come to the Ink Pavilion as a descendant, as long as he is willing to go out of his small courtyard and turn a few corners to read the books of the Ink Pavilion, he came here today to be pure.

Because today is He Liushao's fifteenth birthday.

"Wow"

There was a hurried sound of going upstairs from the staircase on the second floor, causing most of the He disciples to look at the person who affected the reading environment of the ink pavilion, as if hoping that their eyes could kill him.

A middle-aged man dressed as a subordinate appeared at the top of the stairs. At first, he ignored those "murderous eyes" and scanned the entire second floor, and finally found He Liushao in the corner that he could see after turning around, so he trotted to He Wenming's side.

Saluted, and said in a voice that was just right for the people on the second floor to hear: "Sixth Young Master, the head of the family invites you to go to the study now." ”

is neither humble nor arrogant, and the behavior of this person makes it impossible to find a trace of error.

Hearing that it was the head of the house, those who had been complaining withdrew their gaze and looked at the books again.

"Is it for blood?" said the boy lightly.

"The villain doesn't know. ”

"You help me pack it up, and I'll go over here. ”

"Yes"

Just when He Wenming turned around and came out to go downstairs, a woman in an ice blue dress walked over, in her early twenties, with a fairy-like face, just like a goddess of ice and snow.

He Liushao saw the woman and said hello: "Third sister." The Ice Woman nodded and replied.

The boy didn't think he was slacking off and continued walking.

The wind is light, this is the attitude of a teenager.

After the servant finished cleaning up, he saw Miss He San coming up, bent down, saluted and said, "Hello Miss San." The woman didn't care.

Out of the ink pavilion, the sun is just right on the morning of the spring equinox.

In the distance, some of the children of the He family are sweating like rain in the martial arts training ground, some are boating with friends on the lake, and some are reading in the study hall, a vibrant scene.

He Wenming stretched his waist towards the sun, unimpressed by all this.

It seems that the gold and jade are outside, but in fact, they are ruined.

The invisible filth of the big family's struggle for favor and power will not be known to outsiders, and the lady, miss, and young master each have their own factions and backgrounds, and the servants also have their own thoughts.

Although He Liushao is a direct descendant of the He family, he is not outstanding among the nine children of the direct family in the family. The status of the family can be seen from the reaction of the servant just now, he just saluted respectfully to He Liushao, but bent over to the third lady, He Xue.

On the one hand, He Liushao's cultivation talent is not very high, and he has only reached the fourth level of the body refining realm after practicing for more than a year, this speed is also the speed of an ordinary person, compared to other brothers and sisters, it is really average.

On the other hand, because He Wenming's mother died after giving birth to him, and the maternal family is far away, it is natural that the competition for favor cannot compete with those who have the support of the maternal family. In addition, he has a tough temper and would rather bend than bend, which makes the head of the family and the second lady dissatisfied. Naturally, the servants had no superfluous flattery towards him.

Although he is not favored, there will be no evil slaves who bully his masters.

The reason is very simple, the He family is one of the nine heaven-level families in the world.

Although it is the weakest foundation.

Sixty years ago, there was a Tongtian Ancestor who jumped from an ordinary family to one of the most influential forces in the world, but it was much worse than other century-old top families. Therefore, the He family is especially important. The evil slave bully seems to be the masters of the big family to suppress their opponents, but in fact, they show their own jokes to the world. Even the most wasteful young master will always be a young master, not something that a subordinate can bully.

This is the rule of the big family!

As soon as he entered the gate of the He family, he met a person He Wenming didn't want to see the most - the seventh young master of the He family, He Wenyong.

Although the two of them were also dressed in satin, He Qishao's clothes were rusty and golden. Wearing a blood hosta on the head and a pair of jade pendants around the waist, a moment auspicious, a moment of wishfulness. Snow-patterned boots. The jewels of a body show the status gap.

He Wenyong walked up to He Liushao and said in a weird manner: "Sixth brother, you came back from outside so early. You have to hurry up and practice, otherwise you will never be able to catch up with me, and if you spread it, you will be laughed at by outsiders. ”

The sixth and seventh young masters of the He family are both fifteen this year, but He Liushao's birthday is March; He Qishao was born in autumn, and he is fifteen years old.

At that time, all the children of the great clans began to practice at the age of fourteen, and before that, they only boiled their bodies with medicinal baths. Just because the age of 14 is mature, both men and women are mature, and the normal growth of the body will not be affected by the practice.

He Liushao practiced for half a year more than He Qishao, but it only took half a year for He Qishao to reach the fifth peak of the Body Refining Realm, and he was about to break through to the second realm. It can be described as a young genius.

He Wenming ignored his yin and yang strange tone, and replied indifferently: "The head of the family is looking for me." ”

He Qishao nodded: "Since your father is looking for you, then go quickly, you can take advantage of the blood donation to ask your father for advice on how to speed up your cultivation, hahaha." With that, he laughed and walked away.

caused He Wenming to shake his head for a while.

The seven young men of the He family were rated by the ancestor as the most talented person in the fourth generation of the clan except for He Tian'er from the day he was born.

When he was a child, he especially liked to rob He Wenming's things, even if his own things were many times better than He Wenming's, he still wanted to rob He Wenming. If there are no items that are urgently needed in life, He Wenming will mostly not care about him.

Only once, because He Wenyong scolded the ugly swear words, which touched He Wenming's bottom line. He dragged He Wenyong to the corner and smashed the stone hard, and when the next person found out, He Wenyong was already dying, and the clan took out a lot of panacea to rescue him.

Later, He Wenming was fined for a month of confinement, which also annoyed the biological mother of the seventh young master, the fifth lady of the He family. After He Qishao recovered from his injury, as long as He Liushao appeared, he would be yin and yang, sneering, and sneering.

But later, no one in the entire He family dared to say a dirty word to him.

Walking to the study, He Liushao stood at the door and knocked on the door.

"Come in. ”

After getting permission, He Liushao pushed the door in and closed it gently.

I saw a tall middle-aged man sitting on a Taishi chair with a majestic expression, and an ordinary flower pot with a plant inserted in it on his right hand. The plant was a grass-like plant, with six pairs of verdant leaves growing from a bare stem, not even a single flower bone.

Seeing that potted plant, He Liushao couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart.

Since the fall of countless immortals and demons 30,000 years ago, there have been continuous reincarnations of immortals and demons for 10,000 years, and every reincarnated person will have immortal spirits as companions.

If he was an immortal demon giant in his previous life, the spiritual creature that was reincarnated with him must also be a magic weapon that penetrates the heavens and the earth. But such cases are rare after all.

The countless immortals and demons that fell back then, most of them were characters such as immortal soldiers and demon generals, and most of the companions of these ordinary characters were supernatural, and some even had no supernatural powers, which may be just personal objects in their previous lives.

This plant is He Wenming's companion, and it is also a tragedy that caused his mother's death in childbirth because this companion absorbed his biological mother's essence.

He Liushao's birth brought a fairy plant that could not be seen in detail, which made the ancestor of the He family extremely excited, and once thought that there was an immortal and demon giant in the family. However, until He Liushao was eight years old, neither he nor this plant had changed at all, and his cultivation talent had only been averaged after being checked by the ancestor many times, not even middle or upper-grade.

When He Tianming was eight years old, the family took away the immortal plant under the pretext of "keeping it for him", and the real purpose was just to let the other children of the family inherit this opportunity.

And this real owner provides blood as fertilizer for the immortal plant every month, but this immortal plant has been placed in the He family's ancestral house for so many years, so why didn't he run to the He family's master's study.

Fortunately, this immortal strain has not changed in anyone's hands, which makes He Tianming see the hope of regaining this immortal strain.

Because no one in this world has ever seen this flower except for the boy himself.

"Ming'er, I heard that you have been practicing the kung fu of Huoyun Palm recently, have you gained anything?" the Yan voice pulled back his thoughts.

The young man hurriedly hid his emotions and said, "I am somewhat puzzled, please correct my father." ”

The He family is known for its true qi of water and fire, among which the fire cloud palm and flowing water swordsmanship are the basic skills that the children of the He family must learn.

So the son asked questions, and the father patiently answered, a picture of father and son. There is no ruthlessness at all when he snatched the immortal plant from his eight-year-old son.

The conversation ended as expected: the father was satisfied with his son's cultivation and told him that since he had embarked on his cultivation journey, the family had decided to hand over the immortal strains to him for safekeeping, so that he could continue to contribute to the family.

The meaning of these falling on He Liushao's ears is roughly: You can take care of the things that have not been researched for six years, and if you have a future because of it, don't forget that it is the cultivation of the family.

As for why the immortal plant that he had already returned to him at that time had been forced to be given to him for a year, the family didn't seem to want to explain this.

Finally, in the bright sunshine, the boy walked out of the study with flowers in his arms. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth that couldn't be hidden.

As long as the flowers can be returned to the hand, it is good.

How can a living person ever see such a flower?

The flowers bloom without seeing the leaves, and the leaves do not see the flowers. This is an immortal strain that can only be seen in the Netherworld.

The second immortal tree of the ages - Manzhu Sahua.