Hundreds of thousands of people in the martial arts arena looked at Yu Shixing in the arena, full of surprised expressions, the best qualified genius of the Yu family in a hundred years, shrouded in a dazzling aura, the characters talked about in the streets and alleys of the clan, the future young patriarch!

Now I haven't even reached the realm of enlightenment!

How is this possible, thinking of the rumors a few days ago, is he really seriously ill?

A series of questions, surprises, stunned the audience!

A middle-aged man walked out of the high-level of the clan, it was the patriarch Yu Zhongtian, he slowly walked to the test table, and explained to hundreds of thousands of clansmen: "Thank you for your concern about Xing'er, not long ago he was injured and injured his cultivation because he went out on a mission!"

The patriarch's words restored the tranquility of the noisy and scattered square! It turned out that the young patriarch was injured in the course of his mission, what kind of injury was so bad, that his cultivation fell directly to the realm of body refining! You must know that last year he was at the peak of the realm of enlightenment, and the first genius of the younger generation to step on the peak of the realm of enlightenment!

"Xing'er has been hit by a Gu poison, and he can't find a solution for a while!" Seeing that someone in the clan asked, Yu Zhongtian explained.

"Can't find a way!"

"Isn't there anything Elder Qingwei can do about it?" the crowd chatted again.

"There is no solution for the time being, and he needs to rely on himself to comprehend!" Yu Zhongtian responded.

"Even the Qingwei clan uncle of the Taiyi Realm can't solve that Gu poison, and a young man in the Body Refining Realm can solve this strange poison?"

"I'm not sure, there should be a way!" Yu Zhongtian looked at him lightly and said.

"Patriarch brother, the future position can't be entrusted to uncertain!" "The swarthy man, it is Yu Linghan, the first of the generations surnamed Yu Ling, he has coveted the position of patriarch for many years, but he has no choice but to cultivate as inferior to Yu Zhongtian, and he has no hope, so he can't bear it, and pins his hope on his son, and today he sees that his son has stepped into the peak of the realm of consciousness and has become a leader among his peers, and wants to recommend his son as a future patriarch candidate. So, deliberately gloomy to say.

Yu Zhongtian glanced at him, furious, he forcibly said, "What should I do with Brother Ling Han's intentions!"

According to the rules of the clan, an intra-clan meeting should be convened to re-select candidates," Yu Linghan said calmly.

"Of course I remember the rules of the clan, and naturally I won't violate them!" Yu Zhongtian flicked his sleeves and returned to his seat. The clan surnamed Yu has a rule on the day of the opening of the clan, in addition to virtue, the patriarch must be the highest cultivator in the same generation, which can ensure the safety and reproduction of a group to the greatest extent!

A year ago, Yu Shixing stepped into the pinnacle of the realm of consciousness at the age of fifteen, overwhelmed his peers, and was elected as the young patriarch of the Yu family without any suspense!

And at this year's spiritual power test conference, he lost all his cultivation and fell to the realm of refining the body, and he didn't even have the opportunity to continue cultivating in the clan, so naturally he couldn't be a young patriarch anymore!

On the side of the test table, ten teenagers at the peak of the realm of enlightenment, looking at the current situation, feel that they have hope, eager to try, they all want to compete for the position of the young patriarch, if they can successfully inherit the position of patriarch in the future, they can ascend to the sky in one step and become a spiritual symbol of the race!

"Then let them try it and choose the one with the strongest cultivation to serve as the young patriarch!" Among the high-level members of the clan, some neutral elders saw that the two were tense, and hurriedly came forward to reconcile.

On the test bench, several invigilators had a new task, and 10 teenagers at the peak of the realm of consciousness carried out a one-on-one competition! The fierce battle attracted the attention of hundreds of thousands of ethnic people, and this famous competition naturally became a topic of idle conversation within the clan in the future.

And Yu Shixing didn't even have the qualifications to compete, he sat quietly in the stands, looking at the battle on the field with a weak face!

About two hours later, ten teenagers at the peak of the Enlightenment Realm all participated in the competition, but the final winner was none other than Yu Linghan's son, Yu Feihu!

Seeing his son Yu Feihu win smoothly and successfully become the young patriarch, Yu Linghan was happy in his heart, the goal he did not achieve was actually achieved by his son to help him achieve it, he stepped forward excitedly, stood next to his son, and thanked hundreds of thousands of people.

Yu Zhongtian's face was pale, and he left the martial arts arena with Yu Shixing!

Along the way, Yu Shixing was in a depressed mood and struggled to follow, and on the street, rows of pedestrians were galloping in opposite directions, vying to see the new young patriarch!

Falling out of the realm of enlightenment means that he can no longer cultivate spiritual power! He automatically quits the ranks of cultivators, and there are no more cultivation resources to give, no more guidance from famous teachers, no high-level divine tricks to learn, and he is exactly the same as ordinary people on the street!

Think about when I was a teenager, full of lofty ambitions, wanting to follow those world-famous people in history, stepping in their footsteps, and marching step by step to the pinnacle of cultivation! And now, more than ten years of practice have been ruined, from the attention of all people to the ordinary, from the dazzling stars to the dim, from the praise and worship of everyone to the laughter, all the halo and glory are gone, and the once excellent young man knows that this is the feeling of ordinary people, buried in the crowd of living beings, and has become an existence that has been forgotten and ignored. Ordinary feeling, it turns out that this is what it is, it turns out that after the halo of everything fades, what remains is the real me!

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