Chapter 2: The Three Tribes Gather
After a short silence, it was the head of the Xing family who took the lead in speaking: "Then let the three people of this generation enter the ancestral hall, it's time to let them know." ”
"Has it been a hundred years?" the head of the Li family sighed secretly, not knowing what he was missing, but also had some expectations.
"I hope the three boys this time are better than our brothers. The head of the Wang family stood there very casually, as if he was integrated with the environment, and if he didn't make a sound, others wouldn't be able to discover his existence at all.
"Tian'er, your grandfather told you to go to the Great Hall to find him after your cultivation," Li Ruoxi looked at his eight-year-old son's little face covered with sweat, and felt faintly distressed in his heart. Has this day finally arrived? As the daughter of the head of the Li family, she knows a little more than ordinary people. His son, as the grandson of the Xing family, has been working hard since he was five years old before dawn, and has been working day after day in winter and summer for three years. But the family order did not allow him to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and did not teach him exercises, in order to make his body more pure, for him to go further on the road of martial arts in the future, and for his responsibility as the grandson of the Xing family.
At this time, Xing Tian was still practicing, and three years of hard practice had developed his tenacious character, after all, not everyone could persist in these inhuman trainings, and it would take three years to do it.
At the beginning, soaking in a special potion after practicing every day was the thing Xing Tian looked forward to the most every day. Now he no longer needs to rely on medicinal power to recover his body, and his physical body's endurance and recovery ability have surpassed ordinary people by too much.
"Knowing Mother, I'll go. Xing Tian, who had finished a day's practice, wiped his sweat and looked at his mother with a smile and replied.
Looking at his child's smile, Li Ruoxi felt a faint pain in her heart, and remembered the bits and pieces with Xing Tian's father. He was the same before he left, smiling and saying that he would definitely come back. But three years have passed, but life and death are unknown.
Of course, Xing Tian didn't know what his mother was thinking, so he casually ate the breakfast on the table and walked towards the center of the Xing family's compound. That was the place where his Xing family held meetings, and the family members and elders who he didn't usually see would appear there when the family had something to do. But when it's okay, the whole family can't see a few people, and they don't know what they're busy with, which seems quite mysterious. "I don't know what to announce today. Xing Tian thought secretly.
Xing Tian, who was close to the central hall, slowly frowned, there seemed to be very few people in today's hall. There were only three middle-aged people and two children of the same age as him, but after seeing those two small figures, Xing Tian gradually showed a happy smile. He and those two have not only been playmates since childhood, but also have an inseparable blood relationship. It's just that after the age of five, they started their own practice, and the time they spent together together became much less than before. However, the three of them often get together to complain about how cruel the cultivation they have suffered, but more often they cheer each other on, which makes the friendship much deeper.
Seeing that the person who came was Xing Tian, there were happy smiles on the two immature faces, but none of the three dared to speak, because their respective grandfathers were inexplicably a little serious at this time. In the face of the three people with the highest prestige and the most severe people, everyone did not dare to make a mistake.
After Xing Tian arrived, the heads of the three families didn't say anything, but took the three of them all the way without saying a word, as if they were on a pilgrimage, step by step in front of a boulder on the mountain behind Xing's house.