Archean Eon Art

Chapter 10 Family Hope

The children of the Meng family rushed in and shouted loudly, very excited.Suddenly attracted a large number of ancestors in the ancestral home. The people listened in a daze, what?You heard it right?Meng Chuan realized the secret technique?

"Stop it for me." A tribe grabbed the running young man and even said, "Clarify me, what the hell is going on?"

"Uncle, it's Brother Meng Chuan." The boy was only thirteen years old, and he rejoiced at the moment. "Today is the day for the final selection of the Jinghu Taoist Academy. Brother Meng Chuan went to the ring to compete and exhibited the deciduous knife The secret technique is'San Qiuye'. Even the dean and the teachers are very excited."

"The deciduous blade technique Sanqiu?" The eyes of the strong man of this tribe were rounded. "Meng Chuan is only fifteen this year, will he realize the secret technique when he is fifteen?"

I saw the whole ancestral house, and all the tribes around the teenagers inquired, all excited.

A bald and thin old man squinted and listened, listening to the teenagers talking, his eyes lit up, could not help whispering: "God bless you, bless me Meng family."

"Three elders, a big happy event, Meng Chuan realized his secret skills." A tribe ran and said.

"Got it!" The bald skinny old man still kept a cold face, turned his head and left.

He is one of the harshest among the elders of the Meng family, but the bald and dry old man who turned his head away, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

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The Meng family's ancestral home occupies a large area. After all, there are more than two thousand people living there.

At one of the martial arts courts in Zu Zhai.

A group of teenagers are practicing weapons such as swords, axes and guns, and chubby Meng Dajiang sits and watches.

"Well, why is it so noisy outside?" Meng Dajiang frowned slightly, and then there was a noisy noise approaching here. With his strength without leakage, he could also hear the'Meng Chuan' enlightenment in the noisy voice. Words like "secret technique".

Meng Dajiang was full of excitement.

As if a bucket of cold water had been poured in the winter, he even had a head in his head.

"I heard it wrong?" Meng Dajiang felt a little upset, but he couldn't help but stood up and walked over to the entrance of the martial arts training ground.

"Dajiang, Dajiang." A rude old man came with a group of people, and the rude old man was flushed and excited.

"Five Uncles." Meng Dajiang greeted him, "What's wrong?"

"Big happy event, big happy event." The elegant old man was very excited.

"Oh?" Meng Dajiang was excited and disturbed. Although he had some guesses, he still wanted to hear them completely.

The elegant old man repeatedly said: "Some of the juniors in the Jinghu Taoist Academy returned to report that your son Meng Chuan had exhibited the secret technique of San Qiu when he was in the final selection of the Taoist Academy. But the dean, the teaching, and thousands of others The disciples saw it with their own eyes. It would never be fake. Hahaha... God bless my Meng family, bless my Meng family."

"Chuan Ershi exhibited the secret technique of three autumn leaves?" Meng Dajiang only felt that his head was hot and his heart was hot.

That is his son!

"Dajiang, your son is amazing."

"My Meng family will be more prosperous, and I am afraid that it will be a double demon." The people of these tribes excitedly said that apart from the patriarch and elders, ordinary people did not know that Meng Xiangu was seriously injured.

"Two elders, Xiangu let you pass." Some people came to order.

"We will come here."

Meng Dajiang and the elegant old people all passed by, but at the moment Meng Dajiang walked and felt floating.

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Meng Xiangu and Patriarch Meng Yanping were playing chess, but now they have stopped. Eight elders are gathered in the yard. The elders are all excited, and the elders are not in the ancestral house. I don't know the good news of this day.

"The boys are running fast." The bald and thin old man was very excited. "They are all talking about Meng Chuan's secret technique of Sanqiye."

"This is all right. At the age of fifteen, I realized my secret skills... This talent is as good as that of Na Mei Yuan."

"Dajiang, you gave birth to a good son."

"Dajiang has the power to teach."

The elders of this family were all excited.Meng Dajiang chuckled happily, he thought this was the happiest day in recent years.

"Knowing this news, I just closed my eyes."

"God bless my Meng family."

The elders have always been afraid that the family will decline. Although they are not far from the life limit, they still hope that the family will flourish.

The family is prosperous, their brethren, their children and granddaughter can live well.For a long time, they have long been integrated into the family.

"Look at you one by one." Meng Xiangu, who was sitting there, smiled, "Meng Chuan's child can realize the secret skills, it is indeed a happy event, but you are still too happy."

The elders were stunned.

Meng Xiangu said: "Meng Chuan is only now taking the first step, far away from becoming a demon, he has to realize the sword, he has to condense the pill, and the final life and death pass! These are the three thresholds... …Don’t hold him too high now, let him forget it. What he needs to do is to practice harder. It’s best to realize the sword before the age of twenty. Then there are three points to hope to enter Yuanchu Mountain, if you can enter Yuanchu Mountain , That can certainly become a demon."

"Yuanchu Mountain!" Patriarch Meng Yanping and the elders all had their eyes lit up.

That is the oldest place of spiritual practice in the whole world.

Mysterious and powerful.

There is only one Zhang family ancestor in Dongning in the past more than 100 years. After successfully entering the early Yuan Dynasty, the Zhang family has also become the head of the five demon families in Dongning.

"If you can't get into Yuanchu Mountain, then Mengchuan's cultivation path will be difficult." Meng Xiangu said, "At the beginning, when I was sixteen years old, I realized my secret skills, but when I was twenty-two, I realized the situation. Disciple of Chushan Waimen. After nine deaths, he was lucky enough to become a demon. At the time, a team with me had the same talents as me, but only I became a demon, and all others died."

"Meng Chuan not only has the three thresholds of Dao Shi, Ning Dan, and life and death. It must also be realized before the age of 20, another Dao Shi speed threshold." Meng Xiangu solemnly said.

The elders present also calmed down.

It is really difficult to become a demon.

Now Meng Chuan, speaking of it, is just a Miaozi with the hope of God.Let the family see hope.

"Dajiang," Meng Xiangu ordered, "You go to Jinghu Daoyuan to pick up Meng Chuan and prepare for the Yuyang Palace Demon Festival. After the demon festival, Meng Chuan should calm down and bring me to see me again."

"Yes." Meng Dajiang respectfully said.

"You all retreat." Meng Xiangu ordered, "Remember, don't tout Meng Chuan too much and make him arrogant, that is ruining him."

"Yes." The elders replied solemnly in unison.

Who dares to destroy Meng Chuan, that is the enemy of the entire Meng family!

Soon, the elders were gone, and only Meng Xiangu and the elder sister and brother were left in the courtyard.

"Sister Three, you are almost scaring them." Patriarch Meng Yanping smiled, "I know you are very happy."

"Of course I am happy." Meng Xiangu sighed. "I have been a demon for nearly 80 years. I have accumulated a lot of credit in Yuanshan Mountain and also have many friends! If the family does not have a good seedling, I will accumulate a lot. Nowadays Meng Chuan's talent is quite high, and I will try my best to help him, he will definitely be much smoother than I had to go."

"Well, he must become a demon." Meng Yanping said.

"Yes!" Meng Xiangu's eyes were full of expectation.

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At Jinghu Daoyuan, Meng Chuan was going out. The disciples around Daoyuan shouted one after another: "Brother Meng." They were extremely enthusiastic.

Meng Chuan nodded slightly and continued to go out.

"Ok?"

As soon as I walked to the front entrance, I saw a group of people standing outside the gate of Daoyuan, headed by the chubby Meng Dajiang, and there were several family elders such as bald and thin old men and elegant old men.

"Dad, elder." Meng Chuan walked over.

"You kid." Meng Dajiang reached out and rubbed Meng Chuan's head, laughing, "It really scared your father."

Daddy rubbed his head, Meng Chuan could only bear it, it looked a bit pitiful, but in fact the mood was exceptionally good.

"Haha, even we were scared."

"Meng Chuan, it's a good job." Several elders of the family said with a smile, obviously very happy.

"Let's go home," Meng Dajiang said happily. If you have such a son, what more can you ask for?

"Ok."

Meng Chuan responded and followed their father back together.