The morning sun rises slowly, and the Chen clan's clan mansion is filled with the refreshing fragrance of earth.

Above the main hall, a white-haired old man with a ruddy face sat in front of the upper couch, and on both sides below were more than a dozen important members of the Chen family.

Seeing the solemn face of the white-haired old man, no one else said anything, and the atmosphere in the main hall gave people a slightly depressing feeling.

This old man is not only Chen Feng's grandfather, but also the contemporary head of the Chen family, Chen Hong, who has the strength of the early stage of Tongxuan.

"Is Chen Feng still in retreat?"

After being silent for a while, the old man with drooping eyelids asked something that surprised the important members of the Chen family below.

Hearing the old man's question, sitting on the Taishi chair on the left side of the first place, Chen Rongxuan, a sturdy black-faced man, was the first to come back to his senses: "It's been more than a year, and there is no movement at all, although Chen Meng's kid goes every once in a while, but Chen Feng put down the Broken Dragon Stone during the retreat, if it is not forcibly broken, I am afraid that it will not be able to detect anything, it is really worrying to say!"

A teenager who has been invaded by the disaster has not been in retreat for more than a year, and even if everyone does not say anything at this time, the speculation in their hearts is not very optimistic.

Seeing that some people in the clan didn't care too much, Chen Meng's father, Chen Rongxuan, was slightly deflated: "Second brother's family only has such a lone seedling left, do you want to open the Broken Dragon Stone and take a look?" After all, Chen Feng is only fourteen years old, and with him as a child, he will not have the ability to force the calamity out of his body at all......

"If he hadn't disappeared when the family migrated, how could he have been invaded by the calamity, or he came back to enter the underground cultivation room to retreat, and he didn't say a word to the people of the sect, the Broken Dragon Stone was put down by himself, who could complain about? A strange woman sneered as she rubbed her eyelids.

"Chen Rongmin, it's false that you advocate taking back the small courtyard, but in fact, you have taken a fancy to the underground cultivation room built by the second brother, right? Feng'er came back to report it before, but he didn't even enter the gate of the sect mansion......" Chen Rongxuan, a black-faced man, looked a little unsightly when he stared at the demon woman.

"Shut up, in the future, the courtyard where Chen Feng lives will be closed, and the underground cultivation room will not need to be checked, let alone entered. The white-haired old man Chen Hong interrupted the dispute in a deep voice.

Seeing the old man's condensed expression, Chen Rongxuan couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, while accepting his father's decision, he also understood that he wanted to seal the memories of the second family.

Including Chen Rongxuan, none of the people present thought that Chen Feng would be able to survive the invasion of the disaster, and there was no way to do it.

This kind of thing has not happened in the past, not to mention that the Chen family is an inferior immortal cultivation family, even many powerful sects have no way to invade the body of the desolate calamity, so they can only let the victims gradually be eroded to death by the desolate qi.

"How's the situation in Cangbi City lately?"

After being silent for a while, the white-haired old man Chen Hongcai abandoned the slight reluctance in his heart and asked everyone.

"There are fewer cultivators coming and going, and while our Chen family is sending people to explore the Cangbi grassland, we are also trying our best to restrain the children of the clan and prohibit any conflict with people. The bewitching woman Chen Rongmin replied with a straight face.

Although the Chen clan is the three major forces in Cangbi City, after the changes in the barren forbidden land and the Cangsha desert, with the increase of foreign cultivators, the Chen clan in Cangbi City is not enough, that is, compared to some immortal cultivation sects that do not have much strength, the Chen clan is also much worse.

It can be said that for more than a year, the Chen family has spent their time trembling, for fear that if the situation of Cangbi City changes, it will cause some trouble.

"The Tiansha Gang seems to have received the support of the Immortal Cultivation Sect of the Great Xia Dynasty recently, and it has been expanding its power, and its actions have become more and more arrogant, and it seems to be targeting our Chen family!" a blue-robed middle-aged man said worriedly.

"Bear with it, the Tiansha Gang is just a pawn in the struggle between the dynasty and the Immortal Sect, even if someone is secretly supporting, it can't change the nature of the robbers, once they go overboard, someone will naturally clean it up, the current Cangbi City is not as good as before, there are too many people who can't afford to offend, and if they can't bear it, it will only bring disaster to the family." The old man's eyes widened slightly, scanning the crowd below.

"We will do our best to restrain the children of the family, father, please rest assured. It's just that the family big competition has been postponed for more than a year, and in the case of the younger generation of the Great Yan Dynasty gradually showing their open talents, some juniors in the family can't bear it, after all, there are many talented young generations, and the news of being recruited by the Immortal Cultivation Sect has come out, but our Chen family is ......" Chen Rongmin said a little anxiously.

"The family comparison is a big deal for our Chen family, although the situation in Cangbi City was not ideal before, but after all, we can have a place for us to live in peace for a long time, the reason is that our Chen family is low-key, and can maintain a little relationship with some immortal cultivation sects, and the matter of 'sending immortal gates' can not be careless, if the young children in the clan don't even have this bit of endurance, when they go to the immortal cultivation sect, they will not only harm themselves, but also implicate the entire family. The old man Chen Hong said later, his fists had already clenched out of the green tendons.

Every time the younger generation of the Chen family is sent to the Immortal Sect, they carry the hope of the entire family, but for decades, the sky is not perfect, and there are no children with excellent talents, even in some small immortal cultivation sects, they cannot win the qualifications of inner disciples.

Only Chen Rongbo, Chen Feng's father, entered the inner gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but he was killed in the battle with other sects.

The family worked hard to cultivate, but what they exchanged for was a corpse in the end, which also became an unrelieved pain for the Chen family.

The people of the Chen family here knew very well that it was far from being so simple to enter the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

As a weak immortal cultivation family, it was extremely difficult to send the juniors of the family into various sects for cultivation, not to mention the fierce competition among the cultivation sects.

Many children of the Chen family have been instilled with the principle of keeping a low profile since they were young, and the children of the Chen family who can enter the sect of cultivating immortals are even more cautious, which has nothing to do with personal honor and disgrace, but involves the life and death of the family.

No one doesn't want to strive for the top, but the reality is that if a weak immortal cultivator family wants to maintain it for a long time, they have to make some forbearance, and the Chen family also has too much helplessness behind the surface scenery of Cangbi City.

There is no shortage of geniuses in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, but there are not many who can really stand out in the end, not to mention the strength of a weak family like the Chen family, which has no background and no genius.

"Father, I think it's time for the juniors in the family to fight, this time in our Chen family, it is rare to awaken a few talented people, this is a good opportunity to change the status quo, once they can be accepted by the good sect, maybe it will not take a few years, they will become important disciples in the inner door. The blue-robed middle-aged man said a little excitedly.

Feeling the gaze cast by Chen Hao, who was sitting in the main hall, the old man Chen Hong also rarely showed a smile of expectation: "The family competition is scheduled for half a year, and it is time for this news to be released, and there should be some people who cultivate the sect to be present for the selection of disciples." After the family competition, I will also arrange the letter riding camp to recommend the younger brothers of the family to various sects, and strive to find a way out for the powerful juniors. ”

"Then I'll go and spread the news. ”

The bewitching woman Chen Rongmin was about to get up with a smile of joy.

"Next, let the younger children of the family prepare well, the family can only try to pave the way for them, but what kind of achievements they can have in the future depends on themselves. The old man took a deep breath and restrained his expectant expression.

At this time, Chen Feng had already been left behind, and as a family with many clansmen, it was impossible to spend too much effort for a junior who had been invaded by the disaster.

In Chen Feng's small courtyard, Chen Meng was pacing anxiously, wearing a black robe that was even stained with the sweat of his cultivation, giving people a dry feeling as if he could stand on the ground.

"Young Master Chen Meng, don't worry...... a girl with an ordinary appearance who wiped her rouge, took out the tea and hesitated to persuade Chen Meng.

"Chun'er, it's been more than a year, but Chen Feng hasn't moved at all in the cultivation room, and I don't know if he has prepared food or anything before, even if he is not eroded by the disaster for such a long time, he will be starved to death. Chen Mengniu drank the tea and said in a rough grin.

Compared with Chen Feng, this maid named Chun'er was more worried about Chen Meng.

Since Chen Feng's retreat, in addition to cultivating, Chen Meng has come over every once in a while, and he is already in a hurry, but because Chen Feng has not been out for a long time, he is a little unstable.

All morning, Chen Meng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he didn't leave in Chen Feng's small courtyard.

If it weren't for the inability to open the Broken Dragon Stone, and the obstruction of the maid Chun'er, Chen Meng would have rushed into the West Wing long ago.

It wasn't until noon that the black-faced man Chen Rongxuan came over with the guards of the sect's mansion.

As soon as he pushed open the courtyard door, before Chen Meng could speak, Chen Rongxuan stepped forward in annoyance and gave Chen Meng a handful of his head: "Little cub, you don't practice and run here every day, don't you want to live here?"

"Dad~~~"

As soon as Chen Meng opened his mouth, he was rudely slapped by Chen Rongxuan again.

"Hurry up and go back with me, your grandfather has already ordered this courtyard to be sealed, and no one will be allowed to come over in the future, let alone open the underground cultivation room. While Chen Rongxuan pulled his son out of the courtyard, he glanced at the west wing, and his eyes showed a little unbearable.

"Wouldn't Chen Feng be buried inside?"

Seeing that there was indeed a middle-aged guard of the Chen Mansion in a gray robe standing at the door, Chen Meng's eyes were red and he struggled.

"You also know the Dao, I thought you were too stupid to be helped! The mechanism of the Broken Dragon Stone is in the underground cultivation room, if Chen Feng didn't have anything to do, wouldn't he come out by himself? Since he hasn't come out for so long, let's not bother him......" After speaking, Chen Rongxuan's voice had become extremely soft.

As if sensing the meaning of his father's words, Chen Meng stopped struggling, and although he didn't say anything more, his cheek muscles bulged out because of his gritted teeth.

"Go back, the clan has already decided on the day of the Great Competition, if you can achieve a good ranking at that time, it won't be too late to come and see Chen Feng again! Remember, in the cultivation world, there is no hope and no way out for the weak. Chen Rongxuan's big hand touched Chen Meng's head.

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