"Kill him, I must kill him!" A voice like a wolf howling kept echoing in the huge house of the Chen family, which was five miles a radius.

Many servants passing by, after hearing this sound, quickly walked towards other directions, for fear of staying here for a moment.

In the spacious room, Chen Zhenghua, who was lying on the bed, slammed a teacup on the maid who came to serve him, and cursed sternly: "You little guy, you even mock me. Do you believe it or not, I will sell you to the lowest kiln now!"

The teenage maid shivered and shivered, like a frightened little beast, letting the mouth of her brow bleed continuously.

However, in Chen Zhenghua's opinion, this maid's failure to speak was a silent resistance to himself. He picked up the iron paperweight placed on the table and used all his strength to smash it hard at the weak maid.

"Go to die..."

Although Chen Zhenghua was broken, his cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi training was still there. The iron paperweight implies his internal energy, and once he threw it, he could have a thousand pounds of strength.

"Bang!"

The thin maid had no time to hide, so she was hit on her head by the iron paperweight and fell directly to the ground.

"Hahaha... I'm the one who makes you laugh at me, I, Mr. Chen, can't you, like you, mock me!" Chen Zhenghua looked at the maid who fell to the ground with a crazy impulse in his voice.

"Enough!"

A cold sound came from outside the house. With this sound, Chen Shengnan, the head of the Chen family, stepped in.

Looking at Chen Shengnan's cold face, Chen Zhenghua closed his mouth.

Chen Shengnan didn't think much about the maid who was lying in a pool of blood. He waved his hand behind him, and a guard quickly lifted the maid's neck and walked out of the room.

From the actions of the guard, it can be seen that he is already familiar with this task.

"Bang!"

A slap in the face and slapped Chen Zhenghua hard on the face.

"Father, you..." Chen Zhenghua touched his face, a little surprised, and looked at Chen Shengnan with a hint of anger.

Chen Shengnan looked at Chen Zhenghua coldly and said fiercely: "A little setback will make you look like this? How can you inherit the family business of our Chen family in this way? How can you make our Chen family develop into the first family in Nanhuazhou?"

"Father, I was wrong." Looking at Chen Shengnan's gloomy face, Chen Zhenghua felt his heart trembling.

What he cared more about was Chen Shengnan’s words: How to lead the Chen family to become the first family in Nanhuazhou.

This means that Chen Shengnan has ruined his mind.

A deposed family heir usually won't die well. Chen Zhenghua's mind flashed quickly through the situation where his uncle was being locked in an iron cage and roasted to death.

Chen Shengnan nodded and said, "Well, it's good to know that it's wrong. Eat this resurrection pill and practice hard in the past few days. Don't cause trouble anymore."

After taking the resurrection pill handed over by Chen Shengnan, Chen Zhenghua nodded like a pecking rice and said, "Don't worry, father, I will definitely practice hard."

"snort!"

Chen Shengnan walked a few steps in the room full of broken objects, and then said gloomyly: "In the recent period, don't mess with the boy named Fang."

Chen Zhenghua wanted to agree, but he was very unwilling to accept it. He forced himself to say, "Father, that boy has discredited our Chen family. If so..."

"Forget it? How can I forget it! But that kid has a great monk from the Foundation Establishment Stage to come forward for him, so we should avoid the edge!" Chen Shengnan said this and said gloomyly: "What's more, there are many ways to make a person disappear, and killing head-on is the stupidest one."

"Father, you mean..." The expectation on Chen Zhenghua's face suddenly increased a lot.

Looking at his son's face, Chen Shengnan was a little disappointed. But he nodded and said, "No, after a while, when most people want to forget about this matter, let this kid die silently."

"Then...what if that person surnamed Lin starts to pursue it?" Chen Zhenghua asked with concern after a moment of excitement.

Chen Shengnan smiled and said, "Cultivating immortals is ruthless. For an immortal cultivator, mortals are passers-by in their eyes. After a while, they will forget them completely. What's more, your second uncle is going to advance to the middle stage of foundation building. Not to mention that he will not pursue it, even if he pursues it, what can he do to us without evidence!"

Speaking of this, Chen Shengnan was a little proud and even more anticipated: "What's more, your second sister..."

Halfway through this sentence, Chen Shengnan shut up.

Chen Zhenghua really wanted to know about his second sister's situation, but seeing that his father's face became colder, he quickly savvy the words he was about to ask and swallowed them back into his stomach.

He knew that his father had great expectations for his second sister. His second sister was taken away by his uncle in the middle stage of foundation building, as if to be for a big man...

"Father, I understand!" Chen Zhenghua clenched his fists and said seriously.

Chen Shengnan nodded and said, "It's good to understand. By the way, you have been practicing hard recently. The selection of Jiulian Sect once a year is coming. Although you may not be able to build a foundation, being a servant in Jiulian Sect for three years will be very helpful for you to take over the head of the Chen family."

...

"Xiao Ling, this should be the big garden that Aunt Fang mentioned. Look, the fish pond that Aunt Fang mentioned is still there!" Among the flowers and plants in the garden, the shadows of flowers were like a dancing butterfly, running happily in the huge yard.

Fang Ling stood on a square stone and watched Hua Shuying's happiness. In the memory of this master, this girl was undoubtedly a majestic sister, but in fact, she was just a sixteen-year-old girl.

In the era when she lived, she should be working hard for her high school entrance examination at this age.

"Xiao Ling, you said we will set up a pavilion here. How about fishing here like Aunt Fang and the others?" Hua Shuying stood by the lake and asked Fang Ling with a smile.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Okay, let's build a big pavilion, which can not only fish, but also rest."

While speaking, Fang Ling looked around. The walls built by the Chen family had been demolished and connected into a piece of houses, which was enough to reproduce the grand occasion of the Fang family back then.

A century-old family has become dust and mud once!

In the huge Fang family, only he and Hua Shuying were left.

Although Fang Ling didn't know the reason for the decline of the other party, Fang Ling could think of the reason from today's situation.

In this world, everything is virtual, and only one's own strength is real.

Half an hour later, Hua Shuying, who was a little tired, went back to rest. Fang Ling stood in the big garden and practiced the ancestral cultivation of the Fang family.

After practicing for thirty-six cycles, the moon was already hanging high in the sky.

Through these thirty-six Zhoutian practices, Fang Ling felt that he was very full of energy.

"Bang!"

A punch hit a stone, and three cracks suddenly appeared on the stone.

The power of two thousand kilograms is not much increased.

Fang Ling was not disappointed with this situation. He had just broken through the third level of Qi training. If he wanted to go further, it would never be possible to achieve it overnight.

But deep down, his desire for strength made him a little anxious.

Although Lin Mucheng said something, Fang Ling knew that the Chen family would not just do it.

If it doesn’t work, people will play with it. It’s easy to hide from the open arrows, but it’s hard to defend against the hidden arrows.

According to Fang Ling's habit, he was willing to eliminate the danger ahead. But now he has no ability to eliminate the Chen family.

Although the cultivation level of the third level of Qi training is not ordinary in Dingfang City, there are at least thousands of people in Dingfang City.

There are at least 500 people with this kind of cultivation in the Chen family.

Not to mention the existence that can destroy oneself with one hand at the seventh level of Qi training.

"bass!"

Amid the gentle sound of the sword, a long sword with a faint golden light flashed had appeared in Fang Ling's hand.

Jinghong Sword, this is the sword sent by Li Mingli, Zhenbaoxuan.

Although Lin Mucheng was not taken seriously, it was indeed a good sword, with iron peeling like mud and blowing hair short.

However, what Fang Ling likes the most is that this sword used to belong to the Fang family.

On the ancient sword box, a square character is full of ancient meaning.

I think Li Mingli sent this sword, which is also a large part of it because of this square character.

"Sword into a long rainbow"

"Shooting the Sky"

"Surprising"

"Lightning Shocking"

...

The thirty-six light-stripping sword technique, Fang Ling practiced faster and faster. When the last move was used, Fang Ling's entire person had already integrated into the sword light.

"cut!"

With Fang Ling's whisper, two sword lights slashed heavily on the trunk of a big tree. With the sword light flashing, the huge crown fell heavily to the ground.

Standing under the canopy, Fang Ling took a deep breath.

He was not satisfied with the sword technique he used. According to the records of the Spectral Sword Technique, when the Spectral Sword Technique is fully practiced, one sword can be used to divide nine sword lights.

Moreover, every sword light can turn virtual into reality.

On the one hand, the short time of self-cultivation is also related to my own cultivation qualifications.

According to the notes on the Split Sword Technique, when someone practiced the first time, he had already cultivated his sword technique to the first level, and he had a sword out and divided the three sword lights.

Taking a breath, Fang Ling was not discouraged.

All he can rely on is himself.

Since his qualifications are average, he can make up for his hard work and a set of light-sword techniques. He feels that he can still practice it.

However, this comfort made him feel a little bitter. Diligence has a great possibility that he could practice the light sword technique. However, with his own qualifications, he broke through the ninth level of Qi training and became a monk in the foundation-building stage. This is undoubtedly more difficult than climbing a mountain.

Just as Fang Ling raised the Changhong Sword in his hand and was about to practice the split light sword technique again, the moonlight shone on the Changhong Sword.

As the moonlight shone, Fang Ling felt that his eyes became dark.

When he opened his eyes wide and looked ahead, a space of thousands of feet appeared in front of him in an instant.

This space appeared very suddenly. From outside this space, Fang Ling saw a barrier as thin as the Lashan Secret Realm!

Seeing this strange scene, Fang Ling's heart moved. The thousands of tour guide pictures in his heart suddenly lit up with the appearance of this space.
Chapter completed!