The real battle is not the stories in the Romance. Two masters fight each other, swords and swords meet each other, dozens or hundreds of rounds, which is all bullshit. Not to mention the true peerless master, Ren Daoyuan, a top-level warrior of humanity, has a thousand pounds of power. After a few rounds, the sharp blade body will be full of gaps and become like an iron saw.

If this horizontal knife is made into a Taoist weapon, the result will be much better. Its sharp attribute can cut off the opponent's weapon in one and two pieces. However, because it is not strong enough, every time you cut off the opponent's weapon, it will leave a lot of hidden damage to yourself. It takes a little longer. Even if there is no scar on the outside, the blade will break during a certain kill.

A Taoist tool that doesn't last long?

Just when Ren Daoyuan was hurt by the sword in front of him, Ren Fuqing and his wife did not sleep all night in the bedroom of the master. Their eyes were a little dark and their faces were dim.

"It won't work. Last night, the waiter didn't sleep all night and had a qi with his uncles and loyal servants at home. It was really difficult to deal with." Liu Yuanmeng said softly while rubbing her husband's temples.

"Well, I know." As the head of the family, Ren Fuqing could hide everything in his family as long as he wanted to know. The second boy Ren Xiaoyao never thought of hiding his father. Everything he did was never sneaky, but was completely upright and open.

"I know? What do you know? Can't you see Xiaoyao's appearance? He is planning to use all his skills to attack Daoyuan's prestige and find ways to make him make mistakes. How is that good?" Liu Rumeng actually didn't care who was the heir of the head of the family. Anyway, they were all her sons. But what she didn't want to see the most was that the two brothers fought for the inheritance position.

Xiaoyao's methods are still bright now, but as time goes by, who knows what methods the boy will use? As a mother, what she least wants to see is her two sons facing each other.

This kind of thing is not without it. Every time it happens, it will greatly damage the vitality of a family. The Ren family is still quite strong at present, but if the two brothers really get into each other, it will be hard to say.

"Then what do you do?" Ren Fuqing also had a headache, with the eldest son he couldn't understand. It would be great if Daoyuan was the second son, nothing was wrong, he was the eldest son.

The couple remained silent. How could there be a good way to do this? Unless one party concessions, and the best way to make concessions is to be Xiaoyao, it will always be a troublesome thing.

"By the way, what do you think you want him to go to Taiqing Mansion? What's going on next month..." Liu Mengyuan said softly.

"Not appropriate." Ren Fuqing blurted out.

"What's wrong? I know you feel sorry for your son, don't I feel sorry for you? But Yuan'er is already an adult, so he should let him try it." Liu Mengyuan was more open-minded than her husband.

"His disease?" Ren Fuqing was still hesitant, and his eldest son's drowsiness was almost indescribable.

"He didn't sleep last night." Liu Mengyuan opened his mouth and continued. That night, how many people in the Ren Mansion could have a stable sleep?

"It's only one night, I can't tell anything." Ren Fuqing felt his head hurt even more. His wife's fingers were slightly chilling, but the chilling feeling could not stop the fire-like thoughts in his mind.

"It's better than letting both of them be in the mansion." Liu Mengyuan sighed lightly. She didn't know the trouble of sleepiness, but the problem in front of her always needs to be solved first.

"Why would you let Xiaoyao go?" Ren Fuqing said. As long as he separated his two sons for a while, the matter would fade over time. After all, Ren Fuqing was in his prime. As long as he did not mention inheritance, he believed that he could be peaceful for a long time. When these two brothers are old and angry, they should not have any troubles that will make them worry.

Liu Mengyuan did not answer directly, and thought for a moment and said, "I have to ask Brother Li for advice on this matter, it is useless if others say it."

"That's right." Ren Fuqing understood what his wife meant. There was still some danger in going to that kind of place. Only when Li Yun really wanted to protect the person, he would be more confident. Of course, no matter which son he went to, the couple would definitely have all their strength to protect him. But if one more heavenly master would always be safer.

Just after lunch, the second manager came again, and the head of the family Fuqing summoned him.

Putting down the horizontal knife in his hand, Ren Daoyuan was confused and following the Second Manager. Did the things yesterday change? Since he got the first Taoist weapon, he gave up directly from the position of the head of the Ren family. The head of the family has been doing trivial matters, but he doesn't have that leisure time. Since his father summoned him and could not tell the matter directly, he would definitely not accept the position of the head of the family, so let the second brother be the one.

There were only Ren Fuqing and Liu Mengyuan, and there was no one serving the girl. The second supervisor invited Ren Daoyuan into the house. Seeing the head of the family waved, he consciously left the house and arranged for people to guard the outside room. The head of the family said that anyone who approached the house could be killed within ten steps outside the house.

"Yuaner, sit here." Liu Rumeng waved and said, "There are no outsiders in the room, and there is no need for ordinary customs.

"Father, Mother." Ren Daoyuan still bowed and sat at the top of the two, thinking about how to speak easily. He didn't take the matter of the heir seriously, mainly thinking about Taoist arts. Before, Ren Daoyuan had never heard of Taoist arts at home. It was obvious that there was no Taoist arts at home, and he didn't know how much their parents knew about Taoist arts. If they would agree to become a Taoist arts master.

In the dream, most of them happened in Qianzhou, Zhongtu. There seemed to be many Taoist masters there, but there were not many top-quality Taoist tools. The Eight Desolates Qingzhou is located in a remote area. Ren Daoyuan didn’t even know whether there was a Taoist master in Yanqing Prefecture. At least he had never heard of that Yanqing Prefecture had Taoist weapons. You know, over the past ten years, he has seen almost all the shops in Yanqing Prefecture.

If Ha Mingfei knew that the successor selected by Fengniao would have such an idea, I am afraid that he would be angry to death again. Taoist artifacts are sold in shops? Although your Ren family is a top-notch family in Yanqing Mansion, can your family come up with a decent Taoist artifact?

"Daoyuan, you didn't seem to have fallen asleep last night?" Liu Mengyuan asked.

"That's right, my son's narcolepsy seems to have healed." Ren Daoyuan didn't expect that his parents had already known it before he slept for a day, and he felt moved. Although he had spent almost all of his sleep over the years and had a limited time with his parents, he could still feel that their love for him was no worse than that of his second brother.

"It's so good. You should know that next month is your second uncle's birthday, and the gifts are ready. You are now twenty years old, and it's time to go out for a walk. Tomorrow, I'll send gifts and set off first. Let's go to the grandfather's house in Taiqing Mansion. My parents will go there later." Liu Mengyuan said.

"Oh...it's fine." I was thinking about how to mention Taoism to my parents, but unexpectedly, my mother actually talked about her second uncle's birthday.

This is a bit strange. Ren Daoyuan remembers that his second uncle is two years younger than his mother, and it is not a birthday. How could he think of birthday celebration? Although Ren Daoyuan was sleepy, he still knew about his grandfather's family. He usually would not celebrate his birthday unless he was a birthday. How old is the second uncle this year? It seems that he is thirty-five years old, and it is not considered a birthday celebration.

My parents celebrated my second uncle's birthday only five years ago. The ordinary birthday was always in my second uncle's own courtyard. I would like to place a table at random to celebrate my birthday.

"Well, let's do it. You go down and prepare. You will set off tomorrow. There are a lot of things. Be careful all the way. It is said that Taiqing Mansion has not been peaceful recently." Seeing Ren Daoyuan responding, Ren Fuqing nodded and said, still a little hesitant. This matter brought his eldest son into it, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"My son takes his leave." Only half a quarter of an hour ago, Ren Daoyuan felt a little confused. Is the birth date of thirty-five years old so important? Judging from what my father meant, there are still many gifts?

Seeing Ren Daoyuan leave, the couple looked at each other, and Liu Mengyuan said, "Is Yuan'er's narcolepsy really cured?" How could he get better after ten years of sleeping?

Ren Fuqing shook his head, he didn't know, but Ren Daoyuan didn't sleep for a day yesterday, which was true.

"What does Brother Li mean?" Ren Fuqing murmured to himself.

"Who knows, he seems to be optimistic about Xiaoyao Ren's head, and Fangsheng even thinks that the Tao is far and good, and he can't understand it." Liu Mengyuan sighed softly.

The next morning, after breakfast, Ren Daoyuan prepared in advance and arrived at the gate of the courtyard. The convoy had already been prepared, with five four-way vehicles and thirty guards.

Ren Daoyuan was really shocked when he saw this scene. What does this mean? Is it necessary to be so grand for an ordinary birthday?

"Dao'er, are you all ready?" Mother Liu Mengyuan was waiting at the door. When she saw her eldest son coming on time, she stepped forward to sort out her clothes for him, with a look of kindness.

"Well, mother, this is it?" Looking at the convoy, Ren Daoyuan felt that this matter was a big deal and it was definitely not a simple birthday celebration.

"Don't ask, be careful all the way. If there is something, go to the last car to ask for advice. Do you understand?" Liu Mengyuan said softly. Now is not the time to let her son know. If possible, she really doesn't want this to involve her son, no matter which son it is.

"Well, I know, mom." Ren Daoyuan responded. Since he asked him to go, he would know what he should know sooner or later. Ren Daoyuan was not anxious.

"The first car is for you, the three cars in the middle are gifts, the last car..." Liu Mengyuan took a look and did not continue.

"Yeah." Ren Daoyuan just responded. Anyway, the convoy would take at least twenty days from here to Taiqing Mansion. Who was sitting in the car would soon know. However, these guards made Ren Daoyuan very moved. These people were not ordinary guards. Half of them were loyal servants in the family, and the other half were also servants and guests who were aware of the truth. The thirty people in front of him were all cultivation levels above the Earth level, which was almost a quarter of the combat power of the Ren family's Earth level.
Chapter completed!