Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 26: Scrap
The sky is clear and the sun is scorching.
However, Ling Chen's heart is extremely cold, it is a kind of coldness that is more sad than death.
He is the young patriarch of the Ling family, a young genius of the sixth level of Qi refining, the number one in the previous competition, and the number one in this competition. So many auras shrouded him, making him like stars arching into the moon. The center of the younger generation of the Ling family is highly regarded and respected.
However, at this moment, his hair is loose, his eyes are dull, and he collapses in despair, with a bright red palm print on his face.
"I am defeated, I am completely defeated..." Ling Chen lowered his head, self-confidence has completely collapsed, and only made two moves. The first time was when Ling Xian saw through the weakness and broke through. At that time, he thought that Ling Immortal is a fluke, even if it is not a fluke, he cannot be his opponent.
The second time, he was confident, thinking that he would be able to defeat Ling Xian with the Canglang Sword Art that broke through to the seventh level, but he was defeated by Ling Xian again, and he was completely broken from the front. The strong blow this time brought him made him finally realize how ridiculous he was at the beginning.
He is the sixth level of Qi refining, while Ling Xian only has the fifth level of Qi refining. There is a difference of one level of cultivation base, but he lost in the spell confrontation.
The Canglang Sword Art, which he regarded as the Supreme Secret Book, had no resistance at all in front of the big hand that covered the sky and sun. As a result, if the two cultivation bases are the same, doesn't it mean that he doesn't even have the qualifications to fight Lingxian?
Thinking of this, Ling Chen's heart became even colder.
"It's ridiculous, it's extremely ridiculous." He was devastated, and there was a smell of death in his whole body, and he could no longer see the arrogant pride, and muttered to himself: "I actually want to make him faceless. , Ruined and ruined, I didn’t expect that in the end I was knocked down forever..."
"I knew today, why bother back then." Ling Xian sighed softly, and said: "If you don't come to provoke me, and you want to ruin me and be overwhelmed, then you are still the young patriarch who enjoys respect. It's what it looks like now."
After this battle, the genius Ling Chen is considered to be a waste. Although the cultivation base is still there, the Dao Heart has been broken. If the Dao Heart cannot be reshaped and his faith is strengthened, then in this life, Ling Xian will use his power to defeat him. It has been with him all the time and has become a nightmare that he fears all the time.
Ling Chen raised his head abruptly, his eyes flashed with deep hatred, and sneered: "No need to say more, the winner is the king and the loser. I don't need your mercy, but you remember, one day, sooner or later, I will drive you into the abyss, Yixue’s shame today!"
"I don’t know what’s good or bad, I don’t know how to introspect, obviously I’m too much, but I’m pushing the blame on others." Ling Xian frowned, and said: "If you take today’s matter as if I deliberately humiliated you, then I have nothing to say."
If Ling Chen really can afford to lose, and treat Ling Xian with a normal mind, but treat him as a mountain that must be crossed on the road to Xiuxian, then he may someday reshape the Taoist heart and make great progress in his cultivation. But now his mind is full of resentment towards Ling Xian, and the shame of that slap, I am afraid that he will be immersed in hatred throughout his life, and it will be difficult to make progress in his cultivation.
"I'm the young patriarch of the Ling family, it's not your turn to teach me." Ling Chen's face was full of resentment, and he said sternly: "You remember, one day, I will give you to me The humiliation will be returned to you ten times a hundred times, so that you will also taste the pain of being knocked off the altar!"
Ling Xian's eyes flashed cold, moving to kill.
At this moment, Ling Tianqing descended from the sky and slapped Ling Chen's face on the other side, but this slap was much lighter, after all, it was his own flesh and blood, and he couldn't bear to be cruel.
"Father..." Ling Chen was taken aback, and then yelled like crazy: "You hit me? You hit me for a collaborator?"
Ling Tianqing looked at his beloved son distressedly, but he had to be cruel, and snorted coldly: "I'm waking you up! Look at you now, arrogant, arrogant, ignorant of introspection, arrogant and domineering , Ling Xian will be ruined at every turn, and if he wants him to die, why did I give birth to such a sinner like you?"
"Father, he is a collateral child of the Ling family. If you say it badly, he is my servant of the Ling family. What's wrong with me asking him to die? That's because I can think of him. You actually taught me for a slave "Ling Chen looked excited, he didn't hesitate to say anything, but didn't realize that when he uttered these words, everyone's eyes looked at him changed.
There are some things that cannot be said on the surface.
It is true that the ancestors of most of the collateral children are servants of the Ling family, so the collateral children usually oppress them and don’t treat them as members of the same clan. This is the underlying rule of the Ling family, and they all know it in their hearts. But it just can't be put on the bright side.
However, at this moment, Ling Chen said lightly, tearing off the fig leaf, and the anger was greeted by the crowd.
It's okay to say that siblings, but frowning slightly, after all, everyone has done things like bullying collaterals, and they have also said things like slaves in private.
But the collateral children don’t do it. Our ancestors have thrown their heads for the Ling family, shed blood, and made great contributions. Why do you treat us as slaves and oppress us wantonly? Don’t you treat us as human beings?
filled with excitement one by one, his eyes were full of anger, if it wasn't for the patriarch to stand on the stage, they would have rushed forward and tore Ling Chen to pieces.
"Idiot! How can such words be put on the surface? This is terrible. If it is not handled properly, I am afraid that the long-standing conflicts between the direct line and the side line will completely erupt!" Second elder Ling Ling Tianjiao was worried.
"I believe that the eldest brother can handle it well. This is the end of the matter. It is useless now." Ling Tianxiang frowned. This matter is quite tricky. Since the establishment of the family, there have always been conflicts between the direct line and the side line. .
aristocratic lineage, enjoys sufficient spiritual resources, and enjoys oppressing other lineages on weekdays. The status of collateral children is low, and the amount of cultivation resources that can be received every month is pitifully small. Not only do they have to endure the oppression of some collateral children, but also to endure all kinds of different treatments, naturally, they are dissatisfied.
In fact, what they want is nothing more than fairness, but there is no fairness in this world.
Therefore, the contradictions have accumulated a little bit like this, but they have been scrupulous about each other, and they have not made a big deal.
But today, Ling Chen's words became the fuse, detonating those injustices, dissatisfaction, and contradictions.
"Patriarch, why does he say that we are slaves? Please give us an explanation!" Suddenly such a sentence came out of the crowd, and then, there was an overwhelming voice.
"Yes, do you think the same as the patriarch? If not, give us an explanation!"
"Our ancestors have contributed to the Ling family's current glory. Is this how the Ling family treats the descendants of our meritorious officials?"
"It’s so chilling, but all dangerous tasks are always done by our side. Why can your family be able to sit back and reap without pains, why? Give us an explanation!"
The sentiment is angered, and every collateral child has dissatisfaction on his face, vowing to seek justice.
Ling Tianqing's face was sinking and he had a headache. He really didn't expect that his son would say something like that, and he was now in a dilemma.
What is explaining?
Do you want to kill Ling Chen yourself?
"You bastard, look at the trouble you caused!" Ling Tianqing really wanted to slap him, but after all, it was his own flesh and blood. How could he be so cruel?
"I..." Ling Chen also realized that he had made a mistake, but it was too late to regret, and he quietly took a step back, fearing that those emotional collateral children would come up and strip him alive.
"How do I usually teach you? The Ling family is an inseparable whole, regardless of direct line and side line. I didn't expect you to have the mind of treating the family's children as a servant. How could I give birth to you such an incompetent one? Something?" Ling Tianqing was heartbroken, hating iron but not steel.
This is not acting, he did think so, and taught Ling Chen the same way.
Unfortunately, the tiger father gave birth to a dog.
"Patriarch, let me give you an explanation, otherwise I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with today's affairs." Ling Xian said.
Ling Tianqing sighed, and he could forcefully suppress the opinions of those collateral children~IndoMTL.com~ as long as their parents and grandparents do not come out to make trouble, but Ling Xian has to consider it carefully.
Because Ling Xian was a victim, and the peerless talents he showed today, Ling Tianqing knew well that once such a proud man of heaven grows up, he will be invincible and sweep all directions, which can keep the Ling family prosperous for a long time.
Besides, the key to whether the Ling family can survive future crises will most likely fall on him.
How could he not take Ling Xian’s opinion seriously?
Just as Ling Tianqing was in a dilemma, a ghost-like figure passed by and appeared on the martial arts field.
It was an old man in sackcloth with white hair and white beard and a rickety figure.
"Uncle Yun, why is your old man here?" Ling Tianqing walked quickly to the old man, bowing and saluting.
The old man in Mai hurriedly helped him up and said with a smile: "The old man is a slave, the young master is the head of the Ling family, don't betray me."
"Uncle Yun said and laughed, the whole Ling family, who dares to say that you are a slave?" Ling Tianqing said.
"Hehe, the young patriarch dare, he didn't say it just now." The old man smiled slightly.
"This..." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Ling Tianqing's face, and said: "The dog is stubborn, you should never be familiar with him, I will teach him well."
"Okay, the old man doesn't talk nonsense, just open the door straight to the point, and he appeared today to send a handwritten letter to the master." The old man waved his hand, and a piece of rice paper emerged out of thin air, slowly flying into Ling Tianqing's hand.
"Today's matter, the master has been watching from the back mountain. This is his advice to the young master. It is up to the young master to listen or not. After all, you are now the elder of the Ling clan." The old man said solemnly. .
As soon as 's voice fell, the person had disappeared, leaving Ling Tianqing staring blankly at the piece of rice paper in his hand.
There is only one word on the paper.
waste.