V6.Chapter 156

Yu wusheng's action was a meal, and he didn't understand what had happened. But Mr. Yu's face became quite strange and said, "brother he, how do you know about blood clotting beads?"

He Yiming was confused at the moment, and he vaguely understood the refining method of this pill. Hearing Mr. Yu's inquiry, he subconsciously said, "in ghost crying ridge, I heard it."

Just after saying this, he Yiming was stunned and shouted in his heart. It's just that what has been said is like water thrown out and can't be taken back again.

Mr. Yu smiled and said, "brother he, in fact, I only know that if I want to refine this pill, I must use a pill called clotting beads as the main material. But I just don't know where the clotting beads come from."

He Yiming felt relieved and asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Yu, where does this pill come from?"

Mr. Yu said without hesitation, "our Yu family alchemist refined it by himself."

"Where did the clotting beads come from?"

"We bought it from a sect."

He Yiming raised his eyebrows gently, and he immediately knew which sect Mr. Yu was talking about. So his face is also quite funny.

One is the Dashen royal family, which is the nominal master of the whole eastern world, while the other is the notorious huangquan gate.

These two forces should be irreconcilable, but in fact, there must be an unpredictable connection between them, which can be seen from the fact that huangquan Menken sold blood clotting beads.

Mr. Yu's face was still flat without any waves. Even if he Yiming was used to seeing the expression of 108, his heart was faint and cold.

Yu wusheng heard their conversation come to an end, and immediately chimed in: "ancestor, he Da Zun, can we start?"

Mr. Yu nodded calmly. He Yiming hesitated for a moment. He came to Yu wusheng's face, and the two men looked at each other at this moment.

He Yiming stretched out a finger, and his voice was extremely dignified: "what are you thinking? I can promise you one thing."

Before saying these words, he Yiming's heart seemed to be blocked with a breath, which was very uncomfortable. But when the promise was said, my heart suddenly opened up.

He knew that the Yu family was the royal family of Dashen, and Yu wusheng's father, Yu mufei, had ever wanted to hurt himself. But in the face of this man who has lived for nearly a hundred years, but has not hesitated to devote his body and life to his family, he has an impulse, an impulse to do something for him.

Yu wusheng's eyes suddenly lit up. He saluted he Yiming deeply and said, "dear he, thank you for your gift."

He Yiming said expressionless, "say."

"There is only one thing I want you to do." Yu wusheng's eyes were shining, and Lang said, "please spare no effort when you help your ancestors rush through the customs later."

He Yiming looked at him seriously, and Yu wusheng looked at him calmly. The bruise on his forehead was still there, but it set off his eyes as bright as stars.

"I promised."

After just four words, he Yiming retreated. In the process, his eyes never moved away, and there was no action to avoid looking at Yu wusheng.

Yu wusheng's face showed a thick color of gratitude. This is a kind of gratitude from the inner world, which he Yiming can easily feel.

Mr. Yu, who was sitting in the middle chair, finally moved a little, but his face immediately returned to normal. On his shoulders, there are the expectations of countless people in the whole family, so in some ways, he can't be emotional, not at all.

Yu wusheng smiled slightly. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and swallowed the pill in his hand. He did this action smoothly without any hindrance.

He Yiming felt at a loss in his heart. He really couldn't figure out why someone could be so indifferent to life, and that life still belonged to him

The elixir entered the stomach, and after only a moment, it was completely melted.

Those melted medicinal juice seemed to have magical power, infiltrating from his abdominal wall and gradually spreading towards his whole body.

These medicinal juice was like a fire burning in his body.

His eyes gradually became blurred. In a trance, he seemed to return to the most basic path of martial arts cultivation.

Among the nobility of the Yu family, his talent is not very high, far less impressive than his father.

Since childhood, under the aura of his father, as a single cultivator, he suffered too high expectations and ridicule.

Everyone said that Yu mufei's pulse would begin to decline in his hands

Although no one dared to say so in front of him, how could he not know.

He worked hard to prove himself to the world, but he soon found that his efforts could never catch up with others' talents. No matter how hard he cultivates, the internal strength barrier is like a devil around him, so that he can't break through anyway.

As he grew older, this kind of gossip gradually increased. Although no one dared to say so in front of him, his sensitive nerves could easily catch all these subtle changes.

He could even see from his father's eyes that he had changed from hope to disappointment and then to despair.

Even when he himself was in despair.

Finally, one day, the bald third uncle who was high in Yu's family came to him and gave him a choice in his father's complicated eyes.

There was no disguise in the words of the bald third uncle, who clearly told him all this and gave him the right to choose.

He immediately agreed, even without hesitation.

However, on that night, he saw that his father, who was always famous for his calmness, had shut himself in the study. When he came out the next day, the study was full of wine taken out of the wine cellar, and no one knew when it was taken out of the wine cellar.

From that day on, he knew that even his desperate father would never want to promise his third uncle.

However, he never regretted the choice of that day.

From that day on, he and the other nine direct descendants of the family began to take the elixir prepared by the family for them.

These elixirs are either refined by the alchemists in the family, or they bought them from the blessed land at a high cost, or they used various means to seize them.

In order to prepare all the pills for ten of them, even the whole royal family has done its best.

Finally, when they were successfully promoted to yixiantian, the ancestors of the Yu family came to them in person.

Everyone knows what will happen next, but they are calm.

Because they all know that they can receive special treatment and enough respect in the family, which is for this moment.

Moreover, their lives may be exchanged for hundreds of years of family peace. These are enough for them to face everything frankly.

In their hearts, there is selfishness and public interest.

This is the cohesion of a big family. Only a big family that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years can really produce the cohesion.

In the final test, he was selected.

In the eyes of his companions, either envious, relaxed, or both, he returned home. That night, Yu mufei spent the night alone in his study again.

During this period, he left a son, but it's a pity that this son's cultivation talent is also unbearable. Fortunately, his two grandchildren also have relatively excellent cultivation talent. If chance happens, it may be able to make this vein reappear a powerful venerable.

His mind returned to the moment, and he felt intense pain. It was that powerful pain that pulled him out of his memories.

Breathing deeply, he looked down at his body.

His body is growing at a terrifying rate.

On him, there is a panacea that has been stored for decades. It was with the help of these miraculous drugs that he was able to successfully advance to the frontline. But the purpose of taking these miraculous drugs is not only to make him a genius, but to accumulate great potential in him.

His body, every inch of muscle is full of the life force of elixir, and the accumulation of decades is enough to reach a very terrible height.

At this moment, after he swallowed the pill, it was like a potion that ignited all these forces.

The force rushed towards the center of his brow, and the bruise suddenly swelled.

If they were true venerable ones, they could eliminate this force, but Yu wusheng was not, so his forehead began to swell unexpectedly.

When the pain spread to the whole body and gathered into a sea of strength into the eyebrows, he finally knew that he had succeeded. But this moment is also the last moment of his life.

He clenched his teeth and stood up trembling. He stepped forward and stood in front of his ancestors.

Although he showed his teeth, although he was shaky, his eyes were as bright as stars.

Mr. Yu held out his hand, but at this moment, he hesitated. Looking at these eyes, his heart, which seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years, quietly changed a little.

Yu wusheng's teeth were grinding incessantly, and his eyes were red and swollen, but it could not prevent him from seeing the movements of his ancestors clearly.

He opened his mouth, seemed to smile, suddenly stretched out his hand, and deeply inserted his eyebrows.

Bone fracture, blood splash

One hand stretched out smoothly. On this pale hand, a relic splashed with blood dripped around.

His mind sank, and at the last moment, his heart shouted frantically, that sentence that had not yet been said:

"Dad, I haven't disgraced you in my life!"