The innate masters are back.

Soon after, some news about Taixu gradually spread.

I heard that there are tens of thousands of monks who went to Taixu this time, and these monks have the lowest cultivation level.

Almost all the major forces in Zhao State went.

Whether it is the six major sects, the four major wealthy families in the imperial capital, or even the royal family, they all went to Taixu for opportunities.

In addition, there are more and more powerful people coming from outside the State of Zhao. Many of them are at the level of the Purple Palace, and there are even a large number of cultivators at the level of Yuandan.

Under such circumstances, these innate realms of Zhao State can only grab some things that Yuandan masters do not like from the outermost area of ​​Taixu.

Even so, these innate masters went crazy, fighting wildly for opportunities, treasures, and resources.

In the end, the robbery ended and all forces suffered heavy losses.

Especially the royal family, I heard that Emperor Zhao was seriously injured and his life was not long, and the State of Zhao might have to go through another battle for the throne soon.

Many people died in this battle for opportunity, among which Song Xuan's fourth uncle, fifth uncle, and several cousins, aunts and aunts also died.

The third grandfather Song Guangqi was abolished and his cultivation was gone.

After the battle, nearly ten of the innate masters of the Song family died, and their strength was sharply reduced.

...

"Man is dead for money and birds die for food."

In the yard, Song Xuan sighed when he heard the news from Song Tianyou. Even though he didn't like the people of the Song family, he felt very uncomfortable at this moment.

"They shouldn't have gone. Why do they still have to rob it even though they know it's so dangerous?" Song Tianyou said with red eyes, obviously she had cried before.

Among the dead people, they were all his relatives. They could often see them on weekdays, but suddenly they disappeared. Thinking that they would not see those people in the future, he felt uncomfortable and painful.

Song Qi, who had been silent on the side, finally spoke: "They are all for us to go further in the future. For the family and for future generations, only when generations work hard and fight, our family can be more prosperous and stronger."

"Once upon a time, our Song family had only one innate master, the third uncle. Later, he pulled our family into Jixuan City and became one of the three major families. Now, the third uncle has lost his cultivation, so naturally others need to stand up."

"The patriarchs and the others all knew that Taixu was dangerous, but they all went there without hesitation, because only by fighting and fighting can they become stronger, especially for a family, which is not people, but foundation, martial arts and treasures."

"And Taixu, there are these things, even though they know that they are in danger of life, they have to go."

"Everything is for the Song family!"

Song Xuan was stunned when he heard this.

Are those elders who allow their children to bully themselves really fighting for the Song family to risk their lives?

Didn't they do it for themselves?

Isn't it for your own children?

At this moment, Song Xuan felt extremely conflicted.

In Song Qi's words, the elders of the Song family are extremely tall and majestic, but in Song Xuan's heart, those people are all ungrateful people.

Once upon a time, the Song family relied on their father to Jixuan City, but when their father was deposed, almost everyone excluded their father and son. Are these people as selfless and great as Song Qi said?

Song Xuan didn't know.

Perhaps, these people are just targeting themselves, father and son, and are willing to sacrifice their family.

Song Xuan shook his head ridiculedly and didn't think too much about it.

To him, the Song family had little to do with him, and he didn't have much sense of belonging to this family. As for the other elders' concerns about the family, they didn't care about him.

He only knew that these people did not take good care of their children, and even encouraged them to bully him, the son of the genius family who once led the family to the current height.

This is enough.

Besides, I am about to leave the Song family. Why should I care about the other people in the Song family?

"While the others didn't notice me, they just left!"

Song Xuan sighed in his heart. When he thought of leaving, Song Xuan felt as if all the pressure was completely released and he felt relieved.

When Song Qi looked at the sad Song Qi, Song Tianyou and brothers, Song Xuan was thinking about how to say goodbye to the two, suddenly a voice spread throughout the Song family, "All tribesmen and ancestral temples gathered."

“…”

Song Xuan looked helpless, why did he gather at this time?

...

The Song Family Ancestral Hall is located at the last side of the Song Family. Twenty years since its establishment, the ancestral hall has never been added except for the tablets of the ancestors brought from the town.

Today, nine tablets were added to the ancestral temple.

The ancestral temple was full of tribe members, all with red eyes, and many people were even crying and sobbing, especially those children, who were crying heart-wrenchingly.

In front of the crowd, the patriarch Song Xingde looked vicissitudes, as if he had been ten years older, and the other elders were also full of sad expressions.

At the same time, Song Xuan noticed that almost all of them were injured, and their aura was much weaker than before.

Especially Song Xuan's third grandfather Song Guangqi, an old man who was originally energetic, has now his cultivation level has been abolished. He seems to have lost his energy and his back is messed up, and his expression is decadent.

Affected by this atmosphere, the two Song Qi and her brothers' eyes turned red again and they slowly sobbed in a low voice.

Song Xuan felt uncomfortable and stood silently at the end of the crowd.

"bye!"

All the tribes paid tribute to the ancestors, especially the nine innate tablets that had just died.

"This time my trip to Taixu, my Song family lost... ten innate people."

Just as everyone was sad, the patriarch Song Xingde spoke with a sad voice and said, "A tribe member asked us before, why we must go to Taixu..."

Song Xingde was silent for a moment and then said, "We have no choice. Opportunities are obtained. If you don't fight, others will go. In the inner city, if you want to replace my Song family, there are so many forces. Can we watch other forces rise and stand still? No, if we don't make progress, it means we will be beaten. At that time, our Song family will face a genocide crisis."

Looking at the slowly quiet tribe members, Song Xingde continued: "The world of martial arts is cruel, and it is often killed and destroyed. How did our Song family get to this position now? That's because another family was exterminated twenty years ago, and our Song family became one of the three major families in Jixuancheng. As a lesson, can our Song family follow their footsteps? No, we all hope that the Song family can continue to be strong."

"A family, if you want to be stronger and brilliant, it is inseparable from the efforts and sacrifices of generations of tribe members. Twenty years ago, Boyuan seized the opportunity and brought our Song family Jixuancheng, so that the Song family would go from an unknown small family to one of the three major families of Jixuancheng; twenty years later, when greater opportunities and greater crises come, should we retreat, not fight, or take a risk? Are we watching the family gradually decline in the future, or are we willing to sacrifice for the rise of the family?"

"We chose the latter, so we went to Taixu, even if we died without regrets!"

"The nine lost innate people will be remembered by our Song family for generations. When our Song family becomes more glorious in the future, our descendants will know that it is their sacrifice, which has brought us the opportunity to rise for our Song family, and it is their sacrifice, allowing our Song family to survive the crisis."

"I hope that you can turn grief into strength, practice harder and not let them sacrifice in vain; I hope that in the future, more tribe members will work hard for the rise of the Song family, so that our Song family will become glorious; I hope that you will not let them down and not let our expectations of you."

"The future of the family depends on you!"

"Can you do it?" Song Xingde yelled in vain.

"able!"

The group of tribesmen in front of the ancestral hall were all red eyes, clenched their fists, and shouted loudly.

If the family is strong, how can these sacrifices come?

If you are strong, why do you need elders to take risks?

At this moment, these carefree children and teenagers in the past understood in their hearts that their family was not strong. Although they were one of the three major families in Jixuan City, they also survived in the cracks.

At this moment, they longed for strength and cultivation, and wanted to become stronger, and they did not want to see what they were today again.

Song Xuan was also watching this scene, but he felt a little self-deprecating in his heart.

As the patriarch Song Xingde said, twenty years ago, Song Boyuan brought the Song family to Jixuan City. Twenty years later, the nine dead people were also for the future of the Song family.

But the difference in treatment is so big.

Song Boyuan was despised by his clan members, excluded by his peers and sisters, and even called him a useless person.

And these nine innate heroes are heroes, heroes that need to be remembered by generations and descendants.

Why?

Just because Song Boyuan wasted his own resources?

Or is it because Song Boyuan is still alive?

Although Song Xingde's words made him feel a little touched, he was still full of disdain.

Song Boyuan, a living hero, has made his clan members forget everything they used to have only twenty years. No, they have forgotten it since Song Boyuan was deposed.

How can such a family disciple remember everything today?

How can such a family disciple lead the Song family to glory?

Depend on them? It's a huge joke.

Just a group of ungrateful people.

...

"Song Xuan, what's your expression?"

Just when all the tribe members were immersed in anger, a sudden angry voice sounded, and Song Wenjia was seen with red eyes and glaring at Song Xuan with an extremely angry expression.

All the tribe members looked at Song Wenjia's gaze.

I saw that Song Xuan, who was standing behind the crowd, was full of self-deprecating and disdainful expressions.
To be continued...