The Rise of the Shen Family

Looking at Chang Yuanchu, who was already dead on the ground, a strange look flashed in Shen Jinghua's eyes. If he wanted to say what this look represented, I am afraid that Shen Jinghua himself would not know.

Unconsciously, Shen Jinghua's thoughts suddenly returned to more than 40 years ago.

At that time, he had just been tested for his double spirit root aptitude in the family, and was secretly sent to Qingyunmen by Shen Huanchi.

In the Azure Cloud Palace, when his hand was placed on the bronze platform, a khaki light shone on the spar!

After the light came on, an old man suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed his wrist and detected it.

After a long time, the old man said to Shen Jinghua indifferently:

You will be my disciple from now on!

After speaking, he left with Shen Jinghua regardless of the opinions of the other elders in the door.

One old man and one young man came to a remote Lingshan Mountain. Just as the two entered a small courtyard, a young man ran out.

Teacher Yuanchu, meet the master! The young man cupped his hands.

Facing the man's greeting, the old man just replied indifferently, and then led Shen Jinghua into the room.

The old man sat on the Taishi chair, looked at Shen Jinghua who was kneeling on the ground and said:

Old man Zhu Zhentian, are you willing to follow me to learn the formation method?

Disciple is willing!

...

In this way, Shen Jinghua stayed on top of this spiritual mountain.

After a long time, Shen Jinghua also knew that that day he saw the big brother Chang Yuanchu.

On weekdays, Chang Yuanchu took extra care of their juniors and juniors, always giving them some pointers, even Shen Jinghua, who had just started.

Although the senior brother is a named disciple like us, he will soon be the master's direct disciple! Second senior brother and third senior sister said to Shen Jinghua.

My own disciple...I don't know if I can do it? Shen Jinghua thought secretly in his heart.

...

One day, Shen Jinghua was called into the old man's room. At this time, he had successfully established the foundation and had become a genuine third-order low-grade array mage.

The disciples meet the master! Shen Jinghua bowed with hands.

Get up!

Thank you, master!

After a few breaths, the old man looked at Shen Jinghua and said slowly:

Jinghua, are you willing to become a direct disciple of your master and inherit my mantle?

The old man's words were like a bolt from the blue, shaking in his mind, making him not come back to his senses for a long time.

Obviously Shen Jinghua didn't expect the old man to ask such a question, in his impression, the big brother is the most suitable person to pass on!

Master, this... Shen Jinghua said incoherently.

Seeing Shen Jinghua like this, the old man frowned slightly and said:

Just say something!

Shen Jinghua lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of the old man, and said solemnly:

The disciple thinks that the position of direct inheritance is still the most suitable for the senior brother.

As soon as Shen Jinghua finished speaking, he sensed that the old man was exuding a powerful force, and then only heard the old man sigh:

He doesn't fit!

this……

Shen Jinghua was speechless for a moment, the outstanding senior brother in their eyes was actually denied by the master!

He knew that the senior brother Chang Yuanchu had paid a lot for the identity of this direct disciple, and he, the second senior brother and the third senior sister also agreed.

Master, Senior Brother he... Shen Jinghua said quickly.

Seeing the puzzled look in his apprentice's eyes and hearing his words to defend Chang Yuanchu, the old man shook his head and said:

Your senior brother, you are too competitive and too scheming to pass on my mantle!

Hearing this, Shen Jinghua couldn't say anything anymore.

He understands the old man's temper, and he said that obviously there is no possibility for the senior brother.

After a few breaths, the old man's tone suddenly became severe, and he said solemnly:

Okay, I'll ask you again for the master, would you like to be my direct disciple?

Disciple is willing! Shen Jinghua said.

To become a direct disciple of a third-tier high-grade formation master, it would be a lie to say that he didn't want to. Before that, Shen Jinghua felt that the big brother was more suitable than himself.

it is good!

The old man said happily.

...

That day, after he came out of the old man's room, he met his senior brother Chang Yuanchu. At this time, Chang Yuanchu's eyes had changed when he looked at him, and there was a faint feeling of hatred.

In the days that followed, the news that he had become a third-tier high-rank formation master spread all over Qingyunmen, and Shen Jinghua's status suddenly rose to a terrifying height.

However, since then, the relationship between Shen Jinghua and the big brother Chang Yuanchu has been completely broken. Although the two are not in the same situation, they still seem to be fighting each other.

Even if the relationship between the two has eased after that, it is only to maintain the surface harmony.

It can be said that Shen Jinghua has guilt towards Chang Yuanchu. Even if Chang Yuanchu targeted him everywhere after that, he only retreated if he could, avoided if he could, and was unwilling to confront Chang Yuanchu.

However, seeing what Chang Yuanchu did today, Shen Jinghua's heart was untied, bullying his teachers and destroying his ancestors, and stealing the way of blood formation, he Chang Yuanchu was unforgivable!

...

puff!

Shen Jinghua spewed out a mouthful of blood, he could no longer stand, and then the whole person fell to the ground, and the eight-array figure above his head exuding the breath of the avenue also shattered and disappeared into the sky.

Uncle Six! Uncle Six!

Shen Ruiling, who was flying towards this side, saw Shen Jinghua lying on the ground, and hurried over.

Shen Ruiling hurriedly helped Shen Jinghua who fell to the ground, took out a third-order low-grade Fu Yuan Dan and stuffed it into Shen Jinghua's mouth.

Clean up... let's get out of here first! Shen Jinghua said to Shen Ruiling intermittently.

Yes!

Shen Ruiling immediately stood up and glanced at Chang Yuanchu, who was lying on the ground, only to see that he grabbed the five fingers of his left hand and ingested Chang Yuanchu's storage bag and the spirit sword. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

A ray of red lotus karmic fire drilled out from the right hand, and immediately swept through Chang Yuanchu's body, burning ragingly.

Shen Ruiling finished cleaning up the mess, and regardless of the burning flame behind him, he helped Shen Jinghua to stand up.

Uncle Six, it's alright!

Looking at Shen Jinghua's injury, Shen Ruiling said worriedly.

Okay! Let's get out of here! Shen Jinghua closed his eyes again, his mind moved.

I saw that a white light descended from the sky and enveloped Shen Ruiling and Shen Jinghua. After a few breaths, Shen Ruiling and the two returned to the original canyon.

At this time, there was no one in the canyon, and above their heads, a blood-red array was spinning.

The six men in black under the formation plate had turned into six mummified corpses, and all the blood in their bodies had been absorbed by the blood formation.

Shen Jinghua raised his head and looked at the array plate, and then a ferocious look flashed in his eyes.

break!

I saw that the blood-colored array plate shattered in an instant, and it turned into bursts of blood and scattered in the sky.

At the same time, the space crack that exudes blood is slowly healing.

In a few breaths, the space stabilized again, as if nothing had happened.

The karmic fire in Shen Ruiling's body swept out again, not only burning the six mummified corpses, but also burning the crime scene into a piece of scorched earth.

Just as Shen Ruiling was helping Shen Jinghua to leave here, a foundation-building aura appeared within the sensing range of the two.

Shen Ruiling glanced at each other, and their faces suddenly became gloomy. Could it be that the old man is back?

But soon, Shen Ruiling's dignified expression eased, and murmured:

How could it be him?