In the quiet night, Langya City, only a tower with a vast area in the inner city is brightly lit like daytime. Everyone who appears in the tower is a practitioner, and no ordinary person can be found.

This is where the Panlong Banquet is held.

The plaque in this pavilion is engraved with three gold-plated characters "Panlong Banquet". It is said that His Majesty the Emperor personally picked up the pen.

So the handwriting is not very good, but no one dares to tell the truth. There are even some very shameless people who stand under the plaque and strongly praise these three gold-plated big characters, revealing them like a lot of money, and bringing their ability to beat the dragon fart to the extreme.

There is still room for the official banquet. Although the pavilion is already crowded, there are still many disciples from the mountain gate who have not yet appeared.

While waiting, this place really became a very ordinary banquet. There were relatively friendly mountain disciples greeting each other and chatting about their interesting practices. There were also monks who disliked each other, and they were ridiculed and belittled, and they were about to fight. If it weren't for the many palace guards around, there would have been many blood-stained incidents at the scene.

However, the disciples who truly came from the powerful mountain gate would not be like those useless people who were like rude men in the world. They all maintained a very well-educated appearance, and even when they were chatting with each other, they would be invisibly grand.

The young practitioners present at the Panlong Banquet did not sting with their own words. The name he talked about most was Shen Qiubai, who was praised by the son of Daotian in Zhaixing Mansion.

Shen Qiubai's strength among the younger generation in Jiangguo is recognized. Even if some people feel dissatisfied, they still admire Shen Qiubai more, resulting in the scattered strange voices that do not cause any turmoil and are completely submerged.

"It is said that Senior Brother Shen is the closest to the threshold of the fifth realm. Even Mr. Bei in the academy is incomparable to the chief of Ligong Jianyuan."

"Senior Brother Shen is not only the strongest young monk in our Jiang Kingdom, but also one of the best people in the world. To find a strong man who can compete with Senior Brother Shen, it is like looking for a needle in a sea of ​​people."

"But I once heard from the teachings in the mountain gate that there was a young man in the Eastern Wei Dynasty who crossed the threshold of the five realms. Compared with this person, even Senior Brother Shen is a little inferior, right?"

"Where did you hear the rumors? What is the name of the person who crossed the threshold of the Five Realms? If there is such a monster, how could there be no deeds about him in the world? It's just a false rumors, and it's really impossible to be true."

"I don't think this matter is groundless, because I have heard the teacher in the mountain gate talk about it, but it is said that although that person is not too confused, he is much older than Senior Brother Shen. So I can't say that Senior Brother Shen is a little inferior. Among the monks of his peers, Senior Brother Shen is still the strongest."

"I agree with this. Senior Brother Shen should be the man at the top. Don't involve those older practitioners, otherwise you should find an older senior who is better than Senior Brother Shen. If you can't count your hands, you will have no comparison."

"However, it is rumored that the monk who has crossed the threshold of the fifth realm is only less than thirty years old. He can't be considered an old senior, right?"

The atmosphere at the scene seemed to suddenly become a little quiet, and then the person who spoke silently closed his mouth. Soon, the scene became lively again.

Outside the pavilion, a disciple from the practice mountain gate was coming to the banquet. The leader was Lu Changge. He raised a smile on his lips, stared at the plaque in the pavilion, and stepped across the threshold in one step.

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The light rain under the night enveloped the capital.

The former famous family, within the He Mansion.

The young man with a sword stood quietly in the center of the yard.

Under the eaves of the main hall, there are many direct descendants of the He Mansion.

Except for some elders, those young men are more or less disabled.

Some lost their arms and their sleeves were flying empty.

Some lose their legs and sit in a wheelchair with a dull look.

They are obviously the age of the best energy, but they are all depressed.

Most of the direct descendants of the He family who were able to get a little bit of the prestigious style of bullying men and women, were crippled and abominable. The disciples who even served as officials in the court were imprisoned by Jingzhao Mansion. Some died, while others were worse than death.

The He family has fallen to an unimaginable situation.

The road to the court was no longer feasible, so they set their sights on the practice mountain gate. However, He Zhengrong, who is a concubine, is the only person in the He family who has the qualifications to practice. Even so, for those He family's direct descendants, He Zhengrong is still just a waste who lets them beat and scold them.

It was just because He Zhengrong has entered the palace courtyard to practice, and they dared not blatantly mock and humiliate him anymore, but their thoughts have never changed. They always acted arrogantly in the face of He Zhengrong.

Some people even think that it would be a pleasure for the disciples who are dignified from the palace to lower their proud heads in front of them.

He Shizai is already in his seventies and is now the head of the He family.

It’s not that he still has so much energy to manage the family, but that those who are not among the direct descendants can get on the table. The He family is already very depressed. If he is given a casually to a person who has no ability, the He family will not face decay, but destruction.

At least at this point, He Shi is still sober.

At this time, the Panlong Banquet is about to be held, and He Zhengrong is just qualified to attend the banquet, which has become a good opportunity for the He family to get rid of the trend of decline and return to the top.

He Shi barely had a trace of splendor in his turbid eyes. He stood under the eaves and looked at He Zhengrong in the courtyard. "Zhengrong, as a disciple of the palace, you are also the only hope for revitalization of my He family. The Panlong Banquet is the biggest feast of my Jiang Kingdom monks. If you can win the championship in one fell swoop, you will definitely be able to shock the world of Jiang Kingdom's cultivation. The great figures in the court, and even His Majesty will look at you differently. Why worry that my He family will not return to the top and surpass the glory of his ancestors!"

"That's right, in order to send you into Li Palace, my He family spent a lot of resources to forge a sharp sword for you. All the resources that originally belonged to the direct descendants were given to you. If you can't win at the Panlong Banquet, don't say it's the He family again. Our He family will not produce a waste like you!"

There was a woman wearing thick rouge and powder, wearing gold and silver, staring at He Zhengrong fiercely, without any concealment in her eyes.

Although He Shizai is the current head of the He family, he is not the head of the family. He Zhengrong's biological grandfather. The head of the family is He Zhengrong's father. The woman who still wears gold and silver in the declining situation of the He family is the mistress, and it is He Zhengrong's father's wife.

He Zhengrong hated his father for what he had done to his mother, and then ignored him afterwards.

He hated the humiliation and oppression of the mother of the He family.

He also hated He Shi for turning a blind eye to this matter.

I hate the brothers and sisters of the He family even more, and they mocked and scolded him since childhood.

At the moment when his mother passed away, when he was unable to resist, he chose to endure humiliation and live a life of silence.

And now he has the strength to absolutely crush everyone in the He family.

Whether in the past or now, the He family is just a prominent family in the eyes of ordinary people.

But he is now a cultivator, a sword cultivator in Ligong Sword Academy. The hatred he squeezed in the past should be vented.

He Zhengrong stood in the yard, listened silently to these words, and said coldly: "The entrance to the palace is the result of my own efforts. The resources you call me poured into me are just to compensate me for what my mother and I had experienced in the He family, and it is even far from enough."

"What you rely on is the reputation of the He family. It's a pity that the so-called direct descendants of your He family are all cowards and useless people, who are sheltered under the guise of their ancestors and are living a life of silence to die."

"If you just want to do this simply, the He family's background is enough for you to live your life, but you are going to die everywhere. In the capital, the emperor, you are arrogant and domineering. Now that you are in such a downturn, it is just a matter of your own fault."

The direct descendants of the He family showed their anger. They seemed to be unable to believe that He Zhengrong, the concubine, dared to say such words.

It is true that they all know very well what kind of identity He Zhengrong has in the capital as a disciple of the palace courtyard, but for more than ten years, they have long been accustomed to raising their chins to see He Zhengrong. The so-called lofty attitude has long become a subconscious mind. They still subconsciously think that He Zhengrong is easy to bully.

Now that He Zhengrong actually had the idea of ​​resisting, they thought they were surprised and even more angry.

Especially the mistress of the He family who was wearing gold and silver, had already had a thick coat of powder on her face, which was irritated by anger, and pointed at He Zhengrong with anger, "You evil beast! The He family spent all their resources to help you enter the palace and become a cultivator, but they raised a ungrateful wolf. If they had known this, I should have strangled you to death when you were just born!"

The mistress of the He family did have this idea back then, but for the sake of the He family's prominent family, she did not choose to do so. But it was precisely because she did not directly strangle He Zhengrong that He Zhengrong also encountered the most tragic childhood. Now it is also the time for him to fight back.

He Shi frowned and looked at his daughter-in-law scolding like a shrew, and felt a little unhappy, but He Zhengrong's words made him even more angry. The so-called cowards, useless people, and waiting for death, wouldn't he also include him?

When He Shi was young, the He family was still a prominent family, but the decline of the He family also began with his generation. Although the culprit in this situation was the young children of the direct line, they all paid a heavy price, which was something that had passed after all.

Faced with He Zhengrong's dull sarcasm, He Shizai said angrily: "Even if they are unbearable, they are your brothers. What you should do is to revitalize the prestige of my He family. If it weren't for the help of my He family, how could you have such good luck to have the current identity!"

This is the first time that He Zhengrong has looked at his grandfather seriously. This so-called grandfather who once touched his head when he was a child, witnessing the atrocities of his eldest wife towards his mother and son.

My mother is just a woman with a humble identity. She cannot make decisions on her future. Even her identity in her concubine is forced. He Zhengrong should not have existed. Even if she exists, she should not have the surname He. Although he cannot choose his own identity, he has the ability to decide his future.

He looked at He Shizai calmly and said, "I don't want to mention any of the past, but you shouldn't always talk about how much resources I consumed for the He family when I was admitted to the Li Palace. If I don't have the qualifications to practice, no matter how many resources you consume, I will not be able to enter the Li Palace."

"What else do you think of the resources you spent besides forging a sword for me? There is nothing you can do except when you were a child, but I haven't spent a penny on your He family now, and I have already had a new sword. If you want, I can return the waste sword to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword appeared in He Zhengrong's hand. He threw it casually, and the sword was swept towards He Shi with a whistling sound.

He Shizai's expression changed drastically, and he retreated in a hurry and almost fell down. The people standing under the eaves were in a mess. No one was going to support He Shizai or blocked him firmly, but ran away one by one. Even the broken-legged direct descendants were desperately rolling out of the wheelchair and crawling away with both hands.

He Shizai naturally saw this chaotic scene. His shameful and angry face turned red, his feet trembled, and he fell down, slammed heavily on the hard floor under the eaves, and let out a scream.

Accompanied by this scream and a crisp crackling sound, the noisy scene suddenly became silent.

He Shi was in the original standing position, with a sword inserted, and cracks on the floor spread out like spider webs.

The mistress of the He family, whose pale face was already covered with rouge, turned pale a few times. She subconsciously swallowed her saliva, but didn't even think about supporting the fallen old man. Instead, she looked at He Zhengrong in horror. Her expression changed several times, and then she roared in anger: "What do you want to do like a bastard? Do you still want to kill someone!"

Some people also seemed to want to get rid of their fear and subconsciously shouted: "Don't think that if the head of the family is not in the mansion, you are so presumptuous! The old man is still there! Could it be that you still want to commit the evil act of killing your father and killing your parents!"

They shouted very well, but no one cared about He Shizai who was lying on the ground and humming.

He Zhengrong quietly watched these people's unbearable performance, feeling a little uncomfortable, but since he wanted to cut off all this, he did not intend to give these people any face. A cold light flashed in his eyes. The sword of his life swung over the yard and flew back to his hands, "Who dares to make a noise again, I will kill him!"

The thunderous trembling sound lasted for a long time in the ears of every He family.

In an instant, the whole He Mansion became strangely silent.

He Zhengrong looked at them coldly and said in a deep voice: "How I performed at the Panlong Banquet has nothing to do with your He family. From today on, I, He Zhengrong, have nothing to do with your He family. If you are willing to commit suicide and dare to do anything, I don't mind sending you all to the underworld with your own hands!"

The natal flying sword escaped from his palm, and a cold light flashed, and a strand of broken hair fell.

The body and hair are the most heartless and firm to cut off all contacts.

The He family looked at this scene in horror. Even He Shizai, who had finally sat up, looked stupid when he saw the strand of broken hair.

"I've cut off my hair."

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He Zhengrong walked straight out of the gate of He Mansion.

A man in green stood on the street opposite.

"I thought you wouldn't help but kill them."

He Zhengrong frowned and looked at the man in green and said, "Who are you?"

The man in green smiled and said, "I am Qingyi from Tianshuyuan."

He Zhengrong was silent for a moment and said, "I am not that stupid. If I really kill them, whether it is your Tianshu Court, Xuanzhengsi, or Jingzhao Mansion, I will arrest me on the charge of killing my relatives. I don't want to bury everyone in the He family."

Qing Yi said, "But you will always feel a little unwilling."

Of course, He Zhengrong was unwilling to give up. He wanted to draw his sword and kill everyone in He's mansion directly, but the Jiang Kingdom and even the entire world would not allow such a tragic incident to happen. After all, this is not a revenge. Killing all his close relatives is inhumane, and the heavens are angry and people are resentful.

Qing Yi said: "Your father is doing business outside. The spy from Tianshuyuan found that he was blocked by bandits and was killed, and his body was sent to the capital."

He Zhengrong was a little surprised, but he also vaguely understood why Qing Yi from Tianshu Court appeared outside the He Mansion at this time.

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