Chapter 24

Five days have passed again.

"Don't worry, there are still ten days left. Don't worry." Xuanyuan said to himself like this.

Five days have passed again.

"Don't worry, there are still five days left." Xuanyuan comforted himself. But looking at Xuanyuan's face, he knew that he was very nervous, uneasy and scared.

Four days, three days, two days. Xuanyuan has never had the feeling that he is about to break through.

One day! The last day! Tomorrow is Xuanyuan's birthday. If he can't break through, he will be ruthlessly decentralized. Thinking about the aura around his head for six years, Xuan Yuanxun felt afraid for no reason. He is afraid of losing the scenery surrounded by countless auras, he is afraid of other people's contemptuous eyes, he is afraid of...

Xuanyuan was lying on **, covering his head tightly under the quilt, and the sound of crying in a low voice could be faintly heard.

"Delegation!"

"Delegation!"

......

Xuanyuan's mind is full of these two words.

I'm tired of crying, wipe away my tears and continue to practice.

One day, since it has been weak, but it doesn't help, then continue to persevere! Weakness and perseverance appeared on Xuanyuanxun at the same time.

For a whole day, Xuanyuan didn't dare to sleep or close his eyes. He was afraid that time would slip away in his sleep. But time will not stay at all because of Xuanyuan's infinite night.

Finally, other people's blessings spread to Xuanyuan's ears.

"Congratulations, looking for the young master! After today, you will be a formal warrior. Everyone congratulated Xuanyuan.

But Xuanyuan Xun is like a walking corpse. He only knows that he has to rush to the ancestral temple now and rush there to make others laugh.

In order not to put pressure on his son, Xuanyuan has not come to see him for a few days, but came to ask Xuanyuan at noon yesterday. Xuanyuan didn't say anything, but smiled at his father, which was full of confidence. Xuanyuan thought that his son had broken through the final stage. How did he know that his son just didn't want his father to look down on him in advance and tried to disguise his self-confidence!

rushed to the ancestral temple, where the elders and core disciples were waiting for Xuanyuan. Xuanyuanxun is a thousand-year-old genius in the family, and the only one who meets the requirements of his ancestor Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. All the core disciples came to witness the glorious moment of Xuanyuanxun's formal adulthood. And this day is also the day when Xuanyuan will officially become the next patriarch of the Xuanyuan family. But the premise of all this is that he, Xuanyuanxun, has become a warrior!

Everyone, including Xuanyuan, thought that Xuanyuan had broken through and congratulated him one after another. But people soon realized something was wrong. Xuanyuan's face doesn't look like it has broken through.

Isn't it? Everyone is muttering to themselves. Didn't he break through the last level? This is impossible. He broke through to the peak of foundation before the age of 13.

Or Xuanyuan was the first to ask, "Xun'er, you?"

Xuanyuan knelt down violently, his face was expressionless, his lips seemed to be open and closed, and his nose trembled quickly. Finally, he spit out a sentence: "The child disappointed his father."

It's just eight short words, but it's like a Thunderbolt in this ancestral temple. Everyone's ears are buzzing. What did he say? Disappoint your father? He didn't break through to the realm of martial arts?! How can it be?! How much hope did my Xuanyuan family hope for him? Now the Lei family wants to destroy my Xuanyuan family and the Li family in one fell swoop. He, Xuanyuan is the hope of my family. How can he?!" Several elders roared in their hearts. Of course, Xuanyuan pine is not included in this group.

And the eyes of most core disciples have changed from previous envy and envy to contempt and pity. And Xuanyuanfeng, who was already in the later stage of the martial arts, was full of pride, "Make you crazy! How is it now? It's not going to be decentralized! You deserve it! Humph! Don't think that I will let you go, Xuanyuan, your hard life is yet to come! Hahahaha!"

Xuanyuansong pretends to be sad and said, "Prinown, although Xuanyuanxun is your son, Song does not want you to use power for personal gain. The rules of the race cannot be broken.

Xuanyuan closed his eyes tightly. How could he say the word "decentralization"? That's his son.

"The patriarch." Xuanyuansong urged.

"Delegate Xuanyuan to Qingyang Town." Xuanyuan said the most difficult sentence in his life.

Xuanyuan didn't seem to hear it, but still knelt there like a dead man, motionless. Xuanyuan didn't look into the eyes of the people around him. He knew he didn't have to look. Laugh, just laugh. Now even I want to laugh at myself, and what can you do with me?

Three days later, Qingyang Town, a small town under the jurisdiction of the Xuanyuan family. It is more than 20 miles away from Tianyang City, and there are only 500 families in total. The bamboo leaf green wine brewed in Qingyang Town is golden, transparent and slightly green. It has a unique aroma formed by the infusion of medicinal materials. It is fragrant and mellow, sweet and slightly bitter in the mouth, mild, without irritation, and has an endless aftertaste. It is the favorite wine of the rich people in Tianyang City and even Lancas City. In addition to brewing bamboo leaf green and other good wines, Qingyang Town also brews extremely alcoholic knives. The knife is extremely spicy in the mouth, and drinking is like a fire, and it is extremely hot. After waking up, I always have a headache.

Xuanyuan Xun also often drank some bamboo leaves when he was in Tianyang City, but this burning knife had never been drunk. But after coming to Qingyang Town, Xuanyuanxun fell in love with this knife. Every time he swallowed wine into his stomach, he cut his stomach with a knife. Xuanyuan wanted this feeling. He had to rely on this feeling to numb himself, let himself forget that he was sent to Qingyang Town, and let himself forget that he was not qualified to be a warrior envied by everyone, and had no chance to become a powerful martial artist like his ancestors. , there is no chance to travel to the mainland, no chance... In short, everything has nothing to do with his Xuanyuan. What Xuanyuan can do is to sit and wait to die in this Qingyang town.

A day later, a sloppy old man came to Qingyang Town. It seems to be chasing the smell of the wine of the knife.

"Young man, what must you have encountered when you drink this kind of liquor at a young age? Say it and make the old man happy.

"You old man, build your happiness on the pain of others. What are you?"

"If you can say this, it means that you are not deeply hurt. There is no obstacle in life, unless you don't take that step yourself. Well, my old man has drunk a few mouthfuls of wine and will give you a few words. There is no chance to let go, and there is still a glimmer of vitality to insist.

Xuanyuan's eyes flashed, but disappeared in an instant and continued to drink his own wine.

Four days later, Xuanyuan came to Qingyang Town to visit his son. But he found a bearded and unkempt beggar-like figure. This is not someone else, but the first genius of the former romantic and extremely romantic Xuanyuan family - Xuanyuan Xun!

Xuanyuan cang looked at the son in front of him who only knew how to live with alcohol, and couldn't help slapped Xuanyuan in the face. Xuanyuanxun still drank his own knife with a smile as if he didn't feel it, and ignored his father standing in front of him.

Xuanyuan looked up to the sky and roared: "Haha! I didn't expect that Xuanyuan would give birth to such a promising son! It's just a little setback and so lost. There is no manhood or my son like Xuanyuan.

No matter what Xuanyuan Cang said, Xuanyuan Xun just drank there with a smile, and from time to time handed the wine pot to Xuanyuancang and invited him to drink together.

Xuanyuan's persuasion was fruitless, so he had to return to Tianyang City, because now the Lei family's offensive is more fierce than before, and he needs to go back to preside over the overall situation. It has made several ethnic groups complain that they can find time to come here today.

On the fifth day, Li Zhongling, who knew the news of Xuanyuan's subordinate news, rushed to Qingyang Town with Xuanyuan Yuqing, but saw the drunken Xuanyuanxun lying in the yard with an empty wine pot in his hand.

Li Zhongling never thought that Xuanyuan, who was humorous and romantic a few months ago, would become the appearance in front of him. His face is full of stubble and unkempt.

Xuanyuan Yuqing brought a pot of well water that had just been drawn from the well and splashed on Xuanyuan's face. The cold feeling made Xuanyuanxun regain consciousness in an instant. Drunk and hazy, looking at the two blurred figures in front of him, Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Bring the wine, hehe."

"Brother, cheer up!" Xuanyuan Yuqing scolded and slapped Xuanyuan on the cheek. This is the second time in two days that someone has been slapped in the face. But Xuanyuanxun still smiled as if he had no consciousness: "Where's the wine, where's my burning knife?" Come on, bring me my wine!"

"Yuqing, let me do it." Li Zhongling took his wife's hand.

"Looking for a brother, you just can't become a warrior. Do you need to be so cowardly? You can't become a warrior. It's a human fault. It's a heavenly fault. This is God's jealous talent. However, don't forget your talent in chess. As long as you want, you can definitely become the second chess saint of Jialan Continent! And isn't this also your second dream? Now that the first dream is shattered, do you also want the second dream to be shattered? Do you want your father, your sister, and your brother to be sad? You are not only torturing yourself, but also torturing us. Is this still Xuanyuan, a wanderer who is loved and blooming? Li Zhongling's words were very light, but every word clearly entered Xuanyuan's ear and into his heart. Especially the five ordinary but profound words of "the second chess saint".

The bits and pieces of the past reappeared in Xuanyuan's mind like movies. Yes, Xuanyuan Xun did not suffer any setbacks and no sadness in the past. But that's why he was so depressed. And Xuanyuan wants to cheer up, but he can only find a reason for him to continue to persist from the good memories of the past. And chess is undoubtedly the most precious thing in this beautiful memory.

For Xuanyuanxun, chess is like a part of his life. Now all the cells of this part of chess have died, but chess has not! Li Zhongling knew this, so he took the "Ches Saint" to rekindle Xuanyuan's fighting spirit.

Xuanyuan stood up tremblingly, and his feet were still a little unstable, as if he could fall down at any time. Xuanyuan Yuqing hurried forward to help Xuanyuan Xun, but Xuanyuan Xun slightly pushed Xuanyuan Yuqing away: "Sister, I can do it myself. This is where I fell, so I will get up from here by myself.

Xuanyuan staggered left and right into the room, rinsed his mouth, washed his hair, and trimmed his beard. When Xuan Yuanxun came out of the house again, although he was still dressed like a beggar, Li Zhongling saw Xuan Yuanxun's former self-confidence and optimism from his extremely clear eyes.

"Haha! This is my brother! Brother, after you bathe and change your clothes, let's kill a few more plates!" Li Zhongling suddenly became heroic.

"Haha! OK!" Xuanyuan Xun also laughed.