Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

Danxue Mountain.

The ancestral land of the Chiyuan clan in the Tianxing Realm.

Rumor has it that the Chiyuan tribe is the descendant of the mythical beast Phoenix and has the blood of the mythical beast Phoenix in their bodies. The Chiyuan tribe also respects their ancestor as the Phoenix and has planted phoenix trees throughout the mountain range.

"I said, there are only three places for my clan in the Biyun Secret Realm, and we must not give any place to outsiders."

In the meeting hall of the Chiyuan tribe, a young man in purple looked at Huang Yi beside him and said in a cold voice.

"Fifth Elder, didn't I ask the clan to give him a spot? The secret realm selection competition is about to begin. I'm just trying to get him a chance to participate in the competition. Could it be that the Fifth Elder is worried that the younger generation in the clan can't even beat a kid from the Lingjue Land?" Huang Yi said.

"Humph, how could a genius of our clan be inferior to a peasant from the Land of Spiritual Absoluteness?" The young man whom Huang Yi called the Fifth Elder snorted coldly, a trace of contempt flashed in the depths of his eyes, and said: "Even if it is just the qualification for the competition, no outsider will be allowed to get involved."

"Chen Mo is not an outsider. He is the descendant of our clan's benefactor. Our clan has taken away the resources of the medicinal garden left for them by our ancestors. Now we don't even allow him the qualification to compete. Could it be that our Chiyuan clan is ungrateful?" Huang Yi argued.

"Our clan has protected them for 30,000 years, and we have long since repaid the favor." The young man in purple frowned.

"Fifth Elder, don't forget that when our ancestors moved them to the land of spiritual destruction, they gave all their magic weapons, skills and supernatural powers to our clan. Our ancestors said that our clan would only keep them for safekeeping, and when they come to take them in the future, they would definitely return them all. It has been more than 30,000 years, and our clan has never returned them. Instead, we have taken other people's magic weapons for ourselves." Huang Yi said.

"That is their reward for thanking our ancestors for saving their lives. Since it is a reward, it must be a magic weapon of our clan."

"Even if it's a reward, how can the Fifth Elder repay his kindness?"

"Huang Yi!" The purple-clothed young man stared at Huang Yi and angrily shouted, "Don't forget, you are also an elder of the clan. You must always put the interests of the clan first."

"Fifth Elder, being grateful and repaying kindness is the ancestral motto left by our ancestors." Huang Yi's voice also became a little colder.

"Huang Yi, what kind of magic potion did that boy give you that makes you care so much about him?"

"I am protecting my family's reputation and doing it for justice."

"What a justice! I think you are targeting me."

“I’m not targeting anyone.”

"Huang Yi, no matter what you say, I don't agree."

"I didn't ask the Fifth Elder to agree either." Huang Yi stepped forward and bowed to the old man with a kind face and closed eyes, saying, "Grand Elder, I want to request to convene an elders' meeting."

"Huang Yi, you are crazy." Hearing Huang Yi's words, the purple-clothed young man was shocked and frowned, "Just for such a small matter, you woke up the elders who were in seclusion and convened an elders meeting?"

"This is not a trivial matter as it concerns the descendants of our benefactors."

"Huang Yi!"

"Fifth Elder!"

"That's enough."

The old man at the top opened his eyes, glanced at the woman in the white dress below him, and smiled: "I never thought that Xiaoyi, who has always been free and easy, would care about this matter."

"Great Elder, I'm doing this for justice." Huang Yi said.

The old man smiled and said, "Xiao Yi, Feng Hong is right. There is no need to alarm all the elders and convene an elders meeting for such a small matter."

The fifth elder Feng Hong gave Huang Yi a "look" look.

"Of course, the kindness cannot be forgotten. If it weren't for the benefactor who helped our clan when it was in decline, our Chiyuan clan wouldn't be where we are today. Let him..." The elder paused and looked at Huang Yi: "What was his name?"

"Chen Mo."

"Yes, Chen Mo, let him participate in the secret realm selection competition. If he wins, why not give him a place?" said the great elder.

"Grand Elder."

Feng Hong wanted to say something, but the Great Elder waved his hand, interrupted him, and said: "If they can't even beat a junior from a small world, they are not qualified to enjoy the Seventh Rank Spiritual Fruit. This matter is decided, no need to say more."

"The Great Elder is wise." Huang Yi smiled faintly, her voice soft.

…

The scene comes to the fairy island.

"Fairy Yi."

Chen Mo flew to Huang Yi. Today she was wearing a flowing colorful dress. The material was still as soft as clouds, and the colors were mostly elegant white, blue, pink and gold.

The dress was embroidered with delicate patterns and dotted with flower petals, swaying gently in the breeze.

She has a slender figure and a light body, as if she is not of this world.

Chen Mo's heart began to beat uncontrollably, and he bowed and said, "Sorry to have kept Fairy Yi waiting for a long time."

Huang Yi shook her head, her lips like petals slightly opened: "I have arranged everything for you, it depends on whether you can grasp it."

"Boy Chen Mo, I will try my best not to let Fairy Yi down."

"Now that you are ready, follow me."

…

There are only three places for the Chiyuan tribe to enter the Biyun Secret Realm.

But there are more than three young people in the Lingtai realm in the clan.

If the elders of the clan nominated three people to go, some people would definitely not accept it and it would be unfair.

Therefore, the tribe decided on a method of competition to decide the winner, and selected the three strongest people to represent the Chiyuan tribe and enter the Biyun Secret Realm.

Whether you can get a place depends on your ability.

If your skills are not as good as others, you can't blame others.

The location of the competition is set up in the Chiyuan tribe’s martial arts training ground.

For the sake of fairness, during the competition, both sides are prohibited from using magic weapons or elixirs to enhance strength, and are prohibited from harming lives. Whoever knocks the other side out of the ring or admits defeat will be considered the winner.

The Biyun Secret Realm is only opened once every thousand years, with only three spots available each time.

Therefore, the young people in the Lingtai Realm of the Chiyuan Clan attach great importance to today's test.

Some people practiced hard in the early days just for today.

Therefore, even though the competition had not yet begun, the contestants who came to participate in the competition had already surrounded the martial arts training ground.

"Needless to say, the spots this time will definitely go to Brother Fengying, Sister Huangsu, and Cousin Fengxuan."

"If nothing unexpected happens, yes, they were always in the top three in every previous clan competition. This time, it looks like we can only be runners-up."

“…”

All the young people in the audience looked at the three boys and girls who were surrounded by the crowd.

Among them, the girl was surrounded by the most people. She did not stand by the crowded martial arts training ground, but stood under a corridor. Her lilac silk skirt was slightly blown up by the wind, and the green cloud-like hairpins swayed gently in her hair, making her eyebrows and eyes look even more gentle. She pinched a branch of white plum blossoms with her fingertips, listening to the flattering words around her, and the girl just lowered her head and sniffed the white plum blossoms.

The white plums smell delicious, the strands of hair on the cheeks brush across the tip of the nose, and the girl has a faint smile on her lips, as if she is a lady walking out of a painting.

When they were young, they were just in love with each other, and the boys looked at the young girl Huang Su with admiration in their eyes.

The only exception was Fengying. Facing Huangsu, who was like the moon surrounded by stars, he had never looked at Huangsu deliberately since he came to the martial arts training ground.

Even when faced with the flattery and conversations from people of the same age, he turned a deaf ear to them.

"Here he comes, here he comes, Elder Huang Yi is here."

Just at this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and the eyes that were originally centered on Fengying, Fengxuan and Huangsu suddenly shifted elsewhere.

Huang Su, who was smelling the plum blossoms, also raised her beautiful eyes.

I saw a green light flying rapidly from the horizon not far away.

When the green light got closer, the first person everyone saw was a woman.

She was wearing a colorful dress that seemed to be woven from clouds and mist, and her face was as delicate as a painting. She walked in the air with grace and composure in her steps, and a faint halo was rippling around her, as if it was the condensation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, giving people a feeling of being extraordinary, innate nobility and tranquility.

Huang Su looked at the person who came, and a hint of imperceptible envy and jealousy flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Fengying, who had always been unmoved by the outside world, couldn't help but have a flash of admiration in her eyes the moment she saw Huangyi.

When Huang Yi's gaze swept around the martial arts training ground, it naturally swept over Feng Ying.

This made Fengying think "she is looking at me" and her eyes slightly avoided.

Just then, there was an uproar.

"Who is the man behind Elder Huang Yi?"

"The bracelet he's wearing looks familiar."

In addition to the young generation, there were also elders who were several or even dozens of generations older than them.

"Isn't that the Qiankun bracelet that Huang Yi used when she was young? Why is it on this man's wrist?"

"What is the relationship between Huang Yi and this man?"

“…”

Fengying, who was originally "shy", looked up immediately after hearing these words, staring at the man behind Huangyi. When she saw the green jade bracelet on the man's wrist, her face instantly darkened and she clenched her hands.

"Could he be the human from the small world?"

"He is Chen Mo?"

"It's actually true that outsiders are coming to participate in the competition!"

"I heard that he is the descendant of our clan's benefactor. Elder Huang Yi was willing to offend the Fifth Elder for him."

“…”

When these words fell into Fengying's ears, it was like sharp thorns piercing her heart, causing the young man's breathing to speed up.

Huang Yi frowned slightly after listening to these words, knowing that someone had leaked Chen Mo's affairs in advance.

She brought Chen Mo and landed on an open space next to the martial arts training ground.

Before she could explain anything to Chen Mo.

A handsome young man came up to her and bowed to her: "Aunt Yi."

"Fengying." Huang Yi glanced at the young man and nodded.

"Aunt Yi, in the meeting room the day before yesterday, Grandpa was not targeting you. He was thinking about the family. I hope Aunt Yi won't take it to heart."

Fengying said, looking at Chen Mo beside Huangyi, and said with a smile: "Aunt Yi, this must be my little benefactor, Fengying, the 117th generation grandson of the Chiyuan clan. Nice to meet you, little benefactor."

After saying that, he bowed to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was still looking around curiously. When he heard someone talking to him, he immediately came back to his senses and looked over.

This is a handsome young man, dressed in brocade clothes, polite, with clear and bright eyes. There is a smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth, looking kind and warm.

The first impression is quite good.

"You are too polite, sir. I am Chen Mo, nice to meet Young Master Fengying." Chen Mo would naturally not be impolite.