"This man's name is Yinggong. Although he is old, he is from the same generation as us. He hasn't gone down the mountain, he is not familiar with the world, and may speak badly. Just don't take him seriously."

Afraid that the hero was angry again, Peng Qi gave him a special vaccination, so he walked forward and handed a booklet to the beard.

"Brother Gun, are you safe? This year, the number of Ying clans who went up the mountain was thirty, but in fact, twenty-eight, are all here."

"Brother Peng."

Yinggon nodded expressionlessly, opened the booklet and looked at it a few times, suddenly frowned, and said unhappily: "Who is this hero? Come out!"

Hey, is my name eye-catching?

The hero stood up with his lips curled up and said, "What advice do you have for me?"

"You are just a first-class cultivation level, how dare you go to Bannu Mountain? Are you the descendants of my ancestors all native chickens and tiles? It's just a mess, go and have a rest!"

The hero raised his eyebrows: "Do you dare to ask me, are there any rules in the clan that limit the level of children going up the mountain?"

"There is no such rule in the clan, but there is never a precedent for the Ying clan to go up the mountain at such a low level." Yinggong said coldly.

"There is no precedent, so let's start with me."

"Rareless!" Yinggon was furious, "Who are you? How dare you look down on the ancestor of Ying so much? Someone comes and send him down the mountain for me, and you will not be allowed to return within three years!"

The hero's face turned dark and he finally understood.

Obviously, his performance in Kunlun Academy has been passed back to Shuangzhou City. His grandfather or second uncle was worried that he would really pass the test, so he arranged a second-hand preparation, which is the Yinggon in front of him.

If he is expelled today, he will be twenty-one years old three years later, so he will naturally be no longer qualified. He will still be the laughing stock of the Ying family in the future, and his father will not find a reason to formally establish his position as the palace throne.

What qualifications are there for a person who has not even passed the test of his ancestors to command the entire Ying family and Shuangzhou?

If the plan fails, just remove the firewood from the bottom of the pot. The tricks are still simple and direct, and extremely ruthless.

Looking at the gloating on the faces of many brothers of the same clan around him, the hero slowly clenched his fists.

"Brother Gun calms down!"

Stopping the two people walking out of the woods next to him, Peng Qi lowered his voice and said to Yinggon, "You may not know that his father is the master of his family, that is, the palace master, and the one who asked him to come to the test was the patriarch. It is really not advisable to expel him easily. Please think twice!"

"You should take the patriarch and the palace master to suppress me!" Yinggong did not give me any face, "My Ying family has been guarding the forbidden area for generations, and is only responsible for the forbidden area and is not subject to anyone's control and dispatch.

That boy disrespects his ancestors and treats them like a joke. He is extremely guilty and just drives him away. I have already done my best to be kind and righteous!"

"Brother Gun..."

"Shut up! No matter how noisy I dare to speak, don't blame me for being merciless and leaving with you!"

Peng Qi's face turned red and blue, and he was obviously angry, but he didn't even take the palace master's own son seriously, so he, the palace master's disciple, had no face and could only look at the hero helplessly and apologetically.

The hero smiled at him, walked forward, staring straight into Yinggong's eyes: "Say it again, what do you want to do to this young master?"

Yinggon smiled grimly: "I want you to go down the mountain!"

"Very good." The hero nodded, "Yingrui."

"exist!"

Yingrui stepped forward without hesitation, unsheathed the sword. The two people who had been stopped by Peng Qi hurriedly surrounded him, pressing the handle of the knife with his hand, and being fully alert.

Yinggong subconsciously took a step back: "What are you doing? This is the territory of the ancestors' holy pets, the forbidden area of ​​the Ying family. Do you dare to show off your weapons here? Do you want to rebel?"

He looked at the two guards who always stood on both sides of the bronze gate and seemed to turn a blind eye to everything. He realized his mind, smiled faintly, raised his hand and pressed him to Yingrui, "Take the knife back and ask you to come over, just want to ask you something."

Yingrui put his knife in the sheath: "Your Highness, please ask."

"Are you familiar with the rules of the clan?"

"Remembering it like a flow."

"Well, please tell me, what should the Ying family be guilty of disrespecting the Ying ancestors?"

"Depending on the severity of the crime, the minority of the crime will be punished, and the seriousness of the crime will be removed from the list."

"What if I scold my ancestors as beasts?"

"capital offense!"

"Not bad, you are more familiar with the clan rules than me, and you can be regarded as a model for the children of the British family."

The hero's smile became brighter again, "Yinggon, you just said that I despise the ancestors of the Ying family and regarded it as a joke. I remember correctly, right?!"

Yinggon didn't know what he was selling in the gourd, so he pondered for a moment and nodded: "It's good that you know!"

"So, where is Masanu Mountain?"

Yinggon frowned and said impatiently: "Hero, why are you messing around? Why don't you get out of here!"

The hero sighed: "If you don't want to answer, I will answer for you! This is the burial place of the ancestor's holy beast and the habitat of its descendants. My Ying clan guarded this place for generations out of respect for the holy beasts serving the ancestors throughout their life.

But what is a holy beast? It is a pet around the ancestors. To put it bluntly, it is just a beast."

"You dare to say that the holy beast is a beast!" Yinggon widened his eyes.

"Isn't it?" the hero asked, "If it is not, then Brother Fugu will give me advice, what is it?"

“It is…”

When Yinggon stagnated, he couldn't think of any other name besides animals.

After all, a holy beast is a beast after all, and a domestic beast is called an animal.

"My hero comes to challenge him at the first level," the hero continued, "If you have to say disrespectful words, it is also disrespectful to the holy beast and its descendants. What does it have to do with the ancestors?"

Yinggon's expression froze instantly, "I...I..."

"Yinggon," the hero did not give him a chance to explain, shouted loudly, "What do you mean by comparing my Ying family's ancestors with a beast, and insulting my Ying family for hundreds of generations? Are you worthy of the ancestors of your ninth house? Are you worthy of the surname in front of your name?"

"I...I don't! I don't mean that! I..."

"What do you mean? I am a human being, the son of the dignified Baji Palace Palace. Even if I disrespect a beast, who are you? How old are you? How dare you not let me enter the mountain?"

"I……"

"Agree, Yinggon." The hero stepped forward and was aggressive. "Actually, you have already ranked the ancestors and the holy beasts in your heart, right? As a child of the Ying family, you do not think about the ancestors' bloody grace, do not admire their great achievements, but instead will fall into depravity. You are a beast and persecuted the same clan and clan. It is simply called a human being, and you deserve to die for the crime!"

He spoke faster and faster, his voice became louder and louder. When the last four words were spoken, a light flashed through his eyes, and Yinggon's eyes suddenly became dull.

The next moment, a black moon appeared in everyone's sight and then disappeared.

The hero turned around and walked towards the position he had stood at the beginning, sneering: "A beast is a beast, and it is worthy of causing trouble for me?"
Chapter completed!