When Hong Meng heard the clan leader's words to restore his identity to him, his heart was filled with warmth. This was the warmth from the family, and he was happy for the first time because of the family. However, the Great Elder's horn that was blocked everywhere was destined to not enjoy good resources in the clan, and it was even more impossible to compare with those legitimate children.

However, he was already very content to be able to restore his identity. After all, some of the things that happened before made them feel resentful. They were all things that were done by their ancestors that were confused. Many years have passed and it should be faded.

The next morning, Hong Meng was taken to the martial arts hall, where the disciples tested their strength and competed. At this moment, a large number of Hong family disciples had already gathered there. Whether they were relatives, concubines, or family slaves, they could learn and practice martial arts here. In addition, the Hong family also had special care for concubines and family slaves. Those who had this good seedling with cultivation talent or had a rare and strange physique in the world would be blessed by the Hong family.

Looking at the dark crowd, Hong Meng felt that it was boring to be with them. After glanced at them, he hid in a corner and looked at the young disciples with a blank expression. Sometimes, he couldn't help but listen to their conversation.

"I don't know what level of cultivation that twin brothers have reached this year."

"Who dares to ask about this? Just wait for this crystal stone to be tested."

"Well. They are the most powerful of the younger generation. The hope of the future in the clan falls on them."

"The son of the patriarch, Hong Yifan, has a very good talent. He is just nineteen years old and can be compared with the twins."

"No matter how strong he is, this elder has the confidence. Can Hong Yifan beat twins?"

"Yes, how could this tribe not be complicated? Fight openly and secretly, hehe, let's wait and see the show."

Hong Meng vaguely heard the terms Hong Yifan and Twins. These people were not simple, they were geniuses in the clan. Moreover, they were inviolable in the mouths of these disciples, and they were simply idols of the younger generation. Hong Meng thought in his mind that with these people pressing down on him, he might still be far away from his own success, and perhaps there would be no peace in the clan forever.

In front of the hall, the clan leader stood up slowly, glanced at the venue for a while, and said, "Start!" and then glanced at the whole audience again, until he found Hong Meng hiding in the corner, he slowly sat down.

Below is a ring about ten feet. At this moment, there are crystal stones the size of one person. The crystal stone is crystal clear, and eight dragon-shaped lines are vaguely carved on it, dividing the entire crystal stone into nine areas.

Next to the crystal stone on the stage, the elder stood there with his hands behind his back, signaling a man in his forties with a shiny black skin and began to call him. The man was Uncle Hong Tong of the clan. He couldn't help but mutter. In previous years, the elders were sitting on the stage. How could they be interested in standing with him this year? Could it be that they were here to examine the true level of their disciples? Shaking his head, he said, "Hong Cangtian!"

At the front of the crowd, a strong and muscular young man stood up and slowly walked towards the crystal stone. When he was about to reach the crystal stone, he whispered: "Dad."

"Yeah." The elder nodded, and then looked at Hong Cangtian, who was touching the crystal stone with one hand.

Feeling his father's somewhat anticipated gaze, Hong Cangtian's sliding right hand suddenly stopped, and the cold light emitted from his eyes fell on the crystal stone, and then he used all his strength to activate the true energy in his body. A fire suddenly ignited from the originally transparent crystal stone. The flame slowly rose from the bottom of the crystal, getting higher and higher. With the exclamation of the disciples off the field, it did not stop, without any stagnation, and rushed through the eighth line of the crystal stone and reached the top of the crystal stone.

The entire crystal stone was activated by Hong Cangtian and turned into a dazzling fire stone! The disciples on the field opened their eyes wide and looked at the red-shaped crystal stone. They couldn't believe their eyes. The shock in their hearts was so huge that they would never catch up with the treasure demon of the Great Elder again.

"Fire system - late stage of Xuan Qi!" Hong Tong's sound as if it was a loud voice came from the stage.

The disciples in the audience were moved because of the words of this judgment, and their conjectures were confirmed, but some disciples could not help but tremble, especially those who had conflicts with Hong Cangtian. This opportunity to turn things around may never come.

"Is it late stage of Xuanqi?" Hong Meng murmured. Which disciples he learned that the initial stage of cultivation is called Qi training. Qi training is divided into three stages, namely stone qi, vital qi, mysterious qi, stone qi the lowest, and mysterious qi the highest. Stone qi relies on the stone refining to absorb the jingyu from the raw stone, and then form a thin blue true qi in his dantian. The vital qi is much higher than stone qi. At this stage, the cultivator can absorb the jingyu from heaven and earth by himself, and then form a golden vital qi in his body. Xuanqi is the compression and tempering of vital qi, and its power is not comparable to that of vital qi.

Among these three qi, each qi can be divided into three stages: first, middle and back. The improvement of the realm is based on sufficient true qi and the hard tempering of the cultivator. The true qi in the cultivator's body evolves from the initial scattered and impermanent stone qi to the fine and rich vital energy, and eventually turns into surging mysterious energy. The cultivator's strength has improved by leaps and bounds and reaches a wonderful state.

After coming back to his senses, Hong Meng continued to pay attention to the test on the stage.

"Hong Manghai!"

Everyone's eyes once again gathered in front of the crowd. There, Hong Manghai smiled at Hong Cangtian, jumped directly to the stage, and couldn't wait to press his hand on the crystal stone. A dark red suddenly rose. In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire crystal stone burst out with a fiery momentum again, just like Hong Cangtian before.

"Fire system - late stage of Xuan Qi!"

The disciples in the audience seemed to be numb and no longer looked like they did before. They couldn't help laughing.

"Congratulations to the elder, your two precious sons have all become successful. It is really the hope of our clan!" The patriarch in front of the hall couldn't help but exclaim, and then his eyes turned to his son Hong Yifan, a little expectant and nervous.

"Hong Yifan!"

Hong Yifan walked up the ring step by step, first glanced at the twins with disdain, then looked at the patriarch with some resoluteness, then slowly reached out and slapped at the crystal stone that still had warmth. I saw a faint green light slowly appearing on the stone. As time goes by, the green light becomes more and more intense, and climb up step by step along the carved dragon-shaped stripes to the top of the crystal stone.

"Wood system - late stage of Xuanqi!"

"Congratulations to the patriarch, Afan is a genius when he is only nineteen years old!" The elder looked at the patriarch with some jealousy, but there was more of the joy that could not be concealed. Which of his two sons is not a genius?

Hong Meng, who was in the audience, felt numb. There were three late-stage geniuses in one clan. I don’t know what the situation was in other clans, and maybe not many. He gradually became a little confused. He didn’t know whether it was right or wrong to stay and practice, or whether he would be the target of others’ practice, or a ruthless man who abused others. However, when he thought of his father and mother’s experience, he no longer hesitated and strengthened his determination to practice. The three late-stage geniuses were the targets of catching up.

"Hong Zhilan, the middle stage of the gold system."

"Hong Laoqian, the early stage of the earth system."

"Hong Ruolian, early stage of the water system."

...

Not long after Hong Meng arrived at the Hong family, he really didn't know so many people. He had to eavesdrop on others' conversations again. From them, they learned that Hong Laoqian and Hong Ruolian were both children of the second elder. Although their cultivation was a little lower than those twins, they were also the best in the clan. There was also a illegitimate Hong Xuaner, who was only in the middle of the energy stage of the energy stage, but she was already overjoyed. There was another more eye-catching Hong Ming, a small, low-ranking slave, who actually had the cultivation level of the early stage of the energy stage of the energy stage of the energy stage of the energy stage of the energy stage of the energy stage of the energy stage of the energy stage of the energy of the gold system. Hong Meng's nerves were stinged hard, and the elder could even tolerate a slave, so why couldn't he tolerate himself?

"Hong Meng."

At some point, the test had come to an end, and then it was time to test Hong Meng's physical fitness.

Being stared at by many disciples, Hong Meng felt as if he was bitten by millions of ants, and he felt uncomfortable all over, but there was no way. The patriarch chose this time, and he couldn't say anything.

"Who is this person? Why haven't you seen it before?"

"I don't remember it. It seems that he is a newcomer. Just look at his blank space."

"Sure enough, he has no cultivation at all, and he dares to make a fool of us?"

Hong Meng was not in the mood to care about this, so he ran straight towards the crystal stone, and put his right hand on it with a fear. However, something that scared him happened. The crystal stone remained safe and there was no strange phenomenon on it!

He raised his head and looked at the same nervous patriarch, his eyes full of confusion and doubts. Can we not let the crystal stone have strange phenomena without cultivation?

"It's indeed the son of a waste! It's useless!" The Great Elder's contemptuous look streaked across Hong Meng's somewhat dull face, and a smile that really made him look on the corner of the Great Elder's mouth.

The disciples in the audience naturally knew who the waste was, because the elder always used waste as a negative teaching material to encourage the disciples to practice diligently, and not spend their whole life like waste, wasting great time. Seeing that the waste's son actually appeared, they secretly thanked that his path was right, otherwise the miserable consequences would be imminent.

"Hong Meng, come here." The patriarch suddenly said, and then felt the hidden aura in the blood of the people around him.

Hong Meng didn't understand why, glanced at the proud elder, and then walked to the clan leader. The clan leader stretched out his hand, and a piece of skin broke from Hong Meng's finger, and a little blood flowed out. But what was amazing was that the drop of blood actually flew into the clan leader's already flat palm!

After carefully observing Hong Meng's trace of jing blood, the clan leader's eyes that were still looking forward to it were suddenly filled with helplessness. Then the elder and the second elder also stared at the blood drop for a long time. The elder couldn't help but smile and said, "I said, waste is waste, and there is no trace of blood in this blood drop."

The patriarch was stunned for a long time before saying, "Hong Meng, it's not that I don't help you, but that your physical condition is too poor, and there is no trace of blood from our Hong family's ancestors in his blood, so you are indeed not suitable for cultivation."
Chapter completed!