When Hong Meng heard the words of the elder, he was stunned for a moment, with a confused look on his face, then looked at the clan leader at a loss, hoping that the clan leader could give a reasonable explanation, and there was a little more anxious divine se in his eyes.

"Oh, your physique may really be the legendary chaotic body. Such a physique cannot be cultivated at all." The patriarch sighed, then looked at the increasingly pitiful Hong Meng.

"Why is this happening?" Hong Meng had lost his mind at this moment and asked the same question over and over again.

"Although the chaotic body can absorb stone energy and vital energy, once the true energy enters the dantian, it will turn into chaos and cannot be used. If the chaotic energy is forcibly used, the meridians will be destroyed at the least, and the life will be lost."

The patriarch said helplessly: "I thought your grandfather was the most outstanding genius among his ancestors. Your talent must be beyond ordinary people. But now the Chaos body is a big problem, and no one can successfully practice it. This kind of physique is special and is extremely rare in the world. If you cannot practice it, it will be no different from a mortal. If you succeed in practicing, the prospects will be immeasurable."

Hong Meng listened carefully to the patriarch's words, but he felt that God was willing to do something. He used to be unprofitable, but he didn't think much; now he was working hard to do it, but he didn't expect that God was so ruthless that he had cut off his way out. He wanted to try it out, could he go against the will and break this legend!

I am immortal, my heart will last forever!

"Boy, I'd better advise you," said the elder solemnly, "Don't waste your efforts, and don't waste the resources of the Hong family. Go back to your Hong family town and stay in your tribe. The tribe gives you some compensation, which is a respect for your late father."

Although Hong Meng understood that the Great Elder's words were the correct advice, the old man was so annoying and said angrily: "I'm going to try it. Is this legendary Chaos body a hard bone to crack? I plan to stay, but there will be the day I will leave."

"You--" The elder did not expect Hong Meng to object, and he did not give him face in front of him. "Don't be ungrateful! If you can practice, even a pig can fly to the sky! Moreover, that kind of almost wasteful consumption is not something that ordinary people can afford!"

"Enough!" The patriarch could not tolerate the great elder's presumption all the time, and shouted: "If he wants to try, let him try!"

"His consumption will make the real clan unable to recover!" the elder reminded.

"I will give his cultivation funds!" Feng Shuang, who had been standing aside, could no longer watch it, and stood up suddenly and said.

"Mom, no! Where do you have money to support me in practice?" Hong Meng couldn't bear to let his mother suffer anymore, so he immediately refused.

"The town still has some income every year, which is enough for you to spend. From then on, my mother also decided to sing vegetarian food, sing vegetarian clothes, green lamps, ancient Buddha, and pray for a good future for you. As long as you do your best, my mother will be content." Feng said earnestly, and at some point there were a few crystal tears hanging on the corners of her eyes.

"Okay--" The elder couldn't help but applaud, and then realized that he had lost his composure. He then concealed: "It's a blessing for my Hong family to have such ambition! You all listen to me, and in the future, I will learn from Hong Meng's jing god who dares to fight and dares to seek justice from heaven..."

In short, after talking nonsense, they fooled it. Many people didn't care for a moment, so they connected the good words in the front and the ones behind. They also felt that the words of the Great Elder were very meticulous and had a bit of a sense of truth and famous sayings.

Hong Meng was a little tired of the so-called great elder and didn't pay attention to what he said. He just remembered his mother's words and couldn't help feeling sad. After a while of silence, he comforted him: "Mom, don't worry, I won't let you down!"

Feng nodded, and forced a smile on his face so that his only son could practice with peace of mind and no other concerns. This was also his last attempt. If it failed, then the Hong family's lineage would never be able to make a breakthrough.

The patriarch looked at the clown-like elder, and then turned his eyes to the disciples, sneering: "The Great Elder's words are reasonable, and you all do your best. The revival of our Hong family may not be far away."

The patriarch Hong Zheng turned his gaze to Hong Meng again and said, "From today on, you are a formal member of the Hong family. You can live in the Hong family, practice, and practice the martial arts of the family, and have the same rights as other children."

At this moment, Hong Meng could no longer hide the excitement in his heart and said, "Thank you, the patriarch! Thank you, the two elders!"

When the meeting ended, Hong Meng personally sent his mother out of the southern city gate, and then came to the place where the elders usually preached, the Honghuang Palace. There were some other disciples sitting cross-legged, listening to the "Uncle Tong" they mentioned about qi refining. Hong Meng had never practiced and could not understand it, so he only picked up a remote position behind him and sat cross-legged.

"Oh, isn't that Hong Meng, who is known as the Chaos Body? Why are you in the mood to come here to play?" a disciple mocked.

"I am confident, otherwise why would I choose such a remote location and have extraordinary cultivation. I am ashamed of being unable to compare with the Chaos Body!" Another disciple echoed.

"Oh, we won't have food for us from now on. Everyone would never imagine his wasteful speed!"

Although Hong Meng did not provoke others on his own initiative, it was inevitable that someone would bully him. Around him, several Hong family disciples spoke coldly, and did not recognize him as the Hong family. Hong Meng didn't care about these gossips, after all, he couldn't afford to offend him, so he just meditated with his eyes closed.

"Shut up! Didn't you hear Uncle Tong preaching?" A girl with a pretty face and a small mouth and long eyebrows stared at her eyes and shouted angrily.

"Hmm?" Hong Meng was awakened by the crisp curse. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl who turned her head and stared at her.

"It turns out to be Miss Lian'er." Although Hong Meng did not recognize her, he heard someone say it during the strength test and immediately took the initiative to say hello. He turned his eyes to those ugly disciples, and then turned to Hong Ruolian and said, "Thank you, Miss."

Hearing Hong Meng's words, Hong Ruolian's originally angry eyes suddenly became full of smiles and said lightly: "You're welcome." She didn't know Hong Meng either, but this person called the waste, also known as the Chaos Body, is probably not OK if she doesn't want to know her. Hong Meng's firm expression and sometimes helpless eyes gave me a deep impression.

She doesn't want to please anyone or make friends with anyone, but just treats everyone based on her own will and her own feelings. Although she may not be fair, she also tries to maintain a lukewarm relationship. She doesn't want to annoy anyone or offend anyone. Because her father is just a second elder who cares about things.

Hong Meng also knew his weight and did not talk to Hong Ruolian anymore. He felt that Hong Ruolian might not want others to do this, because her eyes were not as contempt or sharp as others, but she seemed very peaceful and did not look like a cultivator at all.

Time passed by bit by bit. Hong Meng sometimes focused on listening to some content, but found that he couldn't understand what Xuanyuan stone or what was concentrated and tempered, as if he fell into the fog of five miles and couldn't touch his mind. Until Uncle Tong finished speaking, he let out a deep breath and stood up. Just as he was about to leave, he glanced at Hong Ruolian smiling at him from the corner of his eyes.

"Did Uncle Tong understand what he said?" Hong Ruolian smiled.

Hong Meng shook his head, then looked at the wonderful shadow and said, "I don't understand."

"You may not understand," Hong Ruolian said with a big eye, then glanced at Uncle Tong, "Uncle Tong may have something to come to you, look at him coming."

"Uncle Tong." Hong Meng raised his eyes and saw that Uncle Tong had appeared in front of him, and murmured.

"I will first pass on you're the 'Stone Refining Lesson'. I'll just say it once." Uncle Tong didn't waste any time. As soon as he finished speaking, he began to recite the 'Stone Refining Lesson' loudly, as if the whole world did not exist. In less than a meal, Uncle Tong's stone refining Lesson had already been passed on, and then took a big step forward. But when his figure was about to disappear outside the door, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Practice well!" Finally, he disappeared into the dusk se.

Looking at Hong Meng's somewhat surprised face, Hong Ruolian smiled and said, "Uncle Tong is very cold to people on the surface, but he does care about us in his heart. He seems to have some expectations for you."

"Is that true?" Hong Meng said lightly. He didn't know the real situation, so he had to nod his head casually.

"Actually, I have some expectations for you." Hong Ruolian seemed to ponder for a long time before saying this, "I want to see what the Chaos Realm will become."

"You're here to make fun of me too?" Hong Meng felt that most of the Hong family were not interested in him. He heard Hong Ruolian's words and said this.

"I didn't mean that," Hong Ruolian said anxiously, "I really just-"

"I understand." Hong Meng interrupted without waiting for her to finish her words, and then her eyes shone with a firm light. "There will be a day when you will see me standing on the top of the mountain."

Hong Meng didn't plan to stay for too long, staring at Hong Ruolian's smirking face and said, "I'm going to have a meal."

"Go together, I'm hungry, too." Hong Ruolian said as if inviting.

"I want to be alone and then appear in front of you with a new look." Hong Meng did not wait for Hong Ruolian's answer, but turned around and went to where he should go.

"I really want to see it." After Hong Meng left, Hong Ruolian murmured alone.

The place where Hong Meng should go is naturally the place where his slaves eat, and the place where his children live, which is where he should be. Otherwise, being with those noble children would just be humiliating himself. Although he did not eat well and lived in a gorgeous manner, the shadow of this hard life could live in his heart and not forget shame, so that he could be a real person.
Chapter completed!