Looking around, the slight disappointment in Sheng Ping's heart grew even stronger.
He had to think about it later.
If Sheng Ping disappears one day, will the Sheng family lose its reputation as a family of immortal cultivators?
No, how could he let this happen?
How could the Sheng family end in his hands? !
Sheng Ping looked at the bustling crowd in front of him. These were all descendants of the Sheng family. Everyone had a flattering smile on their face and kept calling him ancestor, great elder, seventh uncle...
However, he only felt lonely and powerless.
Just when he was immersed in despair for a moment, he felt Sheng Hongyi beside the door.
Suddenly, his pupils lit up.
He stared eagerly at the door, which had long been noticed by everyone who had been paying attention to him.
Following his gaze, the clan leader Sheng Yuntao looked over first and saw Sheng Hongyi in a pomegranate red dress standing by the door.
She obviously didn't do anything, but when she saw everyone looking over, she stopped and leaned against the door, leaning slightly, and was surprised by the way she looked back at everyone. How could she look so arrogant!
Sheng Yuntao didn't like this niece, he hated her to the core of his being.
It's just that he hides it much better than Feng Cuizhi.
Yu Gong, this niece is domineering and domineering, and she never gives him face in front of his servants. In front of the Xuanchen Sect Immortal Master, she dares to ask for sacrifices, making the family ugly in front of outsiders, and bringing shame to the Sheng family.
Privately, she and Sheng Lingbo had been incompatible since childhood. After Sheng Lingbo left the sect, she and Sheng Fangfei had a falling out. The key was that Sheng Fangfei suffered losses every time.
Of course, these are superficial reasons. Deep down in his heart, Sheng Yuntao always felt that Sheng Hongyi was very evil.
Evil nature since childhood.
When she looked at him with those eyes, even if she did nothing, he would get goosebumps.
This feeling became more and more obvious to him as she grew older.
Sheng Yuntao didn't understand. He had lived for more than a hundred years, how could he be afraid of a yellow-haired girl, but the fact was so bizarre.
Sheng Yuntao always had the feeling that Sheng Hongyi was extremely inconsistent with his horoscope and was born to defeat him.
He lowered his eyes, raised them again, and put on the mask of a good uncle again. He pretended to be friendly and teased Sheng Hongyi:
"Hongyi? Why are you standing at the door? Just now your father said that you have been practicing hard recently. I don't think you can do it with your temperament, right? Look at how beautifully you dressed today. You must have gone out to play and just came back, right? "
"I've indulged you in other times, but today is a good day for your seventh uncle to come out of seclusion. Is your kid's temperament such that you can't act recklessly today?"
Look at what these words say, it directly portrays Sheng Hongyi as an unreasonable person who only knows how to have fun.
To put it in perspective, even though she is already that old, she still only knows that messing around means she has no ambition.
To put it more seriously, acting recklessly regardless of the occasion means that there is no family or clan in the eyes.
Really...
Sheng Hongyi was not used to his bad habits. She had just met her. Should it be so obvious to sow discord?
"Uncle really loves to joke. I really went to practice. If you don't believe it, you can ask Sheng Jia, isn't he the chief steward? He will definitely know where I go."
"I have no choice. I didn't have money to practice before. No, a few days ago I just shamelessly begged my uncle to get back all the offerings that our family has made for more than ten years. Can't I seize this rare opportunity?"
"While I have money now, I hurriedly bought the Soul-Calling Pill and other items. I was afraid that the offerings would be cut off at some point, and I couldn't finish my last meal?!"
Who doesn’t know how to be yin and yang?
Sheng Hongyi glanced at the sudden change in everyone's faces with satisfaction and admired the momentary gloomy murderous intent in Sheng Yuntao's eyes.
Is it possible that she is still afraid of someone whose cultivation level is similar to hers? !
You’ve already broken up with each other, why are you pretending?
She faced Sheng Ping nonchalantly, smiling sweetly and sweetly:
"Seventh uncle, do you still remember me? I am Hongyi. You have been in seclusion for ten years. I dare not fall behind in the talisman arts for a day. Today, I brought the talismans that I usually draw. I want to ask for your advice. Woolen cloth."
Sheng Ping first felt an unusual spiritual energy approaching.
The monks all have the aura of spiritual energy on their body. A Jindan monk in Shengping can still feel the aura of the Qi Refining monk clearly.
The reason why he was so disappointed and felt that he had no successor was because the aura of this group of Sheng family members always made him feel depressed.
He knew why. People's cultivation has been difficult to improve for many years, and the aura on their bodies is like this.
More and more sluggish.
He himself is about the same.
If there is anyone here who is better, it is Concubine Sheng Yu. Her aura is fresh and lively, but isn't she pregnant with new life?
Sheng Ping speculated in his mind that if the aura around the mother's body could be so active and tend to become stronger, maybe the child in Concubine Sheng Yu's belly could look forward to it!
Sheng Ping speculated that the child would most likely have spiritual roots, but he couldn't guess what the spiritual roots were.
What? Don’t you know whose child this child belongs to?
So what?
The child born to Concubine Sheng Yu was naturally from his Sheng family.
He didn't know who the child's father was, and he was afraid that someone would come out and steal the child from him.
Sheng Pingxin said that he didn't need to have good spiritual roots. He was satisfied with the three spiritual roots. He himself had three spiritual roots. Although his cultivation was slower, he was not without a future.
When the time comes, he will teach him personally and will definitely teach him to become the top talent of the Sheng family.
Unexpectedly, he saw Sheng Hongyi again.
The aura on Sheng Hongyi's body was more lively than that of Concubine Sheng Yu. It was truly full of vitality.
Sheng Ping saw vitality and hope in her at just one glance.
What about the eighteen-year-old mid-level Qi Refining monk, whom the Sheng family has not seen for how many years? !
I originally thought that her high level of cultivation was a surprise, but I didn't expect, what did she say?
Didn't she lose her talisman?
He lowered his head and casually glanced at the talisman handed over by Sheng Hongyi, but his eyes suddenly widened?
It's not that he doesn't pay attention to this matter, but it's not easy for an eighteen-year-old child to cultivate to this level. How much time can he have to draw the talisman again?
How high can your ability in drawing talismans be?
He thought that it was good for the child to be motivated, but if she didn't draw well, he would have to say something so as not to hurt the child's self-esteem too much.
As a teenager, you still need encouragement, and your future is limitless.
But he didn't expect that just at this glance, the old man's white beard was about to blow. He shook his hands and held the wooden thorn talisman tremblingly. His expressionless face, which had been indifferent since he came out of seclusion today, now suddenly showed signs of expression. The muscles are shaking:
"This, this, this... did you draw it? A third-grade wooden thorn talisman, or a top-grade one?!"
No, it’s not just the best, it’s the best among the best.
Sheng Hongyi's face remained calm:
"Yes, Seventh Uncle, I also drew a fire talisman, please give me some advice." With that, he took out three more fire talismans, all of which were top grade!
