Sheng Fu

Seeing that Bai Xiaowei's expression was becoming increasingly embarrassed, Yu Wenjun put down the teacup in his hand.

"There is no time to lose. I will go to the Huang family to take a look." Yu Wenjun said.

Bai Xiaowei stood up to see him off. Yuwen Jun flew and rode on the back of the black unicorn. With a slight thought, he left in the surging chaotic mist.

"The young man I met in the northern desert turned out to be a leader, a leader who could influence the direction of the conflict." Bai Xiaowei said with a little helplessness.

Bai Xiaowei could only let this helplessness linger in his heart.

Who can predict what will happen in the future?

Yaoguang Prefecture, Yunshan County.

The Huang family's gate is located at the foot of Taiqing Mountain.

Among the famous mountains in the north, Mount Taiqing ranks in the upper reaches, but is not the best.

The reason why it is not considered outstanding is that Taiqing Mountain is not very big, only about 800 miles in radius.

Taiqing Mountain is rich in spiritual energy, where many spiritual medicines grow and where there are abundant resources for cultivation. This is also the reason why the Huang family has been prosperous for so long.

If a sect of spiritual practice occupies a famous mountain, then there is nothing wrong with that.

But if only one family occupies a famous mountain, it means that the family has a very deep foundation. It also means that the territory of this famous mountain is not large and is not worth the life and death struggle of all parties.

Like Li Huaiyi, after the Eight-Gu Banquet ended, Huang Chun returned to his hometown and never appeared again.

He has been practicing diligently all the time, and no one knows what level of knowledge and cultivation this young talent has reached.

At the foot of the mountain, the villas are connected to each other, the roads lead in all directions, and there are thousands of houses of various sizes.

The Huang family is not considered a prominent family in the entire northern territory.

This family has always focused on spiritual practice and has hardly ever been involved in official affairs. At most, they would occasionally help some of the side branches to smooth out personal connections in the local officialdom. Even after the smoothening, those side branches could only reach the position of county governor or assistant minister at best.

As for family practice, although there are not many talented people in the sect, the inheritance is always stable.

In this generation, there is another talented person like Huang Chun. The Huang family may be able to go further in the northern continent in the future.

In the early years, Yu Wenjun had heard that there were three supreme ancestors in the Huang family who had been in seclusion all year round, but he did not know their realm of cultivation. Whether they had reached the Wuji realm?

In recent years, with the rise of the Hengchang Sect and the beginning of a great era of contention, no one cared about the actual strength of the three great ancestors of the Huang family.

But I think they should have some weight, otherwise they would have been driven away by other wealthy families long ago if they occupied such a Feng Shui treasure land as Taiqing Mountain.

There is no trace of the battle records of the three great ancestors.

Perhaps he had secretly fought with other northern masters, but the news was not spread.

After all, there will always be some shameful communications between aristocratic families in private.

Deep in the courtyard, a young man was sitting cross-legged under a boxwood tree that had been growing for who knows how many years. The tree crown was towering, and the patterns on the leaves emitted a faint golden light, full of spiritual energy. As the young man's breathing gradually got better, the faint sound of chanting could be heard within a radius of three meters.

The young man’s name is Huang Chun, the most talented person of this generation in the Huang family.

He had heard about what Fu Cheng was doing, and he knew that the Seven Laws would be complete if they only had one member left.

But the courtyard was too deep and he couldn't get out.

Over the years, the Huang family has been living in peace and quiet, working hard and developing in silence.

This is also a common problem of aristocratic families. No matter how turbulent the outside world is, as long as it does not affect their own development and growth, it is fine.

This common problem has also become a common problem for yellow alcohol.

When I was young, I often wondered what kind of person I wanted to be in the future.

But when you grow up, you will inevitably become the kind of person you hated when you were young. To expand your family and leave a name in history, right and wrong are not important in this process, but the pros and cons are the core.

After an unknown amount of time, Huang Chun opened his eyes.

His eyes sparkled with a gleam of light that could reflect a person, and exuded the aura of an early stage Guiyuan realm.

Among the younger generation in the north, although Huang Chun cannot be compared with Fu Cheng, Huang Chun is probably second only to Fu Cheng.

In terms of personal bravery alone, Huang Chun can rank second among the seven poems.

In the past, Huang Chun had been a guerrilla on the battlefield of the demon realm for some time, and had killed many great demons that had broken through the extreme realm. If he were to be rewarded based on his merits, Huang Chun would have made great contributions.

But Huang Chun did not take the initiative to find Yue Bo to tell him about this matter, pretending that nothing had happened.

He came from a prominent family and had no shortage of resources.

As the saying goes, a family that cuts ice does not raise cattle or sheep.

If his achievements were made public, he would gain greater prestige in the northern land.

But he did not do so. The Huang family had long ago keenly realized that the internal affairs of the North were bound to be turbulent, so they did not let Huang Chun be the first to take action.

Moreover, even if you are the first to speak out, it is meaningless.

In this era, Yuwen Jun and Jing Peiyao are the undisputed leaders of the younger generation.

As for Huang Chun, he chose to wait and see, and quietly headed towards the other side. In the past, the martial arts test at the Ba Gu Banquet was still fresh in Huang Chun's memory.

It seemed that in front of Yuwen Jun, the so-called Seven-Character Poem of the North and Five-Character Poem of the South were just a decoration.

Even though Yu Wenjun’s official master was Gu Yong, they were both in their prime years. Who would be willing to be inferior to someone else?
There is always an unbridgeable gap between family and interests, and between youth and ideals.

Huang Chun didn't know what to choose and could only remain silent.

He hopes that Fu Cheng and his team will succeed, but he also hopes that they will not succeed. This feeling is extremely conflicted.

Of course, no matter how the world changes, it will not affect the Huang family's position.

Because the Huang family is a pure practicing family.

And those side branches in the local officialdom are just side branches, not enough to influence the direction of the government.

Suddenly, Huang Chun raised his head and found that his father was leading several uncles and aunts towards the gate.

Could it be that Fu Cheng is coming?
Huang Chun's heart was filled with ripples. Fu Cheng was the King of the North, and it was worthy for the leaders of the Huang family to go out and greet him together.

"No, this fluctuation of true energy is not from Brother Fucheng." Huang Chun muttered to himself.

Huang Chun subconsciously wanted to get up and go to the front yard to find out what was going on, but a middle-aged man in his forties appeared not far away.

This middle-aged man is Huang Chun’s sixth uncle.

He is also Huang Chun's protector.

"Why is Sixth Uncle so cautious?" Huang Chun looked at his Sixth Uncle and said helplessly.

Uncle Six has a tall stature and handsome looks. When he was young, he was one of the most famous handsome men in the north. Now he has reached the Lingxiao realm.

"I don't want to block your way, but the head of the family said that you are not allowed to step out of this courtyard. You should also not make Sixth Uncle feel embarrassed." Sixth Uncle put his hands on his hips and said helplessly.

The seven poems put together to promote the new policy are destined to become a story that will go down in history.

But the Huang family does not need such a good story. What the Huang family needs is an endless and beautiful inheritance. (End of this chapter)