Chapter 2748
Chapter 2748 - Kirin Young Man
Everyone in Lan Clan knew that the blood vein s' gifts were determined by the blue hair on the top of the head.
The more blue hair there was, the stronger the blood vein would be.
The year Lan Mei was born was the year that the Lan Clan was at its peak. Many clans came to celebrate, and even many first-rate families in East Imperial City came.
However...
Ten years later, news of Lan Mei being unable to cultivate had spread across the entire East Imperial City.
It was also at that time that the Lan Clan began to decline.
Lan Mei also became the trash that everyone in the city mocked, the trash that couldn't cultivate.
Many clan members of the Lan Mansion sneered at him.
But Lan Yuan had never given up, he kept looking through the ancient books, and finally found the dredge the channels method, the Black Prison God Grass!
It was a divine plant with the shape of a human meridian.
It could clear up meridians, and as long as Lan Mei opened up meridians, her halo of genius would once again envelop her, and it would once again shock the entire East Imperial City.
At that time, the Yans would not dare to make a move against him.
This was the deterrence of geniuses.
A super genius could change the status of a family.
When Lan Yuan took out the Black Prison God Grass, everyone in the entire Lan Clan, including Lan He himself, were dumbstruck. His entire person was instantly stupefied;
tan dapao looked at the black Spirit Grass in Lan Yuan's hands and could not help but mutter: "Didn't I not manage to gather it? "How come now …"
Long Fei covered tan dapao's mouth and said softly: "Your big mouth should be sealed."
tan dapao realized that the Black Prison God Grass in Lan Yuan's hands were fake. His eyes revealed shock as he stared at Long Fei and asked: "Brother Fei, is this your method?"
"Holy sh * t!"
"Brilliant!"
"Truly brilliant."
tan dapao couldn't help but admire him.
Long Fei smiled faintly and glanced at Lan Mei.
Lan Mei still carried a cold face.
Not knowing why, but after she went out for a trip, her entire person changed and became extremely cold. A hint of worry appeared on her face, and it also gave Long Fei a feeling that she couldn't describe it, as if it was some kind of ice-cold killing intent.
Very strange.
Lan Yuan secretly let out a sigh of relief in his heart. He was extremely impressed with Long Fei's plan, no one had ever seen the Black Prison God Grass before.
Now.
The Spirit Grass in his hands was a Black Prison God Grass.
No one could refute him.
Lan Yuan said: "Giving up Lan Hu for this Spirit Grass, Lan Bao's life, can also be used by the Yans to kill many disciples of the Lan Clan. As long as Lan Mei uses this Spirit Grass's dredge the channels and gives her some time to cultivate, I believe that no one will be able to stop the rise of the Lan Clan. "
"What does a first-rate family count for?"
"Lan Clan wants the peak."
"The ancestor of the Lan Clan was once the holy general, so Lan Mei can definitely become the holy general as well, and move the Lan Clan!"
He was talking about hot-blooded indignation.
The entire Lan Clan was mobilized, as if their blood was boiling.
He was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
In an instant, it showed a trend of 'one side going'.
At this moment.
Even if he did it ten times more every month, it would still be of no use because no one would stop a genius from rising up.
Lan He's face turned the color of pig liver, with incomparable gloominess, he said: "I don't believe, that a single Spirit Grass could change a piece of trash?"
"Lan Yuan, do you think we are three-year-old children?"
"Is it that easy to deceive?"
"A mere Spirit Grass can change a trash's physique?"
"After so many years of blockage in your veins, can you solve it with just a Spirit Grass?"
"If possible, then let Lan Mei consume it on the spot." Lan He was extremely unconvinced in his heart. Last time, he lost in a 'fight to the death', but this time, he did not want to lose in a Spirit Grass.
Lan Yuan said indifferently: "Everyone knows about the effects of the Black Prison God Grass, it is a divine herb that can clear meridians, there is no better Spirit Grass in the world, Lan He, are you hoping that Lan Mei can't use his dredge the channels?"
"What are you thinking?"
"Do you really hope that the Lan Clan does not have a genius that they can support?"
"The Yans has Yan Hao, the Chen family has Chen Zhen, can't our Lan Clan have a genius?"
Immediately.
Many people started cursing.
"Lan He, can your attitude be a bit better?"
"Can't you hope for a family?"
"You're also Lan Mei's uncle."
… ….
Lan Yuan was secretly happy that he saw this situation, the situation was already tilting towards his side.
Lan Mei's position was no longer a problem.
"Alright!"
"Everyone, let's begin voting."
At this time, an elder faintly said.
"Vote for Lan Mei!"
"No matter how many months we give you, Lan Clan's hope will not be enough to buy your Lan Clan's glory."
"You're right!"
"Vote for Lan Mei."
"Wait until her talent erupts, who can block our Lan Clan?"
A one-sided trend.
Lan He was unwilling to accept this. He could not lose again, if he were to lose to the Lan Clan, there would be no place for him. He looked at the Black Hell Spirit Grass in Lan Yuan's hands …
Suddenly.
Lan He suddenly moved.
"Shua!"
He charged straight at Lan Yuan.
Lan Yuan had also been prepared for a long time. The aura on his body moved, and before Lan He could attack, he launched a palm strike with all his might.
Their goal was to kill!
If he could get rid of Lan He, he would only be kicking a stumbling block for Lan Mei.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound rang out.
Lan He continuously retreated with explosive speed, the blood and Qi beneath his chest tumbling, but... It wasn't a serious injury.
On the contrary, Lan Yuan spat out black blood.
Fresh blood sprayed onto the Black Hell Spirit Grass in his hands …
The light from the Black Hell Spirit Grass slowly faded.
It transformed into a normal Spirit Grass.
Lan Yuan's gaze tensed up, and he used more strength.
His truesoul surged.
The Black Hell King once again released a bit of spiritual light, but … He had long been severely injured, and this time around, his injuries were even more severe. His true spirit was in a mess, and he was no longer able to support the glow of his true spirit on the fake Black Hell Spirit Grass.
"Hahaha …"
"I knew it!"
"That's not a Black Hell Spirit Grass!"
"Black Prison Valley is so dangerous, how can you take it?"
"Lan Yuan, you used the Black Hell Spirit Grass to trick the entire Lan Mansion. That trash of yours, she's been trash her entire life, yet you want to lie to us? "Hahaha..." Lan He was wild with excitement.
The entire Lan Clan was stunned once again.
"Crap!"
"Something is going to happen!"
Long Fei tensed up and immediately said: "Prepare the cannons!"
The 'black panther' in tan dapao's hand moved and became excited as he asked, "Are you going to fight?"
Lan Yuan's face was in pain, his body couldn't stop trembling as he said: "This is indeed fake, but everyone please believe that Lan Mei, she will definitely be able to use her dredge the channels, she must …"
Lan He interrupted him and said, "Still trying to trick him? Lan Yuan, how many times are you trying to lie to us? "
"Everyone, don't believe him."
"Lan Mei is a piece of trash. He will be a piece of trash for the rest of his life."
"She can't become the Patriarch."
Everyone tilted their heads and spat at Lan Yuan.
"Despicable!"
"Sinister!"
"To think I trusted you so much."
"Everyone chooses Lan He."
Lan He looked at Lan Yuan with a face full of pride: "I've won, this time I've won, hahaha …"
At this moment.
A young man stood at the entrance of the courtyard. He was dressed in extravagant clothing, and there was a Qilin embroidered on his chest. The man let out a faint sound, and his aura instantly crushed the entire conference hall, "You all must choose Lan Mei, otherwise, die!"