Chapter 39: Wearing the Book 39

Ouyang.

The square, gilt lettering is engraved on the monumental plaque.

The plaque made of immortal wood hangs high, the dark and heavy gate seems to carry thousands of years, and the lion and beast on both sides are as solid as stone and white as jade.

The Ouyang family, one of the four great families of the Dayan Dynasty, was born in Rongma, and the emperor was enjoined. Just standing next to the mansion, it seems that you can feel the majestic and solemn air between the soldiers and horses.

The current head of the Ouyang Mansion is Ouyang Heyun, the highest leader of the Dayan Army, who is in charge of the Longwei general, and is married to Lan Ruanxin, the eldest princess of Ruan De, the sister of the current saint.

But in fact, the mansion of Ouyang Mansion is much simpler than other families, and the door guarded by the stone lion and black wood is extraordinarily solemn, and the profound momentum is amazing, which makes people feel respectful. Without him, just because, this mansion is loyal to defend the country.

Li Guyun squinted at the heavy plaque engraved with the word Ouyang, and couldn't help but feel a little playful, thinking that a hundred years have passed, and the king has changed for several generations, but this Ouyang Mansion looks like it......

There will always be some places in this world where people feel that there is a contrast.

For example, a year ago or in the past ten years, the people of the imperial capital knew that Ouyang Chen, the little son of the Ouyang family, was a bastard boy who ate and drank and did everything, and he hated and feared him, and he would have liked it so much, if it weren't for his identity, he would have wanted to take a sip. But this does not prevent the people from respecting Ouyang Mansion.

Why?

Just because Ouyang Mansion is loyal and heroic, up to the life of Hern Gongrong a hundred years ago, Pinghu is still defending foreign enemies with half of his body into the loess, and down to Ouyang Xian, the son of Ouyang Xian, who was not in time to stand, and died a great young man in a battle with Qinglong five years ago.

Men fight in all directions, begging for white bones and eating yellow sand, and the world is home.

Ouyang Mansion has been a disciple of the sect for generations, the country is the family, throwing his head and spilling blood, and leveling the world.

Han Muche looked at the gate of the Ouyang Mansion that was so dark and solemn, some emotions flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look back at Shen Chen, who was jumping off the carriage.

Although Dayan is the most powerful country, with the increase in the number of monks and capable monks in other countries in recent years, it is inevitable that wars will break out on the continent that has been peaceful for a long time, under various banners and for various reasons, but only for plunder.

Han Muche knew about the war five years ago. The war lasted three years, and although he was locked up in the dungeon, he occasionally saw the shadow of war in the looks of some pawns. It is said that the battlefield was in Beige, not far from the city, and it once retreated to the periphery of the city when it was critical...... It turned out that the praised young general who ended the three-year-long war was Shen Chen's elder brother.

He was only 10 years old, right? What was it like to lose his dearest brother?

Han Muche has no siblings, not even relatives. His mother left when he was very young, and the old uncle who had been taking care of him died in his hands in the year he was captured by Han Yuancheng. He has always shown his indifference, just because he has never had the opportunity to get along with people. If there were more warm moments in the process of growing up, he probably wouldn't be so cold now.

But it's not a pity, because I never had it, so it doesn't matter. Because of the cold nowadays, few people can hurt him deeply. Han Muche, who was sixteen years old, had actually grown up the moment he planned how to kill Han Yuancheng and escape from the dungeon.

But Shen Chen is different, he has lived in a bright environment since he was a child, and it must be very painful to suddenly lose a relative who grew up together. Han Muche couldn't help but wonder, under Shen Chen's always happy expression, was there another face hidden by him?

Shen Chen was jumping up and down at this time, pretending to be very busy, wanting to get rid of the guards and take the luggage by himself, in fact, his heart could be said to be apprehensive.

"Hey! It's just a hometown timid! When I think of facing this body father who gave me a slap when I opened my eyes...... Tsk, the whole person is not good!" Shen Chen complained in his heart as he had to turn around stupidly because the guards in the palace had snatched all the luggage.

As a result, he unexpectedly swept the indifferent face of Han Muche next to him, but he felt a little sad expression, and couldn't help but be startled, and stabbed him with his arm, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Han Muche, "......"

Purse your lips and turn your head away. Han Muche thought to himself, just thinking like that, was he kicked in the head by a donkey. How could Shen Chen's brain hold so many things!

"......" was inexplicably dumped by a stupid reader who had a stinky face.

Shen Chen had no choice but to turn his head and greet Ah Ling, "Ah Ling, let's go in, come quickly." ”

"Hmm!" Ah Ling nodded cutely, hugged the package and came to Shen Chen's side and whispered, "Shen Chen, your house looks very magnificent." ”

Shen Chen then turned his head to look at the door of his house.

Well, after all, it is one of the four great families, and the style is as it should be. When he was "kicked out" of Ouyang Mansion at that time, he hastily looked back and felt that this mansion had a very special sense of style. But, uh, what's going on with this red silk.

I saw that the red silk symbolizing the joy hung the gate that should be solemn and full of people, and even the stone lion guarding the town did not escape. Belch...... He thought he understood the strange look on his uncle's face that had a little playfulness just now.

But there doesn't seem to be a suitable candidate for marriage in the scattered memories that he remembered and knocked out on the side, could it be that his father wanted to take a concubine?!Impossible, Ouyang Heyun and Lan Ruan Xin are well-known virtuous couple...... The stupid reader finally realized that this festive red silk seemed to be prepared for him......

Uh, it's not like you're returning home, why are you doing such a big battle...... The stupid reader thought with shame in his heart. That's right, shame. This sense of shame reached its climax when he saw the two top students standing next to him.

Shen Chen couldn't help but feel ashamed. I barely finished the final exam, and I was out of the academy for most of the academic year...... How embarrassing is that......

Just then, the door slowly opened. A group of housekeepers walked out behind an old man.

The old man's beard is white, and his face is also a clear sign of aging. His body was as thin as a dead tree, but his back was straight, and his eyes were shining.

Ouyang Shisheng is already too old, as the son of Ouyang Mansion, he has been learning how to be a steward by his late father since he was sensible, and he has been in charge of the position of chief steward for thirty years.

As a chief steward, his ability to observe words and colors has long been perfected. Ouyang Shisheng's eyes were so sharp, not to mention that he had followed the old general to the battlefield several times, and he was a seventh-level mid-level martial artist cultivator, and ordinary people had nothing to hide in his eyes.

Therefore, Ouyang Shisheng saw at a glance that his family had cultivated to a fourth-level swordsman, and he was relieved in his heart, and he turned to care more about the young man next to Xiao Shizi.

That young man looked like he was the same age as Xiao Shizi, but looking at his cultivation, he had actually broken through the sixth level! Although he was still not yet at the lower level, it was rare for him to enter the ranks of a sixth-level great martial artist at such an age! Ouyang Shisheng's heart was shocked!

The cultivation of this continent is divided into twelve levels, but each level is divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower! If you want to improve one level, you have to break through three small realms from low to high before you can advance to a big realm. Basically, if you want to become a top master, you can't do it without decades of penance! And time does not treat people, and some people have no more than 100 years of life expectancy, which has caused the dilemma of today's cultivators, and there are fewer and fewer high-level cultivators, and it is not easy to be promoted to the sixth level!

Cultivation is divided into twelve levels, and each level is divided into a realm. The first realm, the small realm, the middle realm, the high realm. Although the sixth level can already be called a master, looking at the four realms of the twelfth level, he has only reached half of the twelve realms, stepping on the tail of the exit place, which shows the depth of the cultivator's dilemma. And those who have made a breakthrough in this general predicament can extend their life span when they reach the middle realm, and one level can be exchanged for a hundred years of lifespan, and those at the peak of the middle realm can live for three hundred more years! And in the ancient legends, cultivators in the high realm are more likely to be able to live forever!

The lack of cultivators today has made the legend long indistinguishable from the false, but great power and immortality have always been pursued by cultivators, and even emperors have found it difficult to break through this desire. Therefore, in the world, those who cultivate for high cultivation are flocking to them, as small as the powerful people invite those who are high cultivators to sit in the town to seek power, and as big as the emperor snare those who are high cultivators to expand their territory!

The campaign launched by the Qinglong Kingdom five years ago was precisely because of this, and the cultivators of the country whose original strength was not as strong as Dayan have frequently broken through in recent years, bringing a lot of threats to Dayan.

Although Ouyang Shisheng was only the steward of the mansion, he had followed the old general into the military camp, and he had seen the strategizing and marching troops, and in just a few breaths, he had thought of the situation in the world from a young and excessively high-level cultivator.

Despite the shock in his heart, Ouyang Shisheng quickly reined in his feelings, and his aging face returned to the calm of the dead well.

Shen Chen, who was low in cultivation, did not notice this change in the old steward. The reason why he was not surprised by a sixth-level great martial artist of Han Muche's age was simply because he didn't understand the predicament of cultivators in this world, and he knew Han Muche's identity as the protagonist, and his cultivation went up in an uproar, and only the year he got along made Shen Chen accustomed to it.

Only Han Muche looked up at the old man who was walking beside Shen Chen and leading the way with one step. At that moment just now, it seemed that thousands of troops had crossed the border, and the pressure of a higher level than himself was suppressed.

Han Muche hooked the corners of his mouth, it seemed that the old steward was very wary of his motives for approaching Shen Chen.

But even he himself couldn't tell. Obviously, with his current ability, there is completely another place to go, but he can see Shen Chen's dark eyes looking at him with a little pleading, and the words of refusal finally swallowed into his throat, and after he desperately escaped from the Han family, he entered another family by himself. Fortunately, he is stronger now than he was then, and he always has the ability to get out of the way. Han Muche thought.

"Why did you come out in person, chief steward?" Shen Chen asked in surprise.