Chapter 868: Yan Lingchi, Enlightenment Ceremony!

"Whoa!"

Jiang Duci immediately set about this matter.

At this moment, Zhang Xusheng and the others, who were beside Ningbei, slowly showed a somewhat bitter smile on their faces.

Ningbei did this, obviously to block the mouth of the world.

His Royal Highness Zhenguo of Huaxia cannot have an affair with the four major sequences.

In this manor of the Zhang family.

The seven-year-old boy in Ning Bei's arms tilted his head and asked innocently, "Are you Ning Bei's elder brother?" ”

"How did you recognize me?"

Ningbei has always been indifferent to outsiders, except for children.

Children are innocent and can easily let go of their guards.

The seven-year-old boy said seriously: "There is a portrait of you at home, and they all say that Brother Ningbei, who bears the mark of a nine-petal fire lotus, will be the patriarch of the family in the future!" ”

"Brother Ningbei can't become the patriarch of the Zhang family!"

Ning Bei hugged the seven-year-old boy, looked at his fleshy little hand, and lightly tapped his index finger on the back of his hand.

On the back of the little boy's left hand, there is a five-petal fire lotus mark.

A red light appeared between Ning Bei's fingers, like a spark of stars, gently falling on the lotus imprint.

In an instant, the little boy's face was flushed, as if he had been nourished by special power, and the five-petal lotus mark on his little hand was completely in full bloom.

A sixth petal appears.

Six-petal Fire Lotus Imprint!

The Zhang family, the fire lotus imprint.

The third is collateral.

Sixth, it is a descendant.

Nine for the patriarch!

In other words, the three-petal fire lotus imprint is the side lineage.

The one-petal Fire Lotus Mark and the two-petal Fire Lotus Mark are basically marginal children who will serve the descendants in the future.

In the entire Yanling Zhang family, the most outstanding of the younger generation is nothing more than Zhang Qidi, Zhang Qiming, and Zhang Qiliu!

The bloodline talent of the three of them is the strongest!

On weekdays, it is already a happy event that a genius with a five-petal lotus mark can be born in the family.

Now on the back of the little boy's hand, a six-petal lotus mark was born.

It is the descendant of the Zhang family!

No matter where they are, the Zhang family will pay attention to it.

The Fire Lotus Seal, the symbol of the Zhang family.

The change in the little boy caused a shock to the Zhang family.

Zhang Xusheng was shocked, how strong is the bloodline in Ning Bei's body!

With just a drop of blood, he advanced the talented bloodline of a seven-year-old boy.

Zhang Xusheng was terrified!

As everyone knows, Ningbei's bloodline has already overflowed!

Ning Bei put down the little boy, stood with his hands in his hands, stood on the soft lawn, and asked softly, "Where is my grandmother?" ”

"She has no shame to go back to Ning's house!"

Zhang Xusheng didn't dare to treat Ningbei as a junior.

The Zhang clan only looks at the fire lotus imprint!

They only value blood!

At this moment, Zhang Xusheng's answer obviously could not satisfy Ning Bei.

Zhang Qingwu said that he was shameless and returned to Ning's house, so he wanted Ningbei to return in vain.

That would be child's play!

Maybe she has no face to see Ning Canglan and Ning Cangyan again.

However, Zhang Qingwu must go back to Ning's house!

She is in Zhang's house for one day, and Ning Zhang's two families will never be able to draw a line.

In this Zhangjia manor, there are no outsiders.

In addition to the Zhang family, they are people from Ningbei.

At the same time, the chariot of the Son of Heaven, led by Wei Xian, also slowly entered the manor.

Inside the chariot, a majestic voice came, saying: "Hand over Zhang Qingwu, Ning and Zhang, cut off contact from today, goodbye forever, each is fine!" ”

The one who spoke was Emperor Wu!

Emperor Wu poured more than ten years of hard work into the student Ning Bei, and single-handedly pushed Ning Bei into the altar behind his back, so that Ning Bei became the king of my Chinese town as a teenager!

The majesty of His Royal Highness Zhenguo cannot be compromised!

The son of Huaxia is not allowed to have an affair with the family sequence!

Zhang Xusheng's face was as usual, he had already noticed the Martial Emperor in the chariot, turned around and bent down slightly, and took the initiative to salute: "Martial Emperor!" ”

"Master Zhang, Emperor Wu's order has been issued, does the Zhang family want to resist the order?"

Martial Master Qi Xiu looked calmly.

Zhang Xusheng sighed lightly and said, "Light dance, come out, Emperor Wu will come to Yanling in person, Xiaobei will take you home, this matter cannot be avoided." ”

An indifferent word resounded throughout the Zhangjia Manor.

In the deepest part of the manor, in the courtyard of a quiet villa and in the pavilion of the pond, there was a woman, Zhang Qingwu, leaning lazily in front of a wooden chair, stroking a fat orange cat in her arms.

Zhang Qingwu said quietly: "After all, you can't hide from what you should come, Ye Laoxi, a good student you taught!" ”

"There is an order from the lord, you go back to Bianjingning's house, the young master enters Yanling Pond, and Zhang Qixing will be born in Huashan afterwards!"

A man covered in black said in a low voice.

He's the shadow!

The eight generals beside the old army master Ye Fan.

Now, he appears in Zhang's manor.

Zhang Qingwu tilted his head, looked at the shadow, and chuckled: "Since I have met Bei'er, he is not a person who is willing to live under the people, Ye Laoxie is at the mercy of his life like this, beware of playing Bei'er after the collapse!" ”

"The young master is not this kind of person!"

Shadow's tone was serious.

Zhang Qingwu smiled like a peach blossom, and then said with a cold face: "You go back and tell Ye Laoxi, don't cross the bottom line in everything, if my Ning family's eldest grandson has any accidents, I will smash Ye Laoxi's chessboard!" ”

The shadow quietly receded, and was no longer visible.

The older generation is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

These juniors in Ningbei are even more demonic.

Zhang Qingwu left the pavilion in a flash, hugged her fat orange cat, appeared on the lawn of the manor, and walked over.

There were no outsiders in the audience.

Ning Bei opened his mouth lightly and said, "Grandma! ”

"I'll go back to Ning's house, and you will enter Yanling Pond!"

Zhang Qingwu stroked the fat orange cat, said a word lightly, and glanced at Emperor Ye Wu lightly, with a little disgust.

She ignored Emperor Ye Wu.

It doesn't mean that Emperor Ye Wu ignores her!

Emperor Ye Wu slowly stepped out of the car and said, "When the old people meet, don't you even have a word of greeting?" ”

"You two brothers and I have nothing to say!"

Zhang Qingwu kept his distance from Emperor Ye Wu.

The grievances and grievances between the older generations, as the younger generation, are obviously unknown to Ningbei.

After all, with the majesty of Emperor Wu, he would not tell Ning Bei about their generation on weekdays.

Emperor Ye Wu waved his hand and said, "Bei'er, you go to Yanlingchi, I haven't seen your grandmother for many years, and I have something to say." ”

Ning Bei looked at the two elders.

The matter between the two is obviously not suitable for Ning Bei to participate.

Yanling Pond, the ancestral land of the Zhang family in Yanling, is also the place where the spiritual ceremony was carried out for the Zhang family in the past dynasties.

Non-Zhang family members are not allowed to enter.

Obviously, Ningbei, a person with a foreign surname, must go through it today.

Emperor Ye Wu spoke again: "Xuanyuan, you accompany your brother on a trip and give him the Dharma protection!" ”

"Yanling Pond, you can only go in one person at a time."

Zhang Xusheng was a little embarrassed.

Emperor Ye Wu said calmly: "For the consumption of Yanling Pond, I will mobilize the things of the treasury to replenish it for you!" ”

"Emperor Wu said the same thing a hundred years ago!"

Zhang Xusheng's face was expressionless.

One sentence made Emperor Ye Wudi's face darken on the spot, he found the steps by himself, and snorted coldly: "I have long forgotten the old things!" ”

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