The Mansion of the Marquis of the Sword Pavilion, the Hall of Deliberations.

The Marquis of the Sword Pavilion sat at the top, although he was over eighty years old and had a few strands of gray hair on his sideburns, he was still energetic, his eyes were sharp, and his body exuded an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

For those who have cultivated to the level of martial arts, eighty years old is not old, and some long-lived martial artists can even live to be one hundred and eighty years old.

Ning Qianwen, Ning Qianwu and other second- and third-generation bigwigs of the Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion were all sitting below, and no one dared to collide with the eyes of the old marquis, it was a martial artist's own might, above a qiē martial artist.

Ning Qianwu said: "Father, the Blood Devouring Demon Sect dares to openly kill the direct descendants of our Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion in the Imperial City, this is simply provoking the majesty of our Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion, this revenge must be avenged!"

The old marquis said calmly: "This matter can't be done by the Blood Devouring Demon Sect!"

Ning Qianwu said: "But those two domestic servants were indeed sucked dry of their essence blood and died, turning into two dried corpses. Besides the Blood Devouring Demon Sect, could there be anyone else who would have such a ruthless and domineering magic skill?"

"I said no, it wasn't. I'm not old yet, do I need you to help me judge things?" The old marquis's body was full of blood, and his voice was as loud as Hong Zhong, which shook Ning Qianwu's body, and he couldn't say a word.

"The old man's cultivation has become stronger again. Ning Qianwu's heart was shocked, the voice of the old marquis came out, which shook his eardrums, and the nine bloodlines in his body were sealed, and the martial arts Xuan Qi could not even function.

The old marquis said: "Fourth, I know that your son is dead, and I have hatred in my heart, but I dare to guarantee that this matter is not the work of the Blood Devouring Demon Sect, and the murderer must be someone else." This matter must be traced to the bottom of the matter, and whoever dares to be an enemy of our Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion will definitely make him pay a heavy price. ”

"Qianwu understands!" Ning Qianwu retreated, arguing with the old marquis that it was unwise behavior, the old man lived for nearly a hundred years, he couldn't rub sand in his eyes, and he couldn't hide anything from him.

The old marquis said again: "In three months, it will be the day of enrollment in the Heavenly Emperor Academy, and the major Hou Mansions will definitely compete with each other, the more children and grandchildren who are admitted to the Heavenly Emperor Academy, then it means that the next generation of the Hou Mansion will be stronger, and this time we can't lose to other Hou Mansions." Qianwen, how many heirs of the younger generation of the Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion have cultivated to the seventh level of Xuan Qi now?"

Ning Qianwen is the eldest son of the old marquis, and most of the family business in the Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion is taken care of by him, and he is already over half a hundred years old, and he is still quite in awe of the old marquis, and said: "The young children who are under eighteen years old and have reached the seventh level of Xuan Qi have a total of one hundred and thirty-four people. Among them, Xin'er reached the realm of the divine body not long ago, and her talent is simply amazing. ”

"Oh!" The old marquis's originally straight face immediately showed joy, and he slapped the chair under him with his palm, and laughed: "Okay! Xin'er, this girl is very competitive, she stepped into the realm of the divine body at the age of fourteen, and she is more powerful than the old man back then, and she can be called the first day of my Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion." ”

The old marquis's heart was very happy, and at the same time, the figure of Ning Xiaochuan appeared in his mind, if it weren't for the congenital fetal disease, this hard-working child would definitely be better than his sister. What a pity!

Ning Qianwen remained silent and continued: "Many of these young geniuses in the Hou Mansion are training outside, and some of them have even entered the military camp to hone their training, and now there are a total of seventy-nine people who have rushed back, and their cultivation has reached the seventh level or above of Xuanqi. ”

The old marquis said, "Call them all in......!" Call Ning Xiaochuan in as well! I have something important to announce. ”

Ning Qianwu's eyes shrank, his expression became a little unnatural, and he secretly said in his heart, could it be that the old marquis wants to make that sick man the heir of the Hou Mansion?

In the council hall, there were many people who showed different colors and had the same thoughts as Ning Qianwu.

Although Ning Xiaochuan suffered from congenital fetal diseases and could not practice martial arts, he could marry a wife and have children.

The old marquis is still in his prime, and with the old marquis's preference for Ning Xiaochuan, he can wait a few more decades to train Ning Xiaochuan's son to become the heir of the Sword Pavilion Marquis.

This was what really worried Ning Qianwu, and it was also the reason why he was in a hurry to get rid of Ning Xiaochuan.

The council hall of the Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion is very majestic and huge, even if it can accommodate hundreds of people, it will not seem crowded.

Ning Xiaochuan and the seventy-nine geniuses of the younger generation of the Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion walked into the council hall together, and they saluted the Sword Pavilion Marquis respectfully.

Ning Xiaochuan walked among the many geniuses, and his heart was slightly surprised, there were too many young masters in the Sword Pavilion Mansion, there were men and women, the men were heroic, and the women were beautiful and arrogant. Each of them was a martial arts powerhouse, and none of them were weaker than him.

This is not only the direct descendants of the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion, but also many of them are collateral descendants.

This is the thousand-year-old heritage of a hereditary marquis, with a strong foundation, far from being comparable to those non-hereditary marquis mansions.

The Yulan Empire has been founded for more than 800 years, with many kings, marquis, generals, and ministers, and now it is a splendid and prosperous empire, with many princes and princes, and martial arts flourishing.

Princes are further divided into "hereditary princes" and "non-hereditary princes".

The so-called hereditary princes refer to the "eighteen meritorious heroes" at the time of the founding of the Yulan Empire, the fourteen princes and the four princes, these princes can be passed down from generation to generation, the father dies, the son can continue to be a prince, and the son dies, the grandson can continue to be a prince.

The Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion is one of the fourteen hereditary marquis mansions, which has been inherited for nearly a thousand years, with profound heritage, huge power, and many veins. Even compared to those sects and martial arts, it will not be much weaker.

Hereditary princes are also known as "aristocratic princes" and are not hereditary princes

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Hou is known as the "prince of the cold gate".

Ning Xiaochuan glanced slightly in the direction of Ning Qianwu, then immediately retracted his gaze, and hurriedly collected all the martial arts and Xuan Qi in his body into the Heart Palace, and continued to pretend to be a sick man.

"Three months later, it will be the day when the Heavenly Emperor Academy Palace will open once every five years, you are all the best descendants of the Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion, and now is the best stage for you to sprint. In the next three months, you will be sent to the 'Fire Demon Mountain' for training, this time the experience will be very difficult, and there is even a possibility of dying inside, if anyone dares not go, you can stand up now. The old marquis sat above, his eyes faintly glancing at the young descendants of the Hou Mansion below.

Hearing the words "Fire Demon Mountain", even the faces of the third and second generation old men of the Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion changed slightly.

"Legend has it that the Fire Demon Mountain is a primitive ancient mountain with a radius of thousands of miles, with black fire wood growing, and the soil in the mountain is burning all year round, and it has not been extinguished for thousands of years, it is a real dangerous Demon Mountain. ”

"I heard that there are fierce beasts inside, whose bodies are as large as palaces, and can tear mountains apart with one claw. ”

"I heard that there is a martial artist who fell in the Fire Demon Mountain and turned into the corpse slave of the Fire Demon Mountain, and he will haunt at night and kill the warriors who break into the Fire Demon Mountain. ”

Although those young descendants were very taboo about Fire Demon Mountain, their minds were still quite firm, and no one quit.

The old marquis nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Don't worry! With your cultivation, breaking into the Fire Demon Mountain is just sending you to death, and the place where you are training this time is only the 'Five Desolate Mountain Ridge' in the northwest corner of the Fire Demon Mountain, which belongs to the periphery of the Fire Demon Mountain, and the danger is relatively much lower. ”

Hearing this, those young geniuses immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The old marquis said again: "This time I went to the Five Desolate Mountains to practice, and I will give each of you a hundred drops of a first-grade heart nourishing liquid and a hundred drops of one-grade blood, so that your cultivation can have a qualitative breakthrough, and you will achieve excellent results in the assessment of the Heavenly Emperor Academy Palace in three months." Anyone who can be admitted to the Heavenly Emperor Academy will be rewarded with an intermediate pill, and the best person among them will be rewarded with a mysterious weapon. ”

"Boom!"

It's boiling!

The reward was too great to make everyone tremble with excitement. "Intermediate Dan" is something that all warriors dream of, and a mysterious weapon is a treasure of immeasurable value.

Ning Xiaochuan also sighed in his heart, "It is worthy of being a hereditary Hou Mansion that has been inherited for nearly a thousand years, it is really wealthy, and one hundred drops of heart nourishing liquid and blood per person is a huge wealth, not to mention the value of intermediate pills and mysterious weapons." ”

The princely mansion cultivates genius descendants, and it is really not distressed about money, and only geniuses can get such treatment.

"There is one more thing I want to announce!" The old marquis's eyes were fixed on Ning Xiaochuan's body, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes, love, regret, helplessness, and struggle, and finally seemed to have decided something, and said: "My grandson Ning Xiaochuan was born with a fetal disease and cannot cultivate martial arts Xuanqi, I plan to reward him with the 'Begonia Manor' in Nanshan outside the imperial city, and from now on he will be the owner of Begonia Village, and he will not be able to live in the Hou Mansion." Would you like it, Ogawa?"

Everyone stared at Ning Xiaochuan with pity.

Although the old marquis rewarded him with a manor, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the old marquis has completely given up on him, and sent him to Nanshanji to fend for himself.

He didn't even have the qualifications to live in the Hou Mansion, and he completely became a marginal figure in the Hou Mansion, and it was even more impossible to become the heir of the Hou Mansion.

Ning Qianwu's heart was overjoyed, it seemed that the old marquis had completely given up on Ning Xiaochuan, but this was also human nature, who would keep raising a sick man?

Ning Xin'er hurriedly said: "Grandpa, although the Begonia Manor is not far from the Imperial City, but my brother's body is weak, if he goes to the Begonia Manor, no one takes care of him, he ......"

"Xin'er, Master Hou is doing this for the sake of Xiaochuan, the environment of Begonia Manor is elegant, the air is fresh, it is a paradise, and he has his own servants to take care of him, it is a good place to recuperate!" Ning Qianwen scolded.

"Uncle. ”

Ning Xin'er gritted her teeth tightly, then stared at the old marquis with pleading eyes again, and said: "Grandpa, if you really want to send my brother to Begonia Manor, then I won't go to the Five Desolate Mountains to practice, and I won't go to the Heavenly Emperor Academy, I will go to Haitang Manor to take care of my brother, I only have one brother, and no one is heavier than him!"

She pursed her lips and wrapped her arms tightly around Ning Xiaochuan's arm, afraid that someone would take her brother away.

Ning Xiaochuan gently patted Ning Xin'er's little hand, and said with a stern expression: "I am willing to go to Haitang Manor, and I accept the reward of Master Hou." ”

"Brother!" Ning Xin'er said.

"Xin'er, do you still listen to your brother's words? Go to the Five Desolate Mountains and Ridge to cultivate hard, and when you cultivate to become strong, come to Haitang Manor to see your brother again, my brother will definitely be very pleased. Ning Xiaochuan said with a smile.

Ning Xiaochuan was afraid of exposing the fact that he could cultivate martial arts Xuanqi, so he had long wanted to leave the Hou Mansion, and now that he encountered such a good opportunity, how could he give up?

God help me!

Ning Qianwu saw that he actually took the initiative to agree to go to Begonia Manor, and a knowing smile appeared on his face, this kid is completely wasted!