Chapter 222: Matching
Born in the General Mansion of Quan Fengguo, he has always scolded others, when has he ever been angry with others?
The young man's face was gloomy and terrifying, "While you still have your life to speak, you can talk a little more, and get over it, otherwise when you enter the Tibetan military realm, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out!"
Hearing the threat, Wu Jian smiled and said, "Can't you see that you still have masochistic tendencies?" Okay, since you want to be scolded, then I will satisfy you!"
The people around were not too big to see the excitement, and seeing that the young man who walked in at the end was about to speak again, the steward of Xiaozhushan hurriedly stopped it.
The Tibetan Soldier Realm is about to open, so what will it look like to fight here?
"Two, Hugh is going to mess around here, if it is because of the two of you that the Tibetan military realm is delayed in opening, everyone must be unhappy. β
Hearing that the Tibetan military realm is about to open, everyone present is not holding the psychology of watching the play, and they are here to enter the Tibetan military realm to find an opportunity.
"Everyone Xiaozhushan has said that they will not be allowed to fight here, hurry up and stop, if you really have the ability and courage, then hurry up and enter the Tibetan military realm, and no one cares about life and death. β
"yes, hurry up, I've been waiting for this for a long time. β
"Yes, if you want to play in the Tibetan Soldier Realm, I can do it too
Hang out with you. β
Anyway, after entering, they are all opponents, and some people don't care about Wu Jian and the young man at all, and they have the intention of blending in.
It is not appropriate to anger everyone now, someone next to him stepped forward and whispered to the young man, the young man snorted coldly, made a movement to wipe Wu Jian's neck, and then glanced around, found the man who spoke last, waved his sleeves, and sneered: "Okay, after entering the Tibetan military realm, you are also the one!"
The man was noncommittal, and he glanced at it coldly.
This time it was very interesting, before entering the Tibetan Soldier Realm, it was so tense, the steward of Xiao Zhushan smiled slightly, "Okay, I think everyone is in a hurry, please stand firm and don't move, the Tibetan Soldier Realm will be opened!"
After the stewardship of more than half a hundred years old, Wu Jian and the others sank under their feet, and the countless weapons carved on the stone slabs in the square were like swimming fish, swimming around.
Spiritual smoke and mist had risen around the square, and in the blurred vision, Wu Jian and the others could only hear the voice of the butler.
"Don't resist, the opportunity is not equal, it varies from person to person, everyone be careful!"
As Wu Jian felt the world spinning, a weapon pattern appeared under his feet, and in the next moment, Wu Jian's figure had disappeared.
The entire square was empty, and the steward who opened the Tibetan Soldier Realm shook his head, and then quickly left here.
In the pavilion on the top of the mountain, there is a woman standing on the top of the building looking down the mountain, at the moment when the Tibetan military realm opens, the woman seems to hesitate, her face changes, but soon her expression is as usual.
The steward who came in a hurry stopped a little distance from the woman, stood in the distance and said respectfully: "Madam, all these people who are looking for an opportunity have entered the Tibetan military realm. β
The woman nodded, "I see." β
The steward with pale temples hesitated for a moment and asked: "Madam, the forces behind the people who entered the Tibetan Soldier Realm this time are not ordinary, just I recognize them, there are several, such as the little marquis of Quan Fengguo, the only female disciple who crossed the river, the junior disciple who accepted the apprentice on behalf of the Lesheng Yang Substitute Master of the Thundering Palace, and the disciple of the Jiandang Mountain who finally came to our Xiaozhu Mountain, who was defenseless but had amazing sword energy, in my opinion..."
The steward said bluntly: "Please think twice, Madame!"
Don't look at the steward with pale temples and look at him who is not more than half a hundred years old, in fact, this old housekeeper who has served Xiaozhushan for several generations has been alive for several years, and he is not an outsider.
It seemed that she could see the Tibetan soldier realm at a glance, and the woman shook her head and said: "Uncle Rong, don't you understand? This matter is not something I can decide at all, this is the fate of Xiaozhushan, whether it is Quan Fengguo or not, or what is crossing the river, Thundering Palace, Jiandang Mountain, since the opening of Xiaozhushan, how many divine soldiers have been taken here, so many years, it is time to repay something, just a few lives, I believe they can calculate this account clearly, even if they can't calculate it, after success, it will be them who come together, what are we afraid of?"
Steward Rong sighed.
He was not worried that someone would come to ask for the crime after the incident, although he was old, but this old bone could still move, he didn't dare to say anything big, and before he died, he pulled a Tongxuan Realm as a back, Rong Steward thought that he could still do it, and as Mrs. said, the incense that Xiao Zhushan had accumulated over the years was too much, too many to count, even if these forces that entered the Tibetan military realm came here to ask for the guilt, there would also be people who came here to help, and the situation would not end in a state of affairs, at most, it would tear some faces, and it would have little impact on Xiao Zhushanγ
The reason why I mentioned it just now was because he was a little older, and when he met some energetic young people, Steward Rong felt a little unbearable, and what really embarrassed him was the child he watched grow up. Mobile SM:
Thinking of that quiet child, Steward Rong felt a pain in his heart, "Madam, I know that Madame has Madame's considerations, but after all, so many years have passed, is that prediction necessarily right?
"Rong Chunyuan!"
The woman said angrily: "Don't you even pay attention to the ancestral teachings of Xiaozhushan?!Do you think I am willing to let Yuan'er bear all this?!"
In addition to a trace of anger in the woman's eyes, there was more of a deep sadness and struggle.
From the opening of the mountain to the present, the small casting mountain will create a magic weapon in the Tibetan military realm, about a hundred years to open once, for outsiders to enter to take the treasure, except for the second ranked divine soldier is taken away by the small casting mountain, the rest are all outsiders by chance to obtain, small casting mountain never intervene in the forcible seizure.
As the Sheng family who founded the small casting mountain, the Sheng family, which enjoys the reputation of the casting master, seems to have some kind of curse on the body, no matter what kind of magic weapon is created, their own family sect can not be kept, otherwise they will be eaten by weapons and die early, this situation has been verified by countless people, and the ancestor of Xiaozhushan even invited a few celebrities of the Yin and Yang family to check the destiny of heaven, but it is a pity that after coming here to investigate, these people are unwilling to delve into this matter, and they don't want to say more, so they left in a hurry, and finally forced the ancestor of Xiaozhushan to consume Shouyuan as a pricePoor this well-known casting master in the land of Banzhou, because of this, he exhausted his longevity and died in Xiaozhushan, and from then on, the longevity of the Sheng clan became less and less, and the Xuan Realm was equivalent to the life span of the Yuan Infant Realm, and the Yuan Infant Realm was equivalent to the Shou Yuan of the Jindan Realm, and if this continued, the Sheng family would soon have no successor.
"I believe that the foretaste left by our ancestors can change our fate in Xiaozhushan, and I also believe that Yuan'er is the one who was pre-chosen. β
It seemed that the woman had made up her mind, and Steward Rong sighed and said no more.
"Uncle Rong, go and call Yuan'er over, and then prepare and send her into the Tibetan military realm. β
Rong Chunyuan, who didn't watch the Yixing Shan leave, the woman held on to the railing with both hands and looked out of the mountain.
The woman's husband, the contemporary mountain master of Xiaozhushan has passed away, but the only bloodline of Xiaozhushan Sheng is precisely a girl who has no cultivation qualifications, and now it is the most dangerous time for Xiaozhushan, thinking of the comments left by Xiaozhushan's ancestor Shouyuan when he broke off.
The crisis of Xiaozhushan was solved in distress, so it was.
The woman muttered, "Yuan'er, it's up to you." β
Steward Rong didn't go for a long time, and when he reappeared in the bluestone and white jade square, he was followed by a quiet girl, with two ponytails, standing quietly.
Seeing that Rong was in charge of things and stopped, the girl smiled and said: "Grandpa Rong, you don't need to say it, I understand, don't worry, since I am a child of the Sheng family, this is what I should do, and it is also my meaning, I will not back down." β
This child was watched by him since he was a child, or rather, the girl's father and grandfather were also grown up by him, but one of them left earlier than the other, and when he arrived at the girl, Rong Chunyuan was already separated by this child for three generations, and he became more and more close.
If it succeeds, everything is easy to say, but if it doesn't work, then the Sheng family's children will be completely dead, and Steward Rong's nose will be sour, "Miss, otherwise I will beg again..."
"Uncle Rong", the woman's figure appeared between the Rong steward and the girl, the woman touched the child's head, "Nan'er, believe in the mother, and also breathe for your father and your Sheng family, you must break the difficult fate, your name is Sheng Nannan, the nickname is Yuanyuan, there is no intention, you naturally conform to the ancestors' pre-orders, you must be able to, mother believes in you." β
Sheng Yuanyuan held the woman's hand, without any nervousness, but comforted the woman: "Mother, don't worry, I believe in you, I will definitely let the Sheng family get rid of this fate." β
The daughter has been so obedient since she was a child, and the corners of the woman's eyes were a little moist for a while, and she didn't want her daughter to take care of all this until she had to.
The rise and fall of the Sheng family is really too heavy to hand over to a girl who has not yet grown up.
"Madam, there are too many people in the Tibetan Soldier Realm this time, and once the young lady enters it, it is likely to cause the secret realm to be unbalanced and collapse. β
This secret realm has been in the hands of the old man, and the woman asked, "Uncle Rong, then let one of the people inside come out?"
Steward Rong shook his head, "It's not feasible, the current plan is to find another person with a low realm to enter with the young lady, so as to maintain the balance of the Tibetan military realm, and this person had better have some contact with the people inside, otherwise he will not be able to enter either." β
"What is the highest realm?"
"The highest can not exceed the three realms of ascending the building. β
The woman's face changed a little, and the people in the Tibetan Soldier Realm were all important disciples of the major sects and wealthy families, how could they have any connection with the people who could not ascend to the Three Realms.
"Is there any other way?"
Just when the woman was anxious, the Rong steward who was carefully screening everyone in the Tibetan Soldier Realm suddenly showed joy on his face.
"Found it!"
At the same time, Qingyao County was already in front of him, and Dong Nan suddenly shuddered.
It seems that there is something bad about it.
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