Luo Mufeng walked out of the darkness holding a bloody sword, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "Master Hou, stop screaming. My martial arts profound energy has blocked the surrounding areas. Even if you scream again,
No matter how loud you are, no one will hear you."
"Luo Mufeng, you are so brave, how dare you kill me?" The noble boy stood on top of the car, with no fear in his eyes.
Luo Mufeng was wearing heavy armor, and profound energy rushed out of his body, condensing into the shadow of a ferocious beast behind him, and said solemnly: "If it weren't for you tonight, my third brother, fourth brother, and fifth brother would not have died.
Just because of you, our Yunzhong Hou Mansion suffered heavy losses and lost three generals, do you think you don’t deserve to die?”
The noble boy laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at you for not daring to seek revenge from Gongzi Chuan, but instead you come to kill me. Is there anything funnier than this in the world?" said the noble boy.
Luo Mufeng grinned and said: "Who is Gongzichuan? Our Lord Marquis is here, does he want to run away? It would be better if he is not found by me. If I find him..."
Luo Mufeng's voice suddenly stopped. He felt someone behind him and turned around.
A man wearing a golden mask stood behind him at some point
Luo Mufeng's expression changed slightly.
"General Luo is so heroic. What will you do if you find me?" Ning Xiaochuan said.
Seeing the appearance of Gongzichuan, the aristocratic young man was overjoyed and very excited. It was not like seeing a giant of evil, but like meeting the great hero in his heart.
Luo Mufeng knew that he was definitely no match for Gongzichuan, so he looked around, gritted his teeth, and projected the sword in his hand. Then, he kicked off his feet and soared to an ancient building on the side of the street. He stepped on the walls of the ancient building.
The top escapes into the distance.
Ning Xiaochuan flicked his fingers and broke the flying sword into nine pieces.
"Shua"
Ning Xiaochuan caught up with Luo Mufeng's head almost instantly, condensed a Xuanqi sword, and slashed down with the sword, splitting Luo Mufeng's body into two halves.
Luo Mufeng's body fell and hit the roof of a house.
Another tiger general in the cloud has fallen
Ning Xiaochuan put away the Xuan Qi Sword and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, Gongzichuan, Gongzichuan, can you accept me as your disciple?" The noble boy limped after him.
Ning Xiaochuan stopped, stared at the young aristocratic boy, frowned slightly, and said, "How old are you today?"
"Thirteen years old." The noble boy said.
"You only reached the third level of the Xuan Qi Realm when you were thirteen years old, and you are still a prince in a prince's mansion. You must not lack cultivation resources. When there is no shortage of cultivation resources, you can reach such a low cultivation level. This shows that you
You don’t have the talent to practice martial arts. If you don’t have the talent to practice martial arts, why should I accept you as my disciple?" Ning Xiaochuan said.
The aristocratic young man said: "Because I hate Yun Zhonghou, and I can see that you also hate him. If you accept me as your disciple, I can help you deal with him."
Ning Xiaochuan was surprised and said: "Can you see that I hate him?"
The noble boy said: "If you didn't hate him, why did you kill four generals of Yunzhonghou Mansion? Even if you are a giant of the evil way, there is no need to offend a big enemy like Yunzhonghou for a trivial matter. You are right.
wrong
"It's interesting."
Ning Xiaochuan smiled and said: "Then why do you insist on worshiping me as your teacher? A prince of the imperial court actually worships an evil giant as his teacher. Aren't you afraid of being ostracized by the seniors in the prince's house?"
The aristocratic boy clenched his fists tightly, bit his lip, and said, "I don't want to go back to that prince's mansion, let alone be this useless prince."
Ning Xiaochuan saw a bit of himself in this noble boy, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Kid, are you always laughed at and looked down upon in the Hou Mansion? Even if
Is it because you are a prince and don’t get respect from others?"
The aristocratic young man's eyes were very bitter and he said: "Not only in the Marquis' Mansion, but also in the entire Imperial City, everyone is laughing at me."
Ning Xiaochuan said: "The main reason is that your martial arts cultivation level is not high enough. If you had a strong enough cultivation level, who would dare to laugh at you? And who would dare to disrespect you?"
"So you agree to accept me as your disciple?" the noble boy said happily.
Ning Xiaochuan neither agreed nor refused, saying: "Leave here first, I feel that some masters dare to come here."
Ning Xiaochuan heard a sound of rapid wind breaking in his ears. He was extremely fast and could fly several miles away almost in an instant. He was an absolute top expert.
"It must be people from Yunzhonghou's mansion who are here to hunt you down. Go to my house. No matter how brave Yunzhonghou is, he won't dare to break into my house." The noble boy said.
Ning Xiaochuan lifted the noble boy up, and with a movement of his body, he flew into the hazy night
Not long after, the aristocratic young man took Ning Xiaochuan to the outside of a magnificent mansion. On the top of the gate of the mansion, there was a gold-inlaid plaque with four golden characters cast on it - Qitianhou Mansion.
Ning Xiaochuan stared at those four big characters, stopped and said in surprise: "Are you the Marquis of Qitianhou Mansion?"
Qitian Hou Mansion is also one of the thirteen hereditary prince mansions. It has been inherited for nearly a thousand years and is at the same level as Jiange Hou Mansion.
In some periods in history, the Qitian Marquis Mansion even dominated the government and the opposition, and was able to threaten the emperor's throne at that time. It was considered to be the top of power among the major marquis mansions.
Of course, what shocked Ning Xiaochuan the most was not this, but the identity of this young man.
If he is the Marquis of Qitianhou Mansion, then wouldn't his mother be...
"Squeak"
At this moment, the gate of the Hou Mansion opened, and a group of guards wearing black heavy armor rushed out from inside. There were eighty martial arts masters, standing in two rows, staring at Ning Xiaochuan in full formation.
The entire Qitianhou Mansion became solemn.
Immediately afterwards, surrounded by a group of maids, a beautiful woman in palace clothes in her twenties walked out, wearing a silk ribbon, bright black silk, graceful and luxurious, she was so beautiful that she would overwhelm the country.
She carries an aura of elegance and wealth, and is more beautiful than the royal maidens. Her figure is as slender as a crescent moon, with a hazy sense of beauty.
"Ming'er, you are finally back. Who hurt you like this?" Mrs. Yinchi walked over with a look of concern, full of tenderness from a woman.
She stretched out a pair of jade-white hands, twisted a piece of silk, and was about to wipe the wounds of the same name.
"I'm fine, you don't need to worry about it"
Qi Ming glared at Mrs. Yinchi fiercely, pulled Ning Xiaochuan and walked towards Qi Tianhou's mansion.
Mrs. Yinchi's hand paused in the air, and she lightly pursed her red lips, tears welling up in her eyes. She raised her slender neck, stared at the bright moon in the sky, tried to keep her eyes wide open, and shed her tears again.
Take back your eyes.
Behind "Madam", a beautiful maid said with concern.
"It's okay, go back to the Marquis Mansion."
Mrs. Yinchi put away the sadness in her heart and stared at Ning Xiaochuan's back, with a puzzled look in her bright almond eyes. Why was Gongzichuan and Ming'er together?
The situation in the imperial city changed rapidly. In one day, four of the Twelve Tigers in the Cloud killed four, shocking the government and the public. The arrogance of Ghost Villa angered many princes in the court.
Marquis Yunzhong dispatched troops to guard the city gate and searched for Gongzichuan everywhere, causing a storm in the city.
Ning Xiaochuan temporarily stayed in Qitianhou Mansion. He wanted to see clearly the situation in the imperial city in front of him. At the same time, he also wanted to find out whether the thousand-year-old ancient demon had left the imperial city?
The thousand-year-old ancient demon is Ning Xiaochuan's biggest threat now. If he does not leave the imperial city, Ning Xiaochuan will not dare to appear in public sight in his true form, and can only hide in secret.
Whether it is Guanyu Tower or Qitianhou Mansion, they are both good places to hide.
Ning Xiaochuan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate on the eighth level of the "Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth".
Once you reach the eighth level, you can absorb profound energy one hundred and twenty-eight times faster, exert the power of the magic sword, and even be able to swallow the blood of a martial master.
If Ning Xiaochuan had not cultivated to the eighth level, he would only be able to absorb profound energy sixty-four times faster. If he still dared to use the magic sword to devour Wu Zun's blood, he would be dead.
In other words, if he cultivates to the eighth level of "Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi", Ning Xiaochuan will have the strength to kill a martial master by surprise.
Of course, each level of "Heaven and Earth Profound Qi" is extremely difficult to practice. If the opportunity does not come, even if you practice for ten years, you may not be able to successfully cultivate the eighth level.
The eighth level of "Heaven and Earth Profound Qi" was ten times more difficult to practice than the seventh level. Ning Xiaochuan spent two days meditating on it, but he still couldn't figure out the meaning of those formulas. It was too bitter and difficult to understand.
"Sir, our wife wants to see you." A soft girl's voice sounded outside the door.
Ning Xiaochuan stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and stared at the sunlight coming in from the window.
Another night of practice
Ning Xiaochuan had long expected that Mrs. Yinchi would definitely meet him.
Ning Xiaochuan had some lingering fears about the witch Lady Yinchi. Facing her was simply more stressful than facing a martial lord.
Since he lives in Qitianhou Mansion, he will face her sooner or later.
Ning Xiaochuan put on the golden mask, opened the door, and said, "Does your wife want to host a banquet for me?"
The maid chuckled and said: "You saved the life of the Marquis, my wife will naturally treat you well."
The maid led Ning Xiaochuan to a fresh and elegant courtyard, where they planted plum blossoms, walked along a pond, and walked into a vermilion attic.
Mrs. Yinchi was wearing a thin silk gauze dress and was half-sitting on a wooden chair. Through the gauze dress, she could vaguely see that she was also wearing a pink underwear underneath.
On the ground, there is a table, a pot of wine, and two wine glasses.
The breeze blew over, carrying the fragrance of pine plums.
"Please take a seat"
Mrs. Yinchi's voice is soft and smooth, her dark eyebrows are like willow leaves, her eyes are like amber, her skin is as delicate as jade and can be broken by a blow, and her arms are like lotus roots, revealing a Shi Shiran smile.
That smile is so charming that it can turn all living beings upside down.
Ning Xiaochuan pursed his lips gently and sat down, "Madam, what is this?"
Mrs. Yinchi smiled and said nothing, waved her hand gently, and the two maids in the attic retreated.
Ning Xiaochuan had seen many big scenes, but at this moment, he couldn't help but become a little nervous, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.