In Wanjiang Pavilion, the silent crowd began to commotion. As the head of the family, Ximen Piaofeng couldn't help but stand up again and scold the slightly chaotic order.
"Second brother, third brother, fourth sister, how come my father has been away for an hour and still hasn't returned?"
The second child, Ximen Chalong, snorted coldly, "Who knows where your precious son has gone and what he has done to make old father so happy."
"What do you mean by that?" Ximen Piaofeng stared at Ximen Chalong fiercely, his face full of anger but he had nowhere to complain at this moment.
"Don't you know what I mean?"
"you……"
Ximen Luoxue on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said coldly: "Is that enough? You two are parents, but you are arguing in front of a bunch of children. How unbecoming is it?"
Although Ximen Luoxue has the weakest skill among the four, and she is also a woman, for some reason, the other three brothers are afraid of her. Ximen Piaofeng and Ximen Chalong looked at each other, snorted angrily, and turned away.
See each other again.
In the Ximen family, the secret fight between the eldest son, Ximen Piaofeng, and the second eldest son, Ximen Chalong, is well known. Ximen Piaofeng has three children. Except for the good-for-nothing Ximen Siyu who is laughed at by the entire family, the others
The two sons are both outstanding, talented and accomplished. The two parents have five sons. All five sons have their own merits, which can be considered as an honor for their father. Among them, Ximen Jianqu and Ximen Jianrenxiu
is the highest.
The fight between the two people is nothing more than for the father's position as the head of the family a hundred years later. However, under the influence of his father for many years, the war between the two has slowly expanded and turned into a struggle for the younger generation. Slowly
, the Ximen family has been divided into two major snobbery groups.
The first snobbery is the non-lineal snobbery headed by the patriarch Ximen Piaofeng. Most of the non-lineal descendants in the family have secretly formed an alliance with Ximen Piaofeng. The other snobbery is the snobbery of the second patriarch Ximen Chalong and the third patriarch.
The Zhili faction was supplemented by Ximen split.
Among the four major parents, only Ximen Luoxue was not involved. In fact, her heart had been occupied by a person for a long time, and she could not forget it to this day, so of course she had no intention of paying attention.
The two factions have engaged in countless snobbish and clandestine fights, but they have only been limited to lip-sync and have not reached the point of a full-blown fight. The main reason for this is the five mysterious protectors in the Weiyu family.
It is said that no one has really seen the true face of the five guardians in Lushan. They are like wandering ghosts guarding every corner of the Ximen family. Only in times of crisis will the five guardians show up to help. Their cultivation is so high that they will no longer be able to
Under the head of the family, Ximen Chen. Moreover, Ximen Chen had explained a hundred years ago that the five guardians of the Ximen family have the same power of life and death as the head of the family. Anyone who betrays the rules of the family can be killed first and punished later.
It was precisely because of this that the two major forces were not allowed to multiply and grow. However, when they heard the news that Ximen Chen was about to pass the tribulation, the repressed desires in their hearts began to swell again.
The four people in front had their own thoughts, but the Ximen disciples below were also bored in every possible way. Many of them were secretly excited and proud because they saw the legendary immortal Ximen Chen, but they only said a few words.
Ximen Chen left his disciples behind and left in the air. The reason was just to pick up a useless grandson. This made most people feel psychologically unfair, especially the children of the Zhili sect.
An hour and a half passed, and just when everyone was getting impatient, Ximen Chen finally appeared.
I saw a white shadow passing through the corner of everyone's eyes, more quickly than when it left. Ximen Chen sat steadily on the purple wooden chair, his face still calm, but anyone with a discerning eye could notice that Ximen Chen's eyes
Zhongya is no longer as indifferent to the world as he was just now, but has a kind of ecstatic joy.
Ximen Chen's sudden appearance surprised everyone. Ximen Piaofeng looked at his father's messy silver hair and wrinkled clothes. Although Ximen Chen was still a fairy, his embarrassed state at this moment was still extremely obvious.
"Father, what's going on, my... child?"
Ximen Chen suddenly laughed loudly, "It's not a problem, it's not a problem, Piaofeng, you have given birth to a good son. By the way, he is now in my Jianmang Tower. From now on, my little son
My grandson followed me. Hahaha..."
Ximen Chen's words were like an explosion, and the crowd immediately exploded.
Others may find it incredible, or think that Ximen Chen takes pity on Ximen Siyu, so he keeps him by his side. But in the ears of the four parents, this has another meaning. In this way, this Ximen Siyu has been
Ximen Chen has been accepted as a closed disciple, and the first quota has been reduced.
In fact, the main reason for their dissatisfaction is that they don't understand why their father would choose a useless person as a closed disciple. If he chooses a disciple with upper-level cultivation talents, they have nothing to say, but then Ximen Siyu can be said to be
The shame of the Ximen family is that they have been practicing for several years but have made no achievements. They have not even reached the Soul Gathering stage, and the "Starlight Art" is still lingering on the first level.
The faces of Ximen Chalong and others immediately grew long. They never expected that their father would make such a decision when he came back after being away for such a long time.
Ximen Piaofeng was even more surprised. He couldn't figure out what his father meant at all. He just felt that his father's words had nowhere to put his old face.
"Father, this is inappropriate. Please think twice and take back your order."
"Oh, why?" Ximen Chen didn't expect that his son would be reluctant, and his face couldn't help but look ugly.
"Father, calm down, Quanzi has no talent for cultivation at all. He has been practicing the secret of his sect "Starlight Art" since he was six years old, but now he has not even mastered the first level. He really has no shame in handing it over to his father."
"Bastard." Ximen Chen roared angrily, and the purple wooden dragon chair beneath him instantly turned into powder.
Ximen Chen's anger made everyone feel cold in their hearts.
"What do you know? You only look at the surface. Let me ask you, do you know why Siyu's skill has stopped improving in the past six years?"
"this……"
"You don't care about your child at all, but do you know why he was late this morning? Huh, you are really an amazing father."
"I'm sorry, father, please calm down." Ximen Piaofeng knelt down quickly, but he kept thinking about his father's meaning in his heart.
"That's all. From now on, Siyu's child will be left to me. I think I should also fulfill some of my responsibilities as a grandfather." When Ximen Chen said this, his face showed an uncontrollable feeling of relief.
"Father, look, the other disciples..." Ximen Chalong saw that his father was not in a good mood, and quickly reminded Ximen Chen of what he had just discussed, so as not to miss this opportunity.
Ximen Chen's brain came to his senses at this time, and he felt a little regretful that he had not controlled his emotions in front of the entire family. He was beaming with joy. He turned around and wanted to sit down, but found that the chair behind him had already turned into a pile of dust.
With a pretentious cough, Ximen Chen straightened his clothes, his face solemn, as if he had the demeanor of a fairy-like master.
"Today, I left the country in a hurry but I actually had a few big things to say. However, after some special circumstances just now, my plan has been adjusted."
Ximen Chen paused, and a ray of light shot out of his eyes.
"My Ximen family has been established in the world of cultivation so far. Although heroes often appear, God has not helped me, Ximen, so our Ximen family has never been able to reach the top of martial arts. But now, we have this hope. I hope,
I can see that day coming in the near future.”
Ximenchen's words immediately caused a climax in Wanjiang Pavilion. Everyone looked at each other with excitement and expectation in their eyes.
Ximen Chen waved his hand again to quiet down the hall, "Today's world of cultivation is already in turmoil. It can be expected that there will be a big storm in the near future. Our Ximen family's ability to dominate the world of cultivation depends on this opportunity. One year from now.
I will hold a competition within the family, and the top three winners will get the opportunity to go to my family's holy land, the 'Ten Thousand Swords Pool', to select swords. At the same time, they can also get my true training experience to contribute to my cause of Ximen Hegemony.
You can have confidence."
"have……"
"have……"
"have……"
In the hall, everyone was in high spirits and determined beyond words.
After hearing Ximen Chen's majestic narration, Ximen's disciples were all full of fighting spirit, and they separated and went together, vowing to practice hard.
In Wanjiang Pavilion, only Ximen Chen and his four sons were left at this moment.
Ximen Piaofeng clasped his hands in his fists, but before he could speak, he was blocked by Ximen Chen.
"I know what you are going to say, and I will tell you the reasons, but not now. Now you just try your best to supervise the Ximen disciples you discipline. After a year, I hope to see more outstanding talents."
"yes……"
Without saying a word, Ximen Chen left Wanjiange in a carefree manner, leaving only four people full of questions.