In a single courtyard deep in Wushan Xuanjie, the door was open. A faint scent of sandalwood was burning in the room, and a middle-aged man sat quietly at the top, sipping fragrant tea.
"Second Master, the First Master sent out an urgent letter this morning. The spy who delivered the letter has been captured by us. This is the urgent letter." The old man in a black robe in the corner took out an envelope stamped with fire paint from his arms.
, the hand holding the envelope was exposed in the air, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be like a skeleton, with iron-gray skin tightly wrapping the hand, which looked very scary.
The person who was called the second master sat on the seat and looked at the hand. A trace of disgust flashed unconsciously in the corner of his eyes. He took the envelope and ignored him.
The second head of the house had a slightly thin face, and his sharp moves revealed a sinister and sinister light from time to time. This person was Ximen Chalong, the second head of the Ximen family. At this moment, he was reading the content of the letter carefully,
The two eagle eyes are getting narrower and narrower, and their expression makes people shudder.
"Huh, good for you, Ximen Piaofeng." Ximen Chalong stood up with a flick of his sleeves, grabbed the letter paper and squeezed it hard, and the whole piece of paper instantly turned into tiny fragments.
Ximen Chalong stood up and looked at the courtyard outside the door with a calm expression on his face. However, judging from the rosary beads he kept turning in his hand, his heart was far from as calm as his face showed.
"Ghosting, how did it go with the matter I told you?"
The man in black who had been standing in the dark corner leaned forward slightly, "Back to the second master, the negotiations went smoothly, but their conditions were too..."
"What do they want?" Ximen Chalong's voice came out coldly, but it made people feel even more terrifying.
"They said that after the matter is successful, they will need three sword pills brewed in the 'Ten Thousand Sword Pool'."
"What, you want three sword pills?" Ximen Chalong could no longer remain calm, and his sharp eyes widened.
The man in black quickly put his head down, not daring to look at Ximen Chalong's anger.
In the empty room, only the sound of Ximen Chalong's heavy breathing was left.
After half a stick of incense was passed, Ximen Chalong snorted coldly and smashed the chair he was sitting on with his palm, "Okay, you tell them that as long as things go well, I will give them three sword pills."
"Yes, the second master." The shadow man made a deep thought, stepped back from the darkness, and disappeared into the house.
Ximen Chalong stood there quietly, a hint of ferociousness flashed through his cold and sharp moves, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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Year after year, every winter turns to spring, Wushan is always full of vitality and flourishing. Flowers, plants and vegetation compete for beauty, trees draw new growth rings, wear fresh new clothes, everything is beautiful.
It's so refreshing and inspiring.
On various training grounds in the valley, Ximen disciples dressed in bright colors are either holding weapons or dancing with their bare hands. Everyone is training very seriously. The tinkling sound of the collision of weapons is constantly reverberating in the valley.
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This is a daily training class for the Ximen family. Most of the disciples will train on the trial field. Only a few elite disciples can enter the stone chamber dug out of the back mountain to practice the inner strength and mental skills in seclusion.
The disciples who can enter the stone chamber to practice in seclusion are all elite members of the Ximen family, and the techniques they practice are also more superior.
It has been four years since the head of the family, Ximen Chen, announced that he would go into seclusion again. The four-year period has been reduced far away, which makes the members of the Ximen family even more anxious. Because the family Ximen Chen once said four years ago that the world will be in chaos, leaving
The time for everyone to practice is already far away. Four years later, a competition will be held within the family. The top three in the competition will have the opportunity to gain Ximen Chen's experience in personal training. Everyone knows that this is to improve their own skills and establish their own status.
The best shortcut.
Originally, some of the adult children in the family were very proud because they had the advantage of age and were naturally much better than the younger generations. But who knew that the younger generations of this generation were extremely talented. In just four years, these younger generations
They already have the strength to match theirs, and they have the potential to surpass them. This makes them even more impatient, so they practice extra hard every day, but the water far away cannot save the fire close to them. They are just starting to work hard now. It is already too late to make up for the situation.
Yes, it's too late.
——Boom!
A loud noise came from the top of Ma'an Mountain, and then a burst of dust rose up. Shouts sounded from there.
"Senior Brother Jianqu, you are so awesome."
"That's great. Senior Brother Jianqu is indeed the number one among the younger generation."
The dust dispersed, and a tall figure appeared on the training ground at the top of Ma'anshan. Surrounded by a large group of Ximen disciples, they couldn't stop praising that person.
The man was eighteen or nineteen years old, with a handsome and arrogant face, and thick sword eyebrows that made him even more heroic. His strong body stood proudly in the open space, holding a simple bronze gun in his right hand.
The long sword had a faint green glow on its blade, and on the ground in front of him, there was a shocking deep groove, and a huge boulder cracked from the middle. It was obvious that it was the work of the young man's sword.
This person was none other than Ximen Jianqu, the eldest son of the second patriarch, Ximen Chalong. Jianqu waved his sleeves and robes at the crowd, his proud smile undisguised.
"Brother Xiao, what you said is wrong. He is not worthy of being the number one swordsman of the younger generation. It is my younger brother who is in retreat who deserves that title."
The boy from Ximen, who was called Brother Xiao, waved his hands repeatedly and smiled.
Ximen Feng, who had been waiting for a long time, chuckled and ran to Jian Qu's side, took out the orchid-scented silk, and carefully wiped the sweat from Jian Qu's forehead.
Ximen Feng is the daughter of three parents, Ximen Li. She is only one year younger than Ximen Jianqu. Now she is also beautiful, graceful and affectionate. The gentleness between her brows will make every man unable to control his soul.
.I am afraid that only Ximen Jianqu knows the power of Ximen Feng best.
The combination of such a talented man and a beautiful woman really makes people envious. Watching the two people's intimate movements once again provoked a burst of cheers from the crowd of onlookers, which did not contain envy or jealousy.
"Brother Jianqu, that sword you just used was so powerful. You must have cultivated to the fifth level of "Starlight Jue"."
Ximen Jianqu took Ximen Feng's little hand and touched it hard. Looking at Ximen Feng's shy and red cheeks, he laughed proudly.
"Xianmei, I'm dissatisfied with what you said, but I have indeed broken through the bottleneck and reached the fifth level of "Starlight Art"."
Ximen Feng was slightly surprised. "Starlight Jue" is divided into nine levels. Each higher level is equivalent to increasing one level of cultivation. Cultivators generally divide the cultivation level into nine levels, namely, Gathering Spirits, Bigu, and Lingxu.
Golden elixir, Yuanying, out-of-body, distraction, transcending tribulations and Dacheng. Reaching the fifth level of "Starlight Jue" means that the cultivation level has reached the Yuanying stage. The cultivators who enter the Yuanying stage have all the skills.
It will be greatly improved. This is a qualitative leap. Reaching the Nascent Soul stage means a lot. For example, you can have the inner fire cultivation magic weapon, and your life will be greatly extended. Therefore, cultivators regard the Nascent Soul stage as a watershed. Only with abnormal talents
Or it is possible for those who are extremely diligent to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, but starting from the Nascent Soul stage and going up is much more difficult, and that depends on the talent and understanding of the cultivator.
"So, Brother Jianqu, you already have Nascent Soul?"
Ximen Jianqu blinked and smiled at Ximen Feng: "Yes, there is a cute little doll in my Zi Mansion. Sister Xian, do you want to see it?"
Ximen Feng was happy and nodded repeatedly.
Ximen Jianqu's smile gradually deepened, and he held his hands in frustration and said to Ximen Feng: "Then Xianmei can come to my room tonight. Let's discuss Yuanying together. It will be very interesting."
Hearing the ambiguity in Jianqu's words, Ximen Feng's face turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly pretended to be coquettish and beat Ximen Jianqu's chest.
"Hmph, I thought that master was born, but it turned out that a couple of adulterers and adulterers were spreading rumors here. Hahahaha, that's ridiculous!" A cold voice came from behind the two of them.
Ximen Jianqu turned his face angrily and stared at the place where the sound came from to see clearly who was coming.
"Oh, who dared to come to our place and speak rudely? It turns out that the eldest son of the family has arrived. It's disrespectful and disrespectful." Ximen Jianqu kept laughing, but his proud head was held straight, and he didn't care about anyone at all.
Keep it in mind.
"snort!"
The visitor snorted coldly. He was the eldest son of Ximen Piaofeng, the eldest son of the family, and the eldest grandson of Ximen, Siyu's brother. Ximen's eldest grandson was the same age as Ximen Jianqu, and his skill was only slightly inferior to Ximen Jianqu, having reached the third level of "Xingguang Jue".
The fourth level of Dzogchen is only half a step away from the realm of the Nascent Soul on the fifth level. Because the two of them are in different snobbery situations, they have been tit-for-tat enemies since childhood and have never taken each other seriously.
Now that Ximen's Jianqu skills have greatly increased, he naturally looks down on Ximen's eldest grandson even more. However, the other party is the eldest son of the patriarch and has some prestige in the family, so it is okay to talk about it, but if he really takes action, the consequences are difficult to predict.
Now is the moment when the friction and secret war between the two snobbish parties reaches its peak. Any spark can detonate the entire stalemate, and it is still far away from Ximen Chen's release. At this juncture, the representatives of the younger generation of both parties
, naturally would not be stupid enough to fight.
Therefore, the two people looking at each other on the field did not reveal more hostility, but more of a momentum. The surrounding crowd also slowly moved towards their respective snobbery sides, but it was obvious that Ximen Jianqu's side
There are much more people.
Ximen Jianqu looked back at his troops and smiled slightly. "Brother Zhangsun, it's sunny and windy here, do you want to go to the shelter to have a cup of warm tea?"
Ximen Feng on the side snorted coldly at Ximen Changsun, and actually took the initiative to take Ximen Jianqu's arm and looked at the people opposite him coldly.
Seeing the actions of the two people in front of him, Ximen's eldest grandson laughed out loud, "Brother and sister, you don't need to be polite, they are all family members. If you two get married in the future, I, the eldest brother, will definitely come to congratulate you.
Fan. Hahahaha!"
Ximen Changsun waved his sleeves and left with his troops in a swaggering manner.
Ximen Jianqu's face turned blue and purple. The words of Ximen's eldest grandson were engraved in his heart. He understood that Ximen's eldest grandson was laughing at himself for being hungry and using his close relatives as partners. Although it is not shameful for male and female cultivators to combine dual cultivation.
However, marrying close relatives is a bad custom. Such ridicule is like acupuncture, piercing deeply into Ximen Jianqu's heart.
"Hmph, Ximen's eldest grandson, just wait for me."
Ximen Jianqu gritted his teeth and looked at the man's retreating back, with a sharp cold light in his eyes.