Chapter 17 The Old Marquis's Decision
Jiangehou Mansion, the Hall of Discussion.
Jiangehou sat in the top position. Although he was over eighty years old and had a few strands of gray hair on his temples, he was still full of energy, his eyes were sharp, and he exuded an aura of calmness and self-prestige.
For those who have reached the level of Wuzun, eighty years old is not considered old, and some long-lived Wuzun can even live to be 180 years old.
Ning Qianwen, Ning Qianwu and other big figures of the second and third generations of the Jiangehou Mansion all sat down at the bottom, no one dared to collide with the eyes of the old Marquis. Above all warriors.
Ning Qianwu said: "Father, the Blood-devouring Demon Sect dared to openly kill the direct descendants of our Jiangehou Mansion in the imperial city. This is simply provoking the majesty of our Jiangehou Mansion. This revenge must be avenged!"
Old Hou Ye said calmly: "This matter cannot be done by the Blood-devouring Demon Sect!"
Ning Qianwu said: "But those two domestic servants were indeed sucked dry of blood and died, turning into two mummified corpses. Besides the Blood-devouring Demon Sect, is there anyone else who knows such vicious and domineering magic skills?" ?”
"I said no, I'm not. I'm not old yet, do I need you to judge things for me?" Old Hou Ye's body was full of blood, and his voice was as loud as a Hong bell, shaking Ning Qianwu's blood in his body. Unable to speak.
"The old man's cultivation has become stronger again." Ning Qianwu was horrified. The voice of the old Hou Ye made his eardrums hurt. All nine blood vessels in his body were sealed, and even the profound energy of martial arts could not move. run.
The old master said: "Fourth, I know that your son is dead, and I have hatred in my heart, but I can 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 investigated and found out. Whoever dares to be an enemy of our Jiangehou Mansion will definitely make him pay a heavy price."
"Qianwu understands!" Ning Qianwu stepped back, arguing with the old master was unwise. The old man has lived for nearly a hundred years, and he can't rub sand in his eyes, and he can't hide anything from him.
The old Hou Ye said again: "In three months' time, it will be the day when the Tiandi Academy recruits students. There must be competition among the various princes. The more children and grandchildren who are admitted to the Tiandi Academy, the more they will represent the next generation of the Houfu. The generation is stronger and stronger, this time we cannot lose to other Marquis Houses. Qianwen, how many descendants of the younger generation of Jiange Marquis House have reached the seventh level of profound energy?"
Ning Qianwen is the eldest son of the old Hou Ye. He manages most of the family business in the Jiange Hou Mansion. He is over half a hundred years old and still respects the old Hou Ye. He said: "If you are younger than eighteen years old, There are a total of 134 young disciples who have reached the seventh level of profound energy. Among them, Xin'er has reached the realm of the divine body not long ago, and her talent is simply amazing."
"Oh!" The old Hou Ye's originally stern face immediately showed joy, he patted the chair under him with his palm, and laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay! Xin'er is a good girl, she stepped into the divine body at only fourteen years old Realm, stronger than the old man back then, can be called the number one genius in my Jiangehoufu."
The old Hou Ye was very happy in his heart, and at the same time, the figure of Ning Xiaochuan appeared in his mind. If this poor child was not due to congenital fetal diseases, he would definitely be better than his sister. Why! Pity!
Ning Qianwen remained calm, and continued: "Many of these young geniuses in the Hou's mansion have been training outside, and some of them have even entered the barracks to hone their skills. Now there are a total of seventy-nine people who have rushed back. It has reached above the seventh level of profound energy."
Old Hou Ye said: "Call them in! Also...call Ning Xiaochuan in too! I have something important to announce.
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Ning Qianwu's eyes narrowed, his expression became a little unnatural, and he thought to himself, does the old Hou want to make that sick man the heir of the Hou family?
In the meeting hall, many people showed strange expressions, and they had the same idea as Ning Qianwu.
Although Ning Xiaochuan suffers from congenital fetal disease and cannot practice martial arts, he can marry a wife and have children.
The old Hou Ye is still in his heyday. With the old Hou Ye's preference for Ning Xiaochuan, he can wait a few more decades to train Ning Xiaochuan's son to become the heir of the Jiangehou Mansion.
This is what really worries Ning Qianwu, and it is also the reason why he is eager to get rid of Ning Xiaochuan.
The meeting hall of the Jiangehou Mansion is very majestic and huge, even if it accommodates hundreds of people, it will not appear crowded.
Ning Xiaochuan and the seventy-nine geniuses from the younger generation of Jiangehou's mansion walked into the meeting hall together, neatly and respectfully saluted Jiangehou.
Ning Xiaochuan walked among the many geniuses, slightly surprised, there are too many young masters in the Jiangehou Mansion, there are men and women, the men are heroic, and the women are beautiful and proud. Each of them is a martial arts expert, and none of them is weaker than him.
These are not only the direct descendants of the Jiangehou Mansion, but also many collateral descendants.
This is a hereditary marquis mansion with a millennium background, with a solid foundation, far beyond the comparison of those non-hereditary marquis mansions.
The Yulan Empire was founded more than 800 years ago, with many kings, lords, generals, and ministers. Now it is a prosperous and prosperous empire, with princes and princes emerging in large numbers and martial arts flourishing.
Princes are divided into "hereditary princes" and "non-hereditary princes".
The so-called hereditary princes refer to the "eighteen heroes" when the Yulan Empire was founded, the fourteen princes and the four princes. These princes can be passed down from generation to generation. When the father dies, the son can continue to be a prince, and the son dies. The grandson can continue to be a prince.
Jiangehou's mansion is one of the fourteen hereditary marquis' mansions. It has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. It has profound heritage, huge influence, and numerous connections. Even compared with those Zongmen and Wufu, they are not much weaker.
Hereditary princes are also called "noble princes", and non-hereditary princes are called "poor princes".
Ning Xiaochuan glanced slightly in Ning Qianwu's direction, then immediately retracted his gaze, quickly absorbed all the martial arts profound energy in his body into his heart palace, and continued to pretend to be sick.
"Three months later, it will be the five-year opening day of the Tiandi Academy. You are all the best descendants of the Jiangehou Mansion, and now is your best sprint stage. In the next three months, you will be sent Go to the 'Fire Demon Mountain' to experience, this time the experience will be very difficult, and there is even the possibility of dying in it, whoever dares to go, can stand up now." Old Hou Ye sat on the top, glanced faintly at These young descendants of the Hou family below.
Hearing the words "Fire Demon Mountain", even the faces of the third and second generation elders in the Jiangehou Mansion changed slightly.
"It is said that the Huomo Mountain is a primitive ancient mountain with a radius of thousands of miles. Black firewood grows there. The soil in the mountain has been burning all year round, and it has not been extinguished for thousands of years. It is a truly dangerous mountain."
"I heard that there is a ferocious mysterious beast inside that is as big as the palace, and it can tear apart mountains with one claw."
"I heard that a Martial Lord fell into the Huo Demon Mountain and turned into a corpse slave guarding the Huo Demon Mountain. He would haunt the night and kill the warriors who broke into the Huo Demon Mountain."
Although those young descendants are very jealous of Huo Moshan, but they are still quite determined, and no one quits.
Old Hou Ye nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Don't worry! Breaking into Huomo Mountain with your cultivation is just to die. The periphery of the Magic Mountain is relatively less dangerous."
Hearing this, those young geniuses immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The old master said again: "This time when I go to Wuhuang Mountains to practice, I will give each of you a hundred drops of the first-grade heart nourishing liquid, and a hundred drops of the first-grade blood, so that you can make a qualitative breakthrough in your cultivation. Three months later, they will achieve excellent results in the examination of the Heavenly Emperor Academy. Anyone who can enter the Heavenly Emperor Academy will be rewarded with an intermediate pill, and the best among them will be rewarded with a profound weapon."
"boom!"
Boiling!
The rewards were too generous, making everyone tremble with excitement. "Intermediate Pill" is something that all warriors dream of, and a profound weapon is an inestimable treasure for soldiers.
Ning Xiaochuan also sighed in his heart, "As expected of a hereditary Marquis mansion that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, it is really rich and powerful. A hundred drops of nourishing heart liquid and blood accumulation for each person is a huge fortune, let alone intermediate pills and profound weapons. value."
The mansion of princes and marquises really doesn't care about money when cultivating the descendants of geniuses, and only geniuses can get such treatment.
"There is one more thing I want to announce!" Old Hou Ye stared at Ning Xiaochuan, with extremely complicated expressions in his eyes, love, regret, helplessness, struggle, and finally seemed to have decided something, said: "My grandson Er Ning Xiaochuan was born with fetal disease and was unable to practice martial arts profound energy. I plan to reward him with the "Begonia Manor" in Nanshanji outside the imperial city. From now on he will be the owner of Begonia Manor, so he can live It's in the Hou's mansion. Xiao Chuan, would you like it?"
Everyone stared at Ning Xiaochuan with pity.
Although the old Hou Ye granted him a manor, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old Hou Ye had completely abandoned him and sent him to Nanshanji to let him fend for himself.
He doesn't even have the qualifications to live in the Hou's Mansion, and he has completely become a marginal figure in the Hou's Mansion, and it is even more impossible to become the heir of the Hou's Mansion.
Ning Qianwu was overjoyed. It seemed that Lord Hou had completely given up on Ning Xiaochuan, but this is also human nature. Who would keep a sick child forever? It was a waste of a lot of resources of the Hou Mansion.
Ning Xiner said anxiously: "Grandpa, although Haitang Manor is not far from the imperial city, my brother is weak. If he goes to Haitang Manor, no one will take care of him, he..."
"Xin'er, Master Hou is doing this for Xiao Chuan's sake. Haitang Manor has an elegant environment and fresh air. It is a paradise. It has its own servants to take care of him. It is a good place to recuperate!" Ning Qianwen scolded.
"Uncle."
Ning Xiner gritted her teeth tightly, then stared at the old master again with pleading eyes, and said, "Grandpa, if you really want to send my brother to Haitang Manor, then I won't go to Wuhuang Mountains to practice , instead of going to the Heavenly Emperor Academy, I will go to Haitang Manor to take care of my brother, I only have one brother, no one is heavier than him!"
She pursed her lips and tightly hugged Ning Xiaochuan's arm with both hands, fearing that someone would take her brother away.
Ning Xiaochuan patted Ning Xiner's little hand lightly, and said with a serious expression: "I am willing to go to Haitang Manor, and I accept the reward from Lord Hou."
"Brother!" Ning Xiner said.
"Xin'er, do you still listen to my brother? Go to the Wuhuang Mountains and practice hard. When your cultivation is strong, you will come to Haitang Manor to visit my brother. I will be very pleased." Ning Xiaochuan laughed.
Ning Xiaochuan was afraid of exposing the fact that he could cultivate martial arts profound energy, so he wanted to leave the Hou Mansion a long time ago. Now that he has such a good opportunity, how can he give up?
God help me too!
When Ning Qianwu saw that he had agreed to go to Haitang Manor on his own initiative, he had a knowing smile on his face. This kid is completely useless!