Chapter 1669: In Front of the Mansion
Seven years ago, Shen Qi's martial arts cultivation was only at the third level, and he could only reach it under the training of the Rongcheng family.
And the direct lineage of the family is almost all at the fifth level, and there is a full two levels between the two.
But that was seven years ago -
Now, his martial arts attainments have far surpassed those of the past. Although his cultivation has not changed, every bit of true energy can burst out with amazing power.
Shen Qi turned his head and looked at the carriage. The body of the carriage was mottled, and most of the vermilion paint on it had fallen off.
"Rong Chengying, you used this carriage to send my mother to the mountains. Unknowingly, twenty years have passed."
"My mother has been lonely all her life. Her only wish is to get a name and be listed in the Rongcheng family tree..."
The young man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stepped onto the steps.
"Who is coming!"
Two guards holding long spears blocked the front.
Shen Qi took out the token from his bosom and said expressionlessly, "I want to see Rong Chengying."
"Yellow Flag Geng Token?"
The eighteen guards looked at each other, frowning slightly. Rong Chengyu Tokens are rare, and each one has a special mark, sorted according to the order of heaven and earth.
The yellow flag token belongs to the sons of the branch, but as far as they know, the four sons ranked with the Geng character are either far away in a foreign land or imprisoned for committing serious mistakes. Who is the person in front of them?
"May I ask the name of the son?" The leader of the eighteen guards said in a deep voice.
"Shen Qi." The young man said indifferently.
"Shen?" The leader frowned, then understood, "Did the son come from Baisha Mountain?"
Shen Qi nodded slightly.
The leader's expression suddenly turned cold, and he snorted, "It turns out to be Mr. Shen. Please wait a moment, I will pass it on now."
As he said, the leader winked, and a guard turned and walked into the mansion, disappearing around the corner.
Just like that year... Looking at the guard going away, Shen Qi's hatred became stronger. He knew that the guard did not go to Rong Chengying, but met Madam Hanqiu.
Madam Hanqiu was Rong Chengying's wife and an important figure in the Rongcheng family.
If it weren't for her, Shen Qi's mother would not have been driven to Baisha Mountain. Before leaving, she was forced to drink a large bowl of saffron. Although Shen Qi was born safely in the end, his mother also suffered from a chronic disease. In just twenty years, she passed away.
...
Time passed slowly, and half an hour passed unknowingly.
"My half-brother... it's time to come out!"
The young man murmured in a low voice, and couldn't help looking at the carriage behind him.
Seven years ago, he was seriously injured by Madam Hanqiu's only son, Rong Cheng Baihe, and even his mother's coffin was smashed, completely becoming a laughing stock of the Rongcheng family.
In order to take revenge and for his mother's last wish, he had to seek refuge with his cousin, Master Yushan.
But he never expected that Master Yushan would use him to defile Jiang Ning and force Jiang Ning to be his concubine.
And he didn't know all this until Jiang Ning died, from a maid.
The moment he knew the truth, Shen Qi's heart seemed to be burning with a ball of fire, regret, anger, pain... countless emotions gathered together, and his mind reached a certain inexplicable state, and even the control of his true energy increased several times.
It can be said that twenty-seven years of practice is not as good as the improvement of that day.
It is precisely because of this that he could break into the Rongcheng family alone, snatch Jiang Ning's body, and even kill seven elders of the Rongcheng family.
In the end, the Rongcheng family used the most elite cavalry, combined with
hidden weapons and venom, to finally trap him.
"This time, I will let my mother return to the Rongcheng family in an upright manner, and list her in the family tree, Madam Hanqi, Rongcheng Ying, Rongcheng Yushan... you wait, the first one is Rongcheng Baihe."
The young man's eyes flashed coldly.
Da! Da! Da!
A quick sound of footsteps came from the corner. Rong Cheng Baihe was wearing gorgeous clothes, followed by four or five followers, all holding weapons, with bright eyes, obviously all of them were masters of grade.
Seeing this, the guards on both sides hurriedly retreated, showing respect.
"Meet Mr. Baihe." The leader bowed.
"Prepare a carriage for this young master immediately. The elders of the clan ordered me to go to Qishan City to do business." Rong Cheng Baihe was busy, but glanced at Shen Qi from the corner of his eyes, "Hey, there is one here. Judging from the pattern on the carriage, it should be a family thing. Although it is a bit shabby, it is better than nothing. Let's take it!"
"Mr. Baihe, this is Mr. Shen Qi's carriage. I'll find another one for you." The leader looked embarrassed.
"Mr. Shen Qi, where did you come from? The Rongcheng family's carriages have never been allowed to be used by people of other surnames. Don't you know this rule?"
As he said, Rong Cheng Baihe stepped towards the carriage.
What a good play... Shen Qi sneered in his heart. Rong Cheng Baihe did this to create a conflict with him, and then took the opportunity to attack.
The Rongcheng family has strict rules. The clan members are not allowed to fight without authorization, so the other party must find a suitable reason.
The half hour just now was the layout.
"Seven years ago, although I saw through the opponent's means, I was weak and Rong Cheng Baihe cut the tendons of my right hand, and nearly half of my cultivation was wasted. But this time, I will not give him another chance!"
With a flash of thought, Shen Qi stood up and blocked Rong Cheng Baihe.
"Where did you come from, bastard, dare to stop me?"
Rong Cheng Baihe sneered, waved his palm and chopped it over.
Huh!
The true energy in the palm surged, and a layer of light could be vaguely seen in the tiger's mouth. The fifth-grade strong man had an extremely pure true energy in his body, and he could burst out thousands of pounds of strength with a wave of his hand.
This kind of person can be considered a first-class warrior in a small space. With the burst of palm power, even a steel plate can leave a clear mark.
Facing Rong Cheng Baihe's powerful blow, Shen Qi's fingertips trembled slightly and his true energy flow turned away.
His cultivation level is only third level, which is two levels lower than that of Rong Cheng Baihe, and his true energy seems a bit turbid. However, under the control of his mind, the true energy of his fingertips is constantly condensing.
But this scene was not noticed by the surrounding followers or guards.
Poof!
The fingers collided with the palm, and the fifth-grade zhenqi was torn apart easily, and even the tough flesh was pierced.
"How can it be?"
The followers and guards were shocked, and the calmness on their faces disappeared immediately, but before they could step forward to help, Shen Qi had already waved his left fist.
Peng!
The left fist was extremely fast and landed on Rong Cheng Baihe's right shoulder in an instant. The flesh and blood flew away, and the violent energy shattered the shoulder bone.
Even if Rong Chengbaihe could cure such a serious injury, he would never want to fight with his right hand again in this life!
Shen Qi returned the grudge he had caused seven years ago to the other party intact.
"stop!"
It was only then that the eighteen guards and followers finally rushed forward.
However, Shen Qi had already retreated to the carriage and said with an indifferent expression, "Everyone has seen it. It was Mr. Bai He who made the move first. He snatched the carriage first.
By taking action without asking any questions, Shen was just trying to protect himself. "
"Did you know that he is Mr. Bai He of the Rong Cheng clan, the eldest son of Mr. Rong Chengying, and he is also your biological brother. It is a serious crime to fight with the same roommate. Don't you know the rules?" A slightly older-looking follower said fiercely. .
"According to what you say, I should tie up my hands and stand waiting to die?" Shen Qi smiled lightly, "He didn't even ask about my origins, so he just attacked me. I just punched him back, which was already very good." Merciful!"
"presumptuous!"
The old follower suddenly became furious and was about to take action, but was stopped by the leader on the side.
"Mr. Zhu, hurry up and ask for Mrs. Han Hui. Mr. Bai He's injury is too serious and must be treated with healing medicine." As he said that, the team leader lowered his voice, "Shen Qi is Mr. Rongcheng after all. What's the end of the fight between them? It’s not something we can interfere with.”
The old follower suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
This is in front of the Rongcheng family's mansion. There are many pedestrians around, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at him. He is just a small follower. If he dares to attack the young master, the Rongcheng family will not take it lightly even if it is for the sake of face. Spare him.
"Thank you for reminding."
Mr. Zhu turned around and rushed into the house, heading towards the other courtyard where Mrs. Han Yu lived.
…
Not long after, a piece of news spread throughout Yucheng.
The famous Mr. Baihe of the Rongcheng family was seriously injured in front of the mansion. The visitor was unknown, but he stood in front of the gate in a majestic manner, and the guards and entourage were unable to do anything.
"Did you hear that?"
"Master Baihe of the Rongcheng clan was seriously injured. His left arm was broken and blood flowed all over the ground. Even if he survives, he will be a cripple in this life."
"It's a pity that the dignified son of the Rongcheng family, who has been practicing hard for decades, unexpectedly died at the door of his home."
"No, why did I hear it was the right arm? And it wasn't broken, just the shoulder was injured."
"You must have made a mistake. Mrs. Hanyu sent dozens of followers one after another and invited doctors everywhere. How could it be a minor injury?"
Most of the people living in Yucheng were wealthy gentry, wealthy businessmen, knights and warriors. They were the most eager to hear this kind of news, and almost all of them talked about it in low voices.
In a rather conspicuous inn, the girl Jiang Ning sat next to the middle-aged man in gray robe, blinking her clear eyes, "Uncle Liu, something happened to the Rongcheng family's young master, should we go and take a look?"
"No, we are here for the dragon dragon event that happens once every ten years. Whether he is alive or dead is none of our business, just Mr. White Crane." The middle-aged man in gray robe glanced at the girl beside him, "Did you sneak away this morning? Out? Fortunately, you didn't cause any trouble, otherwise the clan leader would have punished you."
The girl stuck out her tongue and recalled the scene at the city gate in her mind.
That young man with a handsome face, but also a bit of coldness, has been deeply engraved in her heart.
…
In the next half month, more and more knights and warriors entered Yucheng, and even the royal family arrived. The Rongcheng clan sent a large number of servants to greet them.
A state of prosperity.
As for Shen Qi and Mr. Bai He, they seemed to have disappeared from the world, without any news.
The third day of September.
In the world of martial arts, this is a special day. The dragon dragon festival begins on this day. Warriors from all over the world rush to Yunan County and gather in Yucheng.
The Dragon Dragon Festival is held every ten years. It is said that the final winner can go to a mysterious place to drink the divine blood of the dragon dragon to cleanse the marrow and cut off the veins.
The winner last time was the current patriarch of the Rongcheng family, so according to the rules, the Dragon Dragon Festival should be hosted by the Rongcheng family.