The Rise of the Marquis

Chapter 1
"Teacher, we old bones have entrusted all our efforts to you for generations."

"It's also impossible"

"You are talented and intelligent. You are rare in a thousand years. It is all I have expected. If you can't break through the golden core, then there will be no second person in 3000 years."

"Master, this is the magic method, is it reliable? I always feel unreliable."

"Don't be distracted, little bastard, what do you think about those things now, don't care if the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat!"

"This magic method relies on sacrificing powers from other worlds to break through. It was not the right way before, but for thousands of years, the spiritual energy has been thin, and the spiritual treasures are dying day by day. There is no other way!"

"I don't know what kind of alien power we are offering sacrifices to..."

"Not right!"

"what's the situation."

"It's a disaster! This thing is too powerful, I can't control it at all!"

"More than that, if it's not as good as it is, run! Run!"

"careful!"

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Wang Jian only remembered a burst of severe pain from his dantian, and his whole body lost consciousness instantly.

In the last moment, he could clearly feel that his body and pain were like a watermelon that exploded in an instant, and it was torn apart like a strong dam lined up by a stormy wave, and it was split into countless pieces in an instant.
At the last moment, he felt a powerful force coming from nowhere, so powerful that he couldn't imagine it, it was hard to measure, it instantly made him temper his soul and condense his golden core, but everything was only in an instant.
He heard the exclamation of the master, and the panic of the surrounding masters
There was only blood left in the world, pain filled the whole body, and the consciousness had been forcibly stripped from the body, the bloody pain was extremely real.

In a trance, he saw a woman in red, her long skirt fluttered like blood, her figure was thin, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but he could feel her deep and terrifying gaze engulfing him, making him unable to move or dodge.

Her strength, her majesty are like a bottomless abyss, eating away at his soul, and pulling him into the bottomless darkness.

Wang Jian clearly felt that his soul was being devoured, and his body was being turned into countless fragments, but he could not resist until it completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

"The young master is awake, the young master is awake!"

"Lord of Ridge Mountain bless you!"

In a daze, Wang Jian heard some chaotic voices.

"Supernaturally, it's rare to wake up after falling off a horse so quickly." A female voice seemed to be disappointed.

Although his headache was splitting, he couldn't see, and his whole body was sore, he could still feel the chaos and noise around him.

I'm not dead?what happened?where is this
All kinds of questions flooded into his mind instantly, making him almost lose consciousness again in the severe pain.

"Master Hou is here, make way, make way!"

After a mess of footsteps, the surroundings became even more chaotic.

Wang Jian endured the pain of being crushed all over his body, and the noise in his ears raised his heavy tongue, and tried to utter a few words: "Fuck, all of you...shut up...."

After that, the effect was outstanding and immediate, and the world was really quiet.

After exhausting all his strength, the pain finally made him lose consciousness again.

-

About 20 days later, Wang Jian gradually understood his situation. He successfully broke through the golden core, but not completely.

Because only the soul was possessed by a waste body and went to a different world, and his physical body had been destroyed, this poor foundation and empty body could not accommodate his powerful soul.

The owner of the body is also called Wang Jian, the second son of Yanghou, the capital of Zhao.

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Seven days later—

"Cross this river and go back home before harvesting." Wang Jian suggested.

Then he took the lead and stopped by the stream to wash off the dirt for the horses, then took a few steps upstream, took a few sips of clear water, and washed his face.

In front of you is a knee-deep stream. The stream is clear, four or five steps wide, sparkling in the midday sun. On the other side, green water plants grow and spread all over the bank. In the distance, red broad-leaved forests sway slightly in the wind, mixed with A little bright yellow, everything is full of vitality, as if it can come alive in the blink of an eye.

The three soldiers behind him didn't speak, they all looked at the tall man behind Wang Fitness.

The tall man got off his horse, looked at the other side and took off the long sword on the horse's back.

"Young master, is your body really all right?
Hou Ye just said some angry words, if you feel unwell, I will send someone to take you back, and we will go to the next search and arrest. "

The person who spoke was Wu Yi, the deputy commander of Boulevard Fort, in his early forties, and a master who is also ranked among the best in Heyang.

"It's all right." Wang Jian waved his hand. His going out was premeditated, and he couldn't come here for nothing. After being in this world for a month, he has basically figured out some general information about this world.

Wu Yi didn't answer immediately, but looked at the warlock in the team who was wearing a khaki robe. She was petite and wore a mask.

The warlock didn't make a sound, so Wu Yi turned around and said what he thought.

"Young master, if you don't go back, this trip is still some of the best. This place is far from the border of the Han Kingdom. You can cross the river and go ten miles further."

Wang Jian glanced at the tall and burly Wu Yi and nodded, agreeing that if the hunt is successful, his situation will be improved.

But his mind is not on this, he wants to find out by the way, if there are some spiritual grasses and fruits, so as to repair this weak body where his soul resides.

The reason for this search was that bandits killed people in the villages and towns outside the Boulevard Castle eight days ago. The victims were a grandfather and granddaughter of a family. It is too late to send people to hunt them down now.

Just because the murderer's method was cruel and the scene was horrific, it aroused a lot of public opinion, the public was indignant, and the attention was very high.

Du Yanghou, who hates iron but can't make steel, was originally angry that his second son was incompetent. He hurried over to care for his son that day, but he was almost killed on the spot by his son's vulgar tone when he was seriously injured.

A few days ago, he sent his second son, who had just recovered from a fall from a horse, to hunt down the vicious murderer with a cold face. Many people said that the Marquis made up his mind to punish the young master, so that many people who had suffered from it were shocked. Clap your hands.

But Wang Jian knew it well. The hunting team sent three veterans, a commanding soldier and a warlock, which were completely unlike the configuration of the hunting team. The warlock who picks one, the mind of protecting the calf can be seen.

Wang Jian thought that he wanted his son to get some credit and appease the anger of the people, otherwise he, the second young master, would really be a street rat.

Boulevard Fort is a military fortress on the southwestern border of Zhao State and belongs to the territory of Du Yanghou.

This physical body was originally Duyanghou's second son, also named Wang Jian, who had a reputation for being stubborn, at least everyone in Heyang knew it.

With the turbulent situation in recent years, the eldest son of Duyang Hou passed away last year, and Wang Jian's position suddenly became special and important.

Heyang County is located in the southwest of Zhao State, adjacent to the powerful Han Empire, and a place of border defense. Therefore, with the death of the eldest son, many people's eyes are focused on it, because the right to inherit the title falls on the second son Wang Jian.

Many people are not optimistic about him, but according to the current legal principles, he should inherit the title and feudal territory, and Zhao Guo's executive secretary has sent someone to Heyang to confirm this matter.

One of the biggest contributors to the consolidation of feudal succession laws was the current situation.

In the west, the tiger and wolf divisions of the Han Empire were staring at each other, and the border guards of the eastern countries did not dare to act rashly, let alone want to make any mistakes, especially the Heyang collar, which is an important border defense area.

Many years ago, the multinational coalition forces of the eastern lords fought back the eastward advance of the Han army with the blood of a generation, and their vitality was severely injured.

There are folk rumors that the great battle severely damaged the Han army and prevented them from advancing eastward, but there are different opinions among the army and nobles.

When they rode their horses across the stream and searched westward all the way, the trees along the way were lush with branches and leaves, red and green scattered in abundance, and the fallen leaves in the forest reached their ankles.

A group of people walked on Ximian Avenue, and at the same time sent people to search and advance with them around the left and right half of the main road. The two sides used the unique whistle in the army to communicate with each other every time they advanced.

The forest is quiet and silent, only the chirping of insects and birds, the rustling of the wind, the afternoon sun rarely penetrates through, no footprints, no movement.

People around didn't notice anything strange, and Wu Yi was gradually disappointed as he continued to move westward.

When they climbed a hillside, they could already see the border fortress of the Han Empire in the distance, and the red and black Han Dynasty military flags fluttering above the light green and dark green trees and waves.

The red and black dragon flags that catch people's eyes from a distance are like a rooted and instinctive fear of the eastern countries, reminding everyone all the time - they can't move forward.

Wu Yi ordered the searchers to converge on the main road. Seeing what he meant, they were almost ready to go back home.

Wang Jian looked into the distance and said, "It's still far away."

Wu Yi shook his head: "Young master, we can't move forward. The Han people are the most unreasonable, and they don't have any sense of propriety, justice and shame. Their soldiers kill people not for morality, but for profit!"

Wang Jian saw the contempt and fear in his eyes, and asked curiously, "What do you mean by only seeking profit?"

"Their soldiers are promoted by killing people and gaining ranks, not by noble blood, ancestral merits and loyalty.

Disloyal to the monarch, abide by benevolence and righteousness, only murder!

The soldiers of the Han army all killed innocent people indiscriminately, killing the good and pretending to be meritorious, without shame.

People with corrupt morals can also occupy high positions, and the people of the country are sinister and greedy for profit..."

Wu Yi kept talking until he suddenly paused, as if thinking of something, he glanced at the warlock and stopped talking.

Wang Jian listened to him, and his words were full of disgust and belittlement of the Han Dynasty, so he asked intuitively: "The Han army has few opponents."

Wu Yi's face turned ugly, but finally he nodded helplessly and said in a low voice.

"In two months last year, a team of our scouts was attacked too close to the border of the Han Dynasty. The Han army killed three of us. Lord Marquis sent envoys to negotiate, and they cut off the envoy's tongue..."

Wang Jian, who has received higher education in later generations, listened to his words and generally understood in his heart that the strength of the Han Dynasty was irreversible.

The eastern countries were still feudal countries in the alliance of vassal states, while the Han Dynasty was already a new type of empire with the military merit system as the core, similar to the history of the earth.

Finally, he looked at the sentry tower with the red and black dragon flag fluttering in the distance, "Let's make a detour."

……

Wu Yi immediately ordered that the searchers gather towards the main road, and planned to go southeast around the border of the Han Kingdom and search for a while, but returned home after finding nothing.

When people and horses continue to gather, the originally narrow avenues will become congested, and they are no longer allowed to run in parallel.

At this moment, the masked female sorceress suddenly said, "Go to the back."

Wang Jian looked sideways. Although he didn't name the person, he judged from his gaze that the words were addressed to him.

I'm upset, you don't know what you want to say when you say half of it?

But he didn't yell, at least his purpose was good, to protect his safety.

And stated an irrefutable fact
Especially warlocks, who are selected by the "supernatant" supreme in their mouths, regard ordinary people as trash in their eyes.

Coupled with the word-of-mouth of Yanghou's second son over the years as a basis, Wang Jian is really a waste if he breathes, and a waste if he doesn't breathe.
I can only get out of the way angrily, thinking that one day my cultivation will recover, and I will let you see what it means to be powerful!Warlock, can you be great?

As they continued to move forward, the wind passed slowly, and the leaves rustled, as if they were alive in an instant.

The smell of thick rotting leaves in the forest makes it difficult to breathe...

The wind in the forest was flowing, Wang Jian's keen spiritual sense became alert, and he felt the abnormal aura around him.

As the shade of the trees grew denser, the singing of birds gradually became quieter. Although there were still no footprints, the flow of spiritual energy around them became more chaotic.

Those spiritual powers that others could not see or touch, but were exceptionally clear in the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm flowed in the forest around him, like the surface of a peaceful lake that had been disturbed by something, and the messy ripples hadn't completely dispersed.

The aura of this world is a hundred times stronger than that of the earth, and he can perceive it more delicately.

Something has been in the woods, Wang Jian thought.

Soon his consciousness sensed something moving slowly in the distance dozens of steps away in the woods. It was huge, not like an animal, stirring the aura, and immediately reminded: "Be careful, there may be someone in front of you!" .”

Everyone turned their heads and looked at him suspiciously.

Warlock also looked over, couldn't help frowning, and narrowed his beautiful eyes: "Don't talk nonsense! I don't expect you to be of much use, at least don't help...

Follow me and I will keep my promise to protect you. "

Wang Jian gave her a white look: "The dog bit Lu Dongbin, believe it or not, it's up to you."

The body has quickly dismounted and retreated behind everyone to avoid. If there is an ambush, the target on the horseback in the forest must be the best to attack.

Wang Jian thought to himself, it would be good to let them serve as shields, a dead fellow daoist would not die a poor daoist.

His spiritual consciousness is strong, but his mortal body is fragile after all, and he doesn't want to die again.

Seeing his actions like this, the disdain in the sorceress' eyes could no longer be concealed.

But after just a moment it turned to surprise and panic...

(End of this chapter)