From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

On the bank of Jianzhou River.

The group waited for half a quarter of an hour.

The old man had fallen to the ground dead, his face a deep red and purple. He had taken a deadly poison, and even his broken body was slowly dissolving.

Not long after, a man with a slender figure came over quickly, and it was obvious that he was quite skilled in martial arts.

Hong Piao was the second guest official of the Xuanyuan family in Huishan and a junior master of the second rank.

Rumor has it that he was originally just a nobody who wanted to climb up Huishan Mountain to see the Wending Pavilion, which was second only to the Tingchao Pavilion in Beiliang. On the way, he was ridiculed by a maid for his sloping feet. He felt ashamed and went down the mountain in a hurry.

Afterwards, the third master of the Xuanyuan family cut off the maid's head, then immediately chased after her to apologize, and promised her the position of the lowest guest official. More than ten years later, Hong Piao jumped from an unknown person to a second-rank grandmaster, completing a beautiful story of "king and minister".

"I remember that it was Mr. Yuan who made the move himself. He is actually from Liaodong. Zhao Gou monitors the world and hunts down those martial arts masters who break the law with force. Xuanyuan Dapan has repeatedly opened its doors to accept these guys, and has long been disliked by the higher-ups. However, due to their limited strength, it is not worth a big fight. We should take it slow and steady. Under normal circumstances, this nail should not be used until more than ten years later." said the Crow.

Hong Piao walked closer and bowed with his hands clasped.

He knew that there were not many second-rank junior grandmasters who could make the second best person in the world wait for half a quarter of an hour. Any of the masters killed by the other party would be a famous figure in the world.

"I have met the Duke of Ji."

"How is Xuanyuan Jingcheng doing these days?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Hong Piao suppressed his surprise and answered truthfully, "The master is still reading in the courtyard of the main house as before."

Jiang Yuan nodded when he heard this, which meant that his strength had not been exposed yet. The Confucian luck that Cao Changqing had stripped away from his transformation from a Confucian to a tyrant should all be on the other party, who was ahead of himself as a half-step Confucian saint, which meant that there was a high probability that he had broken through that boundary.

An illusory jade tower enveloped a person, showing the cultivation level of a second-rank Confucian scholar.

Because he couldn't suppress the situation, he now preferred the blindfolding method.

"From now on, I am a distant relative of yours. I studied in Jiangnan before and went to Huishan to avoid disaster."

Hong Piao was a little confused. With the second strongest strength in the world, even if he had ill intentions towards the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, he could still kill him head-on. The only difference was the length of time and how much of his own cultivation was consumed.

"lead the way."

Jiang Yuan had no intention of explaining. According to the luck and fate of the martial arts world, he and Xuanyuan Dapan were on the same line. As long as he showed up, the other party would definitely run away, and might even join the realm of immortal warriors at all costs. He would not fight back and had thick skin and flesh. He would have to be chased for at least hundreds of miles. After the trip to Jianzhou, he would go to Wudi City. A Xuanyuan Dapan was naturally insignificant compared to Wang Xianzhi, and it was not worth wasting his energy and state. He could just wait for Xuanyuan Jingcheng to fight to the death.

As for whether Xuanyuan Dapan is a tough guy who will fight back if he is hit by a fist, judging from his glorious deeds, it is indeed doubtful.

"Yes." Hong Piao clasped his fists.

The group set off. Under someone's instruction, Ning Shijian led seventeen fourth-rank evil cavalrymen and headed straight to Wudi City. He also brought a jade pendant with a thousand-ox cloud pattern, the meaning of which was self-evident.

……

Huishan in Jianzhou.

Countless pavilions and courtyards are built on the mountainside.

Across the river at the foot of the mountain is the Longhu Mountain, which has existed for a thousand years. The two sides have lived side by side with a long history of five hundred years. The head of the family, Xuanyuan Guoqi, is a swordsman in the Profound Realm. He had just challenged the Wu Family Sword Tomb two years ago and successfully made King Su Wu Jian draw his sword. Although he was defeated, he still had honor. The first thing he did afterwards was to submit a famous edict to the Dongyue Sword Pool. He has not returned since then. Outsiders usually think that the head of the family is a martial arts fanatic, but everyone on the mountain knows that he just doesn't want to come back.

Halfway up Huishan Mountain, there is the inner courtyard of the Changfang House.

Although it is late winter, the mountain scenery presents the beauty that can only be seen at the beginning of spring. Several waterfalls flow down the cliff all year round, splashing water mist, like a hazy fairyland.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes and jade belt walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, without even looking at the old maids, and walked straight into the inner court. As the grandson of the second branch of the family, Xuanyuan Jingyi had practiced diligently over the years and had become a second-rank warrior. He could take another half step forward at any time, and it was almost certain that he would become a first-rank warrior in his lifetime.

In the inner courtyard, next to a large glazed vat, a beautiful woman with a good appearance was feeding the golden koi in the pond. When she heard the approaching footsteps, her expression did not change at all.

"Sister-in-law, this is not the first time that the ancestor has issued an order to ask Qing Feng to serve. He has been dragging his feet for half a year, and everyone's patience is running out. I say just obey. The ancestor has become a half-step martial saint, and his masculinity is overflowing. He urgently needs to cool down."

There was no answer for a long while.

Xuanyuan Jingyi glanced at the other's cherry lips greedily, and suddenly laughed out loud. It was well known on the mountain that anyone could enter the inner courtyard of the main house except his good-for-nothing eldest brother. A few years ago, his sister-in-law took the initiative to seek dual cultivation with the ancestor, which made the entire main house a laughing stock. As she grew older and less beautiful, she served less and less, and certain gossips between the servants became more and more frequent. It was said that he had seen several strong servants sneaking out of the inner courtyard at night.

It's a pity and hateful. Even so, the eldest brother still treated this prostitute as a treasure. The two of them made three rules when they got married. The first one was that after marriage, regardless of gender, they could only have one child, and whether it was a boy or a girl was left to fate. It turned out to be a daughter, and the eldest brother was really extra obedient. From then on, all the lovemaking was done by the ancestor or the strong servants. He stayed in the study room reading books of sages, and stared at his wife's portrait day and night.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan respectfully stepped forward and grasped the beautiful woman's wrist.

"Sister-in-law, anyone can do it, can I do it?"

The beautiful woman struggled for a while, but the other party was a warrior after all, and it was definitely not something a weak woman could resist. She said coldly:

"I'm not a secretive person. If the news gets out and you lose the battle for the head of the family with the third brother, don't blame me."

Xuanyuan Jingyi was so angry that he snorted and knocked the beautiful woman down with a flick of his hand.

"You can have sex with anyone, yet you still pretend to be noble."

At this moment, a young woman rushed up with a sword in hand and stood between the two men. Her cultivation was only at the seventh level, and she was just a decoration in front of the young master.

Xuanyuan stepped back with a fierce smile, this was the girl that the ancestor had chosen.

"Qingfeng, please speak a few good words for your uncle in front of the ancestors. You are still young and pretty, and you can probably accompany the ancestors for many years. When you are older and have children, your uncle will be in his sixties and still strong, so he can accompany you every day, okay?"

"Get out!" Xuanyuan Qingfeng stepped forward with his sword.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out of here." Xuanyuan Jingyi didn't dare to hurt the other party, so he had to leave the inner courtyard of the main house.

The long sword fell to the ground, Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked back at the beautiful woman with complicated and sad eyes. It was even more painful to think of his father who lived in the study every day, and was submissive in everything. If it was a scholarly family, perhaps he could maintain an image of gentleness, courtesy and modesty, but this is Huishan, only fists can speak. Of course, the beautiful woman in front of him is not completely innocent. The words "anyone can do it" made her, the daughter, unable to raise her head. But her father loved her to death and would never divorce her. An old osmanthus tree in the yard is the same age as the one in Longhu Mountain. Only three jars of angelica wine can be brewed every year, and two jars were sent to the inner court.

"I don't want to serve my ancestors."

The beautiful woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Qingfeng, your father can't protect you. Since you can't resist, why don't you try to enjoy it..."

"Shut up!"

(End of this chapter)