Do all the descendants of the royal family have this kind of virtue?
Ding Xiaoyi looked at these three teenagers who were similar to him, with a wry smile on his face.
I also want to avoid it, but this narrow road section does not allow me to avoid it at all.
And the speed of this carriage was so fast that it almost flew up.
"hiss……",
The tall horse that was pushed down by Ding Xiaoyi's hands quickly stood up, and the three young men in brocade robes scrambled to help the collapsed carriage.
But their strength was too weak. They tried to help him several times, but the carriage didn't move at all.
"You're a bumpkin and you're not here to help."
A young man in a brocade robe saw Ding Xiaoyi watching the show with great interest. He couldn't help but yelled loudly.
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned. The cultivation of these three young men in brocade robes was very weak. Even the groom's cultivation was only around the fifth level.
In the imperial capital Yongning, there was also a powerful prince with such a weak cultivation level, which made him feel a little interested.
In the imperial capital of Yinning, which noble family does not attach great importance to spiritual practice?
Moreover, the imperial capital Yin Ning has rich cultivation resources, and the cultivation of many noble princes is not weak.
Not to mention that there are four major sects in the imperial capital, so even ordinary people will not be too weak in cultivation.
What's more, these three young men in brocade robes come from a certain family in the imperial capital, and they seem to have a strong prejudice against Ding Xiaoyi.
But when they saw Ding Xiaoyi pressing down the horse's head with both hands, causing the carriage to collapse suddenly, they began to fear Ding Xiaoyi again.
Their own cultivation is weak, so they can only yell loudly.
Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and came to the carriage.
I saw him grabbing it with his left hand, and then easily lifting the carriage.
Along with the carriage, the flushed faces of the three young men in brocade robes became even more rosy.
They are about the same age as Ding Xiaoyi, but the gap is a bit big.
The faces of the three young men in brocade robes were as red as pig liver, and their eyes showed shock.
The unfathomable cultivation of this commoner boy who was similar to them in age shocked them.
The groom's expression also changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Ding Xiaoyi with fear.
"What's going on?" Xue Ningshang's delicate face peeked out from the car curtain, and she couldn't help but ask Ding Xiaoyi.
"It's okay," Ding Xiaoyi said, shaking his head at the other party.
He was also very curious about these three teenagers who were similar to him.
These three young men in brocade robes do not have advanced cultivation skills, and they are no more than ordinary martial arts practitioners.
"Sister Xue, why is it you?" When the three young men in brocade robes saw Xue Ningshang, they couldn't help but ask in unison.
When Xue Ningshang saw the three young men in brocade robes, her expression was slightly startled.
Ding Xiaoyi had a clear view of all this. Since they were acquaintances, it would be easy to handle.
"So it's you three little guys. Why, you also want to go to Jiange." Xue Ningshang smiled and then asked the three young men in brocade robes.
Upon hearing Xue Ningshang's question, the three teenagers showed a look of embarrassment on their faces.
"Sister Xue, don't you know that after the Tianjiao Competition, a group of disciples will be recruited."
A young man in brocade robes said to Xue Ningshang.
"Hey, you are all so old, do you think you can pass the sword pavilion's assessment?" Xue Ningshang said jokingly to the three young men in brocade robes with a smile on her face.
When the three teenagers heard this, the embarrassment on their faces became even more intense.
The three of them were silent not knowing how to answer.
"But, Sister Xue, can you help us?" A younger boy finally mustered up the courage to ask Xue Ningshang.
[In view of the general environment,
The other two teenagers' eyes lit up, and they looked at Xue Ningshang expectantly.
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This made Xue Ningshang's face darken.
"You guys are just messing around. Entrance to the Sword Pavilion depends on talent. Do you think you can pass the Sword Pavilion's assessment with your current qualifications?"
Xue Ningshang's face couldn't help but darken, and she said in a deep voice to the three teenagers.
"We really want to enter the Jiange, Sister Xue, please help us this time. We promise not to trouble you in the future." A young man begged Xue Ningshang.
Ding Xiaoyi just looked at the three teenagers calmly. He found that although these three teenagers had no talent for cultivation, they were better than others because of their persistence.
The eldest boy of the three is already close to the age of the weakest, and the youngest is about sixteen years old, which is already past the best age for cultivation.
"It's not that I won't help you, and it's true that you can't enter the sword pavilion with your qualifications. The practice of swordsmanship is about talent. Your talent for practice is too poor. You are just a first-class martial artist now, and you have not even reached the realm of a grandmaster. How to pass the sword pavilion exam."
Xue Ningshang explained to the three young men in brocade robes,
As soon as the three teenagers heard Xue Ningshang's explanation, they couldn't help but have disappointed expressions on their faces.
"Boom...",
Just when Xue Ningshang was trying to persuade the three young men in brocade robes, a violent vibration came.
I saw several horses roaring and galloping from behind.
A group of young people in bright clothes roared, and their speed became faster and faster.
The carriage of the three young men in brocade robes happened to block the official road, causing a fierce neighing, and the horse roaring like a gust of wind was forcibly restrained.
"Who am I asking? It turns out they are the three losers from the Xie family."
A noble disciple reined in his horse. He saw the three embarrassed young men in brocade robes standing awkwardly in the official road, and then mocked.
"Yes, these are not the three losers from the Xie family. They want to go to Jiange anyway, but Jiange does not recruit losers." Another powerful disciple made a joking and sarcastic sound.
"Xu Pengcheng, stop making sarcastic remarks here. Do you think Jiange will accept you?"
When the young man saw the powerful disciple on the horse making sarcastic remarks, he couldn't help but shouted angrily. One after another, powerful disciples coming on horseback were blocked from the official road. When the young people saw the three young people beside the carriage, their eyes showed disdain.
"At least I won't be a loser like you three brothers. After practicing for so many years, I am still a third-level martial artist. It's really funny to tell you how Nan Linghou gave birth to you three losers."
The young man named Xu Pengcheng raised his whip and sneered at the three young men.
When the three young men heard the words of the powerful young man sitting high on the horse, their expressions couldn't help but change.
"You can insult us, but don't insult our father."
The eldest of the three young men in brocade robes could not help but show a hint of anger on his face. He pointed at the young man on horseback and scolded him.
"It's a pity that Nan Linghou's reputation will be ruined by three of you losers." The young man did not restrain himself because of the other party's anger, but said jokingly.
The other powerful disciples burst into laughter, All the powerful young men gathered in the official path.
"you……",
A young man in a brocade robe pointed at the young man on the horse and was speechless for a moment, while the other young men standing on horseback burst into mocking laughter.
There was contempt and disdain in their eyes, and the playful expressions on their faces were not concealed at all.
Seeing the unbridled laughter and undisguised contempt of these powerful disciples, the expressions of the three young men changed again and again.
They were shaking with rage.
What these young men riding on horseback said was not wrong, the cultivation talents of their three brothers could be said to be extremely low.
Even if an ordinary cultivator does not have any cultivation resources, his cultivation level will not be so low.
These three cultivators of Nanlinghou Crown Prince
The realm is only the third level of entry-level martial arts.
The three princes of Nanlinghou can be said to be a joke in the imperial capital.
Whenever a powerful disciple wants to be lazy or neglectful, someone will always move the three princes of Nanlinghou out.
"Look at you, you are not even as good as the three losers from Nanlinghou Xie's family. So many cultivation resources have been spent on dogs."
Some people directly compared Prince Nanlinghou to a dog.
After more than ten years of practice, he has only reached the third level. Even children aged five or six have exceeded this level.
"Xie Lingran, don't be dissatisfied. If I had half of your cultivation resources, I would have broken through to the Grand Master realm long ago. Look at you three brothers, you have been stuck in the third-grade martial arts realm. After so many years of cultivation, you have not trained like a dog. . Even a dog, with so many resources, would have already reached the realm of transformation."
"Good dogs don't block the way. You guys go aside quickly. We have to go to Jiange to take the assessment."
The powerful disciples behind him mocked the three princes of Nanlinghou impatiently.
The faces of these three young men were turning blue and purple, and they glared at the menacing group of powerful disciples with unwilling eyes.
