Chapter 1243 The Chosen Son
Boo hoo hoo hoo…
More than a dozen figures came riding on the wind and landed at the mountain gate of Xiaonangong. They did not stop, their feet only touched the ground, and then they rose into the air again and charged into Xiaonangong menacingly.
"No!" The disciples guarding the mountain were shocked and rushed forward to intercept this group of people, but how could they be the opponents of these men in black? As soon as the confrontation happened, he was knocked away and fell into a pool of blood.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my Xiao Nangong without permission!" the elder Xiao Nangong Shoushan shouted angrily.
The leader in black on the opposite side snorted coldly: "Death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shot out a terrifying force with his right palm and hit Elder Shoushan. The latter's face changed wildly, and he immediately used the magic power in his body to condense into a shield to protect his whole body. However, he underestimated the opponent's strength, and the black-clothed leader's palm containing terrifying power instantly broke through his defense.
puff……
The shield was broken, and Elder Shoushan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his chest collapsed, and his whole body flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
"Elder!"
When the other disciples saw this, they all came to help and rushed forward. However, they were beaten to a pulp by these more than ten masked men in black clothes.
Bang bang bang——
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Nangong was no longer able to fight back, and everyone was trembling.
"It's over!"
All the disciples were in despair, watching the men in black approaching step by step, and helplessly watching their lives come to an end...
At this moment, a sword fell from the sky and plunged straight into the head of the leader in black.
The black-clothed leader's expression remained unchanged. He raised his palm and waved, and the sword immediately deviated from its trajectory and stabbed into the distance.
"A strong man in the Golden Core Realm!"
A figure fell in front of everyone, it was Nangong Huan, the master of Xiao Nangong.
Nangong Huan was horrified when he saw that his hard-fought blow was easily deflected by the other party.
Xiao Nangong is just a small sect. Even the sect leader Nangong Huan has not yet successfully formed the golden elixir. Looking at the opposite side, except for the leader, no one else is weaker than him. These people are all perfect in foundation building. of monks.
A strong man in the golden elixir realm came to the door with a dozen monks who had completed the foundation construction. With such a formation, Nangong Huan could only feel despair in his heart.
"retreat!"
Nangong Huan decisively issued the order to retreat.
"Leave no scraps of armor behind!"
The leader in black also coldly gave the order for the massacre.
The scene of chasing and escaping didn't last long.
A stone statue existed when Xiaonan Palace was established. The stone statue has no face, but it can be easily seen from its outline that it is a female stone statue.
There is an incense table under the stone statue. Before Xiao Nangong’s monthly small competition and every half-yearly big competition, Nangong Huan will take all his disciples to pay homage to the stone statue. It is especially grand at the end of the year, because on this day, whether ordinary disciples can become Elite disciples, and the most critical day is whether elite disciples can become core disciples.
Today, Xiao Nangong has thousands of ordinary disciples, but only dozens of elite disciples. There are only seven core disciples, plus several deacons and elders, as well as those handyman disciples. This is Xiao Nangong led by Nangong Huan. scale.
Xiao Nangong like this is incomparable to those sects with tens of thousands of disciples at every turn.
In terms of strength, except for the sect leader Nangong Huan, who is in the late stage of foundation building, there are only a few deacons and elders who have successfully built the foundation. Among the core disciples, only one has built the foundation, and the remaining disciples are all in the Qi refining state.
With such strength, even one Golden Core cultivator can easily destroy it.
On one side of the stone statue stands a huge black stone.
At this time, everyone in Xiao Nangong who had retreated earlier leaned against the black stone, waiting for the arrival of death.
The leader in black only glanced at the stone statue, and then turned his attention to Nangong Huan.
"Kill them all! From today on, this mountain top belongs to our Demon Sect." The leader in black said coldly.
"Demon Gate?" Nangong Huan was shocked. He didn't know about the Demon Gate, but from its name, he knew that Xiao Nangong was unlucky today.
With just a thought, there were screams all around, but the disciple who was unwilling to accept his fate fought with the other party, but his life was taken away by the other party just after they met.
Nangong Huan's heart tightened, but he had no time to pay attention because the leader in black had already locked onto him.
The leader in black walked slowly. He did not use any weapons, but Nangong Huan felt a great sense of oppression.
Nangong Huan took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward, making a fist with his hands, preparing to fight the opponent to the death, but...
Nangong Huan's steps stopped, and the magic power in his body could not be activated.
"No." The leader in black chuckled, raised his palm, and slapped Nangong Huan from the air.
"Master!" Some disciples were shocked.
Nangong Huan could only watch as the huge palm print fell from above his head.
Suddenly, an unexpected scene appeared.
The stone statue actually shattered into pieces, and a powerful aura hit him, and the palm print on Nangong Huan's head disappeared instantly.
"Demon gate, ha."
Dressed in a white dress, with a cool and pretty face, a slim figure slowly fell from the air, standing on the black stone, and a cold voice shook the surrounding air.
Her fairy-like appearance and astonishing figure made Xiao Nangong's disciples dare not look up at her.
"You——" The leader in black seemed to recognize this woman, he was horrified and hurriedly backed away.
"Senior brother, why are you doing this?" The woman sighed leisurely, murmured inexplicably, and then turned her gaze to the leader in black.
With just one glance, all the strength in the black-clothed leader's body disappeared, and he couldn't even speak. Then, he fell back in front of everyone's astonished eyes. After a moment, he turned into a shadowless figure as the black energy dissipated. trace.
The people who came with him saw that the situation was not good, and at the same time they wanted to retreat.
"Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving."
The woman said softly, but she didn't see any movement. Those people couldn't even scream. Just like the leader in black, they all turned into black energy and dissipated.
The woman pursed her lips and looked down at Nangong Huan.
Nangong Huan's legs trembled and he knelt down involuntarily. All the disciples also hurriedly knelt down.
"The Demon Sect and the Spirit Sect are fighting endlessly. It is really difficult for a small sect like yours to maintain. I finally have a fate with Xiao Nangong. Before I leave, I will set up a barrier. Anyone above the Golden Core realm can only leave but not enter. Still. Yes, I will give you these two things. One of them is a bottle of elixir that will help you improve your cultivation, and the other one..."
The woman paused for a moment, raised her slender hand, and held a huge sword in her hand. She turned her palm, and then pressed it down gently. The huge sword was completely invisible to the black stone, and the sword body was not visible.
Just listen to her continue: "Ten years later, you can use something like that to spy on some secrets. In three years, whoever can pull out this Black Demon Sword will be the Chosen One. At that time, the Black Demon Sword will be recognized as its owner." I will strengthen the barrier and protect Nangong for a hundred years, and then you can ask him to come to the Spirit Demon Palace to find me."
"By the way, you can call me Feng Nu. Also, this chosen son is destined to be a son-in-law with you, haha."
Most of what this woman who calls herself Feng Nu said is through sound transmission, and only Nangong Huan can hear it.
By the time Nangong Huan reacted, there was no one on the black stone.
What shocked everyone even more was that the stone statue was intact again.
The difference is that this time, the stone statue has a face, and her eyes are staring into the distance, seemingly with a touch of sadness.
…This happened ten years ago.
In the secret room, Nangong Huandu had a myriad of emotions when he thought of this incident.
At that time, Nangong Huan didn't know anything about the Demon Sect, the Ling Sect, or the Ling Demon Palace, let alone who the Feng Nu was, and why she was hiding in the stone statue? However, without her appearance, Xiao Nangong would not have been able to escape the catastrophe, and Nangong Huan would have died long ago.
For that mysterious Feng Nu, Nangong Huan could only be grateful, and he even regarded her as a god. He did not dare to be careless in her explanation.
With the help of that bottle of elixir, in just ten years, he became a strong man in the middle stage of the golden elixir realm. With the protection of the barrier, although Xiao Nangong has not been calm in the past ten years, he has finally been safe, especially in the After he enters the Golden Core Realm, even if there is an attack from the Demon Sect monks, due to the special nature of the barrier, only those from the Nascent Soul Realm can enter the realm, and with him in the Golden Core Realm in Xiaonangong, any intruders can People also die in vain.
Of course, he didn't dare to leave Xiao Nangong for even half a step. This restriction of only leaving and not entering also restricted him.
The chosen son is related to Xiao Nangong's future. Nangong Huan has endured it for ten years, and today, he can finally get a glimpse of the secret.
The second thing Feng Nu presented to Nangong Huan was a small piece of black spar, which was smooth and round on the surface, with no trace of what was going on.
Nangong Huan carefully placed the black crystal on the stone platform, took a few steps back, and bowed respectfully three times. Then, with a solemn expression, he raised his palm and used his magic power to cover the black crystal.
It didn't take long for a strange scene to appear.
Dense lines lit up on the surface of the black crystal. With the injection of Nangong Huan's mana, the lines became brighter and brighter, and slowly expanded.
There was a bang!
The black crystal stone shattered into pieces and became invisible in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Nangong Huan was startled, he vaguely felt a strange force surging in front of him. Suddenly, dense lines formed a giant network, and then a scene appeared in front of his eyes.
The scene from far to near is exactly the scene of Xiao Nangong.
Nangong Huan was inexplicably excited.
After all, the Chosen Son is not only related to Xiao Nangong's future, but also the fate of his daughter. Who is the Chosen One? Nangong Huan is naturally very concerned.
There is one thing that Nangong Huan has always been worried about. He has two daughters! Feng Nu only said that the chosen son and he were destined to be a son-in-law, but he had no clue which daughter this fate would fall on.
In the picture, a faint halo stopped above a person's head.
There was the lecture hall, where a dozen elite disciples were listening carefully to the man in front of him explaining the application of various spells. That person was none other than Chen Guang, the core disciple who was ranked first.
Ten years later, the original seven core disciples have become the deacons and elders of Xiaonangong. Among this group of core disciples, Chen Guang's cultivation realm is far better than the other six disciples, and even surpasses many deacons and elders. Although As a core disciple, his treatment is not half worse than that of the deacons and elders.
"Is he the Chosen One?"
Nangong Huan murmured, thinking that if it were him, he would be a perfect match for Ruowu.
Nangong Ruowu is Nangong Huan's youngest daughter, ranked last among the seven core disciples.
Nangong Huan knew that his unruly little daughter had always been Chen Guang's little crush.
But contrary to expectations, the halo did not stay on Chen Guang's head for too long. The scene turned and it was in the Sutra Pavilion again.
Luo Shen was promoted to the deacon elder of the Sutra Pavilion less than three years ago. His cultivation level was slightly higher than that of Chen Guang, but his personality was calm and steady, and he was favored by Nangong Huan.
However, before Nangong Huan had time to think more, the scene changed again.
The scene changed again and again, and several familiar people passed by Nangong Huan's eyes, but they were never accepted by the halo. Nangong Huan now also knows whose head the halo rests on and never moves. This person is the chosen one mentioned by Feng Nu.
At this time, Dantang appeared on the screen.
Nangong Huan's heart skipped a beat. In his impression, there didn't seem to be any outstanding disciples here. Among them, the deacon elder Tang Wuyao was not low in level, but he was even older than himself.
It can't be him, right? Nangong Huan muttered.
After a while, Nangong Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief, because the halo didn't even go to Tang Wuyao, but passed directly through the alchemy hall and came to the medicine garden at the back.
Nangong Huan became even more confused.
In the medicine garden, a delicate figure was busy.
That was a handyman disciple with no cultivation at all.
However, in Nangong Huan's shocked expression, the halo just stopped on the head of the handyman disciple and never moved again.
