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The majestic human world, nine heavens and ten earths.
A world of flowers, happy cultivation.
When Chu Liang opened his eyes, he found that he had become a disciple of the Shushan Sect and was carrying a strange pagoda... From then on, he embarked on an unimagined path.
The morning smoke rises from the thirty-sixth peak, and the dragon returns from eight thousand miles away!
...Dingshanhou was sitting on the top of the mountain with a smile on his face, waiting for the tour to start.
He is dressed in a splendid white robe, has a slight beard on his temples, and has a rather elegant appearance. In this regard, the young Marquis follows him. The handsome appearance of the Dingshan Marquis Mansion is indeed not bad.
Everyone in Nanguan City knew that Marquis Dingshan was obsessed with seeking immortality and seeking enlightenment. He was rarely seen, so many people looked here frequently.
Dingshan Hou looked down at the sea of people below from behind the bead curtain and suddenly sneered.
mortal?
Just ants.
He came from a princely family and was born with the surname Xia. It can be said that he has never experienced the suffering of the world. But he lost interest in all worldly things at a very young age. I firmly believe that only by cultivating immortality can one achieve transcendence.
For a seeker like him who was of noble origin but with average talent, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had already had a fairly consistent attitude. That is, you can give an outer sect status and give you skills, but you will not accept him as a core disciple.
Because of his status as a prince, he could not live and die for the sect like an ordinary disciple in exchange for support, nor could he put himself in danger to seize resources for himself. Accepting such a disciple is equivalent to accepting a master. No top-level immortal sect is willing to do such a stupid thing.
Therefore, in the past few years, Dingshanhou, although he has devoted himself to Taoism, he can only wander outside the door of the mainstream world of immortality, seeking the door but not being able to find it.
He could only rely on losing the entire Marquis Mansion's many years of savings in exchange for massive resources to support himself to the sixth realm.
But now it is as difficult for him to break through the earth barrier as it is to reach the sky. The seventh level seems to be out of reach, but he refuses to give up and does not hesitate to seek benefits through illegal activities.
He doesn't feel any guilt about selling women to the Eastern Region. In his eyes, ordinary people are no different from cows, horses, pigs and dogs, and even the royal family is just a noble cow and horse. If it can help his great cause of cultivating immortals, let alone selling them, he won't even blink an eye even if they kill them all.
He has never paid attention to or shown up to the ordinary mundane activities in Nanguan City. He has only concentrated on practicing for many years. The reason why he is still willing to watch Xue Lingxue's tour today is because he has a little fantasy about Xue Lingxue.
If his son can get along well with Xue Lingxue, then he can be regarded as in-laws with Nanyinfang, and he will be able to enter the mainstream world of immortality that he has only been able to touch but cannot enter for so many years.
Moreover, there is secret news in the palace that Shen Qingyan of Nanyinfang is expected to be the candidate for the crown princess, and she will most likely be the queen in the future. Xue Lingxue and Shen Qingyan were in the same class and became good friends. If their son could get along with them, it would pave a bright road for the future.
The reason why the Dingshan Marquis Mansion is so "poor" is not precisely because in this remote place in the Southern Territory, it cannot be reused, has no power, no profit, and only has nobility.
He was thinking long-term, but it was still unclear whether Xue Lingxue would like his son. He is quite confident about this, because his son has inherited his good looks, and has tricks that he does not have. Xue Lingxue is not a weak match for his royal status, so there is still great potential for this matter.
For this reason, he came to today's tour in person, planning to go meet Xue Lingxue for a while after the performance to personally help his son get closer.
With this thought in mind, he sat here, smiling and waiting for the show to start.
Then.
He saw a bizarre scene.
The precious son he had high hopes for flew over from a distance, followed by a sword light chasing him. As he approached the stage, he was entangled by a red light, tied into an unsightly posture and fell to the stage... The young cultivator who was chasing behind him even raised his sword to make him confess.
The audience watching the play below is endless, not just tens of thousands.
Dingshanhou's face, which had always been calm, showed a rare expression of shock and anger. He stood up suddenly. It was obvious that this scene was beyond his imagination.
I'm still here waiting to be on the show.
My son has become a program?
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Chu Liang captured Xia An with a sword and forced him to confess in front of everyone. His clothes were soaked in blood, and his power was quite frightening.
Xia An had just seen the way Chu Liang killed Master Lu instantly, and his heart was still lingering. He just wanted to shout, "I plead guilty," and pray to God for forgiveness.
But just when he was about to raise his head and shout, he heard a familiar and calm voice.
"Be bold!"
A gust of white wind suddenly came, and there was already a noble figure on the stage. It was his father, the contemporary Dingshan Hou!
After a pause, a dozen more master warriors swooped down, naturally all of them were guards from the Hou Mansion, surrounding Chu Liang in the center.
Chu Liang pressed the sword blade firmly against Xia An's neck, with a calm expression on his face, staring at Dingshan Hou without any fear.
Dingshanhou looked at the young man bathed in blood, and for a moment he felt his gaze was scorching. He immediately frowned and said, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"Do justice for heaven." Chu Liang replied calmly.
"Haha..." Dingshan Hou pushed back with a more coercive look, "Do you know what the crime is for lying and falsely accusing the royal family? Someone, capture him!"
He actually didn't care about his son who was under the sword of Chu Liang and directly ordered the guards to capture him!
Chu Liang gently turned the sword blade that was close to Xia An's neck, and a line of blood immediately appeared. Xia An shouted loudly: "Dad! No! Help me! Help me!"
But Dingshan Hou was not moved at all. He only raised his Qi, and the powerful pressure overwhelmed Chu Liang, pressing down on his shoulders like a big mountain!
Chu Liang gritted his teeth, feeling that he might be crushed by this energy at any time. Without the famous red sword, the gap between the sixth realm and the third realm is indeed as high as mountains and seas. Just this energy makes him almost unable to move!
But the surrounding guards of the Marquis were already approaching. At this moment, except for taking away the young Marquis with one sword, he was completely unable to make any other resistance.
If it weren't for the fact that the guards around him weren't too cautious and didn't dare to take immediate action, he might have been subdued in an instant. After all, although Marquis Dingshan pretended not to care about his son, if someone were to rush forward first and cause Chu Liang to kill the young Marquis, who could guarantee that Marquis Dingshan would not express his anger afterwards?
Therefore, the guards were still hesitant to step forward, but they had to step forward anyway.
At this critical moment, a loud shout was heard from the side.
"stop!"
Like a thunderous explosion, a figure conveniently landed in the center of the stage.
I saw this man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a youthful appearance, a masculine face, and a serious expression on the scene. He pressed his hands to both sides to stabilize the situation and said to Dingshan Hou: "Master Hou, please be patient, everyone." Don't do anything, just give me some face."
Dingshan Hou frowned at him, "Who are you?"
The young man replied: "I am Lin Bei."
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