Three days later, at Weishan, Daxue Plain, Duniugang.
In a courtyard, a cow bell hung under the eaves.
Behind the courtyard was the Ascendant Pavilion that the Xuanyuan family had guarded for generations. In the pavilion, there were many cultivation techniques and secret manuals in the world.
This was also the place that many of the Xuanyuan family's hanger-ons yearned for.
However, at this moment, the Ascending Throne Pavilion had become the place where Xuan Yuan Datian accepted disciples. This Dried Bull Mound had also become the place where Xuan Yuan Datian cultivated.
For a time, many disciples of the Xuanyuan family and some outsiders had gathered on the withered cow hill.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was dressed in purple and had a prideful face, was also among the crowd.
Behind him were the two heads of the Xuanyuan family.
The second branch of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Jinyi, and the third branch, Xuanyuan Jinxuan.
"Everyone, the ancestor still has two hours to come out of seclusion. During this time, he will choose nine talented people from among you to be guided by the ancestor.”
Xuanyuan Jin Yi stood in the middle of the crowd and spoke in a gentle but stern tone.
As soon as Xuanyuan Jin Yi spoke, everyone began to discuss. Then, they waited quietly on the snow field.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was also quietly waiting.
However, Xuanyuan Jinxuan, who was behind her, looked at her niece with greed.
"It's a pity that such a good material will have to be given to the ancestor…"
Xuanyuan Jinxuan couldn't help but feel regretful.
He was also very clear that the so-called selection was just to choose someone the ancestor liked so that he could dual cultivate with him.
However, the ones who really knew about these things were only the few masters of the Xuanyuan family.
However, there was no other way. If the Xuanyuan family wanted to establish itself in this world, they would need the protection of this ancestor.
And these people were just…It's just etiquette.
This niece of his could not escape this fate.
At this moment, Xu Fengnian and his group had also arrived at the Dried Bull Mound.
However, they had only come to this barren hill with the permission of the ancestor.
"Senior, do you really think this is how the selection and guidance are done?”
Xu Fengnian looked at the people from the Xuanyuan family and whispered to Li Chungang.
"You don't need to ask me if you know. Wasn't the secret letter very detailed?”
Li Chungang didn't pay much attention to it and said leisurely.
"Secret letter? Have you seen it before?"
Xu Fengnian looked at Li Chungang again.
"No, you probably guessed it. Otherwise, why would you come here so eagerly?”
After Li Chungang finished speaking, he lay down on a big tree at the side and began to rest.
Li Chungang knew the Xuanyuan Great Plate very well.
His character could be described as extremely shameless. To be precise, in order to achieve his goal, he could do anything. He did not care about the opinions of the world.
Shame for short.
Xu Fengnian looked at Li Chungang, who was leaning against the tree, and inadvertently looked at the Ascending Throne Pavilion.
He did not expect the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family to be such a person.
It refreshed his knowledge.
However, it was precisely because of the protection of Xuanyuan Dapan that the Xuanyuan family was able to establish themselves. How ironic was this?
For a time, many people were waiting quietly on the vast flat ground.
...
In a courtyard, there were mountains and rivers, and flowers were blooming. The house was filled with books and texts.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Jincheng was sitting in the room with an ancient book in his hand, but he could not read it for a long time.
His eyes were also looking in the direction of the Dried Bull Mound.
"It's just a dream. It's finally time to make a move…"
Xuanyuan Jincheng had endured for many years, but enduring could not bring peace.
Now, Xuanyuan Dapan had already extended his hand to his daughter.
If he did not make a move, then he would really be as cowardly as the world said.
However, he also knew that he would definitely die if he attacked this time.
However, for his family, for his daughter, and for the future of the Xuanyuan family, he had no choice but to do this.
If Xuanyuan Dapan was allowed to continue like this, the Xuanyuan family would probably have long ceased to exist in this world.
With his daughter's stubborn personality, she would definitely not be able to survive after knowing the truth.
Xuanyuan Jincheng gently put down the ancient book in his hand and tidied up the books on the table one last time.
His gaze was determined as he pushed open the door and walked out. He was still determined to go in the direction of the Dried Bull Mound.
This was also his last solar term as a father.
On the other side, at the foot of Mount Longhu across the river from Mount Wei, in a small bamboo grove.
Zhang Tianheng was sitting in the courtyard, looking in the direction of Mount Wei.
"Looks like today is the day Xuanyuan Qingfeng will head to the Dried Cow Mound…"
"As for Xuanyuan Jin City…"
Zhang Tianheng's clear eyes revealed a trace of regret. This kind of integrity was admirable.
"Don't you dare to make the world sink into the sea!”
"For the sake of my family, I will die together with my ancestor…"
Zhang Tianheng muttered, recalling Xuanyuan Qingfeng's appearance that night.
One had to know that if it wasn't for Xuanyuan Qingfeng, it would probably be difficult for him to break the precepts.
This Heavenly Master Degree…
Moreover, Xuanyuan Jincheng was her father, so it could be considered a one-time relationship.
If he didn't go, it would be difficult for him to calm down.
If Xuanyuan Jincheng could endure for his family for more than 20 years...
In the end, he would die to protect his wife and daughter. Zhang Tianheng was also willing to do his best to let them live.
Zhang Tianheng finally stood up slowly and walked to the door. He took down the Xuanyuan Sword that was hanging in front of the door.
Looking at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, Zhang Tianheng's brows also had a trace of determination.
Her clear eyes looked in the direction of Mount Wei again.
Suddenly, the sky that was supposed to be clear began to drizzle.
"This rain really came at the right time…"
"Looks like it's time to clean up the filth of the Xuan Yuan clan. It can be considered returning the favor…"
Zhang Tianheng held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and counted the ground before moving with a step.
His direction was the Weishan Dried Bull Mound.
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