Under the setting sun, the fiery red rays penetrated the dark clouds and spread wantonly between the sky and the earth, shrouding the tall and heavy palaces. Although there was a feeling of twilight, it did not reduce its aura of shocking the world.
God General’s Mansion!
In the Great Xia Dynasty, there was an existence second only to the imperial power. He held the power of the dynasty's 600,000 soldiers and horses, and his 30,000 divine generals and soldiers performed unparalleled feats when the dynasty was about to collapse:
Forty years ago, he traveled thousands of miles to rescue the 300,000-strong army that was besieging the imperial city.
Thirty-four years ago, in a decisive battle with the allied forces of the Four Dynasties and Six Kingdoms at Nutian Mountain, the Eighteenth Route Army defeated them and drove them out of the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty in one fell swoop.
Twenty-three years ago, millions of cavalry went out to conquer the seventeen cities of Northern Xia to recover the mountains and rivers that the dynasty had not regained for three hundred years. In this battle, eighty-one battle formations were set up to encircle and kill Dongling's famous generals, ranking him in the rankings.
The third soldier is Liu Shenzhi.
A horse travels thirty thousand miles across mountains and rivers.
Seventeen years of southern and northern wars.
This is the Divine General's Mansion, the place that once controlled the life and death of the dynasty. Although it no longer has the power that once dominated the world, and although the interior of the Divine General's Mansion has begun to split, the tiger is still alive and its residual power is still there.
And today is the coming-of-age ceremony for the Shen Shen Mansion!
In the palace of the God General, Lin Haoran pushed Lin Huang forward slowly, with a warm smile on his face, and his golden armor shone brightly under the reflection of the setting sun, making him look like a proud man of heaven.
Lin Huang was sitting in a wheelchair, tilting his mouth and rolling his eyes, looking like a fool!
"Then...is it Lin Haoran?"
"With this golden armor, who else can push the young palace master aside from him?"
"Is this still the same little book boy from back then? He is really loyal to the Young Mansion Master!"
"Brother Haoran looks... more like the young master of the palace!"
The maids looked at Lin Haoran's figure and all exclaimed in surprise. Their delicate little faces couldn't help but blush. No one thought that a little book boy back then would become a young book boy in just two years.
The teenage legend of Dynasty.
"Lin Huang, did you hear that? They all said that I am more like the Young Palace Master!"
Lin Haoran hit Lin Huang on the head and said jokingly, "It seems that this is my destiny. The position of Young Palace Master is destined to be mine, Lin Haoran!"
In the wheelchair, Lin Huang listened to Lin Haoran's words and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Master, the young master insists on coming to attend the coming-of-age ceremony. Haoran has no choice but to..."
Not long after, the two arrived at the main hall of the Divine General's Mansion.
"Um!"
The response from the main hall was extremely cold, as if they were quite unhappy with Lin Haoran's actions.
Lin Huang's eyelids trembled slightly, looking at the old man on the tiger throne in the main hall, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.
On the throne, Lin Beichen wore a mysterious robe with nine tigers painted on it. The floating sleeves gave people the feeling of a sleeping tiger.
His head is full of white hair, which makes the old man look a little twilight. Even though he is called the God of War of Great Xia, it is difficult to stop the invasion of time. In addition, the people of the God General Mansion are now separated, his granddaughter’s martial spirit is broken, and Lin Huang is paralyzed. I am afraid that he has already been
Mentally and physically exhausted.
"grandfather!"
Lin Huang shouted in his heart, feeling indescribably excited.
At this moment, Lin Beichen was also looking at Lin Huang, his cold face slightly moved, with a hint of sadness. He had fought countless battles and killed many people in his life, but he never imagined that he would be like this in old age...
"If Xiaohuang is still the same as he was two years ago, even if he is a bit of a fool, what's the harm?"
"Young Master? This is Lin Huang?"
Hearing the words "young palace master", the dignitaries in the imperial city all turned their heads and looked at Lin Huang with curious expressions.
"The original playboy was the one who caused so many harms to so many people. It turned out to be this guy!"
"The prodigal son turned back overnight, it's really a big joke!"
"This is Lin Beichen's retribution. No matter how great your achievements are, you will still end up with no one to die when you get old!"
Looking at the paralyzed Linhuang, everyone was secretly happy. Over the years, the Divine General's Mansion has been like an insurmountable mountain, pressing on their heads, making them breathless.
At the beginning, Lin Huang was the biggest dandy in the dynasty. Visiting brothels was a daily routine, and he would bully the powerful prince every now and then.
If I'm in a good mood, I'll go and peek at the princess ladies taking a bath or something.
He was so bored that he even pulled off the emperor's beard.
It was not until later that Lin Huang's sister Lin Cangxue's martial spirit was broken. Lin Huang restrained his temper and turned around overnight, practicing martial arts like a madman. However, he did not expect to become a demon when he broke through the human realm.
Everyone looked at Lin Huang with expressions of sadness and joy...
"Everyone, please take a seat!"
Lin Beichen said, and then motioned to his servants to push Lin Huang aside.
Then the banquet began, and guests from all walks of life were drinking and mingling. Although they were all powerful people here, they were also divided into high and low. No one wanted to take the opportunity to get closer and seek more benefits for the family.
In the middle of the banquet, Lin Haoran walked to the middle of the hall, with a gentle smile, and said loudly:
"My lords, today is a happy event for the God General's Mansion, and there should be singing and dancing to add to the fun. However, our God General's Mansion is full of people who are active in the battlefield, and the tenderness is missing. In order not to dampen your interest, I will give it to you.
How about everyone dancing with the sword?"
As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately cheered!
The girls present all looked forward to it. They had heard about Lin Haoran in golden armor and white robes for two years in their boudoir. Although he was from a humble background, he was the leading genius in the Great Xia Dynasty.
At just sixteen years old, he was already at the seventh level of the human realm. In just two years, he had become a young general on the frontier.
It would be great if I could marry such a happy husband.
Lin Haoran nodded slightly, took off his golden armor, his white robes fluttered in an instant, and his long hair flowed in the wind. He was less heroic, but more aura like jade, a young man in troubled times, which caused the faces of the girls present to blush.
With shyness.
For a moment, Lin Haoran's body was like a giant dragon. The sword energy was everywhere in the hall, and the light was shining. The light blue sword shadows were flying in the hall, and gradually condensed into a long dragon dancing in the air, which was quite gorgeous.
Everyone looked in amazement and their hearts were shocked. Such exquisite and pure swordsmanship and sharp sword shadow made him worthy of Lin Haoran in gold armor and white robes.
In two years, he grew from a domestic slave to this state, an absolute genius.
Lin Huang also raised his head, looking at Lin Haoran flying like a crane, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart, "The sword technique is exquisite, but it lacks a trace of charm. Lin Haoran has been in the army for two years, and this sword should have a trace of the battlefield.
Domineering".
The name of this young general may be a bit fishy.
Ouch!
In the main hall, a sharp sword chant suddenly sounded, like a blue dragon opening its throat. Lin Haoran's long sword was seen criss-crossing, surrounded by sword shadows, and an extremely sharp sword soul emerged behind him, exuding a fierce momentum and bone-piercing sword intent.
It gave everyone a chill in their hearts.
"Dragon Sword Martial Spirit!"
Everyone's hearts were shaken, and their eyes were fixed on the martial spirit behind Lin Haoran.
"It turns out to be a Xuan-level martial spirit."
"The seventh Xuan-level martial spirit in the Great Xia Dynasty in the past hundred years."
"Such a talent is comparable to His Royal Highness, Prince Lingyun."
"This child must not be a thing in the pond. He will turn into a dragon when encountering a storm!"
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On Cangqiong Continent, there are strict divisions between the strength and weakness of martial souls. From low to high they are: Huang level, Xuan level, and Earth level.
Each level is divided into three levels: lower, middle and upper.
The strength of martial souls varies greatly, and there is a chasm between them. The most common are yellow-level martial souls, such as Lin Beichen in the main hall, which is only a high-grade yellow-level martial soul.
The Dragon Sword Martial Spirit is a Xuan-level one, which is a whole level higher than the Yellow-level Martial Soul.
Among the hundreds of millions of warriors on the mainland, ninety-nine percent of them have yellow-level martial spirits. Those who can summon Xuan-level martial spirits can be regarded as outstanding people.
Even Lin Beichen was shocked after seeing the Dragon Sword Martial Spirit. There are only three factors that affect the strength of warriors on the mainland: realm, martial spirit, and martial arts!
At Lin Haoran's age, he is already at the seventh level of the human realm, and with a Xuan-level martial spirit by his side, coupled with the martial arts of the Divine General's Mansion, his strength is something that few among this younger generation can compete with.
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Lin Huang looked at Lin Haoran calmly. He naturally knew how rare the Xuan-level martial soul was. Being able to possess a Xuan-level martial soul was a real talent.
"I wonder what kind of martial spirit I can summon?"
Lin Huang felt uneasy. In his previous life, when he woke up at the age of twenty, the Daoshan martial spirit he summoned was only a middle-grade Huang-level martial spirit.
Among the thousands of martial spirits, Huang-level martial spirits can only be regarded as the lowest.
And Xuan level martial souls are already very precious.
Although there are still earth-level martial spirits above the Xuan level, those who can summon earth-level martial spirits are already true geniuses, and most of them have the inherited bloodline of their families.
As long as these people survive for a hundred years, they will become strong!
Just imagine, if a warrior obtains the Immortality Martial Spirit, he will have endless lifespan; if he possesses the Phoenix Martial Spirit, he can be reborn in Nirvana; if he possesses the Taotie Martial Spirit, he can devour the world.
Since he was reborn, Lin Huang naturally hopes to obtain a powerful martial spirit.
He doesn't expect to get earth-level martial souls, but he still longs for Xuan-level martial souls.
In the main hall, Lin Haoran sheathed his long sword and received a round of applause and appreciation from everyone.
Lin Haoran glanced at the crowd, then glanced at Lin Huang without leaving any trace, with a warm smile on his face, as if he was responding to the crowd's applause.
But Lin Huang understood that Lin Haoran was mocking and showing off to himself.
"Master, I have something to say!"
Before Lin Haoran sat down, an old man wearing pitch black armor suddenly stood up and looked at Lin Beichen.
"Hexi has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"
Lin Beichen had a smile on his face. Lu Hexi was the general of Zhenbei. He had fought with him in the north and south for seventeen years. He had outstanding military exploits and even saved his life.
"Please Palace Master, for the sake of the Divine General's Palace, appoint Haoran as the Young Palace Master!"
Before Lu Hexi finished speaking, everyone in the hall was suddenly shocked!
The smile on Lin Beichen's face froze, a pair of old eyes stared closely at Lu Hexi, the hand in his sleeve robe crushed the wine glass in his palm, and his heart felt like a sharp knife, and he said to himself:
"Has the Divine General's Mansion finally reached this point?"
In the main hall, Lin Huang's fingers turned white as he clenched his hands tightly, and his heart was extremely cold, "We finally started to seize the throne. The road to destruction of the God General's Mansion must have started today!"
Before Lin Beichen could answer, Lin Haoran quickly spoke and refused sincerely:
"The master of the palace, Old General Lu. Haoran has little talent and little knowledge, and he is not proficient in martial arts strategies. Old General Lu's words really hurt the boy. Haoran thinks that he cannot support the God General's Mansion, and I also believe that the young master of the palace will be better one day.
Get up!"
Lin Beichen was silent, looked up at the generals in the hall, and said, "What do you think?"
"I hope that the master of the palace will realize the century-old cause of our Divine General's Palace and make General Haoran the young master of the palace!"
Half of the generals in the main hall stood up and spoke in unison. It seemed that for the future of the Divine General's Mansion, they were determined to replace the Young Mansion Master.
Everything is righteousness!
"That's ridiculous!"
A middle-aged general suddenly stood up and angrily said, "The master of the palace is still alive, and the young master of the palace may not be able to recover. Are you trying to rebel by supporting Lin Haoran so much? I, Zhao Changfeng, will be the first to object to what happened today!"
"You have no place to speak here!"
Lu Hexi glanced at Zhao Changfeng and said coldly.
"Master, the Shenjiang Mansion is not only your effort, but also belongs to all of us. For the sake of a better future for the Shenjiang Mansion, I hope you can make an early decision!"
Lu Hexi continued, his expression from beginning to end was extremely calm, even cold.
"I never expected that Hexi, who was once ignorant of the world and only knew how to charge forward, would also start to care about the position of the young master of the Shenjiang Mansion."
Lin Beichen smiled hoarsely, with a hint of loneliness on his old face.
"Hexi knows that although I am old, my eyes are not blind. The love in this world is not inexhaustible!"
Lin Beichen said slowly, "However, after all, you are my teammates who have fought on the battlefield. I, Lin Beichen, have hung on by a thread thirteen times. It is all because of your bloody battles to protect my life. Since you have something to ask for, I, my husband
There will be a response. But...this may be the last time..."
"Master, no!"
Zhao Changfeng shouted loudly, but Lin Beichen waved his hand to stop him.
"I am indeed getting old. When I get older, it is easy to think of the past. I like to reminisce about old feelings, but they will disappear if I think about them. I hope you can understand one day!"
Zhao Changfeng hesitated to speak, and finally sighed helplessly, looking at half of the cold-looking generals in the hall, fists tightly packed together, "In those days, when everyone worked together to defeat the enemy and kill thieves, I am afraid that there will be no more of the divine general's mansion after today."
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It has been more than 20 years since the world was settled. In these 20 years, some people have finally begun to become corrupt and move further and further away from the Divine General's Mansion.
Greedy for power!
Seize the benefits!
Forming a party for personal gain!
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Twenty years of glory and wealth are enough to wear away the spirit and principles of most people, and it is also enough to cause the Divine General's Mansion to continue to be divided internally amid the endless glory.
"Lin Haoran, are you willing to assume the position of Young Master of the Divine General's Mansion?"
Lin Beichen said hoarsely, but his eyes fell on Lin Huang, with a peaceful smile on his lips, "It doesn't matter if you don't become the master of the Divine General's Mansion, this way I will have time to take care of you."
In the main hall, Lin Huang frowned, murderous intent already rising in his heart...
"Lin Haoran is willing to go through fire and water for the God General's Mansion, even if he dies!"
Seeing that the overall situation was certain, Lin Haoran no longer refused. He immediately knelt down on one knee, his loud voice echoed in the hall like a yellow bell, and his stern face showed a touch of strong self-confidence.
There was a hint of arrogance in that confidence.
After three years of hard work, he finally achieved his goal today. From today on, no one dares to look down on him, he can ride on a big horse to dominate the Great Xia Dynasty unscrupulously.
As long as you listen carefully to that person's words, Lin Haoran will be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people in three years!
"From today on, you are the young master of the Divine General's Mansion..."
Lin Beichen said in a low voice.
"Wait a minute!"
At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone was shocked. Who dared to interrupt Lin Beichen at this time? It was obvious that he did not want Lin Haoran to become the young master of the palace.
Then everyone reacted and quickly turned their heads to stare at the young man sitting in the wheelchair in the hall!
Lin Huang gradually raised his head, tapping his fingers on the armrests of his wheelchair, his drooped head gradually raised, and his eyes that slowly opened revealed a sharpness that had been dormant for a long time, like an ancient sword unsheathed, sharp and menacing.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Lin Huang pushed the wheelchair to the middle of the hall, looked at Lin Haoran, showed a cold smile, and spoke as coldly as a knife:
"I, Lin Huang, are still alive. How can I allow a slave like you to be so presumptuous!"