Hanxiao Pavilion, one of the Tianpin sects in the Middle Tang Dynasty, apart from being the top power in the hidden world, can be said to be the most low-key among the Tianpin sects and has the smallest scope of influence.
Not only because, throughout the ages, half of the power in Hanxiao Pavilion has been in the hands of the Linghu family, but more importantly, there is only one woman in the direct lineage of the Linghu family in this generation.
Although his talent is good, and he even broke through to become a semi-saint in an accident a few years ago, he has not shown up for a long time!
The senior management of Hanxiao Pavilion had no control over the affairs of the Linghu family, but that didn't stop them from snooping around to find out the news. The answer they got was that they should go into seclusion to stabilize their cultivation realm.
The elders in the pavilion were dumbfounded and helpless. This was obviously a perfunctory answer.
For ordinary warriors, a breakthrough in the realm of cultivation will inevitably require a period of retreat to stabilize their cultivation. However, for the talented warriors, this time is very short or even unnecessary.
Unfortunately, the eldest daughter, the only direct descendant of the contemporary Linghu family, is said to have the talent to be ranked among the top three in the Linghu family's history, if not the best.
Originally reaching the marriageable age, even for a warrior, especially such a young semi-saint strong man, it would not matter even if he got married a hundred years later, but the key point is that today is a time of troubled times.
No one can be sure what will happen in troubled times, so no matter the Linghu branch or the elders of Hanxiao Pavilion, they all hope to see this eldest lady get married as soon as possible, and they will get engaged no matter what.
Of course, the main reason is that the saint of the Linghu family is too old!
He is so old that based on the sect records, many people cannot remember exactly how old he is, or even whether he can withstand this evil calamity.
It is undeniable that even though everyone hopes that this person can continue to live and protect the inheritance of Hanxiao Pavilion forever, they all know that this is unrealistic.
Life is about to end, this is an indisputable fact!
At this time, in the forbidden area of the mountain inside Hanxiao Pavilion, there is a valley carved with ice and jade, like a world of ice and snow, but there is a vibrant and lush garden.
Outside the garden, a middle-aged man with a resolute face, but also handsomeness, and slightly white temples, his eyes were full of anger. He held the folding fan with his right hand behind his back and made a creaking sound. It was obvious that he was extremely angry.
Even the icy cold wind outside could not make him feel less angry, and even made him even more irritable!
Just because his most beloved daughter, who is also his only daughter, has not been seen in this small courtyard for three years.
Except for my ancestors, no one has ever gone in.
What made him most angry, yet helpless, was that the bastard who made his daughter behave like this dared to openly come to propose marriage, but he couldn't do anything about it.
"master!"
Silently, an old man with gray hair and a childlike face appeared three steps away, bending over.
"What's up?"
The middle-aged and young man took a breath, suppressed his anger, and slowly turned around.
"There's an invitation!"
The old man held a gilt invitation in both hands and handed it over respectfully.
"Is it the Nandao County Prince or those sects?"
The middle-aged man asked casually, without even glancing at him, but his brows furrowed deeper.
In his opinion, it is nothing more than these big influencers who want to test his reputation and try to find matchmakers for his family or a certain talented family so that he can marry his daughter home.
As for the real purpose, isn't it to seize the Linghu family's property and half of Hanxiao Pavilion's foundation?
Humph, do you really think he is an old fool?
"Master, let's take a look!"
The old man smiled bitterly, and his already bent waist became even more rickety, as if he could not bear the pressure of this small invitation.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly and took a look at the invitation. The signature on it was no different from ordinary ones, but when he glanced at the signature below, his hand trembled violently, as if it was a hot potato.
If I hadn't had good concentration and good self-cultivation, I would have almost thrown it out.
"Is that Wu?"
The middle-aged man asked subconsciously.
"Exactly!"
The old man whispered.
"What a good boy, how dare you touch your nose and face, do you really think that everyone in my Linghu family is a member of the family?"
The middle-aged man said something bitterly, and the fingers holding the invitation turned slightly white, obviously he was very angry.
The old man was silent, thinking that there really was no one left in the Linghu family, otherwise why would they be in the current predicament?
But as a loyal servant, you must never say these words, and you must not even show it on your face. Even if the thought just comes up, it will disappear in your heart!
"Hmph, I am the dignified master of Hanxiao Pavilion. If he says yes, please do it. Where is my face? Let him do it by himself!"
The middle-aged man gave a cold look and threw the invitation into the old man's arms.
It turns out that he is the current head of Hanxiao Pavilion and the head of the Linghu family - Linghu Zhan.
This old man is naturally Linghu Hao, a loyal servant who has served the family master for several generations!
"master!"
Linghu Hao seemed to have expected it. She smoothed the invitation gently, leaned forward and said, "The person who sent the invitation said that if the master doesn't go, the matter will be revealed to the world."
"Which thing? He still wants to blackmail me...what?"
Linghu Zhan smiled disdainfully, then his old face stiffened and suddenly turned blue, and he said in a cold voice, "How dare Zhu Zian bully me like this?"
"master!"
Linghuhao's waist almost bent to a ninety-degree angle, she wrinkled her old face and said bitterly, "He really dares!"
"Hmph! Prepare the car!"
Linghu Zhan stared at the invitation for a long time, stamped his feet angrily, and walked away.
Linghu Hao breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to follow, quietly wiping the cold sweat on her forehead that she didn't know existed, and her hanging heart finally fell back into her stomach.
As a loyal servant of the Linghu family, he is also a side branch, so he is loyal and loyal, and he knows more clearly what the so-called 'that thing' is.
Although if it really gets publicized, the Linghu family will become a laughing stock, and they will become mortal enemies with that person, but the key point is that they are not afraid, or even don't care!
Even the holy temples couldn't surrender. He dared to challenge the power of the holy realm with the power of a great master, and he succeeded.
Who dares not to be afraid of such existence?
It's just that this kind of thing is easy to say or not. After all, the dignified Half-Saint, the master of Hanxiao Pavilion, the head of the Linghu family, was actually threatened by a junior, and there was nothing he could do about it. It was really embarrassing.
But what can be done?
You can't just watch and let someone ruin your daughter's reputation, right?
So, Linghu Zhan dressed up in disguise, and quietly left Hanxiao Pavilion to attend the banquet, escorted by his old servants!
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Hanjiang City was built next to Hanjiang River. It is one of the branches of Tianlong River and one of the main cities of Jiangnan Road in the middle Tang Dynasty. It is also sealed by Hanxiao Pavilion.
As one of the most prosperous main cities in the Mid-Tang Dynasty, it welcomes countless heroes from all over the world every day, but none of them dare to cause trouble here.
Just because this place is built based on Hanxiao Pavilion!
Who dares to make a mistake in the mighty Tianpin sect?
Therefore, no one thought that someone would dare to threaten the master of Hanxiao Pavilion to come to the banquet, and it was in Hanxiao Pavilion's own property - Hanjiang Tower!
Kick, kick, kick!
When they arrived at the building, the master and the servant did not make any stop. They followed the invitation and went up to the top floor on their own.
Fortunately, even in his rage, Linghu Zhan's excellent tutor allowed Linghu Zhan to maintain good self-control and knock on the door.
The person who opened the door was a tall, muscular, dark-faced, honest and honest old man.
Linghu Zhan recognized that this person was the old man who had accompanied that bastard to propose marriage a few months ago, and even directly gave him a betrothal gift and claimed to be the housekeeper.
Moreover, his cultivation level is not weak, and he is a second-level semi-saint, only one level lower than him.
"snort!"
Linghu Zhan glared at him angrily and went straight in. He saw a thin figure standing by the window next to him, showing determination and loneliness.
However, when the man turned around, he only had a warm smile on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze and made them feel good.
But that's all. After all, no father will look good on anyone who threatens his daughter's reputation.
"Humph, it's really not as good as meeting someone to be famous, and it's not as good as being famous to meet someone. I never thought that King Xiaoyao, who is famous in China, would be such a person who doesn't know etiquette!"
No matter how well-mannered Linghu Zhan was, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic comment.
"Uncle, please calm down. My nephew is here for the first time, and there are many inconveniences. If he comes to visit arbitrarily, he will cause trouble to his uncle, so I can only take this step, please!"
Wu Ming bowed his hands in a salute and stretched out his hand to guide him.
Linghu Zhan's face finally looked better. He didn't hold on and sat down dryly, but there was also a trace of pride in his heart.
After all, the young man in front of him was a ferocious person who would dare to confront even a saint. Although his behavior was not very authentic, it finally saved him face. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know how to deal with it.
After all, if you can't threaten, you may not be able to win, and there's nothing you can do about it!
But after sitting down, I felt uneasy. Although he was the current master of Hanxiao Pavilion and his cultivation was not top-notch, he was also a famous scribe. He knew Lu Jiuyuan when he was young, otherwise he would not have known what he had done!
But now when we come to the banquet, there is nothing else on the table except a bright silver pot lid. This kid in front of us doesn't know how to behave?
"I take the liberty of inviting my uncle to come here. My nephew came in a hurry and didn't prepare any preparations. I only have a rare delicacy that I got by chance. I invite my uncle to taste it!"
Wu Ming smiled and clapped his hands.
"A delicacy? Dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder, or nectar?"
Linghu Zhan said with a cold face.
"Haha, my nephew, this delicacy requires a special way of eating it to taste its deliciousness!"
Wu Ming smiled slightly, pointed at the cups and dishes placed by Ao Lu and said, "Snow lotus mud from Tianshan Mountain, fire poison wine from southern Xinjiang, and Xuanyin stone from Beiming. As the saying goes, you can never tire of fine food, so please invite uncle."
Tasting.”
As he spoke, he opened the lid of the bright silver pot. Cold mist hit his face, there was a faint sound of waves, and the fragrance hit his nostrils. It was a three-foot golden and red carp, with its gills twitching, but it was not dead yet.
Linghu Zhan instinctively frowned. Did he want to eat him alive? Do you think he was a monstrous beast who drank hair and drank blood?
With his eyesight, he couldn't see that this carp was full of vitality and blood, and had a hint of dragon energy. It was a rare and exotic species, and it was definitely an excellent ingredient for dishes.
But it's really hard for him to eat it raw.
"The name of this dish is Fish Dragon Sashimi, and it's unparalleled in beauty. My nephew dare not be the only one to be good at it. Uncle, please!"
Wu Ming pointed his finger like a sword, and swiped through the gap in the fish scales the size of the thumb belly of the fish dragon. Two pieces of fish flesh, as crystal clear as jade and as thin as cicada wings, landed on the bone-cold Xuanyin Stone.
Then, pick it up with jade chopsticks, dip it in snow lotus mud, add fire poison wine, put it into your mouth, chew it slowly, the aftertaste is endless, and your index fingers will be excited. (To be continued)