Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 1: Lord of Nine Dragons

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 1: Lord of Nine Dragons

After late autumn, the first heavy snow soon arrived. The swan feathers were flying everywhere, and they submerged Baiyujing.

The children were wearing thick cotton-padded jackets, wrapped tightly, running and chasing on the ice. Even the wide Yanzhi River was frozen into an ice river. The cold brought by this heavy snow was heavier than in previous years. In order to prevent the snow disaster, the Tang Dynasty’s monarchs and ministers spared no expense and sent out hundreds of horses, passing through hundreds of counties and prefectures, inviting immortals from Gu Yue Mountain to perform rituals in Baiyujing and pray for the people of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

What happened next, however, made the whole country, the government and the people inside and outside the court boil.

The immortals from Gu Yue Mountain did not leave after performing rituals to offer sacrifices to the sky, and declared that they would recruit successors in Baiyujing.

That was an immortal family, an immortal family that could call the wind and rain, turn stones into gold, and live as long as the sky! If you can become a disciple of an immortal family, you can not only bring honor to your ancestors, but also greatly improve the status of your family in the Tang Dynasty. It can be said that if one person gets the Tao, all the chickens and dogs will rise to heaven.

The curious people listed the disciples of the noble families who were expected to be favored by the immortals one by one, and ranked them according to their strength and reputation, and then there was a list of unpolished jade.

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Baiyujing, the second mansion of the Luo family.

The north wind was howling, the flying snow was swirling in the courtyard, and the moonlight was pouring into the Qingyun Hall like water.

Finally, the old man at the top slowly opened his eyes, with a flash of light in his eyes, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Evil creature! It's really an evil creature! The face of my second mansion has been lost by this little beast!"

His shouting actually made the ice and snow that had accumulated outside the hall for several days retreat three feet. With a "hiss", the ice that occupied most of the courtyard melted into boiling water, turned into wisps of white gas, and rose into the night sky.

The middle-aged man on the right side of the lower hall changed his expression slightly, and fear flashed in his triangular eyes. Then he walked out, bowed to the old man, and laughed: "The master of the mansion is unfathomable, and is no less powerful than the head of the family. It is just a matter of time before he can reach the level of a wanderer. I admire him."

The middle-aged man paced in the hall while speaking, his eyes firmly fixed on the young man in the hall whose life or death was unknown. The young man's surname was Luo Mingchuan, and he was fifteen years old this year. Before today, he was just an unknown bastard in the Luo family's second mansion.

"The main mansion and the second mansion have always been of the same blood and harmonious relationship, but it was almost ruined by this little beast Luo Chuan. I will take the little beast back to the main mansion and wait for the head of the family to decide."

The Qingyun Hall covers a large area. It takes at least twenty steps from one side to the hall, but the middle-aged man took three steps. He acted quickly and fiercely, and a circle of golden crow-like phantoms flashed between his five fingers, and he suddenly grabbed the boy's spine!

At this moment, Luo Chuan woke up slowly, and when he looked up, he saw the claw shadow that came with great force.

Luo Chuan wanted to turn over and avoid it, but found that he could not move. Then he remembered that he was beaten and imprisoned. The one who injured him was the murderer in front of him.

This person is called Pang Guan, a retainer of the third son of the main mansion. He is nicknamed Tianxuan Hand by the people of Baiyujing. His cultivation level of the small empty spirit realm ranks among the quasi-first-class masters.

The so-called retainer, to put it bluntly, is a high-level freeloader.

But if it is replaced by the retainer of the third son of the Luo family, it is very different. The third son of the Luo family is kind and has a good reputation for his virtue and talent. He is also gifted. At the age of 20, he has broken through the great empty spirit realm and entered the ranks of first-class masters. He ranks among the top three on the unpolished jade list. As his retainer, Pang Guan's status is naturally extraordinary.

Although Luo Chuan is a son of the Luo family, he is a bastard of the side branch of the second mansion. His actual status is not as good as that of a retainer.

It should be noted that the spine is the root of the circulation of qi and blood in the human body. Once it is damaged, the yang qi will be destroyed, and there will be no chance for the path of Dandao martial arts. Luo Chuan has been seriously injured. If the root of the circulation of qi and blood is cut off, even if he does not die on the spot, he will not survive until three o'clock tonight.

This evil thief clearly wants to kill me!

Luo Chuan raised his head, and the confusion in his eyes was swept away. His eyes were red and his face was ferocious. He was sealed by the true qi, unable to speak or hide, and could only stare at Pang Guan with a cannibalistic look.

The old man at the top had a slight surprise in his eyes, as if he did not expect a bastard to be so fierce.

From the left side of the hall came a woman's cry: "Wait."

Pang Guan's face was gloomy, not only did he not stop, but the black light under his hand became stronger.

A purple stream of light shot from the left side of the hall as fast as lightning. Regret appeared on Pang Guan's face, his body turned into a ball of strange fire, dodged the purple stream of light, and flew back, returning to his original form after landing.

Seven Methods of Escape!

On ordinary days, Luo Chuan would be amazed, but today, life and death are at stake, so he has no mood to pay attention to other things.

The stream of light stopped in front of Luo Chuan and turned into a tall and beautiful woman.

Luo Chuan recognized her. This woman was called Luo Fu, one of the three young masters of the Luo family's second mansion. In terms of seniority, Luo Chuan had to call her aunt.

"Young Master Luo, what do you mean? At this point, you still want to protect this beast?" Pang Guan's triangular eyes flashed with a haze, and his venomous eyes fiercely pierced Luo Fu's plump and upright breasts, snorting coldly.

"No matter what, Luo Chuan is still a member of my Luo family. When will it be your turn as a small retainer to come and go like a beast? What's more, I'm afraid you are not qualified to say this from your mouth, Pang Guan." The beautiful woman said lightly.

Pang Guan laughed: "I did have a disgraceful history, but under the guidance of the Third Young Master, I have long since reformed. And this Luo Chuan is really despicable and shameless, and his crimes are extremely evil! Even Pang can't stand what he did!"

As he said this, Pang Guan turned to the old man at the top: "Luo Chuan molested my eldest sister-in-law, and there is solid evidence. He should be abolished and taken back to the main mansion for punishment! These are the original words of the head of the family. My son is busy organizing the old lady's birthday banquet, so he ordered the younger generation to come and take him away. I hope the master of the mansion..."

Pang Guan was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Luo Chuan, is this true?" The old man waved his hand, unsealed Luo Chuan's acupuncture points in the air, and asked expressionlessly.

On the right side of Qingyun Hall, the old people in the secondary mansion cast their eyes on Luo Chuan. If it weren't for this incident, they would not have known that there was such an outlier as Luo Chuan among the parasitic bastards.

The unyielding eyes of the young man in the hall and his calm performance when facing the Seven Methods of Escape really made them brighten up, and they secretly thought that he was so brave.

Thinking of what Luo Chuan did, they were relieved.

In the Tang Dynasty, where etiquette and laws are strict, ignoring ethics and molesting the eldest sister-in-law is not something that ordinary people dare to do!

What's more, the secondary mansion is already lower than the main mansion. The "eldest sister-in-law" in Pang Guan's mouth is the famous young lady of the Luo family's main mansion. She is famous in Baiyujing and has a noble status. It is not a trivial matter.

Luo Chuan was caught on the spot by the third son for molesting his eldest sister-in-law, which caused a great disaster. If it is spread out, he will be infamous for thousands of years.

"Is it true?" The Lord of the Second Mansion asked again with a heavier tone.

Being framed for no reason and severely injured, Luo Chuan had been furious for a long time, just waiting to tell everything and clear his name!

"I..." Luo Chuan was about to clarify when a strange voice sounded in his ears.

"If you deny it, you will be handed over. Once you arrive at the Lord's Mansion, you will not survive tonight. If you admit it, the Lord will protect you, at least tonight. Life or death is up to you."

The voice was close at hand, as if someone was lying in Luo Chuan's ear and talking.

Luo Chuan was startled at first, and then his heart was beating wildly. If this person hadn't reminded him, he might not have understood the importance of the next answer.

Who is reminding me? Luo Chuan glanced around secretly.

"If you want to know where I am, close your eyes." The man seemed to have guessed Luo Chuan's thoughts and said.

Hearing this, Luo Chuan was confused, but still closed his eyes.

The next moment, the 15-year-old boy's body shook, and he suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look as if he had seen a ghost.

After calming down, Luo Chuan closed his eyes again.

The figure appeared again, and it was not an illusion.

"Yes, I am in your mind." The man said.

Luo Chuan felt a chill in his heart.

At this time, a delicate shout rang in his ears: "What are you doing? You did it if you did it, and you didn't do it if you didn't. What's there to think about?"

Luo Chuan raised his head and saw that Luo Fu's pretty face was cold, and her eyes were filled with unusual meanings.

His eyes swept past Luo Fu, and Luo Chuan glanced at the people in the secondary mansion. They all looked playful, and their eyes were intriguing. Looking at the elderly mansion owner again, he saw that although his face was gloomy and he seemed to be angry, the two iron walnuts in his hands were spinning steadily and powerfully, showing his calm heart.

Luo Chuan vaguely understood something.

"Don't ask why. In short, don't admit it, don't deny it, just keep silent. I promise you that the mansion master will protect you. Only if you save your life first, you will have a chance to clear your name and avenge today's humiliation." The man said again, with a firm tone.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and Luo Chuan clenched and released his fists.

Forget it, let's bet on this once!

The hall was silent, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

The mansion master looked deeply at Luo Chuan. Under the gaze that seemed to be real, Luo Chuan raised his head stubbornly and closed his mouth.

After a long time, the old man turned to Pang Guan: "Let's talk about this matter after the old lady's birthday banquet. You go back, I will go to the master of the family to speak for him."

Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense heartstrings relaxed, but the mansion master's next words made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

"Luo Fu, destroy his Qi Dan and lock him up in the backyard."

...

The heavy snow piled up the black window frames, and the howling north wind broke through the window paper, slipped in along the gap, and blew out the fire in the corner. The room was as cold as outside.

"Go in!"

The black-robed inner guard pushed Luo Chuan into the hut.

Luo Chuan staggered two steps, turned back and glared at the inner guard.

"What, do you still think you are a young master? Accept your fate." The bloated middle-aged inner guard was not afraid either. He sneered twice, patted his butt and left.

The other young inner guard was two or three years older than Luo Chuan, with delicate features and dark skin. He gave Luo Chuan a complicated look and locked the door.

Sitting on the stone couch, Luo Chuan stared at the roof with wide eyes.

Although he had escaped a disaster by chance, his Qi Dan was destroyed, and the skills he had cultivated for five years were gone. He was just an insignificant bastard of the second mansion. He lost his parents since childhood and had no one to rely on. Now, even the inner guards dared to look at him, so you can imagine how bad the situation is.

Pangguan! Luo Jiang!

Hatred flashed across Luo Chuan's eyes. He had suffered an unprovoked disaster because he had fallen to this point. The man who framed and slandered him was named Luo Jiang, and he was the third son of the high and mighty Lord's Mansion.

"There is Baiyujing in the sky, with twelve towers and five cities. Do you know that the origin of the name of your Baiyujing is all in this poem."

The strange voice sounded again, somewhat out of place.

Luo Chuan was startled, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart: "Who are you?"

The voice was silent for a moment, as if considering: "You can call me Jiulong Jun."

Jiulong Jun?

Luo Chuan tried to recall, but he gave up after a long time. This name was not only unheard of and unseen, but also very strange and difficult to pronounce, not like a Tang Dynasty title.

How could he appear in my mind? What was he going to do?

"You can still stay calm at this moment. You are really brave."

The man spoke in a calm tone, his voice was gentle, like a spring breeze, making people unconsciously feel good about him: "I have no ill will towards you. Not only do I have no ill will, I have a small gift for you."

Hmm? He can hear my thoughts!

Closing his eyes, Luo Chuan saw the man again.

He was a man wearing a gray dragon-patterned crane feather cloak, tall and with a simple face. From his appearance, he was only in his thirties or forties, but his temples were already gray, and his eyes showed the vicissitudes and wisdom of seeing through the world. His temperament is even more indescribable. If you don't look at him, it's fine. Once you look at him, he is like a majestic mountain, majestic and vigorous, making people look up to him infinitely.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind, and Luo Chuan's heartbeat quickened.