In the Zhenwu Hall, heroes from all over the world gather, and countless delicacies from the mountains and seas are placed on the table, which is extremely luxurious.
At the head of the banquet, next to the Zhenwu High Priest, Ning Chen sat quietly, and didn't say a word since he was seated.
In the hall, the ninth princess Chen Hongmian toasted the guests one by one, and the face of the country and the city undoubtedly became the focus of everyone.
Not long after, Chen Hongmian raised his glass to the head of the seat and said softly, "What's the name of the son?"
"Ning Chen."
Ning Chen raised his glass and replied calmly.
"Young Master Ning, please."
Chen Hongmian covered her face and drank all the wine in the cup, then placed it on the tray in the hand of the maid next to her, smiled slightly, and walked towards the opposite side.
Ning Chen put down his wine glass and stared at the woman in front of him, his eyes were very complicated.
Back then, she was so glamorous in the world, but unfortunately, she was not her.
On the opposite side, Chen Hongmian felt the gaze behind her, and there was a slight wave in her heart. She seemed to have seen this person before.
"How about my princess?"
Beside Ning Chen, the Zhenwu High Priest suddenly opened his mouth and asked.
"Excellent qualifications, not bad."
Ning Chen honestly commented.
"Can you be your disciple?"
Zhenwu High Priest asked again.
Ning Chen heard the words, looked at the old man beside him, and said indifferently, "I don't accept disciples." "It's just a named disciple, it won't have any effect on your Excellency, and the nine princesses are the favorite children of the emperor of our dynasty, in the future She may even become the first queen of the Zhenwu Dynasty, you will definitely not regret this kind of fate." Zhenwu
The high priest said seriously.
Ning Chen frowned slightly, looking at the old man, after a few breaths, he calmly said, "The Zhenwu Dynasty has you, a half-step imperial high priest, and Jixia Academy to help you, why do you need to attract an outsider like me? "
The High Priest Zhenwu was silent for a long time, sighed softly, and said, "Don't hide it, Your Excellency, not long ago, the old master of Jixia Academy issued a warning that the heaven and earth will change dramatically, I am worried that with my strength, it is not enough to protect this huge dynasty."
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, old master
The drastic changes in the world, even in Ziwei Divine Realm, are secrets, how did this old master know
"Can I meet the old master that the high priest said?"
Ning Chen thought for a while and said.
Zhenwu High Priest heard the words, his expression was startled, and his face immediately showed embarrassment.
"If it's difficult, then forget it."
Ning Chen didn't want to force others to be difficult, said.
"It's hard to say. My Zhenwu Dynasty and Jixia Academy have always been on good terms. It's just that in the past hundred years, the old master has rarely seen outsiders. Even if the emperor comes personally, the old master will not necessarily come forward to meet."
Having said that, the High Priest Zhenwu looked at the young man Suyi beside him and said seriously, "I can introduce you to your Excellency, but I can't guarantee whether the old master will meet."
"Thank you." Ning Chen said politely.
"Then Your Excellency accepted the Nine Princesses as a named disciple?"
Zhenwu High Priest asked with a look of hope in his eyes.
Ning Chen was helpless and said, "Yes."
On the dragon chair, the Emperor Zhenwu kept his eyes on the two of them, and at this moment, his brows could not help frowning.
What happened to the high priest today, and why was he so concerned about this young man.
Opposite the banquet, the head of the world's great religion, a woman in a white palace dress sat quietly, with a beautiful face, even if she was not too conceited compared to the nine princesses.
Jixia Academy is the third headmaster, half a step into the imperial way, even in the entire Zhenwu star is a master.
"Third Headmaster, please!"
Chen Hongmian raised his glass and said respectfully.
The woman in the palace dress nodded, raised her glass and drank all the wine in her glass, then put it down silently without saying anything.
The nine princesses toasted, and the banquet was held in a staggered manner. Everyone present was a giant, and after deliberately making friends, the atmosphere in the hall was quite harmonious.
Next to the High Priest of Zhenwu, Ning Chen has been drinking the wine quietly, not deliberately making friends with anyone, nor rejecting anyone's kindness.
"His Majesty."
The head of the seat, the Zhenwu High Priest, made a voice transmission and told the Zhenwu Emperor the decision just now.
When the Emperor Zhenwu heard the words, his expression was shocked, and he said in disbelief, "Why does the high priest value this person so much, I can see that there is no fluctuation of true energy in his body, does this person have some special identity?"
"Your Majesty has taken a wrong look this time. This person is at least a master at the supreme level of the emperor's way."
The high priest of Zhenwu said solemnly, "I don't know why there is no real qi fluctuations in his body at all, but this person can control the spiritual qi of heaven and earth to a subtle state, even I can't do it."
"Oh?"
Zhenwu Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was still this matter.
"Your Majesty, there is no hesitation in this matter, such a master is hard to come by." Zhenwu High Priest said solemnly.
"Everything is according to the words of the high priest." Emperor Zhenwu nodded.
The emperor nodded, and the high priest of Zhenwu breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that the emperor would disagree with his decision.
This Mr. Ning is too important to the Zhenwu Dynasty. There are only a handful of human races at the supreme level of the emperor. The Zhenwu Dynasty is one of them. Even if the drastic changes in the world in the future are real, they may be able to survive safely.
"Red Crown."
After three rounds of drinking, on the dragon chair, the Emperor Zhenwu stood up and said.
"What's your father's order?"
Chen Hongmian stood up and saluted.
"This Mr. Ning is a distinguished guest of our dynasty, just now, the high priest discussed with Mr. Ning, and Mr. Ning agreed to accept you as a registered disciple." Emperor Zhenwu said sternly.
As soon as the words fell, everyone present was shocked, and looked at the young Suyi next to the Zhenwu High Priest.
Just now, they felt puzzled, what is the origin of the person who can be welcomed by the High Priest of Zhenwu in person? Now, the Emperor Zhenwu has made the most beloved Ninth Princess as his teacher, and he is only a named disciple. Strange.
In the middle of the Zhenwu Hall, Chen Hongmian also had a shocked expression on his face, not expecting that the royal father would have such an arrangement.
The head of the seats of the great teachers, the woman in palace dress from Jixia Academy glanced at Suyi's figure opposite, and at this moment, she became serious.
Did she miss it
"Red Crown!"
On the dragon chair, the Emperor Zhenwu continued, "I still don't respect wine to your teacher!"
Chen Hongmian regained his senses, raised his glass and walked to the head of the seat again, with a complicated expression, "I have seen Master."
Ning Chen got up and said with a smile, "This master will not let you shout in vain."
After speaking, Ning Chen took the wine and drank it all at once.
In the hall, the giants from all sides looked at the man in front of them, and their expressions became more and more solemn.
Maybe, this time they really missed the point.
The Ninth Princess apprenticed. After a short episode, in the main hall, the giants of the various major sects all focused on Zhiming, and they slammed and inquired about the latter's identity.
Ning Chen smiled and responded one by one, no one refused.
However, until the banquet was about to end, the giants of all parties still did not ask anything, and they were extremely helpless.
After the banquet was over, everyone present left with their own thoughts, and the appearance of fate was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Fairy Love, please stay."
After everyone left, the first place in the seat, Zhenwu High Priest stopped the third headmaster of Jixia Academy, who was also leaving, and said sternly, "Mr. Ning wants to meet the old master, I wonder if Jixia Academy can accommodate him?"
Fairy Qing stopped, looked at the former, and said lightly, "The high priest will not know the rules of Jixia Academy, and the old master will not meet anyone now, even if there is a recommendation from the royal family."
The expression of the Zhenwu High Priest became a little ugly, and he looked at the man beside him and said, "Mr. Ning, I may really not be able to help you."
Ning Chen smiled and said, "It's okay."
After finishing speaking, Ning Chen looked at Chen Hongmian in the hall and said, "Ninth Princess, come with me."
Chen Hongmian was startled, and after a while, he recovered and looked at the emperor on the dragon chair.
The Emperor Zhenwu nodded and let him listen to his orders.
Chen Hongmian bit her red lips secretly, turned around and followed.
In the rear, the High Priest Zhenwu and Fairy Qing, with different expressions, walked out of the hall together.
Outside the Zhenwu Hall, Ning Chen looked at the woman behind him and said, "Palm, knife, sword, what do you want to learn?"
"sword!"
Chen Hongmian said without hesitation.
"A sword?"
Ning Chen murmured softly, looked at the palace, and said, "It's not very convenient here, let's change place."
When the words fell, Ning Chen's body, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, and he took Chen Hongmian to the distance.
In the back, the high priest of Zhenwu and Fairy Qing saw this, their expressions were slightly shocked, their figures flashed, and they immediately followed.
Seven hundred miles to the north of the imperial city, there is a great river, tens of thousands of miles, with no end in sight.
After a few breaths, in front of the big river, the space was stirred, and two figures walked out.
Chen Hongmian couldn't hide his shock at the speed that was so close to the end of the world. At this moment, he no longer dared to underestimate the man in front of him.
"Okay, I'll only teach it once."
Ning Chen calmly said something, stepped forward, his right hand was empty, and in the sharply distorted space, a purple divine sword appeared out of thin air.
The sword came out, Ning Chen raised his hand to hold the sword, the sword light around his body rose sharply, the sword intent filled the air, and the sword slashed the sky.
An ordinary sword, but it has the power to win the world. In front of it, the great river slams apart, and the waves are surging, and the waves roll into the nine layers of heaven.
After a sword, the divine sword in Ning Chen's hand disappeared, and the sword light all over his body also disappeared.
In the back, Chen Hongmian stared at the river in a daze, completely lost.
From a distance, the high priest of Zhenwu and Fairy Qing who came quickly also saw the earth-shattering sword just now, and their hearts were shocked.
"Mr. Ning."
The two stopped and gave a respectful salute. If they were not sure before, at this moment, they can confirm that this Mr. Ning must be a master at the supreme level of the emperor.
In the course of martial arts, the one who achieves it is the first, this gentleman, this person deserves it.
Ning Chen smiled lightly and said, "The Ninth Princess may stay here for a while, and the High Priest will stay to protect her. As for Fairy Qing, can you take me to Jixia Academy?"
High Priest Zhenwu and Fairy Qing looked at each other and took orders.
Just when Ning Chen was about to visit Jixia Academy, inside Jixia Academy, in a simple wooden house, a squatted old man turned his head and looked into the distance, his cloudy eyes flashed with rare clarity.
finally coming? The master of the Ziwei realm, the first person in the world of martial arts.