In less than seven days, the Qin Tang Empire was restored to its original appearance.
In less than seven days, the Qin Tang Empire was restored to its original appearance. The remaining forces of Fang Kong were uprooted and killed by Huangfu Tao. There was no captive. This battle also killed many families of the Qin Tang Empire that had been passed down for hundreds of years. Those families later surrendered to Fang Kong and helped the evildoer. Their hands were stained with the blood of the disciples of the major families.
Ning Qi placed the War God Temple in the sky above the Qin Tang Empire. Those disciples of the War God Temple who were born in Dongxuan all flew away in groups, either to visit their relatives or friends. Even Dongfang Haojie took Dongfang Yuluo back to the territory of the Dongfang Family to meet his two powerful in-laws.
In the newly built Marquis Champion Mansion.
All the sons under Old Master Ning were dead, and now only the third generation disciples were left.
This group of third generation disciples could be regarded as elites. They had all cultivated in the War God Temple for hundreds of years. The weakest was at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, and the strongest had entered the Middle Stage of the Battle Dan Realm.
Third Master Ning's current cultivation was only half a step away from the Eternal Life Realm. When he learned of the great changes in the Qin Tang Empire, he felt very complicated.
"There can be no construction without destruction. Maybe today is the day of the rise of the Marquis Champion Mansion."
Third Master Ning stood beside Great Master Ning and looked at the hundreds of disciples of the Marquis's Residence standing tall in front of him. Any one of them could run amok in the land of Dongxuan.
"Today, you have to elect a family master. I don't have much opinion on this matter. It's all up to you."
Old Master Ning said lightly.
Family master?
Everyone looked at each other and said tacitly, "Old Master, I think only the Temple Lord can be the family master!"
Ning Xuandong smiled, "You are really cunning. Let Bei Xuan be the family master? How long do you think he can stay in the Qin Tang Empire? "
Hearing this, everyone smiled dryly. This meant that whoever became the family master would have to cultivate in the Qin Tang Empire in the future.
If it was more than a hundred years ago, 70% to 80% of them would be willing to be the family master. But now, the family master not only had no benefits, but was also a burden. It was better to cultivate in the War God Temple and strive to break through to the Eternal Life Realm in the future and live for hundreds of thousands of years!
"Old Master, I have a suggestion."
Seeing that the crowd was silent, Ning San smiled and said.
"Speak."
Old Master Ning nodded with a smile.
Ning San swept a glance over the group of third generation disciples and said, "I feel that the disciple with the lowest cultivation should assume the position of patriarch."
Swish swish swish!
Countless gazes fell on a middle-aged man who had an innocent expression on his face. After he reacted, he hurriedly said, "Third Master Ning, this isn't fair!"
"Who told you not to work hard in your cultivation?"
Ning San said with a faint smile.
The middle-aged man immediately lowered his head in shame. His cultivation was the lowest among this group of people, not because of his aptitude, but because when he was in the Azure Dragon Continent, the thing he liked to do the most was to go out and fight for justice. He had saved many people and became the savior of many places.
However, this also caused his cultivation progress to slow down. To use a simple and crude phrase, he was not doing his proper work.
"You don't have to be like this. In the future, the War God Temple will have an assessment every ten years. The guy with the slowest cultivation will go back and be the patriarch for ten years. At that time, you will be replaced. When you are in the Qin Tang Empire, the only thing you have to do is to train the disciples, whether in terms of aptitude or character. If there is a crafty person, then the current patriarch will have to continue to be the patriarch for another thirty years."
Ning San said with a smile.
"This is good."
Ning Xuandong nodded with a smile and exchanged glances with Old Master Ning. Obviously, the two of them were quite satisfied with Ning San's suggestion and decided on it.
"Hmm, sounds good."
Everyone looked at each other. Apart from those who were a little tired of cultivation, everyone felt that Ning San's suggestion was very good.
Soon, the Residence of the Champion Marquis finally elected a real patriarch after more than a hundred years.
At the same time, the other major clans seemed to have a tacit understanding and were also carrying out a similar scene as the Residence of the Champion Marquis.
The Residence of the Dragon Slayer Marquis.
Madam Zuo brought Zuo Ling 'er to Ning Qi.
"Have you gone back to take a look?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Yes."
Madam Zuo nodded.
"How is it? Things remain the same, but people have changed."
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"The neighbors we used to know are all dead. When we go back, no one will recognize us anymore."
Madam Zuo whispered.
For more than a hundred years, her appearance had been maintained as before because the War God Temple did not lack Beauty Pills. As long as it was a female disciple, they could get one for free. In addition, Madam Zuo's aptitude was better than Zhao Er's. She was already a Half-step to Dan Dou and had comprehended the Power of Law.
"Yes, it is normal to grow old and die of illness. One day, maybe even I will die of old age."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Young master won't grow old."
Zuo Ling 'er quickly said.
Her big eyes were full of worry.
"Alright, I won't grow old. If I die, I will die in battle."
Ning Qi smiled and rubbed Zuo Ling 'er's head. She was only a head shorter than him now. On Earth, she would be a super tall girl about 1.8 meters above sea level.
Seeing this, Madam Zuo subconsciously looked at Zuo Ling 'er and saw that she was enjoying Ning Qi's rubbing like a cat. A trace of joy flashed in her eyes.
There was something she had been holding back for a long time. Normally, when Zuo Ling 'er first entered the house, she was Ning Qi's personal maid. Now that so much time had passed, shouldn't she be taken in as a concubine?
However, Ning Qi was not in the War God Temple most of the time, so Madam Zuo didn't have the chance to talk about it. In addition, after cultivating, she had a clearer understanding of Ning Qi's strength. Even if she had the chance, she wouldn't dare to talk about it.
"Young …"
Madam Zuo gritted her teeth and was about to speak. At this moment, the sky gradually darkened. She looked up and saw hundreds of huge Dragon Clan above the capital. They were using their huge eyes to size up the people on the ground, as if they were gods looking down on all living things.
Seeing this, the people in the capital turned pale with fear. Their palms were sweating and they quickly looked in the direction of the palace.
Qin Zheng, Qin Long, Qin Ying Ding, Huangfu Zhengxiao, Old Master Ning, and the others also appeared in the sky and looked up at the Dragon Clan.
Suddenly, the hundreds of Dragon Clan slowly separated and a young man in black clothes appeared in the middle. The Dragon Clan nearby seemed to be very respectful to this young man and they all lowered their heads.
The young man looked down at the people under his feet and said slowly, "Who is Ning Beixuan? The Heavenly Dragon Emperor invites you. Please come out. "
"Tell him to come see me himself."
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