Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

How could Nangong Hao, the prince of a country, tolerate being humiliated and taught like this by a boy younger than himself?

He stared at Liu Wenzhan intently, wishing he could eat him alive.

At the same time, while Liu Wenzhan was speaking, he secretly flipped his right hand, trying to use a magic talisman to kill Liu Wenzhan completely.

Unexpectedly, Liu Wenzhan had noticed some of his little moves, and stabbed Nangong Hao's right hand with a sharp thrust from his black gold short spear, nailing Nangong Hao's right hand to the ground on the spot.

The heartbreaking pain immediately made Nangong Hao's whole body tremble uncontrollably, and he let out bursts of miserable howls.

"Stop playing tricks on me, otherwise, even if you are the prince of the Southern Kingdom, I will still dare to kill you!"

Liu Wenzhan held the black gold short spear tightly in his hand and kept stirring it back and forth. The pain made Nangong Hao's screams get louder and louder, and his whole body shook even more.

Facing Liu Wenzhan this time, Nangong Hao no longer dared to play tricks or tricks.

People suddenly became honest.

With a quick grab, Liu Wenzhan sealed Nangong Hao's meridians all over his body and lifted him up like a dead dog.

He stood in the air, looking at the southern immortal cultivators who were fighting fiercely with his brother Wenxuan and sister Wen Yu, and shouted loudly: "You princes have been captured alive by me, and you still don't stop surrendering? If you dare to continue to do this, otherwise, I will He must be killed!”

In the distance, the southern monks who were fighting with Liu Wenxuan, Liu Wenyu and many other immortal cultivators of the Liu family noticed that their prince had been captured alive by Liu Wenzhan.

One by one, they fell into the trap and no longer dared to continue their offensive against Liu Wenxuan and others.

"Let my seventh prince go! Otherwise, your Yuncang Liu family will die without a burial place!"

A middle-aged monk wearing a large black robe and a ferocious tattoo on his face stood in the air and stared at Liu Wenzhan coldly.

"Do you think I, the Liu family of Yuncang, are easy to bully? Do you really think that I, Liu Wenzhan, and all your brothers and sisters are easy to scare?"

Hearing the threat from the middle-aged monk, Liu Wenzhan didn't take it seriously. He raised the black gold short spear in his hand and pointed the cold tip of the spear firmly at Nangong Hao's neck.

Some southern monks who were ready to move immediately froze in place.

"You brat, don't do this nonsense! When the time comes, your Yuncang Liu family and our southern royal family will be in constant trouble!"

Seeing that Liu Wenzhan really wanted to kill his seventh prince, the middle-aged monk's expression changed and his tone immediately softened.

"Stop talking nonsense to me. You fellow southern monks, please leave my Liu family's Canglong Ridge as quickly as possible. You are not allowed to enter even half a step without permission!"

"Whoever dares to take a step forward, I will cut off one of Nangong Hao's fingers!"

Liu Wenzhan didn't want to talk too much nonsense to the middle-aged monk, so he directly threatened him coldly.

Helplessly, the middle-aged monk and many other southern monks had no choice but to retreat.

They don't dare to gamble!

Once Liu Wenzhan really kills Nangong Hao, then he and others will fail to protect him, and the fate that awaits him and others will be held accountable and punished by the ruler of the Southern Kingdom.

"Well done, Wen Zhan."

Waiting for many southern monks to withdraw from their Liu family's Canglong Ridge territory.

Liu Wenxuan, Liu Wenyu and others just stepped forward and couldn't help but praise Liu Wenzhan.

They didn't expect that their youngest brother, the Wenzi generation, would be so powerful now.

Nangong Hao, the prince of the Southern Kingdom, is an immortal cultivator at the peak of the eighth level of Qi training.

He could easily capture them alive and use this to force back many southern monks. This skill was not something they could easily achieve.

"Brother Wenxuan, Sister Wenyu, are you okay?"

After forcing back many southern monks, Liu Wenzhan looked at his brothers and sisters with a gentle expression.

"It's okay, I just suffered some minor injuries!"

Liu Wenyu smiled softly, and there was a very eye-catching penetrating wound on her left shoulder.

"Where are the immortal masters of the clan who are guarding here?"

Liu Wenzhan continued to ask.

"More than thirty people died."

Liu Wenxuan responded in a deep voice.

"Is it?"

Liu Wenzhan's expression darkened.

The immortal masters in the clan are all loyal to his Liu family. Many of them have been working in his Liu family for many years, and they are all elders he knows.

Now, in order to protect the territory of the Liu family, those people have died in Canglong Ridge.

This made Liu Wenzhan feel very uncomfortable.

"How are you going to deal with this Nangong Hao?"

I took a healing pill and recovered a little from my injuries.

Liu Wenyu's beautiful eyes glanced at Nangong Hao, who was captured alive by Liu Wenzhan, and asked.

"Take him back and watch him as a hostage for now."

"The Lord of the Southern Kingdom attaches great importance to this person, as long as he is in the hands of my Liu family. Presumably, the royal family of the Southern Kingdom will not dare to invade the boundaries of my Liu family!"

"In addition, the family has lost many immortal masters and suffered many losses during this period."

"When the time comes, we have to find a way to ask the southern royal family to give my Liu family adequate compensation!"

Liu Wenzhan responded verbally.

"Okay, then Brother Wenxuan and I will take this person back to the clan and watch."

"You stay in Canglong Ridge for the time being to prevent those southern monks from returning and coming to cause trouble again!"

After listening to Liu Wenzhan's words, Liu Wenxuan nodded in agreement.

Taking his sister Wen Yu with him, he escorted Nangong Hao to the teleportation array, one on the left and the other on the right, and returned directly to the family.

As for Liu Wenzhan, he temporarily stayed in Canglong Ridge and took some surviving immortal cultivators from his clan to clean up the battlefield.

"That brat Wen Zhan has made rapid progress in these years!"

Liu Yanshui, who was hiding in secret, saw with his own eyes that his nephew Wen Zhan captured and subdued the Southern Prince Nangong Hao alive in a few strokes, and was very satisfied with his performance.

With these children guarding the family, how could they worry about others invading and occupying the property under the Liu family's name?

"But to cut the grass, you have to get rid of the roots!"

"Not a single one of the southern monks who have withdrawn from my Liu family's Canglong Ridge has been left behind!"

"During this period, the Southern Kingdom's royal family has invaded my Liu family again and again."

"If that's the case, then there's no need to keep the Southern Royal Family!"

Slowly looking away, Liu Yanshui looked coldly at the direction in which the southern monks had retreated, and spoke in an indifferent tone.

In his eyes, cold murderous intent flashed.

"Master Deer, do we really want to retreat?"

Outside Canglong Ridge, twenty miles away.

More than thirty immortal cultivators from the Southern Kingdom gathered here.

One of the young monks in red robes looked at Master Deer in a wide black robe and said with a solemn expression.

"Yes! The seventh prince was captured by the Yunkang Liu family's people!"

"If we don't find a way to rescue the Seventh Prince, once we go back like this, we will definitely be severely punished by the Holy Emperor.

You know, the Holy One attaches great importance to an existence like the Seventh Prince.

Moreover, the seventh prince was still trained by the Holy Emperor as the future prince, so there must be no mistake! "

The other immortal cultivators from the Southern Kingdom also looked at Immortal Xiang Lu with anxious expressions on their faces.

"I know all your worries and considerations."

"Now, aren't I thinking of a solution?"

Master Lu Xian responded with an ugly expression.

He never imagined that with the Seventh Prince's skills, he could be defeated so easily when facing Liu Wenzhan.

Sure enough, the Yuncang Liu family is indeed the number one family of immortal cultivators in the Yue Kingdom.

A young boy who knows how to write is so powerful.

I really don’t know how powerful Liu Yantian and Liu Yanshuang of the Yan generation are?

"In my opinion, it's better to tell the truth about what's going on here to the Holy One."

"Please ask the Holy One to send more people to support us."

"I have already secretly inquired about it before."

"Liu Wenxuan and Liu Wenyu have escorted the seventh prince back to the Liu family in Yuncang!"

"Currently, the only people in Canglong Ridge are Liu Wenzhan and some other surviving casual cultivators of the Liu family."

"As long as the Holy One sends enough manpower, we will continue to attack Canglong Ridge and capture Liu Wenzhan alive."

"When the time comes, we can exchange this for saving the Seventh Prince!"

An old man with gray hair sat on a rock and spoke slowly.

"Oh? Is what Mr. Ming said true?"

Upon hearing the old man's words, Master Luxian and others' eyes lit up.

"Did I ever joke?"

"So good."

"Although Liu Wenzhan is extremely talented, he is at the peak of the eighth level of Qi training at best!"

"Once the Holy One sends more people, with Mr. Ming's methods plus me and everyone present, it will indeed not be difficult to capture Liu Wenzhan alive."

Master Lu Xian nodded and said, feeling that the gray-haired old man's suggestion was a method worth trying.

"In that case, I will return to the palace now to report this matter to the Holy Emperor."

When the young monk in red robe saw that Master Lu and Mr. Ming had discussed a countermeasure, he did not intend to stay any longer, so he decisively turned into a stream of light and flew away.

However, he just flew away.

A huge demonic beast suddenly fell from the sky, releasing a billowing aura of evil.

The monster beast took advantage of the red-robed young monk's inattention and suddenly opened its bloody mouth, biting it into two pieces with blood splattering everywhere.

bang~

There was a muffled sound.

The monster that swallowed up the red-robed young monk in mid-air fell heavily to the ground, exploding into a burst of smoke and dust, which shocked Master Lu Xian, Mr. Ming and many other southern monks.

When the billowing smoke and dust dissipated, the group saw clearly that it was a huge golden-eyed beast, and the aura emanating from it was actually comparable to that of a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training!

At the same time, sitting cross-legged on the huge head of the golden-eyed beast was a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life.

It was none other than Liu Yanshui, who came here specially to drive out these southern monks.

"Are you all here? Just in time, one pot is ready!"