Ning Ze resumed his daily cultivation, this month's teaching has been completed, he only has one class in January, and Wen Dao is not taken seriously, not to mention that it is unpopular in Wen Dao, which is why Ning Ze did not hesitate to agree to Old Master Ning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

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On the first day of junior high school, Ning Ze rushed to the children's academy, the door of the courtyard was locked, and a notice was posted on it: family sacrifice, early holiday.

Ning Ze was a little displeased when he saw it, although he was only a new master, he didn't even notify him of the holiday......

Since you are on vacation, you will naturally go home to cultivate.

Why didn't Ning Ze be notified when the Children's Academy was on vacation? Everyone was so busy that they really forgot about this new master.

Ning Ze rode the white deer, he didn't pay attention when he came, and now he found that the Hou Mansion was full of people, all of them were beaming, and he understood after a little thought, the children of the Ning family from all over the country have come back for the New Year, and the New Year is approaching.

His previous appointment with Ren Xiao is not far away......

Ning Ze returned to Zexuan, changed into a martial arts uniform, and cultivated the Qiankun hand in the courtyard, in the past few months, the cultivation of the Qiankun hand has not stopped, and the assassination of the soul not only made Ning Ze deeply understand the importance of qi path cultivation, but also made him realize his own shortcomings, once the whip left his hand, he had no power to fight back.

Yin Lao's transmission of the Fa is like sending charcoal in the snow, he naturally cherishes it incomparably, and practices diligently.

Ning Ze closed his eyes and concentrated, as usual, first felt a little aura in his heart, this is his little insight in the auspicious cloud stream, is the cloud is fog, as this bit of aura is deeper and deeper, he and the cloud are getting closer and closer, as if as long as his heart moves, the cloud will rise......

Ning Ze raised his arms, bent his fingers, and hugged his hands weakly, and the water qi in Ze Xuan converged towards his chest, turning into an air mass like clouds and mist, and the air mass became larger and larger, enveloping Ning Ze in it and losing his figure......

Ning Ze began to dance his hands according to the mantra, his arms seemed to be slow and fast, his feet were lost, his body shape was uncertain, and from a distance, he saw a cloud of clouds and mist, which was extremely strange, this is his current Qiankun hand, which has evolved in an unknown direction......

"Grandma, that little brother is so fun, is he playing clouds?"

"Little Miss, don't underestimate this young man, although his cultivation is low, he has understood the meaning of the law, he is really a genius......"

"Grandma, Fayi? Isn't that grandpa's? It seems that you don't have any feelings?"

"Little Miss, the old body cultivation is shallow, how dare you compare with the patriarch?"

"Grandma, grandpa asked you to take me out to learn the wisdom of the human race, what are you bringing me here for?"

"In a few days, the Ning clan will have a big sacrifice, and then the little lady will be able to see the big clan sacrifice, it is really rare to see in a hundred years, just now the old body felt that there was a fluctuation of the law, so I took you over to take a look. ”

"Let's go...... then," said the two of them, disappearing from the rooftop.

Ning Ze didn't feel the slightest feeling about this, he finished practicing Qiankun hands, went back to the house to meditate and practice qi, fifty-one drops of true yuan had been completed, and he was one step closer to the later stage of foundation building, he was more motivated to practice qi, except for eating and practicing boxing, the rest of the time was practicing qi, he slept once every three days, and it would not exceed two hours at a time, and he was desperate.

Day after day, Ning Ze lived a semi-secluded life, and as he practiced penance day by day, his qi path cultivation slowly and steadily increased, and the Qiankun hand became more mysterious.

His hard work also drove Ning Yu and Ning Zhu, and Ning Yu was in retreat in addition to teaching martial artists.

Ning Ze also clearly remembered that when he invited Ning Zhu to come to Zexuan to practice qi, Ning Yu's gloom and loss, he was metallic, and Haizhu was not only useless to him, but also harmful......

How could Ning Ze not understand his brother's depression and loss, but he was powerless about it, the big demon Neidan, with their financial resources and strength, could not get it, he silently promised in his heart at that time that he must help his younger brother get the gold system Neidan.

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Ning Zhu, who was sitting opposite Ning Ze and practicing qi, was surrounded by blue light, and his head was empowered with water and qi......

Ning Ze stopped practicing his qi and looked at it quietly......

The breath is calm, and when he opens his eyes in the braids, he grins and ......

"Seventh brother, seventh brother...... I've broken through, I've broken through to Zhuji!" he jumped and jumped around Ning Ze, and he was so happy......

"Congratulations to Brother Zhuan!" Ning Zezhen was happy for him, Ning Zhu was only ten years old when he arrived at the foundation building, and his future was bright.

"Haha...... Thanks to the Haizhu ......"

"Seventh brother, it's almost the New Year, why don't you decorate Zexuan?" Ning Zhu said dissatisfied.

"I never ask about these things, naturally my mother and Liu Ru arrange them. ”

Ning Jian listened, a little sad, he only has one relative, his grandmother, and now the seventh brother is also one.

Ning Ze patted Ning Zhu and told him not to be upset......

"Seventh brother, what do you think I envy you the most?" Ning Zhu's eyes were full of stars.

"What? Is it white?" Ning Ze couldn't read.

"You have a glory order, you can enter the ancestral hall after a hundred years, but my parents do not have this qualification, their tablet is only for me to worship......" He was sad again.

Ning Ze felt how awkward it sounded.

"I will also redouble my efforts, and I will enter the ancestral hall like Seventh Brother in the future," Ning clenched his fists and declared with a firm face.

Ning Ze really wanted to say, can you not mention me to the ancestral hall again.

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There were still four days left in the New Year, and Ning Ze's cultivation life was broken......

"Seventh Prince, this is the sacrificial dress for you to participate in the Great Sacrifice...... a white-clothed deacon held a white linen robe, a hemp rope, and a pair of straw sandals in front of Ning Ze with both hands.

Ning Ze was a little surprised, in addition to the patriarch, the sacrificial hemp robe was also qualified to be worn by the clan elders, and the other clansmen were all wearing formal dresses for worship, how could they give him this costume?

"Did you send it by mistake, I wore ceremonial clothes for sacrifices in previous years," Ning Zechi asked.

The deacon of the sacrificial courtyard asked Ning Ze, "Do you have a glorification order?"

"Yes," Ning Ze replied with a nod.

"That's right, the one who holds the Glory Order, for the glory of the Lord, has a great contribution to the family, worships the ancestors with the patriarch behind him, before the clan elders, this is the ancestral teaching, this kind of great sacrifice once in a hundred years, many clansmen don't know about it, only our sacrificial courtyard sacrifices are familiar with this family motto. ”

Ning Ze suddenly, so it was.

"I don't know how many Glory Lords there are in the family?" Ning Ze was a little curious.

The deacon thought for a moment and replied, "In the past hundred years, the family has issued twenty-four Orders of Glory, thirteen of them have passed away, and the Thirteen Orders of Glory have been withdrawn, and now there are only eleven Orders including you. ”

The deacon thought for a moment and added, "In the last hundred years, there are still three old lords alive. ”

The deacon told Ning Ze that on the day of the sacrifice, he would be present at the time, and he only needed to wear the sacrificial clothes and hold the glory order, and naturally the deacon of the sacrificial courtyard would be responsible for leading him.

"It turns out that this sacrifice is a centennial sacrifice...... "Ning Ze understood, no wonder Tong Academy had an early holiday, and Ning Zhu said that the sacrifice was ......

That night, the family informed the Ning clan to fast for three days and prepare for the family sacrifice.

Ning Ze also stopped practicing, bathed and fasted, and purified his heart.

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