Xuan Rui Shangjun said: "No need for politeness. Although you have just woken up completely, the memories of the blood inheritance of the Taixuan Red Butterfly clan have long been imprinted in your soul. From then on, you will be the Taishang Lingshou."

Hong Shang looked slightly at the beautiful young man wearing a mysterious black Taoist robe again, with a cold expression on his face and said, "I have met Taishang Yuanjun."

She was born with spiritual cultivation in the Yuanshen Peak realm, so she could see that Xu Disheng was still in the Yuanshen realm at this time, and this was not surprising.

only……

The next moment, Xu Disheng's body shattered inch by inch, turned into light and shadows in the sky and disappeared, leaving only a cold voice: "Is Hongshang? Just come straight to the Taishang Temple to find me."

Hong Shang's expression changed significantly for the first time. Obviously, she never thought that this was just a clone condensed by Taishang Yuanjun.

But his cultivation level at the Yuanshen Peak Realm had not even seen through a clone, which made Hong Shang feel a little dissatisfied in his extremely proud heart.

Hongchang had long been born in the Taixuan Spiritual Realm, but she had never been designated as a spiritual servant and had not fully awakened. However, she herself knew clearly that she had extremely rare and precious companion lights among the Taixuan Red Butterfly clan. Only after being designated as a spiritual servant can it be fully displayed. Before this, they were all self-deprecating, so she was not selected by the other spiritual creatures before.

Xuan Rui Shangjun glanced at Hong Shang deeply, and his figure also turned into pure Taixuan spiritual power and slowly dissipated, melting into the world of the Taixuan Spirit Realm.

Hong Shang pursed her lips and picked out a colorful light. The light changed into a light and shadow horse. As the bright light danced, the girl turned straight to the horse, and a pair of white barefoots swayed gently on the left side of the horse. The light and shadow horse's four hooves were windy, and the next moment it rushed rapidly in one direction.

"Taishang Taoist Temple? The Taixuan Ling Realm is so vast. Although I don't know where it is, I can just go after that breath."

Hong Shang murmured, sensed the residual aura of Xu Disheng's clone when it dissipated, and identified a general direction, then drove the light and shadow horse and turned into a dazzling rainbow, crossing the sky of the Taixuan Ling Realm.

It is very simple to define the Taixuan Red Butterfly clan as a spiritual servant. As long as a spiritual creature uses its own spiritual power to completely awaken it. Previously, Xuan Rui Shangjun used a trace of the breath of Xu Disheng, the clone, to completely transform Hongchang. There was already a trace of breath connection between him and Xu Disheng. Therefore, it was not difficult for Hongchang to find the direction where Xu Disheng was through the breath of spiritual power.

...

"Stop fighting, please stop fighting, please fight, if you continue fighting, your wife will die!"

The embroidered woman knelt on the ground and cried in tears, hugging Xu Che's legs tightly, and tears rolled down.

Xu Che was like an angry tiger at this time, wearing a gorgeous and noble python robe, kicked the embroiderer away, paced back and forth in the hall a few steps, blue veins swelling around his neck, gritting his teeth and saying hatefully: "Continue to beat her! Beat her to death!"

The soldier holding the wooden stick looked cold and solemn. After receiving the order, he raised the wooden stick in his hand high again and hit the bottom fiercely.

"ah!"

The young woman's screams were heard throughout the hall. All the maids and servants looked unbearable, but no one dared to say more. Only the embroidered lady was still kneeling on the ground and begging to Xu Che, who looked red.

A petite young woman lying on the bench, her skirt is gorgeous and exquisite, and she obviously has a noble identity.

At this time, his buttocks were covered in blood and blood, and the fragments of his clothes and the rolled wounds were tangled together. The soldier holding the wooden stick received the order from the prince's residence and did not dare to show any mercy to him.

Xu Che looked at the young woman who was almost fainting, but he was still unhappy and walked forward in person, raised his boots, and kicked the young woman in the head without any hesitation.

The young woman screamed again, and the many luxurious hair accessories on her head were kicked into pieces by the kick. Her head tilted and she completely fainted, not knowing life and death.

The soldier stopped the wooden stick and looked at Xu Che with inquiring eyes.

Obviously, given the current situation of the prince's wife, if she continues to fight, she may be worried about her life. Although the prince's residence said to beat him to death, who knows whether the executioner, who was the one who executed, would become an unlucky ghost afterwards?

Sure enough, Xu Che hesitated for a moment and waved his hand: "Let's go down."

The soldier showed a look of gratitude on his face. After bowing, he retreated with his body.

The other maids also bowed respectfully to Xu Che and left the hall one by one.

Only the embroidered lady was still kneeling on the ground. She was crying and couldn't breathe. Seeing that the soldier finally stopped, she struggled to climb forward, holding the young woman's already hanging head, and cried, "Miss, why are you so miserable, my lady!"

Seeing this, Xu Che's anger rose again, and he jumped up and kicked the embroiderer.

However, he subconsciously used martial arts in his rage. How could an ordinary person, an embroiderer, bear it? He was kicked and his legs were cut off, blood gushed out, and he flew several feet away and smashed hard on the mural on one side.

"This bitch is taking advantage of my hard work in the imperial city," Xu Che walked forward, looked down at the embroidered lady who lost her legs and was wailing in pain. "He actually dared to have an affair with his servants, and was picked up and played with him naked, and even became pregnant with an unknown bastard!"

The embroidered lady's breath became weaker and weaker. Because she lost too much blood, her consciousness was already a little blurred, but she still struggled and said in a trembling voice: "Criminal... I spare my wife this... this time, the prince's residence will be gone to the imperial city for several years. Madam... in her prime, how can she bear it? This is... this is human nature..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Che directly kicked his head to pieces and completely lost his life.

Xu Che turned his head and looked at the petite young woman who fainted, and the flames of anger in her heart could no longer be curbed.

Who would have thought that this stunning beauty who was regarded as forbidden by her as a forbidden man, took advantage of her hard work and had an affair with several strong and handsome servants while she was going to the imperial city to practice hard. Because of her petite body, she was picked up by several people and played with her at the same time. In the end, she became pregnant with a bastard of unknown who she was. She even pestered herself to fulfill her family when she just returned, trying to disguise her as the bloodline of the Xu family and try to give her a life!

As an extremely noble prince, how could he endure such a great humiliation?

He did not dare to make any statement about this matter at all. After all, there is a saying that family scandals should not be made public. If this matter is really spread, then Xu Che's face will be completely lost and the prince's majesty will not be left.

With a ruthless expression, Xu Che patted his hands gently.

Several black-armored guards flashed in and said respectfully in unison: "I have seen Prince Che!"

Xu Che said coldly: "Punish all the maids and servants in the hall just now, and all the three tribes will be left without leaving any one."

"yes!"

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Che started again

He said, "Wait, after this matter, you will stop it yourself. Each person... receives ten spirit stones in advance to deal with the aftermath."

"yes."

These people are all dead soldiers who were trained by Xu Che for a large amount of resources. They knew very clearly that in the Xu realm, the royal family of the Xu family will never be disobeyed. If you talk about it in detail, ten spirit stones... are really not a small number.

Standing alone in a messy hall, Xu Che walked slowly to a mural and pressed a very secret secret wall.

Crack.

After taking out a yellowed scroll, Xu Che's face calmed down and spread it carefully.

This is a portrait of a boy about eight or nine years old.

Although the scroll has long turned yellow, the boy's expression and appearance are still vivid, showing the artist's extremely profound skills.

Xu Che looked at the boy with a look of admiration and a little fanatical look, murmured: "This portrait paints the true appearance of his ancestors when they were young. His ancestors used their strength to overwhelm the heroes and were named the Son of Shangqing, which was famous all over the world! This is the style that my Xu family should have! It's a pity that since his ancestors, there has been no one with spiritual roots in the Xu family."

Although the boy was young, his eyebrows were covered with cold eyes and his eyes were filled with indifferent eyes, as if he included everything in the world. Ordinary people would be deeply addicted to it at a glance and could not extricate themselves.

Xu Che was already tired of the Xu family's struggle for power and profit. Over the years, his only hope was to truly cultivate mysteries. Although there were countless treasures in the Xu realm, the Xu family's royal family had never had a person with the third-grade Taoist vein, let alone the three spiritual root sequences.

The breeze entered the hall and brushed across the fingertips.

The past was completely overturned in the midst of the struggle.

The boy on the scroll slowly dissipated, and the appearance of a cold boy gradually appeared.

Xu Che was shocked and looked at the incredible thing tightly, his eyes full of shock.

The boy's appearance was extremely blurry and he couldn't see it clearly. He was just a contour.

Xu Che's hands trembled a little, but suddenly, as if they were blessed to the heart, he placed the scroll respectfully on the table. He knelt on the ground with a "thump" sound, sobbed and sobbed and said, "But the ancestors showed their magical powers? Ancestors! Ancestors, give me cultivation mysteries! Ancestors! Ancestors, give me cultivation mysteries! Aspire to the ancestors! A spiritual roots!"

There was a gathering of spiritual light on the scroll, and a moment later a classic was formed and slowly landed in front of Xu Che.

"The Art of Transforming the Spiritual Mind".

Taixuan Ling Realm, Taishang Taoist Temple.

"The immortal arts, time and space, can be used in one realm by using old things, and the east realm may have great use in the future."

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Chapter completed!