The Second Empire of Yan Han, Yuzhou.

A valley.

It is surrounded by three mountains, but there is a spring and flat land in the valley, which can reclaim thousands of acres of fertile land.

As long as you build a barrier at the entrance of the valley, you will be able to get rid of the situation of tens of thousands of men. Although you cannot deal with the practitioners, the refugees and the rioters are holding hands.

At this time, in the valley named "Sujiaao", houses rose from the ground. The people of the Su family moved out of the Wuji Pearl and recruited some refugees to settle down, so that the small valley would have the meaning of peace and joy of the peach blossom springs in troubled times.

"Now that the East-West War is about to stop, the Second Empire of Yan Han may be in civil strife again. You are more than enough to defend yourself."

Zhong Shenxiu called Su Tang and Su Wei, thought for a while, and handed them the tinder box containing Melmond: "There is a spirit beast similar to Yuan Dan hidden in this iron box, and it will be the Su family's tribe-controlling beast. With this beast, as long as you keep your heart alone, you will be worry-free."

In this way, his relationship with the Su family was truly over.

"Thank you cousin."

Su Tang and Su Wei accepted it, feeling a little uneasy.

However, they found that the "Su Daozhi" is becoming more and more unfathomable, and their emotions are not reflected in their expressions, but they cannot say anything more.

"Do you know why I didn't choose other states, but I didn't go to the imperial capital Changluo to find another foundation for the Su family?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked casually.

"Maybe because Changluo is the most troublesome in the world?"

Su Wei hesitated and answered.

"That's true... In this East-West War, the Western countries were destroyed and their people were all killed. It can be said that the city gates caught fire and affected the fish in the pond. You should take it as a warning."

Zhong Shenxiu gave a few more words, then waved his hand and asked them to go down.

Immediately, he began to look at the cursed objects placed on the table in front of him.

Most of this is his gain, and the small part comes from the sharing of spoils by Emperor Guangmiao of Taiping.

The highest-grade one is probably the big black umbrella.

Zhong Shenxiu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the umbrella surface deep like a darkness condensed.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly turned black and the whole world seemed to have turned black and white.

All kinds of terrifying auras came from him.

"The seal has not been lifted yet, just contact has such a strange phenomenon?"

Zhong Shenxiu pondered for a moment: "This umbrella person may be comparable to the Dharma body, or even the corpse is scattered to the immortal..."

He also experienced its main functions that day.

The first is to open the umbrella surface and turn it into a dark area to protect it, which has a bit of invincible smell.

And the position of the tip of the umbrella can destroy everything, provided that it is to stab.

The negative effects are also quite terrible.

If the Ganarson had not been cursed by it and his spiritual sense was reduced, he would not have been easily attacked and killed with one sword.

"Although this object has a high position, it is not very useful to me. I have the light of the Nine Qing Immortals to defend against me. As for attack, it will be invalid if it does not stab the enemy. The limit is too great..."

"The terrifying negative effects brought by using them are still too terrible. It is better to send them to another world and let the incarnation pass through the tribulation..."

"Huh? No... I have already passed the third tribulation, and my original body also has signs of the fourth tribulation, and there are no disasters..."

Zhong Shenxiu quietly used the innate Bagua and began to calculate.

This time, the escape from Carleston was not a disaster.

If it is a real disaster, the lord of the sect will pay attention to him, and in this way, he will definitely die.

Zhong Shenxiu was able to escape, but it means that the sect leader did not pay attention to him or deliberately let him go, and he had his own chances, so he could not be considered a disaster.

‘So… This Western War seems to be in danger of war, but in fact I have not encountered a real life and death crisis… Even if I was hunted by that [Director], I will not really die… So, it is not considered a ‘catastrophe’?’

‘Then what are the signs that my body is about to pass the tribulation?’

‘Can’t it be that the disaster should not be in the West, but in the East?’

Zhong Shenxiu kept pinching her fingers and calculating, but her brows became tighter and tighter.

...

Outside the Sujia Valley.

A line of carriages fell from the sky, and the guards were at least supernatural monks, surrounded by a magic weapon hearse.

The car was transported with eight dragon horses, with spiritual patterns on the surface, and at the top there was a royal dragon flag, which meant that its owner was a prince.

"Your Highness the Fourth Prince, the Su family has arrived."

Next to the carriage, a little eunuch whispered.

"You go and explore the way, remember to be respectful."

The voice of the fourth prince is as jade as his voice came from the car.

His expression was quiet, but his hands were hidden in his cuffs, and his slightly trembling hands represented uneasy thoughts.

‘I didn’t expect… Mr. Shenxiu was Su Daozhi!’

The Su family moved here, and with the royal court's control over Yuzhou, they naturally learned a lot of news easily.

And Zhong Shenxiu no longer covers up anything now.

After all, his enemies are either dead or disabled.

Even though it was Zhang Guiji, the Miaozhen Lord of Qingwei Dao, who was seriously injured and fled back to the Taishang Dragon and Tiger Sect, he announced that he would close the mountain gate and ignore the matters outside.

‘How is this possible…but the worshiper said that Su Daozhi might be the reincarnation of a major cultivator…’

‘In the case of the rebellion of the eldest prince, the Su family was just a marginal character, and was implicated and almost destroyed... If this powerful man had recovered his memory at that time, nothing would have happened later.’

‘Now the royal family is in turmoil, and every bit of strength must be won.’

The fourth prince was thinking silently.

Su Daozhi was undoubtedly a hot commodity at this time.

The peak of the soul, the combat power is comparable to half a Dharma body.

The future will inevitably be the true Dharmakaya Lord!

Even if it is a corpse to escape from immortality, there may not be no hope!

And the royal family has not had a corpse immortal who belongs to them for a long time.

——As a mere prince, he naturally cannot resist the root cause of obliteration and cognitive impairment occurs.

‘Now that my father has passed away, the world is shattered, and the Nine Dragons have no master... The royal family has lost another Dharma body to worship. If I can join the prince Rasu, the throne will be between the backbone…’

The fourth prince's eyes burned with flames named Ambition.

In fact, the only two remaining Dharmakaya sacrifices in the royal family have no opinions on which of the princes will be higher.

It is roughly a group of royal souls and elixirs who are enshrined in the battle for power and profit.

Even most of the sects of practice don’t care much, but blatantly erode the territory near the sect.

Now the majesty of the Second Yan Han Empire has declined to this point.

‘There should be a hero in troubled times. If I go to power, I will work hard to get along with the sects, resist strong enemies outside, and recuperate internally. I may not be able to become the revival of a generation...’

As soon as he thought of this, the fourth prince's heart became even more intense.
Chapter completed!