Chen Hao did not take over the past Amitabha Sutra that Hong Yi took out, but said with a smile: "You should keep this technique yourself. I will only practice the two pieces given to me by the immortal master."

Hong Yi said: "Maybe the two exercises given to Brother Yang by that senior are very powerful, but this Amitabha Sutra in the past is not bad. It is an incredible treasure for cultivating souls. You will not have a weak period after experiencing the thunder tribulation."

In this world, becoming a ghost immortal queen has to overcome the thunder tribulation. The thunder tribulation requires nine times. Each time you pass the tribulation, your strength will be several times stronger, but the thunder tribulation you encounter will be stronger every time.

Every time a ghost immortal passes through a thunder tribulation, he will have another period of weakness. At least it will take a year of cultivation to get out of the period of weakness.

Everyone has this kind of weakness, including Meng Shenji, the world's number one master at this time.

In the past, the Amitabha Sutra could not allow the soul of the cultivation of the law to be weak, and it was definitely a treasure house of the world.

But Chen Hao still looked down upon him. He smiled gently and waved his hand at the table, and saw two exquisite jade tablets on the table where there were originally only tea sets.

"Is this?" Hong Yi asked after taking a look at the jade plaque.

Chen Hao said: "This is a martial arts jade plaque, and each jade plaque is burned with a martial art."

"Are you burning the two exercises that the senior gave to Brother Yang in this?" Hong Yi asked.

Chen Hao nodded and said, "That's right."

"It's really mysterious!" Hong Yi exclaimed. He had never heard of this kind of magic technique that burned the martial arts in the small jade tablets before. It is inevitable that he could feel a little novel when he first saw it today.

Chen Hao said: "Brother Hong, put the jade token at the center of your eyebrows and you will see the content of the martial arts inside."

"Brother Yang is probably inappropriate. This is passed on to you by that senior. How can I read it at will?" Hong Yi shuddered.

Chen Hao said: "The immortal master passed on my martial arts to let me spread his Taoist tradition. It is passed on to others and to Brother Hong. What's wrong with this?"

"Besides, what are you and my brothers doing so? You can hand over the Amitabha Sutra to me. Why can't I pass these two skills to you?"

"Don't talk nonsense with you and my brothers. If you think I am a brother, just accept these two exercises."

"Okay, since Brother Yang said that, I will accept it." After Hong Yi said that, he picked up a jade token and placed it on his forehead. A mysterious text immediately spread into his mind...

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Wu Wen Hou Mansion.

At this moment, a man in brocade clothes and purple gold crown was sitting on the big chair in the main hall of the Hou Mansion.

This man's temples were slightly gray and his hands were pressed on the armrests of the big chair. He was as white as jade and spotless, giving people a feeling of mastering infinite power.

When this person sits, he is intimidating and majestic, making people unable to face him, so he can only bow his head obediently.

He is the real owner of the entire Wuwen Marquis Mansion, Wuwen Marquis Hong Xuanji, the country stone pillar of the court, and the Martial Saint of the Daqian Dynasty.

Next to Hong Xuanji, his eldest wife Zhao Wan'er stood. At this moment, Zhao Wan'er was furious, obviously extremely angry.

In front of the couple, the guard leader was kneeling down, Zhao Han, whose arms were cut off, and the masters who followed Mrs. Zhao to Hongyi's courtyard.

Now Zhao Han's blood has been stopped and his face is extremely pale, as if a breeze can blow him down, but he still gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground.

"Is it really a Martial Saint?" Hong Xuanji said lightly. His voice gave people a very steady feeling, as if a mountain collapsed in front of him, his face would remain calm and his heart would not be beating.

The leader of the guard replied: "Qi Zhu, the great man who came to the Marquis's mansion with the 14th prince is definitely the Martial Saint."

The masters who followed Mrs. Zhao to Hongyi's courtyard also nodded.

"Marty, don't ask, this person's strength will definitely die of the Martial Saint." Zhao Wan'er said angrily.

"Yes!" Hong Xuanji nodded lightly, and then ordered Zhao Han and others: "You guys go down first."

"Yes, Marquis." After hearing Hong Xuanji's words, Zhao Han and the others did not dare to delay for a moment, and immediately walked out of the hall.

As soon as Zhao Han and the others left, Zhao Wan'er stopped standing. She sat on a chair on the right and said to Hong Xuanji: "Xuanji, I have always said to kill that evil seed. You always don't. Now I know, that evil son is just a ungrateful wolf. After he flattered the fourteenth prince, he dared to show my face."

She said and frowned again, and said, "The 14th Prince said that he was released because you made any suggestions to the emperor. Is this true?"

Hong Xuanji nodded and said, "This matter is true. The 14th Prince was released because of my relationship."

"Why do you do this?" Zhao Wan'er asked.

"Haha, Wan'er, don't worry, you have to change your personality." Hong Xuanji smiled at Zhao Wan'er, then stood up from the stool, and said slowly: "Wan'er, do you know Wusheng, the two cults of Vacuum?"

Zhao Wan'er nodded and said, "Of course I know that they have developed rapidly in the south in recent years and have millions of believers."

Hong Xuanji said in a deep voice: "Do you know who is behind the two religions?"

Zhao Wan'er said: "It is said that the head of Wusheng Sect is Wusheng Laomo, while the head of Zhenkong Sect is Zhenkong Taoist. Both of them are ghost immortals."

"A mere ghost immortal is nothing!" Hong Xuanji said: "Their real backer is the prince."

"Crown Prince?" Zhao Wan'er couldn't help but be surprised. She asked, "Why is the prince entangled with the people of these two sects?"

Hong Xuanji said: "This is no longer a mess. The prince is the leader of the two sects. All of this was instructed by him!"

"Does he want to usurp the throne?" Zhao Wan'er's voice was a little urgent. Her eldest son Hong Xi has been getting involved with the prince and is the prince's right-hand assistant. If the prince fails to usurp the throne, her eldest son will definitely be implicated, and maybe they will also implicate the entire Hong family.

Hong Xuanji heard the trembling sound in Zhao Wan'er's tone, and he said, "What's the hurry? As long as I'm here, the sky will not collapse."

"I'm worried about Xi'er!" Zhao Wan'er sighed.

"Don't worry, you won't be involved. The emperor understands me, and I understands the emperor too." Hong Xuanji said.

Zhao Wan'er said: "The emperor now knows the prince's background. Will he depose the prince?"

Hong Xuanji: "No, the prince has not crossed the emperor's bottom line yet, and the emperor will not move the prince. The emperor is just going to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, and knock on the prince to make him more stable in the future."

"And the twelfth prince and the fourteenth prince are the chess pieces that the emperor beats the prince. This is my plan to the emperor."

Zhao Wan'er frowned and said, "Anyone can go when they knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, why did she let the deposed 14th prince go too?"
Chapter completed!