"Little brother, are you awake?"

Niu Ameng opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was Liu Qi's concerned gaze.

"I……"

After shook his head, his chaotic thoughts finally returned to normal. Niu Ameng glanced at Liu Qi with gratitude and thanked him: "Thank you for help!"

Liu Qi shook his head and smiled, "If you want to thank me, thank my son. It's his intention to take care of you."

Niu Ameng struggled to sit up and found that he was not by the stove at this time, but on the couch in a quiet and elegant room. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Liu Qi seemed to see his doubts and sighed: "My young master did not want to oppress ordinary people, but you walked away in soaked clothes for a long time. Although you were not dead outside, your body was weak and tight and could not sleep on the floor of the lobby. My young master made an exception and attacked the mortals, rushed all the guests in the inn room to the lobby, and cleared out this room for you."

When Niu Ameng heard this, she couldn't help but feel more grateful and thanked her repeatedly, and she looked even more flattered.

A trace of inexplicable expression flashed in Liu Qi's eyes and said with a smile: "Little brother, the heavy rain outside has not stopped at this time. Even some houses on the edge of Niuding Town have fallen into a swamp. Fortunately, the foundation of this inn is high, so there is nothing to do for a while. You can take care of yourself here. If you have any questions, just ask the waiter of the inn directly."

Niu Ameng nodded subconsciously, but the next moment he suddenly remembered the terrible mud that devoured everything. He couldn't help but worry about the villagers in the villages and towns around Niuding Town, and said, "What should I do if the heavy rain keeps going?"

"The little brother doesn't need to worry about this matter," Liu Qi pointed to the direction of the center of Niuding Town. "According to rumors, just a while ago, the 'envoy' in Niuding Town had already left the town and went to explore the true reality of the strange swamp and storm. I believe that the results will come soon."

Niu Ameng keenly noticed that when Liu Qi mentioned the "Entertainment" in Niuding Town, there was a deep sense of disdain in his tone.

However, he did not say much, but leaned his head gently on the couch, combing through all the memories of these days, and slowly closing his eyes.

...

Qiang Zi suppressed the ecstasy and excitement in his heart, and Xu Che put the picture that had completely changed into a precious and important piece of storage jade pendant. After putting it close to his body, he began to carefully examine the article "The Art of Transforming the Spiritual Mind".

Before, he just put the scroll in the dark grid, but he never thought that such a bizarre and incredible thing would happen on this scroll that painted the childhood appearance of his ancestors, so he kept storing it as an ordinary object. Somehow, he took it out with a slight thought in his heart.

Xu Che was in a state of chaos, but he had never noticed that his prince's wife, who had already fainted, woke up at some point. She pretended to be lowered and lay on the bench with her eyebrows down. However, her eyes were always staring at the "Step Spiritual Heart" in Xu Che's hand.

...

"I'll meet Uncle Qi."

Xu Che was wearing a gorgeous and majestic python robe and dozens of cold-faced guards. The burning torches almost reflected the night sky into daylight. With a brilliant momentum, there was no sign of his previous loss of composure in the mansion.

"The prince's residence, the seventh master has now fallen asleep. Look at the residence..."

An old man who looked like a housekeeper lowered his body, his tone was full of embarrassment.

In Xu Realm, who doesn’t know the mood of Qi Master?

Not only is he a perverted person, he also kills people at every turn. The servants and maids in the Qiye Mansion almost have to be replaced with a new batch every year. Only this old housekeeper is deeply loved and has become the only old man left in the Qiye Mansion for so many years.

Xu Che's face suddenly became gloomy, and the momentum of the many years of superiors pressed towards the old housekeeper, and said coldly: "I said that I want to see Uncle Qi now."

When the old butler heard Xu Che calling himself "I Palace", he knew that it must have had an extremely important matter and never dared to be perfunctory. He responded respectfully and turned around and hurried into the inner palace.

After a while, there was still no news in the inner palace. Xu Che's expression became more and more calm. Even the servants who were waiting at the Qi Master's Mansion were trembling and were cautious when serving tea. After all, Prince Che looked very scary at this time. Everyone was afraid that the anger under the Prince's Mansion would inadvertently affect him. Therefore, every move of these people was like walking on thin ice, and they did not dare to make any mistakes.

Just as the atmosphere in the lobby of the outer mansion became colder and solemn, the old butler finally walked out of the inner mansion with several maids, ran to Xu Che all the way, lowered his body and said respectfully, "Let the prince's residence be waiting for a long time, Master Qi will come here now."

Xu Che snorted coldly and did not care about this matter. After all, Mr. Jin Qi's status is very special in Xu Realm. Even ordinary people from the Xu family royal family should be respectful to him.

"I said who it is? It turns out to be Prince Che," a somewhat lazy figure walked out of the inner palace. While yawning, he raised his eyes to look at Xu Che with a solemn expression. There was a little unhappy in his tone, "Prince Che, even if you have something important to come to find me, you don't have to rush to stop? You know, it's the Yin hour now!"

Xu Che waited for so long, and now he finally saw Jin Wuyou. His face cleared a little, and he stood up and said, "Uncle Qi, I do have some important things to ask you."

Jin Wuyou raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "The Wuzhou where you are is 12,000 miles away from my Dongqinzhou. What are the important things you have to ask about? Are you so anxious?"

Xu Che did not speak, but reached out to pick up the teacup and took a sip.

Jin Wuyou was relieved and waved his hand and ordered: "Everything goes down, keep the door tightly closed, and those who dare to eavesdrop on will be dragged down and beat them to death."

The servants and maids in the mansion all retreated, while the soldiers brought by Xu Che closed the door and kept firmly outside to ensure that even a fly could not fly in.

At this time, there were no outsiders, and the two of them became much more casual. Jin Wuyou said with a look of surprise: "Xu Che, you came to Dongqinzhou at the time of Yin and went to my mansion to disturb me to rest. Are you wanting the life of my old bone?"

Xu Che put down the teacup, looked at Jin Wuyou with a burning look, and said word by word: "Uncle Qi is not old at all, but I am here to ask for someone with Uncle Qi."

Jin Wuyou heard the seriousness in Xu Che's tone, and his expression was a little more correct, but he still said lazily: "I'll say it."

"The ancestor of the Xu family." Xu Che spitted out these four words.

As soon as these four words came out, Jin Wuyou sat upright and said with a solemn expression

: "Why are you asking about this? Who doesn't know that he is now the leader of the Shangqing Holy Sect?"

You should know that, except for that person, the rest of the Xu family, cannot be qualified at all, except for that person.

Xu Che looked inexplicably and said, "I am talking about the true ancestor, not the Lord of the Shangqing Holy Sect in Shanshan Realm."

The King of Xianyuan was disdainful of pretending to be others. After Xu Disheng passed away, he changed his name to Xianyuan and completely abandoned the name of "Soul-Suppressing Son Xu Disheng". Countless clues and the King of Xianyuan's attitude also clearly showed that he was no longer Xu Disheng, but another existence was truly.

In his previous life, he was a Bodhisattva who was high above the other side of the world, and he also attained the fruit of the world. He was a powerful heavenly power in the realm of the fruit of the world. Even if he has now been reborn in the realm of the world, how could he use other people's surnames?

Jin Wuyou shook his head and said, "This matter is a bit sensitive. Fortunately, Xu Jing is almost completely isolated from the world now, and no one deliberately investigates it. Otherwise, just by yours and us, we will bring great disasters to Xu Jing."

Xu Che was a little impatient and said, "Uncle Qi, what kind of person is the real ancestor?"

Jin Wuyou was silent for a moment, with a look of remembrance in his eyes, and murmured: "That person is still my cousin, he is... a existence I still dare not forget until now."

Back then, Xu Realm was not called Xu Realm.

In the Chu realm, the Soul-Suppressing Holy Son descended on the Yin-Yang Map, and the black and white colors swept across the heaven and earth, covering the sky and the sun.

Jin Wuyou gradually sinks into the memories of that year.

"There is no difference between right and wrong, no difference between right and wrong, no difference between good and evil. I have read countless classics over the years, but I have never seen anyone like him."

"He seems to have been very lonely and rarely laugh."

"Although everything about him in Xu Realm has completely disappeared since the existence changed its name to Xianyuan, but I..."

An unparalleled brilliance suddenly burst out from Jin Wuyou's eyes.

"I think he is still there!"

"I think he is still somewhere in this vast and vast world, looking at the world! How could a creature like him disappear so silently!?"

"How could it be!?"

"There are few old friends back then now. If you want to really understand him, go and find Sister Yu'er or Xu Qingcheng of the Xu family."

Jin Wuyou suddenly stopped talking and reached out to pick up the teacup.

Xu Che took a deep look at Jin Wuyou, who was completely different from the moment, and without saying a word, he pushed open the door and walked out.

In his heart, he was full of ecstasy.

"He must be still here! He is still watching me! This "Story of the Spiritual Heart" is the best proof!" Xu Che was filled with his heart and felt aroused, "The ancestors had overwhelmed hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Shangqing Holy Sect, swept across the same level, and their superb beauty is fascinating! Now, with this "Story of the Spiritual Heart" given by the ancestor, I, Xu Che, also want to practice successfully and become famous in all directions!"

There is a poem that says:

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The breeze roars, without thinking, sleeping in the clouds at night and memorizing thousands of actions.

Forgot your hometown, you will be unparalleled in the world, and looking back at the road is desolate.
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