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The little guy who was held in his arms by Gu Shao’s injuries waved his tender arms and shouted.

Gu Shao hurt his finger and gently tapped the little guy's eyebrows.

This little guy who upholds his bloodline has become empty in his own fate, and he has a faint smell of jumping out of time and space.

Born along the two paths of yin and yang, adhering to the innate nature, although it has never been born extraordinary, it has a broader future that Daluo cannot peek at.

The reason why he is like a mortal child is that Gu Shao’s wounded essence and blood offset the constraints on the baby by the Hongmeng Golden List.

Although they are both bound by the Hongmeng Golden List, the strength of binding Hongmeng Taoist and Lin Meng is naturally different from the strength of binding ordinary mortals.

With Gu Shaoshang's method, it is naturally impossible to help the Hongmeng Taoist for the time being, but it is naturally possible to help his newly born son.

"Prince, he"

Gu Shao was injured behind him, and a middle-aged man standing bent and looked shocked.

Although I have long known that his prince is very mysterious, the reason why he can restore his youth is also given by the prince.

But I was still surprised to see a child falling out of thin air in the void.

With his cultivation level, it is naturally impossible to see the Yin-Yang Dao and the Chaos Light Group in the Void.

"This is my son, Ming Yu."

Gu Shaoshang teased the little guy in his arms and said casually.

Of course, he would not hide anything and would not bother to hide it. In this world, he would not care about anyone except the old person who sneaked into him.

"The prince's descendants?"

The middle-aged man was shocked and immediately knelt on the ground, his expression was excited, and his lips were squirming: "I see, the prince finally has a child!"

The middle-aged man is called Lian Yan, who is an old man from the Zhendong Palace. His ancestors have been from the Zhendong Palace for generations.

Hundreds of years ago, descendants of the old Qin people from the direct descendants were loyal.

"Okay, what's the matter with you?"

Gu Shaoshen waved his hand slightly and lifted Lian Yan up.

His essence is even beyond this universe. How can the so-called heaven be concerned about him?

"Ahhhh!"

The little guy hugged Mr. Gu's injured fingers and shook them gently.

"Go to sleep!"

Mr. Gu hurt the little guy's eyebrows gently, causing him to fall asleep.

Then he handed it to Lian Yan, who was looking down behind him.

Lian Yan took it carefully and bowed and retreated.

"Hongmeng Controller"

Gu Shaoshen pondered slightly.

His original intention to come to this world was to bring Qin Yu out of this world and become the controller of Hongmeng. Unexpectedly, by chance, Qin Yu became his child.

Naturally, he couldn't do this.

Fortunately, because the mysterious strong man was also disturbing the wind and rain, time and space were in chaos, which obviously would lead to a large number of strong men.

Maybe a solution can be found at that time.

"Prince! An old Taoist priest with fairy spirit comes outside!"

At this time, a calm voice came from afar outside the courtyard gate.

"Haha, interesting."

Gu Shao injured his sleeves and walked out of the courtyard, saying lightly:

"Call him to the front hall to see me!"

Zhendong Prince Mansion covers a huge area, and the gate is enough for ten people to walk in side by side. The purple gate is unfolded, and the door nails on it are shining cold light.

More than a dozen burly soldiers stood straight with long swords on their backs, staring at the long street not far away.

The long street is ten feet wide, and because it is close to Zhendong Wangfu, there have always been no crowds. However, many people are standing quietly at this time.

Those people were all wearing white clothes and carrying long swords. They were extraordinary in aura, but they did not have a trace of sweat flowing in the scorching sun, and their expressions were calm and they did not have a trace of expression.

Clustered by a group of white-clothed swordsmen, an old man in a blue Taoist robe stood in his hands holding a whisk.

The old man in the robe had white hair and a rosy face, but his face was as bright as a baby. His eyes were black and white, with a deep feeling of compassion, and a sense of immortality.

The soldiers of Zhendong Prince Mansion were slightly wary of making occasional passers-by stop and watch unconsciously.

"Master, as you are a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, why should you come to this remote place? You also want to take a child of an ordinary prince as your disciple?"

Behind the old man, a cold-looking young man in white frowned slightly and asked.

His body stood straight like a sword. Although his aura was not as strong as the old man, he was also a master of sword cultivator and a master of golden elixir who had survived the four or nine heavenly tribulations.

"You cannot reveal the secrets of heaven. Your cultivation is still shallow, and you do not know the wonders of cause and effect or the wonders of luck."

The old man smiled slightly, but his voice was not low, which made everyone present hear it:

"I sat on the top of Ganlong Mountain for forty-nine years. I was about to overcome the tribulation and become an immortal, but God warned me that the ancestor would still have cause and effect!"

The disciples were speechless.

My master came out of seclusion and was like a different person.

However, the Nascent Soul cultivation level dares to say that it can pass through tribulation and become an immortal, which makes the disciples feel very embarrassed.

However, no one dared to show it, and he had to speak loudly.

"The cause and effect mentioned by Master is because of this Zhendong Prince's Mansion?"

However, the young man in white behind the old Taoist asked again.

The old Taoist praised it in his heart, but with a hint of compassion on his face, he sighed: "Yes, but this Zhendong Palace has a cause and effect with the deity!"

His voice was neither slow nor low, neither high nor low, so that everyone in the nearby streets could hear it.

Everyone was curious in their hearts and didn't know what the legendary immortal had to do with the Zhendong Prince Mansion.

You should know that in legend, when a great immortal came, even if the king was treated with courtesy, he would not dare to be careless at all, and he was an unattainable person.

This legend of immortals is naturally extremely tempting to everyone.

Seeing that everyone was attracted by him, the old Taoist felt relieved and sighed: "But he said that a beloved disciple had unfortunately died hundreds of years ago."

In just a few words, the old Taoist outlined a legendary story that touched everyone's hearts.

"Is it possible that there is the reincarnation of this superior immortal's disciple in the Zhendong Palace?"

Needless to say, the people on the nearby streets all started to talk about it.

If it weren't for the soldiers who respected Zhendong Prince's Mansion, they might have exclaimed.

Step on ~

The sound of footsteps came, and a cold young man in black walked out of the door and whispered loudly: "Your Majesty, please invite me!"

Hulala ~

When the soldiers outside the gate heard this, they immediately dodged the way.

"What's going on?"

But the old Taoist frowned secretly in his heart.

Before, he used his magic power to spread throughout the Zhendong Palace and stirred everyone's mind.

I thought that the prince would not say that he would welcome him, but he would lead the crowd to welcome him, but he never expected that it would be a little soldier who came to communicate.

"Bold! A mere mortal king and prince dare to disrespect the immortals!"

The old Taoist looked slightly and his disciple jumped out and shouted loudly.

"My master is the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword in the Cultivation Realm. There are 100,000 immortal cultivators under him. You can destroy your Great Chu State with just one person! How dare your prince not come out to greet him?"

Another disciple also jumped out!

Everyone was in an uproar, and the 100,000 immortals were beyond everyone's imagination.

The people were a little frightened and unconsciously became a little awe.

The soldiers outside the Zhendong Palace changed their expressions even more. They felt a mountain-like killing sword energy, and they couldn't help but retreat and almost fell.

Even if they are all elite soldiers, how can they resist the power of cultivators?

Only the man in black who came to send the message remained unchanged and looked at the white swordsmen with no fear.

"Unreasonable!"

The Taoist Tianjian rebuked lightly, suppressed many noises, and spoke calmly: "Follow me to see you, that prince of Zhendong!"
To be continued...