Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters live up to Shaohua
"Cough... cough cough..."
In a wilderness in the East China Sea of Dasu, Shen Wenze, covered in skin and flesh, fell out of the void while coughing blood.
The talisman chain not only bruised his flesh, but also broke his bones and injured his organs.
If he had used the power of the Holy Breath for a few more breaths at night, his life would have been lost.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all!" Shen Wenze looked in the direction of the Su Imperial Capital and beat his chest.
A total of five holy breath powers are sealed in his body, which is a life-saving means given to every head of the Shen family by the saint ancestor of the Shen family.
This life-saving means will be gone once it is used, and the Holy Ancestor will not grant it again unless it makes a significant contribution to the family.
And he...
Poor decision-making resulted in the death of nearly seven hundred outstanding young disciples, including the most important person to be cultivated as the next head of the family.
He also lost the Xuanming Armor.
He also allowed eight people to reach the Star Reaching Realm and four powerful people in the Destruction Realm to be killed in battle one after another.
The most shameful thing is that he also made the Shen family wanted.
Since the founding of the Shen family, this is the first time that someone has been wanted. As the head of the family, he is the first of its kind.
The more Shen Wenze thought about it, the darker his face became. He couldn't help feeling frightened, and he was a little afraid to go home. He felt that if he reported these "glorious deeds" at the Holy Ancestor Peak, the Holy Ancestors would definitely slap him.
"Hold!"
Thinking of slapping his mouth, Shen Wenze suddenly turned black and swore, because both sides of his cheeks were still burning and swollen from being slapped by Zhang Xiaozu.
"Ah..." Shen Wenze was so angry that he looked up to the sky and roared.
The head of the Shen family was slapped in the face by his nephew in public, and was pushed to the ground and beaten violently. He felt that he had no face to see anyone.
"Ahem..."
Anger struck his heart, adding to his injuries, causing him to cough up several large mouthfuls of blood.
But the anger in his heart was still hard to calm down, so he roared towards Xiesi in the imperial capital: "Little bastard, one day I will cut you into pieces and wash away the shame! I...will come back again! Cough..."
However, when he thought of the extremely high reward amount Zhang Xiaozu had placed on him, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart. Without enough time to recover from his injuries, he hurriedly jumped into the air and fled eastward.
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"Thank you for your kindness in protecting the Zhang family!" Zhang Xiaozu led Su Hanlin to the quiet side room of the main hall, then bowed to the ground and thanked the saint for his grace.
He was really grateful for Su Hanlin's protection. Otherwise, his family would be fleeing somewhere now.
Su Hanlin waved his hand and said: "It is the prince's decision to protect the Zhang family, not mine. If you want to thank you, just thank the prince. I am old and it is time to abdicate."
Zhang Xiaozu was startled for a moment when he heard this, and then he bowed his hands in the direction of the palace and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, too!"
"Do you think I'm saying good things to the prince, so that's why I said this?" Su Hanlin looked at Zhang Xiaozu seriously.
Without waiting for Zhang Xiaozu's answer, he shook his head and continued: "It is indeed the prince's decision to protect the Zhang family, and I can tell you clearly that if the prince makes the opposite decision, I will respect his decision."
Zhang Xiaozhu's expression was slightly stiff, because Su Hanlin's words were too straightforward and made him feel uncomfortable.
But he also knew in his heart that protecting the Zhang family was indeed a very dangerous decision for Dasu.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is a decision that bets on the fate of the country and the fate of the Su family.
Therefore, even if Su Hanlin refuses to protect the Zhang family, Zhang Xiaozu can completely understand.
His gratitude to Su Hanlin will not diminish because Su Hanlin said these words that made his ears uncomfortable.
"I hope that one day I will be able to attain the Great Dao and protect Da Su as I repay my kindness!" Zhang Xiaozhu said sincerely.
If others treat him sincerely, he will treat him sincerely. This is his consistent code of conduct.
"Hey..." Su Hanlin put his hands behind his back, sighed, and said a little lonely, "Brother Zhang is gone, and I will leave soon. Many old generals have also left one after another. Our era is really
It’s about to end, I’m so reluctant to let it go!”
This heroic sigh made Zhang Xiaopou unable to help but feel a sense of reluctance and helpless sadness.
"But..." Su Hanlin suddenly became energetic again, his eyes shot out two rays of infinite hope, and he said in an enthusiastic tone: "What makes me happy is that your era has begun, and you are far better than us back then.
I believe that under your leadership, Dasu will be able to go even better and further, brilliantly!"
He raised his hand and patted Zhang Xiaopou heavily on the shoulder, encouraging him: "Young man, work hard and fight hard, the road ahead is unstoppable!"
"I will live up to His Majesty's expectations!" Zhang Xiaozhu's words were sonorous, and he felt a rush of energy and hot blood rushing through his body.
"You must live up to your time!" Su Hanlin smiled, calmed down his emotional mood, and then changed the subject and asked: "You asked me to come over, what did you say? Did Brother Zhang leave anything to me before he left?
?”
"Grandpa left suddenly and didn't have time to say anything." Zhang Xiaozu said with a sad expression.
In fact, if Butcher Zhang's soul lamp hadn't been extinguished, he wouldn't have believed that Butcher Zhang was dead. Even if the soul lamp was extinguished, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"That's such a pity." Su Hanlin sighed.
Zhang Xiaozhu took out a jade vase from the Xumi mustard seeds, and then in front of Su Hanlin's eyes, he drew two drops of Wutong tears into the jade vase, handed them to Su Hanlin and said: "There will not be much left of the Wutong tears.
I can give your majesty two drops, but I hope your majesty won’t dislike it.”
In order to repay Chilong for saving his life in the ruins, he gave Chilong almost all of the Wutong Tears he had left to save Butcher Zhang, leaving only a bigger fist.
Then he distributed one drop to each of Zhou Jianlai and others to save his life in times of crisis, so there really wasn't much left.
Su Hanlin's eyes widened in shock, and he took the jade bottle in astonishment. After being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "You don't have much left. It makes me want to beat you."
Wutong Tears can be described as having very few words left. He has a completely nouveau riche look, and anyone who hears it will be greedy and want to beat them up.
"With these two drops of Wutong Tears, I can survive for a little longer. Thank you very much!" Su Hanlin happily put away the jade bottle, and then asked in confusion: "Why didn't you exchange with that person just now?"
"Because I only have one drop of Wutong Tear, which can only be exchanged with Shen Wenze's head, I can only exchange it with that person quietly."
"Haha, that's it." Su Hanlin suddenly realized it and thought to himself: "No wonder that person left so simply. It turned out that he secretly communicated with this kid and agreed on other trading times."
"I can't see through that man's cultivation. You have to be more careful when dealing with him." Su Hanlin frowned and reminded.
"Um"
"Although treasures of the same level as Wutong Tears are priceless, those that can increase life span, such as Wutong Tears, longevity fruit, etc., are much more valuable to immortal cultivators than other types.
's treasure.
Therefore, your drop of Wutong Tears is very likely to attract some unborn old guys, or even ancient saints who may exist like fossils, so you have to be careful."
"Ancient Saint?!" Zhang Xiaozu asked in surprise.
"Why do you think the Chuanshi sect and aristocratic family are called 'Chuanshi'?"
"Could it be that they all have ancient saints sitting in charge?!"
"Yes." Su Hanlin nodded affirmatively to Zhang Xiaopou and said, "You need to be careful, but you don't need to be too afraid.
These old immortals are restricted by the laws of heaven and dare not use their original power unless they are forced into a desperate situation of life and death.
Because they are all existences that should not exist. Once discovered by Heaven, they will be obliterated.
Therefore, the fighting power of these immortals is only so much, and many of them are not even as good as the saints in this world."
"This world?"
"They are saints who have become saints under today's heaven, such as Wei Ziyi and the old Zen Master Wanxiang."
Zhang Xiaozu nodded understandingly and said with a smile: "I wonder if there are any old immortals in the Shen family who need Wutong Tears. It would be great if Shen Wenze could die in the hands of their ancestors."
"Boy, you don't really think the Shen family is so easy to mess with, do you?" Su Hanlin said with a dumb smile.
"Your Majesty, how do you think they will deal with us next?"
"The Saint is overthrown!"
"..." Zhang Xiaozu felt his breath suffocated, and said with an ugly face: "Otherwise, I'd better go out and hide."
He is not afraid of the army approaching the territory, but the saint approaching the territory is too frightening.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Su Hanlin suddenly exuded an aura of looking down on the world, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not afraid that there will be more of them coming, I'm just afraid that there will be fewer of them coming.
I once told your grandfather that I wanted to kill the saint, but it was a pity that he took a step ahead and could not see my majestic appearance.
What a pity, what a pity..."
Zhang Xiaozu was stunned as he looked at Su Hanlin's leaving figure, and was frightened by the word "Slaying the Saint" in his mind.
"Oh, by the way." Su Hanlin walked to the door and suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Your husband came back yesterday. I think she...is a bit...a bit...it just feels like something has changed, but I can't tell the specifics."
Something has changed, maybe something happened in the ruins? Do you know?"
Zhang Xiaozhu was shocked when he heard this, but did not show it on his face. He responded: "Maybe it's because of the improvement in cultivation, and the aura is different from before."
Only he and Qi Yoyo knew about Su Jin's changes. He did not dare to tell Su Hanlin the truth for fear that Su Hanlin would treat Su Jin as a monster.
"After I finish all my business at home, I will go visit my husband again."
"Um"
"Your Majesty, I will boldly ask you, if the prince refuses to protect the Zhang family, what will you do?"
"Then I can only send you to a safe place in my private capacity to ensure that the Zhang family continues to enjoy peace and prosperity.
Brother Zhang is loyal and righteous to me, if I betray his loyalty, I will never have the honor to see him when I go down there."
Zhang Xiaozu sent Su Hanlin away. When he arrived at the door, he saw Taoist Qinglian helping a pale old Taoist walk in.
There were blood stains on Lao Dao's chest and clothes, as if he had been seriously injured.
"Senior sister, what happened? Who is this senior?" Zhang Xiaozu quickly stepped forward to ask.
Qinglian Taoist glared at Zhang Xiaopeng and said: "Why don't you go and pay homage to the master uncle?"
