Is this ordinary-looking old man a certain ancestor of our Changsheng Palace?
Wu Hao and others' bodies softened and fell directly to the ground.
There is only one person who can make the core elders of the Punishment Hall so awe-inspiring.
As an inner disciple, Wu Hao naturally knows some secrets. Although there are many ancestors in the Changsheng Palace, the core elders of the Punishment Palace are strong. In addition to respecting the Holy Lord, there are only the strongest ancestors.
Niu Quanfu is the disciple of a certain Supreme Patriarch. How is this possible?
Everyone froze, their faces full of horror and disbelief.
"Master...Master."
Niu Quanfu himself was dumbfounded. In his eyes, the status of the elders of the Punishment Hall was almost the same as that of the Holy Lord. However, the superior core elder actually called his master the ancestor. The amount of information was too great, and Niu Quanfu could not accept it for a while.
Chu Wentian signaled the elders of the Punishment Hall to deal with the matter quickly: "Get to the bottom of it and put a stop to this unhealthy trend."
"Yes." The core elder immediately clasped his fists and saluted.
The elder waved his hand gently, and sealed Wu Hao and others, and took them to the Punishment Hall to deal with them according to the rules.
"Ancestor, please spare your life!"
"Brother Niu, we were wrong."
"I shouldn't be greedy for small profits, and I shouldn't bully Brother Niu. I ask the ancestors and elders to show mercy."
Everyone begged for mercy, and some people were so frightened that they lost control of their urine and turned pale.
In the blink of an eye, the core elders took Wu Hao and others away.
"I'll let you see the joke."
Chu Wentian felt a little ashamed.
"Although this matter is small, over time it will shake the foundation of the Changsheng Palace. If it is dealt with as soon as possible, it will not be a bad thing for the Changsheng Palace."
Xu Changge said.
"Concerning the matter about the Saint, Changsheng Palace will give you a satisfactory answer. Please don't hold grudges."
Chu Wentian came to intercede.
Everything that happened yesterday convinced Chu Wentian that Xu Changge was the descendant of Emperor Haotian. With this background, Chu Wentian respected Xu Changge a little more than before.
Chu Wentian was afraid that the senior officials of Changsheng Palace would not handle the matter properly, so he came forward in person and wanted to talk to Xu Changge first.
"Senior Chu, don't worry. If I want to have a grudge with Changsheng Palace, I will not let Qing'er become a saint, nor will I delay leaving until now."
Xu Changge has very deep feelings for a few people in the Changsheng Palace, and it is difficult to let them go.
However, some people in Changsheng Palace originally wanted to treat Liu Qing'er as a puppet, and even wanted to find a suitable Taoist companion for Liu Qing'er. Xu Changge must investigate this matter.
"This child's character still needs to be sharpened."
Chu Wentian glanced at Niu Quanfu and changed the topic. After hearing Xu Changge's words, the stone in Chu Wentian's heart was finally put down, and there was no need to keep hanging on.
"This brother of mine still needs Senior Chu to teach me with all his heart."
Xu Changge pointed out the relationship between Niu Quanfu and himself, which was a signal to Chu Wentian.
"I have accepted such a disciple in my life, don't worry! Even if you don't tell me, I will teach this child well and teach him everything I have learned in my life."
Chu Wentian heard the meaning of Xu Changge's words and expressed his feelings.
"That's the best." Xu Changge smiled and nodded.
Xu Changge turned around and looked at Niu Quanfu, and found that Niu Quanfu was still in a dazed state, as if in a dream.
Brother Niu, if you treat me sincerely for a few months, I will give you a fortune. How far you can go in the future depends on your own ability.
Xu Changge handed Niu Quanfu to Chu Wentian, turned around and left, heading to the inner hall for the appointment.
The Changsheng Palace, a courtyard in the inner hall, is full of spiritual grass, and ancient Taoist rhymes are carved everywhere in the sky.
Xu Feng was sitting in an ancient pavilion, with magical fairy tea and fragrant spiritual fruits on the table.
"I have kept the Holy Master waiting for a long time."
Xu Changge walked to the pavilion with ease and took a seat without any courtesy.
"It's okay." Xu Feng smiled slightly and poured Xu Changge a cup of tea himself: "This is brewed with tea leaves from a ten-thousand-year-old mother tree in the Changsheng Palace. Have a taste."
"The rich tea aroma is really precious."
Xu Changge had drank it before, and being able to taste it like this made him think a lot and his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.
"Looking at the look in the young master's eyes, has it been possible that he has drank before?"
Xu Feng asked.
"I'm lucky to have had it." Xu Changge smiled meaningfully.
"The Changsheng Palace often gives part of the mother tree tea leaves to distinguished guests. Maybe the young master has crossed paths with someone from my Changsheng Palace!"
Xu Feng didn't think much and gave Xu Changge a reasonable explanation.
Xu Changge smiled and did not answer, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Seeing that Xu Changge didn't speak for a long time, Xu Feng froze, and the atmosphere was slightly dull and depressing.
After a while, Xu Feng put aside his status as the Holy Lord and said softly to Xu Changge: "Please don't take the matter of the Holy Girl to your heart, sir. It's just a misunderstanding."
"Is it really just a misunderstanding?"
Xu Changge is not that easy to fool.
The Changsheng Palace announced to the outside world that the news about choosing a Taoist companion for the saint was just a rumor.
Whether it is a rumor or not, anyone with a discerning eye will know clearly.
"I didn't know the identity of the young master before, so the Changsheng Palace was indeed at fault." Xu Feng apologized.
"What the Holy Lord means is that if I am just an ordinary person, can Changsheng Palace ignore my engagement with Qing'er?"
Xu Changge's voice dropped.
For some reason, Xu Feng and Xu Changge looked at each other, and their hearts trembled inexplicably. Although Xu Changge had an extraordinary background and unparalleled talent, he was still only a monk in the early stage of the Extreme Spiritual Realm. Why did he have such a look in his eyes?
Xu Feng had the illusion that he was not facing a monk in the early stage of the Extreme Spiritual Realm, but a being who had been cultivating for countless years. Xu Feng had only felt this feeling in the body of his deceased Taishang Ancestor.
Xu Changge restrained the pressure of his soul and his face softened slightly: "I need an explanation."
"Sir, tell me what you have to say. As long as I, the Changsheng Palace, can do anything, I will do my best."
Xu Feng asked Xu Changge to state the conditions, because the Changsheng Palace did not want to offend Xu Changge, who had unlimited potential, nor did it want to lose Liu Qing'er, who had unparalleled talent.
"The person who is leading this matter should retire and take care of himself!"
Xu Changge thought about it, and for the sake of Chu Wentian's face and his relationship with Xu Feng in his previous life, he made a request that was not excessive.
"Okay." Xu Feng frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement.
Retirement means letting some of the senior officials of Changsheng Palace put down their power and retreat to reflect on their mistakes. This result is already a blessing among misfortunes.
"What else do you want?"
Xu Feng asked again.
"Give me some tea!"
Xu Changge raised the tea cup in his hand and took a sip.
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Xu Feng's lips, and he quickly agreed: "Okay."