Heroic Spirit: All My Past Lives Were Summoned By My Daughter Chapter 194

 “The Lord God is dead!”

 “The king of gods has been killed!”

 The sound of panic resounded throughout the surroundings and inside the ancient ghost castle.

As a ghost and **** in the afterlife world, he has the strength to confront the Immortal King Tuoji head-on, so he should naturally follow many powerful Yin soldiers.

 At this moment, as the scene of him falling on the emperor's gun was revealed, a storm of fear was set off.

 A large number of strong Yin soldiers fled in all directions, and the surrounding area fell into chaos.

 The movement here also attracted the attention of ghosts and gods in other directions.

In an instant, three ancient consciousnesses awakened in the silent world of the afterlife. They all opened and closed their eyes and glanced over, and saw the scene of the tragic death of the God Lord Whispering.

And Shen Changqing stood at the narrow pass, looking like evil spirits.

 The three ghosts and gods shuddered instantly and suppressed their auras.

 Judging from the fluctuations in power, Shen Changqing's strength is obviously far greater than theirs, as witnessed by the death of Lord Whispering God.

“Who is this person and why does he want to enter the afterlife?”

　　"Damn the fortune-teller, could it be that he brought people here to seek revenge?"

“I have never seen such evil spirit before...”

 Inexplicable trembling in my heart spread out.

The three ghosts and gods dare not show up at all. Looking at every corner of the afterlife, they are now filled with destructive waves belonging to Shen Changqing's Emperor Li. No Yin soldiers dare to act recklessly.

 Shen Yunzi looked at this scene and was shaken in his heart.

 He still misjudged Di Li's strength, and there would be no problem in overpowering the contemporary world of the afterlife.

“What happened back then, could the afterlife be involved in it?”

Shen Changqing suddenly asked, and the imperial spear returned again.

Shen Yunzi shook his head slightly: "That's not true. At that time, there were five major foundations in the Immortal God Realm, namely the Thirty-Third Heaven, the Tianqi Imperial Clan, the Wushi Dao Palace, Guiyi Lingshan, and the Rebirth Realm."

“In addition, there are hundreds of immortal families, large and small, immortal cities in Wanzhou, countless immortal sects, etc.”

“And because the Afterlife Realm was jointly suppressed by the Wushi Dao Palace and Guiyi Lingshan, there was no time to get involved in the affairs of the Tianqi Emperor Clan. The Afterlife also died at that time.”

After finishing his words, Shen Changqing's eyes flashed slightly. After this information was revealed, he immediately understood the origin of Shen Yunzi.

Shen Yunzi also laughed and continued: "I guess fellow Taoists have also guessed my identity. I am naturally from Wushi Taoist Palace, and the Immortal King Tuoji who was killed by you is a person from Guiyi Lingshan." ”

Shen Changqing nodded and continued walking forward without further delay.

　　No one dares to stop you on this journey.

The three ghosts and gods even had their auras completely hidden. When Shen Changqing arrived at the inner palace of the afterlife, a huge vortex came into view, spinning slowly.

At the side, there is also a black pagoda standing, only half a foot high, but with a golden rune affixed to it.

Shen Yunzi was excited: "This is the tunnel leading to the Immortal God Realm! Hey... this seems to be the imperial weapon of the Tianqi Imperial Clan."

 He walked forward and stared at the black pagoda carefully until he nodded firmly.

“Yes, it is said that the awakening imperial weapon of the Seven Sisters painted by Jiang Zi is a space pagoda, which is shaped like a five-child lotus flower, exactly like this object.”

"Since there are sealing runes from the Thirty-third Heaven, it seems that the legend is true. There is a Tiannu who stole the treasure from the Thirty-third Heaven, and after Jiang Zihua's death, he intended to take possession of this imperial weapon. "

“Later, it was revealed that Tiannu hid the imperial weapon in the afterlife and continued to refine it. Now as the source of the tunnel is reduced, it is finally exposed.”

Shen Yunzi sighed, and when he was explaining, he saw that Shen Changqing had already stepped forward, ready to tear off the seal.

 But see, boom!

There was a huge earthquake in the afterlife, and the tunnel was also affected.

 Shen Changqing's sleeves were rolled up wildly, facing a huge destructive force.

"Fellow Taoist, you must not do this! This immortal talisman was painted by the Thirty-third Heavenly Candle Zhao Tianjun. Once it is torn off, it will be annihilated together with the imperial weapon!"

After hearing this, Shen Changqing hesitated and finally gave up tearing off the runes.

 He was not sure whether the heroic soul of Seventh Sister also existed in this imperial weapon.

Shen Yunzi immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "If you want to get this imperial weapon, you might as well wait until I return to Wushi Dao Palace. You only need to wait for a while."

 After saying that, he stepped directly into the tunnel.

Shen Changqing's eyes were dark and did not stop him.

　　This old boy slipped away so quickly. He wouldn't believe it if he said there was nothing wrong with him. But to him, it didn't matter.

 The most urgent task now is to find a way to safely tear off the runes of Zhuzhao Tianjun.

After a moment of reflection, his consciousness finally slipped into the chaotic space and stared at the ripe reincarnation fruit again.

 If history can be changed, real authorities can also have an impact.

“That's all, let's take a look at what happened back then.”

Shen Changqing no longer hesitated and reached out to pick off the reincarnation fruit.

 In an instant, buzz!

Strands of luster emerged from the body of the Samsara Fruit, wrapped around Shen Changqing's arms, and quickly spread throughout the body.

His vision reversed, and he felt dizzy in his mind.

The Tianqi Imperial Clan in the Immortal God Realm, the Imperial City.

The majestic imperial city stands tall, its gates are thousands of miles away, and the purple clouds reflect the sun in the sky, making it look like a giant dragon is lying down.

This is the largest central city of the Apocalypse Emperor Clan, and it is also the core area of ​​the Apocalypse Emperor Clan.

 At this moment, in the East City of the Imperial City, in a luxurious and precious building.

 This building is called Yanyu Building.

It is the famous Tianqi Emperor City, where alchemy and military formations gather.

Because the owner of the Yanyu Pavilion was taught by the Taiji Immortal and possesses alchemy skills, powerful people from all over the Immortal Realm often come here to pay their respects.

 In the Yanyu Tower, there are often elixir tastings. Many powerful people come with treasures, hoping to win a piece of elixir.

 Those present today include many descendants of the Immortal Family from the Immortal God Realm.

When Shen Changqing woke up, he found that everyone on the court was looking at him, and their eyes were full of teasing.

Shen Changqing lowered his head and saw that he was wearing a luxurious python dragon yellow robe. He turned around and looked again, and saw a large number of guards wearing golden armor, standing quietly behind him.

In addition, there is a familiar figure who also comes into view.

 Wearing a green shirt, her skin is fair and flawless, two crystal clear jewels hang on her ears, and a red token hangs on her head. Her pretty face is covered with frost, staring at herself coldly.

That look in his eyes was quite contemptuous and disgusting.

 “Qingwei?”

 Shen Changqing's heart trembled.

"Hey, this girl is talking to you. Are you deaf? Why are you dazed!"

A harsh sound interrupted Shen Changqing's thoughts and brought his distracted mind back.

He raised his eyes and saw that the personal maid she didn't know who she was had a pair of red phoenix eyes and her lips were covered with red rouge, which was particularly dazzling.

Who is this?

 Shen Changqing had some doubts in his heart.

 He is a descendant of the Tianqi Emperor's clan, the emperor's son, and holds a high and powerful position.

How could a little personal maid dare to talk like this and speak arrogantly like him? "My lady has said that she wants you to spend one hundred thousand gold immediately to buy the high-grade elixir from Yanyu Tower. If it delays my lady's gift to Mr. Zuo, don't blame her for falling out!"

The personal maid snorted coldly and spoke, with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. She showed no trace of etiquette and arrogance in front of the dignitaries of the imperial city and even the powerful officials of the Immortal God Realm.

Shen Changqing frowned and slowly glanced at everyone in the room. Who gave this woman the confidence?

 Finally, there were whispers and there was some restlessness in the attic.

“Hey, I was curious before, why did Emperor Tianqi come to Yanyu Tower in person for the first time today? It turned out to be for the high-grade elixir.”

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, before the elixir is obtained, Yan Xuan sent the maid to urge him. This is not giving the emperor any face at all."

“Hey, let alone our imperial city, even in the entire Immortal God Realm, who doesn't know that our emperor has been admiring Yan Xuan for many years, and that's because he obeys his words.”

“What a pity, Yan Xuan has long been attached to Mr. Zuo, and I would say she is quite mean. She actually asked the emperor to buy the elixir, and then gave the elixir to Mr. Zuo as a gift!”

“Hush, stop talking and save some face for our emperor. Aren't you scolding the emperor in disguise?”

As Qingwei's cold eyes swept across, the noise in the field quickly disappeared.

Shen Changqing sat silently on the chair and finally had a clear understanding of the situation. Combining some of the memories from the clone's return, he roughly understood the specific situation.

Jiang Zihua, the son of Emperor Tianqi, awakened the imperial weapon the Imperial Spear since he was born. It once caused a sensation in the entire imperial clan, and the news spread throughout the Immortal God Realm.

Everyone in the Imperial clan had high hopes for him, but as he grew older, Jiang Zihua's behavior became more and more outrageous.

He has a good character. He traveled around the imperial territory as soon as he came of age, doing good deeds and opening granaries and stocking grain.

 But at the same time, his character is quite weak. He has no airs about being an emperor's son, and he doesn't care about the future at all. He even gave up on the battle of geniuses in the Immortal God Realm.

Hence, he was once again laughed at by everyone in the Immortal Realm, as he was as timid as a mouse.

However, no one doubts his strength. After all, he carries the supreme bloodline of the Apocalypse Emperor Clan. Legend has it that with just one breath, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will roll back and rush into the Dantian.

There are also top-level imperial weapons such as the Emperor's Spear accompanying him, so even if Jiang Zihua wanders around, no force dares to take action against him.

 Four years ago, Jiang Zihua returned from traveling and happened to meet the thirty-third heaven in the imperial city. Yan Xuan, who was also visiting the imperial city, fell in love with him at first sight.

 After that, Jiang Zihua became even more unprofessional and gave up his practice completely.

 After Shen Changqing sorted out all his thoughts, he also understood how Tianqi's clone died in the end. It was indeed not unfair.

 “What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and buy some pills!”

Yan Xuan's personal maid stamped her feet and said, today in this full hall, Jiang Zihua actually ignored her at all. Normally, he would have nodded and bowed to him.

Shen Changqing took a sip of tea and said, "Since it is a gift for Mr. Zuo, your lady should buy it herself. What does it have to do with me?"

After saying these words, the expression of the personal maid froze.

Everyone in the hall was equally puzzled and looked at each other.

 Did Emperor Tianqi take the wrong medicine today?

Qingwei beside them was even more surprised, which was completely beyond their expectation.

"this…"

“But my lady can't afford this elixir.” The maid said anxiously.

After hearing this, Shen Changqing sneered.

 “Can't afford it? Then why give me a banquet or give me a gift!”

The personal maid staggered in her steps, and her face suddenly turned ashen.

She noticed the strange looks in the eyes of everyone around her, like sharp needles pricking her skin, causing burning pain.

"Jiang Zihua! You don't know how to flatter me. My lady asked you to buy elixirs to give you a chance to show off. Otherwise, don't blame my lady for leaving the imperial city. You will never see her again!"

The personal maid gritted her teeth and shouted, her whole body trembling with anger and gradually becoming red and warm.

Shen Changqing put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes gradually turned cold, and his sharp gaze suddenly made the maid feel a chill in her heart.

 This...what happened to Jiangzi's paintings today?

That scary gaze is like an evil god, cold and cold as if it wants to swallow his soul.

 “Come here, please tear her mouth open for me.”

As this ruthless sneer fell, the many golden-armored Imperial Guards standing behind them all looked at each other in astonishment.

 Normally, his master would always try to please Yan Xuan's personal maid, but now...

 “As commanded!”

 There was a large Imperial Guard who seemed to have finally found a release point.

 He rushed out with an arrow, and in the frightened eyes of the personal maid, he tore away with a cruel smile and his big palm.

"ah!"

Screams pierced the tranquility of the attic, accompanied by blood splattering.

This scene shocked everyone in the hall.

Qingwei also stared at Shen Changqing's back in stunned silence, her entire cognitive perspective completely subverted.

 When did the third brother become so cruel?

 Suddenly there was crisp applause.

Everyone heard the sound and went away, only to see two figures slowly appearing outside the attic.

The former is dressed in white, a robe of the Thirty-third Heavenly Immortal Official; the latter is hunched over, sweating profusely on his forehead, and trembling. He is just the owner of a rouge shop in the Imperial City.

　　"The emperor of Tianqi has good methods, and these maids deserve to die."

“However, when I was visiting the Imperial City, I heard something very interesting. I wonder if Emperor Tianqi would like to explain it to me?”

As he spoke, the man in white looked at the rickety old man behind him.

 The old man knelt on the ground with a plop, his face extremely pale.

"I, I am the rouge shop owner in the West City. A few days ago, Mr. Dizi went to the shop to buy rouge. He took away the treasure of my shop without... giving me any money."

After saying this, everyone in the hall sighed, and Qingwei also frowned.

This is not a big deal, but the impact is indeed bad. If word spreads, the Imperial Clan will be labeled as such.

The man in white clothes flicked his sleeves, smiled faintly and said: "My lord, in your eyes, a few rouges may not be worth much, but in the eyes of this old man, they are the treasure of the store."

"Is it inappropriate for the emperor to be so arrogant? After all, the emperor breaks the law and the common people are equally guilty."

Shen Changqing looked at him indifferently, and then glanced at the shivering shop owner.

 “Who are you?”

The man in white is neither humble nor arrogant: "I was ordered by heaven, and I am in the thirty-third heaven. The candle shines on the heavenly slaves under the command of the heavenly king."

After saying this, Shen Changqing's eyes flashed and he grinned, looking particularly charming.

 “So you are Tiannu.”

 Tiannu was confused and was about to bring the topic to the rickety old man.

 But see, boom!

 The emperor's spear came out, and the cold light exploded and overturned the attic.

Tiannu's whole body was terrified, and his pupils shrank violently. He had no time to react. Shen Changqing had already raised his gun in front of him and shot through his forehead!

　　Bang!

The emperor's spear was pierced on the pillar, reflecting Tiannu's unblinking expression. The whole place fell into a dead silence. Qingwei's breathing stopped suddenly and her eyes were dull. (End of chapter)

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