Marquis of Shang

Chapter 187 The Lack of Inheritance
When Chen Qingxiang and his wives and concubines moved into the Difu Shrine, they were familiar with everything about the Shrine.

The news that Fang Guo had another second-ranking prince also began to spread slowly from top to bottom in the entire capital of Xuanxiang Valley.

In addition to the many heirs and the upper echelons of power surrounding the surrounding areas, many noble officials and families of noble officials in the Xuanxiang Valley, scholar-officials in the Yuan Realm, and families of scholar-bureaucrats have also clearly known the news one after another.

To the east of Xuanxiang Valley, the area where the homes of scholar-bureaucrats gather.

In one of the scholar-bureaucrat's houses, a scholar-bureaucrat exuding the aura of the primordial state, with an old face and a peaceful body, leisurely took the bamboo slips handed over by the No. 11 grandson who had inherited the position of the eldest son of the family.

As usual, the old scholar-bureaucrat, with the look of an outsider reading gossip, looked at the bamboo slips, which contained a lot of information about Fang Guo.

After a while, the old sergeant, who was full of tranquility, saw the news of Chen Qingxiang.

"Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, Gui Qingxiang, awakened Xuanxiang's true blood, obtained the status of Fang Guo's son, and was bestowed by the king on the Difu Shrine!"

Looking at the word "Familiar with Qinghe" on the bamboo slips, the old man under heaven, his expression froze slightly.

The original leisurely meaning disappeared.

Pausing for a moment, the old man under heaven, with a dignified voice, asked the contemporary eldest son of the family in a deep voice:
"Chenli, is this Mr. Gui Qingxiang, Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, originally named Chen Qingxiang with Chen as his surname, a contemporary scholar-bureaucrat of the Qinghe Chen clan in the official office?"

Hearing the inquiry from the ancestor of the family, Zhenhai Shenzhen, exuding a vicious aura, the eldest son, Sun Chenli, who was in his thirties, paused for a few moments, carefully thought about the news about Chen Qingxiang, and then responded respectfully:

"Reporting to Zujun, it is indeed Qinghe Chen, one of the thirteen branches of the Chen family in the public office."

And hearing the words of the family heir Sun Chenli, the old scholar-official, his expression unchanged, yawned slightly, waved his hands, and said calmly:
"I'm tired, Chenli, go down, I want to rest!"

"promise!"

……

When the eldest son and Sun Chenli retreated, the totem pattern of the house circulated, isolating the inside and outside.

The old scholar-bureaucrat, who was originally calm, lost his peaceful and leisurely expression, and his expression changed dramatically.

He became full of anxiety, and a trace of twilight appeared all over his body.

His eyes stared blankly at the roof, and fell into a burst of memories.

In a trance, I came to more than 400 years ago.

"Haha, congratulations!"

"It's time to call you Brother Chen. You have to start a clan and be the ancestor of the clan."

"Brother Sun, I may not know if I will come back once I go!"

"I'm afraid we won't meet again until you and I have both reached the Totem Yuan Realm!"

"Respectfully!"

Two bronze wine bottles collided together.

It seemed to follow the melodious sound of wine bottles colliding.

The old scholar-bureaucrat, only then came to his senses.

I also thought that more than 400 years ago, when I was drunk, I asked my friends to lend me the seal of authority of the scholar-officials, which was still under ban and bestowed by the king, for fun under the pretext of being curious.

While playing around, I got someone's promise to help me achieve the Totem Origin Realm, and I printed a talisman on the Great Seal of Authority.

For so many years, the old scholar-officials have also guessed that there should be a high chance of becoming a friend of the Totem Yuanjing.

It may be because of the talisman that I printed that the life energy of the 120 years of the evil state was exhausted, and it was not possible to break through to reach the totem element state.

At this time, when he heard the news that his friend's descendant had become the son of Fang Guo, the old scholar-bureaucrat was full of entanglements.

He wants to tell his descendants what he has done and what he knows.

But he was afraid of the tens of thousands of years of family inheritance, so he cut it off.

After a long time, the old scholar-bureaucrat finally made a decision in his heart. Those boy-like eyes, which were originally black and white, were now bloodshot, showing the color of pain.

"Brother Chen, for the inheritance of the family, I can only feel sorry for you?"

……

In Fang Wang's palace, in a sacred palace, there is an existence that exudes the aura of the gods and has a face like a young girl.

I also got this information from my subordinates.

Immediately, there was a hint of cuteness, and the stunning face was full of smiles, and the smiles subsided at this time.

In an instant, the temperament of the whole body, like a girl next door, turned into a nine-day goddess.

Sacred and inviolable.

But in that small mouth, with a melodious voice, he uttered a word that was completely inconsistent with it.

"After that bitch?"

"Damn it, it's been hundreds of years, and the ghost still lingers!"

The two female officials kneeling on the ground, their foreheads pressed to the ground, did not dare to make any movement.

On the left and right sides of the woman in the God Realm, the two guarding figures swallowed the words they wanted to utter, and their figures were like statues, motionless.

The woman in the God Realm didn't care about the situation of her subordinates, she was just immersed in her own world, with a pair of white and tender hands, she squeezed a handkerchief vigorously.

On the handkerchief, precious light circulated, resisting the power of the gods.

Thinking of that slut and his son, and hundreds of years later, without inheritance, his blood descendants have actually become the son of Fang Guo, a woman in the God Realm who looks like a twenty-eight girl, and I feel jealous in my heart.

He just thought of his child who died after failing to break through the totem god realm, and those useless descendants.

After the woman in the God Realm was jealous, she was depressed again.

He resentfully crumpled the handkerchief in his hand that was flowing with precious light.

After a while, with a dejected face, he waved his hands dully, and the crisp and sweet voice sounded again.

"Go back!"

"If the king comes over, tell the king that my mood is not stable, and I have to retreat for a while."

"promise!"

Wait until the two female officials kneeling on the ground exit the palace.

The holy palace, with its radiance flowing, is completely closed, isolating the inside and outside.

As the brilliance flowed, time and space changed within the palace, appearing in a blessed land that surpassed the spiritual realm and could live forever.

The divine woman on the throne yawned, and a pleasant voice sounded.

"Ah Zhen, seal the blessed land completely, and wake me up after Fang Guo elects a prince!"

After finishing speaking, the woman in the God Realm fell asleep directly on the huge throne.

As she fell into a sleep state like an ordinary person, the origin of the blessed land and the power of immortality began to emerge, surrounding the woman in the divine realm!

It's just like being blocked by some dark power, there is no one in a hundred that can truly enter the body of a woman in the divine realm.

……

In Difu Shrine.

Chen Qingxiang's five wives and concubines slowly took charge of the affairs of the shrine together.

Chen Qingxiang is at the core of the Divine Palace, the Difu Palace that contains a spiritual realm.

Through the golden seal that has a connection with the underworld, he began to refine the entire Difu Palace including the spiritual realm.

(End of this chapter)