Gou Zai's journey to the heavens in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 42 Grandmaster
Inside the Yaowang Palace residence.

Witnessed by Ziqiong and others, Chen Ming and Bai Ying finally got married.

For this marriage, Ziqiong and others have been waiting for a long time.

Bai Ying's intention had been very obvious since she was still in Baicaotang, but the situation was not suitable at that time, so there was no chance.

Later, Bai Ying stayed in Liangzhou City with Zi Qiong, while Chen Ming went to practice in Daliang City, and the distance between them became more and more distant and isolated.

Bai Ying also slowly hid her thoughts.

Perhaps in her own opinion, she was not worthy of Chen Ming, so she had not revealed her true feelings for so many years and had been hiding it silently.

Fortunately, Chen Ming didn't keep her waiting for too long.

After the wedding, Bai Ying followed Chen Ming and left Liangzhou City.

They went to Daliang City and settled there.

A year later, a baby cried.

A baby girl was born.

Chen Ming stood there, looking at the baby girl in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

In two lifetimes, this was the first time he had a child.

An indescribable feeling spread from his heart, making him feel inexplicably moved at this moment.

In his body, the majestic energy and blood continued to surge, completing the last step at this moment.

The combination of spirit and energy allowed Chen Ming to reach a higher level.

The state of a master is achieved here.

"It's a double blessing."

Feeling the changes on his body, Chen Ming couldn't help but smile, a little surprised by this.

He did not expect that he would be promoted successfully at this time.

But to him, this is no longer the most important thing.

"From today on, your name will be Chen Xin."

Looking at the baby in front of him, Chen Ming thought for a moment and finally chose a name.

The birth of a daughter is undoubtedly a great joy.

People from all over came to visit and congratulate him on this event.

Chen Ming seemed very low-key.

After being promoted to Grand Master, his life seemed no different from the past. He still sat in the courtyard every day and silently watched his daughter grow up.

But while he was sitting peacefully, the situation outside was constantly turbulent.

On this day, the entire city of Daliang suddenly erupted with muffled sounds.

The horrifying shouts of killing rose into the sky and resounded in all directions.

That kind of sound suddenly woke up Bai Ying, who was still sleeping.

At this moment, she had a familiar feeling, just like when Baicao Hall was invaded by Qiuchen Valley.

Chen Ming walked in slowly.

"Son!"

Looking at Chen Ming, Bai Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "What happened outside?"

"It's not clear yet."

Chen Ming shook his head: "However, maybe those princes are starting to take action."

He looked outside and guessed.

During this period of time, although things were calm here in Chen Ming, that was not the case in other places.

In Daliang City, the old emperor was suspected to have died, but the funeral was not announced secretly. The battle in the imperial city became increasingly fierce.

None of these signs are good signs.

To put it bluntly, Chen Ming had actually anticipated the current situation.

"If nothing else happens, Zhao Wu should win soon."

He looked at the outside world, feeling the chaos outside, and this thought flashed through his mind.

Compared to other princes, Zhao Wu was definitely the most prepared.

Chen Ming is very confident in it. However, things in the world are often unexpected.

That night, Chen Ming received the exact news.

The third prince Zhao Yong led people from the Xuanyin Sect to assassinate him, and the prince Zhao Wu died on the spot!
As soon as the news came out, Chen Ming was stunned.

"It turned out to be this."

He murmured to himself, the image of Zhao Wu before his death emerged in his mind, and his mood couldn't help but become a little complicated.

As early as a few months ago, Zhao Wu came to visit Chen Ming in person and drank Chen Ming's daughter's full moon wine.

Unexpectedly, just a few months later, the other party died, and in such a way.

Most of the stories in this world are like this.

Chen Ming sighed.

Under Bai Ying's gaze, he stood up silently, put on his robe, and brought his sword.

"Master, are you going out?"

On the side, Bai Ying watched Chen Ming's movements and her heart moved.

"I'm so quiet that I just want to go out and take a look."

Chen Ming smiled: "After more than twenty years of silence, it's time for me to do something."

The prince's residence.

There was chaos at the moment.

Under the impact of many warriors, the entire prince's residence was not far from being destroyed.

These warriors came from the outside world, burned, killed and looted, killing many people.

Several children of Prince Zhao Wu were also among them, and they were now turned into cold corpses.

The third prince stood aside, quietly watching this scene that could be described as a human tragedy.

For him, the prince's child had to die to ensure his position.

As for blood ties, this was no longer a consideration when he assassinated the prince.

"Yue'er, you have to remember, don't worry about anything else after you run out, just run directly to your adoptive father."

In the prince's palace, the delicate and beautiful woman held the child's hand tightly and told him carefully: "Your foster father is your father's best friend. As long as you pass, you can live. As long as you live, you will be able to live in the future." Only then can you avenge your father and me!"

Facing the woman's explanation, Zhao Yue nodded in confusion.

In just one day, his situation changed drastically.

Before today, he was the prince's son, and after the prince succeeded to the throne, he would be the prince.

But in just one day, his father died, and many of his brothers above him were also killed. Now even his mother had to take the initiative to die in order to buy time for him to leave.

All these changes happened in one day.

He did not cry, but silently wrote down the story of that day, preparing to return it later.

But obviously, those people would not let him go so easily.

As he was about to leave, a man stood in front of them.

It was a middle-aged man wearing Xuanyin Cult clothing, with a proud look on his face: "So he is hiding here."

"It makes me easy to find!"

"This strong man."

The woman's face suddenly turned pale.

She was about to say something to persuade the other party to let Zhao Yue go.

However, the other party obviously did not mean this, and the ax in his hand was already slashed down.

With the power of Qi and blood, the power contained in this blow is huge. Let alone an ordinary child, even an accomplished warrior would probably be killed by this blow.

There was despair in Zhao Yue's eyes, and he had already closed his eyes, preparing to face the final outcome.

However, the blow did not fall on him.

After a moment, he opened his eyes with some confusion.

Scarlet blood spread across the ground. On the opposite side, the middle-aged martial artist had fallen to the ground and looked in front of him in disbelief.

In that place, a very familiar figure to Zhao Yue stood quietly.

(End of this chapter)