I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

The ruins of Lingxu Palace.

Today, Lingxu Palace has become a ruin. Apart from some warriors who occasionally wander here with a hope of getting lucky, there are only birds and beasts.

A figure slowly walked towards the ruins that had not been visited for a long time.

Each step he took covered a distance of more than ten feet. It was obvious that he had mastered the art of shrinking the distance to an inch to a high level.

The man wandered among the ruins like a tourist, stopping from time to time to touch the remaining ruins.

When he arrived in front of the main hall of Lingxu Palace which was split in half by Yan Xiu's sword, he slowly closed his eyes and felt it.

After a long time, the man suddenly opened his eyes and a terrifying light flashed across his eyes.

"Such a strong sword spirit. It has not dissipated after so many years."

Sang Chuanjiang couldn't help but admire.

Even if I were to face this powerful man who destroyed Lingxu Palace, I would have to be extremely cautious.

Then Sang Chuanjiang came to the ancestral hall again.

Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a tombstone out of the corner of his eye and turned and walked towards it.

"The Tomb of the Unknown Old Man."

Sang Chuanjiang read out the words on the tombstone.

Buried in the tomb was the former Palace Master of Lingxu Palace, Sang Qingshan.

This tombstone was erected by those young men back then.

Although they didn't know Sang Qingshan's true identity, they couldn't bear to see him exposed in the wilderness, so they hastily dug a hole and erected a tombstone, so that he could rest in peace.

Sang Chuanjiang quickly made hand gestures, and suddenly wisps of golden threads appeared in the air.

The threads, like tiny beams of light, were rapidly entangled in the air, like a tangled mess.

The golden thread suddenly stopped, and then flew straight into the distance.

Sang Chuanjiang took just one look and then looked away, then took out three incense sticks and some offerings and placed them in front of Sang Qingshan's tomb.

"Don't worry, Qingshan. Next time I come, I will personally bring that man's head with me to comfort your soul in heaven."

Then he poured a pot of wine, shook his body and disappeared into a shadow.

After a long time, the birds and beasts hiding in the ruins were attracted by the fragrance and ate all the tributes.

...

a few days later.

Cangwu Prefecture.

Sang Chuanjiang's figure appeared on the tallest building in the city.

He closed his eyes, opened them again after a moment, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already in the residence of the prefect of Cangwu Prefecture.

This house covers a very large area. Not only was it designed by a great architect, but a master from Beijing was also invited to do a feng shui calculation.

In the hall.

Prefect Chi sat in the main seat, playing with an object in his hand.

It was a palm-sized wooden plaque with its edges outlined with gold thread. It felt as smooth as jade and was quite extraordinary.

"Sir, it is said that this item comes from the desert sea. Wearing it can help calm the mind and concentrate the spirit. I spent a lot of money to buy it and I am presenting it to you today."

One of the subordinates said with a flattering smile on his face.

Chi Fuyin also saw the goodness of the token, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a long tail tone: "Not bad, you are thoughtful."

The subordinate who received the praise was delighted and continued to flatter him.

"No, no, this is just what I should do. Being able to serve you is a blessing that my ancestors have earned."

After saying that, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.

"Thanks to you for not abandoning me, I have the opportunity to serve you and swear allegiance to you until death!"

Prefect Chi enjoyed it very much and laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, I see that you are sincere, so I will reward you as my thirty-sixth adopted son. Are you willing?"

Adopting someone as a son is an insult to others no matter what era it is.

But the subordinate did not feel the slightest bit humiliated when he heard this. Instead, he was ecstatic in his heart, and the excitement on his face was evident.

You must know that the identity of the Prefect Chi in front of you is not simple.

His father is a powerful official of the third rank in the court, his sister is the favorite concubine of the current emperor, and his two brothers have joined the Qiantian Guard together.

The background of this family is extremely powerful. In this small Cangwu Prefecture, the Chi family is the real local tyrant, with absolute power and no one dares to offend them.

As the youngest of the three, Chi Fuyin was naturally the most favored.

His father arranged for him to be the prefect of Cangwu Prefecture, a wealthy place, and his two brothers even arranged capable generals to protect his safety closely.

Therefore, this Prefect Chi was used to stirring up trouble. When he was less than 30 years old, he learned the bad habit of others of adopting adopted sons.

"My foster father is here, please accept my child's respect!"

The subordinate who was adopted as the son kowtowed three times, and he didn't care even though blood was flowing.

"Congratulations to the adoptive father for having another adopted son!"

The other adopted sons beside Prefect Chi also spoke in flattery.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, making the window frames rattle.

Sang Chuanjiang appeared in the side hall at some point, his eyes falling on the wooden sign in the hand of Prefect Chi.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Chi Mansion?!"

Someone asked.

Hearing the loud shouting in the side hall, the guards outside the door hurried in one after another, staring at Sang Chuanjiang with unfriendly eyes.

The newly adopted son quickly stood up, pointed at Sang Chuanjiang and yelled, "Where did you come from, you blind bastard? How dare you barge in here, do you know where this is?!"

Faced with everyone's eager eyes, Sang Chuanjiang turned a deaf ear and just stared at the token.

Prefect Chi also noticed his gaze and his face instantly turned gloomy.

He actually dared to set his eyes on my things. Is this guy tired of living?

The newly adopted son was very perceptive. His eyes lit up and he knew his chance to show off had come.

If he could take off the head of this trespasser, his weight in the eyes of his godfather would definitely increase.

He did not give anyone else a chance to react. He shouted, and his feet moved like two silver snakes, approaching like a ghost.

I saw his fists were so powerful and heavy that they slammed out like huge rocks, creating gusts of strong wind.

Then a terrifying howl rang out in the hall.

The adopted son's pair of sandbag-sized fists suddenly exploded when they were three inches away from Sang Chuanjiang, becoming a bloody mess with bones and flesh exposed.

The sudden change shocked everyone present.

This Yizi had reached the upper third level of the Transformation Realm, which was already considered quite strong, but he never expected that he could not even touch the corner of the clothes of this uninvited guest.

They didn't even know what was going on.

"Xiantian realm?!"

Prefect Chi was shocked and confused.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes.

You should know that the number of people in the innate realm in the entire Cangwu Prefecture combined is less than two hands.

How could he not be worried when this uninvited guest who appeared out of nowhere had such a high level of cultivation?

"Where is Senior Cai? I hope you can help me get rid of this ignorant villain!"

Prefect Chi said loudly, with a hint of panic in his voice.

Long after the words fell, a sound of breaking air suddenly came from outside the house, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Suddenly, a black light came and enveloped Sang Chuanjiang completely.

The man called Senior Cai flashed to the side of Prefect Chi, grabbed his collar and tapped his feet.

Then the two of them disappeared in an instant, leaving only a group of adopted sons there.