Starting off with Old Deng about to die? Have you really become the Dao Ancestor?!

The guard's tone revealed deep helplessness and awe: "Your Majesty is practicing in seclusion in the deep palace. I hope the Supreme Emperor will not disturb his quiet place."

[The Supreme Emperor refers to the emperor's grandfather]

Outside the palace gate, a rough old man's voice was like thunder, penetrating the door and going straight into the inner room: "As soon as you ascended the throne, you completely forgot about me, your elder?"

A violent and rough old man's voice penetrated the door and entered the inner room.

The owner of this voice was Chen Jianghe's grandfather, Chen Kunwang.

The words at this time were full of dissatisfaction and anger.

When Chen Jianghe heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "I was looking for you, but you showed up on your own initiative."

According to his investigation, the clan house and the prime minister's house were secretly colluding, and the matchmaker was Chen Kunwang!

'Let's see what your intentions are. ’

“How dare you! This is my grandfather. How can I allow you to be rude to me?” Chen Jianghe shouted at the outsiders. The guards immediately retreated. Chen Kunwang pushed the door open angrily.

“You are such a good grandson. I didn’t expect that after you became the emperor, you would not even recognize me.” Chen Kunwang questioned angrily, his voice like thunder.

Chen Jianghe apologized humbly on the surface, and only spoke slowly after he had appeased him: "I wonder why Grandpa came here?"

Chen Kunwang sighed, his face showing sorrow, revealing an astonishing secret: "The fake death of several sword masters was actually planned by me to find out the cause of your father's death."

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he continued: "I suspect that your father was secretly poisoned."

"That day, your father's face suddenly changed, vomiting blood, and finally passed away."

After hearing this, Chen Jianghe's face suddenly changed, and his anger was overflowing: "If this happened, I will definitely bring the murderer to justice to comfort my father's spirit in heaven."

However, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and his mind was deep.

Seeing this, Chen Kunwang felt relieved, and then said with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Your Majesty, those sword masters are just out of the desire to investigate the truth, I hope Your Majesty can forgive them."

Chen Jianghe looked embarrassed.

Chen Kunwang was furious: "Have my grandfather's words lost their weight?"

On ordinary days, he might have taken action to seize the person, but now facing the emperor's grandson who is becoming more and more powerful, he has to act cautiously.

"Ah," Chen Jianghe sighed and slowly told the truth, "Supreme Emperor, it's not that I don't want to let him go, but although Tianjian Zhenren obeyed my orders on the surface, in fact..."

Chen Kunwang's eyes were like a cold pond frozen for thousands of years, staring at Chen Jianghe coldly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Your Majesty is really helpless?"

He had some guesses in his heart.

Chen Jianghe smiled bitterly and shook his head, and that smile was full of helplessness and bitterness: "Supreme Emperor, I really can't do anything."

Chen Kunwang's face completely cooled down, and his tone was cold: "Since he doesn't obey the royal family, there is no need to stay."

Chen Jianghe's mother was just a maid. Such an identity, even if it was a prince, was a gift to Chen Jianghe.

If Chen Yongchang hadn't wanted to protect him, he should have been killed by Chen Kunwang when he was born.

His birth had already brought shame to the royal family!

Do you really think you can ride on my head?

If it weren't for the fact that Chen Jianghe was weak and easy to manipulate, how could he have taken the throne?

Chen Jianghe was surprised when he heard what Chen Kunwang said, but he still maintained the demeanor of an emperor on the surface, without making a sound.

He knew in his heart that with Chen Kunwang's sixth-level cultivation of heaven and man, he was as strong as Tianjian Zhenren, at most on equal terms.

He took a deep breath, and the hint was obvious enough that the other party must have known it.

"Supreme Emperor, you don't want your emperor to lose his grandfather, do you?"

Chen Jianghe's tone was full of concern, but Chen Kunwang snorted coldly, and his little thoughts were clear at a glance.

It seems that it will take some twists and turns to rescue those people.

His grandson must have discovered something, and as for Chen Jianghe's previous words, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Just now, he said he wanted to kill Tianjian Zhenren, but the other party was still indifferent. It seems that he has great confidence in him.

Chen Kunwang left a heavy piece of advice, then turned and left, his voice floating in the air: "Some things, the less you know, the safer you are."

Chen Jianghe watched Chen Kunwang's back and whispered: "Farewell to the Supreme Emperor."

Then he said in a low voice with a hint of hoarseness: "It's not that the younger generation is greedy to know too much, but some people's hands are really too long."

Chen Kunwang's footsteps paused slightly, but he didn't look back after all, and continued to move forward.

Then, the figure of Tianjian Zhenren gradually appeared in the palace. Chen Jianghe glimpsed that the three sword masters were like dogs that had lost their homes, and couldn't help but sneered.

"No matter what means you use, you must dig out all the information they have."

"In addition, send a few strong men who are good at hiding to closely monitor the movements of the Supreme Emperor!"

Tian Jian Zhenren nodded slightly. He heard the conversation just now clearly. He felt a little happy that the emperor used him as a shield.

On the other side, Chen Lin stepped into the treasure house and his eyes lit up. Several rare spiritual medicines were shining in the storehouse.

He put these spiritual medicines into his storage ring without hesitation, and said to himself that as the ancestor of the royal family, he had protected the royal family for many years, and it should be natural for him to use some treasures.

After the matter was done, Chen Lin left, feeling bored.

The idea of ​​practicing in seclusion arose in his mind, but he was not interested.

After all, after practicing for nearly a thousand years, it was time to take a break.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and Chen Lin slapped his forehead and said to himself: "I almost forgot to collect my skills."

A strange demon shadow surged around Chen Lin, and his figure was looming in the demon shadow, without revealing his true appearance.

Chen Lin was proficient in many skills, and his identity would not be easily discovered.

Then, Chen Lin randomly selected a lucky recipient.

Taixuanmen!

In a flash, Chen Lin appeared above Taixuanmen, and appeared in the sky above it in an instant, surrounded by demon shadows, but the disciples below ignored him.

At this time, Chen Lin noticed that the disciples of Taixuanmen went out one after another, and he was puzzled, so he used his spiritual sense to find out.

It turned out that the cave of the heavenly strongman before his death appeared in Fuhaizhou, and the disciples went there to look for opportunities.

Chen Lin was not interested in this.

He began to search for the skills of Taixuanmen.

Suddenly, he found that the powerful man of the ninth level of heaven who was about to die had a little more vitality.

This change surprised Chen Lin slightly, but he didn't take it to heart.

The ninth level of heaven was still insignificant in his eyes.

Then, Chen Lin's figure flashed and appeared on the top floor of the Kung Fu Pavilion, and took the two precious Kung Fu into his pocket.

What does the theft of Taixuan Sect's Kung Fu have to do with him?

After succeeding, Chen Lin left immediately and disappeared on the spot.

At this time, an old man came to the top floor with great expectations.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to peek at the two great Kung Fu." He murmured to himself, his face full of expectation and excitement.

But he found that the bookshelf was empty, and the smile on his face froze instantly, and he exclaimed: "Fuck, where is my Kung Fu!" His voice was full of anger and disbelief.

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