I have inherited the supreme Taoism

This world is a world where martial arts is the most respected.

The realm is divided into warrior, martial master, military commander, martial spirit, martial master, martial king, martial emperor, martial saint, and martial god.

Late autumn.

In the palace of Daxia, a handsome-looking young man was boxing in the courtyard, and the wind blew away many fallen leaves.

This fifteen-year-old boy is Chen Xuan, the third prince of the Great Xia Dynasty. He has been practicing martial arts for three years and is still only at the first level of a martial artist.

The little eunuch next to him saw Chen Xuan finish the punch and hurriedly stepped forward and handed him a towel, "Your Highness, please wipe your sweat. It's late autumn now, so don't catch a cold."

Chen Xuan took the towel, wiped it twice casually, threw it back, and walked towards the palace, murmuring in his heart, "I obviously feel the blood in my body increases during boxing, but why does it disappear without a trace?"

A middle-aged man wearing a black five-clawed dragon robe, with a gorgeously dressed woman holding his arm next to him.

The two of them looked at Chen Xuan's back at the same time.

Chen Xia said: "I have checked all the information in the palace library and found that such a situation has never happened since the founding of the Xia Dynasty. Logically speaking, the martial arts talents of me and my beloved concubine will not give birth to children without qualifications."

After Chen Xia finished speaking, she sighed sadly.

Princess Qin Yun patted Chen Xia's arm and comforted her, "Your Majesty, please don't worry too much. Let Xuan'er just be an idle prince in the future. Daxia still has Wen'er and Man'er to support him."

After Chen Xuan returned to the palace, he ordered his servants to take a bath and change clothes for him. Chen Xuan soaked in the bath and thought to himself, "The feeling of qi and blood surging from practicing boxing has become stronger and stronger recently, but in the end it disappeared. This Where did the blood go?"

Chen Xuan started practicing martial arts when he was twelve years old, and reached the first level of martial arts in three days. This talent was the strongest since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, but it never improved again.

In the past three years, from the initial reluctance, my mentality has gradually become calm. Chen Xuan thought that even if he was just an ordinary grass, he would still struggle to grow in the face of the storm.

Chen Xuan got up from the bath, changed his clothes, and went to Daxia Academy to study the required daily courses.

In front of the school gate, the leader, a young man dressed in luxury, surrounded by a group of ministers' children, entered the school.

"Little Marquis, this way...please."

The leader, waving his folding fan, strode into the school. Several young men followed him into the school. After they were seated, a group of young men began to chatter among themselves: "Have you ever heard that the oiran performed on the Qinhuai River last night? There is an endless stream of music and singing."

"Hey, yes, yes, I heard that the four girls of Bamboo Plum and Julan performed together, and the four oirans from each academy shared the stage. What a huge battle it was."

"Little Marquis, Marquis Wu Ding went on an expedition. I wonder if you had seen the grand scene last night?"

Chu Han, the son of Marquis Wu Ding, shook his fan and laughed loudly, "Of course I have been to see such a grand scene. After the dance, I even went to have a glass of wine. Good luck! Good news!"

"Little Marquis is really a role model for us!"

"Our little Marquis is also very good. Now he has reached the eighth level of martial arts, and he is the successor of Marquis Wu Ding! He is highly talented and has a good family background, so he will naturally be favored by the oiran."

Chu Han was enjoying the compliments from the noble children of various wealthy families, and he was very proud. He glanced at Chen Xuan who was sitting beside him and said, "It's just a glass of wine. My father strictly ordered that you should not lose your virginity before reaching the martial arts realm."

"This is not as good as our Third Prince. After three years of martial arts practice, he is still at the first level of a martial artist. It would be better for His Majesty to arrange a marriage and start a family earlier."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha" these words caused laughter from the surrounding people.

Chen Xuan frowned and ignored him.

After making no progress in his cultivation, no one was willing to make friends with Chen Xuan, even to curry favor with him as the Third Prince. Naturally, I was always ridiculed by these people.

After his classes were over, Chen Xuan returned to his dormitory, lay on the bed, and quickly fell asleep without thinking about these boring things.

Suddenly a clear female voice came from his sleep, "I have really wronged you these past three years." Chen Xuan opened his eyes in confusion, trying to find who was hiding in his bedroom.

What Chen Xuan saw when he opened his eyes was not his own palace, but a grand scene of the supreme Taoism. This also caused ripples in Chen Xuan's calm state of mind.