I have inherited the supreme Taoism

After Chen Xuan defeated all the young men in the martial arts field, he started his daily training schedule again.

In the morning, I temper my Qi and blood, polish my body, and make my blood and Qi purer, gradually improving my cultivation level.

In the afternoon, I practiced bodywork and martial arts. The dragon-tiger step and dragon-grabbing masters have entered the state of intermediate level under the daily training of the dragon-tiger eighteen-style system. However, only the tiger roar fist is only a small skill now. become.

Chen Xuan could only fight harder in each move, but he still couldn't get the artistic conception, which made Chen Xuan feel a little annoyed.

Chen Xuan accepted his efforts and prepared to visit his father to see if he could get some good stuff (bushi).

Chen Xuan came to Emperor Xia's palace and was about to kneel down. Emperor Xia saw his eldest son coming and quickly stepped forward to support him: "Hey, my dear son, why do you want to come to daddy? Sit down quickly." " Then he brought a stool to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan sat down and said, "Hey, Dad, no one has been fighting recently. I want to see if you have any bodyguards at the martial arts level for me to spar with."

Chen Xia thought about her son picking out a martial artist a few days ago, and she became nervous and asked, "Son, why do you practice so fast? Could it be that you have practiced some magic... If this is really the case, Can daddy..."

It is said that a hundred years ago, when Grandpa Chen Xuan was the Emperor of Xia. Under Daxia's jurisdiction over the Nine Provinces, a small family in a small border town had a young man who could not practice. He obtained a magic skill, and his practice reached an extremely fast level. He was bloody all the way, and reached the ninth level of martial arts. Fortunately, he broke through to the Martial Lord. , the place to overcome the calamity was discovered. Under the calamity thunder, the then Emperor Xia led the nine state leaders to form a large formation and used the national destiny to suppress the killing.

Chen Xuan made an excuse and said: "There is an immortal grandfather who lived in my body for three years to recuperate and recuperate. Now when the three years are up, he leaves. After leaving, he gave back some of his strength and also passed on some cultivation techniques. Gave it to the child.”

Dao Ling'er slandered in the orthodoxy: "You stinky Chen Xuan, you are an old man, but I am a young, beautiful and beautiful girl!"

Chen Xia looked at Chen Xuan doubtfully, and grabbed Chen Xuan's hand. A gentle spiritual power enveloped his consciousness, and he checked the situation in Chen Xuan's body. This ray of spiritual power flowed through the meridians of Chen Xuan's body. After one pass, Chen Xia felt that the blood in Chen Xuan's body was domineering and extremely pure. No more fussing.

Chen Xia looked at Chen Xuan with an evil smile and said, "Father knows. I'll send you a few martial arts masters when I get back. I'll give you a surprise in a few days."

Chen Xuan responded in confusion: "Surprise? What surprise."

Chen Xia smiled and said nothing. She took a sip of tea and waved her hand for Chen Xuan to leave.

Chen Xuan slowly walked back towards the palace, and suddenly found a little head outside the door peeking in furtively.

The person coming was none other than Chen Xuexi, Chen Xuan’s god-sister.

Chen Xuan walked quietly behind her and heard her muttering: "Where is Your Highness, are you practicing martial arts at this time every day?"

Chen Xuan put a hand on her back, leaned his head towards her, and asked, "Little girl, what are you looking at?"

This sound frightened Chen Xuexi so much that she turned her head and bumped into Chen Xuan's head. Chen Xuexi was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and said, "Your Highness, I didn't do this on purpose."

Chen Xuan helped Xue Xi up, scraped her little nose, and said seriously: "You are not a slave, but I am a good sister of this prince."

Chen Xuan brought Xue Xi into the palace and asked him to watch tea and cakes.

Chen Xuan asked: "Sister Xue Xi, from what you said, it seems like you come to see me every day?"

Xue Xi nodded delicately and responded.

"Then why don't you come in? Are you afraid?" Chen Xuan asked

"No, no, my mother said not to disturb His Highness..."

"It's so quick to call me brother and mother. I haven't heard you call me brother until now. I saved my life in vain." Chen Xuan interrupted.

"Yes, can Xue Xi call you Brother Xuan from now on?"

Chen Xuan was pleased to hear this and nodded in agreement.

"Brother Xuan, my mother didn't let Xue Xi disturb your practice, but Xue Xi thought you were very handsome when you were practicing martial arts, so she came to watch you secretly." Xue Xi said shyly, lowering her head.

Chen Xuan put on his airs and said, "Ahem, cough, well, I, the prince, have come to see Xue Xi, so feel free to come in from now on."

After hearing this, Xue Xi no longer felt nervous and smiled happily.

Chen Xuan asked: "Xue Xi likes to watch me practice martial arts. I wonder if she also wants to become a monk."

Xue Xi was at a loss after hearing this: "Xue Xi can live a life of fine clothing and food, let alone ask for more."

Chen Xuan touched his chin and said, "It's okay. Our family has a big business and we can afford to support you in your cultivation. It depends on whether you are willing or not. Cultivation is very hard."

After hearing this, Xue Xi raised her head and looked at Chen Xuan. Her two big eyes full of hope showed a hint of determination and said, "If you want, it doesn't matter how hard it is for Xue Xi."

After hearing this, Chen Xuan nodded, took out the jade ring and handed it to Xue Xi, saying: "Go back and take a look at the things inside. They are suitable for your practice. You can start practicing with me tomorrow."

Xue Xi happily took the jade ring, thanked Chen Xuan, and left.

On the second day, three martial arts masters entered Chen Xuan's palace. The three of them paid homage to Chen Xuan, "We have met the third prince."

Chen Xuan naturally knew that the sparring partner arranged by his father had arrived.

"You three, please introduce yourselves." Chen Xuan helped the three of them up and said.

Finished.

A man in the middle stepped forward and said: "Your Highness, Third Prince, my name is Wang Zhong, a third-level martial artist. Next to me is my second brother, Wang Yong, who is a second-level martial artist. This is my third brother, Wang Yi, who is a first-level martial artist." , His Majesty arranged for us to be your sparring partners. His Majesty told us to fight you with all our strength when we fight with you, as long as we don’t break your hands and feet or beat you to death.”

Chen Xuan turned his face away and twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking why this old man is so cruel, I am not his biological child anymore.

Chen Xuan cupped his fists and saluted the three people, "It's been a hard work for you all these days. Come on! Arrange three guest rooms for the three of you."

After Chen Xuan destroyed the courtyard wall last time, he arranged for his servants to build the small courtyard into a small martial arts arena so that he could use it more freely.

The three of them were about to go down to pack their things. Chen Xuan grabbed Wang Yi and said with a smile: "Let your brother help you pack your things. You come and fight with me first."

Wang Yi said: "Third Prince, what my subordinates practice is..."

No matter what Wang Yi said, Chen Xuan had already punched him. Wang Yi hurriedly raised his hand to block it, and was so shocked that he took several steps back.

Wang Yi waved his hand, feeling a little numb, and secretly exclaimed, the third prince was so powerful, he used his spiritual power to turn around and attack.

"Fire Palm!" Wang Yi jumped up and slapped Chen Xuan, and a blazing fire spirit force burst out from his palm.

Under the Martial Emperor Realm, the body and martial arts skills cultivated are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang.

Chen Xuan regained his energy, clenched his fists, and hit back with a Tiger Roaring Fist.

A fist and a palm touched each other, and the strength of their hands was almost the same. Wang Yi felt his body falling faintly, and increased the output of his spiritual power, forcing the two of them to retreat.

Chen Xuan felt that his energy and blood were shaking, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Wang Yi's spiritual power was overused for a while, and he seemed to stagger a little while standing on the ground. His face turned a little pale, and he was hurriedly adjusting his breath to recover.

Chen Xuan shouted, "It's great!" and stepped forward to attack again. Seeing that Wang Yi was unwilling to retreat, he stepped forward to fight together.

Wang Yi's brother also stood aside and watched the battle. The more he watched, the more dumbfounded he became. A warrior could actually fight a martial artist to this point. No wonder His Majesty asked them to attack with all their strength. I am afraid that in a few days, they will no longer be the opponent of His Highness the Third Prince.

In the end, in the first battle between Chen Xuan and Wang Yi, Chen Xuan was defeated due to lack of energy and blood.

Chen Xuan sighed: "The martial arts realm is really strong."

In the next half month, Chen Xuan practiced every morning, practiced with Wang Yi in the afternoon, and gave guidance on Xue Xi's training in his free time.

Xue Xi is worthy of being a Xuanyin body. She has broken through from scratch to the third level of a warrior in half a month. Chen Xuan was also astonished by such talent.

Under such high-pressure training, Chen Xuan's qi and blood increased exponentially, running like a river and sea. He reached the seventh level of a warrior, and his qi and blood circulated like a tiger, leopard, and thunder. Wang Yi also took advantage of the opportunity to break through to the second level of martial arts because of his daily sparring until his spiritual energy was exhausted and then recovered.

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Emperor Xia called Chen Xuan, led him all the way to the lower level of the palace, and said, "Xuan'er, my father has prepared a surprise for you."

Chen Xuan looked around, a little confused, "Father, what surprises can there be here."

At this time, Chen Xuan heard the roar of a beast not far away, which made people feel a little frightened.

Chen Xia smiled and said: "What's the point of fighting people every day? Let's fight monsters. Didn't you say some time ago that you were going to the monster forest to hunt monsters? Let's learn first."

When he arrived at the place, Chen Xuan looked at a field with a diameter of three to four hundred meters in the middle. There were dark and irregular patterns on the ground, which seemed to be formed by the accumulation of dried blood. The surrounding walls are all made of unknown black metal, which makes people feel very hard.

Chen Xuan remembered that he had never been here before. Chen Xia seemed to see Chen Xuan's doubts: "This is Daxia's Colosseum. The four levels of dungeons below are all monsters."

Chen Xuan licked his lips and became excited, ready for his first battle with the monster.

In the dungeon, a steward called a boy and asked, "How is Heizi's condition lately?"

The boy bowed and said, "Don't worry, sir. The injury has healed. I have been hungry for several days and am waiting to eat meat."

The steward took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, handed it to the boy and said, "Feed this to him before going on stage."

The boy took it tremblingly, looked at the contents in the bottle, and said tremblingly: "Sir, this is a banned drug and will cause decapitation."

The steward put his head against the boy's head and said in a very low voice: "For the Marquis." "For the Marquis."

Chen Xuan stood in the open space. The cell door in front of him had slowly risen, revealing two scarlet eyes.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath: "Come on!"