Immortal Venerable, My Mortal Wife Has Become Immortal Venerable?

Clearwater Hospital.

"What! Both Profound Rank Martial Artists are dead!"

Hou Rugang, who was lying on the hospital bed, sat up in shock and shouted:

"Didn't the intelligence say that Shen Yao is a Profound Rank? Two Profound Ranks will still miss. What's going on!"

Li Zhang on the side was sweating profusely and said quickly: "Mr. Hou, I don't know what's going on!"

"Trash! A bunch of trash!" Hou Rugang slapped his hand violently, shattering the hospital bed, and roared: "I must let that bitch Shen Yao be buried with my daughter!"

…

On the other side, the Shen family living room.

Shen Changsheng and Shen Yao returned home. After washing briefly, they sat on the sofa and prepared to read the news.

Turn on the news channel on your TV.

"In the urban area of ​​Qinghe, a citizen was struck by lightning multiple times and finally died from lightning. Citizens are asked to be careful when going out during thunderstorms."

…

"Just the day before yesterday, archaeologists discovered an ancient house with a long history in Xiansheng Mountain. Based on the cultural relics unearthed in the ancient house, historians discovered a shocking secret, a historical truth that had been buried for five thousand years! " said the news hostess.

"I'm a little curious, what exactly is it?" the male host acted as a compliment.

The female host did not answer directly, but gave a hint:

"Do you know the origin of the seven provinces of China?"

"I naturally know this. The names of the seven provinces of China come from the seven major kingdoms of the Warring States Period. Their royal families have been passed down to this day, forming the seven major families today. They are among the few families that have been passed down for thousands of years in the history of China's five thousand years, and even more It’s a symbol of China’s orthodoxy.” the male host said.

"Then did you know? The ancestors of the seven families actually come from the same family." The female host said with a mysterious face.

"Is this the truth buried in history?" The male host looked shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the female host hid the existence of Wu Zu and Martial Dao and briefly narrated the history of China.

Seeing this, Shen Changsheng felt bored. Only half of the truth was revealed. This was just like the sideline anchor on the short video software. He wanted to reveal but not reveal, half concealing and half concealing.

In fact, Shen Changsheng can also understand that if Martial Dao is made public, then Martial Dao's cultivation method will inevitably be made public.

Then the proportion of Martial Artists among ordinary people will increase, and the privileges of Martial Artists will be reduced, which will shake the status of the Martial Dao family.

Shen Changsheng's original intention in founding Martial Dao was to enable the human race to protect itself.

In ancient times, humans used spiritual energy as a means of killing and did not pay attention to physical strength. Monster Race uses spiritual energy supplemented by the body as the main attack.

Therefore, when the spiritual energy was cut off in ancient times, human beings without spiritual energy were equivalent to not having magical weapons and sharp swords, and they became powerless.

Monster Race's physical strength is still frighteningly high even without aura.

So often one Monster Race can wipe out an entire city.

Shen Changsheng took action and killed several top Monster Race experts.

But when the aura was first cut off, there were too many Monster Races.

When his strength was exhausted, he alone could not protect the whole world, so he founded Martial Dao and spread it to all living beings.

After learning the Martial Dao, the human race experienced a period of chaotic and turbulent dark ages, and finally destroyed all the intelligent monsters.

Because there is no aura, animals other than humans cannot produce intelligence, the Monster Race is discontinued, and the human race becomes the leader of all living things.

Nowadays, the living standards of society have improved, and people live and work in peace and contentment. Even if Martial Dao has not been made public, Shen Changsheng will not say anything. As long as the current stability can continue.

Just when Shen Changsheng was about to turn off the TV, the male host on the TV exclaimed after listening to what the female host said:

"What you said is somewhat similar to a novel I read?"

"Which novel is it? I'll read it when I get back."

The male host read out the title of the novel written by Shen Yao.

When Shen Changsheng saw this, he looked at Shen Yao who was playing with her mobile phone on the sofa and said in a deep voice: "Shen Yao..."

"Dad, I didn't know that the novel I wrote casually could be published in China News!" Shen Yao immediately looked pitiful after hearing this.

Shen Changsheng sighed and said nothing.

He knew that the reason the novel was promoted in the press was to prepare for the disclosure of Martial Dao.

Shen Yao's novels include ancient times, antiquity, and ancient times.

The most important of these is the ancient history of Martial Dao.

Promote this novel so that ordinary people can be mentally prepared when Martial Dao is revealed in the future.

But for Shen Changsheng, this is another trouble.

being targeted!

He now only hopes that the Tomato website will not reveal his personal information.

That's when trouble comes.

"Shen Yao, stop writing novels now!" Shen Changsheng looked at Shen Yao and said.

Shen Yao opened the novel page and showed it to Shen Changsheng, and whispered: "Dad, the number of readers of the novel I wrote has exceeded 20,000 to 500,000..."

"So what?" Shen Changsheng frowned slightly.

Shen Yao said weakly: "Tomorrow the manuscript fee will be more than 10,000..."

"Ahem." Shen Changsheng coughed twice with a look of shock on his face: "How much?"

"Tomorrow I should have more than 10,000 yuan in royalties. If I can keep it stable, I can get 2,000 yuan every day..." Shen Yao said innocently.

When Shen Changsheng heard this, he began to do mental calculations.

Ten thousand plus two thousand times thirty, the monthly manuscript fee is 70,000.

He only gets 10,000 yuan per month to open a medical clinic.

His Wuling Hongguang only costs tens of thousands?

Thinking of this, Shen Changsheng touched Shen Yao's head and said happily: "Well, the novel is well written. Keep up the good work!"

"Hehe, dad is the best!" Shen Yao smiled.

"Come on, to celebrate you making so much money, dad will take you to wash your feet!"

"Yeah, yeah!"

Because tomorrow is the weekend of Tomb-Sweeping Day, a three-day holiday in a row, I will wash my feet until dawn.

…

One night has passed, and there is still one day left until Qingming arrives.

Shen Changsheng and Shen Yao came out of the foot bath shop with refreshed faces.

Returning home, Shen Changsheng saw a familiar person at his door. He was Shen Yao's history teacher, Teacher Qin.

Beside Teacher Qin stood a thin middle-aged man and a muscular man.

"What are you doing in front of my house?" Shen Changsheng took a step forward and looked at the three of them.

"You are Mr. Shen. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Lin Zhenyuan, and I am the president of the Martial Dao Association in Qingshui City." The sturdy man said.

"Hello, Mr. Shen, my name is Li Xuejia, and I am a research specialist at the Institute of History." The middle-aged man said.

"Hello, Mr. Shen, we just met yesterday. I am Shen Yao's history teacher." Teacher Qin said.

"So what do you want from me?"

When Shen Changsheng saw Teacher Qin and heard the words "Institute of History", he roughly guessed what the purpose of these people was.

The president of the Martial Dao Association came to him, probably about the strength he showed yesterday, right?

Li Xuejia and Lin Zhenyuan looked at each other and said:

"Mr. Shen, it's not convenient to talk here. Can you let us sit inside?"

Shen Changsheng took out the key and opened the door: "Come in."

Several people were sitting on the sofa. Shen Changsheng did not make tea for them, but said directly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Shen, have you watched the news?"

Teacher Qin asked.