MTL - God Emperor

Beware of § Over §lv The following is a typo according to Pinyin: Baidu = Shrimp = Hey = Yan = Brother = guan = guan = kan 醉 = 信 = 张 = zhang 街 = "Wu County" is just one of the thousands of counties in the east of Kunlun.

The so-called county is actually the first county of the First Central Empire. It must pay and pay taxes to the First Central Empire every year.

The monarch of a county is called the "king king".

Zhang Ruochen is now the ninth son of King Yunwu County.

Lying flat on the cold, hard wooden bed, Zhang Ruochen is still thinking about the ceremony for tomorrow's ceremony.

"The original owner of this body didn't even open the 'Divine Seal' by the age of 16. It must have been abandoned by the gods. What can I do to have a greater chance to open the 'Divine Seal'?"

In Kunlun world, if you want to open the "Mark of Divine Martial Arts", you must get the approval of the gods.

It is called, Emperor Wuquan.

At the ceremony, a heaven and earth bridge will appear between the **** realm and the Kunlun realm, connecting the two realms. After enjoying the sacrifice, the gods will give some talented humans the "sign of martial arts" to help them open the door to cultivation.

The more talented people, the sooner they can get the "Shenwu Mark".

When Zhang Ruochen's last life was still in the womb, he opened the "Mark of Divine Martial Arts", which is a natural wizard.

In this life, by the age of 16, none of the "Marks of Divine Martial Art" had been opened, which were basically those who were abandoned by the gods. Even if you participate in the ceremony tomorrow, it is almost impossible to get the "Shenwu Mark". Please Baidu, thank you!

Zhang Ruochen couldn't fall asleep. He sat up from the bed, holding a white spar in the shape of a jujube nucleus with sharp two ends, three-dimensional in the middle, crystal clear and without any impurities.

He began to study this white spar. Maybe it can help himself, get the approval of a certain god, and open the "mark of martial arts".

This white spar was a gift from Ming Emperor during his sixteen-year-old ritual.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what the white spar was, but just put it on his body. Unexpectedly, eight hundred years later, it was still on its own body.

"I will come to 800 years from 800 years ago and maybe it will be related to it."

Zhang Ruochen held the white spar tightly, closed his eyes, and his father Ming Emperor appeared in his mind. I wonder if his father is still alive in the world?

That night, heavy snow fell on Wangcheng.

In the early morning of the next morning, the entire King City was covered by thick snow, and the vermilion palaces, buildings, and pavilions were all covered with ice-sculpted snow clothes.

The winter solstice is the coldest day of the year.

The warriors of the entire king city gathered outside the temples of the emperors and sacrificed to the gods under the leadership of the county king.

Outside the temples of the emperors, an ancient altar was piled with huge stones. On the altar, not only tens of thousands of animals, cattle, sheep, pigs ... are bound, but also many powerful wild beasts locked with iron chains.

Civil and military officials, martial arts monks, princes and concubines, countless teenagers and girls waiting to open the mark of Shenwu, and even some babies still asleep.

This is a national ceremony, not just for the King City, but also in every city, town, and village in Yunwu County.

"Well! Nine brothers, you are all 16 years old. Even if you participate in the ritual ceremony, you won't be able to get the" Mark of Divine Martial Arts. "Why come to shame?" Hachioji Zhang Ji shook his hands with a cold smile.

The six princes stood next to the eight princes, with a cold face, saying, "They all say that Longsheng and Nine Sons are all different. The father and king are heroes, but they gave birth to you. They are sixteen years old, even with the mark of God and Martial Arts. "It didn't open, the royal family's face was lost by you. What are you doing in this world? Why not die?"

This sentence is overdone, but it is the voice of several princes present.

The affection of the emperor's family is the most meager, and this moment is vividly reflected.

In the Kunlun realm, there are not many people who can open the "Shenwu Mark", and there is only one of ten people at most. It can be said that the status of each warrior is extremely high.

Of course, for the martial arts power, it is another matter. The martial arts master's blood is strong, and future generations will pass on the strong blood, and the probability of opening the "mark of martial arts" will be much greater.

King Yunwu has a total of nine sons, eight of whom have opened the "Mark of Shenwu". Only Zhang Ruochen, who is sixteen years old, has not yet opened the "Mark of Shenwu" and has become the laughingstock of the royal family.

Many people laughed and called him "Tiger Father Dog".

There were even some gossips in the DPRK, claiming that Zhang Ruochen was not the biological son of King Yunwu County. Although it was just a rumor, it also made the faces of the royal family dull.

Therefore, most of the other princes thought that Zhang Ruochen was the shame of the royal family. He did not regard him as a brother at all, and he wished he had died earlier.

In recent years, even the King of Yunwu County has somewhat alienated Zhang Ruochen and Lin Fei. Under the exclusion of other concubines and princes, last night, Zhang Ruochen and Lin Fei were finally driven out of the main hall and forced to move to the side hall.

Zhang Ruochen just stood there silently, ignoring the five princes and eight princes.

Until there isn't enough strength, any word dispute will only make others take you more seriously.

Lin Fei stood with the other princesses and saw the crowded Zhang Ruochen with heartache, but there was nothing they could do.

"Sacrificial Ceremony, Start!"

The master of Yunwu County stood above the altar, holding a roll of congratulations, and recited it.

Then, above the altar, a large snail, a large horn was blown, and a maiden in a colorful dress rang the sixteen instruments, including the chime, chime, chime and bell.

Then, they slaughtered the animals and sacrificed to heaven with blood.

"Wow--"

The thick flesh turned into a stout beam of light, straight into the sky, shattered the clouds, and rushed into the vast sky.

Suddenly, a starlight flew down from the sky, fell to the brows of a six-year-old boy, merged with the body of the little boy, and turned into a crimson "shenwu mark".

The crowd exclaimed, "Xue Dutong's younger son, at the age of six, opened the mark of Divine Martial Arts!"

"The Mark of the Red Flame Divine Martial Art belongs to the Sipin Divine Mark. It is too powerful, and the future is boundless!"

The Mark of the Divine Martial Arts is also divided into grades, from one grade to nine grades.

Yipin Shenwu Mark is the weakest and Jiupin Shenwu Mark is the strongest.

Everyone stared at the six-year-old boy with envious eyes.

At the age of six, the mark of the fourth-grade **** and martial arts was opened, which is called the proud of the sky, and the future achievements will definitely not be low.

Among the many generals in Yunwu County, a burly man patted his chest, laughed loudly, and was excited, "Okay! It is indeed my son Liang Xue. It is a feast in Tongtong tonight, everyone must come to appreciate it . Haha! "

"Wow!"

Above the sky, countless starlights flew down again, fell into the eyebrows of adolescents and young girls, and turned into immortal marks.

Among them, there are the most imprints of the first grade of Shenwu, and there are very few teenagers who can open the second grade of Shenwu. The most powerful person is still the son of Xue Dutong, and the fourth grade of Shenwu is beyond everyone's sight.

After all, the number of people who opened the mark of Shenwu was only a few, probably only one tenth of the total number. Everyone was inexplicably excited, and finally received the approval of the gods, which opened the door to martial arts.

Those teenagers and girls who did not open the mark of Shenwu were all very frustrated, and some people even cried and lost their voices.

Seeing the sacrifice was about to end, but Zhang Ruochen still did not open the mark of Shenwu.

At the age of 16, he did not open the mark of Shenwu. It is almost impossible to open the mark of Shenwu. In the future, he can only be a mediocre ordinary person.

Everyone ignored him, just like a dust in the corner, not paying attention at all.

At first, Lin Fei also held a hint of fantasy, hoping that her child would create a miracle and open the mark of magical martial arts. Even if you can't become a martial artist, at least you can strengthen your body and body, and you won't be tortured by the disease.

As the sacrifice came to an end, Lin Fei's hope turned into disappointment and even despair again.

Just when Zhang Ruochen thought that he could not open the mark of Shenwu, the white spar he was holding tightly in his hand was slightly brightened.

The best moment before the end of the sacrifice, a starlight fell from the sky and fell to the heart of Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, turning into a white circular mark of gods.

"Wow!"

A burning sensation came from the heart of the eyebrow, and then spread all over the body.

It's on!

Zhang Ruochen was so excited that he finally opened the mark of Shenwu.

As long as the Siwu Mark is turned on, even if it is a Siwu Mark, he doesn't care.

At first no one paid attention to Zhang Ruochen, but at the moment Zhang Ruochen opened the mark of Shenwu, it attracted everyone's attention.

"That's not the nine princes. He's all sixteen years old, and he's frail and ill, and he can even open the mark of the gods and martial arts!" Many people stared at Zhang Ruochen with an unbelievable look, which was incredible.

The six princes and eight princes standing next to Zhang Ruochen also widened their eyes and showed a surprised look.

how can that be?

Lin Fei looked at Zhang Ruochen ~ www. ~ After seeing the imprint of Zhang Ruochen's brows, she shed tears of joy and rushed to Zhang Ruochen's face, hugging Zhang Ruochen's body tightly, "Dust, you finally Do it! Do it! "

An old **** next to the king of Yunwu County, came to Zhang Ruochen, and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mrs. Lin, congratulations to His Highness Nine Princes on the opening of the Divine Seal. The queen asked the old slave to invite His Highness Nine Princes to pass by. The grade of the Mark of Divine Martial Arts opened by His Highness Nine Princes! "

"queen!"

The smile on Lin Fei's face froze immediately, and Zhang Ruochen was behind him with some tension.

"My dear, let's meet the queen!"

Zhang Ruochen noticed the subtle changes in Princess Lin, and secretly said in her heart that it seemed that the queen lady was not a good person, so she had to be more careful.

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