Menglan Continent, southeast of the Xuanwu Empire, Situ Kingdom.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians passing outside the Situ Palace, and whenever these passers-by passed by the palace, they would throw a complex look at the palace that seemed to be mockery, silent mourning, and emotion.

At first, the guards of the palace would look at him angrily, and even fight, but after a long time, they seemed to get used to it, and turned a blind eye to these countless inexplicable eyes. Even people with particularly sad eyes will look at a young man in the palace with the same feeling, and can't help but sigh silently.

The boy was born ordinary, and he belonged to an existence that was easily ignored in the crowd. He was standing there, as if he were saddened.

But how did others know that Situ Nan looked at these disdainful or sad eyes, but in fact, there were no waves in his heart.

Situ Nan was just surprised, and with a hint of frustration, because he couldn't understand why the exercises he used to cultivate in his previous life were useless in this life, and even the Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu Four Sutras, and even the Yellow Dragon Sutra, which Situ Nan had never cultivated, were all unable to cultivate.

In the eyes of others, it was three years, but in fact, as for Situ Nan, he knew that in fact, he had been cultivating alone since he was three years old, and now a full ten years have passed, but his cultivation is still not an inch advanced.

That's right, Situ Nan is not an ordinary teenager, and even in terms of rebirth, he is already a veteran!

In Situ Nan's memory, in his first life, he was a coder on the earth, and he somehow came to this foreign continent. Later, Situ Nan taught several apprentices, all of whom were geniuses, but later he died at the hands of a certain apprentice.

But Situ Nan actually doesn't want to resent anything, rebirth is already a heavenly favor, even if his rebirth is remembered by this thief, but he is lucky after all, isn't he?

As for his own apprentices...... Otherwise, how could they do it to themselves? After all, they are so good to them. What's more, now that he can be reborn again, how can he resent it again?

Having said that, why did the people around him look at Situ Nan with strange eyes in this life? This is a long story, thirteen years ago, a dark and windy night......

Ahem, forget it, since it's a long story, let's make a long story short.

Since Situ Nan was ten years old, the palace specially sent people to teach him to cultivate, but he has not made any progress. Now that three years have passed, Situ Nan is still like an ordinary person, without the slightest cultivation.

Oh no, in this martial continent, Situ Nan's performance is a bit insulting to the word "ordinary people". After all, if it were someone else, it would be fine, but Situ Nan was the first heir in line to the Situ Kingdom after all, and he was such a waste material, which would naturally attract discussions and onlookers from others.

Waste material, Situ Nan thought of this word, and couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly. In my previous life, I could still cultivate for a while, but in this life, I won't even have the opportunity to cultivate?

When Situ Nan was looking at the shadow and feeling sorry for himself, a sudden rapid voice came, interrupting Situ Nan's thoughts.

Situ Nan raised his eyes and couldn't help laughing. I saw that a "Roshan" not far away was rushing towards him, and he kept shouting while running: "Your Highness, Your Highness, the prince asked you to meet him in the back hall now." ”

The oncoming "Roshan" is Situ Nan's current hair and personal servant-Zhen Pang.

Every time Situ Nan saw him, he was thinking, could it be that his parents were peerless masters who could predict the prophet?

As soon as Situ Nan slipped away from the gods' exercises, Zhen Pang had already come to Situ Nan, and saw that his little highness was in a habitual daze again, and couldn't help but hurriedly say: "Your Highness, hurry, go to the back hall, the prince is waiting for you!"

Situ Nan came back to his senses, looked at Zhen Pang lightly, and asked, "Father has been in poor health recently, what happened to me at this time?"

Zhen Pang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw his highness come back to his senses. Then after hearing the question, he thought about it first, and then said: "I don't know about the little one, but I heard the messenger say that the prince looks good today, His Royal Highness relaxes, and it is not a big deal to think about it." ”

When Situ Nan heard this, he didn't think much about it, and walked to the back hall in response.

Before he had taken a few steps, Situ Nan suddenly paused, turned back to Zhen Pang and said: "By the way, how many times have I told you, we are small, just talk about it! If you call me His Royal Highness, don't mention the word 'small', say 'I'! Or according to your habit, say 'I'!"

Zhen Pang Han smiled: "No, if I let my father hear that I have to be beaten to the flesh, I don't want to lie in bed for a few more days." ”

Situ Nan smiled helplessly, "I've told you everything, I've already told Uncle Zhen about this, and he has agreed to your change of name." ”

When Zhen Pang heard this, his face suddenly changed, he looked around, and after finding that there was no one around, he said, "Your Highness, what do you still say, you can kill me! The last time I heard you say this, I shouted two sentences in front of people, and when I went back, I was smoked by my father." ”

Zhen Pang paused and continued: "My father said, 'Your Highness let you be a melon baby, you can do it!' You Laozi, I told His Highness that I agree with your melon baby to say me in front of him, but I didn't tell Your Highness that I won't smoke you!' ”

When Situ Nan heard this, he laughed and said, "That's my fault, I didn't expect this stubble." ”

Zhen Pang hesitated for a moment, but still didn't continue to persuade Situ Nan, "Okay, Your Highness, go to the prince quickly, don't let the prince wait for a long time." ”

"Cheng, I'll go to my father first, and I'll help you talk to Uncle Zhen when I see him later. ”

After a while, Situ Nan arrived in the back hall, and what caught his eye was a powerful man, but if you look closely, you will find that this sturdy body is faintly weak.

Situ Nan stepped forward, saluted the big man respectfully, and said, "Father, I don't know what my father is looking for. ”

Dahan Situ Gong looked at the adult-sized figure in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You, although you have always been thoughtful, you are not as lively and lawless as other children. But the father has always felt that this seems very unfamiliar. ”

"We don't have to be so polite between father and son, and you don't have to be so reserved. Young people, young and frivolous are common, as long as they don't kill people and set fires, even if they make a fuss. Even if you really cause something, in our Situ country, you can still afford it for your father!"

After Situ Nan heard this, he secretly pouted, I am an old monster anyway, and I have never called my father in my life. Although it feels good to have a cheap dad like you, I really want me to treat you as my own father?

Situ Nan slandered for a while, and said respectfully on the surface: "Etiquette can't be abolished, my father should first talk about what is the matter with finding his son." ”

Situ Gong looked at his respectful child, and couldn't help sighing, and then said with a straight face: "You have been practicing martial arts for three years, although you are still cultivating an inch, but these two years of cultivation have also made your meridians much tougher, and I will prepare for my father to 'urge qi' for you in three days, so as to determine why you have failed to cultivate." If it's really not talented...... Ahem, ahem, being a father also has a way to make you rich and worry-free. Now, go down first, and prepare for the Father. ”

Situ Nan looked at the body in front of him, which was still majestic but gradually showing its age, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of emotion.

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