Chapter 1: The Aftermath

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The cliffs are steep and dangerous.

Before dawn, more than 100 armor soldiers protected a young man in brocade clothes and fled in the mountain road with heavy rocks.

Behind him were countless pursuers, holding torches, like a long dragon.

"The prince has an order, and whoever captures the prince alive will be promoted to the third level!

I don't know who roared.

When the pursuers heard this, they could not care about being tired, their eyes lit up, and they pursued them closely.

"A few of you will protect Your Highness and leave first, and the others will stay with me!"

Among the soldiers, a man who looked like an officer ordered to the crowd. Then he took dozens of armor soldiers and fought with the pursuers behind him. The rest of the armor soldiers escorted the young man and continued to flee forward.

The brocade-clothed boy who was protected and fled for his life was named Chu Xuan. Chu Xuan ran wildly all the way, his chest was stuffy and painful, his throat was sweet, and he almost coughed up blood. He had just turned eleven years old, and he had never suffered hardships in his daily life, but now he was in a big trouble and was embarrassed for a while.

"Oh no, there's a cliff ahead!" said one of the armorers in despair.

Everyone looked ahead, and sure enough, there was no way ahead, and everyone was facing a bottomless cliff.

"Your Highness, your subordinates have done their best! You are a nobleman, where to go, I hope you choose for yourself. ”

A few armorers said, pulled out the long sword at their waists, and rushed towards the pursuers behind them like moths to fire.

Looking at the abyss under his feet, Chu Xuan's whole body trembled, and cold sweat flowed. The voice of the pursuer behind him became clearer and clearer, and he was about to be killed.

That's it, that's it. I hope that in the next life, I will not be born in the emperor's family.

Chu Xuan took a breath, closed his eyes tightly, jumped forward, and disappeared into the vast mist.

...

The Nanyuan Continent is one of the three continents in the world.

On this continent, the Terrans have established countless nations.

The State of Zhou, an ordinary small country on the continent of the Southern Yuan Dynasty, has 10 states and 300 counties, and has been established for more than 200 years.

Like other countries on the mainland, the ruling class of the Zhou state was monks. Whether it is the inheritance of the throne or the selection of officials, here, it is all based on strength. From princes and nobles to ordinary monks, they all have their lifelong pursuit of cultivating to a higher realm.

Chu Xuan, as the only son of Chu Yan, the emperor of the Zhou State, was originally the only heir of this country. It's a pity that he has been measured by the Pulse Initiation Master since he was six years old, and he does not have a spiritual vein around his body, so he is destined to be unable to practice for the rest of his life.

It turns out that the cultivation of the human race is related to the thirty-six spiritual veins around the body. An ordinary person must first open the spiritual veins before he can be called a monk. Then absorb the aura of heaven and earth, supplemented by heaven and earth treasures, and reach a certain realm, this is practice.

The cultivation of monks requires a lot of resources to break through the realm, and the royal families of various countries control the local monk class by monopolizing the cultivation resources, so as to achieve the goal of ruling the whole country.

For the princes and nobles, as the Son of Heaven who is the Ninety-Five, he must be a royal family with profound cultivation, so that the Quartet can be stable and the world can return to the heart.

Chu Xuan was born without a pulse, and he was undoubtedly a wasted person. Therefore, many ministers have advised Emperor Chu Yan, hoping that he will accept wives and concubines and have another prince, but Chu Yan has ignored it.

Two months ago, when Chu Yan broke through the bottleneck of his cultivation, he was suddenly punished by heaven and failed to cross the catastrophe. When he was dying, he wrote an edict and passed the throne to Chu Xuan, who was only eleven years old.

Many people are not convinced by this edict. Chu Yan's younger brother, King Jing Chu Mo is one of them.

Before Chu Xuan held the enthronement ceremony, Chu Mo took the lead in launching a rebellion and led tens of thousands of troops to attack the capital.

Because Chu Yan died too hastily, Chu Xuan had almost no foundation in the court. Therefore, Chumo's rebellion was supported by many ministers, and it was not long before the rebels took the imperial city without difficulty.

As soon as he entered the imperial city, Chu Mo immediately ordered the arrest of his nephew Chu Xuan.

And Chu Xuan, under the protection of dozens of armor soldiers loyal to the first emperor, broke out of the siege and fled to the mountains behind the imperial city, which was the beginning of the scene.

...

In the early morning, the fog in the mountains gradually cleared.

It was the beginning of spring, the snow and ice were melting, and the mountains were full of flowers. In the distance, the white crane flies and can be seen faintly, and in the distance, the stream is murmuring and can be heard clearly.

An old man in a kudzu robe, with white hair and a medicine basket on his back, like an ape, jumped back and forth between the cliffs, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers in front of him, while looking for the treasures that grew in the cracks of the stones.

"Huh, it's getting dark?"

The old man wondered in his heart, the sun had just risen, why was it so dim in the blink of an eye? He raised his eyes to the sky, but he saw a dark shadow, getting closer and closer to him, thinking that something was falling at a rapid speed.

"Not good!"

The old man was startled, and was about to avoid the shadow, but unfortunately he was a step too late, and the thing smashed right on his back, knocking him down in front of a large rock on the edge of the cliff.

"What... What the hell!"

The old man spat out the blood, removed the thing from his body, and got up tremblingly. The medicine basket on his back had been flattened, and the heavenly and earthly treasures inside had been squeezed into a pulp, but fortunately, he himself had cultivated deeply and was not stoned to death.

The old man thought that the stones on the mountain had rolled down and hit him, but when he looked closely, there was an unconscious young man in brocade lying beside him.

He endured the pain and poked his finger into the young man's nose to find that the other party was still breathing.

Looking at the smashed medicine basket on his body and the sparse medicinal materials inside, the old man's heart was dripping blood. He suddenly grabbed the young man's shirt and shook it vigorously, trying to shake him awake.

After a long time, the boy woke up slowly.

"Am I here, in the land of reincarnation? Grandpa, you... You must be, Nether Judge, right?"

Chu Xuan's eyes were half-open, his breath was weak, and he asked slowly.

"What judge! you! pay me for my elixir!"

When the old man saw Chu Xuan wake up, he was emotional, and grabbed his shirt again, shaking it and roaring at the same time.

His strength was too great, Chu Xuan was so dizzy that he fainted again.

"You, don't play dead! Wake up for the old man!"

The old man shook desperately, but this time, Chu Xuan didn't wake up for a long time.

"Damn you, old man's baby!" The old man shook for a while, and when he saw that the other party was still not awake, he sat on the ground dejectedly, almost crying.

No, you can't just leave it at that!

Looking at Chu Xuan, who was unconscious, the old man decided to take him to a safe place first, wake him up, and then ask him to compensate for his losses.

The old man rounded the flattened medicine basket, hesitated for a moment, picked up Chu Xuan on the ground with a look of disgust, shook his sleeves, and volleyed away.

At this moment, the old man would never have thought that one day his decision today would change the history of the continent under his feet.

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