The country where Zhang Ruochen is now located, called "Yunwu County", is only one of the thousands of counties in the eastern region of Kunlun.

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

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

Zhang Ruochen's current identity is the ninth son of the king of Yunwu County.

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

"The original owner of this body didn't even open the 'Divine Martial Mark' until he was sixteen years old, and he must have been abandoned by the gods. What can I do to have a greater chance of opening the 'Shenwu Seal'?"

In the Kunlun realm, if you want to open the "Shenwu Seal", you must get the approval of the gods.

It is called, the divine right of martial arts.

During the sacrificial ceremony, there will be a heaven and earth divine bridge between the divine realm and the Kunlun realm, connecting the two worlds. After enjoying the sacrifices, the gods will give some gifted humans the "Divine Martial Mark" to help them open the door to cultivation.

The more talented a person is, the sooner he can get the "Shenwu Mark".

In Zhang Ruochen's last life, when he was still in the womb, he turned on the "Shenwu Mark", which can be described as a natural genius.

In this life, when he was sixteen years old, he didn't even open the "Shenwu Seal", and he was basically a person who was abandoned by the gods. Even if you participate in the sacrifice ceremony tomorrow, it is almost impossible to obtain the "Shenwu Mark".

Zhang Ruochen couldn't sleep, sat up from the bed, and held a white spar in the shape of a jujube kernel in his hand, with sharp ends and three-dimensional in the middle, crystal clear, without the slightest impurity.

He began to study this white spar, perhaps, it could help him, get the approval of a certain god, and open the "Divine Martial Mark".

This white spar was a gift from Emperor Ming to him at his sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what this white spar was, but he just wore it close to his body. Unexpectedly, 800 years later, it is still on its own.

"I'll go from 800 years ago to 800 years from now, maybe it has something to do with it. ”

Zhang Ruochen squeezed the white spar tightly, closed his eyes, and the figure of his father Emperor Ming appeared in his mind, and he didn't know if his father was still alive in the world?

That night, it snowed heavily in the royal city.

In the early morning of the next day, the entire royal city was covered with thick snow, and the vermilion palaces, pavilions, and pavilions were all wrapped in a layer of ice sculpture snow clothing.

Winter solstice, the coldest day of the year.

The warriors of the entire royal city gathered outside the ancestral hall of the emperors, and under the leadership of the county king, they sacrificed to the gods.

Outside the ancestral hall of the emperors, an ancient altar is piled with huge stones. On the altar, not only tens of thousands of livestock, but also cattle, sheep, and pigs were tied...... , and many powerful brute beasts locked in chains.

Civil and military officials, martial monks, princes and concubines, countless teenagers and girls waiting to open the Shenwu mark, and even some babies who are still in swaddling clothes.

This is a national ceremony, not only in the royal city, but also in every city, every town, and every village in Yunwu County.

"Ninth brother, you are sixteen years old, even if you participate in the sacrificial ceremony, it is impossible to obtain the 'Shenwu Mark', why bother to be embarrassed?" The eighth prince, Zhang Ji, put his hands behind his back and smiled coldly.

The sixth prince stood beside the eighth prince, with a cold face, and said, "It is said that dragons give birth to nine sons, each of which is different. What a heroic character my father was, but he gave birth to you, a waste, sixteen years old, and he didn't even open the 'Shenwu Mark', and the face of the royal family was all lost by you. What are you doing in this world, why don't you die?"

This sentence has been said a little, but it is the voice of several princes present.

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

In the Kunlun Realm, there are not many people who can open the "Divine Martial Mark", and there is only one person at most out of ten. It can be said that the status of every warrior is extremely high.

Of course, for martial arts powerhouses, it's another matter. The bloodline of a martial arts master is strong, and future generations will also pass on the powerful bloodline, and the probability of opening the "Shenwu Mark" is much greater.

King Yunwu has a total of nine sons, eight of whom have opened the "Shenwu Mark", but only Zhang Ruochen, who is already sixteen years old, still has not opened the "Shenwu Mark" and has become the laughing stock of the royal family.

Many people laughingly call him "Tiger Father and Dog Son".

There are even some rumors in the court, claiming that Zhang Ruochen is not the biological son of the king of Yunwu County. Although it was just a rumor, it also made the faces of the people in the royal family gloomy.

Therefore, most of the other princes think that Zhang Ruochen is a disgrace to the royal family, and they don't regard him as a brother at all, and they wish he died sooner.

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

Zhang Ruochen just stood there silently, ignoring the sixth prince and the eighth prince.

Before you have enough strength, any battle of words will only make others look down on you more.

Concubine Lin stood with the other princesses, and her heart ached when she saw Zhang Ruochen, who was being excluded, but there was nothing she could do.

"The Sacrifice Ceremony, Begin!"

The national teacher of Yunwu County stood above the altar, holding a scroll of blessings and reciting it.

Subsequently, above the altar, the big conch and the horn were blown, and the palace maids in colorful clothes and graceful clothes sounded the chime, chime, and bell and other sixteen musical instruments.

Then they slaughtered the cattle and sacrificed their blood to the heavens.

"Wow-"

The rich blood qi turned into a thick pillar of light, which rushed straight into the sky, shattering the clouds and rushing into the vast sky.

Suddenly, a starlight flew down from the sky and landed on the eyebrows of a six-year-old boy, merging with the boy's body and turning into a crimson "Shenwu Mark".

In the crowd, there was an exclamation, "Xue Dutong's youngest son is only six years old when he opened the Shenwu Seal!"

"The Red Flame Divine Martial Mark, which belongs to the Four-Rank Divine Martial Mark. It's amazing, and the future is immeasurable!"

The Shenwu imprint is also divided into grades, from the first grade to the ninth grade.

The first-rank Shenwu mark is the weakest, and the ninth-grade Shenwu mark is the strongest.

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

At the age of six, he opened the four-grade Shenwu Seal, which can be called the pride of the sky, and his future achievements are definitely not low.

Among the many generals of Yunwu County, a burly man patted his chest, laughed loudly, and was excited, "Okay! Haha!"

"Wow!"

Above the sky, countless starlights flew down, falling into the eyebrows of young men and girls, turning into divine marks.

Among them, there are very few teenagers who have the most first-grade Shenwu imprints, and there are very few teenagers who can open the second-grade Shenwu imprints, and the most powerful person is still the son of Xue Dutong, and the fourth-grade Shenwu imprint, which makes everyone out of reach.

After all, the people who opened the Shenwu Seal were a minority, probably only one-tenth of the total number. Everyone was inexplicably excited, and finally got the approval of the gods and opened the door to martial arts.

Those teenagers and girls who did not open the Shenwu mark were all very lost, and some of them even cried bitterly, which can be described as a few joys and a few sorrows.

Seeing that the sacrifice was about to end, Zhang Ruochen still did not open the Shenwu Seal.

At the age of sixteen, he didn't open the Shenwu Mark, and it was almost impossible to open the Shenwu Mark, so he could only be a mediocre ordinary person in the future.

Everyone ignored him, like a speck of dust in a corner, not noticed at all.

Concubine Lin also had a hint of fantasy at first, hoping that her child could create a miracle and open the Shenwu Seal. Even if you can't become a martial arts powerhouse, at least you can strengthen your body and not be tortured by illness again.

As the sacrifice drew to a close, Concubine Lin's hope turned into disappointment and even despair again.

Just when Zhang Ruochen thought that he couldn't open the Shenwu Seal, the white spar that he was holding tightly in his hand lit up slightly.

At the last moment before the end of the sacrifice, a grain of starlight fell from the sky and fell to the center of Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, turning into a white circular Shenwu mark.

"Wow!"

A burning sensation came from the center of the eyebrows, and then spread throughout the body.

It's on!

Zhang Ruochen was extremely excited, and finally opened the Shenwu Seal.

As long as the Shenwu Mark is turned on, even if it is a first-grade Shenwu Mark, he doesn't care at all.

Originally, no one paid attention to Zhang Ruochen, but the moment Zhang Ruochen opened the Shenwu Seal, it attracted everyone's attention.

"That's not the Ninth Prince, he's sixteen years old, and he's frail and sickly, he can actually open the Shenwu Seal!" Many people stared at Zhang Ruochen with an incredulous look, feeling incredible.

The sixth prince and the eighth prince who were standing next to Zhang Ruochen also widened their eyes, revealing a look of surprise.

How is this possible?

Concubine Lin looked at Zhang Ruochen, and after seeing the Shenwu mark on Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, she shed tears of joy, and immediately rushed to Zhang Ruochen's front and hugged Zhang Ruochen's body tightly, "Chen'er, you finally did it!

An old eunuch beside the King of Yunwu County walked in front of Zhang Ruochen and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Concubine Lin, congratulations to His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince for opening the Shenwu Seal! The queen asked the old slave to invite His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince to come over, and she wants to personally test the grade of the Shenwu Mark opened by His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince!"

"Queen!"

The smile on Concubine Lin's face immediately froze, and she was a little nervous to protect Zhang Ruochen behind her.

"Mother, let's go see the queen!"

Zhang Ruochen noticed the subtle changes in Concubine Lin, and secretly said in his heart, it seems that this queen is not a good person, so she should be careful.

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