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The Canglong Continent is vast and unknown, and there are countless living beings living and breeding on it. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of the Novel Network) This piece of heaven and earth is extremely abundant, and the living beings can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, cultivate their own bodies, perceive heaven and earth, and incarnate martial arts.

As the so-called chivalry violates the prohibition with martial arts, in addition to bringing people a sense of security, there is also endless fighting and turmoil. The Canglong Continent is such a turbulent land where the strong are respected.

In this land, imperial power is crowned as secular, and in the eyes of those martial arts masters, imperial power is nothing more than child's play. In the 10,000-year history of the Canglong Continent, there are many dynasties that have been destroyed because they offended the great supernatural powers. After countless years of oppression, the imperial power has been completely reduced to a tool for the powerful to concentrate the resources of the world.

Even though the imperial power has long lost its supreme authority in the Canglong Continent, in the secular world, the imperial power is still high, but this one is high, and it is somewhat more servile.

The Tang Dynasty is a middle-level dynasty in the north of the Canglong Continent. In the Canglong Continent, the dynasty is divided into four classes, from bottom to top, which are low-level, intermediate, high-level, and super. The rank of the dynasty is not determined by the size of the dynasty, but by the strength of the dynasty. Low-level dynasties are mostly puppet regimes controlled by sects and family lords, and they completely serve the big forces. The middle-level dynasty took refuge in a certain large sect or powerful family, and exchanged most of the domestic income for the protection of the big power, which was equivalent to the vassal of the powerful power. The high-ranking dynasty itself has a good power, and it can compete with second-rate sectarian families in its territory, and it has the qualifications to cooperate with sectarian families. As for the Super Dynasty, it has the strength to compete with the top forces in the entire Canglong Continent. It is only in such a country that the imperial power has part of the style of the ancient imperial dynasties.

In the current Canglong Continent, there are only three Super Dynasties, all of which are concentrated in the central region of the Canglong Continent. There are dozens of high-level dynasties, distributed in all directions, hundreds of middle-level dynasties, and the number of low-level dynasties is unknown.

Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, is the largest secular imperial city within a radius of 10,000 miles, with a permanent population of more than 10 million and a depth of more than 100 miles. The founding of the Tang Dynasty has been more than 500 years, the first emperor Li Yuan was born in the Great Yan Sect, is a core disciple of the sect, because when he went out to try, he was seriously injured, injured the origin of martial arts, and his strength could not be advanced, and later with the support of the sect, he integrated several low-level dynasties in this region and established the Tang Dynasty. According to the previous plan of the Great Yan Sect, this Tang Dynasty should also be only a low-level dynasty. But Li Yuan, the ancestor of the Tang Dynasty, is also a hero, and he actually relied on his connections in the Great Yan Sect to make many dots, and he was stunned to withstand the pardon of the sect, and successfully made the Tang Dynasty change from a puppet to a vassal. This is why there are hundreds of years of Datang.

After hundreds of years of development, especially the previous generations of kings of the Tang Dynasty were all Ming lords, and they were lightly endowed, so that the Tang Dynasty accumulated not a weak national strength. The current emperor can also be called the lord of the Ming, and he has been on the throne for ten years, and the Tang Dynasty has become more and more prosperous.

In the iron prison of the Tang Sect's Mansion, a young man in Chinese clothes stood on the ground, his body twitched constantly, and a painful moan spread throughout the prison, but whether it was the jailer or the prisoners in other cells, they were all indifferent, as if they were used to it.

With a thud, the young man in Chinese clothes spat out a mouthful of blood, and his pupils completely lost focus. At this time, a blue six-pointed star the size of a copper coin hung on the neck of the young man in Chinese costumes, stained with the blood of the young man, and a blue star was found, and a stream of black smoke that seemed to be substantial in the six-pointed star was submerged into the body of the young man in Chinese costumes.

Not far from the iron prison of the young man in Chinese costumes, two jailers, an old man and a young man, were chatting, and they didn't care when they heard the loss of the young man in Chinese clothes.

"Hey, another unlucky bastard, born in the royal family, no matter how glorious and rich he was in life, he will only be a pile of rotten meat after death. The old jailer sighed under his breath.

"Uncle Wang, be cautious. The royal family is not something we can talk about. The young jailer's face changed, and he hurriedly reminded.

"It's okay, there are more princes and ministers who have entered the death row of the Zongren Mansion. A few more make it out alive every year. I don't know what the identity of this young man is, he is going to die at such a young age. The old jailer said unconcernedly.

A group of guards entered the cell, startling the two jailers who were chatting.

"This is the order of the sect, hand over the three princes to us immediately!" said the general of the Imperial Forest Army with a cold face.

"Yes, sir!"

Looking at the sign on Master Zongling's warrant asking for release, the old jailer understood the identity of the young man in Chinese clothes, and although his face was suspicious, he did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly opened the iron prison where the young man in Chinese clothes was located.

The Imperial Forest Army General looked at the young man in Chinese clothes who fell to the ground motionless, especially the pool of stinky blood under the young man, and couldn't help but show a look of disgust on his face.

"My lord, His Royal Highness the Third Prince may ......," the old jailer interjected. The general of the Imperial Forest Army glared at him fiercely, and the frightened old jailer immediately swallowed the words behind, after so many years in the prison, the old jailer knew how to observe words and feelings. These three princes are locked up here, and they are highly poisoned, which must be involved in the internal struggle of the imperial family, and it is definitely not something that a little jailer can mix with him.

"See if you're still alive?" said the Imperial Guards General to the soldiers behind him.

A young Imperial Forest soldier squatted down to inspect it, looked up and said, "Lord Cao, you're still alive." ”

"Take it away!" the Imperial Guards General waved his hand in disgust, as if he didn't want to stay here for a minute longer.

The young man in fancy dress was taken away roughly. The rough appearance stunned the young jailer.

"Uncle Wang, this is the third prince! This general is too good, he dares to treat the prince like this. The young jailer said.

"Cut, this is the third prince, if other princes give this general a hundred guts, he won't dare to do this. Lao Wang said disdainfully.

"Uncle Wang, is there any difference between these three princes?" the young jailer asked with a curious expression.

One look at the young jailer. The old jailer's gossip fire burned, and he said proudly: "I also heard that this third prince is an illegitimate child, and he is a seed left by His Majesty when he was young and romantic. His mother was a woman in a green house. The existence of the three princes was the biggest scandal of the royal family. Moreover, the qualifications of the three princes are very poor, they do not practice martial arts, and they like luxury, and they are not liked by His Majesty the Emperor. I heard that for the sake of the face of the royal family, he was confined in the palace, but I don't know which big man this poor third prince offended and was actually imprisoned in the prison of the Zongren Mansion. ”

"Uncle Wang, I just saw that the appearance of the third prince is not normal, if he dies, will we be to blame?" the young jailer had a worried look on his face. After all, a qiē has something to do with the royal family, and the reason has become unreasonable.

"Don't worry, even if the third prince dies, it won't be possible to trouble us. Besides, isn't there a Zongling lord up there? And what kind of place is the Zongren Mansion? That's a special punishment for members of the royal family, and the water is deep here, so we little jailers just need to do what we need to do. Leave nothing else. The old jailer said earnestly.

The young jailer nodded as if he didn't understand, and turned his head to look at the prisoner's door on death row with a complicated expression because the third prince was taken out, with a thoughtful look on his face.

At a small gate in the southwest corner of the Tang Palace, a small group of Imperial Forest Army sneaked in. Abandon the dying third prince at the door of a dimly lit hall, and then quickly leave. Although this is the most remote part of the palace, it is also an important place for the palace, and the Imperial Guards do not have an amnesty and cannot stay for a long time.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" A twelve or thirteen-year-old goddess of the palace ran to the third prince in a panic, pulling his body hard, trying to pull him up, but she was small and weak, how could she lift the dead body of the third prince.

"Water...... , Water ......" A faint voice came from the unconscious third prince.

"Water, Ao, I'll get it right away. The little palace maid ran in in a panic.

After feeding some water, the third prince's pale face improved slightly. It's just that the eyes that opened were full of confusion.

"You...... Who are you?" said the third prince with difficulty.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you? I'm Yaoji! You don't know me anymore?" Although the third prince is often bullied, and injuries are even more common, it is the first time that he is so strict, and he has only one breath left.

"Yao Ji ?......" the third prince muttered a few words to himself, and fell into a coma again.

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Zao Wou-Ki had a dream, a long, long dream. He dreamed that his body shrank and disappeared under a six-pointed star that emitted a bright blue light, but his soul became incomparably stronger. Later the six-pointed star exploded, and his soul was pulled into a black hole. After wandering in the void for a long time, he was pulled to a warm place by a force. When she regained consciousness, there was a very delicate little girl who called herself "Your Highness". It's ridiculous, I'm just an international mercenary, not His Royal Highness. Later, Zao Wou-Ki's mind conjured up many unfamiliar images of a young boy with an extraordinary identity struggling to survive in a huge palace. There were many people in the palace, but he had no friends and no one cared. All he got was a white eye, which was humiliation. Later, a woman came to the palace, to be precise, it should be a twenty-eight-year-old girl, very beautiful, very beautiful, and the boy's brother and brother were all around the woman. The boy was self-aware and did not dare to approach. This estrangement aroused the girl's interest. From the messy picture in front of him, Zao Wou-Ki felt the boy's disgust for the stunning girl.

The girl's identity seems to be extraordinary, and her appearance is outstanding, so she is naturally extremely arrogant. The boy's ignorance made her teased. Then the boy's eldest brother actually commanded the Imperial Forest Army to put him on death row in the Zongren Mansion in order to shoot the girl's sycophants. During the four days on death row, the boy coughed up blood every day, and he whimpered directly, and then Zao Wou-Ki entered this body and borrowed the corpse to return his soul.

The picture is very broken, it is all the obsession of some boys before their death, and even if the soul dissipates after death, it does not completely disappear in the body.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I, Zao Wou-ki, would borrow the corpse to return my soul. Since God won't let me die, then I can only live well. Zao Wou-Ki opened his eyes and said in a voice that only he could hear.

"Your Highness, you are awake. I...... I can't lift you!"

Sitting cross-legged next to Zao Wou-Ki was the little palace maid he saw for the first time.

"Yaoji, help me up, it's not okay to lie here. "Although he did not die, he came to another time and space and became another person. The obsessions of the previous life also completely dissipated with the change of life and death. Now Zao Wou-Ki just wants to live well in his new identity. But he felt that this body was extremely bad, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stand lying on the cold ground for a long time.

"Yes, yes!" The little palace maid saw that although Zhao Wuji's face was pale, he was full of anger when he spoke, not like he was dying, and her face showed an extremely happy look.

Although the identity of the former owner of Zao Wou-Ki's body is not ordinary, the residence is very small, and the interior is also in some disrepair, compared to the golden palace complex in the distance, it is simply the difference between heaven and hell. Except for a bed, almost all the rest were all kinds of gorgeous clothes.

"This ...... Is this my home?" Zao Wou-Ki said with a wry smile.

"Yes, Your Highness. In the past few days since you disappeared, Yao Ji has been worried about death. But I believe that His Highness will definitely come back, so I have carefully sorted out these clothes, and His Highness can exchange them at any time." Yao Ji said as if offering a treasure, a pair of big eyes almost narrowed into crescent moons. Girls like beautiful things, and that has nothing to do with age. In front of Zao Wou-Ki, there are hundreds of gorgeous clothes, although they are all from Zao Wou-Ki's predecessor, but Yao Ji takes care of them every day, and she is also very happy.

"Oh!" Zao Wou-Ki replied noncommittally, smiling bitterly in his heart. I didn't expect my ex to be a pseudo-mother, and it was best to have a tendency to be a pseudo-mother. And Zao Wou-Ki in his previous life was most disgusted with those pseudo-mothers, as an iron-blooded soldier, Zao Wou-Ki advocated simplicity and practicality, and was extremely disgusted with flashy things.

"Your Highness, you have a good rest first, and I will prepare clothes for you to wear tomorrow. Yao Ji said as she helped Zao Wou-Ki to the only bed without gaudy clothes.

"No need. Put all these clothes away! I won't wear them again. Zao Wou-Ki opened his mouth and said, let him dress as a sissy, it is better to let him die.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about?" said Yaoji's mouth wide in surprise.

"Forget it. You go down first, I'm going to get some rest. Zao Wou-Ki waved his hand and asked Yao Ji to leave.

Yaoji looked at him suspiciously, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so she could only leave with doubts. Watching Yao Ji leave, Zao Wou-Ki sat cross-legged with difficulty and began to adjust his breathing. Zao Wou-Ki was on a mission at the age of seventeen to hunt down a gang of tomb robbers when he obtained a volume of Taoist texts from ancient China. It records an internal family practice called "Innate One Qi Decision". With the attitude of trying, Zao Wou-Ki began to cultivate. Maybe it was because Zao Wou-Ki had good qualifications in his previous life, or maybe it was because this volume of exercises was really amazing. In just half a year, Zao Wou-Ki cultivated the true qi of the inner family, which greatly increased his skills.

After tasting the benefits of the inner family exercises, Zao Wou-Ki developed a great interest in ancient Chinese martial arts. In between missions, he infiltrated the cradle of Chinese martial arts, the Shaolin Temple, known as the source of martial arts in the world. It's a pity that because of the inheritance problem, the martial arts of Shaolin Temple are only some fur, and the real internal classics have long been lost. At that time, Zao Wou-Ki was just in his early twenties, and it was the time when he was high-spirited and had no scruples. He infiltrated the cemetery of the Shaolin Temple. After excavating more than a dozen in a row, a volume of Buddhist classics was finally stolen from the tomb of a Shaolin abbot in the middle of the Tang Dynasty. What made Zao Wou-Ki even happier was that this volume of classics turned out to be Shaolin's most famous "King Kong Immovable Ming King Sutra", also known as "King Kong is not bad".

As a Taoist classic, "Innate One Qi Formula" focuses on the inside, emphasizing the inside and the outside, and finally achieving the unity of heaven and man. However, "King Kong is not bad magic" is just the opposite, first practice external skills, and then enter from the outside. The two exercises seem to complement each other perfectly. At that time, Zao Wou-Ki was extremely excited, thinking that with these two great magical skills in his hands, he would definitely be able to become one of the strongest people in the world.

But I don't know if it's because of the incompatibility of Buddhism and Taoism, since I started to practice the "Vajra Immovable Ming King Sutra", the cultivation of "Innate One Qi Technique" has completely come to a standstill. Until Zao Wou-ki's death, "King Kong Immovable Ming King Sutra" and "Innate One Qi Technique" were in a half-dead situation. Even the first layer of the exercises did not break through. Even so, Zao Wou-Ki still became the trump card of the "Iron Hand" international mercenary group with his two great magical skills.

"Ahem, wow!" Zao Wou-Ki spat out a mouthful of fishy black blood. His face became unusually ugly.

"Damn, it's no wonder that the third prince would die with a whimper, and he was poisoned by such a strict zhòng. Fortunately, Lao Tzu has "Innate One Qi Formula", and the innate Yuan Yang Qi of these three princes has not been lost, otherwise they will definitely not survive for three days. Zao Wou-Ki finally understood why the third prince vomited blood every day in the prison, and the root cause was here.

"The most ruthless imperial family. Damn, I didn't expect to be in big trouble as soon as I came. "To be able to poison a prince unscrupulously, this courage alone cannot be underestimated, and in the original sporadic memories of the three princes, in addition to the other princes who had a holiday with him, the only one was the character girl.

Spit out three mouthfuls of poisonous blood in succession, and Zao Wouji's pale face finally appeared bloody. But then a terrifying killing force erupted from Zao Wou-Ki's body.

"No matter who it is, now Lao Tzu is the third prince, if you want Lao Tzu's life, then Lao Tzu will want your life first. ”

After decades of bloody killing, Zao's nerves are tougher than steel. The name of the number one international mercenary was not blown out, but piled up with blood and bones.

Venting the anger in his heart, Zao Wou-Ki calmed down and began to run the basic chapter of "Innate One Qi Technique" over and over again to repair the body's lost spirit. As for the fact that Vajra is not bad, with Zao Wou-ki's current physical state, he is not suitable for cultivation at all.

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