Chapter 1: A system reduced to ornamentation
Big Week.
Northland.
Yunzhou City.
The morning sun slowly opened, and the morning glow reflected in the windows of thousands of households.
In a certain room in the Zhenbei Palace, facing the first ray of sunlight, Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes.
【Sign-in location: Da Zhou Jingshi】
【Sign-in Reward: Random Exercises】
Habitually open the system, as usual every day for twenty years, the system interface remains the same.
"It seems that it is impossible to expect the system to refresh automatically......"
Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, got up from the bed, and began to change clothes.
Pushing open the door, I saw several beautiful maids hanging red lanterns in the courtyard.
"It's not a New Year's holiday, why did you hang the lantern?"
Seeing that they were busy, Ren Pingsheng asked casually.
"Shizi, tomorrow is your twentieth birthday, Your Highness specially instructed to decorate the palace more lively." The maids replied with a smile.
Unknowingly, it's been twenty years since you came to this world?
Hearing the maids' answers, Ren Pingsheng was a little in a trance, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift back to twenty years ago.
Twenty years ago.
He is still a college student on Blue Star, and he has just completed the graduation defense of his master's degree and passed the interview of a large factory.
I thought it wouldn't be long before I would be promoted and raised, become CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life.
As a result, as soon as he left the campus, he was severely beaten by society and hit by a drunk driving car.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he came to this world and became the prince of Zhenbei of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
There was also a check-in system with him.
As the name suggests, this system rewards you can get as long as you check in at a designated location.
At the beginning, Ren Pingsheng was still very excited, thinking that God would treat me well, the identity of the son of the world + sign-in system, this is an inappropriate template for Long Aotian.
When I grow up in the future, I will let my cheap dad take me to live in the capital for ten and a half years.
Relying on the system rewards, you can easily cultivate into immortals, make a few confidants, take them to explore knowledge, see the prosperity of the world, and think about it.
However.
When he grew up, he learned that his cheap daddy, King Zhenbei, had always been feared by the Great Zhou Emperor because of his self-respect.
Under the influence of his father, for twenty years, he, the prince of Zhenbei, did not dare to leave the northern border at all, let alone go to Jingshi.
still remembers that in the first ten years, he tried to persuade his father with various reasons to allow him to go to Beijing.
As a result, without exception, only the word "roll" was obtained.
At the age of ten, after countless fruitless prayers, he tried to sneak out of the North.
As a result, less than a stick of incense came out of Yunzhou City, he was arrested, locked up in a small black house, and beaten for a whole day.
I still remember that feeling when I think about it.
Just one word - pain!
It hurts to the heart!
It was at that time that Ren Pingsheng recognized the reality and wanted to go to Jingshi, but there was only one way to go - to provoke his father to rebel and defeat Jingshi.
But his father's strength, he is still quite clear.
Sticking to the north, the court really has nothing to do with his father.
But if there is a rebellion, I am afraid that it will not be long before the entire Zhenbei Wangfu will be exterminated by the soldiers and horses of the imperial court.
Therefore.
After that, Ren Pingsheng temporarily dispelled the idea of going to Beijing to sign in, and began to practice penance like a chicken dancing with the inexplicable idea of "without a system, I can cultivate into an immortal like a mediocre person".
It's a pity that it turns out that reality is not fiction, and hard work can have results.
After eight years of hard cultivation, he is still only a ninth-grade martial artist.
As for what is the concept of Jiupin Takeo?
Let's put it this way.
His father, the king of Zhenbei, the top five martial artists in the Great Zhou, reached the ninth rank when he was six years old.
At Ren Pingsheng's age, his father had already stepped into the fifth grade, not to mention that he was famous all over the world at that time, but also amazing.
Remove the perverts like his father.
Even if he is a child with ordinary talent, with the same resources as him, he should be a seven-grade at the age of eighteen.
This shows the difference in his talent.
With such a poor talent, and serving as the prince of Zhenbei Wangfu, Ren Pingsheng himself felt that it was unreasonable.
For this reason, he once advised his father and mother to "take advantage of the young age to have a few more sons", but the result was undoubtedly another violent beating.
Anyway.
As the only son of King Zhenbei, Ren Pingsheng is not inferior to anyone in terms of diligence.
Every day, regardless of the wind or rain, you must practice for six hours.
The remaining six hours, one hour to eat + medicinal bath, one hour to cultivate oneself, and the remaining four hours to go to bed.
It's going to bed, not going to bed + resting.
That's right.
For the sake of unrealistic ideals in his heart, the stubborn Ren Pingsheng has not yet broken the child's body.
Commonly known as a chick.
Just because, the name of the nine-rank martial artist is refining, and it is necessary to boil the body and temper the qi and blood, once the boy is broken and the yang qi is dispersed, it is possible that he will not be able to step into the eight-rank martial arts for life.
Sometimes.
Ren Pingsheng also doubted himself, obviously his status is noble, everything he wants is at his fingertips, why torture himself.
However, when the morning sun rises the next day, he will throw away all distracting thoughts and continue to cultivate.
After ten years like this, until his eighteenth birthday, a piece of news came from Jingshi, which made him completely change his mind.
That day.
Liu Ruyan, the princess of Chang'an of the Great Zhou Dynasty who is the same age as him and is known as the "first genius of the millennium", successfully enlightened and became the youngest of the three clans of humans, demons and barbarians in history!
When the news came out, the world was shocked!
It was at that time that Ren Pingsheng finally accepted reality.
No matter what world you are in, if you want to reach the top, hard work is not worth mentioning in the face of talent.
Since then, Ren Pingsheng has let go of his obsession and no longer cultivates.
Although he still cultivates on weekdays, it is only to strengthen his body.
The original six-hour cultivation was reduced to half an hour.
The rest of the time, I either drank and had fun in the teaching department, danced and played the piano, or made an appointment with two or three friends to have a picnic and fish by the lake.
What hasn't changed from before is that he still remains a child.
Because he still has a fantasy in his heart, hoping that one day he can go to Jingshi and step into the eighth grade with the help of the system.
Eighteen years of recuperation, just waiting for an opportunity to be completely released!
Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Tomorrow will be his twentieth birthday.
He still didn't wait for this opportunity......
"Prince, Your Highness wants to see you."
At this time, a light call pulled Ren Pingsheng back to reality from his trance.
Listening to the voice, it was Lao Li, the steward of the palace, who spoke.
"Do you know why?"
Ren Pingsheng looked at the steward and asked.
The steward said: "The old slave only heard a few words, which seemed to be related to the recent rumors of Princess Chang'an. ”
"Rumors about Princess Chang'an?"
In the past few days, Ren Pingsheng has been fishing in the suburbs, and he didn't go to the Jiaofang Division much, the news is a little lagging behind, and he was a little dazed when he heard the steward mention Princess Chang'an, thinking: "The first day of the millennium" Princess Chang'an Liu Ruyan, how could she have anything to do with him?
"Haven't you heard of it?"
The steward saw Ren Pingsheng's blank face, a little surprised, and explained: "The Southern Demon Clan released the news that Princess Chang'an was besieged by the three demon generals and escaped by luck, but her cultivation was abolished and her appearance was ruined, and now she is no different from a wasted person. ”
Repair was abolished.
The face is disfigured.
It's no different from a waste.
In this way, if the news of the demon clan is true, the current princess Chang'an is not even as good as him, the first waste wood of the millennium?
Hearing this news, Ren Pingsheng was in a trance for a moment, thinking: Sure enough, life will always slap you hard inadvertently, and no one can be an exception.
But he still couldn't figure it out.
How could Princess Chang'an have anything to do with him?
Could it be that the emperor was afraid that Princess Chang'an would collapse, and wanted to move his first waste wood out of the ages to comfort her?
If you think about it, it doesn't seem like it's impossible.
After all, after consuming so many medicinal materials and cultivating diligently for so many years, he is still only a nine-rank martial artist, and he can only be found in the world.
Ren Pingsheng laughed at himself in his heart, and then followed the steward to the outside of the main hall.
Before I could push the door, I heard Daddy's angry roar coming from inside.
"Dog Emperor! Insulting my son like this, I really don't dare to rebel in the north! ”