On a street in Huachang District, Jiangning City, in July.

Although it was the height of summer, a heavy rain yesterday evening cooled the whole city.

Cui Ning wore a dark brown overalls and a pair of washed and somewhat white leather shoes on his feet, and strolled down the antique street.

"I'll pay 50,000 for this thing, okay? Fixed price! ”

"Impossible, I spent 200,000 yuan, and you only gave 50,000 yuan, absolutely not!"

The sound of an argument in the distance was a little abrupt on the quiet antique street.

Cui Ning became interested, looked from a distance, and saw a group of people surrounding a stall not far away, he walked a few steps quickly to the outside of the crowd, and then finally squeezed in.

I saw a man and the stall owner discussing the price fiercely, and the stall owner also had a piece of porcelain in his hand.

After listening to it for a long time, he was able to figure things out.

The well-dressed, about forty-odd or so man was the buyer. I happened to fall in love with a piece of porcelain on the stall, and the stall owner saw that the man's accent did not look like a local, so he asked the man to bid first.

But the middle-aged man first gave 20,000 yuan, and finally increased it to 50,000, but the stall owner snatched the porcelain, and looked at the middle-aged man with contempt, claiming that he was holding authentic Yuan Qinghua.

Looking at the two people in the dispute, Cui Ning's eyes turned to the porcelain in the stall owner's hand.

Although Cui Ning doesn't have any serious work, he has really studied blue and white porcelain, and dreams of one day being able to "pick up leaks" on the antique street.

Blue and white porcelain, a special name for blue flowers on a white ground. Its porcelain, the fetal bone is delicate, crystal and soft; Its flowers are fresh and bright, quiet and elegant; Its glaze is bright and clean, white and blue; Its color, verdant and dripping, forever does not fade, blue and white porcelain has always been known as a treasure in the world.

Cui Ning recalled the description of the appreciation of blue and white porcelain, and then looked at the porcelain in the stall owner's hand, the luster, the technique, and the proper "modern production", and understood in his heart that the stall owner wanted to kill people.

However, Cui Ning, who has been in the society for many years, did not say a word to remind him, afraid of getting into trouble, and turned to look at the stall.

There are also a lot of small objects on the stall, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, ancient coins, turtle shells, and so on.

At this time, his eyes were attracted by a simple and delicate bell on the stall.

The small bell is yellow as a whole, and there are many birds and beasts engraved on it, and many Cui Ning don't know it.

"It must be an old thing!" Cui Ning thought to himself.

So while the stall owner was still bargaining with the middle-aged man, he said casually:

"Hey, boss, your little bell is very good-looking, how much is it, I'll take it home and play with my daughter."

He reached out and picked up the bell in the bottom right corner of the stall, then tilted his head and asked the boss casually.

The stall owner was still bargaining there at this time, and he didn't look carefully at a glance with his eyes, so he said by the way:

"This is the bell worn by a princess in the Qing Dynasty, and I spent a lot of money......"

Before the words fell, a commotion came from a street corner in the distance.

"Chengguan is here......"

"Chengguan is here......"

The unlicensed vendors on the street instantly turned into long-distance runners, pushing carts, collecting items from the stalls, and began to run.

The sound from a distance also made the stall owner's face turn sideways, and he quickly picked up the "antiques" on the stall, and did not forget to say:

"Give you a call, let's talk privately when we go back, the price of blue and white porcelain is negotiable."

At this time, a car drove in some direction, and the vendors running around also made the car unable to dodge, and crashed straight into Cui Ning, who was still playing with the little bell.

"Bang".

Cui Ning was knocked out, and in an instant, the sky spun around, and the huge impact force made him fall heavily on the concrete floor.

The screams and shouts around resounded through the street, but Cui Ning couldn't hear it anymore. Not far from Cui Ning, the small bell stained with blood seemed to emit a strange light.

"Hehe, I should have read it wrong." Cui Ning thought so before losing consciousness.

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I don't know how long it took in the dark, Cui Ning suddenly felt that his head hurt badly, as if something was dragging him. Suddenly, a baby's voice sounded, seemingly coming from its own mouth.

Cui Ning slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was being held by a tall man in armor, and a group of people were kneeling next to him.

"Congratulations to the prince, happy to your son!"

"Is this a reincarnation? Looking at the situation, it seems that it is still ancient, and it is better to be the house of the emperor. ”

Cui Ning thought with a pair of big eyes in his heart.

Thinking that the society he is in often has novel passages, which makes Cui Ning, who is already down, envious.

"Could it be that it's your turn this time, God pity you!"

"Please give the child a name."

At this time, a faint but unconcealed joyful voice came from the curtain of the bed, it was the princess who had just given birth to an heir.

"Well, think about it for the husband, this child doesn't cry or make trouble, let's take the word Ning by his single name, I hope he will be peaceful for a lifetime."

The tall man pondered for a moment, then decided on the name of the newborn baby.

"It's the same name as my last life, is this fate?" Cui Ning heard the man's voice, and he was also happy in his heart, after all, the name of the previous life had been used for so long, and it had already penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Send someone to the Imperial City Zongren Mansion to report, and say that the young son of this king was born."

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

The guards outside the door immediately applauded.

An hour later, several fast horses galloped out of the palace and galloped into the distance, and the huge "Cui Wangfu" on the palace plaque emitted a dazzling light under the scorching sun.

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It was a cold winter, and a heavy snowfall made the entire Yuexi City wear a silver suit.

Yuexi City is backed by the Yuexi Mountains, both sides are also mountains, along the Yuexi City to the west, is known to resist the Shadi people's first Xiongguan "Zhenxi Pass", and Yuexi City to the east is only an official road leading to the Central Plains Imperial City.

Yuexi City covers a huge area, can accommodate a population of nearly one million, such a large giant city is actually controlled by the king of Zhenxi "Cui Xiong" alone.

Cui Wang's Mansion occupies an extremely wide area, a gate that can accommodate four or five people to enter at the same time is closed, and there are two stone carved demon tigers on both sides of the gate, and there are two big men in armor next to the demon tigers.

These four brave men about two meters tall stood motionless as if they were demon tigers carved in stone next to them, their eyes swept towards all the strangers who approached the palace.

Each big man held a spear with a full forehead in his hand, and a cyan scimitar hung from his waist, which was a meter long.

At this time, it was winter, but the four big men seemed to be guarding the gate motionlessly as if they were not afraid of the cold. Suddenly, four big men in the same clothes came out from the depths of the palace, and the terrifying thing was that they were followed by two colorful black tigers.

It turned out that it was not a stone sculpture, but a real mountain beast, a colorful demon tiger known as a different species in the Yuexi Mountains. They were changing the guard with the four guards outside.

Outside the palace, those people and nobles who had originally passed by the avenue in front of the palace were even far away when they saw this scene.

In a small courtyard in King Cui's mansion, King Cui Xiong of Zhenxi was holding a cute and quiet boy of seven or eight years old.

In front of the king of Zhenxi, there were four or five people with their heads bowed, four of these five people were dressed in the prime of life, and there was an old man.

"Is Ning'er really unable to learn martial arts?"

The middle-aged man is Cui Xiong, the king of Zhenxi who has changed color from the outside world, and he couldn't help but ask again when he heard the report of his subordinates.

The few people in front of him were silent, and after a while, an old man stepped forward and said: "Back to the prince, the little prince's meridians are blocked, and he can't accumulate internal strength, so naturally he can't practice martial arts, unless he ......."

"Unless anything, say it!"

Cui Xiong was not angry and arrogant, which made the old man's heart suddenly, and he could only continue to say with a hard head:

"Unless the little prince can eat the legendary immortal elixir, cultivation is not a problem, it's just ......"

"It's just that this Great Lie Dynasty has not heard of this kind of immortal family for hundreds of years. It's just a rumor, it's just that even if my Cui Xiong's son can't practice internal skills, he can become a great grandmaster and be a strategist and a scholar, just to assist his brother. ”

Cui Wangye seemed to know the answer, and then waved his hand, and several people saw this and called for retirement.

"Father, what is the internal force, can't Ning'er learn martial arts?"

The little prince, who was sitting on Cui Xiong's lap, waited for everyone to retreat and asked impatiently in a crisp voice.

Cui Xiong smiled bitterly in his heart, but he comforted him:

"Ning'er, don't ask so much, are you afraid of being my Cui Xiong's son for the rest of my life? It's just that I'm asking too much, okay, Ning'er, you can do whatever you like. ”

Cui Xiong touched the little prince's head, and then arranged for his subordinates to take Cui Ning back to the room to rest.

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In a secret room in the palace, the king of Zhenxi was quietly talking to the four people with a cold face, among the four people were dressed as Confucian scholars, there were also old men, and there was a brightly dressed woman and a young man in armor.

Not to mention the secret conversation in the depths of the palace, Xiao Cui Ning did not follow his father's arrangement to rest, but read a book in his bedroom.

This big thick book called "Kaiyuan Immortal Trace" has made Xiao Cui Ning forget to read it for months.

"It turns out that there are really immortals in this world!" Cui Ning closed the book and sighed.

The world where Cui Ning is located is called Kaiyuan Continent, and Cui Wangfu is just a secular dynasty in this continent that is the Great Lie Dynasty.

The Dalie Dynasty bordered the desert to the west and was attacked by the Shadi tribe all the year round, so Cui Xiong, the king of Zhenxi who could fight well in the dynasty, was arranged on the west side of the dynasty to guard Xiguan.

And in order to ensure that King Cui can serve the dynasty with all his heart, the dynasty also put King Cui's eldest son under house arrest in disguise, which is called accompanying the prince to study, this kind of house arrest is not to lock him up, but any reason to go home will be rejected by the royal family.

The northern and southern parts of the Great Lie Dynasty were the Great Qi Dynasty and the Great Wei Dynasty, and the eastern part of the Dynasty was close to the sea, and it is said that there were many immortal caves in the East China Sea.

Further east on the land is a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, and across this mountain range you can reach a dynasty that has been inherited for thousands of years. Legend has it that immortals were everywhere, but the sea and mountains acted as a natural barrier to cut off any communication between the Great Lie Dynasty and the East.