The years do not count, since the birth of Moluo, the pace of unification of the human race has accelerated a lot, and many ancient gods and demons and true dragons have chosen to escape from the world and go to other worlds outside the world to open up their own place of existence.

However, since Emperor Pan curbed the flood of annihilation, the human race has sent out nine emperors to protect the human race and fight against the disaster of the sea of blood, and the merit is immeasurable, and he is named the human emperor, which means that it is as brilliant as the sun.

But no matter how great the emperor is, it will decay, and the descendants of the human emperor will inherit it, ruling the world for 180 years, and finally ushering in a new era.

In the Middle Ages, a large number of strong people who rose in the Middle Ages, more than 100 more than seven thunder tribulations were born, they had different ideas, but in terms of beliefs, they were quite unified, and they wrote books and said, spread the world, and opened up the wisdom of the people, this group of people is collectively called "the sons of the Middle Ages".

With the birth of the medieval princes, the power of the human emperor was greatly weakened, and they cut off the four ways of the human emperor, and the ninety-nine supreme was demoted to the ninety-five supreme, leaving the bloodline and supervising the imperial power.

With the change of dynasties, the world began to decline gradually, and when it came to the era of the rule of the Great Qian Dynasty, it was also an era that the princes looked forward to.

Because the last word after Zhuzi - Yizi! The most powerful of the Hundred Saints!! Coming soon!!

"Have you heard? It is said that the royal family gave birth to a prince, and when he was born, the sky was full of flowers, and the ground swelled with golden lotus, pointing to the sky and the earth with one hand, shouting: Heaven and the world, I am the only one. In the study, many scholars were talking about the Thirteen Princes.

A young man was listening, he was dressed in a green shirt, his eyebrows were clear, he was between fifteen or sixteen years old, his body was slightly thin, in this cold season,

The thirteen princes of the Great Qian Dynasty are really a legend, they had a terrifying vision when they were born, they were born on the night of the Double Ninth Festival, the loud cry pierced the silent night sky, and a pure saint breath rushed straight to the bull fight to shake the universe of heaven and earth.

It is said that when he was born, the sea and the sky were the same color, the sky was like a sapphire, the blue waves were like a mirror, and the golden lotus was born from the sea of void vitality, and the lotus leaves were stained with a little dewdrop, which was vigorous and dazzling. The breeze blows, the blue sea ripples, the golden lotus blooms, and the rich vitality makes people suspect that they have come to the initial era of the opening of the world, and there is a chaotic atmosphere.

It is said that the current saint is very fond of this young son, and there is a possibility of replacing the crown prince. It is said that the prince was born with a strong sense of civil and military affairs.

Anyway, there are all kinds of legends about the thirteen princes, all of which are said to be said. There are few people who have really seen this thirteen princes.

Hong Yi had also heard the story of this prince, and he had a feeling in his heart.

Heaven and earth give birth to people, except for the two kinds of great benevolence and great evil, the rest are no different. If the great benevolent person is born, the great evil person will be born at the right time. The world is ruled by life, and the world is in danger.

The great benevolent person will rule the world; The great evildoer will disturb the world.

Qingming Lingxiu, the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the benevolence of the benevolent; Cruel and perverse, the evil spirit of heaven and earth, and the evil one.

Today, when the Yunlong Zuo Yongzhi Dynasty, the world of peace and inaction, the Qingming Lingxiu Qi upholds, up to the court, down and the grass, abounds.

Now the beautiful air of Zhong Lingyu, which is diffused between heaven and earth, has no return, so it is nectar, for the wind, and it is harmonious and irrigates the four seas.

And those cruel and perverse evil spirits cannot overflow in broad daylight, so they condense and fill in the deep ravines, and occasionally because of the wind or the clouds, they gradually turn into nothingness.

These thirteen princes must be people who came into being, with abilities beyond ordinary people, maybe comparable to the ancient holy emperors and princes.

But Hong Yi was not envious, compared to the distant prince, the first thing he had to do was to study and gain fame.

Before Hong Yi's mother married Wu Wenhou, she was a famous talented woman in Yujing City, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her poetry and songs were even more eloquent.

said that she was a talented woman, but in fact, she was a lowly member of a Qinglou, and after marrying into a wealthy family, her status was very low.

What's more, when Hong Yi's mother married into the Hou Gate, Wu Wenhou already had a regular wife and a flat wife, and she was a concubine.

The law of the Great Qian Dynasty, one wife, two flat wives, and four concubines. The status of concubines is very low, and some wealthy nobles and scholars also give concubines to each other for fun.

When the concubine is eating, she must not sit down, but must stand like a maidservant.

As the son of a concubine, Hong Yi has no right to inherit the title and family property at all. The only way out is to pass the imperial examination.

Hong Yi also knew very well in his heart that if he could be admitted to the Jinshi, not only would he be able to get ahead as an official from this Hou Mansion, but the most important thing was that he could add the title of "Mrs." to his mother.

He was ready to take a scientific expedition, and he was too lazy to be angry in the Hou Mansion, so he simply went to Xishan to live for a while, and he could also guard his mother's grave.

Walking on the road to the West Mountain, the terrain is complex, there are many mountains, there are flowing springs and waterfalls, there are also rocky mountains and forests, every winter, there will be some princes and nobles into the mountains to hunt.

But today's Xishan is extremely noisy, and the air is even filled with this impetuous atmosphere.

"Yang Luo, you don't want to deceive people too much." The irritable atmosphere is incomparably domineering, but at the moment it looks extremely aggrieved.

"What if they deceive you? When he deceived other people's wives and daughters, how could he have thought of it now? "The voice of a frivolous young man, he is shrouded in five-colored divine light, like the son of God, will be even the hair as if it is crystal clear, step by step, his eyes are very deep, there are mountains and rivers evolution inside, the changes of the years, and various deductions of feathering flying immortals, which make people sink and shock the world.

The moment they saw each other, they seemed to see the ultimate in beauty, solemn and charming, and their demeanor was unforgettable.

There is no one who is not impressed by this beauty, and the surroundings are full of warblers and swallows, and opposite this young man, the heroic young man in battle armor has his sword eyebrows upside down, and there is a murderous aura in the air, making the autumn leaves scattered.

"You are not as good as me in terms of identity, you are not as good as me in terms of force, you are not as good as me in essays, and you are not as good as me in terms of appearance. How, Yang An, are you convinced? The young man, who was so beautiful that he didn't look like a human creature, said that his words were domineering, but every word was like the most wonderful fairy music.

Yang An, Yang Luo, turned out to be the champion Hou and the thirteenth prince, Hong Yi was shocked, how could these two be here, and it seems that the two of them get along very poorly.

"Not convinced!" Yang An roared angrily, fighting with a gun, the gun was like thunder, fast as lightning, faintly in the gun, as if he saw a faint shadow, the shadow of the ancient god of war suddenly appeared.

This shot completely distorted a rule and seemed to break through the shackles of space.

"Is the last killer move of the God of War, Infernal Killing? It seems that under my pressure, the distance between you and the human immortal is really only that thin layer of film. ”

"We're still a little bit closer, though."

The terrifying gun made Hong Yi's soul tremble, but in the face of this shot, the thirteenth prince pointed his finger at the tip of the gun, and the violent pressure suddenly swept back, making the champion Hou Yang burst out of blood safely.

"Yang An, let me ask you, what is the biggest in the world?!" The Thirteenth Prince asked in a cold voice.

(End of chapter)