In the southern part of the human realm, in the territory of Mutang Province, which is adjacent to the first great country, Yilan Country, there is a rich prefecture called Yichen Mansion.

Mu Zhi, the lord of Yichen Mansion, is nearly sixty years old and is an old general with outstanding achievements in Mutang State.

When the first rays of dawn fell on the mansion of the lord of the Yichen Mansion, a loud cry of "Wow" broke the silence of the mansion.

Wen Po's shrill voice pierced the roof, and she said from afar: "Congratulations to Mrs. Butterfly Dance, it's a son!"

Not far from the inner room, the old general Mu Zhi, who was as tough as a young man, was full of red light, and went straight to the ancestral hall in the mansion in a hurry, kneeling in front of the ancestral tablets standing on the offering table, and bowed with moist eyes: "Thanks to the blessing of the ancestors! My Mu family has a future!

General Mu Zhi's old wife also walked in from outside the ancestral hall, and wept on the side: "Master, it's all butterfly dance! The old man gave birth to seven daughters in a row, and he didn't have a single child, and this butterfly dance has only been in the Mu family for two years, and he has added a big fat son to the master." Master, we can't treat Butterfly Dance and their mother and son badly!"

The old couple was sighing, and suddenly a subordinate hurriedly ran over and said, "My lord, madam, it's not good......

When the old general Mu Zhi heard this, his face changed color, and he pointed at this subordinate and angrily reprimanded: "Nonsense! What is 'not good'! I have been fighting horses all my life, and I am so happy today! You dare to say 'not good'!"

The subordinate trembled and said, "No, no, my lord...... This...... Please go to Lady Butterfly Dance and find out!"

Mu Zhi frowned, and walked to the inner mansion first.

Before anyone arrived, Mu Zhi had already heard a sobbing sound from his room.

"Squeak" pushed open the door, and the old general Mu Zhi saw his little concubine Diewu holding her newborn child crying.

Mu Zhi's eyes swept away, glared at Wen Po on the side and asked, "What's going on?" Mother Wu, what's going on?"

Mother Wu snorted and said, "Lord Mansion, Lord Shao, he ...... He has some congenital deficiencies......"

"What!" Mu Zhi hurriedly stepped in front of Diewu's bed, and said softly: "Die'er, come, let the husband take a look at the child." ”

After holding the child in his arms, General Mu Zhi found that the child was a little heavy, and the newborn child should not have such a heavy weight.

"What is this?" General Mu Zhi gently lifted the swaddling clothes, and found that his son's left hand was bruised with a blue-black bruise, and even a piece of his chest protruded extremely unnaturally, hard to the touch, and he didn't know if it was a congenitally misplaced sternum or something else. That's not all, what's even more strange is that on the child's right arm, a purple birthmark that looks like a dragon is wrapped around it, which looks quite powerful.

Mu Zhi gently touched the back of the child's hand and the hard object on his chest, and found that the child seemed to feel pain, and cried "wow".

Mu Zhi's heart gradually sank, and he hurriedly summoned a few subordinates and ordered: "A few of you, go to the tent immediately to withdraw the money, and find some of the most famous doctors in my Yichen Mansion." Go quickly!"

Three days later, several of the most famous doctors in the Yichen Mansion had gathered in Mu Zhi's mansion.

After seeing the situation of the young mansion master, several doctors all showed solemn expressions. The eldest doctor, who also had the best medical skills, said to the lord of the Mu Zhi Mansion: "My lord, the situation of the young lord of the mansion ...... Forgive me for not being able to see what the symptoms are......"

"You ......" When Mu Zhi heard this, he was so angry that he pointed at the doctors and snorted: "You are the best doctors in my Yichen Mansion, can't even you see what kind of illness my son has! How do you brag about yourself among the people? Well? I can't see such a small problem, what use do I want you to do in Yichenfu!"

The doctor at the head said without humility or arrogance: "My lord, the current situation of the young mansion lord is not strictly speaking. My lord, the old man heard that the prince of Yilan was born with frequent abnormalities and had extraordinary talents. The old man looked at the bones of the young mansion master, and only felt that the strength was far beyond that of ordinary babies, so the old man dared to conclude that the young mansion master was definitely not sick. ”

Mu Zhi was about to refute it, when he suddenly heard a report from his subordinates: "My lord, there is a Confucian scholar outside the door who asks to see you." ”

Although Mu Zhi was old, his temper was still like that of a young man, and he snorted when he heard this: "What a Confucian student! I want to invite a doctor here, not a Confucian student! You send him away for me." ”

The subordinate muttered, "But...... My lord, that Confucian scholar is not small, as soon as he sees the villain, he can accurately say the name and origin of the villain, the date of birth...... And...... And the Confucian also said that he can solve the problems in the hearts of adults. ”

"Oh?" General Mu Zhi was quite surprised, and even said: "Since there is such a strange person, what are you still doing standing?

"Yes, yes. As soon as the subordinate Fang turned around, he saw that a Confucian scholar was already standing in front of him.

Mu Zhi and several doctors were also surprised. Mu Zhi thought to himself: "I have practiced martial arts all my life, and the official worships the first-class military generals of Mu Tang Kingdom, and it is extremely rare for ordinary people to hide from me." I can't even see how this Confucian came in, as if he had been standing there for a long time!"

Mu Zhi was surprised in his heart, and looked carefully at the Confucian student in front of him at the moment. I saw that this Confucian had a mediocre appearance, but he often had a faint smile on his face, and the Confucian shirt he was wearing was probably some years old, and it could be seen that the color had faded in the placket, sleeves and other places.

Mu Zhi didn't dare to slack off, and asked, "This gentleman is ......?"

Confucian Sheng smiled lightly: "Old General Mu, I'm here to unload the big stone in your heart for you, quickly take your son out." As for my origins, the old general doesn't need to ask more. ”

Mu Zhi was very surprised, and immediately called his subordinates and asked his wife to bring his son over.

Looking at the infant baby, Confucian smiled, regardless of whether the baby could understand or not, but said in a low voice: "The galaxy is looking for the peak, the years are empty, how can you say a few words......?" I can't imagine that you were really kicked into reincarnation by that kid of morality...... Well, that's fine, there are countless sufferings in this world, and only by entering reincarnation can you know the suffering of the earthly fate and behead three corpses, so as to prove the Mixed Yuan Holy Dao...... It's just this...... It's just the beginning......" he said, his right hand gently stroked the child's immature face, and when he spread his palm again, there were already two swarthy things in his palm.

"This is ......" Mu Zhi looked at the two things in the palm of Confucius's palm, and said curiously: "A bead, and a ring?"

Confucian Sheng smiled lightly: "Old General Mou, your son's endowment is extraordinary, this bead and this ring, please keep it for the old general, and when your son grows up a little, he will return it to him, let him go to the Sage Peak of Xituo Mountain, and worship the 'Chongtianmen' to learn art......"

After Mu Zhi took the two things, he carefully inspected the back of his son's hands and chest, and found that the two abnormal symptoms had disappeared, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Mr. is really a master! Please stay in the house for a few more days, and Mu Zhi can also fulfill the friendship of the landlord......

"No need!" Confucius smiled and said, "I am also destined for your son, and I am here to ask you something." In the future, your son's ascension will also be a great merit for me. With that, Confucius turned around and walked out slowly.

Mu Zhi hurriedly asked: "What is the name of Mr. Daming?" so that Mu Zhi has a number in his heart. ”

The figure of Confucianism gradually disappeared, and only a wisp of voice came from heaven and earth, saying: "The Five Realms are free and easy only Li Yu, the first immortal ...... of all Dao cultivators."

Mu Zhi hugged his son, and a group of doctors and subordinates, looked at the direction where Confucian disappeared, and wondered in his heart: "Reason? This gentleman came and went abruptly and bizarrely, which is really a bit unreasonable. My Mu Zhi's son will naturally inherit the great inheritance of my Yichen Mansion in the future, how can he go to that 'Chongtianmen' to become a Taoist priest?"

The old general Mu Zhi shook his head, held the two things tightly in his right hand, and carried the child into the house.

The years are like urging, Mu Zhi, the lord of the Yichen Mansion, is already seventy years old, and Mu Fan, the only son of General Mou, is now ten years old.

Ten-year-old Mu Fan has grown extremely tall and strong, and he is taller than ordinary children.

On the martial arts training ground in the mansion owner's mansion, Mu Fan was practicing his family martial arts shirtless, and in the sweat, he revealed the purple dragon-shaped birthmark on his right arm.

The old general Mu Zhi nodded again and again from the sidelines, and shouted: "Okay, Fan'er, stop for a moment, my father has something to tell you." ”

A comfortable smile appeared on Mu Fan's childish face, and he threw a long sword in his hand towards the weapon rack, and with a "clang" sound, the long sword was inserted into the scabbard accurately.

Mu Zhi looked at his son with an excited face, and admonished with a smile: "Fan'er, it's not good to practice throwing a sword to the sheath with this hand." However, martial arts training cannot only be fancy, but must be practical. When you go into battle to kill the enemy, only the simplest and most practical attacks are the guarantee of survival, you know?"

"Father, I know that. Xiao Mu Fan, who was already tall enough to reach Mu Zhi's chest and abdomen, wiped the sweat on his face and asked: "Father, you rarely come to the martial arts training ground to watch Fan'er practice martial arts, is there anything important when you come to Fan'er today?"

"There are two things I want to teach you. Mu Zhi said, handed over the two dark things, and said, "Fan'er, this bead and this ring are the things that accompanied your birth, you put them away well." ”

Mu Fan took it and said in surprise: "What was born with me, I'll take a look!" After taking the two things from his father's hand, Mu Fan tried to put the ring on his finger, but soon pouted in disappointment: "The ring is too big." Father, I'll hang it around my neck. As he spoke, he connected the bead and the ring and hung it around his neck.

"There's one more thing. With a worried look on his face, the old general Mu Zhi asked, "However, before I tell you about this, I want to ask you first." Fan'er, how do you think of your life now?"

Mu Fan had childishness on his face, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of his father's words, so he just said with feeling: "It's okay, it's just a little bland." ”

The old general Mu Zhi nodded with relief, his brows stretched, and he smiled: "It seems that the tiger father has no dogs! Fan'er, you are the same as your father, you are not willing to be ordinary." Okay, for the sake of the father, let's just say it, you have to listen carefully!"

"Father, Fan'er is listening. Mu Fan said with a raised face.

Mu Zhi stroked his son's brain, and said solemnly: "Fan'er, my father is seventy years old this year, according to the laws of my Mutang country, but all the lords of the mansion and the city who have reached the age of seventy must hand over the position of the lord of the house and the lord of the city to the son who has reached the age of twenty to inherit it; if there is no son under the knee, or if the son is less than twenty years old, he will be removed from the position of the lord of the house, and the lord of the house will be moved out, and the heir can only succeed after he has made military merits. Fan'er, do you understand what it means to be a father?"

Mu Fan asked in surprise, "What does my father mean that our family is going to move out?"

The old general Mu Zhi nodded and said: "It stands to reason that this is the case, but my father is still in good health, and he can also use his military exploits and prestige over the years to delay this period by a few years, but in the past few years, Fan'er, you must make outstanding military achievements in order to keep your future wealth!"

Mu Fan thought about it, scratched his head blankly, and then asked: "Father, now that the four seas are leveling, how can Fan'er make this military feat?"