The East Cang Shangguo, the North Wolf Palace.

The faint sunlight in the early morning came through the window and shone on Kong Zheng's face, Kong Zheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, but was called up by a rude voice.

"Horse breeder, don't get up yet!!Do you think you're everyone's young master?"

The roar exploded in Kong Zheng's ears, Kong Zheng rubbed his eyes in confusion, and his collar was roughly lifted by a big furry hand.

Kong Zheng rubbed his ears and found that the sky was already dawning at some point, and in front of him, a steward with a full face was looking at him with a sneer.

"Steward Li......" Kong Zheng smiled stiffly, but found that the steward mercilessly picked up the leather whip and whipped it on himself.

Whenever Kong Zheng's screams came, the people of the palace knew that it was time for the young master to hunt again.

Kong Zheng, sixteen years old, the horseman of the palace, some people say that he is the illegitimate son of the Northern Wolf King, of course, this is not important, the important thing is that in his previous life, he had a name that resounded in the ancient domain - Kong Yan.

It's been sixteen years, Kong Zheng has been here for sixteen years, and he is about to forget his past life.

In the past sixteen years, he witnessed his mother being poisoned by his second wife, witnessed his uncle taking his son's life to save him, and also witnessed the warmth and coldness of the people in the palace and the cold state of the world.

Kong Zheng also wanted to change all this, but the collapse of Zhihai made it difficult for him to move, and countless Dao methods could not be recalled because of the shattering of Zhihai.

"Damn, how could this be. ”

Kong Zheng carefully scrubbed a horse, and the gap in his heart was self-evident.

In the past sixteen years, as a person who was born to know, he has been living in the palace in a low-key manner in order not to make the ruthless second lady jealous, but he has asked countless times, why didn't the Blood Sea Demon God kill him?

At the beginning, the words of the Blood Sea Demon God have been lingering in my ears.

"Terran junior, today break your immeasurable golden body, remember my grace. ”

Kong Zheng has always felt that the Blood Sea Demon God did not mean to kill him, but preserved his memory, reincarnation of the first life, and seemed to be kind to him, which made Kong Zheng feel absurd every time he thought about it.

Is this because he is about to end his life cycle and has been blessed with his creation?

The horse was scrubbed clean, under the sun, the body was strong, and the Xuanhuo horse rubbed Kong Zheng's cheek affectionately, Kong Zheng felt the itch and touched its head dotingly.

"Good horse, except for my uncle, you are the only one left to look up to me, if I can re-ascend the immortal path in this life, I will definitely give you a fairy fate. ”

Kong Zheng patted the horse's head, and the horse roared in Herod, as if he was encouraging him in response to Kong Zheng's promise.

The rules of the palace are harsh, life is very depressing, and the subordinates are slaves and bullied. Kong Zheng's daily job is to take care of the horses, and there is a lot of dirty work in addition to that.

More than ten years ago, my uncle took his mother into the slave palace and was given the surname Kong, so Kong Zheng also followed the surname Kong, and the people of Dongcang Shangguo know that the surname Kong is one of the most noble surnames in Dongcang Shangguo, and it is precisely because of Kong Xiongtu, the king of the Northern Wolf!

Kong Xiongtu, the wolf of Dongcang, the first god general of Dongcang, is in charge of the three armies of Xuanxue, Chasing Lightning, and Iron Eagle, and his authority is monstrous.

But Kong Zheng, as the son of Kong Xiongtu, didn't even dare to admit the identity of his illegitimate son, and he had to try his best to hide it, I have to say that Kong Zheng was so miserable in this life, even the mountain village boy in the previous life was not as good.

However, Kong Zheng adapted very quickly, he has been involved in the immortal road for hundreds of years, and the Dao heart has been as hard as iron, and no matter how much hardship he seems, it is a kind of grinding.

The horse was taken away by Steward Li, and Steward Li kicked the horse for this, and everyone in the palace knew that this horse was not even recognized by the prince except for Kong Zheng and the prince, and they didn't know what means Kong Zheng used to tame it.

At noon, the sun is just right, every other week, Kong Zheng has half a day of rest, two streets outside the palace, a dilapidated courtyard, a middle-aged man is weaving a bamboo rake, the middle-aged man saw Kong Zheng come in, smiled and said: "Zheng'er is back!

Kong Tiezhuan, Kong Zheng's uncle, single-handedly pulled Kong Zheng big, is a simple man, he is not Kong Zheng's father, but he has always regarded himself as Kong Zheng's father, and he loves Kong Zheng with great affection.

Kong Tiezhuan offended a steward of the palace a few years ago, was kicked out with a broken leg, and since then he has been walking with a limp, and has been called 'Kong Cripple' by the neighbors. Kong Cripple lived in a dilapidated courtyard, and every week Kong Zheng would visit him, and he was a very important relative of Kong Zheng in this life.

"Daddy, this is my reward, you take it and eat something. ”

Kong Zheng took out two large coins from his arms and handed them to Kong Tiezhu.

Kong Tiezhuan smiled and put it in his arms: "I'll save it for you, and keep it for your daughter-in-law." ”

Kong Tiezhuan didn't tell him about Kong Zheng's life experience, and he didn't know that Kong Zheng actually saw everything in his eyes, more than 100 years of cultivation made Kong Zheng ruthless, but in this life, Kong Zheng's Dao heart rippled.

Ruthless Tao Ruthless Dao, ruthless will get the Tao, Kong Zheng entered the Tao with a sword, how can he not know the mystery of it? It's just that in this life, how ruthless should he be? In order to save his life, this simple man even took his own flesh and blood, and he has taken good care of himself all these years, it can be said that without his uncle, he would not be alive today!

It's not that he can't be ruthless, but he doesn't want to owe favors.

The concern of family affection made Kong Zheng feel that this was the foundation that hindered the Dao heart, but Kong Zheng knew that without the opportunity, no matter how firm the Dao heart was, he would not be able to embark on the path of cultivation.

In the final analysis, what he lacks is just an opportunity.

At this moment, in the sky above the eastern sky, a streamer flew in, hundreds of people looked up, in the streamer, there was a copper sword, and on the sword, there was a woman in white.

The white clothes are like snow, proud of the world, the sword flies, and hundreds of people kneel and worship.

"It's a god!

"It's really a fairy, am I dazzled?"

"I heard that the national teacher came from Edgeworth, and this person must have a lot to do with the national teacher!"

"Dad, I want to be a god in the future!"

"Bastard, what nonsense, don't kneel down yet!"

Inside and outside the imperial city, there were riots one after another, and even in the palace, some teenagers in python robes couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

They looked at the streamer with enthusiasm, looking at the figure on the streamer expectantly.

Jian Xuanshan has finally begun to recruit disciples!

In the dilapidated courtyard, Kong Tiezhuan also saw this scene, he was shocked, and pulled Kong Zheng to kneel, but found that Kong Zheng was indifferent and sat there indifferently.

"Zheng'er, what are you still doing in a daze, kneel down! That's a fairy!"

Immortal?

Kong Zheng's eyes were dull, as if he was recalling the countless years of his previous life, and then turned calm. Kong Zheng pursed his lips, a small repair of the Xuanguang body, at most in the foundation building period, this kind of monk did not even have the qualifications to kneel to him back then.

"Dad, get up, there are no gods in the world. You are a grass people, just kneel to the emperor and the general, and this kind of born person does not need you to kneel. ”

Kong Zheng didn't dare to say anything rebellious, because Kong Tiezhuan would definitely chatter to himself after hearing it, in Kong Zheng's view, Kong Tiezhuan is the most humble kind of person in the world, but since Kong Tiezhuan is his nominal father and blood uncle in this life, he must not want Kong Tiezhuan to kneel as a monk.

However, this insistence did not work on Kong Tiezhuo, and Kong Cripple stubbornly knelt on the ground, looking humbly and flatteringly at the sky.

Chu Feihuan, a true disciple of Jian Xuanshan, was in the Imperial City today, and when she saw all the people kneeling and worshipping, she couldn't help but think of the years of cultivation.

At that time, she was still a girl in a mountain village, and after being taken out by her master, she had become an otherworldly monk in a few decades.

Chu Feihuan knew that there was a difference between immortals and mortals, and the master also said that mortals were like ants, emperors and generals, but giant insect ears.

For the emperor and general, Chu Feihuan will still treat each other politely, but she doesn't want to deal with these mortals at all.

It's just that his eyes swept over the imperial city, and countless mortals who saw her were worshipping, and there was only one person, the old god was sitting on the chair on the ground, and the middle-aged man kneeling beside him formed a clear contrast.

Chu Feihuan was slightly unhappy in her heart, although she was not a monk who paid much attention to pomp and circumstance, and she had to be given a big courtesy, but this unique person in the crowd made her very unhappy.

So, Chu Feihuan's heart moved, and the sword flew towards Kong Zheng's small courtyard.

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