Chapter 1: The Dungeon Traps the Dragon

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In the primeval period, three thousand gods and demons died and evolved into the heavens and all worlds, and the powerful ancient lich court was destroyed by many saints, creating the era of immortal ancients.

At the end of the Five Emperors, the sectarian disaster in the world, the princes took the opportunity to divide the land, the large and small vassal states were almost thousands, the emperors of each dynasty were close to each other, and the vertical and horizontal were close to each other, and the war was nearly half an era, the seven most powerful vassal states showed their prominence, and the rest of the princes were all vassals, and the seven kingdoms established a dynasty and suppressed the world.

Great Qin Dynasty

Kyoto, a series of magnificent buildings, stretching endlessly, every half mile in the city, there is a corner tower, equipped with the imperial heavy weapon of the god of the crossbow, the blood-colored crossbow is like the eye of death, in the endless high altitude to patrol the whole of Kyoto, all the corner towers crisscross into a large net, the whole of Kyoto is included.

In the northwest of Kyoto, an avenue paved entirely with bluestone bricks, each stone brick seems to have been measured before, just nine feet five inches long and three feet three inches wide; at the end of the stone road, a magnificent palace sits here, like a giant beast, lying alone on the ground, with not a single remaining building around, and from a distance, a cold air that seeps into the bone marrow rushes towards the face, and the scorching summer days are cold.

Two white jade statues stand solemnly at the door, an eight-foot plaque at the main entrance, three big characters of "Zongrenfu" written on it, iron pen and silver hook, a sharp breath from the word, dark red ink is like dripping blood, full of murderous aura.

"Cough cough cough ......" The continuous coughing sound came, and in the dungeon of the Zongren Mansion, a young man wearing a python robe and a purple jade ribbon around his waist was lying on the ground, with the sound of coughing, there were still traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, and the blood marks on the young man's back kept seeping out through the python robe, staining the young man's back in a blur.

"These eight princes are really fierce, they actually abolished the dantian of the five princes, and I don't know what Your Majesty will do with the eight princes. The young jailer looked at the boy inside and sighed quietly.

"Boy, don't you want to live, is this royal matter you and I can talk nonsense, the royal family is no trivial matter, if it is heard by someone with a heart, it is difficult to die. ”

The old jailer on the side heard the young jailer muttering in a low voice, and hurriedly scolded, "I have been in this sect for a long time, I have seen more things, and I have more experience than others.

"Yes, it's Uncle Li, it's me who talks too much, thank you Uncle Li for mentioning it. ”

Ying Yi looked up at the two of them, smiled coldly, and didn't care, the two thought that their voices were low enough, but they didn't expect to be heard by Ying Yi.

The young man's name is Ying Yi, the eighth son of Emperor Qin, but he is a concubine, his mother is a low-ranking concubine in the palace, and her status is low, but her mother is expensive by her son, although her status is low, but no one in the palace dares to bully easily, after all, no matter how low the status is, she is also the concubine of Emperor Qin, the mother of the eighth prince of the empire.

"Ying Pengyu, this time I just abolished your dantian, I think this little injury to your mother will definitely cure you, but next time, it will not only abolish your martial arts cultivation, although the wolf is fierce, it also depends on who the opponent is. A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ying Yi's eyes, and then quickly regained his composure.

Emperor Daqin has nearly 100 heirs, a total of 36 princes, the competition for the throne is also very fierce, so the palace fights occur frequently, although no one dares to kill the killer, but small injuries become old diseases, some princes will even ruthlessly abolish the opponent's martial arts foundation, in this prosperous world of martial arts, want to ascend to the throne, want to obtain a prominent position, only strong strength is fundamental, abolishing the foundation of martial arts, no less than the hope of extinction.

Ying Yi knows that he wants to have no background and no strength, so if he wants to survive in this bloody palace fight, only if he is ruthless enough and as ferocious as a wolf, can he beat others and make these people easily dare not provoke themselves, only in this way can he survive until he gets out of the palace and builds a mansion, and then it is the time to come to the bitter end.

"Soon, soon, wait for another three years, wait for another three years, I will be sixteen years old, when the time comes to go out of the palace and build a mansion, I can have the opportunity to ascend to the abyss, and then all those who despise our mother and son will pay the price." Thinking of all these years of life, Yiyingyi's heart can't help but shed tears.

Ying Yi's mother is just a woman from a small family, fortunate to be favored by Emperor Qin, gave birth to Ying Yi, so Ying Yi has no matriarchal clan power in the outside world, Emperor Qin has many heirs, and will not pay too much attention to a concubine at all, so the position of the two in the palace is quite embarrassing, and the other princes in order to reduce the competitors of the throne, many times to Ying Yi secretly handed, Ying Yi knows that if you want to survive in this palace, you must be ruthless than others, only let them fear themselves, fear themselves, in order to live.

......

After feeling the pain in his body lighten a little, Ying Yi slowly sat up cross-legged, ready to heal his injuries.

Zongren Mansion is in charge of the royal patriarchal law, any member of the royal family who is convicted will be sent to the Zongren Mansion to be punished, this time Ying Yi directly abolished Ying Pengyu's dantian, although there is an elixir in the palace that can treat the dantian, Win Pengyu will not be exhausted in martial arts, but the shot is so ruthless, according to the law of the sect, he has to be banned for half a year, and he is punished with thirty-six lashes a day.

The torture tools of the Zongren Mansion are specially made by the Divine Soldier Division, compared to the torture tools of the Yamen outside, the long whip of the execution is called the broken true whip, and a whip can completely disperse the true qi on the body surface of the warrior, not to mention that the true qi in the body of the tortured person must be closed during the execution, so the whip to the flesh cannot be resisted with true qi, and people with weak physique will even be killed.

After a little rest, Ying Yi began to transmit the true qi in the sea of qi to his back along with the meridians, and a cool feeling of comfort came from the whip marks, the original hot back was like being coated with a layer of alabaster, the wound on Ying Yi's back twitched, and strands of black plasma were forced out, these are the blood that accumulated during the torture, hindering the circulation of qi and blood in the body, if you don't deal with it quickly, it will deteriorate, and when the meridians atrophy, no matter how good the medicine is, it can't be saved.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yi's face was full of beads of sweat, and after spitting out a mouthful of black blood, his original pale complexion regained a trace of ruddyness, and the black blood behind him stained the python robe black.

"Hoo ......"

"Over the years, although I have suffered a lot in the Zongren Mansion, but the speed of recovery of this body is also a lot faster, the first time I lay down for three days before I got up, and I have to use the medicine of the Zongren Mansion to recover, now it is less than half an hour, the injury has been healed by more than half, and I should be able to recover when I am executed tomorrow, this punishment is like a flood beast for others, but it is a kind of grinding for me. ”

"Although I said that I fought with them before, there would always be a little leeway, but this time I will directly abolish Ying Pengyu Dantian, his mother Concubine Hui is not weaker than the existence of the concubine, it is said that there is a queen mother above, and I don't know what to do with me this time. ”

Thinking of this, Ying Yi couldn't help but sigh, this time he gave Ying Pengyu a heavy hand, although he shocked some well-intentioned people, but he also caused a lot of trouble for himself.

......

In the inner hall of the Zongren Mansion, a man in a black official robe was holding a cup of tea in his hand, and there were a few wisps of tender green leaves floating in the teacup, which made the tea extremely clear, and the hands that exposed the sleeve robe were extremely white, even whiter and tenderer than the palms of a baby, not at all like a man's hands, but more like a woman who had not left the cabinet.

The black-robed man drank all the tea, looked down, and the officials below immediately stepped forward and said: "My lord, this time the Eighth Emperor is so heavy-handed, according to the sect law, the martial arts cultivation should be abolished, and the dragon cave should be imprisoned, my lord thinks so." ”

"Qin Shouyi, how many years have you been in this inner mansion?" The black-robed man put down the teacup and did not answer Qin Shouyi's question, but asked Qin Shouyi a seemingly unrelated question.

"This ...... This, Xia Guan entered the Zongren Mansion in the fourth year of Jianwu, and this year is the fourteenth year of Jianwu, and it has been ten years. ”

"Ten years...... It's not short, you can be promoted to Zuozong in ten years, and it can be regarded as the emperor's grace. ”

"Yes...... Yes yes...... That's what the adults said. ”

Qin Shouyi's face was sweating profusely, and he stumbled when he answered, and his voice kept trembling.

"Qin Shouyi, this sect's mansion is the place to manage the royal family's patriarchy, not those yamen outside, outsiders want to intervene and come in, but they can only break his claws; ”

"Yes, yes, my lord, the lower official understands, the lower official understands. ”

Qin Shouyi knelt on the ground paralyzed, trembling all over, the sweat of his palms printed two watermarks on the stone slab, the resignation post of the Zongren Mansion is not a resignation and retreat, but a self-judgment, the Zongren Mansion is a matter of royal secrets, not if you want to come, you can leave if you want.

"It's good to understand, the battle in the palace is not something you and I can interfere in, be careful that it will affect your own clan when the time comes, there are some things that cannot be touched, if you want to be an official in Kyoto, you must know what you can do and what you can't do. ”

After the black-robed man finished speaking, he picked up the already empty teacup again.

"Yes, my lord, thank you for mentioning it, the lower official will keep it in mind, and he will retire. ”

Walking out of the hall gate, Qin Shouyi flicked his sleeves, and the sweat like raindrops fell on the marble surface, which was quickly steamed dry, and he looked at the inner hall with palpitations, and walked out of the Zongren Mansion quickly.

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