Chapter I

The Great Xia Dynasty, founded more than 300 years, the five emperors, Yanjing Tianjing giant city north of Tianzhu Mountain, south of Canglang River, covers an area of thousands of miles, known as the first city in the south of the Xuanhuang world, and the Great Zhou Dynasty Yanjing, with the "first city in the north" called Longjing opposite.

In the center of this majestic giant city, which covers an area of thousands of miles, is the most tight, the most strict, the most noble, and the most magnificent place in the Great Xia Kingdom - the Great Xia Palace.

“...... In the first year of Taigu, 70 billion heavenly demons descended into the world, Xuanhuang was defeated and retreated, corpses piled up like mountains, bleeding and drifting, a generation of Tianjiao Taixuan Sages were born, turning the sky with one hand, and punishing the heavenly demons......;

In a remote courtyard in the northeast corner of the Great Xia Palace, an exclamation sounded as a young man about sixteen years old, dressed in a white shirt, holding an old thick book and reading it word by word.

Although this young man is sixteen years old, he has long hair like silver with a shawl, and the white shirt on his body is very old, but the gentle temperament of the young man is difficult to hide even the old clothes on his body.

"Hey, 70 billion heavenly demons descended into the world, destroyed with one hand, tens of billions of demon clans in troubled times, and died with a roar, what kind of courage is this, what kind of strength? It's a pity that I ...... it."

The young man put down the ancient book in his hand, stroked the three words "Zhiyilu" written in ancient characters on the cover of the ancient book with a complicated expression, and sighed leisurely.

Qin Yin, the son of the royal family of the Great Xia Empire, his father died on the battlefield fifteen years ago, and his mother died of depression two years later, Qin Yin, who was only three years old, became an orphan and has been raised by the royal family, and as the price of upbringing, his father's original title and the property left by his parents are all managed by the royal family, according to the rules of the royal family, if he is an adult, the strength is not enough martial arts, then all the inheritance and title will be disposed of by the royal family.

It's just that Qin Yin's talent is not good, and he has not had enough money over the years, so it is difficult to buy the ingredients and pills needed for martial arts cultivation, so he has been hovering at the martial apprentice level all these years, and it is difficult to make an inch.

Because he grew up alone since he was a child, Qin Yin's surname is very withdrawn, and he likes to read books alone in the courtyard, especially some ancient books that record strange ghosts, and the lone book is his favorite.

At the beginning of the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, the gate valves, the family, the heroes and the powerful did not know how many, and the confiscated classics were even more innumerable. And in order to earn more money for martial arts cultivation, Qin Yin also took care of the errand of Ziguang Pavilion, which not only satisfied Qin Yin's extensive reading, but also saved a lot of money to buy books.

"Martial Arts Ten Folds, Martial Disciples, Martial Artists, Martial Artists, Martial Artists, Innate Martial Artists, Martial Heroes, Martial Sects, Martial Honors, Martial Emperors, Martial Saints. And I have been cultivating for ten years, but I am only hovering at the martial apprentice level, thinking that this Taixuan Sage can destroy tens of billions of heavenly demons with one hand, and suppress tens of billions of demon clans with a loud shout, such a powerful and terrifying strength, has it reached the realm of the legendary martial saint?"

Qin Yin's heart was surging, and he couldn't help but think of the primeval period in his mind, when he turned his palm down, he would kill countless heavenly demons, and with a loud roar, he would shock the tall image of the extremely strong martial artist of the tens of billions of demon clans.

"How many years and months will I be able to achieve this kind of strength? Not to mention that the Dao realm that is enough to move mountains and seas, even if I can't even reach a single samurai, this is simply ......."

Qin Yin sighed, sat down helplessly, he was an orphan since he was a child, he was raised by the royal family, he only had a fixed fifty silver cakes every month, and this had to be deducted thirty by those damn eunuchs, in addition to the usual daily life and diet every month, there was no money left to buy pills and tonic soups, plus his talent was average, and he had been training hard for ten years, but he had not broken through to the martial arts level, which was really disappointing.

In this way, according to the regulations of the royal family, once Qin Yin's strength does not reach the level of a martial artist when he is an adult, he will be arranged to have a comfortable errand, as for the title of Wushuang Marquis left by his ancestors, as well as a large amount of ancestral property, etc., will be inherited by some relatives and fellow clansmen.

This made it difficult for Qin Yin, who had strong self-esteem, to accept, but his own strength was limited, no matter how hard he tried, it was always difficult to make an inch, so that he almost despaired, and finally had to pin his hopes on those illusory gods and demons, hoping to find some clues that could help him be strong from those ancient books that recorded the strange things of gods and demons.

"Huh?"

Qin Yin took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and was just about to continue to read "Zhiyilu", but his eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the three ancient characters on the cover of this ancient book, and the three words seemed to be distorted together in an instant, forming a pattern with a reckless atmosphere.

Rubbing his eyes vigorously, and looking at these three words again, there was no previous vision, which made Qin Yin involuntarily have a trace of expectation and a trace of fear in his heart, could it really be that there is a ...... in this book that can help me. But if not, wouldn't I end up with an ancestral property that is not guaranteed and the title is difficult to keep?

No, this title of Wushuang Marquis is the honor left by my father who fought the battlefield, and I must not be taken away in the hands of my Qin Yin, and I must also keep that large amount of inheritance, so as to be worthy of my parents' spirit in the sky!

Qin Yin gritted his teeth tightly, and carefully rummaged through this ancient book with both hands, from noon to the sunset, but he didn't find the slightest strangeness in this ancient book, so angry that he couldn't help but scold, and in extreme disappointment, he tore it with both hands, and this ancient book was torn in half!

Looking at the ancient book divided into two halves in his hand, Qin Yin was still puzzled, gritted his teeth and tore it wildly, and the next moment the pieces of paper flew in the room, and Qin Yin's face first had a gritted teeth and resentful expression, and then he was stunned, and then a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and when he looked down, he saw that after the cover of this "Zhiyilu" was torn open, a picture scroll that looked like paper and not paper, like silk and not silk, revealed a dark golden light.

The scroll is about a foot square, with only a portrait of a figure in the center.

"It's ......"

Qin Yin squinted his eyes and looked at this picture scroll several times, but he didn't find the slightest difference. It's just that when he focused on the portrait in the center of the painting, there was a "boom" in his mind, as if it exploded.

The figure in front of him came to life in an instant, he was dressed in a dark robe, wearing a crown on his head, and his hands were sealed proudly in the void, above his head, the moon and stars stood side by side, and the mountains and seas were clustered under his feet, and this day and this earth seemed to be extremely small in front of him. And what really changed the color of heaven and earth was the seemingly simple and abnormal magic seal in his hand.

It is such a simple seal, but it makes Qin Yin have a feeling of the ancestor of ten thousand laws, the root of ten thousand seals, as if this simple seal will derive endless changes in the next moment, subconsciously, Qin Yin's hands imitate the seal held by the hands of this god-like figure in front of him.

At that moment, a ray of brilliant starlight suddenly hung down from the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, and poured into his body from the top of Qin Yin's head.

Qin Yin's whole body's muscles, membranes, bones, internal organs, and blood seemed to be endowed with life at this moment, and he breathed the heaven and earth vitality in the air around him in a big gulp, and the moonlight that poured into his body from the top of his head was swallowed up by the blood that roared like an angry sea at the first time, and was transported to all parts of his body.

A miraculous change occurred on Qin Yin's slightly thin body, the blood congestion and pain that had accumulated in the body in the past due to excessive cultivation were all washed under this miraculous change, and they were expelled from the 36,000 pores of the body.

Qin Yin only felt that his whole body was warm, as if he was bathed in the sunshine of a spring afternoon, and there was a comfort that was difficult to express in words, and he wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep.

"Huh?"

I don't know how long it took, the warm feeling on Qin Yin's body faded, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he had stood in the middle of the courtyard at some point, and there was a full moon like a jade disk above his head.

What makes Qin Yin even more incredible is that he seems to be filled with an explosive power all over his body, this power is so powerful, there is no sense of jerkiness, as if he is living with his body.

"What's going on?" Before Qin Yin could react, a sour smell poured into his nostrils with the night breeze, making Qin Yin frown, and took a closer look through the bright moonlight, but saw that his body had been densely covered with a layer of dark oil at some point, and there was even a trace of blood stains on it.

Qin Yin didn't care about checking the changes in his body, so he went to the back of the house, picked up a few buckets of water from the well, washed the oil stains on his body, and changed into clean clothes, but his stomach was grunting out of place.

"Young Master Yin, Xiang'er has brought you dinner. At this moment, a crisp female voice like a yellow oriole sounded at the door, and a cardamom girl wearing a long blue dress and dressed as a maid walked in with a big food box.

Xiang'er is the maid of the county lord of Golan who lives in the courtyard next door to Qin Yin.

Like Qin Yin, the county lord of Golan also died of his parents since he was a child, and was raised by the royal family, because of his similar background to Qin Yin, he and Qin Yin were quite close to each other, Qin Yin dismissed the slaves in order to save expenses, and the county lord of Golan made her maid responsible for Qin Yin's three meals.

It's just that unlike Qin Yin's blunt performance in the martial arts, the Lord of Golan has shown a strong talent for martial arts cultivation since he was a child, and at the age of only fourteen, he has successfully stepped into the peak of martial arts, and he is only one step away from returning to the innate and stepping into the realm of the innate martial artist, and in the Great Xia Kingdom, a congenital martial artist has the opportunity to serve as the commander of ten thousand masters in the army.

It is said that an old ancestor of the royal family who practiced in the depths of the palace took a fancy to the qualifications of the Golan County Lord, and would accept her as an apprentice after she successfully stepped into the realm of the innate martial artist.

"Thank you. Qin Yin took the food box in Xiang'er's hand and repeated the two words he had said countless times, and his mouth was dry.

"Coo~" At this moment, Qin Yin's stomach made an inopportune sound, making the petite and lovely Xiang'er blush.

"If you want to laugh, just laugh. Qin Yin smiled bitterly, opened the food box, and a rich aroma rushed to his face, the four dishes and one soup with all the color and flavor made Qin Yin can't wait to get up, and the fragrant people on the side couldn't hold it back anymore, covering his mouth and chuckling.

It's just that the meal that was usually enough to make Qin Yin burp was just half full today, and when he looked at Xiang'er, the lovely girl asked with a look of surprise: "Young Master Yin, haven't you eaten enough?" But this amount is according to your usual very full portion...... I...... I'll get it again. ”

"Strange, what's going on?" Looking at Xiang'er who was running away, Qin Yin touched his shriveled stomach, and involuntarily reviewed all of today's events in his mind.

"Could it be ......"