God Emperor

The country Zhang Ruochen is currently in is called "Yunwu County", which is just one of thousands of counties in the eastern region of Kunlun.

The so-called county is actually a county in the First Central Empire. It must pay tribute and pay taxes to the First Central Empire every year.

The king of a county is called the "king of the county".

Zhang Ruochen's current identity is the ninth son of Prince Yunwu.

Lying flat on the cold, hard wooden bed, Zhang Ruochen was still thinking about tomorrow's sacrifice ceremony.

"The original owner of this body did not activate the 'Divine Martial Seal' when he was sixteen years old. He must have been abandoned by the gods. What should I do to have a greater chance of activating the 'Divine Martial Seal'?"

In the Kunlun world, if you want to open the "mark of divine martial arts", you must obtain the approval of the gods.

It is called the divine right of martial arts.

During the sacrificial ceremony, a divine bridge of heaven and earth will appear between the divine realm and the Kunlun realm, connecting the two realms. After enjoying the sacrifices, the gods will give some talented humans "marks of divine martial arts" to help them open the door to cultivation.

The higher the talent, the sooner you can get the "Mark of Divine Martial Arts".

In Zhang Ruochen's previous life, when he was still in the womb, he had activated the "Seal of Divine Martial Arts" and could be described as a natural genius.

In this life, until the age of sixteen, the "mark of divine martial arts" has not been opened, so he is basically a person abandoned by the gods. Even if you participate in the sacrificial ceremony tomorrow, it will be almost impossible to obtain the "Mark of Divine Martial Arts".

Zhang Ruochen couldn't fall asleep, so he sat up from the bed and held a white crystal in the shape of a date pit in his hand. It was sharp at both ends and three-dimensional in the middle. It was crystal clear and without any impurities.

Perhaps, it can help him get the approval of a certain god and open the "Divine Martial Seal".

This white crystal was a gift given to him by Emperor Ming when he was sixteen years old.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what this white crystal was, so he just wore it close to his body. Unexpectedly, eight hundred years later, it is still on my body.

"I will go from eight hundred years ago to eight hundred years in the future, maybe it has something to do with it."

Zhang Ruochen held the white crystal tightly and closed his eyes. The figure of his father, Emperor Ming, appeared in his mind. I wonder if his father is still alive in the world?

That night, it snowed heavily in the royal city.

Early the next morning, the entire royal city was covered with thick snow, and the vermilion palaces, pavilions, and pavilions were all wrapped in a layer of ice sculptures and snow.

Winter Solstice, the coldest day of the year.

Every year on this day, the warriors from the royal city would gather outside the ancestral halls of the emperors to worship the gods under the leadership of the princes.

Outside the ancestral hall of the emperors, an ancient altar was built with huge stones. On the altar, not only were tens of thousands of livestock tied, including cattle, sheep, pigs..., but there were also many powerful beasts chained with iron chains.

Civil and military officials, martial arts monks, princes and concubines, countless boys and girls waiting to unlock the mark of the gods and martial arts, and even some babies who were still in their infancy, all gathered.

This is a national grand ceremony, not just in the royal city, but in every city, every town, and every village in Yunwu County.

"哓哓! Ninth brother, you are already sixteen years old. Even if you participate in the sacrificial ceremony, you will not be able to obtain the 'Mark of Divine Martial Arts'. Why bother to embarrass yourself?" The eighth prince Zhang Ji smiled coldly.

The sixth prince stood next to the eighth prince with a cold face: "It is said that a dragon gives birth to nine sons, each of whom is different. What a heroic figure my father is, but he gave birth to a waste like you. You are sixteen years old and you don't even have the 'Shenwu Seal' You haven’t opened it yet, and the royal family has been disgraced. Why don’t you die in this world?”

This sentence is a bit exaggerated, but it is the sentiment of several princes present.

Dragons do not live with snakes.

The family affection in the emperor's family is the coldest, and this moment shows it vividly.

In the Kunlun world, there are not many people who can activate the "Mark of Divine Martial Arts", and there is at most only one in ten people. It can be said that every warrior has an extremely high status.

Of course, for martial arts experts, it's another story. The bloodline of martial arts masters is strong, and future generations will pass on the powerful bloodline, and the probability of unlocking the "mark of divine martial arts" is much greater.

Prince Yunwu has a total of nine sons, eight of whom have activated the "Mark of Divine Martial Power". Only Zhang Ruochen, who is sixteen years old, has still not activated it. He is the laughing stock of the royal family.

Many people jokingly call him the "Tiger Father and Dog Son".

There were even rumors in the court that Zhang Ruochen was not of the bloodline of Prince Yunwu. Although it was just a rumor, it also brought shame on the faces of the royal family.

Therefore, most of the other princes believed that Zhang Ruochen was a disgrace to the royal family and did not regard him as a brother at all. They wished that he would die earlier.

In recent years, even the Prince of Yunwu County has become somewhat alienated from Zhang Ruochen and Concubine Lin. Excluded by other concubines and princes, Zhang Ruochen and Concubine Lin were finally kicked out of the main hall last night and forced to move to a side hall.

Zhang Ruochen just stood there silently, ignoring the sixth and eighth princes.

Before you have enough strength, any verbal dispute will only make others look down on you even more.

Concubine Lin stood together with the other princesses. Seeing the marginalized Zhang Ruochen, she felt heartbroken, but there was nothing she could do.

"The sacrificial ceremony begins!"

The Imperial Master of Yunwu County stood above the altar, holding a scroll of blessings and reciting aloud.

Then, above the altar, a big conch and a big horn were blown, and graceful palace maids in colorful clothes played 16 kinds of musical instruments including chimes, chimes, and bells.

Then, the animals were killed and their blood was sacrificed to heaven.

"Wow——"

The rich blood turned into a thick pillar of light, rising straight up, shattering the clouds and rushing into the vast sky.

Suddenly, a starlight flew down from the sky and landed on the eyebrows of a six-year-old boy. It merged with the boy's body and turned into a red "mark of divine martial arts".

There was an exclamation from the crowd: "Xue Dutong's youngest son has opened the mark of divine martial arts when he was only six years old!"

"The Crimson Flame Divine Martial Mark is a fourth-grade Divine Martial Mark. It is so powerful and has a bright future."

Divine martial marks are also divided into grades, from grade one to grade nine.

The marks of the first-grade divine martial arts are the lowest, and the marks of the ninth-grade divine martial arts are the highest.

Everyone stared at the six-year-old boy with envy.

At the age of six, he opened the mark of the fourth-level divine martial arts. He can be called a proud man of heaven, and his future achievements will definitely be high.

Among the many generals in Yunwu County, a burly man, wearing a battle armor, clapped his chest, laughed loudly, and said excitedly: "Okay! As expected of my Xue Liang's son, the Dutong Mansion will host a banquet tonight, everyone. Must come to enjoy it. Haha!”

"Wow!"

Countless stars flew down from the sky, fell into the eyebrows of each boy and girl, and turned into marks of divine power.

Among them, the first-level divine martial arts mark has the most, and there are very few young people who can activate the second-level divine martial arts mark. The most powerful one is still the son of Xue Dutong, who has the fourth-level divine martial arts mark, which is beyond the reach of everyone.

After all, the people who have opened the mark of Shenwu are in the minority, probably only one-tenth of the total number.

Everyone was inexplicably excited, finally being recognized by the gods and opening the door to martial arts.

Those boys and girls who had not opened the mark of Shenwu were naturally very disappointed, and some even burst into tears. It could be said that some were happy and some were sad.

Seeing that the sacrifice was about to end, Zhang Ruochen still did not activate the divine mark.

At the age of sixteen, he has not yet opened the Mark of Divine Martial Arts, so his hope is slim and he can only be a mediocre mortal from now on.

Everyone ignored him, like a speck of dust in a corner, unnoticed.

Concubine Lin actually had some illusions at first, hoping that her child could create miracles. Even if you can't become a strong martial artist, you can at least strengthen your body so that you won't be tortured by diseases again.

As the sacrifice came to an end, Concubine Lin's hope turned into disappointment again.

Even despair.

Just when Zhang Ruochen thought he couldn't activate the mark of Shenwu, the white crystal stone he held tightly in his hand shone slightly.

At the last moment before the sacrifice ended, a bright starlight fell from the sky, fell on Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, and turned into a white circular divine mark.

"Wow!"

A burning feeling came from the center of his eyebrows and immediately spread throughout his body.

It's on!

Zhang Ruochen's eyes lit up, and no matter how calm he was, his heart was still excited.

As long as the Divine Martial Mark is turned on, he doesn't care at all even if it's a first-grade Divine Martial Mark.

No one paid attention to Zhang Ruochen originally, but the moment he opened the mark of Shenwu, he attracted everyone's attention.

"That's not the Ninth Prince. He's sixteen years old and weak, but he can actually activate the Divine Martial Mark!"

Many people looked over with disbelief.

The sixth prince and eighth prince standing next to Zhang Ruochen also narrowed their eyes, unable to hide their surprised expressions.

How can this be?

After Concubine Lin saw the mark of Shenwu between Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, tears welled up in her eyes silently, and then she walked quickly to Zhang Ruochen and hugged him tightly: "Chen'er, you finally did it! You did it!"

An old eunuch who looked like a broken man walked up to Zhang Ruochen and said: "Congratulations to Concubine Lin, and congratulations to His Highness the Ninth Prince for opening the mark of divine martial arts. The queen asked the old slave to invite His Highness the Ninth Prince to come over. She wanted to personally test the divine martial arts that His Highness had activated. The grade of the imprint.”

"queen!"

Concubine Lin held back the joy and tears on her face, and nervously protected Zhang Ruochen behind her.

"Mother, let's go see the queen!"

Zhang Ruochen noticed the subtle changes in Concubine Lin and thought to himself, it seems that this queen is not a virtuous queen, so she should be more careful.

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