Venerable Yuan

In the brightly lit inner hall, it is resplendent and majestic. There is a long-bright lamp burning in the hall, with a blue stone burning in it. The curls of green smoke rise up and coil around the hall.

It is a green sandalwood stone. It will release a strange fragrance when it burns. It has the effect of calming the mind and is a must-have for practice. However, the price of this stone is not low, and it can be used as fuel, which is enough to show that the owner of this place has a high status.

In the inner hall, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow robe stood with his hands behind his back. He had a resolute face and a majestic look in his eyes. He had obviously been in a high position for a long time. Behind him, there was a rising aura, like fire and thunder, making a low sound. A roaring sound.

But if he looked at his right arm, he found it was empty and turned out to be a severed arm.

Next to him, there was a beautiful woman in palace attire. She had a slender body and graceful and beautiful appearance, but her cheeks looked extremely pale and weak.

At this time, this pair of men and women, who were obviously of high status, were looking ahead with a hint of nervousness. On the bed there, there was a young man of about thirteen or fourteen years old sitting cross-legged. His body was slightly slender. Thin, with his eyes closed tightly, the face of a young man that should have been full of vitality was filled with blood.

The strange blood flowed under his skin, and there was a faint sound like a dragon roaring with malice.

Along with the dragon roar, the veins on the young man's forehead bulged, his body was constantly shaking, and his face became ferocious, as if he had endured indescribable pain.

Beside the young man, a white-haired old man held a bronze mirror. On the bronze mirror, a soft light emitted, shining on the young man's body. Under the light, the strange blood on the young man's face was It began to gradually calm down.

After lasting for a stick of incense, all the blood energy finally receded, and finally retracted into the young man's palm.

When the white-haired old man saw this scene, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned around, leaned over to the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman in palace attire who were waiting nervously, and said, "Congratulations, King and Queen, for these three years." His Highness finally got over this big hurdle, and there should be no serious problems in the next three years."

When the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman in palace attire heard this, their faces were all happy, and their clenched fists gradually loosened.

"Master Qin, Yuan'er is now thirteen. Generally, boys of this age have eight meridians formed and can start practicing. What about Yuan'er?" The majestic man in bright yellow robes looked expectantly at the white man in front of him. The old man asked.

Hearing this question, the white-haired old man's expression suddenly dimmed. He shook his head slightly and said: "Your Majesty, this time I still haven't detected the eight meridians in Your Highness's body..."

When the majestic man heard this, his eyes also darkened.

In this world, the path of spiritual practice begins with the human body. The human body has countless meridians, and the most important of them are the eight major meridians. Except for some special circumstances, for ordinary people, the eight meridians in the body are within ten When you are about two or three years old, it will gradually take shape. At this time, you need to find these eight meridians. Only when you find these eight meridians can you start to practice, absorb the power of heaven and earth, and open up the eight meridians.

This is the "Pulse Opening Realm", the beginning of all cultivation.

Practitioners are also called "source masters" because they absorb the power of the origin of heaven and earth and transform themselves.

Master Qin couldn't bear to see the gloominess on the middle-aged man's face. He sighed softly and said: "Your Highness is destined to be a holy dragon. He should be stunning in the world and stand proudly in the sky. How could he have expected that he would suffer such a disaster..."

The middle-aged man clenched his left fist. The beautiful woman in palace attire beside her also had red eyes, and then she covered her mouth and coughed violently twice.

"Queen, take care of yourself. You have lost a lot of essence and blood to nourish Your Highness, so please don't let your emotions get agitated." Upon seeing this, Master Qin hurriedly said.

But the beautiful woman in palace clothes waved her hands, looking at the young man sitting cross-legged on the bed with sad eyes, and said: "The poison in Yuan'er's body breaks out every three years, and each time it becomes more powerful. If you want to eradicate it, the only way is to eradicate it." He relies on himself, but now his eight meridians are not showing, what will happen in three years?"

Master Qin was silent for a while and said slowly: "After three years, external suppression will fail. If this is still the case, I'm afraid your highness' life will be in danger."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the palace. The middle-aged man clenched his left fist and his body trembled slightly, while the beautiful woman in palace clothes covered her mouth and let out a low cry.

"So... I only have three years left to live?" In the silence, a slightly immature but calm voice suddenly sounded.

The three people in the main hall were all shocked when they heard this. They quickly raised their heads and saw that the young man on the bed had opened his eyes at some point and was looking at them.

The three of them looked at each other, obviously not expecting the young man to wake up so quickly. In the past, he would have to sleep for two or three days before he could recover.

"Yuan'er..."

The young man known as Yuan'er is named Zhou Yuan, and the middle-aged man and beautiful woman in front of him are the king and queen of the Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Qing and Qin Yu.

Zhou Yuan pursed his lips, and his young face looked a little pale. Perhaps because he had been thin since he was young and could only study more, he looked a little bookish. He was silent for a moment and slowly stretched out his palm.

In the palm of his hand, there was actually a dark mass of blood. The blood seemed to be branded into the deepest part of the flesh. It squirmed slowly, looking like a blood dragon with teeth and claws. It seemed to have a faint trace of blood. A thick air of resentment emanated from it, making people shudder.

"Father, Queen...this time, you should tell me what exactly happened to me, right?"

Zhou Yuan stared at the little blood dragon-like thing in his palm and couldn't help but clenched his teeth. It was this thing that made him experience the pain of life being worse than death.

Every three years, this thing started to cause trouble, as if it was swallowing up every flesh and blood in his body, causing endless pain.

After hearing Zhou Yuan's words, both Zhou Qing and Qin Yu's faces lost much color, especially the former, whose fists were clenched and a look of deep regret and self-blame appeared on his face.

The silence lasted for a long time, and the air was a little solid. Zhou Qing finally took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "This is... Resentful Dragon Poison."

"Resentful Dragon Poison?" Zhou Yuan frowned, not knowing why.

Zhou Qing touched Zhou Yuan's head with trembling palms and said, "You should know these things by now, Yuan'er, do you know, you are my Zhou family's holy dragon!"

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, is there such a miserable holy dragon? Even the eight meridians in the body cannot be found.

Zhou Qing sat next to Zhou Yuan and said in a low voice: "Yuan'er, now our Great Zhou Dynasty may only be regarded as a small country in the corner of this endless vast continent, but you don't know that fifteen years ago, Our great Zhou Dynasty is a majestic and powerful country, and when other countries come to court, it is powerful in all directions."

There was a look of surprise on Zhou Yuan's face. There were many dynasties and empires on this vast continent, but their Great Zhou Dynasty was not too conspicuous among them. Didn't you expect that they had such a status in the past?

"Do you know the Dawu Dynasty?" When Zhou Qing mentioned this name, he spoke every word as if it was unforgettable.

"Dawu Dynasty?" Zhou Yuan nodded. Dawu Dynasty is the top dynasty in this vast continent. It has a prosperous national fortune and countless origin masters. Compared with them, Dawu Dynasty, they can be said to be giants and dwarfs.

Zhou Qing's eyes turned red little by little at this moment, revealing deep hatred: "Then do you know that fifteen years ago, the current Dawu royal family was just a minister of our Great Zhou Dynasty? Genus?"

There was finally a hint of shock in Zhou Yuan's eyes. Now, the Dawu royal family was once a vassal of their great Zhou Dynasty? They were so powerful fifteen years ago?

"Then... why did it become like this?" Zhou Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"During the hundreds of years since the founding of our Great Zhou Dynasty, the Wu family has been loyal to our Zhou family in all directions. Later, when we established the Great Zhou Dynasty, in recognition of their contribution, we even named the Wu family hereditary King Wu, enjoying boundless power, and the Wu family also For a hundred years, we have guarded the borders of the Great Zhou Dynasty and frightened all directions."

Zhou Qing's body trembled slightly, and bloodshot eyes appeared at this moment: "However, no one expected that fifteen years ago, the Wu family suddenly launched a rebellion. Only then did we, the Zhou royal family, discover that after all these years, By keeping a low profile, the Wu family has become extremely powerful, and many of the kings in the dynasty have been won over by it."

"In less than a year, our Zhou family was defeated and fled southward to the ancestral land where our Zhou family made its fortune, which is now our area of ​​Great Zhou."

"I don't know why the Wu family rebelled. Their status in our Zhou Dynasty is no weaker than that of the royal family..."

"It wasn't until later that the secret agent got some information from the Wu family. It was a prophecy that had been circulated within the Wu family for hundreds of years..."

"Prophecy?" Zhou Yuan was slightly startled.

Zhou Qing gritted his teeth and said word for word: "The python swallows the dragon, and the great martial arts will rise!"

"The python swallows the dragon, and the great martial arts will rise?" Zhou Yuan recited it gently once, but he didn't understand the meaning, and asked: "What does this mean?"

Zhou Qing's eyes turned red at this moment. He stared at Zhou Yuan with extremely sad eyes: "I didn't know what this meant at the beginning, until that day..."

"Our Great Zhou was defeated. I led the remnants of Great Zhou and kept retreating. The Wu family pursued us until we reached the Great Zhou city at our feet. However, the Wu family surrounded us instead of attacking, as if waiting."

"What are you waiting for?" Zhou Yuan felt uneasy.

Zhou Qing stared at Zhou Yuan, a look that looked like crying but not crying appeared on his face. That kind of despair and anger made Zhou Yuan's heart tremble.

"They're waiting for you to be born."

Zhou Qing's words shocked Zhou Yuan's heart, and he was caught off guard.

On the other side, Zhou Yuan's mother, Qin Yu, covered her mouth and let out an extremely suppressed cry.

"Do you know what it was like when you were born?" Zhou Qing looked at Zhou Yuan and said with blood-red eyes: "Yuan'er, the moment you were born, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky, purple air was steaming, and you were surrounded by dragon energy. The roar of the dragon shakes the heaven and the earth, which is the atmosphere of the holy dragon."

"You are born with eight meridians that open automatically. Just after you were born, you have already passed the state of opening the meridians and reached the stage of nourishing qi."

"This is the legendary 'Holy Dragon Luck'. There is only one in a million. In the future, you can enter the great realm, be the same light as the heaven and the earth, and live the same life as the sun and the moon. You are the unprecedented holy dragon of my Zhou family!"

Zhou Qing's tone was extremely exciting, and his whole body was trembling violently. When Zhou Yuan was born, you can imagine how excited he was. God will not destroy the Zhou family. In this critical moment, the Zhou family welcomed the birth of the holy dragon.

Zhou Yuan also opened his eyes wide, obviously unable to imagine that such a vision would happen when he was born.

"Then...then why..." He stroked his body with slightly trembling palms. If he was born with the eight meridians opening automatically, why can't even the eight meridians be found in his body now?

Zhou Qing's excited voice stopped, and the light in his eyes seemed to have dissipated at this moment, leaving only a deep look of sadness. He said with a gloomy look: "Because at the moment you were born, King Wu outside the city My wife also gave birth to a boy and a girl. The baby boy has the energy of a dragon python, and the baby girl has the energy of a sparrow on her head. She is also blessed with luck!"

"According to the information we have received, King Wu's wife has been pregnant for three full years, but has never given birth. However, she suddenly gave birth today..."

"I didn't know why in the past, but at that time I finally understood it. It is said that people born on the same day, same year, same month, and same day can eat each other's luck. It turns out that the Wu family has been planning for many years, and what they are doing is not just to plot against me, but to plot against me. They are plotting against my Zhou family’s dragon!”

Zhou Yuan opened his mouth, and a chill rushed up from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai: "This is a conspiracy!"

How can there be such a coincidence in the world? This is obviously a big conspiracy that has been brewing for a hundred years and is targeting the Zhou family, or even... specifically targeting him.

For this reason, they even tried their best to make King Wu's wife barren for three years, just waiting for him!

Zhou Qing nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "It is indeed a conspiracy. The Wu family has endured for hundreds of years in our great Zhou Dynasty, fighting for our great Zhou Dynasty in the north and south, and gained all their trust. However, no one expected that their hundreds of years of forbearance, I’m all here for you!”

"That day, King Wu entered the city and threatened the hundreds of millions of people of the Zhou Dynasty. He wanted to take away your destiny of the Holy Dragon in front of me and your mother..." At this point, Zhou Qing's eyes even shed tears of blood. .

On the other side, Master Qin also looked sad. He said in a low voice: "That day, in order to protect His Highness, the king fought with King Wu on the Dazhou Mountain, but he was defeated and had one arm cut off by him. If it weren't for King Wu, I’m afraid that others will destroy His Highness’s Holy Dragon luck and die together, and even the King will have to die in battle.”

"In order to successfully win His Highness's fortune, King Wu made an ancestral oath that within a hundred years Dawu would not set foot in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

The terrible scene from that year came out of the depths of his mind again. Qin Yu, who was standing beside him, could no longer bear the emotion. He knelt down in front of Zhou Yuan, hugged him tightly, and cried bitterly, with a heartbreaking cry. .

"Yuan'er! My poor son! Mother, I'm sorry for you!"

The cruel memory of that day was torn open again with blood. She clearly remembered that the newly born Zhou Yuan was used as the formation's eye and placed on the altar arranged by King Wu.

And in the altar, there are the newly born children of King Wu.

However, one is taken away and two are gained.

Deprivation of luck is like being stripped of flesh and blood, the pain is unimaginable.

At that time, Qin Yu had just received the joy of having a son, but could only watch helplessly as his child endured endless pain in the cold altar, crying until his tender voice became hoarse.

That kind of despair and powerlessness almost made her faint at that time.

Pfft.

Because of the excitement, Qin Yu's cheeks instantly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing Zhou Yuan's hair red.

"Mother?! What's wrong with you?" Zhou Yuan was shocked and hurriedly helped Qin Yu wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Master Qin hurried up to the side, his palms exuding soft energy, pouring in from Qin Yu's Tianling Cap, helping her stabilize the energy and blood in her body. He glanced at the pale Qin Yu, and then sighed to Zhou Yuan: "Your Highness, don't blame the king and queen for failing to protect you. The king tried his best and almost died in the battle."

"And the queen injected her own essence and blood into your body after you were deprived of your luck, and then gave you blood transfusions every year, so that your highness can live to this day, but the queen also paid a huge price for this, Every time she receives a blood transfusion, her life will be shortened by three years. In twelve years, she has lost thirty-six years of her life. Her vitality has been severely damaged, and now she has less than ten years to live."

"What?! What did you say?!"

When Zhou Yuan heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Bloodshot eyes crept out crazily. Even when he heard that his luck had been taken away, he had never experienced such strong emotional fluctuations. After all, these things happened when he was young and could not remember. , so I don’t have a strong sense of belonging to the so-called "Holy Dragon Luck". Even if it was deprived by design, I was just a little shocked.

The Wu family had been plotting against him for hundreds of years. Although there were turbulence in his heart, he was able to suppress it. However, they forced his mother who loved him until her life span was exhausted, but for the first time, Zhou Yuan had an uncontrollable murderous intention in his heart.

Therefore, when he heard Master Qin's words, Zhou Yuan could no longer maintain his emotions. The blood all over his body rushed to his head crazily, making his face turn blood red. His delicate and tender face turned out to be... It looked a little ferocious.

"Wu family, how dare you persecute my mother and queen! You deserve to die!"

Zhou Yuan was trembling all over, his eyes were blood red, and a surge of overwhelming anger and murderous intent surged from his heart.

Zhou Qing picked up Qin Yu and let her lean on the jade couch. At this moment, his hair seemed to be a little paler, and his majestic aura was gone. He said in a dull tone: "There is luck in the world. First of all, the Wu family has a weak foundation. If you want to establish a country, continue to procreate, and shock the world, you must have enough luck to support it, and your Holy Dragon luck is the best thing."

"King Wu took away your luck and gave it to his son and daughter. From then on, Dawu was protected by dragons and phoenixes, and the country's fortunes flourished. The prosperity of the Dawu Dynasty was all because of taking away your luck."

"The fate of the Holy Dragon in your body was forcibly plundered by the python's life, which naturally produced a strong resentment. King Wu deliberately sealed this resentment in your body, thus forming the Resentful Dragon Poison. , it swallows your essence and blood and continues to grow, until one day it matures and explodes, completely swallowing up your vitality."

"At the same time, your holy dragon roots were broken, and your eight natural meridians disappeared. To this day, your eight meridians have never shown up again. The road to cultivation is difficult..."

Zhou Qing's voice was desolate, with boundless powerlessness in it. It was hard to imagine how hopeless that day was for the Zhou family.

That day, outside the city, the pythons were singing together, and the glow was shining brightly, taking advantage of the situation to transform.

That day, the holy dragon in the city screamed and turned into blue smoke, curling away.

This is, the python swallows the dragon.