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    The Shihui Dynasty relied on the Xianmen Xuantian Sect and established the country with military force. It has been in existence for more than 600 years. It has a vast territory and fertile fields. It is especially rich in star pattern iron for casting high-quality weapons. It is one of the richest places in the world.

    At this time, in the imperial palace, in the Cold Cloud Pavilion, Tang Zhen was covered in hot sweat. He slowly put down the more than 320 kilograms of stone plate in his hand and let out a long sigh.

    Although Lengyun Pavilion is located in the forbidden area of ??the palace, it is a cold palace, and Tang Zhen is the prince of the dynasty!

    ""Fire Light Qingxia Record", "Fire Light Qingxia Record"! Tang Yuan, you know that I can't condense my vitality by practicing any martial arts now, but you gave me this top-notch Xuanzi secret book just to humiliate me.  ?¡±

    "Seven years have passed since my mother, Tang Zhen, and my son were relegated to the cold palace for seven years! My mother passed away in a depressed mood, and I am also a useless person who has made little progress in martial arts, but I am sitting on such a huge treasure mountain and I can't help but cry!"

    Tang Zhen pursed his lips tightly, with various emotions flashing in his eyes.

    Reluctant, angry and helpless!

    ?Bite the steel teeth into pieces!

    The royal family has been ruthless since ancient times. This generation of emperor Tang Yuan has five sons. Tang Zhen is the eldest son. He originally held the position of prince. However, the inner courtyard of the palace has been a cruel place for killing people without blood since ancient times. Tang Zhen's mother and son were framed by Tang Yi seven years ago.  , although there were many doubts, Emperor Tang Yuan was still furious, and sent Tang Zhen, mother and son to the cold palace on the spot, where they remain until today.

    And Tang Yuan, Tang Zhen's biological father, saw that Tang Zhen could no longer cultivate any true energy and had not made any progress in martial arts, so he gave Tang Zhen the most precious secret in the inner courtyard of the palace, the Xuanzi secret book "The Record of Fierce Light and Qingxia".  , the purpose is to let Tang Zhen sit on the treasure mountain but can only return empty-handed, suffering from hope to disappointment and then to despair day and night.  This kind of mental torture has always been the most destructive to people's hearts, and the ruthlessness of the methods can be seen.

    It should be noted that the martial arts magic weapons in the world are generally divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang. For ordinary secular people, the Xuanzi secret book can be regarded as the best secret book.

    And that's not all, Tang Zhen stared at the stone plate on the ground: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was seven years old. I entered the first level of flesh and blood at the age of nine, and reached the second level of physical training at the age of twelve.  , although he is not a genius, he is not a waste either. Unexpectedly, suddenly overnight, his cultivation has not advanced but retreated, and his original Qi has completely disappeared. Now for twelve years, he has been practicing martial arts for at least six hours a day.  Now, I can barely maintain my blood state. This 320-pound stone plate is the limit! What happened to my body? Could it be that I really have to be like this for the rest of my life?  Are you going to accomplish nothing this whole life?"

    "No! Even if I risk my life, I will cultivate the right path! As long as I can condense the true energy again, I can reach the second level of physical training in the flesh womb realm again. The body's dexterity will be greatly increased, and the muscles all over the body will be more explosive. But  If you can lift a 600-jin stone and have the strength of two tigers, you can become an outer disciple of the Xuantian Sect, and then you can have the right to speak and rectify the name of my mother!"

    "Even ten years! Twenty years!"

    In this world, Xuantian Sect, as one of the six orthodox immortal sects, has great power, far above the secular imperial power.  As long as you reach the steel muscle realm, the second level of the flesh fetus realm, and lift six hundred kilograms, you can become an outer disciple of the Xuantian Sect. In this world, you are already equivalent to the leader of a team and can command a hundred people, although your status is still far away.  Not as tall as the prince, but there is still hope.

    After all, any master, even if he becomes a god-like figure on land, has come out step by step from the beginning of a little person. No one is a master as soon as he is born!

    If one can reach the fourth steel muscle realm of the Flesh Fetus Realm and become an inner sect disciple, his status will be comparable to that of a prince. The key reason is that all inner sect disciples can receive intensive training from the Xuantian Sect and have abundant resources and treasures.  The future is bright!

    Although Tang Yuan looked down on all living beings as an emperor, he was only facing ordinary people.  If you really meet a high-ranking person in Xuantian Sect, you still have to bow your head.

    To put it bluntly, this Shihui Dynasty is just a puppet controlled by Xuantian Sect.

    At that time, Tang Zhen could have become an outer disciple of the Xuantian Sect, but before he could wait for the Xuantian Sect's entrance examination, he suddenly experienced a big change in his body, his true energy decreased sharply, and his energy disappeared completely in just half a year, until today.

    "Only by becoming a disciple of the Xuantian Sect can I rectify my mother's name! Even if my physical condition is not good, then I will try twice as hard as others! If twice as hard doesn't work, then triple it!"

    Thinking of this, Tang Zhen's eyes became more determined. Although there was little hope, he would try his best no matter what. He immediately hugged the stone plate with both hands and planned to practice the snatch ten times again.

    The stupid bird flies first, diligence can make up for the stupidity.

    "There are assassins! There are assassins!"

    Just as he was about to lift it up, a burst of shouting suddenly came from the inner courtyard of the palace, followed by a burst of fighting sounds,The situation was so great that many trees and rockeries in the palace collapsed and were destroyed.

    kindness?  There is actually an assassin?  What kind of person would come here and do something like this?  Although our Shihui Dynasty is just a line-controlling puppet of the Xuantian Sect, we are still subordinate to the Xuantian Sect. To come here so blatantly, there is no small amount of hatred.

    Tang Zhen knows that Tang Yuan, the emperor of the Shihui Dynasty, is a strong man who has entered the sixth golden marrow realm of the flesh body. He has thirty-two times the strength of a tiger and can lift nine thousand six hundred kilograms. He must not be underestimated!  Assassins who dare to assassinate are definitely not weak.

    "It's just an assassin, what does it have to do with me?"  Thinking of this, Tang Zhen slowly shook his head, gathered his thoughts, and hugged the stone plate again with both hands.

    "one two three¡­¡­"

    Tang Zhen held the stone plate high and was doing the press training. After a while, there were sudden loud footsteps outside the Lengyun Pavilion. Tang Zhen frowned and just put the stone plate on the ground when a loud sound came from the direction of the courtyard gate.  There was a loud noise and a man kicked in the door. Tang Zhen's pupils suddenly shrank and he slowly clenched his fists.

    Even if he was thrown into the cold palace, Tang Zhen was still a prince in name. The other party who kicked in like this showed that he didn't save any face.

    The person who came was wearing an apricot yellow robe with an eight-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He looked like a talented person. However, only Tang Zhen knew that this young man who looked cool and upright was the initiator of the conspiracy that year, which had harmed him.  One of the culprits for the mother and son being relegated to the cold palace is his half-brother, the ruthless and cunning current prince, Tang Yi!

    As soon as Tang Yifang entered the door, he immediately said with a smile: "Hey, big brother is really diligent, he is still practicing "Fire Light Qingxia Lu", oh, this is a good secret book, tsk tsk, the Xuanzi is the best,  It's not even a little bit better than my "Moon-Zhanbing Nine Stars Spiritual Art". If my father hadn't kindly given this secret book to you, I would have wanted to beg my father for it. It's a pity, it's a pity,  Haha, haha!" Two cries of pity and two cries of haha. Anyone can hear the sarcasm.

    Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand to touch the red birthmark on his forehead. Although he wanted to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives, his face remained calm and he said coldly: "Take such a useless thing if you want it."  Go, why bother mother-in-law and mother-in-law."

    Tang Yi said happily: "You don't dare. This is what my father gave to you, my dear brother. I don't dare to snatch it away. It's a pity that the treasure is covered in dust. Alas, such a good secret book is really, pity, pity, haha,  Ha ha!"

    His hahaha sounds were no different from those of a soft knife that kills people without blood. Tang Zhen's hair stood up all over his body, but after all, he had stayed in this cold palace for seven full years, and he was very good at nourishing his qi, so he never had an attack on the spot.

    The current strength gap between the enemy and ourselves is too large.

    Tolerate!

    Tang Zhen snorted coldly and stopped talking. He would never give Tang Yi any excuse to take action.

    Tang Yi was aggressive, laughed wildly, and said loudly: "On the order of my father, the whole palace is searching for assassins! My dear brother, I'm offended, haha!" He waved his hand fiercely: "Search for me!"

    Tang Yi feels very good every time he can humiliate his brother, the prince, like this.

    That kind of pleasure is even second only to the moment when I just lay on the beautiful palace maid and ejaculated for the last time.

    "Compared with this, the life and death of his biological father Tang Yuan is secondary.  In fact, Tang Yi wished that his father would be assassinated, so that it would be logical for him, the prince, to inherit the great treasure.  When the time comes when the power is in hand, will this big brother, whom I have always been wary of, be allowed to be flattened and rounded by myself?

    Prince Tang Yi gave the order, and the imperial guards behind him rushed into the courtyard, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to search. If they hadn't been concerned that this was in the inner courtyard of the palace, they would have dug three feet deep.  Beating, smashing, and looting are nothing more than this.

    Tang Zhen looked on coldly and said nothing.

    In the seven years since being relegated to the cold palace, things like this have happened every once in a while. If it¡¯s just like this and it¡¯s unbearable, how can we accumulate a lot and take revenge?

    Soon, the Royal Forest Army below reported: "Your Highness, no one has been in the house."

    Tang Yi looked at the cold cloud pavilion that looked like a vegetable garden that had just been crossed by a wild boar. He raised his head and laughed three times. Then he stared into Tang Zhen's eyes and said happily: "It seems that brother's place is quite clean. Then let's  I¡¯ll see you next time, haha, haha!¡±

    He said and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

    Everyone was gone in the blink of an eye.

    "It's too much to bully someone!"

    The veins on Tang Zhen's forehead popped out, and his fists were bleeding. He punched the stone plate at his feet, causing his skin to rip open.

    After taking a few breaths, Tang Zhen quickly calmed down. The red birthmark on his forehead hurt like a pin prick. Every timeThis is the case when one is angry.

    Finally, I firmly remember that my mother once said when she was dying: "It is heroic to fight against the odds, but it will end in tragedy ten times out of ten. What needs to be done more is to leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood."  As long as there is life, there is always hope of recovery."

    Tang Zhen remembered this sentence firmly in his heart and did not dare to forget it for a moment.

    Where life is, there is hope.

    Just as he was thinking about it, a wheezing sound suddenly came from the side room, and Tang Zhen asked fiercely: "Who!"

    The gasping sound suddenly disappeared for a while, and soon a slightly older voice came: "Boy, it seems that your situation is no better than mine. Are you planning to ask someone to catch me, or are you planning to put me away?"  You hid me for two days and let me out secretly?"

    Could this person be the assassin?  When did he come, he had no idea at all.

    Tang Zhen said in a deep voice: "We are in the same situation. No one is better than the other, so why make fun of us."

    There was silence in the side room for a while, and suddenly the voice said: "You know your enemy's enemy is your friend. Boy, why don't you come in and let's talk? Anyway, I didn't plan to go out when I came in this time, but it's a pity that it's just  It's a pity for his grandma to slap the faint king but not kill him. What a pity!" The assassin heard the conversation between Tang Zhen and his younger brother Tang Yi just now, and understood Tang Zhen's situation, so he said this.

    Tang Zhen said as he walked: "This is the best."

    Although the following words were not spoken, judging from his tone, the underlying meaning was self-evident.

    Tang Yuan¡¯s life was naturally left to him, Tang Zhen!

    A burst of laughter sounded like a broken bellows, and the old voice in the wing coughed and said: "Haha, haha, the boy is interesting, interesting. Okay, then I will follow your wishes, and the life of that faint king will be left to you.  Come in. Boy, come in, I want to see what kind of person you are."

    Tang Zhen entered the side room, which looked like a girl who had just been raped by a robber. He looked around, but there was no one there.

    While he was doubting, a man floated down from the roof beam. He was about fifty or sixty years old, seven feet tall, half a head shorter than Tang Zhen. He had a sallow complexion and skinny muscles, and was in rags. How could he dare to assassinate the emperor?  The demeanor of a master is more like that of a worthless beggar.

    The old man looked Tang Zhen up and down, and suddenly smiled again: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect, old man, I originally thought that this fate would be thrown away here, but I didn't expect that I would meet such a treasure before I died.  , Haha, haha!" Just as he was laughing, he suddenly coughed violently, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and wiped it off with his sleeve.

    What he said was strange. Tang Zhen didn't understand why, and asked strangely: "Why did my father say this? I am just a person who has been relegated to the cold palace, so how can I have any treasures?"

    The old man didn¡¯t reply. He just stared at the red birthmark on Tang Zhen¡¯s forehead and suddenly took Tang Zhen¡¯s arm and pinched it inch by inch.

    This old man possesses high-strength martial arts, which can be seen from the fact that he can injure Tang Yuan with a single throw while being guarded by a group of people. Although he was seriously injured, it was still as easy as eating and drinking to kill Tang Zhen. Tang Zhen was too lazy to resist and let the old man do it.  The child was pinching all over his body.

    The old man squeezed for a while, and then tried to send a stream of Qi into Tang Zhen's body. It was strange to say that the Qi that was originally extremely overbearing actually disappeared without a trace after entering Tang Zhen's body.

    The old man became more and more happy, and in the end he danced happily and kept shouting: "Haha! Baby, it is indeed a baby!"

    Tang Zhen was even more surprised this time and asked: "What is the treasure that my father-in-law is talking about?"

    The old man pointed at Tang Zhen: "What? Of course the old man is talking about you! You are the treasure, and the treasure is you!"

    Tang Zhen became more and more confused and asked: "This kid is just a loser who has been unable to condense his true energy for twelve years, so how can he be a treasure?"

    The old man pointed at the red birthmark on Tang Zhen's head, his eyes full of surprise, and he slowly spoke, saying something earth-shattering.

    "This is a greedy wolf!"

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