In the 20th year of Kaiyuan, the king Pei Chengfang, who was ordered to station in Yunchuan Prefecture for more than ten years. Yunchuan Prefecture is the gateway to Dayu, with mountains to the west and sea to the south. Ten thousand miles of prehistoric jungle, water is connected to water, mountains to the mountains, demonic energy is everywhere, monsters are everywhere, monsters are everywhere, and monsters are everywhere. There is no end to the vast sea, water monsters appear and make waves.

Side by side in the royal palace, in a quiet courtyard.

"Prince, Your Majesty, I believe it." An old man with long beards buried his head slightly, holding a letter that was not like an ordinary person in his hand.

"read."

"The letter says that the little prince is now six years old. His Majesty wants the prince to send someone to the palace and enter the Saint's House to study with the little princess."

"Hmph! Is he trying to capture my Haoer as a proton?"

The king Pei Chengfang, who is close to middle age, has tall figure, white temples, and deep eyes as deep as the starry sky, shining coldly.

"Prince, Your Majesty knows that you are still worried about the things that happened back then, so in the second half of the letter, he also mentioned that you should relax your heart and not hurt your mind every day for this matter, so as not to damage your body." The old man turned the letter in his hand to the second page, and then continued: "Your Majesty also said that he was helpless about the affairs of the great prince back then. Since the great prince did something wrong, of course, he must use his own body to rectify the eldest prince and behead the eldest prince. Your Majesty himself was also as if he was a knife."

"Fuck! He Mu Feng Tianyang is just jealous of me, Pei Chengfang, having a son! He can't give birth to it!"

When the eldest prince was mentioned, the king of side by side was furious and the temperament of the superiors that had been developed for decades was instantly thrown away.

"The letter also said that the little princess is five years old this year and has no playmate yet. The little prince has entered the palace, which is just enough to cultivate their relationship since childhood and is a childhood sweetheart."

"Enough, I don't care about his Dayu's country, and my son will not be a son-in-law in the future."

"You just reply and say that my Haoer is still young and doesn't know etiquette. If you go to Beijing and cause any trouble, wouldn't you end up beheading again?"

"Also, if Mu Fengtianyang really wants to capture my son as a proton, let him issue an order in person!"

Peng Chengfang did not take Emperor Yu’s letter to Mu Feng Tianyang seriously and directly rejected Mu Feng Tianyang’s request.

"Prince, isn't this appropriate writing?"

"What's wrong? Just write it!"

"Yes, that old slave took his leave." The old man bowed slightly to Pei Chengfang and left alone.

In the city of Yujing, in the palace.

"Hey, second brother! What are you doing? My elder brother has never been jealous of you from the bottom of his heart, and his achievements are so great! It was all the ugly and sour scholars who were all blamed for Tao'er's death! My elder brother was really not intentional!"

Mu Fengtianyang looked at Pei Chengfang's reply in his hand, stroked his forehead with his hand, and felt heartbroken.

"Your Majesty, if you really can't do it, just issue an imperial edict and order him Pei Chengfang to send his son." At this time, a sweet and crisp voice came. A woman in palace clothes stood beside Mu Feng Tianyang, with a shy moon and a charm. At first glance, she gave people a beautiful beauty of a woman.

"Shut up! In the future, you, a woman, should not get involved in the affairs between me and my second brother!" Mu Fengtianyang was furious when he heard the sound.

"Yes, I know my mistake." The beautiful woman in the palace quickly apologized.

"The king is an important official of the court. In the future, the harem must not be discussed privately! Okay, you go down." Mu Feng Tianyang scolded the perfect woman and sent the beautiful woman back.

"Father, don't be so fierce to your mother, Yue'er is afraid." The little girl who had been hiding outside the hall and secretly peeked at it ran into the hall at this time. Her skin was white, her pink and jade-like, and her big eyes were shining with her inspiration.

"Haha, it turns out it's Xiao Yue'er. My little pearl, okay, my father is not mad to your mother." Seeing the little girl running in, Mu Feng Tianyang's expression finally eased, and forgot his worries for a while and had a quarrel with the little girl.

Mu Feng Tianyang, the emperor who had experienced bloody storms and wandered through the brink of life and death, saw his only daughter, the iron-blooded killing aura instantly dissipated. The only thing was full of fatherly love.

Yunchuan City, side by side with the royal palace, in the study room.

"Prince, my subordinates have already found out the specific situation of Qinchuan in the eight thousand miles." A man covered in black robe was kneeling on the ground to report to Pei Chengfang.

"Talk." Pei Chengfang's face was expressionless.

"I have confirmed that Qinchuan was ravaged by a demon dragon half a month ago. Now there are ruins everywhere, and smoke is everywhere. It can be said that white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing thousands of miles away!"

"Hmph! Damn!" Pei Chengfang was furious and slapped the agarwood table in front of him with a palm. The debris were knocked away by huge force, and some wooden slags were deeply stuck on the wall.

"Don't calm down!"

"It's so sad that I am a great Dayu! Since I faced several long insects, I can't do anything! One day, Pei Chengfang, I will peel these ugly long insects and cramp them!"

Although Pei Chengfang killed people like a slaughter, he was also concerned about the people of the world. He was named as the king and was named one by one. You can imagine that Pei Chengfang was a person with great ambitions.

"Okay, you go down and Chuanfeng Lingzi comes to see me."

"Yes, Prince." The man in black bowed and left.

After a while, a man with a fairy-like and a sword on his back came into the study.

"Prince, are you?" The person who came was Feng Lingzi as Pei Chengfang said.

"Feng Lingzi, what kind of cultivation do you immortal cultivators have to kill the demon dragon?" Pei Chengfang did not explain the matter of the wooden table and spoke straight to the point.

"Reporting to the prince, I am really ashamed. My cultivation has not improved at all for so many years. With my current cultivation level, I am no match for the demon dragon." Feng Lingzi was deeply ashamed of the dragon slaying.

"Isn't the innate realm of your immortal cultivators the same as the martial saint realm of our warriors? You are now at the innate realm, and you can't kill a dragon when the flying sword in your hand?"

"Prince, although the flying sword in his hand can take human life thousands of miles away, it is all for mortals. I, Dayu, is really a bitter and cold place in this prehistoric continent. The immortal cultivation school is not prosperous, and there are not many top-quality materials that can refine flying swords. Therefore, this mediocre flying sword in his hand cannot break the dragon scales and hurt the demon dragon."

"Oh? By the way, it is rumored that Yuan Daozi, the founder of the Haotian Sect, was not from us Dayu, but from the outside world. How big is the outside world?" When talking about the flying sword, Pei Chengfang remembered the rumors about Haotian Sect.

"I don't know this."

"The sects only record that the ancestors are not natives and have not mentioned the outside world."

"Oh, that's great. I'm just curious for a moment."

"Oh, by the way. Hao'er is already six years old this year. You can check if he has the potential to practice." When talking about cultivating immortals, Pei Chengfang thought of his son Pei Zonghao at the first time. Because the path of cultivation, the earlier you need to start, the better. As you get older, the spiritual roots in your body will naturally disappear.

"Okay, I'll go find the little prince now. With the little prince's qualifications, I guess the spiritual roots should be good." Feng Lingzi said that and left, looking for the little prince Pei Zonghao.

"Little Prince, Little Prince! Be slow and be careful to fall!"

A sixteen-year-old child was pressing against the back of a tall horse, holding the reins tightly in his hand, looking excited, and kept shouting "Ga,Ga,Ga!".

The horse was pitch black all over, with long and dense mane on its head, tail and four hooves. As soon as it ran, its mane swung in the wind and was majestic. When the speed was fastest, its mane was pressed against its body, just like a black cloud, with shadows coming and no traces going. The little boy was so happy at this time.

Behind the dark horse, a group of people were rushing to chase after it. With the speed of this horse, everyone behind him could chase him closely. It is conceivable that everyone is a master with great martial arts cultivation, at least at the level of a martial artist.

"Wait!" As the sound from the little boy's mouth fell, the big dark horse stopped slowly.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect riding a horse to be so fun!" the little boy said with an excited look on his face.

"Little Prince! Come down quickly! You agreed to sit on the horse's back and I will take you around. But you took the opportunity to grab the reins and ran away on your own!"

"If the prince knows this, I will peel off even if I don't die! Come down quickly!" A middle-aged and strong man in the guard said to the child.

"Hmph! Uncle He, look at you nervous. If you don't say it, they won't say it. How could the Father King know about this? What are you afraid of?"

The child is the only male under the knees of the king Pei Chengfang, the young prince Pei Zonghao. Pei Chengfang had a son and a daughter under the knees. However, in the 16th year of Kaiyuan, his son Pei Zongtao went to Yujing to play. On the shore of Jinxiu Lake, he met Zeng Pingzhi, the son of Grand Secretary Zeng Chenglin, bullying the weak and teasing the talented woman. Pei Zongtao was angry and took action too seriously and accidentally injured Zeng Pingzhi, causing Zeng Pingzhi to be seriously injured and died.

At this time, the storm of waves arose in Yujing City. The young prince Pei Zongtao was injured after drinking, and the person was seriously injured and died. However, relying on his father's achievements, the court ignored him. This was indeed a good manner.

In the morning court, Grand Secretary Zeng clanged his forehead and sued the emperor for his unjustly dead son, and his head was bleeding and vowed to seek justice for his dead son. He used the words of the saint who had violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people to force the emperor to issue an order to kill Pei Zhengfa!

When this matter involves the saint's words, all the civil officials in the court responded from afar, knelt down and reported to the emperor, and issued an order to behead Pei.

After Pei Zongtao's death, Pei Chengfang got another son and named him Pei Zonghao. The little prince was smart and clever since childhood and was deeply loved by Pei Chengfang and regarded him as a treasure.

"Hao'er, come here and go with Uncle Feng. Uncle has something to do with you." Feng Lingzi came with a sword, looking like a god-like manner, which made everyone envious.

"See the Supreme Immortal!" Pei Zonghao's guards greeted Feng Lingzi respectfully.

"Yes." Feng Lingzi just nodded softly, as a reward.

Feng Lingzi was the great elder of Haotian Sect, who was the leader of Haotian Sect, who supported the former dynasty of Daqin and helped the Qin Dynasty suppress Dayu. However, Feng Lingzi had long been dissatisfied with the evil policies of Daqin, defected from Haotian Sect, joined Pei Chengfang to make great contributions to Pei Chengfang.

The guards' visits were not only because Feng Lingzi made great achievements for Pei Chengfang, but too much because Feng Lingzi himself had an innate realm cultivation, which was equivalent to the Martial Saint among mortals.
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