In the brightly lit inner hall, there is magnificent and majestic. There is a bright light burning in the hall, with a bluestone burning in it, and the curling blue smoke rises up and coils around the hall.

It is blue sandalwood stone. When burned, it will release a strange fragrance. It has the effect of concentrating the mind and calming the mind. It is a must-have item when practicing. However, this item is not low and can be used as fuel, which is enough to show that the owner here has a good status.

In the inner hall, a middle-aged man in a bright yellow robe stood with his hands behind his back. His face was firm and he had a majestic spirit between his eyes. He obviously had been in a high position for a long time. Behind him, there was a hidden aura rising, like flames and thunder, making a low roar.

But if he looked at his right arm, he found that it was empty and it was actually a broken arm.

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

At this time, the couple, who were obviously of high status, all looked ahead with a hint of nervousness. They saw a young man about thirteen or fourteen sitting cross-legged on the bed there. The boy's body was a little thin and his eyes were closed. The face that belonged to the young man, was surrounded by a stream of blood.

The strange blood energy was rushing under his skin, and faintly, it seemed as if there was a resentful dragon roar.

With the dragon roar, the boy's forehead shivered, his body kept trembling, and his face became ferocious, as if he was suffering from difficult words.

Beside the boy, a white-haired old man held a bronze mirror in his hand. A soft light emanated from the bronze mirror, shining on the boy's body. Under the light, the strange blood on the boy's face began to gradually calm down.

After a stick of incense, the blood and energy finally retreated completely and finally retracted into the young man's palm.

When the old man with white hair saw this scene, he felt relieved and then turned around and bent over to the middle-aged man waiting nervously and the beautiful woman in the palace dress who said, "Congratulations to the king, queen, your highness has finally survived the hurdle that has been passed every three years. In the next three years, he should be fine."

When the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman in the palace dress heard this, they all showed joy on their faces, and their clenched fists gradually loosened.

"Master Qin, Yuan'er is now thirteen. Generally, young men of this age have eight veins formed and can start practicing. Yuan'er?" The majestic man in a bright yellow robe looked at the white-haired old man in front of him in anticipation and asked.

Hearing this question, the old man's expression suddenly became dim. He shook his head slightly and said, "Master, I still haven't detected the eight veins in His Highness this time..."

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

In this world, the way of practice begins with the human body. There are countless meridians in the human body, and the most important one is the eight meridians. In addition to some special circumstances, the eight meridians in the body will gradually take shape when they are about twelve or thirteen years old. At this time, these eight meridians need to be found. Only by finding these eight meridians can you start practicing, swallowing the source power of heaven and earth, and opening the eight meridians.

This is the beginning of all cultivation.

The practitioner is also called the Source Master because he swallows the power of the original source of heaven and earth and transforms himself.

Master Qin saw the gloomy face of the middle-aged man, and sighed softly and said, "Your Highness is the destiny of the holy dragon. He should be amazed in the world and look down on the sky. However, he expected to suffer this disaster..."

The middle-aged man held his palms tightly, and the beautiful woman in the palace dress next to him had rosy eyes, and then covered her mouth and coughed violently twice.

"Take care for your health. You have lost a lot of essence and blood to nourish Your Highness. Don't be upset." Seeing this, Master Qin hurriedly spoke.

The beautiful woman in the palace waved her hand, looking at the boy sitting cross-legged on the bed with sad eyes, and said, "The poison in Yuan'er's body has exploded every three years, and it is more and more powerful every time. If you want to eradicate it, you can only rely on himself, but now his eight meridians are not revealed. What should I do after three years?"

Master Qin was silent for a while and said slowly: "In three years, external suppression will be ineffective. If this is still the case, I am afraid that your highness will have a life of worry."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall suddenly became silent. The middle-aged man held his palms tightly, his body trembled slightly, and the beautiful woman in the palace even covered her mouth and let out a low cry.

"So... I have only three years left in my life?" In the silence, a slightly immature but calm voice suddenly rang.

When the three people in the hall heard this, they were all shocked and looked up quickly. They saw that the young man on the bed opened his eyes at some point and were looking at them.

The three of them looked at each other, obviously not expecting that the boy would wake up so quickly. You must know that before, he had to sleep for two or three days before he could recover.

"Yuan'er..."

The young man named Yuan'er was named Zhou Yuan, and the middle-aged man and beautiful woman in front of him were the kings and queens of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Qing and Qin Yu.

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

I saw that there was a dark blood color in the palm of his palm. The blood color was as if it had been imprinted to the deepest part of the flesh and blood. It slowly wriggled, looking like a blood dragon with its teeth and claws, faintly, as if it had a strong aura of resentment and hatred, which emanated from it, making people shudder.

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

Zhou Yuan stared at the thing in his palm that looked like a small blood dragon, and his teeth couldn't help but bite it. It was this thing that made him realize what the pain of life is worse than death.

Every three years, this thing starts to cause trouble, just like swallowing the flesh and blood of his body inch by inch, bringing endless pain.

Hearing Zhou Yuan's words, Zhou Qing and Qin Yu's faces became less bloody, especially the former, with their fists clenched, and a strong expression of regret and self-blame appeared on their faces.

The silence lasted for a while, and the air was frozen a little. Zhou Qing finally took a deep breath and said hoarsely: "This is, the dragon poison."

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

Zhou Qing touched Zhou Yuan's head with a trembling palm and said, "You should know these things now, Yuan'er, do you know that 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 veins in his body could not be found.

Zhou Qing sat beside Zhou Yuan and said in a low voice: "Yuan'er, now our Great Zhou Dynasty may be considered a small country on this endless vast continent, but you don't know that fifteen years ago, our Great Zhou was a towering country, and all the countries came to pay tribute to the world."

Zhou Yuan's little face showed some surprise. There were many dynasty empires on this vast continent, and their Great Zhou Dynasty was not too prominent. I didn't expect that there was such a status in the past?

"Do you know the Great Martial Dynasty?" When Zhou Qing said this name, he paused word by word, as if it was unforgettable.

"Dawu Dynasty?" Zhou Yuan nodded. The Dawu Dynasty is the top dynasty in this vast continent. Its country has a prosperous fortune and countless source masters. Compared with their Great Zhou, it can be said to be a giant and a dwarf.

Zhou Qing's eyes turned red little by little at this time, and deep hatred appeared in his eyes: "Do you know that fifteen years ago, the current Dawu royal family was just a subordinate of our Great Zhou Dynasty?"

A trace of shock finally appeared in Zhou Yuan's eyes. Now the Dawu Royal Family was once a servant of their Great Zhou? They were so powerful fifteen years ago?

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

"For hundreds of years since the founding of our Great Zhou, the Wu family has been following our Zhou family to fight with all directions, and is loyal. Later, our Great Zhou established the country, and after its contribution, he even named the Wu family as the hereditary King of Wu and enjoyed boundless rights. The Wu family also protected the Great Zhou border and shocked the four sides for a hundred years."

Zhou Qing's body trembled slightly, and blood in his eyes climbed out at this time: "However, no one expected that fifteen years ago, the Wu family suddenly launched a rebellion. At this time, our Zhou royal family discovered that after years of hiding their strength, the Wu family already possessed extremely powerful power, and many kings in the dynasty were attracted by him."

"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 the area of ​​our Great Zhou."

"I don't know why the Wu family rebelled. Their status in our Great Zhou is not inferior to that of the royal family..."

"Until later, the spy got some information from the Wu family, which was a prophecy that has been circulated in the Wu family for hundreds of years..."

"Prophecy?" Zhou Yuan was slightly stunned.

Zhou Qing gritted his teeth and said word by word: "The python swallows the dragon, and the great Wu Dangsheng!"

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

Zhou Qing's eyes turned red at this time. He stared at Zhou Yuan, with an extremely sad look: "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 chased after us until they chased the Great Zhou city under our feet, but the Wu family surrounded and did not attack, as if they were waiting."

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

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

"They are waiting for your birth."

Zhou Qing's words made Zhou Yuan's heart shocked and he looked off guard.

On the side, Zhou Yuan's mother, Qin Yu, was already covering her mouth and making a cry that was extremely depressed.

"Do you know what you were like when you were born?" Zhou Qing looked at Zhou Yuan and said with bloody eyes: "Yuan'er, at the moment you were born, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky, purple air piping, dragon energy swaying, dragon roaring to the sky and earth, which is the atmosphere of the holy dragon."

"You are born with the eight meridians open on their own. As soon as you were born, you have already passed the meridian opening and directly reached the nourishing qi."

"This is the legendary "holy dragon fortune", which is in billions of ways. In the future, you can enter a great realm, with the same light as the heaven and earth, and live the same life as the sun and the moon. You are the unprecedented holy dragon in my Zhou family!"

Zhou Qing's tone was extremely excited, and his whole body was trembling violently. When Zhou Yuan was born, you can imagine how excited he was. The Zhou family would not perish. At this critical moment, the Zhou family welcomed the birth of the Holy Dragon.

Zhou Yuan also opened his eyes wide, obviously unimagining that such a strange phenomenon would occur when he was born.

"Then...why..." His palm trembled slightly and stroked his body. Since he was born with the eight meridians open, why can't even find the eight meridians in his body now?

Zhou Qing's excited voice stopped, and the light in his eyes seemed to have dissipated at this moment, with only a strong sad look. He said with a grim look: "Because at the moment you were born, the wife of the Martial King outside the city also gave birth to a man and a woman, the boy and the baby body are wrapped in the aura of the dragon python, and the girl has the aura of the spiritual bird on the head, and it is also of luck!"

"According to the information we have obtained, the wife of King Wu has been pregnant for three years, but she has never given birth. But today, she suddenly gave birth..."

"I didn't know why in the past, but I finally understood that those who were born on the same year, month and day, could have devoured their luck. It turned out that the Wu family had planned for many years and did not simply plan for our Great Zhou, but the dragon of our Zhou family!"

Zhou Yuan opened his mouth and rushed to the sky spirit cover from the soles of his feet: "This is a conspiracy!"

There is no such coincidence in the world. This is obviously a big conspiracy that has been brewing for a hundred years and targeted them, Zhou, and even... specifically targeted him.

For this, they even tried their best to make the wife of King Wu fail to give birth to three years, just waiting for him!

Zhou Qing nodded and said hoarsely: "It's indeed a conspiracy. The Wu family has endured me for hundreds of years in my Great Zhou, and won all their trust in the Great Zhou battles. However, no one expected that their hundred-year tolerance would come for you!"

"On that day, King Wu entered the city and threatened hundreds of millions of people of the Great Zhou Dynasty to seize your holy dragon's fortune in front of me and your mother..." At this point, there were even blood and tears flowing out in Zhou Qing's eyes.

On the side, Qin Shi also looked sad. He said in a low voice: "That day, in order to protect His Highness, the king fought with King Wu in Dazhou Mountain, but was defeated and was cut off by him. If King Wu hadn't been afraid that others would destroy His Highness's Holy Dragon's fortune would be destroyed, even the king would have to kill him."

"In order to successfully win the fortune of Your Highness, King Wu made his ancestors vow that Dawu would not take a step into the Great Zhou within a hundred years."

The terrifying scene that year surged out from the depths of my mind again. Qin Yu, who was standing beside him, could no longer bear the emotions. He knelt in front of Zhou Yuan, hugged him tightly, and started to cry bitterly, crying heart-wrenchingly.

"Yuan'er! My poor son! I'm sorry to you!"

The cruel memories of that day were torn apart again. She clearly remembered that Zhou Yuan, who had just been born, was placed on the altar arranged by King Wu as a formation eye.

And in the altar, there is a newly born pair of children of King Wu.

However, one is taken away and two are getting.

The deprivation of luck is like the peeling of flesh and blood, and the pain is unimaginable.

At that time, Qin Yu had just had a happy son, but could only watch his child suffer endless pain in the cold altar, crying hoarsely.

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

Puff.

Because of the excitement of mood, Qin Yu's cheeks instantly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spew 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.
To be continued...