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Volume 1 Chapter 6: Born Without Spiritual Roots

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me?" Seeing Xiang Yun looking at her in a daze, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but blush, and asked a little embarrassedly.

Xiang Yun woke up when he heard this. He smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Xiang Yun took the book handed over by Lin Wan'er and stared at the cover of the book. This was a rather old book. It was originally supposed to be white, but because it had been dusty for a long time, it became this old pale color.

yellow color.

Xiang Yun took a look at the cover of the book. On it were written several vigorous and powerful ancient Chinese characters "Continental Yunwu Lu"!

As soon as he heard the name, Xiang Yun thought it must be related to cultivation, so he quickly put the book on the desk, opened the pages and started reading carefully.

Upon seeing this, Xiang Yun was immediately attracted by the contents of the book, and actually immersed himself in studying it. Seeing this, Lin Wan'er on the side thought that Xiang Yun was just pretending at first.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Yun was so focused on reading page after page, word by word, for an hour straight. He didn't even take a sip of the fine tea placed next to the table.

It wasn't until he saw the last word on the last page that Xiang Yun finally put his hands together, covered the book in his hand, and exhaled a long breath at the same time!

"Prince, are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?" Lin Wan'er looked up and saw that Xiang Yun's eyes were a little red, and she couldn't help but feel worried.

Xiang Yun smiled and shook his head when he heard this. Although he did feel very tired at the moment, his heart was excited and excited!

Because after reading this "Mainland Yunwu Lu", Xiang Yun finally had a general understanding of the world!

It turns out that the Seven Star Continent respects martial arts, and the people here practice by absorbing an energy called "cloud power" in the world. Absorbing cloud power can strengthen themselves, allowing them to burst out with powerful power, extremely powerful.

He even has the power to move mountains, fill seas, and cut off rivers with just a few gestures!

Corresponding to the strength of these cultivators, there are also levels of classification: one cloud, two clouds, three clouds, four clouds, five clouds, six clouds, seven clouds, yellow clouds, black clouds, earth clouds, sky clouds, Xinghe Martial King,

Pole Star Martial Emperor

Among them, those who have cultivated to Qiyun can be called "Yun Warriors"! Yun Warriors are already masters in the world. They can fly over eaves and walls, and pierce through rocks with their fists and feet. They are strong men that everyone respects and envy.

Further up are Huang Yun, Xuanyun, Diyun, Tianyun and other masters. Huang Yun, Xuanyun, Diyun level masters are all countries competing for invitations. As the mainstay of the country, because of their existence,

It will greatly enhance a country's strength and even reverse the outcome of a war.

Tianyun masters are almost extremely rare in the world. Even the king of a country would not dare to neglect masters of this level. They must be treated as guests. If they can be invited to become the guest of the country, it will be even more joyous for the whole country.

happy event!

Because their combat effectiveness has reached a point where they can compete with the power of a country!

As for the existences of the "Galaxy Martial King" and "Pole Star Martial King" that are higher up, I am afraid that they can only exist in those secret sects. This level already disdains to appear in the secular world and exists like a god.

Relevant records are also extremely rare, at least in this Mainland Yunwu Lu, there are not many records, just a brief mention.

After reading these contents about cultivation, Xiang Yun couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited!

When he thought that in this Seven-Star Continent, he could actually cultivate to become a powerful warrior, he imagined that one day he would be able to fly to the sky, escape from the earth, and dominate the world!

"I must also practice to become a strong person!"

Xiang Yun thought that as the prince of the palace, with such a noble status, he would not have to worry about the resources for cultivation. There must be all kinds of classics and treasures. With such superior conditions, it would be difficult not to become a strong man.

ah!

Xiang Yun was thinking this, and a memory suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

That was the scene when the young prince was twelve years old and was taken to the imperial capital Dragon City by his father, the King of Fengyun Kingdom, to test his physical fitness!

Xiang Yun, who was still a young boy, was standing on a huge circular platform carved with dragon and phoenix patterns and densely packed with mysterious runes. He faced the officials of Fengyun Kingdom who were looking up at him from the platform, as well as the young nephews and nephews beside them.

, his handsome and handsome face was full of cynicism, but also somewhat nervous.

As a hot white light emerged from the high platform, a moment later, followed by a silent silence, a deep voice sounded.

"Xiang Yun, the third son of Prince Bingjian, was born without spiritual roots and is not suitable for martial arts!"

"boom……!"

As this deep sound resounded, everyone in the square below suddenly let out a burst of exclamations!

"Oh my god...this King Bingjian's youngest son actually has no spiritual roots and is a waste!"

A general wearing dark black armor also sighed: "Yes, how is this possible? King Bingjian is a super strong man with forty-eight spiritual roots. His two sons are also geniuses with forty spiritual roots."

, how could his youngest son be a waste body without spiritual roots!"

"Who knows, I heard that this young prince has not learned any skills since he was a child, and has no interest in martial arts at all. He only likes to hang out with the female family members of the house. It seems that he is not born with the material to practice martial arts."

A senior member of the court said with a sigh on his face: "Hey... I didn't expect that Wang Jianjian, who was so famous for his whole life, was a great hero in the royal family. This little son turned out to be such a waste. What a pity, what a pity."

When an official next to him heard this, he quickly reminded him with a cryptic look on his face: "Keep your voice down, you are going to die if you talk about the young prince like this!"

"Ouch..." The official trembled with fright when he heard this. Only then did he realize his gaffe. He quickly looked around and covered his mouth tightly with his hand.

However, when he looked at Xiang Yun on the rooftop, his eyes were still full of contempt.

The whispers and contemptuous glances of everyone in the audience were like sharp blades, piercing Xiang Yun's heart one after another.

The latter's body trembled slightly, and the originally rebellious and cynical expression on his face suddenly became a little panicked and awkward.

Xiang Yun clenched his hands tightly into fists and gritted his teeth. Even though his nails had sunk deeply into his palms, he had no feeling. His heart was shouting crazily: "How is it possible? How could I be a waste body?"

!How could it be possible that the descendant of my dignified Xiang family could have a useless body!"

However, the results of the test on the rooftop could not be wrong, and Xiang Yun finally had no choice but to accept it all.

When he saw the dazzling disdainful looks of the civil and military officials in the audience, as well as the boys and girls of the same age, as well as the low-pitched taunts and comments, the panic and embarrassment on his face gradually turned into an indifferent sneer.

"Hmph, since God has destined me to be a waste, then I will live my life freely without any restrictions. Instead, I will teach you guys who are mocking me to have no peace, but I can't do anything about it!"

Immediately, Xiang Yun waved his sleeves and robe, and in the strange eyes of everyone, he looked down at everyone and proudly walked off the ring!



After recalling this unforgettable memory, Xiang Yun, who was sitting in front of his desk at the moment, felt as if he was hit by five thunders. His body froze and he was completely frozen there.

He originally thought that when he traveled to this continent, he would have the opportunity to become a cloud warrior, perform chivalrous acts of justice, and wield swords to the end of the world. Unexpectedly, in the end, everything disappeared like a dream!

This damn third son of the Xiang family, the whole family is a hero and a genius in cultivation, but he did not inherit such excellent genes and was actually born with a useless body. No wonder even his biological father would treat him with such indifference!

Xiang Yun's face was already dark at this moment, like a mountain peak covered by dark clouds. It was dark and gloomy with no trace of life, and his face was extremely ugly!

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?"

Lin Wan'er, who was standing by, saw Xiang Yun's excited expression just now, but she didn't expect that in an instant, like an eggplant beaten by frost, it turned ugly and gloomy, and she immediately asked worriedly.

Hearing this, Xiang Yun did not reply to Lin Wan'er's words. He slowly lowered his head, like a dark well without the light of day, silently...

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Wan'er. Are you feeling unwell in some way? I'll go find the doctor at home right away..." A look of fear appeared on Lin Wan'er's pretty face.

"Wan'er!" Suddenly, Xiang Yun raised his head and stared at Lin Wan'er with a pair of red eyes.

"Prince..." Lin Wan'er trembled at Xiang Yun's eyes.

She had never seen Xiang Yun show such a desperate, yet longing look in his eyes, as if half of his body was hanging off a cliff, waiting for someone to rescue him, the look of an almost desperate person.

"Wan'er, is there any practice technique at home?" Xiang Yun finally said in a hoarse voice.

"Ah...?" When Lin Wan'er heard this, she couldn't help but look at Xiang Yun with a look of surprise.

"Your Majesty... It's not that you can't cultivate..." The words came to her lips, but Lin Wan'er did not continue.

"Why, do you think I'm a waste who can't practice?" Xiang Yun said sadly.

For some reason, Xiang Yun felt extremely lost at this moment, mixed with a hint of sadness. He knew that although he was disappointed, he would never be so sad. It seemed that the emotions of two souls were released together, mixed with that.

The emotions of the young prince.

After hearing Xiang Yun's words, Lin Wan'er suddenly showed a look of fear and waved her hands and said: "Your Majesty... I don't mean this... you... you must not misunderstand...!"

"Okay, I know you have no other intentions, I just want to give it a try..." Xiang Yun said with a wry smile.

"Okay... I will go get the books for you right now. There are still a lot of cultivation techniques in the house!" Lin Wan'er did not dare to say any more, and quickly turned around and walked out of the room to get the books for Xiang Yun.



At the time of Youshi, when the sun was about to set, two long sighs came from the wing of the Prince's Mansion, one was from Xiang Yun, and the other was from his personal maid, Lin Wan'er.
Chapter completed!
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