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Chapter 2 Unlocking the Divine Martial Seal

The country Zhang Ruochen is currently in is called "Yunwu County", which is just one of thousands of counties in the eastern region of Kunlun.

The so-called county is actually the first county of the First Central Empire. It must pay tribute and pay taxes to the First Central Empire every year.

The king of a county is called the "king of the county".

Zhang Ruochen's current identity is that of the ninth son of Prince Yunwu.

Lying flat on the cold, hard wooden bed, Zhang Ruochen was still thinking about tomorrow's sacrifice ceremony.

"The original owner of this body did not activate the 'Mark of Divine Martial Arts' when he was sixteen years old. He must have been abandoned by the gods. What should I do to have a greater chance of activating the 'Mark of Divine Martial Arts'?"

In the Kunlun world, if you want to open the "mark of divine martial arts", you must obtain the approval of the gods.

It is called the divine right of martial arts.

During the sacrificial ceremony, a divine bridge of heaven and earth will appear between the divine realm and the Kunlun realm, connecting the two realms. After enjoying the sacrifices, the gods will give some talented humans "marks of divine martial arts" to help them start their cultivation.

door.

The higher the talent, the sooner you can get the "Mark of Divine Martial Arts".

In Zhang Ruochen's previous life, when he was still in the womb, he turned on the "Seal of Divine Martial Arts" and was a natural genius.

In this life, at the age of 16, the "Mark of Divine Martial Arts" has not been opened, so he is basically a person abandoned by the gods. Even if he participates in the sacrificial ceremony tomorrow, it is almost impossible to obtain the "Mark of Divine Martial Arts".

Zhang Ruochen couldn't fall asleep, so he sat up from the bed, holding a white crystal in the shape of a date pit in his hand. It was sharp at both ends and three-dimensional in the middle. It was crystal clear and without any impurities.

He began to study this white crystal. Perhaps, it could help him get the approval of a certain god and open the "Divine Martial Seal".

This white crystal was a gift given to him by Emperor Ming when he was coming of age at the age of sixteen.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what this white crystal was, so he just wore it close to his body. Unexpectedly, eight hundred years later, it was still on his body.

"I will go from eight hundred years ago to eight hundred years later, maybe it has something to do with it."

Zhang Ruochen held the white crystal tightly and closed his eyes. The figure of his father, Emperor Ming, appeared in his mind. He wondered if his father was still alive in the world?

That night, it snowed heavily in the royal city.

Early the next morning, the entire royal city was covered with thick snow, and the vermilion palaces, pavilions, and pavilions were all wrapped in a layer of ice sculptures and snow.

Winter Solstice, the coldest day of the year.

The warriors from the entire royal city gathered outside the ancestral halls of the emperors, and under the leadership of the princes, worshiped the gods.

Outside the ancestral hall of the emperors, there is an ancient altar made of huge stones. On the altar, there are not only tens of thousands of livestock, cows, sheep, pigs... but also many powerful beasts chained up.

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Civil and military officials, martial arts monks, princes and concubines, countless boys and girls waiting to unlock the mark of the gods and martial arts, and even some babies who are still in their infancy.

This is a national grand ceremony, not just in the royal city, but in every city, every town, and every village in Yunwu County. Sacrifice must be held.

"Hey! Ninth brother, you are already sixteen years old. Even if you participate in the sacrificial ceremony, you will not be able to obtain the 'Mark of Divine Martial Arts'. Why bother to show your face?" The eighth prince Zhang Ji put his hands behind his back and smiled coldly.

The sixth prince stood next to the eighth prince, with a cold face, and said: "It is said that dragons give birth to nine sons, each of whom is different. What a heroic figure my father is, but he gave birth to a waste like you. At the age of sixteen, even Shenwu

The mark has not been opened, and the royal family has been disgraced by you. What are you doing in this world? Why don't you die?"

This sentence is a bit exaggerated, but it is the sentiment of several princes present.

The family ties in the emperor's family are the weakest, and this moment shows them vividly.

In the Kunlun world, there are not many people who can activate the "mark of divine martial arts", and there is at most only one out of ten people. It can be said that every warrior has an extremely high status.

Of course, for martial arts masters, it's another story. The bloodline of martial arts masters is strong, and their descendants will also pass on their strong bloodline, and the probability of unlocking the "mark of divine martial arts" is much greater.

Prince Yunwu has a total of nine sons, eight of whom have activated the "Seal of Divine Martial Arts". Only Zhang Ruochen, who is sixteen years old, still has not activated the "Seal of Divine Martial Arts" and has become the laughing stock of the royal family.

Many people jokingly call him "Tiger Father and Dog Son".

There were even some rumors in the court claiming that Zhang Ruochen was not the biological son of Prince Yunwu. Although it was just a rumor, it also brought shame on the faces of the royal family.

Therefore, most of the other princes believed that Zhang Ruochen was a disgrace to the royal family and did not regard him as a brother at all. They wished that he would die earlier.

In recent years, even the Prince of Yunwu County has become somewhat alienated from Zhang Ruochen and Concubine Lin. Excluded by other concubines and princes, Zhang Ruochen and Concubine Lin were finally kicked out of the main hall last night and were forced to move to a side hall.

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Zhang Ruochen just stood there silently, ignoring the sixth and eighth princes.

Before you have enough strength, any verbal dispute will only make others look down on you even more.

Concubine Lin stood together with the other princesses. Seeing the marginalized Zhang Ruochen, she felt heartbroken, but there was nothing she could do.

"The sacrificial ceremony begins!"

The national master of Yunwu County stood above the altar, holding a scroll of blessings and reciting aloud.

Then, above the altar, a big conch and a big horn were blown, and graceful palace maids in colorful clothes played 16 kinds of musical instruments including chimes, chimes, and bells.

Then, the animals were killed and their blood was sacrificed to heaven.

"Wow——"

The rich blood energy turned into a thick pillar of light, soaring straight into the sky, shattering the clouds and rushing into the vast sky.

Suddenly, a starlight flew down from the sky and landed on the eyebrows of a six-year-old boy. It merged with the boy's body and turned into a red "Shenwu Mark".

There was an exclamation from the crowd, "Xue Dutong's youngest son has opened the mark of divine martial arts when he was only six years old!"

"The Crimson Flame Divine Martial Mark is a fourth-grade Divine Martial Mark. It's so powerful and has a bright future!"

Divine martial marks are also divided into grades, from grade one to grade nine.

The marks of the first-level divine martial arts are the weakest, and the marks of the ninth-level divine martial arts are the most powerful.

Everyone stared at the six-year-old boy with envy.

At the age of six, he opened the mark of the fourth-level divine martial arts. He is considered a proud man of heaven, and his future achievements will definitely be high.

Among the many military generals in Yunwu County, a burly man clapped his chest, laughed loudly, and said excitedly, "Okay! As expected of me, Xue Liang's son. There will be a banquet in the Dutong Mansion tonight. You must come and enjoy it."

.Ha ha!"

"Wow!"

Countless starlights flew down from the sky, falling into the eyebrows of each boy and girl, turning into divine marks.

Among them, the first-level divine martial arts mark has the most, and there are very few young people who can activate the second-level divine martial arts mark. The most powerful person is still the son of Xue Dutong. The fourth-level divine martial arts mark is beyond the reach of everyone.

After all, there are only a few people who have opened the mark of divine martial arts, probably only one-tenth of the total number of people. Everyone is inexplicably excited, finally being recognized by the gods and opening the door to martial arts.

Those boys and girls who had not opened the mark of Shenwu were all very disappointed, and some even burst into tears. It could be said that some were happy and some were sad.

Seeing that the sacrifice was about to end, Zhang Ruochen still did not activate the divine mark.

If you haven't opened the Mark of Divine Martial Arts at the age of sixteen, it is almost impossible to still activate the Mark of Divine Martial Arts. From now on, you can only be a mediocre ordinary person.

Everyone ignored him, like a speck of dust in a corner, not paying attention at all.

Concubine Lin initially had some illusions, hoping that her child could create miracles and unlock the mark of divine martial arts. Even if he could not become a strong martial artist, he could at least strengthen his body and not be tortured by diseases again.

As the sacrifice came to an end, Concubine Lin's hope once again turned into disappointment, even despair.

Just when Zhang Ruochen thought he couldn't activate the mark of Shenwu, the white crystal stone he held tightly in his hand shone slightly.

At the last moment before the sacrifice ended, a starlight fell from the sky, landed on Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, and turned into a white circular divine mark.

"Wow!"

A burning feeling came from the center of his eyebrows and immediately spread throughout his body.

It’s on!

Zhang Ruochen was extremely excited and finally opened the mark of Shenwu.

As long as the Divine Martial Mark is turned on, he doesn't care at all even if it's a first-grade Divine Martial Mark.

No one paid attention to Zhang Ruochen originally, but the moment Zhang Ruochen opened the mark of Shenwu, he attracted everyone's attention.

"That's not the Ninth Prince. He's sixteen years old, and he's frail and sick, yet he can actually activate the Mark of Divine Martial Arts!" Many people stared at Zhang Ruochen in disbelief, finding it incredible.

The sixth prince and eighth prince standing next to Zhang Ruochen also widened their eyes and looked surprised.

How can this be?

Concubine Lin looked towards Zhang Ruochen, and after seeing the mark of Shenwu between Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, she shed tears of joy and immediately rushed to Zhang Ruochen, hugging Zhang Ruochen's physical body tightly, "Chen'er, you finally did it! You did it!

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An old eunuch next to Prince Yunwu walked up to Zhang Ruochen and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Concubine Lin, and congratulations to His Highness the Ninth Prince for opening the mark of Shenwu! The queen asked the old slave to invite His Highness the Ninth Prince to come over, and she wanted to do it in person

Test the level of the Divine Martial Mark opened by His Highness the Ninth Prince!"

"queen!"

The smile on Concubine Lin's face immediately froze, and she nervously protected Zhang Ruochen behind her.

"Mother, let's go see the queen!"

Zhang Ruochen noticed the subtle changes in Concubine Lin and thought to himself, it seems that this queen is not a good person, so she should be more careful.



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