In the Divine Continent, during the period of the Song Dynasty's Divine Sect.
In the territory of Tongchuan Road, Phoenix Mountain was lush and lush. There were plants everywhere, and shrubs were everywhere. It was very exuberant. There were clear streams that could see the bottom, surrounding the high mountains. Birds chirped in the mountains, adding some vitality to it. Unfortunately, it was a little cool here and seemed a little uninhabited. Even so, it was a good place to live in seclusion.
There were very few people in the mountains. Other than the occasional prey, the nearest family would have to travel five or six miles to find one. Therefore, few people knew about this place. Although the name Phoenix Mountain was very good, few people knew about it.
The beasts flew and the birds flew. Suddenly, a group of men and horses surrounded them. They were dressed in mink fur coats. The horse under the leader was actually a ferghana horse. It was like a famous car in this era. It had a deerskin quiver and pure white fine crane feathers. The person was handsome and held a precious bow. He had the temperament of a gentleman.
Suddenly, a deer appeared in front of him. When the young master saw it, he pulled out an arrow. His left eye narrowed slightly, and his right eye focused. He instantly drew the bow in his hand.
"Swish…"
An arrow pierced through the air and shot out. However, to everyone's disappointment, the arrow did not hit Lu. She was shocked and sped away. The Young Master was not satisfied. He clamped his legs and the Ferghana Horse chased after him. The attendants behind wanted to catch up, but the Ferghana Horse could not be compared to ordinary horses. After a while, the figure of this young master disappeared.
"Pin 'er, Pin' er…"
All of a sudden, the horse lost control. It raised its front hooves and threw the young master onto the ground. However, it shouldn't have done that. One of its clothes was stuck on the saddle and it was dragged far away by the horse. Along the way, rocks and trees bumped into each other. Not long after, the young master closed his eyes...
"Sisi…It hurts!"
When Zhao Yi woke up again, he found himself in a deep mountain. The place was lush and green like a primeval forest. He raised his hand and realized that he was already wearing an ancient costume. He had a bun on his head, a white robe, a snow-white mink fur, and a dragon leopard jade pendant hanging from his waist. Obviously, he was a rich kid.
As a boxer, he was naturally very familiar with everything about himself. Now, not to mention that he did not have any muscles, even the birthmark on his hand had disappeared. In exchange, he had smooth and fair skin.
"Could it be that I've reincarnated?" Zhao Yi smiled bitterly. At this moment, a stream of memories gushed out from the depths of Zhao Yi's mind and directly attacked his consciousness. The powerful pain made him sweat profusely, as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. His consciousness began to split.
After an unknown period of time, Zhao Yi woke up and found himself extremely weak. However, his years of fighting in the dark were not for nothing. His extraordinary tenacious will held up half of the sky. He forced himself to stand up and revealed a faint smile. Looking at the sunset in the sky, the corners of his mouth could not help but move.
After fusing with his memories, Zhao Yi already knew his identity. This was not the Earth that he was familiar with. This was the Divine Continent. However, he was the second son of Song Shenzong of the Great Song Kingdom on the continent. He was also the second prince of the Great Song Kingdom, Zhao Jin!
A new identity, a new life. Looking at the bright red sunset, he thought to himself. He stood there for a long time. This was good. Anyway, he had nothing to worry about. Zhao Yi, who had long been tired of the underground boxing life, seemed to have obtained some kind of spiritual relief. He opened his hands, his eyes were slightly closed, and he raised his head to hug her. He took a deep breath of the spiritual qi of heaven and earth.
"Perhaps it's because I've been without parents since I was young. Now, the heavens are compensating me! Since that's the case, I have to cherish it. Zhao Yi is already in the past. From today onwards, I am Zhao Jin, the second prince of the Great Song of the Divine Continent!”Zhao Yi murmured.
Although the continent was no longer the continent he was familiar with, its history was very similar to his!
In the Song Dynasty, during the Song Shenzong era, the Shenzong had fourteen sons. The eldest son died early, the third son, Zhao Jun, died early, the fourth son, Zhao Shen, died early when he was six or seven years old, the fifth son, Zhao Wei, died early when he was born, and now the sixth son, Zhao Xu, was the sixth prince. He was nine years old and intelligent. As for the rest, they were all children who could not even walk.
Perhaps because his sons had died one after another and died early, it caused the divine sect to focus all of their love on Zhao Jin. Now, there was already a rumor in the palace that the divine sect wanted to pass his position to Zhao Jin.
In fact, that was the case. Now that the divine sect was old, the eldest son had died early, and the rest had died. The younger ones were young, and there was a phenomenon of a lack of succession. The only green seedling was Zhao Jin. Only Zhao Jin happened to be in his early twenties and could take on this important task! The divine sect had once secretly hinted to Zhao Jin.
However, the original Zhao Jin was not cut out to be an emperor. He only liked to tour the mountains and play with the water, hunt and play with birds all day long. He was not very interested in the position of emperor. Although his talent and intelligence were praised by the masters of the inner court of the palace, his mind was not here. The divine sect could only punch cotton.
However, no matter what, he was still a child of the royal family. It was difficult to say what would happen at that time. Even if the divine grandmaster really passed away, it was not up to him to think about it or not.
'Since I'm here, I'll take it as it is. Now, I'll have a good time in the martial arts world so that my life won't be in vain…' Zhao Jin thought to himself." I wonder if it's the Heavenly Dragon Era now. Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, Xuzhu, the hypocrite Murong Fu, the peerless expert sweeping monk, the fairy sister Wang Yuyan…Sigh, they're still descendants of the royal family, but they don't have any memories of the martial world…"
The dream of the martial world had always been his dream. He wanted to repay his debts, rob the rich to help the poor, pay with his life, kill with his sword, and kill with his sword…
" Your Highness…Your Highness…"
"Wangye…Wangye…Wangye, where are you? Your Highness…"
At this moment, a large number of troops had already begun to search the mountain. Zhao Jin only realized that he was already a king, the second prince of the Great Song, the King of the Hui nation! This King Hui was taken from his deceased mother, Noble Consort Cheng, who was virtuous and virtuous. The Shenzong had come to pay tribute to his beloved concubine.
After breathing in the Heaven and Earth Spirit Energy in the deep mountains, Zhao Jin seemed to feel that the strength in his body had already begun to recover. The beautiful mountain was filled with a magical power, causing Zhao Jin to shout loudly,"This king is here!"
Merely these four words made Zhao Jin feel a different kind of awe-inspiring and lofty feeling! He was already the Second Prince of the Great Song. The world was vast, and as long as it was within the borders of the Great Song, a single word from him could cause rivers of blood to flow. A single move of his lips could cause people to lose their heads. This sense of superiority made him seem proud of himself. Therefore, he imitated the television and said," I am here," to officially integrate himself into the identity of the Prince of the Great Song.
Not long after, more than twenty people quickly surrounded him. At this moment, Zhao Jin was standing on a piece of rock with his hands behind his back. The breeze blew, and his black hair fluttered. His clothes were elegant, and his facial features were not distinct, but there was a hint of gentleness. His eyebrows were straight into his temples, and his eyes were spirited. He had the posture of a graceful young master. He could not be considered a peerless handsome man, but he was still outstanding.
"Your subordinate came late to save you, please forgive me, Your Highness!”At this moment, a man in his forties walked over. His eyes were huge, and his palms were thick with calluses. He held a scimitar in his hand and knelt down.
Zhao Jin glanced at him. This man's surname was Li Zhao. Li Zhao was an expert in the inner palace. The divine sect had specially sent him to protect him as the head of his personal guards!
"Get up! This king is tired today, go back…"
After saying that, Zhao Jin had already walked down the rocks and slowly walked down the mountain towards the small path.
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