The protagonist of destiny is online

The blue sky is thousands of miles away, and the snow is falling on the long street.

Dayan Academy is located on Yunlai Island in Zhongzhou, surrounded by water and shaded by green trees. A long bridge spans both banks and leads directly to the bustling imperial capital.

In the early morning, when the sky was just getting bright, a group of young disciples were seriously practicing their moves against the rising sun. Their movements were neat and full of vigor.In front of the testing platform, a young man put down his hands and laughed at himself in a low voice: "Cultivation at the age of seven, first level of qi training at the age of nine, and second level of qi training at the age of 12, am I really a good-for-nothing?"

His face was gloomy, and he stood still for a while, unconsciously touching the ring in his hand, which was left to him by his father who died young.

"Ah, it's my cousin!" Behind the rocks not far away, suddenly a cub poked its head out, looked left and right, then shrank back, holding a book in its hand and flipping through it.

On the top of the book, a line of golden words gradually appeared.

——Yan Wenyou, a descendant of the imperial family of the Great Yan Dynasty, was born a waste of firewood.

Looking at these words, the cub was a little confused and tilted his head in thought.

He was about four years old, short in stature, only the height of an adult's calf, wrapped from head to toe in a thick pure white cloak, standing like a glutinous rice dumpling in the snow.

After thinking about it, he began to tear up the book.At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness: "This is the Book of Destiny. With it, everyone's fate can be known. Don't you want it?"

The cub said softly, "No, no, it's not fun."

"What else do you do besides play?"

"I do not know."

The voice fell silent, and for a moment, a transparent boy appeared next to the cub, about eight years old, with an expressionless face, and looked extremely indifferent, as if no matter how big the world was, he couldn't move him one two.

The cub jumped over happily: "Brother Sword Spirit!"

Xie Yuchen looked at the little guy in front of him, and really wanted to beat him up. He had seen a brat, but he had never seen such a brat.But this bear child was born as the crown prince of Da Yan Shenchao, who is envied by countless people in the world.

"Yanyan wants to build a snowman." The cub flinched and fell to the ground without crying. He took a ball of snow and squeezed it slowly, and threw the book of destiny into the snow like a waste.

Xie Yuchen said calmly: "You are the orthodox god, Yan Wenyou will defeat you in the future and take away your crown prince."

The cub sighed like an adult: "Yanyan is so tired, she doesn't want to study, she doesn't want to practice swords, and she doesn't want to be a prince. Yanyan is not good, she ran away secretly, and let her cousin fight with ghosts."

"pat-"

Xie Yuchen's fist changed from virtual to real, aimed at his head, and calmly gave him a shudder.

"Hi!" The cub covered his head. Although he had a hood and was light in strength, he still felt a little pain. He puffed up his cheeks and said, "Brother Sword Spirit, you are Yan Yan's companion sword, you have to listen to Yan Yan Yan's words."

Xie Yuchen said: "You are incapable, and the divine sword will also devour the Lord. Rather than you die in someone else's hands in disgrace, it is better for me to kill you first."

The cub snorted and made a face at him.Since he was sensible, he had said this kind of threat hundreds of times, his ears were callused, and he would not listen or listen, and he chanted sutras.

"..."

Xie Yuchen lived for 300 years, and felt regret for the first time.

Facts have proved that if you want an obedient chess piece, an ignorant child may not be a better choice than an adult, especially a spoiled little one like this.

Xie Yuchen waved his hand, and the destiny book floated into the cub's hand: "One day you will understand that you don't need to believe in destiny, but you must fight for it, for yourself and for your mother."

Hearing him mentioning his mother, the cub raised his head, but Xie Yuchen's figure had disappeared.Yan Xuekong was stunned for a while, put away the book of destiny, and ran out on short legs.

"Who?" Yan Wenyou turned around immediately when he heard the movement, and then he showed a surprised expression, and stammered: "Yan Yan...His Royal Highness, why are you here?"

Yan Xuekong pulled up his hood, squatted on the long steps, and made a "shh" gesture to him, motioning him not to shout.

Yan Wenyou hurriedly pulled him up, this cub was extremely noble, if something happened here, the entire Dayan Academy would be ruined.

"I just remembered, today is the graduation day of the senior brothers and sisters. Your Majesty and Mistress Obscure were invited by the governor to come to watch the ceremony. Did you sneak out?"

"Yes, yes." Yan Xuekong didn't blush for his sneaky behavior at all, he bounced and left footprints on the snow, and the small lucky bag hanging around his waist flicked and flicked with his movements.

When Yan Wenyou saw it, his eyes suddenly became extremely complicated. At first glance, this storage bag was sewn by Empress Wu herself. It was different from other people's. It was small, exquisite and exquisite.

After all, it was the child of the emperor and empress who had been married for thirteen years, and he was established as the prince right after birth. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was loved by thousands of people.

There are nine continents in the world, and the gods face the world, and the boundaries are divided into four seas, guarding the sky and the sky.

Since the Great Yan Dynasty ruled Jiuzhou, Emperor Yuan entrusted the princes and lords to station in various places. He repeatedly quelled disasters, treated his people kindly, and was deeply loved by the people. Today, he is a veritable co-lord of the world, and all the major sects of immortals have to avoid three points .

Although he has ruled the world, Emperor Yuan is a rare infatuated person. When he was young, he met Hua Yuelong, the princess of the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, and fell in love with her, and they became married.

Yan Xuekong is their only son, worthy of the name of the orthodox gods, and he is different from any royal family's children.

"His Royal Highness, don't run around, go back quickly, don't miss the business." Yan Wenyou withdrew his chaotic thoughts, and saw the cub turned to the test platform, stretched out his small fist and thumped it.He thought it was funny, and said: "You are only four years old, your tendons are weak, your spiritual roots have not yet appeared, and you can't detect anything, unless you are a peerless heaven that has never been seen before..."

Before the words were finished, the test platform suddenly lit up, and the bright beam of light shot straight into the sky.

Yan Xuekong raised his face, his hood fell down, his moon-like silver hair was blown up by the wind, and his pale golden pupils were as bright as the sun.

The disciples in the distance stopped their movements and looked over in shock.

Yan Wenyou: "..."

What kind of shabby test bench is this, does it look at people like this?

"Light!"

Yan Xuekong stared at the beam of light, then remembered something, turned around and ran, he was still running very fast, and disappeared in a flash.

"That's right, with parents like that, how can talent be bad?" Yan Wenyou shook his head with a wry smile, with mixed feelings in his heart, he subconsciously clenched his palm tightly, but he didn't realize that the ring had scratched his hand, the slight suction stirred the veins, and a drop Essence and blood gushed out from the wound and seeped into it.

Yan Xuekong ran back to the mountain gate. The huge square was full of young disciples. They didn't seem to be listening to the speech of the governor in front of them. They raised their heads and looked up at the clouds.

Above the clouds, a black dragon circled around. Suddenly, the black dragon swooped down and landed on the ground behind, splashing countless wind, snow and dust.

All the disciples in the audience turned their heads "shua", and the cub who was creeping up the tree was immediately caught.

He blinked his eyes, innocently.

Yan Yuan jumped off the dragon's back, turned around and was about to help his wife, when Hua Yuelong stepped on the dragon's head and galloped over.

The black dragon rolled its pupils, revealing human helplessness.

"Baby is all right, mother is scared to death!" Hua Yuelong flew up to the tree and carried the child down, patted his head: "I chatted with the governor for a day, why did you run away?"

Yan Xuekong said truthfully: "Grandpa, the governor, is so nagging, Yanyan is about to fall asleep listening to it."

Yan Yuan came over at a leisurely pace, his spiritual sense was enough to cover the entire Dayan Academy, and he kept staring at his son, not in a hurry: "Then you ran to the test bench?"

The cub nodded, Hua Yuelong was startled, looked at Yan Yuan, and said, "The beam of light just now is Yan Yan? Isn't it seven years old to test the spiritual root? He is only four years old, how could he make such a noise?"

Yan Yuan pinched his son's cheek, and sighed jokingly: "It seems that my son is a peerless genius, with the talent of Yuanchen Tianzun back then."

Hua Yuelong thought it was nothing at first, but when she heard this, her smile froze immediately, and she pinched his arm: "Stop cursing my son, Yuanchen Tianzun practiced the ruthless way, killing relatives, friends and fiancee, I am not happy with my son Like him."

Yan Xuekong hugged his mother's neck and asked curiously: "Who is Yuanchen Tianzun?"

"It's a legend from 300 years ago." The governor stopped talking at some point, walked over and bowed, and said kindly: "Your Highness, the beam of light soars to the sky, which has never been seen before. Would you like to test it again and let the old minister look carefully?"

Yan Xuekong shook his head: "No, no."

The governor asked, "Is there any difficulty?"

Yan Xuekong blinked his big watery eyes, stretched out four fingers specially, and said aggrievedly: "Does Yan Yan have to practice at the age of four?"

Governor: "..."

Both Yan Yuan and Hua Yuehao couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, Governor, he is still young, we don't want to force him to do things we don't like, let's wait until he grows up."

Yan Xuekong clapped his hands happily and laughed.

The governor said helplessly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, since His Highness the Crown Prince has such talents, he shouldn't be neglected. The young master of the Qingqiong Dao Sect in Dongzhou, the saint daughter of the Ancient Sage Sect in Nanzhou, and the Buddhist disciples of Wanfo Temple in Xizhou... They are rare talents, they are older than His Highness, if they don't catch up early, His Highness will definitely suffer in the future."

One generation of Tianjiao, one generation of Tianjiao, moved Jiuzhou from generation to generation.

Today, the Great Yan Dynasty ruled the world, and in the future, the forces of various parties may also rise. In the final analysis, it is only based on strength.

In the opinion of the governor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was born late after all, it would be best if he could practice early, but unfortunately, even the wise and mighty empress is no match for the love of his son.

"So what if the world is the strongest? It's just another Yuanchen Tianzun. My Yan Yan, as long as he is safe and happy."

Hua Yuelong smiled slightly, like a hundred flowers blooming in an instant, her youth was peerless, worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in Jiuzhou.

The governor was thoughtful, many people yearned for Yuanchen Tianzun, hoping to become a legendary figure like him, but Empress Dowager didn't seem to think so, and was even a little bit repelled.

Yan Yuan glanced at his wife and took her hand: "We should go back."

The two said goodbye to the governor and sat on the back of the black dragon. Yan Xuekong waved his little hand: "Grandpa governor, you are losing your hair because of thinking too much!"

Governor: "..."

The black dragon soared into the sky, Yan Xuekong called the sword spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness, but got no response, so he lay down in Huayuelong's arms, and said tenderly: "Mother, Yanyan wants to hear the story of Yuanchen Tianzun."

Hua Yuelong lowered her eyes and pinched his cheek: "If you listen too much, your hair will fall out."

Yan Xuekong climbed onto Yan Yuan's back again, coquettishly: "Daddy said!"

Yan Yuan hugged him into his arms, pondered for a moment, and said: "Your mother and I have never seen Yuanchen Tianzun. After he opened up the heavens and heavens, he disappeared for 300 years. Except for the Qingqiong Taoist master of Dongzhou and your ancestor dragon God, everyone who saw him back then was almost dead."