Chapter 1 1. The Prophet
The Yuan Dynasty.

winter.

Inside the Prince's Mansion.

The servants lined up in the snow, one by one ordered to display their martial arts diagrams.

The so-called Martial Dao Map is something that even three-year-old children in this world know. It is the condensed body of human blood and spirit. If you have never practiced Martial Dao, it will be a cloud of chaotic fog. The fog will start to set.

The martial arts map needs to condense "three martial arts beads" before it can be fully formed.

These three Martial Arts Beads are "the Martial Arts Bead with the heart on the chest symbolizing blood", "the Martial Arts Bead that symbolizes true energy in the abdomen's dantian" and "the Martial Arts Bead that symbolizes spirit with the purple mansion between the brows".

Wrapped in a thick cotton coat, Bai Feng released his martial arts map, but it was still a cloud of mist, which indicated that he wasn't even a Lianjiazi.

"Next!"

"Show all the martial art diagrams!"

"The crown prince confessed, those who hide private things, kill them!"

The butler lowered his head and ticked the name of "Bai Feng" on the notebook, then waved him away without looking at him.

Bai Feng coughed twice, and left in a hurry. He felt physically and mentally exhausted, his blood was empty, and he returned to his room without taking off his shoes.

His breathing became weaker and weaker, he grabbed the quilt with his palms, pulled it to his body with the last of his strength, and then panted heavily.
In a daze, it was night.

Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the house, followed by a "creaking" sound of pushing the door open.

The visitor walked into the dark room, lit a star-like candle, then sat down in front of the bed, touched his hands like white wind and ice lumps, and then hurriedly undressed him, took off his shoes, So that he can lie down on the bed properly.

Bai Feng opened his eyes, only to see a charming little lady sitting in the dim candlelight.

The little lady was wrapped in a gray nocturnal cloak, and there was still a faint smell of blood on her body. The place where the smell of blood was the strongest was her pair of slender, white and jade-like hands.

But these hands were clinging to the soles of his feet, sending him a burst of warm qi, making his almost frozen body feel like the earth was returning to spring.

"Sister Zhizhi, have you gone out to kill again?" Bai Feng gained some strength.

Song Zhi said softly: "Xiaofeng, the crown prince takes us in, and he is looking for my [Fast as Wind] purple true energy bead. If I don't kill people, we won't be able to stay here."

"If you can't stay, you can't stay. We have saved some money over the years, and we can support ourselves by opening a store." Bai Feng said.

Song Zhi's indifferent face showed a bit of tenderness, she forced a smile, and said: "Xiaofeng, I know too many secrets of the prince, we can't leave."

"Then who did you kill tonight?" Bai Feng was already numb.

Song Zhidao: "I don't know. When I kill someone, I never ask who he is or what his past is. Every time I kill someone, I just want to kill him quickly and leave as soon as possible."

The siblings were silent for a while.

Bai Feng suddenly asked: "Sister Zhi, what is the prince's residence looking for today? Why do you want everyone to display the martial arts map?"

Song Zhi hesitated for a while, and said softly, "You can't tell others."

Bai Feng nodded.

Song Zhidao: "It is rumored that there are three most magical red beads in the Martial Arts Bead, which respectively symbolize the past, present and future.

Among them, the Martial Arts Orb that symbolizes the future is the Spirit Orb, the most mysterious, called Prophet.

What the prince checked was the Prophet Pearl.

Someone calculated that the Prophet Pearl landed in the imperial capital, so at this moment, every family that knows something inside is investigating who got the inheritance. "

"If found out, will the crown prince treat him as a guest?" Bai Feng asked curiously.

Song Zhi shook his head: "It is said that this kind of inheritance-level red beads can be transferred through secret methods. The crown prince will ask you to transfer the beads to him, and then kill you."

"It's a good thing it's not me." Bai Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Zhi laughed: "You are so beautiful, even if it is not a great chance to get this bead, it has nothing to do with our siblings."

She touched her brother's cold feet, and saw that the feet were completely warm after a while, so she withdrew her hand and said, "I'll go and prepare food for you."

"Well, to my sister."

Bai Feng watched the little lady get up and go away.

His stomach made a "cuckoo" sound, and while he was bored, he suddenly remembered his experiences in these years.

There are not many traversers who can become like him.

But he can't practice martial arts, and he doesn't have any golden fingers at all. In this world, martial arts are more important than literature, and there is nowhere to use it if he wants to be a literary copy.

Fortunately, he has a sister and a brother.

The three of them met in the beggar's den and lived and died together.

To be precise, it was the elder sister and the younger brother who were saved by him.

At that time, the fire burned the beggar's nest. He came back from the outside, rushed into the sea of ​​flames, and forcibly rescued the eldest sister and younger brother from the sea of ​​flames, but the other beggars died.

Why not run?
These beggars seemed to have been drugged, and they couldn't run away at all.

Fortunately, the person who gave the medicine didn't care about these scum-like beggars at all, and they were fine afterward.

From then on, the three of them depended on each other and continued to live in such a luxurious place as the imperial capital.

Gradually, the eldest sister and the third brother each had a chance.

The eldest sister was spotted by an old man who loves to drink, and she taught her a beautiful sharp knife, and was lucky enough to condense a purple true energy martial arts bead - swift as the wind.

Because the third brother was shrewd, he was spotted by an old blacksmith in a blacksmith's shop, taught him how to forge iron, and married his daughter to him.

Only Bai Feng, he seemed to have injured his body and bones because of the incident of the sea of ​​fire, and could no longer practice.

After a while, more than ten years.

Looking back, Song Zhi had promised not to marry all his life, but dragged him into the Prince's Mansion, all because there were so many medicinal materials in the Prince's Mansion, Xu Neng could find the medicine to repair his body and allow him to practice martial arts again.

One must know that warriors live longer than ordinary people, and those who can practice martial arts will naturally practice martial arts.

"Why is that?"

Bai Feng clenched his fists.

Traveled through time, but couldn't cultivate, and now I have to drag my eldest sister down.

He also hopes to be able to hold the knife, to be able to show off his youthful spirit, and to see what this other world really looks like, instead of lying in bed all day like a sick child, coughing non-stop in winter.

Thinking of this, he once again released his martial arts map.

It was still a vast gray fog, and in the middle of the gray fog, there was an invisible scar. It was this scar that made him lose hope of practicing martial arts.

Even if you watch it a thousand times, ten thousand times, it's still the same result.

Just as he was thinking, Bai Feng suddenly looked up and saw the upper part of the gray mist, where a glaring red bead suddenly appeared at the "Zi Mansion between the eyebrows that symbolizes the spirit".

At the same time, several lines of information emerged in his mind.

【Name: Baifeng】

【Shouyuan: 16/26】

[Martial Arts Map: Crippled]

[Blood: none]

【Infuriating: None】

[Spirit: Prophet (Variation)]

(End of this chapter)

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