Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 1 Ninth Prince

Yujing, Changqing Temple.

It's snowing heavily and covered in silver.

The sky is dark, the clouds are light and the light is cold.

The Taoist temple's side rooms are antique and filled with the scent of incense.

A boy of about sixteen or seventeen was sitting on a yellow cushion.

The naked upper body was covered with fine silver needles.

The silver needle trembles slightly, rhythmically moving at a mysterious frequency, like the sound of the avenue.

Seven glass lamps with dragon patterns are placed around the cushion, forming the shape of seven stars, resonating with the qi of heaven and earth.

Outside the formation, a middle-aged Taoist priest, wearing a black and white Taoist robe, held a silver needle in his right hand, his brows slightly furrowed, and his face solemn.

After a while.

The young man in the formation slowly opened his eyes.

After putting on his shirt, Fang Heng felt his body relaxed a little.

"Thank you, Master, for healing me."

"What a pity—the Seven Star Life Extension Formation only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause."

"I cannot expel the ten deadly poisons from your body, disciple."

Taoist Xuanqing sighed and shook his head slightly.

"Master, there's no need to blame yourself. I've gotten used to it over the past decade or so."

Fang Heng laughed at himself. Instead of feeling disappointed, he comforted Taoist Xuanqing.

The ten deadly poisons in his body were brought from his mother's womb.

If he could really be cured, why would he do this given his status as the Ninth Prince?
Sixteen years ago, I traveled through time.

When the emperor's mother was about to give birth, the emperor was assassinated. The emperor's mother stepped forward and blocked the attack for him.

Although Yinglongwei arrived in time and killed the assassin.

But the Ten Deadly Poisons still remained in his body through the blood of mother and son, like a cancer attached to his bones.

It is difficult to eliminate the ten deadly poisons, but it is also not difficult.

As long as he can cultivate to the ninth level, the ten deadly poisons will be cured without treatment.

In today's world, the mainstream methods of cultivation are martial arts, Taoism and Buddhism.

Because of the assassination at the time of childbirth.

Fang Hengwu's bones were broken and he was destined to be unable to practice martial arts.

Without immortal roots, one cannot practice Taoism.

As for the eternal companionship of the ancient Buddha and the green lamp?

The Ten Great Dao Courts have deep roots in the Daqian Dynasty.

How could they allow those bald donkeys in the West to get their hands on the royal family?
All three paths of cultivation were blocked.

The mother did not want Fang Heng to die young, so she made inquiries from many sources and found a glimmer of hope.

The founder of Changqing Temple, Changqingzi, was originally a woodcutter in the mountains.

By chance, I learned a health-preserving exercise.

After ten years of hard training and perfection in health preservation, he unexpectedly condensed an immortal root.

Later generations of disciples of Changqing Temple wanted to emulate the master's actions, but no one succeeded.

But this legend has been passed down.

With the attitude of giving it a try, the mother carried the infant Fang Heng to Changqing Temple and became a disciple of Taoist Xuanqing.

For the past sixteen years, Fang Heng has come to Changqing Temple every month.

Use the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Formation to draw vitality into the body and suppress the Ten Deadly Poisons.

As for completing the health-preserving exercises and condensing the immortal roots after birth?

There was no shadow.

Fang Heng suspected more than once whether Changqing Temple was deliberately trying to flatter its founder.

He walked out of the meditation room and went to the outer room, where he drank some spiritual tea to moisten his throat.

Taoist Xuanqing stroked his beard and the topic suddenly shifted to the war in the north.

"Disciple, have you heard about the war in the north?"

"Master, are you referring to Shang Hongye's victory over Fengxue Pass and the recovery of three thousand miles of lost territory?"

Fang Heng put down his teacup and said calmly, the war in the north emerging in his mind.

"Exactly!"

"A tiger father has no dog daughter!"

"Shang Hongye is worthy of being the daughter of the King of Zhenbei. In terms of military strategy, I'm afraid she is not inferior to the King of Zhenbei."

Taoist Xuanqing was beaming with joy, filled with emotion, and gave praise repeatedly.

King Zhenbei is the leader of the four kings of different surnames in the Daqian Dynasty.

He guarded the northern border for sixty years, commanded a million soldiers, and was extremely powerful. He was known as the Military Saint among the people.

Every few years, Daqian's mortal enemy, the Northern Barbarians, would invade the northern border, causing great suffering to the people.

This year, Shang Hongye led an expedition to the north, defeated Fengxue Pass, and recovered lost territory.

The whole country is jubilant and people are happy.

There is a faint momentum that he will become the new "Military Saint".

"There's news from the palace that Shang Hongye is going to the capital to choose a husband."

"What a pity that such a powerful general is trapped in Yujing."

Taoist Xuanqing frowned slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Fang Heng had heard that Shang Hongye went to Beijing to choose a son-in-law.

This is the will of my father.

A naked conspiracy.

It’s called choosing a son-in-law, but in fact it’s a hostage!
If he were his father, he would do the same.

Shang Hongye was young, yet his military skills were outstanding. Now that he had achieved great success, his reputation was very high.

One family, two military saints.

No other emperor could tolerate this.

Summoning Shang Hongye to the capital to choose a husband for her was a brilliant move by Emperor Yuanchu.

Imprison Yujing to blunt his edge and temper his determination.

Once she gives birth to a child of royal blood and has a bond, she will be considered half a member of the royal family.

In this way, we can let her go out and lead the troops with peace of mind.

This plot was well known to all the civil and military officials in the court.

Therefore, Shang Hongye's range of choices for a son-in-law is actually very narrow.

The selection can only be made from among the descendants of Emperor Yuanchu.

"Master, do you want to stand up for Shang Hongye?"

"Hahahaha—quite the opposite!"

"Shang Hongye's arrival in Beijing is a godsend for you, my disciple!"

After the words fell, Fang Heng was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted.

What exactly is this God-given opportunity that Taoist Xuanqing is talking about?

Fang Heng's expression changed twice, looking a little strange.

"Master, please stop messing around with couples."

"Shang Hongye is good, but now she is a hot potato."

"A few days ago, the Eastern Palace released news that the Crown Prince dreams about things during the day."

"I dreamed of Shang Hongye, and fell in love with her at first sight. She wanted to make me her concubine."

"If the Crown Princess didn't come from one of the Ten Dao Courts and had a strong background, I'm afraid my eldest brother would even be willing to give up the position of Crown Princess for Shang Hongye."

Fang Heng quickly took a sip of the fragrant tea to calm his nerves and calm his mood.

Shang Hongye is a woman with too many connections to him, and he can't get involved with her.

"Prince?" Taoist Xuanqing shook his head and smiled playfully, "Absolutely not!"

"If the East Palace and the King of Zhenbei get together, hehe... your father might not even be able to eat."

Fang Heng nodded slightly, agreeing with Taoist Xuanqing's words.

If the Prince of Zhenbei, who commands a large army, were to walk with the Crown Prince.

This picture is so beautiful!

"but……"

"Even if the eldest brother doesn't have a chance, there are still several other brothers." "The second brother was born with a sword bone and has the appearance of a sword immortal."

"Third brother's muscles and bones are like dragons, his strength can move mountains and his spirit can conquer the world."

"Fourth brother, the divine thunder body, the thunder method of heaven and earth, is omnipotent."

"Fifth brother is very clever, has a photographic memory, and can draw inferences from one instance."

"These royal brothers are truly outstanding, and are all perfect matches."

Fang Heng continued his analysis.

These royal brothers are far superior to me, a little-known person, in terms of both talent and maternal background.

Taoist Xuanqing smiled mysteriously and spoke in a firm tone.

"The mothers of these princes all came from the Ten Great Dao Courts."

"If it were these princes, the Crown Prince would not agree."

"I will definitely try every possible means to destroy their marriage."

"The situation in the court is unstable now!"

Fang Heng remained silent.

When he thought of the complicated and volatile situation in the court, he felt a huge headache.

When Taizu Daqian founded the country, he left behind eight words of truth.

The emperor and the sects share the world!

There are countless sects in the world, like carp swimming across the river.

Only the ten great Dao courts have continuous inheritance and deep roots.

The mothers of all the emperors of Daqian were born in the Ten Great Dao Courts, without exception.

Therefore, the succession to the throne of the Daqian Dynasty was not based on the system of primogeniture like in ancient China.

Instead, the strong are respected, the capable are promoted, and the incapable are demoted.

Therefore, every fight for the throne is full of blood and gore.

The ten great Dao Courts all came out to support their own prince.

in a certain sense.

Fang Heng was destined to be a leisurely prince since he was born.

Because his mother was a military hero and had no connection with the Ten Great Dao Courts.

Fang Heng still remembered that a few years ago, there was a rumor circulating in the palace.

Emperor Yuanchu disliked the crown prince and scolded him for being mean and ungrateful, saying he was not worthy of a ruler.

Since then, many princes have been eager to take his place.

As a result, the factional struggles within the court became increasingly fierce.

Taoist Xuanqing took a sip of the spiritual tea and told the story.

"Disciple, after excluding the Crown Prince and the princes from the ten great Dao Courts."

"Hasn't your hope greatly increased?"

"There is great potential in this matter!"

"Master, I'm dying. I don't even know how many more years I have left. Why bother wasting my time?"

Fang Heng shook his head and sighed, not caring about the matter at all.

"hehe!"

"For Shang Hongye, life is coming to an end, so maybe it's better."

Fang Heng was speechless for a while, but he also thought that Taoist Xuanqing was right.

It is really possible that Shang Hongye would fall in love with this sickly prince of his.

After all, I am not a threat at all.

but……

Fang Heng doesn't want to!
Shang Hongye is clearly the center of the vortex.

Once you get involved, you have no choice.

Fang Heng just wanted to be a leisurely prince and enjoy a few more years of happiness.

"Master, please don't make things worse."

"My disciple cannot afford a woman like Shang Hongye."

Fang Heng waved his hand and spoke quickly, trying to dissuade Taoist Xuanqing from intervening.

Taoist Xuanqing sat down next to Fang Heng, patted his shoulder, and spoke earnestly.

"Disciple, young people should act like young people."

"You look so gloomy all the time, how can you be a young person?"

"Young people should be full of vigor and vitality."

"Drink the strongest wine, ride the best horse, and sleep with the most beautiful woman."

“That’s how you make the most of your life.”

"Shang Hongye is known as the most beautiful woman in the North, and she's also a genius of her generation. Do you really not want a woman like this?"

Seeing Taoist Xuanqing's evil smile, Fang Heng asked suddenly.

"Master, who is prettier, Master's Wife or Miss Guan Guan?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Be quiet, don't let your mistress hear."

Taoist Xuanqing's expression suddenly changed, his face filled with anxiety and worry.

The next moment, a cold female voice came from outside the house.

"Who is Guan Guan?"

"Come out and explain it to me."

Taoist Xuanqing felt as if he had lost his parents in an instant.

He glared at Fang Heng, as if saying.

Disciple, you killed your master!
Fang Heng spread his hands and gave his master a helpless look.

……

He leaned back, rested his head on his hands, and looked up to the sky, revealing a trace of loneliness.

"Sixteen years!"

"I've traveled through time for sixteen years!"

"I don't know how my parents are doing."

"I hope the study materials on the hard drive haven't been discovered."

"Death is a small matter, but losing one's chastity is a great matter!"

For the past sixteen years, Fang Heng has been poisoned.

At the beginning, I still hoped for the golden finger.

By now, he no longer had any hope.

Just now.

Suddenly!

A loud noise suddenly sounded in my mind.

It came quickly and urgently.

Extremely abrupt.

The sound of Huangzhong and Dalu is shocking.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the world was turned upside down and the wind and clouds were surging.

In the endless darkness.

A dazzling and mysterious golden light cut through the void.

It's like the bright sun in the sky.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness was illuminated, making the dark night as bright as day.

Immediately afterwards, under Fang Heng's shocked gaze.

An ancient painting slowly unfolds.

Vast and boundless.

It was like covering the sky and the sun, trying to encompass the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

The mysterious, ancient, vicissitudes and eternal charm emanate from the scroll.

A torrent of information, like a galloping horse, poured into my mind.

"Life Chart?!"

(End of this chapter)