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Zhuang Qiu was afraid, so he chose to keep his mouth shut and said nothing.

"Xiao Qiu, hurry to find your father, don't you like your father the most?" The woman holding Zhuang Qiu's hand pushed him forward.

Zhuang Qiu walked slowly in front of the tall man, happily but timidly said: "Father."

The tall man was wearing a cloak made of animal skins, and he replied flatly, "Yes."

The mother and concubine also came over, he held Zhuang Qiu's hand, and said to the tall man, "Xiao Qiu, hold Daddy's hand."

Zhuang Qiu wanted to hold her hand, but he didn't dare. He hesitated for a while, and just as he was about to reach out, he felt the man in front of him move forward.

Probably the man was anxious to wait, so he took two steps forward.

Zhuang Qiu slowly took his hand back, and then followed his mother and concubine to walk behind.

As the king of the country, the man left in a hurry because he knew that his people were waiting for him under the city tower.

When Zhuang Qiu came, the man was still discussing matters with the ministers beside him.

He walked to his father's side and waited obediently.

Ding ding ding bells rang in the city.

The lanterns rose from the top of the imperial city, and the people under the city walls closed their eyes and silently prayed to the lanterns in the sky.

Zhuang Qiu also closed his eyes, wishing that his dream would not come true.

Suddenly his body was empty, and when he opened his eyes, his father's resolute face was in front of him.

"Next time do what you want to do quickly, no one will wait for you." Father said in a deep voice, he didn't look at Zhuang Qiu, but at the people below, but Zhuang Qiu knew that his father was doing I told myself.

"My people of Ya'an, see your future king." The man's voice was steady and powerful, and he held Zhuang Qiu in his arms so that the people below could see Zhuang Qiu's face.

Zhuang Qiu was a little embarrassed, and wanted to get into his father's arms, but his father said: "Look at them, and you will fight for them all your life."

Hearing his father's solemn voice, Zhuang Qiu looked down with a feeling in his heart.

A mass of black heads knelt down, they were worshiping the future king, they shouted, as if celebrating the birth of the future king.

Zhuang Qiu thought that he was also willing to fight for his people.

If one day disaster does come, he is willing to fight to save the people, even if he is considered crazy.

The situation made Zhuang Qiu more and more afraid.

His dreams kept coming true.

Sometimes it's not even a dream, he can see what's going to happen next if he wanders off.

"Brother, go out and play with me, let's go hunting birds." Zhuang Qiu's younger brother begged him pitifully while tugging on Zhuang Qiu's clothes.

Zhuang Qiu held up the book of sages and sages, and said to his younger brother: "Father asked me to finish this book by heart."

"What's so good about memorizing this kind of book? Brother, why do you always have so many things to do?"

As the eldest son, the king of Ya'an, Zhuang Qiu was raised as an heir since he was a child. Now that he is nine years old, he not only needs to read a lot of books, but also learns riding and archery and formation.

The younger brother doesn't need to learn these things, naturally he clamors for Zhuang Qiu to take him to play all day long.

"Don't bother elder brother. You know how to hunt birds all day long. It's not boring." Zhuang Qiu's younger sister was speaking. She was only two years older than her younger brother, but she was much more mature than her younger brother. My younger sister was sensible and knew that my elder brother was under pressure. So she always rescued Zhuang Qiu with understanding.

"Zhuang Yi, stop preaching to me here, don't think I don't know, are you bullying the children of the National Teacher's family, and were sued by the National Teacher."

"So what, he looks good, what's wrong with me bullying him?"

"Father taught us how to behave and how to behave, look at you, how do you look like a girl."

"That's better than digging out eggs all day, too."

Zhuang Qiu heard his younger siblings quarreling, patted the table, and said, "You two get out."

When the two heard that Zhuang Qiu was angry, they were dumbfounded for a moment.

The younger brother and younger sister left in despair, and the younger sister kindly helped Zhuang Qiu close the door.

Zhuang Qiu continued to endorse.

In a blink of an eye, Zhuang Qiu was ten years old, and his sister was eight years old.

Zhuang Qiu, who has learned riding and archery for a year, can now stand shoulder to shoulder with adults. He is born with great strength and can almost hit the bull's-eye.

But the father didn't like to praise him very much, he just told him lightly that the assessment had passed.

Zhuang Qiu is getting better and better, and everyone thinks that he will be the wisest monarch.

But Zhuang Qiu did a jaw-dropping thing at this moment.

He found his father and said to him: "In ten days, fireballs will fall from the sky, and Ya'an will be turned into a sea of ​​flames."

Zhuang Qiu thought that he would be treated as a lunatic and taken away like that person.

But his father just looked at him, and then asked him, "Why."

Zhuang Qiu analyzed based on his inference from the dream: "Because our city is being targeted by the demon cultivator."

"Not only our Ya'an, but also the other three nearby cities are all doomed. The demon cultivator will use our souls to cultivate."

"Where did you find out about this?" Father asked seriously.

"Believe it or not, I can see what's going on in the future, I can see how our country's future will end."

The man was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Prove to me that you are right."

Zhuang Qiu was stunned, he was overjoyed, he brought his father to the city wall, he pointed to the gate of the city.

"There will be a woman in plain clothes later, she will follow the caravan into the library where she listens to books, and then there will be gangsters who want to do something bad to her, but she will knock them to the ground. "

"I'll wait and see."

The father stood on the city wall without saying a word, he looked at the city gate below, and sure enough, a woman in plain clothes came in, this woman was very beautiful, she followed the caravan, bought a bell, and then entered the listening tea house.

The king went down the tower, and Zhuang Qiu followed him into the tea house.

Zhuang Qiu stood at the entrance of the teahouse, Wang looked at the knocked-out person inside, and then at the woman with a cold face.

Zhuang Qiu's father walked in front of the woman, he took out the currency and put it in front of the woman sincerely.

"My countrymen have surprised you. I will deal with it according to the law. I hope I can accept this little compensation."

The woman gave him a strange look and accepted the thing.

Zhuang Qiu stood respectfully behind his father, when the woman came out, Zhuang Qiu met her eyes.

With just one glance, Zhuang Qiu knew.

She is the junior sister of the immortal who often appears in his dreams.

What is her name.

It seems to be called Qinghong.

The father believed Zhuang Qiu's words, which made Zhuang Qiu very happy, and the father promised that Zhuang Qiu would let the people move out the next day.

That night Zhuang Qiu had a dream about that woman.

This is a majestic hall, he has never seen such a splendid place, the seats are all suspended in the air, and a group of people who have never seen before are talking.

"Master, do we really not care about the magic cultivator?"

"We have already discussed this matter before. The big deal is to kill Moxiu afterwards and avenge them."

The immortal who often appeared in the dream spoke up, and he retorted fiercely: "Those mortals regard us as gods, and we cannot treat their lives like dogs."

The person known as the head of the sect said indifferently: "Shenyin, this is not the time for you to play your temper. We are just acting logically. You also know that if the number of mortals exceeds the limit, natural disasters will come. At that time, mortals will only There will be more deaths and injuries, and now let Moxiu kill some mortals to ensure the number of mortals, and natural disasters will not come, and I am doing this for them."

"I will never agree, why do you decide for the way of heaven, and decide their fate."

"Then the natural disaster must come, and even we will suffer together. The dragon veins of the Qingyuan Mountains must not make a mistake, so I can't let you mess around with Shenyin this time."

The other people also agreed one after another, and Shenyin slammed the table and walked away angrily.

Shenyin left, and the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat dull. The woman Zhuang Qiu met today suddenly said: "Master, since the decision has been made, don't hesitate, kindness cannot be exchanged for status and cultivation. Right now, Tai Xuan The Sword Sect is the last of the Eight Sects, and the dragon veins must not be allowed to disappear due to natural disasters."

"Qinghong, you surprised me. You like ordinary people so much. I thought you would agree with Shenyin."

"Then you're wrong, Sect Leader. I don't have the compassion and compassion that Shenyin has." When she said this, her eyes flashed fiercely, "I only care about myself."

Zhuang Qiu woke up suddenly.

He thought about those people in his dream, and began to understand why no one cared about Moxiu.

He has had too many strange dreams these years, so his vision is different from that of ordinary people.

He often listens to the sermons of the Goddess Immortal.

The so-called Tao is actually an extremely mysterious thing. Everyone in the same Tao can comprehend different things, even the Tao of master and apprentice cannot be exactly the same.

The Tao is internal, and the external is cultivation. People in the cultivation world often fight to improve their cultivation.

And the most direct thing that can improve one's cultivation is the rich aura.

Between heaven and earth, spiritual energy is not endless, and the birth of mortals will also consume spiritual energy, so when a mortal exceeds the limit that this place can bear, the spiritual energy will become thinner. These mortals in the Qingyuan Mountains, Once it exceeds a certain amount, it will have an impact on the dragon veins, which will directly lead to the reduction or even disappearance of the dragon veins.

Moreover, too many people and insufficient food will also lead to plagues, wars, and sometimes a natural disaster will kill tens of millions of people.

Zhuang Qiu's father is always fighting, because he needs to get land from other cities, and only when he has land can he cultivate it and have enough food.

Sometimes when the weather is good and there is enough food, the people will live and work in peace and contentment. If the weather is bad and the food is not enough, Zhuang Qiu's father and king will have to invade other countries. In other words, it is the same.

Other countries will also invade Zhuang Qiu's country, life and death, separation and reunion, all because of one goal in the end: to survive.

But now there is a magic cultivator who wants to kill all of them.

They lived so hard and still wanted to live, but this man couldn't help but kill them all together.

Zhuang Qiu never agrees.