Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 3 Winter Solstice Festival
That night, Zhang Ji polished his body and warmed his meridians in the Hunyuan Pearl according to the training method of Zhan Tian Jue.

Outside the secret room, the entire royal city was covered with snow, and the winter solstice was the coldest day of the year. In the early morning, ice hung from the pavilions, pavilions, and streets and alleys, and the edges and corners of the tiles were all crystal clear.

Outside the ancestral halls of the emperors, countless warriors gathered.

Worshiping the heavens during the winter solstice is an extremely important event for everyone in the year. On this day, all the warriors in Yunwu County will, under the leadership of the prince, worship the gods in order to pray for the gods. The gods gave blessings and sent down the divine mark.

Martial power is granted by gods, this is an iron law common to all heavens and worlds.

If a mortal wants to practice and become a warrior, he must obtain the divine martial arts mark given by the gods. Relying on the divine martial arts mark, he can open up a pool of energy, draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, open up his meridians, and become a Huangji realm warrior.

The Prince of Yunwu County is currently in retreat. This time, it is the Queen Xue Jingxuan who is presiding over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.

She was said to be presiding over it, but given her status, she would not show her face. The person who actually stood on the altar and presided over the ceremony was Xue Jingtian, the national master of Yunwu County.

The blessings were passed down, and the blessings were overwhelming. Above the nine heavens, beside the altar, thousands of livestock were slaughtered. The blood energy gathered on the altar, turning into a bloody light that soared into the sky.

Zhang Ji and Xuan Jia stood on a high building, overlooking the entire sacrificial ceremony.

His original body had already opened the Divine Martial Seal when he was ten years old, and it was the second-grade "Open Mountain" Divine Martial Seal.

The mark of Shenwu is divided into nine grades, with the first grade being the lowest and the ninth grade being the highest.

Although the second-grade Shenwu Mark is not the lowest, it is definitely not a genius. In fact, among the nine sons of Prince Yunwu, except for Zhang Ruochen who has not yet opened the Shenwu Mark, Zhang Ji's Shenwu Mark is already the worst.

Of course, Zhang Ji also wants a powerful enough divine martial mark, preferably one that is astonishing to the past and the present, such as the time and space divine martial seal. But now that the matter is over, the end is done, and he can only face it calmly.

Although the level of Kaishan Shenwu Seal is not high, it is quite suitable for the sword skills and palm skills he has practiced.

As the blood light shot into the sky, a little bit of starlight gradually fell from outside the sky.

Xuan Jia looked at the falling starlight, couldn't help but smile on his face, and said, "I don't know how high the divine mark of the martial arts that will appear in this sacrificial ceremony can be."

Zhang Ji's eyes passed through the layers of people and looked at the positions belonging to the royal family members.

There, Zhang Ruochen, dressed in white, looked pale, as if he might collapse at any time in the cold winter wind.

"Things that appear to be higher may not be the most powerful. The grade of the Divine Martial Seal does not determine the future of a warrior." Zhang Ji looked at Zhang Ruochen and replied casually.

When Xuan Jia heard this, he secretly thought that something was wrong, "His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince only has a second-grade divine martial seal, and he is extremely reluctant to mention this matter to others."

Thinking of this, he hurriedly replied: "Your Highness is right. Your Highness's strength has grown so fast these days. Among the princes, almost only His Highness the Seventh Prince can compare with him. It can be seen that the Mark of Divine Martial Arts cannot determine future martial arts achievements. "

Zhang Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He knew that Xuan Jia had misunderstood and did not explain to him more. He just continued to watch the ceremony quietly.

Not long after, a flaming red starlight fell down and landed on a six-year-old child among the crowd. In an instant, it became one with him.

"That is Xue Liangdutong's son. Xue Dutong is a warrior in the Earth Realm. It is reasonable for his son to obtain the fourth-grade red flame divine martial arts mark." Xuan Jia said at the side.

The Xue family, in Yunwu County, can be regarded as the most powerful family after the royal family Zhang family.

The queen was born in the Xue family, and the national advisor Xue Jingtian was a martial arts legend in the Tianji realm. Under them, there were a group of court ministers and military generals who held real power.

The queen's own son, the seventh prince Zhang Tiangui, is regarded as the royal unicorn and the person most likely to inherit the throne in the future. "The Xue family has indeed produced many talented people, but it's a pity..."

"Your Highness, what's the pity? Although the Xue family is strong, our Red Cloud Sect is indeed inferior, but the entire Red Cloud Sect is your most loyal supporter." Xuan Jia said with a firm face.

The eighth prince's biological mother, Concubine Xiao, was born in the Red Cloud Sect and was the junior sister of the current head of the Red Cloud Sect.

The Chiyun Sect is Zhang Ji's natural ally, and Xuan Jia is the person sent by the Chiyun Sect to the palace to protect him.

"It's a pity that the Xue family wants to rebel. The queen has betrayed all the princes. Even the seventh prince is the son of the queen and the imperial master." Zhang Ji secretly thought in his heart, but on his face he pretended to be calm and said: "I It’s just a pity that even though Ninth Brother has activated the Divine Martial Mark, he will inevitably be ridiculed by others.”

"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince?" Xuan Jia looked over after hearing this and saw a white round divine martial mark falling from the sky and falling into the center of Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows.

"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is already 16 years old, and he can actually get the Divine Martial Mark. I just don't know what level the Divine Martial Mark he will get will be. In my opinion, [-]% of the time it will be the first level."

Zhang Ji sighed secretly, watching the white divine mark disappear, with unspeakable jealousy in his heart.

"Bullshit, a first-grade, even a ninth-grade Divine Martial Seal, it's nothing compared to the Time and Space Divine Martial Seal."

Zhang Ruochen received the divine mark, and the heaven-sacrifice ceremony ended accordingly. Zhang Ji had no interest in staying to see Zhang Ruochen and Concubine Lin's mother and son being humiliated by the queen.

He came here firstly to get a glimpse of the wonders of the time and space divine martial marks, and secondly, with the slightest hope in his heart. As a time traveler, what unexpected gains would he have?

It turns out he was just daydreaming.

……

On the other side, although Zhang Ruochen had activated the Divine Martial Seal, the queen classified Zhang Ruochen's Divine Martial Seal as having no grade on the grounds that there was no record in the "Comprehensive Book of Divine Martial Seal", and even the cultivation resources were only given to him. One serving of marrow cleansing solution.

Zhang Ruochen was furious in his heart, but his reason still allowed him to calm down. He was no longer the young genius who was famous all over the world 800 years ago, Prince Ming. He was just a good-for-nothing ninth prince who had no qualifications to challenge the queen.

After putting Concubine Lin on the carriage, Zhang Ruochen stood alone in the snow. The white snow was bone-chilling and cold, making his thin body tremble slightly.

"I have activated the Divine Martial Seal. No matter what level it is, I will finally have the opportunity to practice. Chi Yao, one day, I will come to you to avenge the sword of the past." Zhang Ruochen secretly swore in his heart.

"His Royal Highness Ninth Prince!"

A voice sounded from behind Zhang Ruochen.

He turned around and saw a Linjia guard standing not far away, saluting him, holding two items in his hand.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ruochen asked with a puzzled frown.

The Linjia guard hurriedly said: "I am here to congratulate His Highness the Ninth Prince for receiving the Mark of Divine Martial Arts on the orders of His Highness the Eighth Prince. This is a gift from His Highness the Eighth Prince to His Highness the Ninth Prince. Please accept it."

"Eighth Prince..." Although Zhang Ruochen was puzzled, he was completely destitute at the moment, and he did not put off the gift that came to his door.

After the Linjia guards left, he looked through the items in his hands.

"It turned out to be a marrow cleansing solution and a mid-level human-level technique..."

(End of this chapter)