Immortal Tribulation

Chapter 1 I'm Not Long, My Name is Tianfan

Many people hope that they can be born in the holy land of martial arts, and have powerful power and rich resources from birth.

But for Tianfan, he actually longed to be born in an ordinary family, live an ordinary life, and be free, but he happened to be born in the emperor's family, in Longteng, one of the seven holy places of martial arts. The dynasty is the seventh prince of the current dynasty.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince, the Emperor has summoned you. The National Teacher is back and I want you to pay homage." A man dressed as a guard stood outside the door and shouted to the inside, but there was no respect between his brows.

"Understood, you step back."

A faint voice came from the room, and the guard pursed his lips and left casually.

In the center of the room, a young man wearing a purple robe stood there quietly. The man was not considered strong, but he looked a little thin, with a handsome face and thick long hair hanging gently on his back. Tian Fan, the seventh prince of the Dragon Dynasty, was unable to cultivate since he was born. In the past 20 years, in the Dragon Dynasty, he has seen all the indifference and disdain in his eyes.

At this moment, Tian Fan was reading a book, and when he heard the guard's words, he frowned slightly, put down the "Lun Dao" in his hand, and walked outside.

When he arrived at the main hall, the middle-aged emperor Long Aotian, who was wearing golden dragon clothes, was talking with an old man in the main hall with a smile on his face. There were already three young people wearing purple and gold clothes standing there, all of them Light and healthy, with sharp eyes, two of them are actually cultivation bases of the Yuntian Secret Realm. Although they are both at the early stage of Yuntian, they are still very outstanding.

The realms of cultivation in Shenwu Continent are divided into five realms: Foundation Establishment, Concentration, Sky, Hunyuan, and Guixian. Long Aotian is already at the peak of Hunyuan.

"I've seen my father! I've seen my teacher!" After entering the hall, Tian Fan saluted the two of them with a flat tone.

Long Aotian's eyes swept over him without any expression, but two of the three princes showed obvious expressions of disdain, and one of them smiled mischievously at Tianfan.

"Okay, I called you here today. First, I met the national teacher. In addition, in a few days it will be the day to pay homage to the ancestors. You should prepare well in the next few days, understand?" Long Aotian said.

"Yes, Father! But I have a question that I have to say. I don't think it is necessary to take someone with me. I think it is disrespectful to the ancestors!"

Several princes immediately replied respectfully. Among them, the eldest prince Long Batian glanced at Tianfan with contempt on his brows, and the second prince Long Youtian also gave Tianfan a disdainful glance.

"No way, Father, how can we not let Seventh Brother go? I don't agree, Big Brother and Second Brother, we are brothers, so don't talk like that!" Little prince Long Yuyun said anxiously after hearing what the two princes said.

"Old Ba, don't compare that trash with us, shame!" Long Batian said.

"Yeah, old man, do you know why he is only called Tianfan instead of Long Tianfan, because he doesn't deserve the surname 'Long'!" The second prince, Long Youtian, was very disdainful, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"you!"

The little prince wanted to say something, but he was held back. Tian Fan smiled slightly at him, signaling him not to argue with the two of them.

Although he was born in the Dragon Dynasty, since he was born unable to cultivate, he was doomed to have no relationship with the 'Long' surname, instead he was subject to many restrictions, not to mention the half-brothers, even his own father, Long Aotian. He dismissed it.

Tianfan is his own name, because he hopes to live in an ordinary family, so he does not have the surname 'Long', but only "Tianfan"

He looked at the two princes with indifferent expressions. If he could cultivate, he would definitely beat them up to the point of paralysis!

"Okay, stop talking, do as I say." Long Aotian never looked at Tianfan, in his eyes, that person never existed.

Three days later, five gold and iron chariots rose from the Dragon Dynasty.

"Send off the emperor, send off the national teacher, send off the prince and princess! The dragon is invincible!!!"

There was a mountainous roar on the ground, and tens of thousands of cavalry raised their swords, spears and halberds, and the sound resounded through the sky.

"boom……"

The brilliance of the five chariots soared into the sky, and the strong light blinded people's eyes. They shot out towards the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tian Fan thought, if he could leave forever, it must be a very good thing for him.

The chariot began to descend. Looking at the ancient forest ahead, a strange feeling appeared in his heart. Every time he came here, Tianfan would have that inexplicable feeling that there seemed to be something related to him in the forest ahead. s things.

In front is a tall altar, and a huge statue stands on it. This is a mighty middle-aged man, holding a Fangtian painting halberd, looking straight ahead. Although it is only a stone statue, it has a kind of dominance over the world. The true aura of self-importance.

Long Aotian led a few people to the altar, knelt under the altar respectfully, and paid respects.

The old master didn't kneel down in front of the statue, but with a solemn expression, he bowed deeply to the statue man earnestly.He also had incomparable respect for that mighty man. In that dark and turbulent era, to be able to create such a huge martial art holy land by himself required not only great strength, but also superhuman wisdom.

"Yin and yang are life, accompanied by the sky, immortal gods have no soul sect, Tai Chi calms the mind, the gate of rebirth, the six realms of bliss, transcends the world..."

In front of the altar, several people sat cross-legged, with solemn expressions, reciting the inexplicable Heart Sutra, and a sacred and peaceful energy permeated the surroundings, purifying the soul.

In the end everything became quiet, the scriptures all over the sky disappeared, Long Aotian stood up, and once again bowed deeply to the stone statue man holding Fang Tian's painted halberd.Several princes also slowly stood up, this is not any other place, even the naughty little princess Long Yueying, who usually ignores Gangji's seniority, is quietly standing aside.

"This scripture is very good, very extraordinary..."

The old national teacher was on the side, watching all the process quietly, and at this moment said such a sentence with a solemn expression.

"The national teacher may want to study, I will hand it over to you."

Long Aotian was stunned, he always thought it was just a formal sacrificial scripture and didn't pay attention to it, but in fact the previous emperors also thought so.But he didn't expect that this unfathomable national teacher would give such an evaluation to this scripture.Maybe it's time to spend some time comprehending this Soul Crossing Sutra.

"No, it's useless to me." The old national teacher said lightly, turning his eyes around the altar, looking at the primitive forest shrouded in mist in the distance, and said, "Are you ready?"

Long Aotian also nodded cautiously, turned his eyes, and looked towards the forest ahead.

Tian Fan followed a few steps, and the feeling became more and more intense. The magical forest in front of him, shrouded in mist all year round, emitted mysterious waves at this moment, as if something was calling him.

(End of this chapter)