Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"Junior brother, Weiguo is too dangerous!"

"Zhao Kuo said, this is a trap... You can't go!"

Shen Xizhi stood in front of Xu Changan, she stretched out her hands, trying to stop Xu Changan.

Xu Changan said: "If I don't go, will I watch Qingyan marry someone else?"

"I'll go!" Shen Xizhi patted his thick chest: "Junior brother, I promise to bring Sister Zhen to you, absolutely no problem!"

"Let's go together!" Fu Nianzhen also stood beside Shen Xizhi.

Xu Changan shook his head: "You two, no!"

Shen Xizhi just reached the Nascent Soul stage, and Fu Nianzhen was only at the tenth level of the Golden Core stage.

This fighting power, let alone facing the Wei Jun, even a random Nascent Soul powerhouse can deal with them.

"Don't persuade me!" Xu Changan said: "I have decided to go!"

Xu Changan's voice was not loud, but very determined.

Seeing him so stubborn, Shen Xizhi's face flushed with anger, and he stomped his feet fiercely.

Fu Nianzhen sighed and said, "I knew I couldn't persuade you. Well, go ahead! But Xizhi and I will go with you. If you are in danger, the three of us can take care of each other!"

"Hey!" Shen Xizhi said, "That's good!"

Xu Changan shook his head, "This trip to Wei State is full of unknown dangers. Don't go!"

"That won't work!" Shen Xizhi was very determined, "Junior brother, if you don't take us with you, we will go there by ourselves!"

"Anyway, we are worried about you!"

Zhao Kuo looked at Xu Changan and said, "I think you should take them with you. If you let them go alone, they may cause trouble!"

...

Wei State, Diqiu City!

The palace with multiple buildings seemed cold and deserted.

A man in golden brocade clothes walked slowly along the wet bluestone path.

He held a child of about thirteen or fourteen years old in his left hand.

The two of them didn't say anything, but walked all the way from the imperial garden to the northernmost wall.

There is a round moon gate on the wall.

When he reached the gate, the young and handsome man in brocade clothes raised his head and his eyes fell on the two big characters above the round moon gate: Crane Garden.

Waves of ethereal and beautiful flute sounds came from Crane Garden.

"Father?" The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy raised his head, with a little childishness on his slightly chubby face: "Why stop?"

The man in golden brocade clothes lowered his head gently, and he stroked his son's head with his left hand, saying: "Wei Man, I have told you so many times, don't call me father in the future, just call me king father. Our Wei country is a small country, like a small boat in the endless river and sea, surrounded by storms, wind and rain, and there is a danger of capsizing at any time!"

"We are not worthy of being king!"

"We don't deserve to be king!" Is that so? "Little Wei Man looked unconvinced and said, "Wei is a country of gentlemen. Our founding ancestor Kang Shu was the son of the Zhou emperor. We have noble blood. Our ancestors once followed the Zhou emperor in his conquests and were one of the twelve disciples of the Zhou emperor!"

"There are hundreds of princes in the world, but only seven countries, Qin, Jin, Chu, Yan, Qi, Lu, and Wei, have the emperor's book. Our Wei is one of them!"

"Why can't we be king?"

Although little Wei Man is small, he is full of energy and speaks with certainty.

"Hehe..." The man in brocade clothes laughed softly, then sighed softly and said, "Wei Man, this is all in the past. In the past, our Wei was indeed very powerful. Our country was once the overlord of the Central Plains, dominating the fertile land!"

"What can I do... Alas... The general situation in the world!"

"Now our Wei has only three counties, how can we be king?"

Wei had lost the [Emperor] ten thousand years ago. Because it was weak, it could only be king.

A hundred years ago, the current King of Wei gave up his [King's title] because of the weak territory and was only called King of Wei.

Moreover, the State of Wei had no army, no ministers, and no right to conquer.

The royal family of the State of Wei only enjoyed the power of the three counties.

"Wei Man... being weak is a sin!" King Wei rubbed his son's head again.

Little Wei Man said: "Father... when I grow up, I will definitely rebuild the army, lead the army to conquer the four directions, and build a large territory for our State of Wei!"

"No chance!" King Wei shook his head: "This world will soon become the world of the Qin people!"

"Son, father has a word for you, I hope you will remember it in your heart and never forget it!"

Throw!

Little Wei Man knelt at the feet of King Wei.

The King of Wei said: "After I die, you will be the King of Wei. Remember to listen to your grandmother and lead the people of Wei well. Don't avenge me..."

"Don't build an army, and don't participate in any battles among the countries!"

"The Emperor of Qin has promised me that in the future, the three counties of Wei will be with Qin from beginning to end; the lineage of the King of Wei will continue. Do you remember what I said?"

"Remember!" Wei Man nodded and said: "But father, why did you die?"

Wei Qi smiled sadly and said: "Some people want things that are within their reach, and they can easily pick them up with their hands; but some people want things that they must exchange for their own lives!"

"You are too young to understand these principles!"

"When you grow up, you will understand!"

"Get up!"

"Oh!" Weiman stood up from the ground and asked again, "Father, when will you die?"

Wei Qi stood dumbly at the door of the Yuanyue Gate, looking at the two big characters [Heyuan] on the Yuanyue Gate with empty eyes, and said: "Soon, listen to... the sound of your grandmother's flute, isn't it very... Sounds good?”

"It doesn't sound good!" Xiao Weiman shook his head and said, "I like sister Zijun playing the flute!"

"Nonsense!" Wei Qi reached out and rubbed Xiao Weiman's head again: "Zijun is not your sister, but your aunt. Her mother and your grandmother are sisters!"

"Father!" Xiao Weiman asked, "I heard from others that Aunt Zijun's father is very powerful. Do you know?"

Wei Qi smiled and said, "How awesome is it?"

Wei Man said: "Aunt Zijun said that as soon as his father stood at the entrance of the Yan Palace, a golden dragon would appear in the palace and swallow the Emperor of Yan in one bite!"

"Hahahaha..." Wei Qi laughed. He looked at the weak Crane of Luck above his palace and sighed: "Soon, you will be able to see this golden dragon!"

"Let's go to Heyuan first. Your Aunt Zijun is waiting for you!"

The father and son, one big and one small, took steps at the same time and entered the Crane Garden.

There are many yellow cranes raised in the Crane Garden, and they dance one by one to the sound of the flute.

The person playing the flute was wearing a dark green palace dress and was sitting in a pavilion. She had a beautiful face and a beauty that would captivate a country.

Next to this woman, there stood another woman in black clothes. The woman's eyes were as charming as silk, and she was equally charming.

From a distance, the two people actually look very similar.