I!The start was poor, forcing the system to upgrade

The first month of the third year of Da Song Yuan Fu (1100).

At only 25 years old, Zhao Xu, a Ming emperor of the generation, died of illness in the Funing Hall of the imperial city, but died young, and was envied by heaven, so he was buried in Yongtai Mausoleum, with the temple name Zhezong.

At the same time, Qinghe County, Xingzhou, Hebei Province is [-] miles away.

Suddenly, the purple air was steaming and the sun was shining, and then the strange fragrance filled the city, and thousands of fairy flowers bloomed out of thin air, and there were many visions!

On the beams and eaves of every household, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants that cannot be named grow out in unison, colorful and extremely mysterious.

The passers-by on the street were stunned immediately, their hearts were shaken, and they called Lingrui who hadn't existed in a thousand years!

But those exotic flowers and plants only existed for a moment, and then withered and withered, which made people feel sad and regretful, and they all sighed for it.

In a large-scale yet dignified deep house with seven entrances and seven exits.

At first glance, this mansion looks like the home of the richest man in the area.

Pavilions, terraces, pavilions, gardens and waterside pavilions are well arranged.

The servants, guards, maids and maids are all in good order.

The backyard was even more heavily guarded, but there was a sense of chill.

"How is the mistress?"

An old man in blue clothes with white beard and hair but full of vigor, his callused hands clenched into fists, asked a woman who looked like an old lady nervously with a dignified expression.

This old woman is the most experienced woman in Qinghe County. She came out of the inner house with a lot of blood on her clothes.

Melting ice and snow, cold spring weather.

However, Mrs. Wen felt profusely sweating, and quickly replied tremblingly: "I have lost too much blood, I am afraid..." She avoided words, and her face showed helplessness and grief.

"What about the child in the womb?" The old man in blue, who had gone through all kinds of turmoil, walked from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and had already put death aside, was afraid to listen at this moment.

"Keep it." Wen Po's tone was very firm.

The old man in blue immediately let out a long sigh of relief, as if the huge boulder in his heart finally fell.

"But—" But Wen Po hesitated to speak.

"But what?" The old man in blue raised his heart again.

"The young master didn't cry, but the young master's eyes are extremely breathtaking and full of aura."

Wenpo lowered her voice as much as possible, and said slowly in an inexplicably excited, glorious and unbelievable tone, almost like that of a fanatical convert:

"And it's so amazing, so mysterious, so perfect, it's unbelievable."

"The old man has never seen a baby that will stand upright from the mother's womb. It looks like a one-year-old doll in a New Year picture. It is not only wrinkle-free, but also soft and moist like jade, and it also exudes a strange fragrance. Could it be... …”

As she said that, Wen Po couldn't help having some kind of extremely bold conjecture, and she became more devout and awed, with a belief and yearning that only seemed to be found in the legendary gods.

"Your Lord's birth today must, must not be spread. If I hear a little bit about it outside, you should be aware of the consequences."

The old man in blue turned his head slightly, looking up at the golden sun that had not dispersed for a long time above the sky, and his tone was unprecedentedly cold, as if without a trace of emotion.

"Yes, the old man will absolutely keep his mouth shut, and he won't say anything even if he dies."

Po Wen trembled with fear, as if she was facing an abyss, she felt as if she had walked before the gate of hell.

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In the inner house.

A large bed of carved huanghuali wood was covered with a soft brocade mattress.

A Qingjue woman who is as beautiful as a fairy, but with a pale and blue face, is weakly hugging her newborn flesh and blood.

Although the woman has almost run out of fuel, she still exerted her last bit of strength with great difficulty to complete the most important life process after she became a new mother, which is also an indispensable responsibility and responsibility of every mother. Obligation, breastfeeding.

This is a cute child who is extremely smooth and tender, as translucent as a precious white porcelain, with flawless texture.

The body of this son, from a distance, looks like stalactites in the clouds, magnificent and incomparable; from a close look, it looks like flowing clouds and beautiful flowers, with a very beautiful appearance.

The ultimate creation of heaven and earth.

Although the baby has not opened yet, it is already the embryo of a peerless beautiful man, even more immortal than its mother, or even if it is the reincarnation of a real god and demon spirit, it is nothing more than that.

"Zhao Tianyin. Remember, Yin'er, your name is Zhao,,, Tian,,, Yin—"

At the first sight of her dying, she saw that her child was absolutely extraordinary, able to stand independently after being born into the world, and there was no confusion in her eyes, just like those ancient saints she knew from birth.

According to legend, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor was also born a god.

The woman's name is Murong Wanwan. She was born in a family of officials and officials. She has read a lot of books since she was a child.

As she spoke, the light in Murong Wanwan's eyes gradually faded away, but she still stared closely at her child's beautiful eyes that were destined to confuse all living beings, as if she was fascinated by this cute little face.

His eyes were as beautiful as amber made of fairy tears and divine essence, condensing a bright and extremely deep endless galaxy.

Time and space seemed to be frozen at this moment.

After all, the woman passed away quietly.

The woman died after only feeding him a sip of milk.

This baby, which is older than ordinary people's one-year-old children, just lay quietly in the mother's arms.

The room suddenly fell into a silent silence, and a needle could be heard.

It was as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Then, he stretched out his chubby and cute little hand, and patted the beautiful face of his dead mother, whether intentionally or not.

Like a naughty son teasing his sleeping mother, the picture is very beautiful, graceful and extremely freehand.

The moment when his little hand stroked his mother's face.

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice also appeared directly in his consciousness as if it was a picture emanating from the depths of his soul and unfolding.

Strange because he had never heard such a voice before.

Familiar because he knew what the voice represented.

The omnipotent system!

[It is detected that the power of faith is coming here, and the system of fighting for hegemony is officially activated! 】

[Start the administrator interface——]

[System administrator: Zhao Tianyin. 】

[Administrator permissions: original. 】

[Application menu: Primitive biotransformation mode.

(This application can achieve the effect of fusion and evolution with itself by transforming the genes or characteristics of other creatures. Each transformation requires a corresponding amount of faith.

For example, to transform the biological attributes of a worker ant, at least 1 point of faith needs to be consumed.

And to transform the biological attribute of an insect that feeds on ants, it needs to consume at least 10 faith points.

Transforming a bird that feeds on insects requires at least 100 Faith points.

and so on. )]

[Battle power level: infancy. 】

[Root bone physique: the appearance of heaven and man, the appearance of a fairy; natural fragrant muscles and jade bones, extremely yang and leak-free astral body. 】

[Endowment and comprehension: born with knowledge, gifted and intelligent, five senses are sensitive and extraordinary, and born with sixth and seventh senses. 】

[Shouyuan: 81 years old. 】

[Soul: The congenital yin spirit is perfect. 】

[Conclude a partner: None for now. 】

[Affiliated believers: Lan Zhong (old man in blue), Jiang Sanmei (stable woman). 】

[Affiliation: Dao Song. 】

[Item Props: None. 】

[Faith value: 20 points. 】

[Note: The belief value can increase the authority of the administrator. The higher the authority level, the richer and more powerful the unlocking function of the application menu. 】

[Privilege levels are divided into: original, primary, intermediate, advanced, developer, and ultimate developer. 】

[When you reach the level of developer, you can use the empowerment and blessing of the system, based on all the known rules of the universe and the attributes of all things, to freely create and apply functions in DIY. 】

[And if you become the ultimate developer, it means that the gods and gods of the heavens are just playthings in your hands, and the laws of the road are also tools that you can deconstruct and reorganize at will. 】

In addition to the natural growth cycle of the biological basis, the combat power has another 36 levels, that is, 36 levels, after breaking through the shackles of nature.

The first layer is the lowest, and the No. 30 sixth layer of Da Luotian is the supreme realm, which is equivalent to the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

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