May.

The third month of spring.

The great commercial capital is calm and peaceful.

There have been several spring rains, but the weather is still cold.

Spring rain turns into freezing rain, and the changeable weather is very uncomfortable.

Over the past month, Li Ziye has become the busiest person in the capital.

Either he was practicing swordsmanship with the disciples of the Confucian sect, or he was learning kung fu with Feng Manlou, or he was practicing hard in the inner courtyard by himself, so busy that he wished he could become three in one person.

As for the grudge with the eldest prince, Li Ziye seemed to have forgotten about it, didn't even mention it, and didn't take any action.

No one knew what Li Ziye was thinking. Even the Confucian leader was very surprised at the Li family boy's behavior of being so law-abiding.

As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there must be a monster.

Li Ziye's calmness made many people fearful.

drink!

North Courtyard of Taixue Palace.

The sixty-three Confucian disciples moved the sword, each move was like flowing clouds and flowing water. There were sixty-three changes, and each level was so tacit and seamless.

The Confucian sect, with all its strength, sent sixty-three of its most elite disciples to evolve the seventh form of the Flying Immortal Technique day after day. In more than a month, it first showed great success.

The thousand-year-old Confucian sect has shown an astonishing foundation. It has gathered sixty-three swordsmanship masters of similar strength and incomparable understanding at once. Apart from the Confucian sect, no other sect can do this.

For a month, Li Ziye followed sixty-three Confucian disciples to practice the Flying Immortal Technique every day, and finally began to gain enlightenment.

There were sixty-three changes. Li Ziye had only learned the first three in the previous half year. Now, in just one month, he had made rapid progress and had a glimpse of the first twenty changes.

Of course, Li Ziye's progress was not only due to the help of Confucian disciples, but also Feng Manlou's guidance.

Flying Immortal Technique, the most important thing is physical skills and speed.

And Feng Manlou is one of the strongest people in the world who knows the most about speed.

As far as the understanding of speed is concerned, even the great cultivators of the Five Realms are slightly inferior to Feng Manlou.

This is the reason why Fengmanlou is at the top of the four realms, but can rival the five realms.

Brother Li!

In the North Campus, when the morning class was about to end, Bai Wangyu looked at the young man aside and reminded him.

Li Ziye understood this in his heart, shook the sword in his hand, looked at the sixty-three Confucian disciples in front of him, cupped his fists and saluted, and said, please give me advice.

please!

Sixty-three Confucian disciples returned the courtesy, standing in different directions, and their cultivation was raised to the limit.

The sixty-three people are all around the third level of cultivation, and their strength is less than half a level. When the sixty-three people join forces, the aura of great righteousness surges, and the aura is astonishing.

The next moment.

Li Zi moves at night.

Swing your sword and rush into the sword formation.

Sixty-three people then formed a formation, transforming their swordsmanship into a sword formation. The swords were shining brightly and dazzlingly.

There are sixty-three levels of transformation, each person evolves one level, turning complexity into simplicity, and showing his sharp edge for the first time.

Li Ziye entered the sword formation and personally experienced the subtleties of each change in Feixian Jue. He responded to the sword formation with his sword skills and confirmed each other.

Bang!

Just when Li Ziye reached the 20th level of transformation, he clearly felt that his strength was weak and his sword power became unstable.

The Holy Fight!

At the critical moment, Li Ziye forcibly raised his true energy, charged back the divine treasure, broke through the limit, raised the storm with his sword, and knocked back three Confucian disciples with three consecutive swords.

Keng!

The sword edge hit the ground, and Li Ziye staggered, unable to move another step.

Twenty-three changes, the true energy was completely drained, and the seventh form of Feixian Jue consumed the true energy at a shocking rate.

Level 23.

Outside the sword formation, Bai Wangyu looked slightly condensed when he saw this scene.

Is this already Brother Li's limit now?

The strength of the infuriating energy is obviously not enough.

Thanks for the advice.

After a few breaths, Li Ziye forcibly stabilized his body, bowed politely to the Confucian disciples in front of him, and expressed his gratitude.

Sixty-three Confucian disciples returned the greeting and left one after another.

Lao Bai, I'm leaving too.

After the morning class, Li Ziye said goodbye to Little Red Riding Hood and left in a hurry without saying anything else.

Brother Li, what are you doing in such a hurry? From behind, Bai Wangyu asked in confusion.

Went to a venue and made an appointment.

Li Ziye said something and ran out of Taixue Palace.

Too academic.

The carriage is already waiting.

Li Ziye got into the carriage and left quickly.

The Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Mu Bai stood quietly in the courtyard, waiting for someone to arrive.

It didn't take long.

The servant came to report and said respectfully, "Your Highness, Mr. Li, please see me."

Please.

Mu Bai said.

yes!

The servant accepted the order and left quickly.

Not long after.

Li Zi entered the house at night, bowed politely and said, Your Highness.

Brother Li, there is no need to be polite, come with me.

Mu Bai said something, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

Li Ziye followed suit and walked together to the backyard of the palace.

backyard.

In a very quiet room.

Mu Bai and Li Ziye walked in.

There was no one around.

Your Highness, what did you find?

Li Ziye looked at the fourth prince in front of him and asked anxiously.

Not yet.

Mu Bai shook his head and said, "However, as Brother Li expected, there is something unusual about Brother Li."

What's abnormal? Li Ziye said in a condensed voice.

The eldest emperor's leg disease is about to be cured. Mu Bai replied.

What?

Li Ziye looked shocked when he heard this. Was he really deceived?

My father told me.

Mu Bai said calmly that the eldest emperor's brother's leg disease would be cured soon, and his father had promised that once the eldest emperor's brother's leg disease could be cured, he and King Jiuyou would lead the troops north together.

Military merit!

Li Ziye's expression darkened and he said.

Um.

Mu Bai nodded and said, the Mobei Eight Tribes are about to move south. This matter is no longer a secret. As long as the eldest brother can help King Jiuyou and Zhongwu block the offensive of the Mobei Eight Tribes, it will be a great achievement.
To be continued...