"Fourth Prince, before I had time to look for you, you actually sent someone to find me!"

Chu Jingtian held the token found from Bai An in his hand.

Mr. Qin and Wang Chong did not know each other, but Chu Jingtian recognized it. This token was the waist badge of Zhang Ruochen of the Yunwu Dynasty. The sword of life and death Bai An brought out with his waist badge must be related to Zhang Ruochen.

"I won't come to trouble you again until I take care of Dayan's affairs. I'll write down this account first!" Chu Jingtian put away his badge.

If it weren't for his lack of strength, he would have wished to kill himself and go to the Yunwu Dynasty to take off Zhang Ruochen's head.

After all, Zhang Ruochen is the prince of a country, how could he not have strong people around him?

Chu Jingtian sighed secretly.

Although he has now reached the level of a Taoist master and has perfected his inner strength, he still does not have the absolute confidence to break into the forbidden area of ​​a country's palace and take away the head of a prince.

The appearance of Bai An, the sword of life and death, made the Qin family's attitude towards him even higher.

Wang Chong went into seclusion directly, obviously he also understood something from Chu Jingtian's "I am the only one who respects power".

On the day he returned to Beiliang Prince's Mansion, the Great Elder came to find him.

"Where have you been these past few days?" asked the elder. "Chen Beiwang has come to the palace seven or eight times, but has not seen you. He is very disappointed with you."

"I had something happen while I was out. Do I need to report it to you?" Chu Jingtian frowned slightly.

He had indeed heard that after his father found out that he had recovered his cultivation, he asked someone to find Chen Beiwang, the head of the Imperial Palace Guards, to teach him. But he happened to be in Qiannan City at that time, so naturally Chen Beiwang could not find him when he came to the palace.

This Chen Beiwang is a well-known swordsman among the imperial guards. It is very difficult for ordinary people to learn a single move in front of him, but Chu Jingtian let him go several times.

"Chen Beiwang's sword power has reached the point where he can freely retract and release it. He is one of the top ten instructors of the White Tiger Guards Corps. Having him teach you how to practice swordsmanship is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes! You have actually been away from the house for half a month. It's simply unbelievable.

You're kidding!" the great elder yelled angrily.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave!" Chu Jingtian looked at him calmly.

"You... are simply too mud to hold up the wall!" the great elder was furious.

Although he was the great elder of the palace, he did not have the skills and abilities of Chu Ao, the king of Northern Liang. He originally wanted Chu Jingtian to practice swordsmanship with Chen Beiwang, but Chu Wushuang also took the opportunity to steal from him.

He was confident that Chu Wushuang's talent surpassed that of Chu Jingtian, and he might even be favored by Chen Beiwang and accepted as a closed disciple. But who knew that Chu Jingtian was not in the palace, which directly ruined his plan.

Chu Jingtian snorted coldly and prepared to leave.

At this time, a middle-aged Confucian scholar came from outside. His face was plain, but he gave people a sense of oppression. He stood in front of Chu Jingtian, looked at him quietly, and then said: "Are you Chu Jingtian?"

"It's me!" Chu Jingtian raised his head and glanced at him with a half-smile.

In his previous life, he had not yet risen, so there were naturally no such twists and turns.

Chen Beiwang eventually became Chu Wushuang's swordsmanship teacher, and even humiliated him at the annual meeting of the palace.

Chen Beiwang frowned slightly. He was very dissatisfied with Chu Jingtian's attitude towards him. If Chu Ao hadn't been dealing with it, he thought he would turn around and leave. But this did not mean that he could put down his grudge. He secretly said:

'This kid has no respect for his elders. He doesn't take me seriously at all. He will find an excuse later and tell King Beiliang that this kid is too talented and I can't teach him!'

Thinking of this, he said: "Chu Jingtian, I am the kendo teacher invited by the King of Beiliang to teach you. But there are three things about me that I don't teach!"

"First, I don't teach people with dull qualifications!"

"Second, I don't teach people who have no respect for their elders!"

"Third, I don't teach dandies!"

"Chu Jingtian, I will show you a sword. As long as you can learn 30% of it, I will accept you as my disciple. If you can't learn it, it proves that you have no talent for swordsmanship and are not worthy of me to teach you!"

Chu Jingtian raised his brows and looked at Chen Beiwang as he looked at a fool.

It seems that I am not crying and begging for the other person to teach me, right? Where does this guy get his confidence?

But at this moment, Chen Beiwang just wanted to quickly reject Chu Jingtian's request to become a disciple, and he had already begun to practice. He took a step forward, and his whole body was like a long sword piercing the sky, exuding the aura of stormy waves.

His sword power was the same as Wang Chong's, but it was even more sharp. When this momentum reached its peak, he slashed suddenly, and his sword power was as powerful as shaking the sky. It was simply unstoppable.

This momentum comes and goes quickly.

Even before the great elder on the side could sense it clearly, Chen Beiwang had already sheathed his sword and looked at Chu Jingtian.

"Come and try and practice my previous sword attack again!"

"Are you okay? When did I say I wanted to learn swordsmanship from you?" Chu Jingtian glanced at him.

"Okay, this is what you said! I don't want to teach you anyway!" Chen Beiwang laughed angrily and sneered: "Don't regret it then!"

Chen Beiwang's heart was filled with anger.

The people in the Yan Dynasty who begged him to learn swordsmanship were like the Qing of the River. When he was in a good mood, he would only teach the other party a few moves. But even so, the other party was extremely grateful.

But Chu Jingtian is so good that he didn’t even think about learning it!

Although he didn't have to teach him, Chen Beiwang was still a little angry. This boy was so naughty that he simply didn't take him seriously!

"Teacher Chen, I also understood your sword earlier. I wonder if I can demonstrate it in front of you?"

At this time, a cold voice came, and Chu Wushuang was seen slowly walking out of the courtyard.

He was well-dressed and clearly prepared. He came to Chen Beiwang and bowed respectfully. It was a great gift!

"Okay, you can practice some." Chen Beiwang nodded.

Regardless of whether this young man has qualifications or not, his respectful attitude towards him makes him very satisfied, and he has surpassed Chu Jingtian seven or eight times!

There was a trace of joy in Chu Wu's eyes, and he immediately started practicing. He swayed, his breath was like a sword, and it was actually three-thirds similar to Chen Beiwang's previous sword posture.

"drink!"

With his momentum moving, Chu Wushuang raised his sword and slashed.

He just heard a squeaking sound, and he cut a sword mark of about ten feet on the ground, and the brocade flower bed was divided into two sections by his sword.

"This sword is already four times as powerful as Wang Chong! No wonder he was able to make Chen Bei look sideways in his previous life. It turns out that he himself has a unique talent in swordsmanship!" Chu Jingtian's heart moved secretly.

Wang Chong studied swordsmanship for fifty years before he achieved such an achievement.

But Chu Wushuang was only sixteen or seventeen years old. Comparing the two, it was obvious who was more talented.

After the great elder saw this sword, he looked at Chen Beiwang expectantly, wondering how he would evaluate this move.

"good!"

Chen Beiwang was also slightly startled, then nodded heavily and said:

"Chu Wushuang, I have heard of your name a long time ago. They said that you are the number one genius in the Northern Liang Palace. Now that I see you, you are indeed well-deserved. I am the instructor of the White Tiger Imperial Guard, and you also belong to the White Tiger Regiment."

"Starting from today, you can learn swordsmanship from me! You are so young and have such a profound command of the sword. Your strength will definitely be better than mine in the future!"

"Thank you, Coach Chen!" Chu Wushuang was overjoyed and thanked him quickly.

While he saluted, he secretly looked at Chu Jingtian, his eyes full of pride.

The great elder was also full of excitement and his smile was like a chrysanthemum.

To know.

This Chen Beiwang was the swordsman that King Beiliang had spent a lot of effort to recruit. But in the end, Chu Jingtian failed to become his master, but Chu Wushuang took the lead. How could he and his son not be happy about this?

But when he looked at it, he was slightly disappointed.

Chu Jingtian's face was dull, and he seemed not to take this matter to heart at all, but walked back to his yard with his hands behind his back.

"Huh, still holding on!"

"Chu Jingtian, the gap between you and me will become wider and wider!"

"Although you have a backer with Zijin Pavilion, it is an external force after all. In this world, the strong are respected, and those without strength will only rely on everyone to run away."

"In three months, I will let you know the real gap between you and me!"

…

Except for this small episode, Chu Jingtian spent the next few days practicing in seclusion.

With the support of Zijin Pavilion's continuous elixirs, he has firmly entered the master's level of internal energy cultivation and has become a double master of internal energy and Taoism.

Not long after he broke through, he was approached by Chu Yao, saying that the King of Northern Liang had something to do with him.

"Chu Jingtian, you are in big trouble!"

"What did I do again?" Chu Jingtian looked helpless.

"King Beiliang found Chen Beiwang for you to teach you how to practice swordsmanship. You actually made him angry and ran away, and now Chu Wushuang has picked up the slack. Now everyone inside and outside the palace calls you an idiot..."

Chu Yao looked angry. "The King of Beiliang comes to you this time, and he must scold you!"

Sure enough, when Chu Jingtian went out, many people in the palace were talking about this matter.

Most of the looks he looked at Chu Jingtian were mocking.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved! King Beiliang spent a lot of time trying to find Chen Beiwang to teach him how to practice? But he actually let Chen Beiwang go seven or eight times!"

"Yes! He had just been able to practice and got rid of the name of waste. It was the time for him to practice hard and study hard. Chen Beiwang approached him, but he rejected him!" The person who spoke was full of annoyance and wished he could take his place.

"In the end, I still made a wedding dress for Brother Chu Wushuang! He keeps saying that he despises Brother Chu Wushuang, but he can only rely on outsiders as a backer."

Chu Yao stared at Chu Jingtian fiercely, looking at him with a look that said, "See how it ends."

Chu Jingtian raised his brows, and then took out a ring.

"Magical weapon?"

Chu Yao cried out.

This ring is the 'Ring of the Fire Spirit' that he retrieved from Yao Ziyue when he killed him. It can speed up the release of fire spells, which is very useful.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Chu Jingtian gently squeezed the 'Fire Spirit Ring' with his right hand and crushed it into powder.

"His treasure is mine!"

"In your eyes, Chen Beiwang is just like this magic weapon, rare and precious. But in my eyes, he is no different from trash. It is simply a joke to ask me to worship a trash as my teacher!"
Chapter completed!