Yan Wulu felt that he was extremely tired now, as if a lot of things had happened and he had met a lot of people in this day.
He originally wanted to just wash up and tidy up and rest, but after thinking about it, he decided to practice "Blue Sea Tide Sword Jue" for a while longer.
At the school martial arts field of Yan Mansion, Yan Wulu searched through the induction ring.
I originally wanted to look for the copy scroll of "Blue Sea Tide Sword Jue" left to me by Master Jun Xing, but I accidentally sensed another particularly familiar golden scroll.
Take out the file.
There are three large characters in regular script on it - "Qiankun Jue".
The entire file was exuding a faint golden light, floating in Yan Wulu's hand out of thin air.
This is a performance effect that can only be achieved by the original dossier that is at least above the Earth level.
When Yan Wulu saw this, he understood instantly and chuckled. He felt that his father was too trusting of him.
"He actually secretly put our Yan family's ancestral secret method, the Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique "Qiankun Jue", into my Najie."
"...and it is the most precious original dossier. I am not afraid of it being taken away by others."
Having said that.
But in Yan Wulu's heart, a silent warmth surged up because Yan Dong cared so much about him.
He suddenly thought that although Yan Dong often behaved in a friendly and informal manner when dealing with him, he had always been a presence that made people around him fearful as a tiger and stay away from him in places where Yan Wulu could not see him.
Such a character, such a character...
Yan Dong is clearly supposed to be a tough "strict father".
However, perhaps it is because of the early death of Princess Zhenbei...
Even though Yan Dong never said it explicitly, deep down in his heart, he was always worried that he didn't care enough for Yan Wulu.
He hopes that his child, Yan Wulu, can feel as much love as any other pair of parents in a family.
Therefore, Yan Dong, the King of Zhenbei, who acted domineeringly and coldly, would act like a doting father and be infinitely tolerant in everything he did to Yan Wulu.
However, whether he is a "strict father" or a "loving father", Yan Dong always thinks about Yan Wulu.
Maybe all fathers in the world are like this.
They are not good at expressing themselves, but they always silently put things they think their children will need into their luggage before they leave.
When Yan Wulu thought about this, the corners of his eyes became inexplicably moist.
He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and remembered what Yan Dong had said to him when he was a child, "A man should not shed tears easily" and warned himself that as a man of the Yan family, he should be perseverant, intellectual, wise and brave...
In an instant, Yan Wulu was suddenly stunned...
How could he... remember these things?
And it is so clear, as if it is vividly remembered.
My mind felt a little dizzy for a while.
Yan Wulu shook his head slightly to stay awake.
"Forget it, let's take a look at the "Qiankun Jue" given by my father first."
Yan Wulu remembered that Yan Dong said at the beginning that he would wait until he reached the fifth level of warrior before practicing this technique.
But now it was suddenly handed over to him secretly. Yan Dong must have felt that he already had the talent and ability to practice in advance.
Yan Wulu thought in his mind, and at the same time slowly opened the file in his hand...
A dazzling golden light flashed.
In an instant, as if a mountain collapsed and the earth cracked, the Hongmeng began to open, and countless, a large amount of information about the techniques filled Yan Wulu's mind in an instant...
"No wonder, my father... my father wants... to let me learn after I become a fifth-level warrior."
Yan Wulu was stuttering and struggling to speak. He covered his head with one hand and felt as if his head was going to explode. "...The amount of information in "Qiankun Jue" is far greater than "Blue Sea Tide Sword Jue". Moreover,
It all came in, and there was a... full of fierceness, profound and bizarre feeling."
"... You must know that this is still under the condition that you have a 100% integrated [Sky Spiritual Root] and a water-type [Soul-Capturing Bone]."
Yan Wulu thought in his mind and couldn't help but close the golden file with great effort.
He took a long breath, closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them.
The left and right hands began to change their movements.
Based on the information just grasped in my mind, I began to follow what was said above, "Feel the sky above, feel the earth below, absorb the hard and pure power of the sun and lunar yin, and turn it into the inner power of your body."
In a daze, these two powerful forces of heaven and earth and stars, which were originally extremely far away from Yan Wulu...
It seemed that he appeared in front of Yan Wulu in an instant.
In Yan Wulu's left and right hands, the power of the red-gold sun and the power of the azure-gold lunar surface emerged, each in a spherical shape, like the sun and the moon.
If Yan Dong were here, I'm afraid his jaw would drop for a moment——
The two forces of heaven, earth and stars, the lunar and the sun, are extremely powerful, but also extremely difficult to touch and feel.
The ancestors of the Yan family who can practice this method are already talented people, but the vast majority of them can only barely sense it, and there are signs like twinkling stars on their left and right hands.
Even an outstanding practitioner like Yan Dong can only barely manifest two round empty shell spheres, which are not as dazzling and full of energy as Yan Wulu's hands...
Even with the blessings of [Heavenly Spirit Root] and [Soul Capturing Bone], it shouldn't be so fast.
Simply unbelievable.
It's as if this book "Qian Kun Jue" was born to be created for Yan Wulu.
There is really a perfect fit between the two.
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Early night.
The residence of the Prince of Jin.
The light of lanterns and candles made the Jin Palace look quite luxurious and spacious.
The Fourteenth Prince Zhao Lingcheng, the "General King" who has devoted himself to the military for more than ten years, is currently wearing a prince's python robe and sitting in the palace behind the case.
His face looked puzzled, and he stretched out his right hand slightly, stroking his chin...
"His Royal Highness King Jin, what...are you doing?"
A woman in green clothes wearing a hat and a veil appeared. Her voice was very pleasant, as if it could cleanse people's hearts.
"It's Qingsi."
The Fourteenth Prince Zhao Lingcheng answered somewhat casually.
Qingsi is the counselor and staff he relies on most, and she advises him on many maneuvers and politics that Zhao Lingcheng is not good at.
Zhao Lingcheng does not have as many followers as the Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui, nor is he as full of vicious schemes as Zhao Lingrui.
Over the years, to be able to compete with them and not fall behind, the role of black hair is crucial.
"I followed your suggestion to please Prince Zhenbei, but the result..."
Zhao Lingcheng said, still seeming a little confused about the reason, "...the effect is very average,"
"Ah?" Qingsi's voice was also obviously confused. She did mention this yesterday.
However, Qingsi had no intention of letting Zhao Lingcheng take action personally. With Zhao Lingcheng's straightforward temperament as a sergeant... I couldn't imagine how he would please a powerful prince.
Qingsi had already prepared to visit Prince Zhenbei in person tomorrow and help the Fourteenth Prince Zhao Lingcheng gain his support, but... now she was suddenly told this.
"...Your Highness, may I ask, how did you go about trying to please me?"
After much thought, Qingsi decided to ask about the specific situation at that time.
"Stop him and give him money."
Zhao Lingcheng answered, he was a little confused, his face clearly said "Is there any other way to please him?"
Even though her face was covered by the bamboo hat and veil, she could clearly feel the stiffness of her black hair at this moment.
"His Royal Highness Prince Jin, you...stopped Prince Zhenbei directly at the corridor of the palace with a clear view, and then gave him money?"
Qingsi asked slightly eagerly.
After all, in public, the prince openly sent money to the feudal prince... If the court officials knew about this, I am afraid that the impeachment scandal in the Emperor Long case would be even higher.
"How could I be so stupid?"
The Fourteenth Prince Zhao Lingcheng said coldly, quite proudly.
Qingsi took a long breath...
But before Qingsi finished exhaling, the fourteenth prince Zhao Lingcheng continued: "...I stopped at the corner of the palace corridor. There is not an unobstructed view there."
Qingsi seemed to be frozen in place again.
After being speechless for a long time, Qingsi finally calmed down... Anyway, it wasn't just once or twice that King Jin was stupid in these aspects. She was used to it.
The bamboo hat veil shook slightly, Qingsi calmly said -
"Your Highness, Prince Zhenbei is not short of money, but you haven't directly hit the target where he needs it..."
"oh?"
The fourteenth prince Zhao Lingcheng was a little confused. He began to stroke his chin again and asked as if talking to himself -
"...But Yan Wulu doesn't seem to be short of women around him, right? From what I saw alone, it seems that there are already two peerless beauties."
"Your Highness, besides wealth and beauty, there are other things a person wants. Your Highness, think about it...what do you usually like?" Qingsi said in a persuasive manner.
In fact, she has been consciously cultivating Zhao Lingcheng to learn how to understand other people's thoughts. After all, in order to become a qualified prince, it is far from enough to be a "general king".
When the Fourteenth Prince Zhao Lingcheng heard this, he frowned slightly, and the hand he stroked his chin couldn't help but apply more force... It felt like it was about to smoke.
"Oh! I know it!"
Zhao Lingcheng suddenly realized it and said directly——
"...It's a fight!"
"...It's a competition!"
"...No man can refuse a competition! And fighting can increase the feelings between brothers!"
"Okay!" Zhao Lingcheng's confidence doubled and he stood up straight away, "...Tomorrow, I will take my favorite and most precious [two-edged tri-pointed halberd] to ask for advice on the martial arts of Prince Zhenbei! Here we go! When the time comes, we will definitely be able to get to know each other without fighting. Hahahaha."
After Zhao Lingcheng finished speaking, he laughed loudly, with a vague sense of pride on his hips.
Seeing this, Qingsi stood frozen on the spot. Under the veil of the bamboo hat, she seemed to be stunned.
...His Royal Highness, Prince Jin, is hopeless. Let’s reopen it.