"Congratulations to the Crown Prince for successfully condensing the cyclone and breaking through to the next level."
Seeing Yan Wulu open his eyes, Tie Mian beside him immediately felt that Yan Wulu's aura was different from before, becoming deeper and gentler.
Yan Wulu returned to his senses and looked at Tie Mian who was saluting him respectfully.
"There is no one around now, so you don't have to be so reserved. Just get along as friends." Yan Wulu chuckled and said lightly.
"Your Majesty is so kind to me that I dare not make any mistakes."
Seeing that Tie Mian was so persistent, Yan Wulu stopped insisting.
Yan Wulu stood up, he couldn't help but be curious about the progress of his martial arts practice...
Logically speaking, Yan Wulu possesses the [Heavenly Spiritual Root] with a 100% degree of integration, the [Supreme Water Bone], and the guidance of three top masters. The rest of the elixir resources are also the best. There is even Jiang.
Yue Ling's Taiyin Constitution Assistance.
At this level, Yan Wulu's cultivation speed is definitely not slow, but he is still a little curious about which level he is...
"Iron Face."
Yan Wulu turned to look at the guard Tiemian, "...how long did it take you to gather your inner energy and become a warrior?"
Tie Mian held his hand and was about to answer, "My subordinate already condensed cyclones when he was five years old and became a qualified warrior in the literal sense."
But Tie Mian thought about it and changed his explanation -
"I am ashamed of myself. I practiced for more than three years before I successfully entered the ranks of advanced warriors."
Just as he said that, Tie Mian was still a little worried about the other party. After all, a warrior who had been in the rank for three years was considered to be extremely talented...
Therefore, Tie Mian continued to add: "...Moreover, my subordinates were originally focused on the cultivation of internal power. They didn't know anything about martial arts or sword moves. They are not as comprehensive as the prince is now."
"Oh oh oh..."
Yan Wulu responded after hearing this, "...I heard from other martial arts masters that many martial artists need to spend as little as three or four years, as many as five or six years, or even ten years if they want to condense the internal energy cyclone."
"...It seems that you, Tiemian, are a very talented warrior."
Tie Mian bowed again, "Far from being as good as the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince is a genius in the martial arts."
"It's mostly just resource support." Yan Wulu said modestly.
But he had no intention of continuing to discuss this topic with Tie Mian.
Come to think of it, I was able to condense the inner energy cyclone within half a month, which is worthy of the blessing of so many rare objects.
but……
Yan Wulu took a look at Tie Mian beside him. He did not expect that Ye Changtian was really handy as his bodyguard.
Hmm, not stealing the limelight at all...
It doesn't fit in with his style of being the son of destiny and the protagonist's halo.
Thinking of this, Yan Wulu seemed to suddenly understand something. He quickly checked the functions of his "Destiny Halo" in his mind and found one of them——
It can suppress the "protagonist halo" whose luck value is lower than the host's destiny value to a certain extent.
Yan Wulu suddenly realized something.
If this is the case, does it mean that as long as one's destiny value reaches a certain amount, which is enough to suppress five children of destiny at the same time, will it be considered that the task of the will of the world has been completed in disguise?
Protect the world and save the common people! (Yan Wulu’s inner cute version of the villain raises his hands in a Superman pose...)
Tie Mian on the side saw his eldest son suddenly in an inexplicable daze, and couldn't help asking -
"Your Majesty, are you thinking about something?"
"Ah?" Yan Wulu reacted, "It's okay, it's okay. My martial arts training task today has been overfulfilled, so let's end it early. You've worked hard too, go back and rest."
"Iron face..."
Tie Mian was a little hesitant, but after thinking for a while, he still said firmly: "... Tie Mian escorted the Crown Prince back to his dormitory."
Yan Wulu glanced at Tie Mian, feeling speechless...
This guy wouldn't always stay outside Jiang Yueling's dormitory every time he entered it, right?
Sure enough, he... must have a hobby of tauren!
It's really...indescribable.
"It's up to you." Yan Wulu replied with a cold face, then turned towards his dormitory.
…
The imperial capital of Daqian—Jinling.
The night has arrived.
Inside the majestic and gorgeous palace, the lights are brightly lit, and the golden glazed tiles reflect the light, making the entire palace seem to be made of gold.
In the long corridor, the chamberlains tremblingly carried a large bundle of memorials and walked towards the study room.
The world is finally settled and the world is at peace.
But His Majesty the Emperor's body is already overstretched due to old age...
But even so, Emperor Daqian still could not stop this seemingly endless review of memorials.
When the enemies in the Central Plains were eliminated one after another, the former heroes became the new enemies.
Outside the court and the public, there are three kings with different surnames, each holding heavy troops, located on the border of the dynasty.
Within the government and the public, there are many factions of capable ministers under his command. Which of his many princes is not coveting the position of prince?
"Cough cough cough..."
Wearing a gorgeously patterned dragon robe, it could not conceal the vicissitudes of life of the old emperor.
On the face covered with dense wrinkles and fine lines, the former brilliance is completely gone, and there is only a calm and calm look in the eyes, which vaguely reveals the style of a generation of heroes.
The old emperor's cough caused the princes and princes who had been following him for many years to immediately come forward and caress his back.
"Your Majesty, it's already very late. Why don't you take a rest first?" the prince said caringly.
The old emperor didn't say anything, he just tucked the golden dragon robe coat around his shoulders inwards.
The prince knew it well, so he stopped talking and stood aside.
Candlelight flickers.
The spy with the secret door reports.
As an intelligence agency directly under the emperor, the Secret Door has huge power both inside and outside the court. Its subordinates are divided into six divisions, each performing their own duties: arresting and supervising, espionage and assassination, and espionage and rebellion.
The prince saw the man in black suddenly appearing at the secret door, bowed slightly to the emperor, and led the servants inside and outside the study room to retreat.
"Report to Your Majesty."
The secret door spy opened his mouth and said: "... Yan Wulu, the crown prince of the North Zhenbei King of the North, has begun to practice martial arts after being assassinated. The Zhenbei King searched for rare treasures to help him practice."
"Yes." The emperor responded calmly. "...just learn from it. Yan Dong is a vassal king who started his career by martial arts. If his son claims not to be martial, I will be afraid of him."
"On the coast of the East China Sea, the gathering of beasts were suddenly attacked by two strong men. The beasts suffered heavy casualties. The envoys we sent to contact and cooperate with them also died in this attack."
"oh?"
The emperor raised his head from the memorial in front of him and looked at the people in the hall, "...it's strange that a herd of beasts of that size can be destroyed in an instant?"
The secret agent had no way to answer for a moment, this was the news he got.
"Do you know who did it?"
"Your Majesty, my subordinates are not doing their best. We have only received news so far. One of these two mysterious strong men wields a sword and the other wields a spear. With just the power of the two of them, they turned the entire coast of the East China Sea upside down. As for the rest of the information, characteristics