Various ceremonial guards preceded the way.

On both sides were the Zhenwu Si and the city patrol guards, preventing the spectators from approaching. Chu Zhiyuan and Cheng Miaozhen walked side by side.

Gao Lingfeng, Gao Jiuqu and the two great masters walked in the back row. Others followed.

Both sides of the avenue were very lively, and among the crowd watching the excitement there were many masters of the Zhenwu Division, their eyes like eagles, ready to take action at any time.

Chu Zhiyuan and Cheng Miaozhen hardly spoke.

Chu Zhiyuan felt her coldness and alienation, and knew that she was unwilling to go this time. She didn't want to come, and she must have been forced to do so.

He was quite sympathetic and felt the same, so he didn't come forward to avoid making things difficult for each other. It was best to keep this cold and distant attitude.

The two came to Dazhen Pavilion in Sifang Pavilion, and Chu Zhiyuan said goodbye and left.

As soon as he walked out of the Dazhen Embassy, ​​Gao Jiuqu's voice came from behind: "Master Zuo Shilang, please stay."

Chu Zhiyuan turned around and looked at Gao Jiuqu with a smile.

Gao Jiuqu stepped forward and clasped his fists: "I'm asking Gao Jiuqu of Tianya. I heard that Mr. Zuo Shilang is the first prince of Dajing. I would like to ask the prince for advice."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Gao Jiuqu with a smile: "Mr. Gao is a true disciple of Wentianya, right?" "Exactly."

"Is it because of Brother Cheng?" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Brother Cheng promised at the beginning that there would be senior brothers from Wentianya who would help us find our place."

Gao Jiuqu clasped his fists and smiled: "Junior Brother Cheng is young and energetic, and he takes victory and defeat too seriously." Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "Mr. Gao, don't you take it too seriously?"

Gaojiu Channel: "If it is not about life and death, winning or losing is not that important. Finding the weaknesses of your own martial arts through winning or losing is the most important thing."

Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Mr. Gao's cultivation has reached the level of a master, right? I am only the eighth level of a master, and I am still two levels short of it. If you fight me, it will be difficult to gain anything."

"I know that the prince's flying sword is amazing. It's our sect's Questioning Heart Sword Technique, right?" "Questioning Heart Sword Technique?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled. Two white lights flew out of his sleeves, turned a corner, and stopped at the top of his head. One foot above your head, floating quietly.

Gao Jiuqu is gentle and gentle, but his appearance is that of a fierce tiger.

The tiger sat one meter above his head, sitting majestically, giving off the aura of the king of beasts.

Chu Zhiyuan knew that his gentleness was just a matter of appearance and a temperament cultivated by his acquired environment.

His true nature is fierce, domineering and arrogant. Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Is this the Heart-Asking Sword Technique?"

Gao Jiuqu looked at the two flying knives in surprise and felt the cold air coming from the flying knives.

Even though they were five meters apart, the tip of the flying knife seemed to be touching the center of his eyebrows. The cold air penetrated into his bones, his whole body became tense involuntarily, and his breathing became rapid.

Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Brother Cheng, didn't you tell Mr. Gao that there is no sense of achievement in sparring with me? I often only use one move, either defeat or victory, which is of no benefit."

After he said that, the flying knife suddenly turned into three white lights and shot towards Gao Jiuqu. Gao Jiuqu quickly drew his sword to meet them.

The three flying knives suddenly turned in the air, avoided the sword light nimbly, found a gap, and landed on Gao Jiuqu's forehead and body.

One handle is placed between the eyebrows, one handle is placed at the heart, and one handle is placed at the Dantian. These three positions are all critical.

The bottom one can destroy his cultivation, the middle one can hurt his life, and the top one can kill him instantly and there is no way to save him.

Gao Jiuqu's movements stopped, and the long sword stopped in mid-air, the sword body shrouded in a hazy brilliance.

The sword is well-proportioned and fine, showing the depth and exquisiteness of his cultivation and his solid foundation. Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "How?"

The three flying knives flew back to his head, suspended in mid-air like three flying birds overlooking Gaojiu Canal.

Gao Jiuqu's face was stiff and he reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth: "What a powerful flying knife!" "Is this the Heart-Asking Sword Technique?" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Gao Jiuqu shook his head.

The Questioning Heart Sword Technique is a flying knife, a hidden weapon. Chu Zhiyuan's flying knife has transcended the category of flying knives.

Similar to the legendary sword.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "This is the sword control technique. Mr. Gao, please take your leave first." Gao Jiuqu was silent for a moment and then said: "The prince's sword skills are said to be outstanding." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "My sword skills Well...it's really good. Do you want to compete in swordsmanship again?" "It would be great if you can learn from me." Gao Jiuqu said hurriedly.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I have something to do today, so I can't delay it any longer. Let's just leave it at that. Let's discuss it another day."

"...Okay." Gao Jiuqu couldn't force it, and said with cupped fists: "Then I will learn from the prince another day."

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists, turned and left with a smile. He felt bored.

As a martial arts prodigy, Gao Jiuqu asked about Tianya's true heritage. The same master, Perfection, was naturally far better than the grandmasters of other sects.

If he is so vulnerable, other masters may be even less able to achieve perfection.

For me, the real challenge is the Grandmaster, not the Grandmaster anymore. For a moment, I felt quite lonely. I originally thought that Gao Jiuqu could give me some surprises.

It's a pity that he is still vulnerable. Let's look at his sword skills.

The swordsmanship passed down from the Baiyun Sword Monument in my mind has now been almost sorted out. The huge library of swordsmanship is finally being sorted out and classified.

This is not easy.

If he hadn't fused the Miao Ling Bead, which allowed him to disperse countless thoughts, and the Tian Yuan Jue, which could replenish his mental power at all times, it would probably take him half a lifetime to sort out these sword techniques.

It's too complicated and vast.

It can be called a comprehensive collection of swordsmanship throughout the ages.

He felt that it was not just the swordsmanship of this world, but the swordsmanship of many worlds.

Each world has its own martial arts style, movement habits, and even thinking habits.

This resulted in some swordsmanship being bizarre and contrary to common sense. It was not that the swordsmanship was wrong, but that the method of activation was different and the opponents were different.

If Gao Jiuqu really practiced Wentianji Jue, his swordsmanship should be different. Maybe he could give himself a surprise.

Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled.

Compare the situation with Cheng Tianfeng back then, and look at the current situation with Gao Jiuqu.

My state of mind has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Previously, I was walking on thin ice, fearing that I would fail and be embarrassed if I didn't cultivate enough.

Now he is looking down from a high position, looking for a little excitement.

He immediately reminded himself not to be proud, stay humble, see the strengths of others, and keep improving himself.

He was not yet a great master, not to mention that he was still far away from eternal life. He returned to the palace, sat on the bed in Tingtao Courtyard and started to run the Glazed Sword Sutra.

The momentum around him suddenly changed, like a magic sword unsheathed, trying to cut through the sky.

The sword intent soaring to the sky made Zou Fang have no choice but to exit the house. Staying in the house only made her head hurt and she was about to faint.

Chu Zhiyuan's sword intent became more and more powerful, and when two flying birds passed by in the sky, they suddenly fell straight down.

A figure flew up in mid-air and picked up the two birds lightly. It was a young guard from Tingtao Academy.

He lowered his head and looked at the two flying birds in his hands. They were dead and there were no wounds on the bird's body.

He looked at Chu Zhiyuan's room in shock and felt the sharp sword intent, as if a knife was stabbing his forehead. He quickly stepped back and returned to his original position.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't stop practicing in the spirit transformation realm until lunch.

Chu Yi came over curiously and asked: "Brother, are the eighteenth princess really so beautiful?"

Li Suyue also looked over curiously.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "You are indeed pretty in appearance." "How do you compare to Sister Xiao?"

"It's only half a catty." "So beautiful?!" Chu Yi was surprised.

Bai Ningshuang also looked over, opened her mouth and then closed it. Chu Zhiyuan said: "Mom, what can't you say?" "Do you know the purpose of the eighteenth princess?" "I don't know."
Chapter completed!