On a cold night, the bright moon hangs high, and the incomplete moon scatters cold moonlight. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing, and this is difficult to complete in ancient times.

The most common scene is that the full moon is not often present and incomplete.

The moon is like life, and it is not perfect, perhaps the norm.

Under the cold moon, in front of the hall, the figure in plain clothes stood still, and the spells appeared all over the body, thousands of which were complicated and difficult to understand.

The secret technique of Qihuang, which was once famous in the primitive demon realm, made all the royal families of the hundreds of clans afraid of it, and joined forces to destroy the Qihuang clan and eliminate future troubles forever.

Today, the secret technique of Qihuang reappears, and endless spells permeate them, from virtual to solid, or from heaven, or from god, or from trolls, all kinds of changes, shocking.

The amazing power, strange and magical, fell leaves swept through the prince's mansion, and the spiritual energy rushed towards the hall frantically.

Falling leaves, spells fusion, dragons roar, terrifying sounds swaying, shaking the sky and the earth.

Around the Prince's Mansion, the light of the God-Forbidden Lighted up, blocking the sound waves and shaking, and did not alarm anyone.

The power of the heavenly dragon breaking the city is rare in the world. It does not rely on the power of the cultivator himself, but integrates the power of all things to the maximum extent. The spells are used as a guide, and the power of the divine is astonishing.

“Qihuang’s wisdom is really amazing.”

Ning Chen looked at the dragon, whose body was gathered by falling leaves and spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and showed his power of emotion. The human race was not as good as the hundreds of races in terms of body and lifespan. However, the human race's wisdom was beyond the reach of other races.

With the help of the power of heaven and earth, such great wisdom is indeed amazing.

Not far away, the white tiger lay bored on the stone steps, watching his master practice the art of Qihuang. Even if he couldn't understand it at all, he could still feel the terrifying power of the hundred-foot dragon.

"Your Highness is so awesome."

Next to the White Tiger, Shi Qing was sitting there, her beautiful big eyes were full of excitement and shouting.

"roar"

Baihu roared in dissatisfaction at the shocking movement of the woman beside him.

"Big tiger, be quieter."

On the side of the White Tiger Order, Xiao Hulu raised his fleshy little hand and hit the former, saying a little angry.

When Baihu heard this, he immediately fell silent and did not dare to make another sound.

In the courtyard, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became more and more intense, and the breath of a hundred-foot dragon continued to rise. A rare scene on earth has appeared again after tens of thousands of years.

"boom"

At this moment, the spell light suddenly collapsed around Ning Chen, the starlight dispersed, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The moment the spell collapsed, the dragon formed by falling leaves quickly dissipated, and the fallen leaves flew and fell like rain.

The out-of-control power spread rapidly. Not far away, Xiao Hulu and Shi Qing's expression changed, and her face showed a look of fear.

"roar!"

At the moment of crisis, Baihu roared lowly and stood in front of the two without hesitation.

Bang, after the aftermath, the white tiger was directly shaken out and fell on the rockery in the mansion.

As the rockery shattered, huge rocks fell down, splashing sand and dust.

In front, Ning Chen looked at the fallen leaves scattered between the sky and the earth, frowned slightly.

He was very careful about the power that was so difficult to control, but he didn't expect it to be out of control.

Under the gravel, the white tiger crawled out, shook off the dust on his body, and walked back to the little gourd as if nothing had happened.

"Thank you, big tiger."

Xiao Hulu reached out and patted Baihu's head with his little hand and said happily.

"Woooooo"

Baihu responded in a low voice, saying that it was okay.

On the side, Shi Qing looked at the communication between Xiao Hulu and Baihu, and showed an interesting smile on her face. There were strange things around His Highness. This was the first time she had seen a tiger with wings and a fairy medicine that could speak.

In front of the hall, Ning Chen thought for a long time, looked at the white tiger and the little gourd with big eyes not far away, smiled and said, "Is it okay?"

The little gourd rode his own gourd and landed on the former's shoulder, and said in a tender voice, "Immortal, did you use the magic technique just now?"

"no."

Ning Chen shook his head gently and said with a smile, "This is a power created by the human race to compete with hundreds of races and to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses. It is closer to formations and restrictions, and is essentially different from immortal arts."

"Whether that magic is powerful or it is powerful?" Xiao Hulu said curiously.

"Each one has its own strengths."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "Immortal art requires huge true energy as the base to exert its true power, while Qihuang's secret art requires the understanding and application of the original power of the world and all things. It is actually a way to borrow power."

"Oh, I don't understand." Xiao Hulu said simply.

"Oh"

Ning Chen chuckled and said, "These things are useless to you. You don't have to know that clearly. Go and play with Baihu, don't just leave the house."

"Um"

The little gourd nodded obediently and rode the gourd and flew down again.

"Your Highness."

Shiqing stood up and performed the ritual.

Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him and said softly, "Shiqing, I won't stay in the mansion for too long. Maybe I will leave again soon. Have you and Shiyu thought about the future arrangements?"

Shi Qing showed a confused look on her face, and she didn't understand what the former meant.

Seeing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and it seemed that Shiyu did not tell Shi Qing about his previous words.

"It's okay, it's getting late, so you can go down and rest first." Ning Chen calmed down and smiled.

"I'll leave."

Shiqing left with confusion. What did Your Highness mean just now?

In the backyard, Shi Qing walked back, and stopped in front of Shi Yu's room, then pushed the door open and entered.

In the room, Shi Yu was sewing new clothes in front of the candlelight. When she saw her sister pushing the door in, she spoke, "Why don't you go to rest if you're so late?"

“I just came back from the front yard.”

Shi Qing looked at the former and said softly, "Shi Yu, Your Highness said he was leaving soon. She also asked if we had made any plans for the future. What do you mean by Your Highness?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yu's hand sewing a new clothes trembled, and a fine needle was inserted into her fingers, and a touch of vermilion red color was dyed red.

"It's not interesting. Your Highness is kind-hearted. Maybe he just asked casually. I've asked me before, it's not a big deal, so I didn't tell you."

Shiyu suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and she covered her hurt fingers without leaving any trace, and said with a gentle expression, "It's not too early, go and rest quickly."

"oh"

Shi Qing felt relieved and turned around and walked towards her room.

The door was closed, Shi Yu put down the plain clothes in her hand, and the sleeves dyed red by blood were like a blood-colored rose embroidered, which was so beautiful that it was fascinating.

Your Highness mentioned this matter again. Did he really want them to leave?

She didn't know what Your Highness was going to do, but she knew very well that Your Highness's heart was not in the Demon Royal Family.

Your Highness wants them to leave, maybe he doesn’t want to implicate them.

But they really don't want to leave.

Shi Yu looked at the plain clothes in front of her, and a trace of tears appeared in her eyes. Perhaps, they had been in the Prince's Mansion for a short time.

In the front hall, Ning Chen focused on deducing the secret techniques of the Qihuang clan. He had a heart and no longer had the energy to think about other things.

Human resources are poor, and for knowing one's destiny, it is not easy to be able to protect relatives in the world, and it is impossible to understand others by psychopathy.

The secret method of Qihuang is complex and difficult to understand. It brings together the wisdom of the Qihuang clan's tens of thousands of years and forms a miracle.

Ning Chen studied it for several days, but he still had only a few understandings. Not to mention great success, he could not even be able to use it skillfully.

However, it is extremely terrible to be able to understand only a few days, and even the peerless geniuses of the Qihuang clan could not achieve it.

Understand the nature and know the destiny, you should be the best in the world, and no one can compare with each other.

Another night gradually passed, and when the morning light in the east fell, Ning Chen woke up from his thoughts, looking at Dongfang, and a deep color flashed in his eyes.

Time, what he needs most now is time, the art of Qihuang, which is difficult to practice. If you cannot master it proficiently, there is no difference between it and no one.

The power that may be out of control at any time cannot be used in battle. Not to mention that the opponent will not give him a chance, even if he can use it, once the Qihuang technique is out of control, it will be a disaster for him.

Over the past century, he has experienced countless battles of all sizes and has survived to this day. Luck is naturally one of them. However, the most important reason is that he never bet on his life on powers that he cannot control.

In combat, especially between warriors in the same realm, who can use combat skills more skillfully will have a greater chance of winning.

"Your Highness."

At some point, Shi Yu came in front of the palace and said softly, "I have made you a piece of clothing. Do you want to try to fit it?"

Ning Chen's eyes moved, and saw the blood-filled eyes of the woman beside him, and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Shiyu smiled and said, "Your Highness's clothes are torn. I went to bed late last night and made my clothes."
To be continued...