While he was running the Dragon Transformation Technique, he felt regretful.

It's a pity that this Wind Riding Pill can only be used once.

If you can continue to take it and constantly break the limit, to what level can you advance the Dragon Transformation Art? If nothing else, just the level of bone refining, if you continue to advance, what changes will happen to the bones?

Will it continue to be harder and lighter?

He turned the membrane refining of the Dragon Transformation Art into bone refining, driven by the flying dragon ball, and it ran very fast.

Even if the breath of the external dragon bone is not absorbed, the golden light transformed by the breath of Dragon Transformation Technique is rapidly changing the bones. The pattern of the purple gold bones gradually increases.

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows. Is this a change?

These patterns will attract the strange power between heaven and earth, slowly changing the bones, and even the bones directly borrow the strange power of heaven and earth. Can I really fly?

He was suddenly full of expectation.

How wonderful would it be if you could fly and truly become like a flying dragon, soaring freely?

There were so many swordsmanships in his mind that he still couldn't sort them out for the moment. Even if he could disperse countless thoughts, he still found it difficult. He was not in a hurry and allowed them to be summarized in his mind slowly.

Early the next morning, Chu Qingfeng appeared in front of Chu Qingfeng in the morning light. He was suddenly startled and looked at him in confusion. When he found out the reason, Chu Qingfeng's face darkened.

"Uncle, this Grandmaster Gu is quite thick-skinned!" Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but said: "It really makes me disrespectful." "That's what he is!" Chu Qingfeng snorted: "It's not enough to take advantage!... There is no need to pay attention to him."

"He is a great master, so he always has to show some respect." Chu Zhiyuan said, "Besides, it is not the strongest swordsmanship I have learned." Chu Qingfengshuang raised his eyebrows: "You have learned two sets of swords. Law?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "There are several sets,... the one demonstrated is not the strongest, but it should still satisfy him." "You kid!" Chu Qingfeng smiled.

Gu Qingshan is someone who likes to take advantage, while Chu Zhiyuan is someone who doesn't take advantage of others. When the two of them come together, they are in love with each other.

Now look at it, it’s half a pound.

"Uncle, he won't default on his debt, right?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

Chu Qingfeng smiled and said: "That's not to say that he took advantage. But what was agreed is still accurate." Chu Zhiyuan said: "What about the favor?"

"He will also keep his promise. What are you going to ask him to help?" "Consider the sword monument again."

"...As expected of you!" Chu Qingfeng laughed. He felt very happy.

Gu Qingshan, who has always loved to take advantage, was defeated this time.

"Uncle, please help me with my advice." Chu Zhiyuan said, "These sword skills are quite exquisite." "Well, let me take a look." Chu Qingfeng agreed.

Chu Zhiyuan then practiced four sets of sword techniques.

The Grand Master's broad vision and profound understanding of martial arts are far beyond his own. It would be of great benefit to have the opportunity to see it. While the two of them were studying, Chu Mingxuan and the others came.

They didn't know that Chu Zhiyuan went to study the sword stele, and Chu Zhiyuan would not talk nonsense, so that everyone would not complain about Chu Qingfeng's partiality. It is human nature not to worry about the scarcity of people, but to worry about inequality.

Baiyun Sword Palace is one of the four major sects and has a close relationship with the imperial court. Many of its disciples work in Zhenwu Division.

But Baiyun Sword Palace still maintains enough independence and distance from the imperial court. The martial arts are not connected, but are severely isolated. Baiyun Sword Palace does not recruit royal children, relatives of the emperor, or even court ministers. Disciples only recruit ordinary people.

As far as Chu Zhiyuan knew, he was the only one of the royal family members who could go to the Sword Monument to meditate. When he returned to the palace for lunch at noon, he met Huang Shirong on the way.

Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu were still following her in white clothes like snow.

Huang Shirong became a master, but he was no different from before. He still patrolled the streets diligently to avoid making mistakes. When Huang Shirong saw him, he floated over to say hello. Wen Qianqian held a red sandalwood box in her hand, which was as light as nothing.

Chu Zhiyuan looked directly at the fifty pieces of dragon fat incense inside and smiled. "Your Majesty, this is a gift from Elder Gu." Huang Shirong stretched out his hand.

Wen Qianqian handed the red sandalwood box to Zou Fang.

Huang Shirong pursed her lips and smiled softly: "I admire you."

Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "I was taken advantage of by Elder Gu this time. I still feel bad when I think about it now. The more I think about it, the more distressed I feel." Huang Shirong glanced at him sideways: "Elder Gu is not here."

Of course she could see Chu Zhiyuan's acting and exaggeration. What's more, if he really suffered a loss, the Grand Master couldn't force him. Chu Zhiyuan glanced at Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu.

"They won't talk nonsense."

"In short, I was taken advantage of by Elder Gu." Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "Next time I go, I won't listen to Elder Gu's deception." "Next time?" Huang Shirong was startled.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "When I become a great master, I will study it again and see what kind of swordsmanship I have learned." "...I will tell Elder Gu."

"Don't say it yet." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Elder Gu won't cause trouble." "Elder Gu won't do it," Huang Shirong said.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "We have to be on guard."

"Okay." Huang Shirong pursed her lips and smiled, "I'll just pretend I don't know and didn't hear anything." Chu Zhiyuan looked at Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu.

Huang Shirong said: "Two junior sisters, you didn't hear anything." "Yes." The two girls agreed crisply.

They were extremely curious about Chu Zhiyuan's enlightenment of the Baiyun Sword Monument. This was the first time that an outsider came to the Baiyun Sword Monument to meditate.

I am also curious about what sword skills I have mastered.

Chu Zhiyuan guessed what they were thinking and said with a smile: "The swordsmanship I learned has been shown to Elder Gu. You can go and learn from it." "Okay." The two women nodded seriously.

They really wanted to see how powerful Chu Zhiyuan's swordsmanship was and how much better his understanding was than theirs. Huang Shirong, whom they admired, held Chu Zhiyuan in high regard and often said that his understanding was far superior to their own. They were dubious.

I think Huang Shirong was mostly modest. His understanding was powerful, but not that exaggerated. Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and said goodbye.

Huang Shirong pondered for a moment and said softly: "Your Majesty, I got a sword manual." Chu Zhiyuan was startled.

Huang Shirong said: "I would like to ask the prince to help me with the details." Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Why are you looking for me?"

Shouldn't this kind of thing be done with a fellow student?

He could feel that Huang Shirong's attitude towards him had changed significantly since he understood the Baiyun Sword Monument. He had become closer to him.

At first glance, Huang Shirong looks as elegant as a chrysanthemum, and seems easy-going, but in fact, she is alienated from everyone and keeps a sufficient distance. The same goes for herself.

Now it feels like the distance between the two has been greatly shortened. "Your Majesty, are you willing to help?" Huang Shirong asked with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan asked: "When will we get the details?"

"I'll get off duty in the evening and find a restaurant." "Just go directly to my new house."

"... Let's go to a restaurant. How about Mingyue Tower?" "Okay." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

As expected of Huang Shirong, both men and women were on guard and maintained a stable distance. After Chu Zhiyuan left, Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu kept looking at Huang Shirong.

Huang Shirong's face turned hot when they looked at her, and she said angrily: "If you look at me again, I'll patrol the streets by myself. I'm going back!"

"I don't want to read it." Wen Qianqian hurriedly begged for mercy and hugged her arm: "Senior sister, do you really want to show him the secret book?" "Why not?" Huang Shirong said: "He has already understood the sword tablet."

The reason why the sword stele was opened to him for enlightenment was because of the favor owed by Gu Qingshan, and more importantly, the acceptance of Chu Zhiyuan by Baiyun Sword Palace. If Chu Zhiyuan was not accepted, even the favor of the great master would not let Chu Zhiyuan. Comprehend the Baiyun Sword Monument.

"...That's right." They thought about it and thought it was okay.

The elders and palace masters in the sect treat the prince like this, so it doesn't matter if their disciples are even a little close to him. Xu Mengyu said softly: "Senior sister, why is the sect like this?"

"What do you think?" Huang Shirong asked.
Chapter completed!