Chu Zhiyuan sat in front of the couch and watched Zou Fang open the red sandalwood box, revealing a pile of dragon fat incense inside, with a smile on his face. "Congratulations to the Crown Prince." Zou Fang smiled and took out two pieces of dragon fat incense and presented them to Chu with both hands. Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan took it and looked at it, nodding with satisfaction. They were all obtained from Tianbao Division.

As expected of Baiyun Sword Palace, one of the four major sects, fifty fifth-grade skills can be taken out at any time. Think about yourself again.

If he hadn't taken the opportunity to pluck the emperor's wool, he would never be in the realm he is today, and he would still be struggling in the innate realm.

"With this batch of dragon fat incense, I hope it can reach the fifth heaven." Chu Zhiyuan measured the dragon fat incense in his hand and was not so sure. The effect of dragon fat incense will weaken, and the first level of Dragon Transformation Technique has a limit. .

If the meridians reach the limit, no matter how much dragon fat incense is used, it will be useless. The difficulty of promotion to the master is indeed far beyond the innate realm.

He turned the fifth level of bone refining that was running in the Dragon Transformation Technique to the first level of pulse training. The breath of dragon fat fragrance quickly blended into the breath of the Dragon Transformation Technique.

He was running Yuxu Sword Sect's Pulse Cleansing Technique, destroying the meridians and then repairing them with the Dragon Transformation Technique. During the cycle, he absorbed the scent of dragon fat and continuously strengthened the meridians. He was always worried, worried that he would reach his limit at any time.

A private room in Mingyue Building.

Inside the room was Chu Zhiyuan, and sitting side by side with him was Huang Shirong. A faint fragrance lingered in the room.

Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu sat across from each other, serving tea and water. After the food was served, they ate while looking at the two people opposite. Chu Zhiyuan held a yellowed booklet with no cover, just twelve pages. , the corners are damaged but it does not affect the content. Each page is a sword practice diagram.

Chu Zhiyuan looked through it and simulated it in his mind.

After flipping through the twelve pages, Chu Zhiyuan put down the yellowed thin book: "The remaining volume?"

"It's a fragment, but the twelve sword techniques in it are extremely profound and have never been understood." "Is this a single sword technique?" Chu Zhiyuan said.

Huang Shirong was startled.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Twelve variations of one move."

If he might not have been able to see it before he realized the sword at Baiyun Sword Monument, now he can see through the reality at a glance.

The existence of countless swordsmanship in his mind made him unconsciously improve his realm and vision of swordsmanship, and he could see through the mystery and reality of this move at a glance.

". One move, so it can't be executed in a coherent manner?" Huang Shirong hesitated: "I haven't been able to connect it all the time. It's just a little bit close to being able to connect it!" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "It doesn't mean that it can't be used in a coherent manner. It depends on how it works. Coherently...let's try it."

"Yes, let's learn from each other." Wen Qianqian's eyes suddenly shone, and she quickly pushed the table to the wall to make way for an open space. Chu Zhiyuan thought for a while, took a chopstick and said with a smile: "I'll make a move, Hall Master Huang, you Take the move."

"Okay." Huang Shirong also took a chopstick. Chu Zhiyuan suddenly stabbed her between the eyebrows.

Huang Shirong leaned to the side and stabbed him in the chest with her chopsticks.

Chu Zhiyuan stepped on her foot, moved three feet to her left side, and stabbed her left eye with the chopsticks. Huang Shirong dodged again and struck her chest at the same time.

Chu Zhiyuan crossed his body and stabbed again, just like a crab, stabbing his heart with chopsticks. Huang Shirong dodged and stabbed again.

Chu Zhiyuan then stabbed her again, stabbing her shoulder with his chopsticks.

Each time, his speed was one minute faster than the last time, getting faster and faster, until Huang Shirong couldn't avoid it, and was finally stabbed in the shoulder. Her shoulder felt sore, and the chopsticks in her hand fell on the table.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Is this considered coherent?" Huang Shirong shook his head slightly and nodded again.

Chu Zhiyuan's sword moves are very weird. They are coherent, but not coherent in the true sense, but they are amazingly powerful. "Take one of the moves first, and the remaining eleven moves will change according to the situation. In fact, these twelve moves are all

It’s a change of tactics.”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Because they come from the same source, I always feel that there is an internal connection. It seems that if I capture this internal connection, I can connect them together." "Exactly!" Huang Shirong nodded vigorously.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "The different variations of this move are to deal with different situations. Some stab at the chest, some at the ribs, and some at the center of the eyebrow. The moves also vary slightly depending on the location." Huang Shirong.

Read it carefully.

Even though I have read it countless times.

Looking back at it now, the feeling is completely different.

It's like a person is assuming twelve postures, preparing to attack.

If you think about it this way, you will suddenly become enlightened.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "The power of this sword technique is amazing. It is a very good sword manual. It's just a pity that a few swords are missing." "The power of these twelve swords is already strong enough." Huang Shirong said with a smile.

It's just a fragment of music. Why can't I put it down? I've been researching it for several years with no results and I still haven't put it down. It's because it's so powerful. Just one sword is already extremely powerful.

If the twelve swords can be connected together, they will naturally be stronger, so I have been studying hard, but I didn't expect that I have reached a dead end. These twelve swords turned out to be just twelve variations.

It was like a layer of window paper that couldn't be penetrated. But Chu Zhiyuan saw through it at a glance.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "After the first sword, if you can use the second sword, the power will be even greater, and then the third sword...the power is superimposed layer by layer, exquisite! Indeed exquisite!" The first sword

, and then the second sword continued to be used, and the power was superimposed layer by layer. Finally, by the time the twelfth sword was struck, it was at least three times as powerful as the first sword.

If you use it yourself, the power will be even more amazing.

According to the method of the Great Avalanche Sword Technique, all the strength of the whole body is gathered every time, and then restored using the Earth Element Technique. Just thinking about it makes me feel satisfied. "This sword technique is like a snowball." Chu Zhiyuan said: "It's a pity that it has no name."

"How about we call it Snowball Sword Art?" Wen Qianqian said with a smile. Xu Mengyu pursed her lips and smiled.

"Okay, laugh at me!" Wen Qianqian immediately went to tickle her.

Xu Mengyu dodged, and the two of them moved around the room to pursue her like butterflies in flowers, their white clothes fluttering gracefully. Chu Zhiyuan smiled and nodded: "Snowball's swordsmanship is too...cute."

"What's that called?" Wen Qianqian stopped and asked Xu Mengyu, smiling: "It's better to call it Bichao Sword Jue."

"This is good!" Wen Qianqian clapped her hands and said with a smile: "As expected of Senior Sister Xu, the name is elegant!" Huang Shirong said: "Then let's call it Bichao Sword Jue."

"Not a bad name." Chu Zhiyuan smiled. Huang Shirong put away the sword manual.

She was accustomed to Chu Zhiyuan's understanding and was not surprised at all.

Wen Qianqian saw that Huang Shirong had stopped talking and was a little cold, so she took the initiative to talk about some interesting things. There are too many interesting things in Zhenwu Division now.

Because Yujing City is the busiest right now, too many masters are rushing over, and too many masters from the Zhenwu Division have been transferred back.

When there are more people, there will be more and more weird things and people.

Some things sound incredible and are unimaginable. For example, some people hang themselves upside down, drink and urinate, because they lose a bet. Some people call everyone they meet on the street "lady" because they are obsessed with practicing Qigong and have hallucinations. .

There are masters who kowtow to everyone they meet on the street, saying that they are getting rid of their delusions in order to become a great master. In short, there are many kinds of people, and there are countless strange people and things.

The Zhenwu Division was extremely busy.

It was already midnight when Chu Zhiyuan and the others left Mingyue Tower.

Although Huang Shirong was taciturn, but with Wen Qianqian around, Xu Mengyu would also praise her, and the meal was very lively. Chu Zhiyuan kept laughing.

After saying goodbye outside Mingyue Tower, when Chu Zhiyuan returned to Prince Qing's Mansion, he found Feng Xi waiting outside the mansion. When he saw him coming back, he hurriedly greeted him. "Your Majesty, the young prince from Duke Anguo's Mansion came over in the evening and asked you to come over. One trip."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, went to the palace, changed his clothes, and then went to An Guo Gong's Mansion. The concierge of An Guo Gong's Mansion opened the door directly.

When he turned around the screen wall and came to the front hall, Xiao Ruoyu had already greeted him: "Brother-in-law, eldest sister is waiting in the back garden." Chu Zhiyuan then came to the back garden.

Clusters of lanterns in the back garden were like the bright moon in the night sky, illuminating the back garden like a dream, yet still bright. He floated onto the painting boat.

The boat was brightly lit.

In the boat, Xiao Ruoling was reading a book.
Chapter completed!